Blood & Bone - Easy (Blood Fury MC 12)

When he came back, the air hit her bare skin first, followed by his heat. He was so damn close. Seeing everything. Making her feel vulnerable even though she trusted him completely.

He parted her long hair so it fell to either side of her shoulders, exposing her spine. With his fingertips, he drew a line down it, pulling another shudder from her. When he reached the crack of her ass, he didn’t stop. He continued across her anus and parted her slick pussy, only stopping when he reached her clit.

Now his palm gently cupped her there, his thumb splitting the seam of her pussy with each slow stroke.

Either the chair was shaking or she was.

Then she heard it. His knees hit the floor. His hand dropped away but only for a second before his thumbs were parting her wide and his mouth was there. His beard scraping her delicate skin. His tongue probing, licking, tasting. Flicking. His teeth nipping. His lips sucking.

She became light-headed and hot enough to wonder if she had a fever. Pressing her forehead to the back of her hands, she reminded herself to breathe.

Inhale when his tongue moved up.

Exhale when his tongue moved down.

In. Out.

Up. Down.

She jerked every time the wiry hairs on his face scratched her delicate flesh.

He sucked so hard on one fold his teeth scraped the tender flesh. Then he did the same with the other one.

As his fingers manipulated her clit, he used his thumb to fuck her, his tongue taking the path up her crease and to her anus. It automatically tightened since no one had ever touched her there.

No one had ever done that before.

Not even him.

What had gotten into him tonight? Something had changed. A switch had been flipped.

He had decided to turn off the road they’d been traveling and take a new route.

He moved on, his tongue creating a wet trail along her spine and suddenly that thumb was pressing against her puckered hole and two of his fingers slipped easily inside her pussy.

“Relax,” he murmured against her arched back as his thumb demanded entry.

Did she want that?

Yes.

Relax, relax, relax.

He pressed again and she managed to loosen enough to let him inside. The pressure was strange but also a turn-on as he fucked her ass and pussy at the same time, all while kissing and licking along the indentation of her spine.

She shivered, causing a fresh breakout of goosebumps along her skin. And when his warm lips slid along the back of her neck, she groaned.

What was going on? Their previous routine had been so cut and dried. Neat. Expected.

Now what he was doing was messy and confusing. Not that she wanted him to stop, it was just new and unexpected.

The more she forced herself to relax, the better it was. His thumb and fingers wreaking havoc with her sanity.

She was slowly losing her mind.

She was slowly losing herself. To him.

Was that his goal?

“Wanna feel you gush around my fingers, Tess. Know how wet you can get, give me that.”

She was already wet. What more could he want?

He nipped one shoulder blade, then the other before planting his lips once again on the back of her neck and sucking her heated skin there. His lips were soft but firm and that simple action pulled a groan from her.

Still gripping the seatback, she rocked back and forth on her knees following the same rhythm of his fingers, trying to drive them deeper. Biting back her demand for him to fuck her.

Even as impatient as she was, she wanted this first before he gave her that.

She wanted it all from him. Whatever he was willing to give. Whatever he was willing to take.

Maybe not for forever, but at least for tonight.

She would give him tonight and not think about forever. Not yet.

“Easy…”

He jerked violently, surprising her. Never once had she used his name during sex. Was that the reason for his reaction? He’d never used hers, either. Only because she hadn’t allowed it.

She had said it in her head a thousand times, but never once let it pass her lips.

However, tonight all those rules were being broken, shattered, tossed aside.

She should be worried about that. This change.

Her confusion swirled away as her orgasm built. He was stoking a fire about to flare the same way when gasoline was poured on a flame.

“Come for me, babe.”

Babe.

That was new, too.

She liked it but didn’t at the same time.

He was only confusing the situation by switching things up. He was only making things between them more difficult. He might be trying to drive her into his arms, but in truth, his actions might drive her away.

Everything she had kept contained was being blown wide open tonight. Her plan to keep things between them at only sex was being obliterated.

She had thought Easy was the right choice.