Commando (Rogue Rebels MC 1)

My climax began to build and I threw my head back again letting out another moan. With his left hand, he pushed my skirt around my waist and ripped my thong out of the way, letting the scrap of lace fall to the floor. Fuck it, I didn’t care if he ripped ever pair of panties I owned as long as he never stopped the delicious torture his hand was giving my pussy right now. He kissed the skin just below my belly button, trailing kisses lower and lower. I ground my hips in response.

His mouth moved in a slow torturous pace until it finally reached my throbbing core. I couldn’t contain the jolt that ran through my body at the first lick of his tongue. I leaned further back and spread my legs further, placing my feet on his shoulders to give him ample room to work.

“That’s it baby,” he urged, spreading the swollen lips as hunger raged in his eyes. He took a long swipe with his tongue. “So fucking sweet.”

“Oh my God that feels so good,” I moaned, “I’m not going to last much longer if you keep that up.”

He lifted his mouth from my core his gorgeous intense eyes locking with mine. “You aren’t allowed to come until I say you can.”

Ugh, he was going to kill me. I was sure of it.

He returned his mouth to my pussy and began to lick as he curled his fingers slowly inside me. My heart raced and I slammed my eyes shut, hoping to contain my orgasm. It was as if he could tell how close I was to the edge, and he just wanted to tease me to my breaking point.

He flicked his tongue faster on my clit, pushing and pulling his fingers in and out of me. A wave of pleasure began to build deep inside and I pushed my hips harder on his hand in response, wanting to ride that wave home. He dug his fingers into my ass and helped me move my hips as he pushed into me.

I felt like I was about to explode as he pulled his fingers back toward him hitting my g-spot. His tongue worked faster as he rocked my hips in time with his tongue.

I tugged at his hair, shoving his face onto my clit, as my shuddering grew and became harder to contain.

He lifted his head, giving me a wicked grin. I let out another moan. “I’m not finished with you yet. I want you to come with me inside you.”

Before I could react, he undid the belt and zipper of his jeans and pulled down his boxers, revealing his large cock. My legs shook as his fingers continued to work inside me and he stroked his own length, I could tell he was about to push me over the edge.

He bent down, and slammed his fingers inside me and gave my clit one last lick before bringing his lips back up to my own so I could taste myself on him.

“Tell me how you want me to fuck you,” Galen growled against my ear.

My legs squeezed his waist. “I want you to fuck me as hard as you can.”

He removed his fingers and with one hard thrust, seated himself inside me. I cried out, my will began to shatter as my body convulsed beneath him.

Moving his lips to my ear he demanded, “I want to watch you come. Come for me before I do.”

He thrust his hips agonizingly slowly, teasing me as he slid in and out. “Faster. Please,” I begged, wanting so badly to reach the crest of the wave.

“Not yet.”

He continued rocking slowly, dragging his erection in and out so I could feel every inch of him. I clenched as he pushed forward again, my swollen walls pulsing around him. So close. I was so close. I opened my mouth, but couldn’t form words. I met his eyes, silently begging him for what I needed. He smiled, reading my thought and slammed hard into me. I let my walls fall down, arched my back and let my first orgasm rock my body.

“Very nice,” he smiled. “I love watching a woman come apart under my body.”

He pushed my body back towards the mirror and grabbed my right hand. He sucked on my fingers then guided my hand to my clit.

“Make yourself come again,” he grunted as he thrust harder into me.

I did as he asked and massaged my clit, letting the next exploding sensation take over me. My body shook as I gave into his request and he thrust his hips harder and faster.

When I let out a low, drawn out moan as my second orgasm crested, he smiled and pulled me off the counter, turned me around and bent me over. He rubbed my clit as he took me from behind. His left hand tugged and played with my nipple.

I felt my next orgasm building and I pressed my ass harder against his hips. His hand moved faster and I braced myself on the counter.

“Come once more, angel,” he commanded as my body shook.

He tugged my hair bringing my lips to his as he pulled back. His other hand continued to rubbing my swollen clit faster and

faster. He pulled my body toward him and flipped me over.

“I want you to watch me come.”