He stopped sucking on my breast and looked at me with an amused twinkle in his eye.
“Not so fast, baby,” he said and increased the pace of his fingers. With his thumb on my clit, and his fingers sliding in and out of me, I felt like I wouldn’t be able to hold on any longer. I was going to have to defy him; my body was giving up.
I cried out just as I was about to explode, but Jesus pulled his fingers out of me, lifting his mouth away from my breasts as well. He straightened himself up, and I watched with my breath sucked in, as he stood over me, undoing his jeans.
When his boxers came down, I finally saw that cock again. Raging red, with a glistening tip, big and ready with his balls hanging hungrily down. I wanted to feel those balls smacking against my ass as he drove into me.
I parted my legs for him, not shy to ask for what I wanted. Jesus had a grin on his face as he joined me on the bed again, this time, grabbing my waist with both hands to flip me around.
I purred at the thought of what was going to happen. I flipped my head back, my hair flying in a tumble over my shoulders as I arched my torso, sticking my ass up towards him. My belly was flat, pinned down on the mattress and then I felt his hands on me again. His large, strong hands, warm and firm on either side of my waist.
He was planting himself on the edge of the bed, hovering over me with his cock pressing down on my back now. Just a trailer of the force with which he was going to thrust into me. His grip on my body was strong, and he lifted one hand to slap my ass. I felt the pinch on my skin, and I winced and then purred again.
“You like that?” he growled, and I nodded my head. I wanted him to slap my ass again, and he obliged. It came down with a smack on my skin, and I moaned.
“Come on my command,” he grunted, just as I felt his hands parting my ass. With one finger, he tested the stickiness of my pussy. He didn’t need to do that; I was dripping wet. My pussy was swollen and ready for his cock.
Jesus grunted when he pushed his cock into my pussy, and my body slid over the mattress from the force. I moaned, pressing my eyes closed from the sensation of having him inside me again.
His hands were holding me down; my ass was sticking up, giving him access to my deepest hottest core. His cock slid out of me, completely and he waited for one heartbeat before he thrust it back into me and I cried out again.
“Not yet, baby,” he murmured under his heavy breaths, and I pulled at
the bedsheets with my clenched fists, and Jesus thrust his cock into me again.
He was reaching me deep inside, right where I knew the spot was. My body shook from the sensation as he started pulling and pushing rhythmically now. Over and over again. Our voices were loud as we moaned, Jesus grunted, and I called out his name.
He slapped my ass once again, and it pushed me over the edge. I liked it when he acknowledged his possession of me, the fact that I was giving myself up to him completely. He could do whatever he wanted with me.
“Come for me, Valentina,” he hissed in my ear, bringing his face close to mine and I let myself go. I cried out in absolute pleasure as the wave of my orgasm took over me. My toes curled, and I fell forward while Jesus continued to thrust into me. Till I could finally feel him shoot as well, emptying himself into me with quick jerks, his grip tightening on my waist as we came together.
I wanted to laugh when my orgasm began to simmer down. I wanted to laugh out with joy, and just when I opened my mouth to do so, I heard a cell phone ringing somewhere.
Jesus pulled himself out of me with a quick slide, and I turned around on the bed. He was rummaging in the pockets of his jeans for his cell phone, and I felt that familiar tug in my heart. That moment had come to an end. We were back to being “friends,” as he had put it to his brothers at the bar.
“Yeah,” Jesus’ voice was deep as he tried to mask his heavy breathing. He kept his eyes averted from me, while he listened to the voice on the other end of the line.
I watched him with sadness as he began dressing.
“Okay. Give me fifteen minutes,” I heard him say and then he ended the call.
Jesus was already halfway through dressing, and I tugged the covers over my bare body.
“I have to go. You’ll be safe here,” he said when our eyes finally met. He was putting his jacket back on, and I threw him a smile.
“Of course,” I replied. What else could I do? This was his life now…I couldn’t expect him to stay with me forever.
Chapter 9
King
Elwood had given us the command to go into the gambling bar where the Black Skulls usually gathered. When I rode there, I saw that Slade, Commando, Girth and a handful of my other brothers from the MC were already waiting to go in.
“Aren’t we going to be outnumbered?” I said, jumping off my bike and walking towards the others.
“They’re not going to mess with us tonight, not after what happened at the warehouse. It’s too early for them to retaliate,” Commando said, leading the way in. I checked my gun and made sure it was loaded as we grew closer to the door.
Slade pushed the door open, and we barged in, interrupting a fist fight that was going on between two Black Skulls members. It was clear to see that the place wasn’t packed with them, a huge number of their members were missing tonight, which was evident given that we had injured a lot of them at the warehouse earlier.