Hammer (Regulators MC 2)

Hell yeah, I do.

When a huge smile spreads across his face, I realize I said those words out loud. I blush, but he ignores my embarrassment and takes the statement as his green light to pull my panties down my legs. After he pulls them off, he runs his hands back up my body until he is holding my bare hips. Then he relaxes back on the couch, spreading his legs apart and pulling me between them.

Ethan then slowly leans forward and skims his lips from one hip bone to the other, placing little kisses along the way, stopping only to lick around my belly button. Then he turns his head slightly to the side and starts nibbling on my flesh as he works his way down to the crease of the top of my thigh, moving closer and closer to the bare flesh of my center.

I’m not sure how much longer I can take this exquisite torture before I push him back and take what I want. It’s like he knows he has me on a desperate edge, because he stops just short of touching my oversensitive flesh and blows a puff of air on my clit, making me moan, needy for more.

Glancing up, he orders in a husky voice, “Take off your bra and play with those pretty nipples. I wanna watch my woman give me a show while I lick her pussy.”

I’m not as confident in the bedroom as I am in my professional life. Still, I do what he tells me to, albeit shyly. Maybe hearing him call me his woman is what gives me the courage to play with myself while he watches. Running my fingers over my tightly beaded points, I watch as he leans forward, never taking his eyes from mine as he licks me. I can’t help the moan that escapes me as I throw my head back. The sensation of his tongue moving over my tender flesh feels so good.

“Look back down here. I wanna see your eyes while I eat you.”

I follow his directive, tipping my chin back down to face him, and he goes back to licking me. It takes everything in me not to close my eyes and just enjoy his tongue. I quickly realize it’s hotter to watch him taste me, his tongue pushing between my lips while I pinch my own nipples. Then he moves his tongue in a wicked dance over my clit while sliding one and then two fingers inside of me. It doesn’t take long for the rising tsunami of release to crash over me, submerging me in so much sensation I feel like every nerve in my body has come alive.

After giving me one last lick, Ethan leans back, pulls his wallet from his jeans, and sets it down on the couch next to him. Then he spreads his legs again, just a little wider, and tells me to kneel between them. Something inside me clicks, and I realize, even though I give the orders while I’m working, I like that he is giving the orders right now. He knows exactly what he wants, and he is not afraid to tell me to do it.

Kneeling between his legs, I smooth my hands over the denim on his thighs until I reach the button of his jeans.

He tangles both of his hands in my hair and pulls me forward until our lips are brushing then murmurs, “I want you to taste yourself on my lips. Then you’re gonna taste me, sugar. Get me nice and hard so you can climb on my lap and ride me like you’re gonna die if you don’t. When I’m ready, I’ll roll you over and show you how I need your pussy as much as I need my next breath. Got it?”

I can’t speak, so I nod, instead.

“Good,” he answers gruffly. “Get to it, sugar.”

That’s exactly what I do. I carefully pull the zipper over his bulging erection, rip his pants open, and then use both my hands to grab the waistband of both his jeans and his boxers and pull them down until they are stuck on his boots. I don’t mean to, but the sight makes me laugh.

“You shouldn’t laugh at a man when he’s showing you his dick.”

Looking back up, my laughter stops as soon as I see said dick. That baby is no laughing matter. It is big, throbbing, and beautiful, something I have never thought about a man’s penis before. His is thick, long, and going to stretch me in the most wonderful of ways.

I would rip his boots and pants off, but I don’t want to accidentally hurt him by doing so. Quickly but gingerly, I slips off his boots and the rest of his clothes until he is naked from the waist down.