Commando (Rogue Rebels MC 1)

He suddenly spun me around. My front was pressed up against the hard wall and his body molded to my back.

His hands gathered the fabric of my skirt and pulled it up so that it bunched around my waist.

A sharp tug of his hand and my panties were gone.

“I can’t fucking wait,” he growled against my ear.

“Ohhh,” I cried at the delicious violence of the move. At the utter need in his voice.

This man needing me was the ultimate aphrodisiac. I was a goner.

Cool air rushed over the heated flesh between my legs. I squirmed, so very aware of how empty I felt inside. Of the need to be filled by him.

He cupped my smooth mound and growled again.

“You’re so fucking wet for me. Just for me. Tell me you are,” he demanded.

I couldn’t deny his masterful domination. Not when it catered to the need of the part of me that needed to submit to his special brand of hot, unbridled sex.

“Just for you,” I said.

His stroked my clit with his thumb as his middle finger breached my entrance.

“Fuck, I need to be inside you. It has been too long. Let me have you, Hailey,” he breathed hotly against my neck.

His teeth were nipping at my skin and his tongue soothed away the pleasurable pain. He paid particular attention to the small bird tattoo on my shoulder, a habit he had from all the years we spent as a couple.

“Yes,” I moaned my agreement, arching into his hold. Despite knowing I should not be doing this, my body was craving his with an intensity that was stronger that I had ever known.

I had never known such need, not even when we were together in the past. It was scary in its strength but it was also like tempting a moth to a flame. I needed to be consumed by it even knowing I would get burnt.

The sound of a zipper being undone was startling then the crackle of plastic. Then his hot member was hugged by the lips of the most delicate part of me.

Wyatt had a beautiful cock. It had been years since I saw it but I still remembered how long, thick and ribbed it was. In this position, I couldn’t see it but I could feel that it was just as intimidatingly wonderful as my mind held onto. He was poised at my entrance and we both froze, savoring the anticipation. He turned my head and took my lips from his position behind me. Then there was no more waiting.

He pushed forward, spearing my flesh inch by hot inch. He conquered my clenching center like he did my eager mouth.

I cried out as he slipped inside, the small urging thrusts of his hips convincing my resisting flesh to take him. Finally though, there was nowhere left for him to go. My core burned with the effort of taking him but even that pain was pleasurable.

We fit together like we were made for each other.

He started to move and I moaned and cried out in his mouth, the sounds muffled. I swallowed his sounds of passion too. The pace quickly built, my movements urging him on. I needed this to be hard and fast. The demands of my body could handle nothing less.

We began to pant with the hot pleasure and he released my lips. The sounds of our bliss filled the room and so did the wet, fast sound of rough sex.

I arched my back and yelled as he slipped impossibly deeper. My breasts bounced with the hard rhythm and sweat made our skin slick.

I might had been embarrassed at how fast I came the first time if it didn’t feel so good.

Wyatt stroked between my legs with his fingers while his other hand pulled at my nipple. Surrounded by him, feeling the things he did to my body... It was too much too soon and a wave swelled inside me, overwhelming me in how quickly it built.

I gushed my gratification onto his jabbing hardness, my vocalization loud and echoing.

He gripped my hips harder and drilled into me, pushing me higher and higher still.

“Fuck, babe, it never felt this good before… Come for me again. You have no idea how hot it is to feel you in my arms.”

I erupted in another tide of pure sensation. Colors burst in front of my vision and my ears roared as I obeyed his carnal command.