Series: Silver Spoon MC Series by Nichole Rose
Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16865 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16865 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
I reach for my hard cock and watch her eyes dilate as I stroke myself. “Touch yourself.”
“Can I touch you instead?” She sits up and crooks her finger at me.
Unable to resist her, I step closer and watch her take my cock in her soft hand. I close my hand over hers and show her how I like to be touched.
She’s a fast learner, and I’m close to coming within a few strokes. Oakley throws herself into the task, squeezing with the perfect amount of pressure. As her hand slides up and down my shaft, she runs her thumb over the sensitive head, spreading the wetness into my skin. “I’m about to eat you up.”
Pulling out of her hold, I kneel next to the bed and glance up to stare into her hungry blue eyes. “Hold on for the wild ride.” I run my tongue up her dripping wet center while my thumb grazes her clit. Oakley digs her nails into the back of my head and holds tight.
I go to work on her clit, causing her to chant my name as she comes.
I crawl up her body before sliding my finger into her still pulsing cunt. “Please,” she begs against my throat, and I lose control.
After placing my cock at her wet opening, I press forward, watching my little love’s face for signs she’s in pain.
Her tight walls resist my intrusion, but I slow down and give her time to adjust. “You’re so fucking tight.”
My patience pays off and her tight walls begin to relax. “Faster,” she urges me, and I can’t resist her pleas.
Oakley wiggles her hips, sending bolts of pleasure shooting down my spine. “Hold on.” Tossing the last of my control out the window, I thrust into her tightness over and over again. Her sharp nails dig into my shoulders while she wraps her silky legs around my hips.
Reaching between us, I press on her clit and Oakley growls against my throat, “Do that again.” I rub hard circles on her clit before hooking her leg over my arm. The change in position gives me the room to slide deeper. The tingling at the base of my spine tells me I’m about to come. I lean over and bite down gently on one of her nipples as we both go over the edge.
“I love you,” I grunt against her ear as my cock empties deep in her pussy.
“I love you, too.” Oakley runs her fingers across my back up to my shoulders. She pulls my head down for a kiss and gives her hips a little wiggle. “When can we do it again?” Her question wakes up my cock and the fucker immediately hardens.
Watching her face for any signs it’s too much, I slowly begin to fuck my little love all over again.
Chapter Eight
Oakley
My eyes roll back in my head as he picks up speed. I raise my hips to meet his thrusts and ignore the tiny bites of pain. Pleasure overrides the discomfort as another orgasm races up my spine.
Rafe sighs my name against my throat as his hardness empties deep in my pussy. I whimper a little when he pulls out and drops to his back.
“Are you okay, baby?” He slowly rubs circles on my back as I relax against him.
“I’m a little sore, but it was worth it.” I kiss his chest.
“Come on.” He slips out of bed and holds out his hand. “A hot bath will help the soreness.”
Rafe runs the warm water before standing in the tub and signaling me over. “I promise to be good.” He smiles and sits in the tub. “Until you recover.”
“You don’t have to be good on my account,” I tease and slip into the hot water between his legs.
“I plan to be very good to you.” Rafe takes a sponge and pours shower gel on it before starting to slowly run it over my body.
“Uh.” I shiver, feeling his cock hardening against my back. “I don’t think the bath is having the effect you intended,” I groan as his erection presses into my skin.
“Be good.” Rafe kisses the side of my neck. “Or I’ll have to spank your luscious ass.”
“That isn’t a threat.” I lean back against him and let the warm water do its job.
After our marathon lovemaking, we fall asleep with Rafe’s strong body surrounding mine. I sleep soundly and wake up to find sunlight peeking through the blinds. Soreness in my southern region reminds me of how we spent the night. “Stop wiggling around,” Rafe grumbles behind me, and I realize I’ve been rubbing my rear end against his rapidly hardening cock.
“Or what?” I glance over my shoulder and wiggle my eyebrows. “Will you spank me?”
I gasp when he flips me onto my back and leans over to place his nose against mine. “Your sore ex-virgin pussy is the only thing stopping me from turning your ass red and then fucking the hell out of you.”