“It is. But you better be damn fucking sure that you can handle the consequences. If I take you…once I’ve popped your cherry and owned your pretty little pussy…you’ll be mine. There will be no going back. You’ll belong to me.”
I expected her to at least waver a bit, but she got a determined glint in her eyes, and her legs tightened. She nodded slowly, then murmured, “I want to be yours, Knight.”
“Shane,” I rasped. “You call me Shane.”
“Shane?”
“My name. Knight is my road name.”
Um…” She stared at me with something akin to awe. “Isn’t…isn’t that a big deal? For someone to call a biker by their real name?”
I bent my head and brushed a soft kiss over her lips before answering. “It means I belong to you.”
When I moved back to take in her expression, she was beaming, and her beauty took my breath away.
“Please, Shane. Make me yours.”
All my resistance fled as a wave of desire filled me, and I crashed my mouth down onto hers. In the back of my mind was the knowledge that I should go slow, ease her into this, especially since she was a virgin. But fuck if I had any control over myself. I practically ripped her clothes from her body before shucking mine in record time.
When we were finally pressed together, skin to skin, relief swept through me, and I was able to grasp at a thread of sanity. “You feel so fucking good,” I groaned. My mouth watered at the smell of her pussy, and my cock strained so hard it was almost painful. The bit of logic I was clinging to reminded me that I’d need to break my girl in before filling her with ten inches of my fat cock.
I pushed back and sat on my heels, my eyes roaming over my goddess. “You are gorgeous,” I told her reverently. Her big tits—topped with strawberry nipples—were jiggling with her choppy breathing. Her tummy was soft, and I traced a circle around her belly button while picturing her stomach growing round with my baby. Just the thought of knocking her up had more come leaking from my dick.
Her round, full hips just added to my fantasies of Kiara carrying our babies. Her body was made for it.
Then my eyes dropped to her bare pussy, nothing hiding my view of her glistening pink lips. She was so wet that the insides of her thighs were shiny, and my mouth watered to lick it all up. And nothing was stopping me.
I knelt between her legs and pushed them as wide as they could comfortably go, then got down onto my stomach. She tried to close them, but I wedged my shoulders between her thighs to hold her open.
“Um…Shane?” I glanced up to see her watching me with trepidation, and I placed a kiss on each thigh before reassuring her. “Just trust me, baby. Let me make you feel good. I need to get this tight little pussy ready to take me.”
She licked her lips and blinked, then nodded, so I went back down to focus on my treat. I inhaled deeply, taking her scent into my lungs and practically tasting it on my tongue. Using my thumbs, I parted her folds and groaned at the sight of her drenched, pink flesh. When I leaned in and licked her from bottom to top, Kiara nearly came off the bed.
“Oh, Shane!”
Grinning, I licked her like a lollipop, cleaning up her juices although it was pointless because the more I ate her, the more her cream gushed into my waiting mouth. I circled her little nub a few times, and her hips chased after my mouth when I glided back down.
“Shane,” she moaned as her hands caressed my head. I captured her wrists and placed a palm on each knee.
“Hold them open for me, baby. Not done eating my dessert.”
This time, I stiffened my tongue and speared her channel, grunting at the tight fit. “Fuck,” I muttered against her flesh. “So damn tight. Gonna have to stretch you before I can get in there without hurting you.”
She sucked in a breath, and I glanced up to see her biting her lip and watching me with worried blue orbs. “Trust me, Kiara.”
After a second, she whispered. “I do.”
As a reward, I attacked her pussy with gusto, finally sucking on her bundle of nerves and pushing her over the edge.
“Shane! Oh! Oh! Yes! Yes!” Her whole body shook from the onslaught of pleasure. While she was in the throes, I sucked on her clit and pushed a single finger inside her channel. I moved it around, stretching her and rubbing the spot inside that catapulted her right into another orgasm. That allowed me to get another finger inside. By the time I’d managed to squeeze four digits in there, I’d lost count of how many times she’d climaxed.
“I can’t…I can’t…” she mumbled as she flopped back on the mattress like a limp noodle.
I smiled and crawled up and over her until the head of my cock kissed her entrance. “You will,” I argued firmly.
“But—oh! Ooooooh!” She moaned as I slowly pushed in. I’d barely gotten inside when her pussy clamped down, and I exploded.
“Fuck!” I shouted. I’d come way too fucking early. Or at least…I thought I did. Except I was still as hard as a rock. This brought a little smirk to my lips. The more times I came inside her, the more likely I was to knock her up. The thought brought me up short.