Smokey (Hell's Bastards MC 2)

She liked it.

“Reach down, spread those pussy lips. Let me see your juicy cunt.” Smokey made no move to enter the bedroom even as she did as he asked. He groaned.

His cock was already hard, and he wrapped his fingers around the length. “Now that is a sight every man fucking loves.” He stepped into the room. “Tonight, I want you to touch yourself.”

“Smokey?”

“I need to know you can take care of yourself. I’m not going to be available twenty-four seven when you need a good fucking. Do this for me.” There was a short pause. “Please.”

It was the please that did it.

She let go of her pussy and lifted up on her elbows. “You want me to play with myself.”

“I want to make sure you’re doing it right.”

She chuckled. “Why?”

“I’ve seen the way you are, Ava. You’ve never sucked a cock before, and your ex, he hasn’t helped you with anything. I’m going to make up for it.”

“I don’t need that.”

“But what about me?” he asked, climbing on the bed. His hands went to her knees, holding them open.

“What do you mean? I’ll always be available.” I hope that doesn’t make me sound like some kind of slut.

“And there are going to be times that I’m not available. I’m going to want to hear you play with yourself.”

The way Smokey talked, it sounded like he was looking at them being together long-term. Ava refused to get her hopes up. There was no reason to. This was for sex only. They hadn’t known each other long enough for her to want more.

“Now, touch yourself. Let me see how you do it.”

Her cheeks were on fire as she slid her hand down, feeling a little self-conscious as he watched her. She used a single finger to stroke her pussy. Her clit was there, and she stared up at the ceiling.

Smokey clucked his tongue. “That won’t do,” he said. “Are you afraid of getting dirty?”

She sucked in her bottom lip. “Tell me how you want it.”

“Start with two fingers. Dip them into your pussy. I want you to hold them up to me so I can see they’re nice and wet. Don’t fucking tell me you’re not soaked. I know your cunt better than you do, and I know you want me. You want my cock.”

She used two fingers and went to her pussy, sliding them inside. She was soaking. When it came to Smokey, he aroused her so easily. Closing her eyes, she gasped.

“No, you look at me. When you play with yourself, I want you to remember me.”

She opened her eyes and stared at him.

Smokey had his fingers wrapped around his cock, working from the base up to the tip, and back down again.

Up and down, he worked his length, and she couldn’t take her gaze off him.

“You like what you see?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“Well, you’re going to come for me, and then I’m going to fuck you.” He held his cock in his hand. “This is your reward.”

She worked her pussy, sliding her fingers in and out of her pussy.

“Now, touch your clit.”

She used both fingers and stroked her pussy, watching him.

“Fuck, that is a pretty sight. How does it feel?” he asked.

“So good.”

“Yeah, you’re right, it’s so good. But you need to do it more. Work that pussy.”

She watched him as he continued to play with his cock. The sight of him alone was enough to set her own orgasm blazing. She cried out his name as she came, stroking herself through the pleasure.

Smokey’s hands went to her knees to hold her open and he grinned. “That was good, but I know you can do better.” He pressed his cock to her entrance, and she gasped as he began to tease her.

“We’re not using a condom,” she said.

“I’m clean, and I know you are. Don’t worry. I’ll pull out.”

She giggled. “That’s not protection.”

“I’m not going to stop.” He groaned. “Fuck, your pussy is tight.” He kept hold of her knees as he worked inside her, taking his time.

She watched him, mesmerized as he teased her. He pulled out and slid his cock between her slit, bumping her clit.

Each touch had her moaning for more.

“Please,” she said.

“You want my big, fat cock?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“Beg for it.”

“Please, Smokey, I need you.”

“Who does this pussy belong to?”

“You.”

“That’s right. It’s fucking mine.” He pounded inside her. One of his hands slid up to rest around her neck. She gasped, loving when he did this, holding her in place as he took his pleasure. He didn’t squeeze or hurt her.

She moaned his name, not wanting him to stop, and he didn’t. He fucked her harder, and she met each of his thrusts until she couldn’t think straight.

“Fuck!” He growled the word and suddenly jerked out of her.

She stayed still as he pumped his release all over her pussy and stomach.