Bred by the MC Prez (Breeding Season 5) - Page 11

He put his hand on her stomach and began to glide down toward her pussy, cupping her through her jeans. If he hadn’t been riding his bike, he’d have demanded she only wore a skirt, but it would just have to do for now. After flicking the button open, he slid his hand inside, finding her panties.

Again, he was going to stop her from wearing them as he wanted nothing between them, especially when he got his hands on her. When he pushed past her panties, he found her wet, not too much, but he didn’t mind her not being too wet. He’d have a whole lot of fun getting her soaked.

Teasing over her clit, he took possession of her mouth once again, and when she gasped, he plundered in deep.

“I’m not going to fuck you here, baby. I’m going to save that for my bed, but I want to see you come.” He used a second finger to stroke over her clit and as he did, she opened her thighs a little wider. The tightness of the jeans got in his way and he was too desperate to wait to taste her.

Removing his fingers from her cunt, he grabbed her jeans and pushed them down hard to her ankles. It was a wriggle but he was able to remove one of her booted feet out of the jeans and lifted it over his shoulder as he crouched low.

“What are you doing?” she asked, her nerves palpable.

“You’re going to trust me because I’m going to make you feel so damn good.” Staring up at her pussy, he saw she had a fine dusting of pubic hair. When they got back to the clubhouse, he was going to have her completely bare when he did this next.

He opened the lips of her sex and saw how wet she was but it wasn’t enough, not for what he wanted. Taking her clit into his mouth, he sucked on it and her surprised scream was sweet music. She would need to get used to this. No man had ever been inside her and he had no problem licking and sucking her pussy. He intended to spend a great deal of time between her thighs, and not just to fill her up with his cum.

He flicked his tongue across the swollen nub, circling it before sucking it back into his mouth. Glancing up her body, he saw her eyes closed. Her hands clenched near her thighs.

“Look at me, Beth,” he said.

She opened those pretty eyes and he smiled at her.

“You’re going to watch me do this to you, and you’re going to enjoy it.”

“What if I don’t?” she asked.

He used his teeth to create just enough pain to make her gasp but only to drive the need for release even higher. “Does that feel like you won’t enjoy it?”

“Please,” she said.

“I like to hear you beg.”

Gripping the curves of her ass, he ravished her pussy, licking, biting, and just relishing the taste of being the first man between her thighs. He wouldn’t penetrate her yet. When he took her precious cherry, he wanted to do it with his dick, to feel her split open and take him. He also wanted the evidence of her virgin state to bleed onto his sheets so he’d know, not that it would mean anything if she didn’t bleed.

He didn’t know what the fuck was happening to him. This drive had never consumed him with other women. He’d never cared about their pleasure, only his own.

“Please,” she said, begging him.

Forge knew he’d never get tired of hearing her.

He focused all his attention on her clit, sensing her body’s change, the drive toward orgasm, and he didn’t stop, letting her follow the peak, sliding over the crest until she fell over and screamed for more.

Seeing her come was one of the best sights in the world, and he wanted to do it again, but he wasn’t going to do it around the back of the diner. He had some tact. He pulled her jeans back on and eased them up her thighs, putting the button back through the loop before cupping her face.

She shook a little and he smiled down at her. “Are you okay?”

“I’ve never experienced anything like that,” she said.

“You’ve just had your first orgasm.”

“I have?” She licked her lips, looking left and right. “Can we do it again?”

He laughed, kissing her hard.

The taste of her was still on his lips but he didn’t care. Deepening the kiss, he plunged his tongue into her mouth. Beth wrapped her arms around him, holding him close.

“From now on,” he said, not pulling away from her. “Whenever you need release, you come to me.”

“I know.”

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