Snitches Get Stitches (Bear Bottom Guardians MC 8)

“You don’t know what you’re doing?” I asked for clarification.

My brain was foggy, and I couldn’t quite get with the program.

After my three houseguests had gone to bed, I’d stayed up for another three hours helping Dad man the phones and set up work orders for the men to complete once they were finished with their current jobs.

As of right now, we still had about eight thousand people without power, and they were starting to get pissy.

Then again, I didn’t blame them.

I mean, they had no clue what we were doing, and how dangerous our jobs were. They also had no clue that we were working in such difficult positions.

They just knew that they paid for a product and it wasn’t getting delivered to them.

“Yes,” she whispered against my throat, causing shivers to steal down the left side of my body—the side of my body that she wasn’t pressed up against.

And that was when I realized that she wasn’t wearing any clothes.

Oh, holy mother of fucks.

“Baby…” I rasped.

“If you tell me no, I’ll leave,” she whispered. “But…I want this.”

“Theo, darlin’,” I tried again.

“I’m fairly certain of my decision,” she sounded certain.

“Theo…” I tried once more.

“I’ve been thinking about this—about you—since I left your bathroom in your robe. I pretended that your robe was you…Liner, I’ve never had an orgasm before. Never been kissed. Never had sex. Never anything…I’m literally the virgin Mary here. I had an immaculate conception. One that I don’t remember. Jesus, I just want you.”

I froze.

She was almost thirty years old and she’d never had an orgasm?

“I’ve had a baby, but I’ve never been naked with a man. I’ve never even been kissed,” she whispered.

That’s when my control broke.

She sounded so saddened by that fact that I had to kiss her. I had to show her what she was missing.

And I did show her.

By placing my mouth on hers in a kiss so soft that it could’ve not been there at all.

“I touched myself,” she informed me. “I stayed wrapped up in your robe and touched myself.” She swallowed hard. “I think I did it wrong.”

I squeezed my eyes tightly shut and pulled away, knowing that she’d regret this if she allowed it to continue on.

But, when I went to pull away, she followed me, straddling my body with her legs and pressing her bare pussy to my belly.

My cock, which was hating me for confining it in a pair of boxer briefs too tight, stiffened even further than it already was.

Her hair fell around us as she lowered herself down until her mouth was once again on mine.

And that little thread of control that I’d managed to hold on to unraveled, revealing the man that I was within.

The one that I kept hidden from everyone.

The one that wanted Theo with every single cell in his body.

There was no more trying to convince her that this was a bad idea.

Because it was a bad idea.

We both knew it. I knew it. She knew it. Hell, I was sure by the end of this night, even Castiel would know it.

But that didn’t stop me from placing my hands on her hips and pulling her down even harder against me.

That didn’t stop me from taking her mouth in a possessive kiss that showed her what it was really like to kiss a man—especially a man like me.

She gasped and pulled away, but one of my hands moved until it was buried in her curly hair, and I pulled her back down.

I tasted her, devoured her, and ultimately left my impression on her mouth.

She gasped into me, stealing my breath, and I practically shivered with delight.

I was a demanding man.

Out of everyone on this Earth, I was probably the last man that should be showing a virgin that’d never been kissed what it was like to do those things. But…I found myself supremely satisfied that I was the one that got to show her.

That I was the man that she was going to remember being her first in all things for the rest of her life.

I groaned into her mouth and loved the way she started to grind against me, rubbing her extremely wet pussy all over my hard belly.

My other hand came up off her hip to smooth up and down her thigh, letting her know my intentions before I made the move.

She lifted her hips, giving me access, and I took it.

Delving my hand between her thighs, I took one slow swipe from her clit to her entrance, testing her readiness, despite being able to feel it on my belly.

She was absolutely soaked.

So soaked, in fact, that I could fit my cock to her entrance and take her right then and there.

Not that I would.

But I could.

I could notch my cock at her entrance and forge my way inside, taking her in one long, slow push.