Size Matters (Chaos and Carnage MC 1)

He teased the edge of the waistband, and she didn’t think he was going to do it, but all of a sudden, his fingers went beneath the sweatpants. He touched her pussy over her panties. Again, they were ugly, but he hadn’t exposed them.

Maddie should have known it was only going to be a matter of time before he did that though.

He let her go and crouched down, grabbing the waistband of the pants and tugging them until they hit the floor.

She cried out, but he held her still and firm.

The panties, he tore them from her body. Other than the cast, she was completely naked. She tried to cover herself, but as Bull stood, he captured her arms and placed both of her hands behind his neck.

“Keep them there, Maddie.”

She wanted to hide. So he didn’t see all the lumps and bumps on her body, but Bull put his hands on her hips.

“Now, I want to fuck you so bad. Do you know how long I’ve imagined this moment?”

“You’ve imagined having me naked in front of a mirror?” she asked.

He laughed. “No. But I’ve imagined many times stripping you naked, spreading you out, and tasting every single inch of you.” He let go of her hip and traced a finger around her body, going up her stomach, between the valley of her breasts, then back down, straight toward her pussy.

Bull cupped her between her thighs, and she gasped, taken aback by the touch. It was so bold, so full of ownership. She truly believed him when he claimed her body as his own.

“You feel wet for me, Maddie.”

“Please,” she said.

“Has any man ever touched you like this?”

“No.”

“Good. I’m going to be all of your firsts. That boy from all those years ago doesn’t count.” He slid a finger between her slit and she cried out.

Maddie didn’t know how he did it, but he touched the spot she wanted so desperately to be touched.

Bull groaned as he fingered her. “I need to taste you.”

She didn’t know what he meant until he moved them both toward the bed and had her flat on it within seconds.

How did she go from looking at herself in the mirror to being flat on her back like this?

Bull was careful as he moved her leg out of the way. With the other, he squeezed her thigh, lifting her leg. Both of his hands grabbed her ass, and then she was in heaven. His mouth was on her pussy, licking between her slit.

She cried out, lifting up and rocking against him as he teased her.

His touch was unlike anything she’d ever felt before in her life. He knew exactly what he was doing. His lips were magical, sending her higher than ever before on a pleasure point that she didn’t think she was ever going to come down from.

Her teeth sank into her lip as she tried to contain the noises, but Bull had other ideas. “Let me hear how good this is for you.”

He took her clit between his teeth, using just enough pain to make it almost too much to be good, but he soothed it out with the flat of his tongue, tracing across her clit as he moved back and forth, working her up. She had read books about this but had never once felt it. She figured a man giving a woman pleasure like this was all in the pages, but Bull was bringing it to life. As he stroked over her clit, she felt that sparkle. The heat. There was no way for Maddie to hold in her screams as he took her over the edge, giving her her first, true orgasm.

****

The following day, Bull looked into the shop and smiled. Keeping Maddie at home all day had been a big mistake. Finding her in the bedroom, crying, had broken his heart. She had no reason to cry. At least he’d gotten something out of it, and that had been the beautiful sounds of her orgasm, not to mention the sweet taste of her. Just thinking about it made his cock hard as rock.

The car in front of him was suffering because of how distracted he was, but he couldn’t care.

Molly, the physical therapist, had told him Maddie’s progress was amazing, and she had no doubt she would gain full function of her leg in no time at all. Broken bones were subjective, according to Molly. The healing time all depended on the person.

“All finished, Prez,” Sweet said, wiping down one of the cars he’d been asked to fix up. This one had been damaged in a parking incident and had scratched half of the paint right off.

“Good job.”

Sweet nodded at him and whistled as he made his way around back.

“Do you want me to take over?” Pat asked.

Bull turned toward Pat with a raised brow.