Reining It In (Devil's Knights 2nd Generation 6)

His hands cupped my breasts, and his lips were back on mine. I scooted my ass to the edge of the counter to get closer and popped the button on his jeans.

I wasn’t wearing any clothes, and Bear still had his pants on. I was going to fix that. I snaked my hand down and wrapped my hand around his growing cock.

“God damn,” he growled against my lips.

I stoked the length of him and sucked on his bottom lip. He pulled me tight against his chest and let out a deep groan. He tugged me into his arms, and my butt left the counter. I wrapped my legs around his waist and wound my arms around his shoulders.

“Legs down,” he growled.

“No,” I gasped. I was more than okay with my legs where they were.

“Drop ‘em,” he ordered.

I pouted out my lips but dropped my legs, and he set me on the floor. “This isn–”

“Turn around,” he interrupted me.

My eyes connected with his, and I could tell that he wasn’t up to play around. I stepped back, but my step faltered when he unzipped his pants and pulled them down. His dick bobbed heavily in front of him, and he wrapped his hand around it.

“Turn,” he ordered again. “And put your hands on the counter.”

A shiver coursed through me as I watched him stroke his cock.

I slowly turned and pressed my hands to the counter.

“Keep your hands on the counter.” He grabbed my waist and scooted me back until I was bent over with my legs spread.

Oh. Oh. Now I see what he wanted to do. Hello, doggy style.

Bear stepped into me until his thighs touched the back of my legs, and I felt his hand stoking his cock. “You’re so fucking beautiful, mama,” he whispered. He laid a hand on the small of my back and positioned his cock at the entrance to my pussy. He slowly pushed into me until his groin was flush against my butt.

“Bear,” I gasped. “Oh, God.” I wanted him to stay right where he was, but I also needed him to move. I wanted everything all at one.

He slowly pulled out and then pushed back in. He caressed the globe of my ass and pressed on my back. “So fucking tight, mama.” He grabbed my ass and pulled out again. “Damn!” he growled.

He slammed back into me, and my fingers bit into the counter. “Fast,” I called.

He moved his hands to my waist and gripped the soft curve of my hips. “Hold on,” he grunted. He slammed in and out of me, his hands securing me in place.

I reared back as he pushed into me, and I arched my back. “More,” I pleaded. I wanted everything he had to give me. His name ripped from my lips, and he filled me.

“You’re mine,” he growled. “You hear me, mama?”

“Yes, yes,” I chanted. I was whatever he wanted me to be so long as he didn’t stop. My orgasm built with each thrust of his hips and caress of his hands.

I dropped one of my hands from the counter and placed it between my legs.

“God damn,” he grunted.

My fingers toyed with my clit, and a tremor rocked my body. The feel of his dick filling me and my finger playing with my tight bud was more than I could handle. My pussy milked his cock as my orgasm raced through me, and my legs turned to Jell-O.

Bear shouted my name and pounded into me. He held me up and used me until neither of us could stand anymore. We collapsed on the kitchen floor in a tangle of arms and legs. He pulled me to his chest and placed a tender kiss to my temple.

“Aren’t you glad we decided to wait to leave?” I whispered.

Bear’s body shook with laughter.

I closed my eyes and calmed my racing heart.

“You played me, but I’m okay with it,” he whispered.

“Because we both ended up happy in the end?” I muttered.

“Anytime my night ends with you in my arms is good, mama.”

I hummed and cuddled into him. “I agreed, though the recliner is much more comfortable than this floor. As soon as I can walk, I’ll get up.”

Bear sat up and managed to stand while holding me. His strength always surprised me. He moved to the recliner and sat down. He popped up the footrest, and I grabbed the blanket that was draped over the back of the recliner.

“Don’t you need to do your check of the locks?” I asked on a yawn.

Bear grabbed the blanket from me and tossed it over us. “I did that while you started the dishes.”

“You mean the dishes that are sitting in the sink with cooling water?” I giggled.

He grunted and laid his head back.

“And the lights that are still on?” I knew that Bear couldn’t sleep with the TV on, but I couldn’t sleep with all the lights on.

I moved to get up and turn them off, but Bear stopped me. He raised his arms over his head and clapped twice. All the lights turned off, and my jaw dropped.

“You have the clapper and you never told me?” I gasped. I clapped twice, and the lights turned back on.

“Greta,” Bear groaned.

I looked up at him. “How cool is this?” I clapped twice again, and the lights turned off. I giggled and tried to clap again, but Bear’s hands wrapped around my wrist.

“Abuse the clapper, and I’ll unplug it.” He dropped my hands, and I watched him settled back into the recliner. “Sleep, mama. We’ve got a long drive in front of us tomorrow.”

“What time are we leaving?” I asked.

“When I’m done parking the old Bronco and done loading the other one.”

“Can’t we drive the old Bronco to Rockton?”

Bear grunted. “No, mama. She’s not meant for long hauls across the country.”

I laid my head on Bear’s chest and listened to the beating of his heart. His breathing evened out, and a snore rumbled from his lips.

“Good night, my lumberjack,” I whispered. His heart beat in my ear, and I fell asleep to the steady and soothing thump.