Never Give You Up (Snakes Henchmen MC 4)

“Careful what you wish for, princess.”

“What I wish is for is you to take me out of here. Take me somewhere we can be alone. I want my husband to fuck me like no one ever has before or will again.”

Fuck!

That's it we're outta here.

“Walk in front of me. My cock is so fuckin' hard I don't wanna give your elderly relatives a heart attack.” She giggles but sticks close to me while we say our thank you's and goodbyes, and the longer this shit takes, the more desperate I am to have her to myself. She wants me to fuck her brains out? Then that's exactly what I'll do!

Chapter Fifteen

Maria

The hotel we're staying at tonight is the best in Tennessee. It's about fifteen miles away from Bardsville. Not too far, but far enough, so it feels like we're many, many miles away from family life. We're not going on a honeymoon. We haven't even spoken about it, but I don't want to go anywhere just yet. We have plenty of time to travel somewhere neither of us has ever been before. However, now isn't that time.

The room that is ours for tonight is impressive. It's huge. The Royal Suite. Thanks to my big brother. The bed is enormous, I've never seen one so big before, there's an open fire beside it with a mantelpiece of marble surrounding it, and it's so fancy it looks like it once belonged in a palace somewhere.

The floor tiles are a gray, fake marble effect. The rug beside the fire is Persian and beautifully thick. I can imagine making love to my husband on that rug. There are chunky, modern lamps on either bedside dresser, and on the table beneath the huge window. The left side of the room is all open plan. A living room most would die for. Everything is so big and modern. There's also a bathroom just off the bedroom. I haven't looked in there yet, but I assume it's just as beautiful.

However, I didn't come here to look at the room; I came here so my husband could fuck me six ways to Sunday!

“Not sure this was needed.”

“You don't like the room?” I'm a little shocked. How can anyone not like this room? It's amazing!

“It's okay,” He mumbles against the skin of my shoulder, his lips kissing along my collarbone. I bite my lip. He knows that turns me on.

He grabs my hips and sharply pulls me back against him. I gasp loudly.

“Shh.” He breathes in my ear.

I push my ass into him, grinding myself against him. Why must he tease me like this? I need him so badly. I touch his face for a moment with my fingertips. I am so in love with him. My heart beats so fast when he's near me. Everything is okay now; no one can come and drag me away from him. No one will threaten Jett's life for touching me. For the first time since we meet, we can actually be together without fear of what will happen if anyone finds out. Because now, he's my husband!

I can't believe how good it feels to say that.

I want out of this damn dress. I want my husband inside of me.

I turn in his arm, our lips colliding. His hands are everywhere, feeling my curves, unstrapping the back of my dress. “I'm gonna fuck you so hard, my beautiful wife.”

“Before or after I suck your cock?”

He growls deep in his throat, pushing my dress over my hips and letting it fall to the floor. “Fuck. Me.” I giggle loudly, I love the way he's looking at me, eyes traveling up and down my body and the expensive lingerie I'm wearing. “He would've seen you like this. That son-of-a-bitch would've touched what's mine!” The possessive tone in his voice... fuck, I could come on the spot!

“He didn't see me like this, and he didn't touch me. No one but you will ever touch me again.”

“Damn right!” He grabs my waist and pulls me closer. I thought he would have torn my underwear off, but he doesn't, he's gentle. His hands follow the pattern of my shoulders, sliding his fingertips over my skin until he traces the laces trim of my strapless bra. I help him remove it by unhooking it at the back.

My breath hitches and goosebumps creep along my skin as he cups my breasts, his thumbs stroking my erect and tender nipples to the point of painful. However, it's a pleasurable pain. One he's taught me over the time we spent together in my room to love.

I bite my lower lip, my pussy pulsing when he gets to his knees in front of me. Jett smiles up at me while taking my right leg in his hands. I can't help stroking the back of his head. My head instantly drops back as those plush lips of his kiss the inside of my thigh. I'm so wet for him that I can feel my panties soaking against my skin.

Jett slowly, seductively rolls my stockings down my legs one by one, and I'm shaking with need, hot to touch, desperate for him to take me. I watch him get to his feet. He kisses me softly, making me smile against his lip while he hooks his fingers into the waistband of my virgin white lace panties and pushes them down my legs. I step out of them, and he pulls me against him with a sharp tug of my hips, sending arousal rocketing through my pussy.

He grabs my ass, pressing my bare, naked pussy against his cock through his trousers. I want him the fuck out of his clothes.

Frantically, between us, we tear that damn suit from his big body. His massive cock is now pressed against my belly, and I moan while getting to my knees in front of him. I want his cock in my mouth so badly right now.

I smile up at him. He's stroking my hair gently as if he was stroking a cats fur. He pulls out the pins keeping my hair in place one by one, dropping them on the floor beside me as my hair falls the length of my back. I take him in my hand and stroke the tip of his cock with my tongue. He hisses, eyes closed, head thrown back.

It makes me feel so powerful to see my husband giving himself over to me like this, to know he's getting so much pleasure out of what I'm doing to him. I wrap my lips around him, not that I can take him even halfway, he's too damn big, thick, and long, but he tastes so fucking good. My favorite lollipop.

His hands slid either side of my head, his hips rutting my face as he fucks my mouth. I gag on his cock as he pushes himself so far down my throat I can feel all the oxygen leaving my lungs. It pulls at my stomach, tightening the muscles, causing me to groan, my pussy to pulse.

He yanks himself out of my mouth and tells me, “Get up.” as he drags me to my feet. I groan because I wanted to make him come, I wanted to drink him down. As if reading my mind, he tells me, “Next time, beautiful. Right now, you're mine.”

Oh, God!

This is how I like Jett. When he's about to lose control, and his animal instincts kick in. “Kneel on the edge of the bed.” I do as he says, climbing onto the middle of the bed right at the edge. I want him so badly my breathing is out of control, and I can’t calm down.

I think I might come before he's even touched me! Every time he's near me, I get so damn horny that I could hump thin air and bring myself off!

His fingers touch my soaked pussy lips, spreading them apart, his finger rubs at my clit before he rams two thick fingers inside of me.

I'm clutching at the expensive sheets my brother no doubt forced the hotel to bring in especially for me. My pussy is clamping down on Jett's fingers, my ass tightening, my back arching, I'm coming and can't even stop it!

“Jett!” I scream his name. Fuck! My toes are curling!

I gasp at the feeling of him standing behind me, his skin against mine. “Open your legs wider. Good girl.” I part my legs wider for him, just slightly, then he grabs my upper arms and jolts me forward then back sharply. Fuck, yes! This is what I want. This is how I like my filthy outlaw biker husband. Rough.

“Oh, god, yes!” I bite my bottom lip. God, this makes me hot!

“How bad do you want me, baby?” He whispers in my ear.

“Jett, please, I want you so badly right now. I’m aching for you. Please, I need you inside of me. My husband.”

“Good girl,” I feel his cock against me, sliding up and down my pussy. He is so hard for me, and I am so wet and ready for him. It doesn't take much for me to be ready for him. That's how badly he turns me on.

Jett doesn’t let go of my arms, but he pushes me forward a

nd down a little, forcing my ass further into him. He slams his cock so hard into me that I have to bite my lip; I have to stop myself from screaming. I don't know why, no one would dare say anything, but it came naturally. I need to take myself out of the mindset that we need to be careful, that no one finds out about us.

God, I’m throbbing so badly, every hard, deep thrust pushes me higher, and I wish to God Jett would let go of my arms, I need to claw at something.

“Jett, oh god. Fuck!” Fuck, he’s so deep inside of me, this feels so good, it's never felt so good!