Sinners are Winners (KPD Motorcycle Patrol 5)

Her eyes gleamed as she licked the seam between my balls.

My abs tightened.

“Maybe you can help me then,” she said, eyes hot with passion.

“Maybe,” I croaked.

Her hand stayed on my balls as she put her hand back on the base of my cock.

When I went to remove my hand, she shook her head. “No.”

I frowned.

“Keep it there, right above mine,” she whispered.

So I did.

And then she sucked the top of my cock into her mouth and started working me.

My hand fell into rhythm with hers, and I couldn’t focus.

Not with her hand on my balls, on the base of my cock, and her mouth on the tip.

There were just too many things to focus on, and even my own goddamn hand felt better than it ever had before.

I was nearly seeing double when I realized that I had my free hand in her hair, guiding her. Urging her on faster.

But I couldn’t stop myself.

Things just felt way too good for me to stop now.

I had to come down her throat.

I had to see my release in her mouth.

Had to.

“Fuck, I’m going to come in your mouth,” I growled.

Her eyes met mine from where she continued to suck me.

“You want that?” I asked.

She sucked harder.

I was taking that as a goddamn yes.

She started to squeeze me harder, her hands on my balls tugging instead of rolling them.

Then that sweet little tongue flicked the tip of me, poking into the hole, and I was lost.

She pulled away slightly when she felt me start to go, not all the way, but enough that I could now see her open mouth around my cock as she continued to work me with her hand. With my own.

I came hard then, shooting myself down her throat. On her tongue. On her lips.

All the while her eyes stayed locked with mine.

It was the hottest thing that I’d ever felt in my life.

Panting and unable to keep my footing, I went down onto the ground, pulling her into my body.

Her bare breasts pressed against my heaving chest, and I took a few long seconds before I said, “Goddamn.”

She pressed a kiss to my chest, right between my pecs, and began to get up.

“Where are you going?” I asked, tightening my hold.

“I was going to put my bra…” She hesitated when she saw the heat in my eyes.

“That was only round one, sugar,” I said. “By the time I’m done between your legs and my hunger for you is sated, I’ll be ready for round two.”

“What are you…”

She squeaked when I practically ripped her pants off of her legs.

They stuck awkwardly around her ankles due to the wetness and her shoes, but I eventually succeeded in getting her free.

Then I was tearing her panties down her legs much the same way I’d done her pants moments before.

“What on Earth…” She laughed as she rolled with me.

She was now on top of me, straddling my chest with her thighs.

“Come up here,” I ordered, patting her bare ass with my hands and pushing her slightly forward. “I want to taste.”

Her eyes dilated.

“I want you to put that pretty pussy right here,” I said, licking my lips.

Her nose went up in the cutest of frowns.

“What?” I asked, bringing her up where I wanted her by brute strength since she wasn’t cooperating.

She was now straddling my face, and I was maneuvering my hands so that they were wrapped around the inside of her thighs, spreading her wide for my viewing pleasure.

“I’ve…never done this,” she admitted. “I feel awkward.”

I looked up at her face, then slowly allowed my eyes to trail down the length of her body. Her breasts were flushed, nipples peaked, begging to be touched. Her belly was flat and quivering with anticipation, and her pussy?

Yes, that was nice and ripe, ready for my mouth.

I could see her juices gathering at her entrance, and I wanted nothing more than to lick them clean.

But I also didn’t want it to be uncomfortable for her.

For this to be pleasurable, she had to enjoy it. Had to be relaxed and not overthinking it.

“Completely natural,” I told her pussy, my mouth practically watering. “God, I want to taste you.”

She shifted, her pussy bumping my chin.

She hadn’t done it on purpose, but she might as well have.

I couldn’t stop myself from taking one single swipe of her pussy, tonguing her as best as I could with that one small touch.

She jerked, her eyes going wide, when mine lurched up to meet hers.

“Sorry,” I said. “I was going to try to talk you into doing it, but then you did that, and I couldn’t stop myself. I’ll be good.”

Her smile was barely there, but I knew she was warming up to the idea.

“That felt ridiculously good,” she admitted. “Do it again.”

I went up, using my abs since she was still too far away, and took another swipe, this time focusing on her clit since it was the only thing I could reach with her so far back.