Pulling Her Trigger (Ghost Riders MC 1)

“It’s done, baby. I’m not worried about me, and I don’t give a fuck if you have something or not. I need you skin on skin. Doesn’t my raw cock feel good in that pussy?” I feel her pussy clench at my words, and she relaxes a little. “That’s it, Mackenzie. Feel my uncovered cock pulse in that tight cunt of yours. That’s your cock. Every inch of it is just for you. I can feel your juices running down my nuts, that’s how wet you are for it.”

She moans and closes her eyes, moving her hips to feel our slick juices mixing. I hold her hips and help her move up and down. I sit back on my feet and she straddles my legs, her toes curling into the thick carpet on either side of me. In this position she can control the pace, and I can thrust up and it to her hard.

She opens her eyes and we stare at each other as she slides up and down my dick.

“Fuck, this feels good,” she whispers.

“Perfect,” I whisper back. “I knew you would feel like this. The best I’ve ever had.”

She smiles at my words, and runs her fingers through my hair. I close my eyes and lean forward to bite her neck. My thrusts grow aggressive and I feel the need to dominate her intensify.

I pull back and look her in the eyes. “Lean back and put your hands on the edge of the bed. I want to fuck you hard and watch my cock go in and out of your cunt.”

I see her swallow and she nods her head. She leans back a little and I help steady her as she puts her elbows on the edge of the bed. I sit up a little and grip her hips as I fuck her in this position. Her body stretches out in front of me and her big tits shake as I pound into her.

I look down and watch where we are connected. My cock drips with her honey and her clit is swollen. She wants to cum, and I’m almost ready to make that happen. I just need to hear a few things from her first. Part of me needs this. To know this isn’t just some quick fuck for her. To know that I’m going to be a part of her life. The idea that she could toss me aside in the morning makes me chest feel hollow.

“Tell me you’ll take me to meet your friends tomorrow.”

“What?” she asks in utter shock.

“I know you’re in a club, and you don’t have to take me there, but I want to meet your friends. I don’t want to be a secret.” I know this will be the biggest hurdle to our being together and I want to squash it as soon as possible. Then maybe this feeling of unease will settle. It’s been sitting there since the day I saw her picture, and each day it grows. The thought of losing her is too much.

She shakes her head, but I reach down and thumb her clit. She tries to swat my hand away but I shut that down. “Put your fucking hands where they were, Mackenzie, and don’t move them again.”

She slowly puts her elbow back on the bed, and stares me in the eyes with a look that would probably kill a lesser man. It only almost makes me lose my load inside her.

“I’m not your dirty secret. And you’re not mine.”

She nods her head in agreement, but I want the words.

“Say it.”

“I’ll let you meet my brothers.”

“I’ll be in your bed tonight, but you still owe me a night in mine.”

She nods her head again, but I strum her clit some more, letting her know what I want.

“I’ll make good on my promise. You’ll still get a night in your bed.”

“Good girl,” I whisper, and there goes her blush again.

I speed up the pace on her clit, and rub it in hard fast circles. I thrust my cock, riding her hard, and it only takes a few more pumps before I feel her pussy start to cum.

Her legs lock up, and her head falls back. She shouts my name, and the cocky motherfucker inside me grows ten feet tall.

I give one last hard thrust and bust my nut deep in her cunt, loving my name on her lips.

I rest my head on her chest as I try to catch my breath. I wrap my arms around her. Her arms twine around my neck.

With what little strength I have left, I pick her up and lay us both down on her little mattress. It’s not much bigger than a twin, but I don’t give a fuck. I’ll be on top of her all night anyway.

I lie halfway on top of her, and hold her tight as I fall asleep.

“You’re going to sleep on top of me?” she asks, but I hear the smile in her voice.

“It keeps you from sneaking out in the middle of the night,” I mumble into her hair.

“You know this is my house, right?” she says on a yawn.

“If you knew how many times I marked this place, you wouldn’t be saying that.”

I hear her hum a questioning sound, but we both find sleep before I can answer.

CHAPTER FIVE

CAS

Warm fingers trace the scars lining my back, followed next by a soft mouth. Sweet kisses touch each of my picked wounds, making my heart squeeze inside my chest.

“You get these in the Air Force?” he asks, reminding me that he knows way more about me than I do him.

“No,” I answer honestly. Normally people don’t see my scars. Most of my sex is quick and fast, not even taking all my clothes off sometimes. Now I’m lying naked in my bed, with a man that will barely give me an inch of space.

I feel his body lock around mine at my words.

“I’m guessing that folder you got on me doesn’t have all the details of my life.”