RIDE: The Complete Delancey Brothers Trilogy (11 page)

Right. Fucking. Now.

I came face to face with her white cotton panties. They looked so clean, so pristine, laying there covering her sweet little mound. I grinned at the idea of messing those panties up.

Things were about to get messy.

I nipped her pussy through her panties and she moaned. Then I lifted them to the side and slid my tongue up and down her soft lips. She grabbed my hair, tugging hard.

"Jackson..."

We were off to a good start.

Hmmfff... she tasted good.

Sweet and warm and womanly. I wanted to drive my tongue inside her again and again. But I didn't.

Oh no, this time she was going to have to wait. Or at least, wait as long as I could possibly hold out. I knew it might not be long so I had to drive her crazy as quickly as possible.

I was already more than halfway there myself.

I hoisted her hips so that they rested on my thighs and rubbed my cock against her now soaking wet panties. My fingertip circled her clit. I stared down at her as I teased her into submission.

Then I reached down and tugged on her nipples.

That was it. She started to come. I lifted my hands away and stopped, watching as she groaned in frustration.

Then I started again. Stroking her while I ground my cock into her softness.

We were both going to lose it soon if I didn't get the show on the road. I just wanted to tease her a little bit longer... She started to buck against me and I stopped again.

"Jackson!"

This time I lowered myself back between her thighs. I pulled her soaking wet panties off and grinned at her.

"Somebody made a mess."

She whimpered as my breath fanned her gorgeous pink pussy. She was soft and smooth but not waxed completely bald. I hated that. I wanted a woman, not a plastic doll.

I went to town, starting slowly and working up to speed. My tongue was on her slick lips as I worked her clit with my finger. I felt her starting to peak and drove my tongue inside her.
 

I wanted to feel every single tremor.

Angie was tossing her head around as she came. She was not stopping either. Her body shuddered uncontrollably. I switched it up, sliding my finger inside her and pulling her clit into my mouth.

She screamed.

I clamped my hand over her mouth and kicked my shorts off.

She was still convulsing as I pressed the tip of my cock against her puffy lips. I groaned as I pushed inside her, sinking in slowly. Her lips opened sweetly, hugging me as I bore down on her.

It was like sinking my dick into a magical, secret place that held me in just the right way. I wanted to push my cock in to the hilt and fuck her like a jack hammer. But I couldn't. She was too tight.

I held myself back with everything I had, afraid to hurt her.

That's when I felt her legs wrap around my waist.
 

And yank me toward her. She wanted me deeper. Well, alright then.

With a groan I slid in until I was all the way inside her. I was balls deep in the sweetest, tightest, silkiest pussy I'd felt in my life. Angie had the Rolls-Royce of pussies.

Hell, it didn't even compare.

I grunted as I started to move, taking tiny thrusts as I barely withdrew. I didn't want to lose the amazing feeling of being inside her, even for a second. But biology took over and soon I was riding her for all I was worth. I kissed her deeply, our tongues dancing as I plowed her hard and fast.

I bit her neck as she started to come beneath me, making a breathy, squeaky sound that was sexy as hell.

Her pussy massaged my cock, bearing down on it. That was it. It was more than I could take.

I roared as cum exploded from my cock, shooting into her like hot white magma. I thrust at her haphazardly, not stopping until the last drop was drained from my balls.

I stared down at the girl underneath me. She was still shuddering so I waited, loving the feel of her quivering little pussy creaming all over my shaft. Finally she stilled and I kissed her, rolling to the other side of the bed.

I closed my eyes as two things hit me.

One, that was the best damn orgasm of my life, bar none.

Two, I might be in a little deeper than I thought.

Much, much deeper.

Fuck me.

Angelina

I was freaking out. And not just a little. We had just done something very, very foolish.

"Jackson."

I poked his arm. The man looked like he was on cloud nine. Or unconscious. I poked him again.

"Jackson. Did you forget something?"

He grinned at me, his hands behind his head. He looked so relaxed and pleased with himself. I wanted to kick him.

I also wanted him to fuck me again, but that was beside the point.

"I don't think so darlin'."

"Yes, you did."

He reached out and ran his hand over my flank. His touch gave me chills, even though I bristled at his casual touch. He was stroking me just like I was his damn horse!

"What's that?"

"You forgot to put on a Goddamn condom!"

He smirked at me, rolling to face me. He pulled me against him, stroking my side. I felt something hot and warm against my stomach and glanced down.

For a second I could not believe my eyes. Then I felt that warm gooey feeling I got when he was close to me. Apparently he was ready to get a whole lot closer.

Jackson was hard again.

"I didn't forget."

"What?!?"

He pulled my hip against his hardness, lifting my leg up so he could press against me. I was soaking wet from my arousal and his seed. I moaned at the hot, silky feel of his shaft.

There was something magical about his cock, damn him. It sent electrical signals right through me. All the way through me.

I could feel them in my toes.

"I said-"

He shifted his hips and nudged his cock inside me with a fluid stroke.

"I didn't forget."

He bit my ear as he whispered into it.

"I took you as nature intended. Skin on skin."

"But-"

"No buts. I'm clean. And I know you haven't been with anyone in a long time."

He started thrusting into me slowly.

"What- oh God Jackson... How do you know?"

"Unfff... because. You are so- damn-
tight
!"

He rolled me onto my back, driving into me relentlessly. He leaned down and pulled my nipple into his mouth. I rocked against him, unable to stop myself.

"Fuck Angie you feel so fucking good."

I moaned, my hands against his chest. I wasn't sure if I should push him away or pull him against me. Not that I could have actually stopped him. The man was fucking me like a freight train.

A huge, relentless, sexy as hell freight train.

"But what about- oh God! What about a baby?"

He grinned at me as he rode me slow and hard.

"I told you, I'm keeping you. Of course you are going to give me a baby. That's part of the deal."

"What- oh God- Jackson-"

I came.

My whole body seemed to rise up off the bed as he circled his hips, riding through my convulsions. It didn't stop either. I was on a roller coaster ride and it had just started.

He reached down and grabbed both my ass cheeks, holding them firmly as he plunged into me again and again. Faster now. And harder. If that was even possible.

He was grunting like an animal as he fucked me six ways from Sunday.

I was rising... higher and higher. It seemed like it would never stop. I would never come. Just then I fell off the cliff. I saw stars as I had my third epic orgasm. At this point I didn't know where one started and the next one began.

"Stop- oh God- stop!"

He stopped.

I stared up at him in confusion, my orgasm slowing to a halt. He was braced above me on his forearms, his breath coming fast. He'd been about to finish and I'd told him to stop. And he actually did.

He did respect me after all. It made me feel warm and soft inside. At the same time it gave me all sorts of ideas.

An evil thought crossed my mind.

I smiled.

Chapter Fifteen

Jackson

"Angie- please."

I was flat on my back, every inch of my body tingling from her touch. Angie was running her finger tips all over my skin. She lowered those juicy lips of hers to my abdomen.

And bit me.

I held my breath, watching as she leaned over my cock and blew on it.

It bobbed helplessly in the air as she stared at it in fascination. She licked her lips with the pointy tip of her tongue. I moaned as she placed a very wet, very firm kiss on the tip of my shaft.

Then she smiled at me and moved away. Her sharp little teeth nipped my inner thigh next. I reached for my cock, desperate for release.

She smacked my hand away, wagging her finger at me.

"Be a good boy and you will get your reward."

I whimpered like a whipped dog as she worked her way down my legs and back up again. Once again she swerved around my cock to my stomach. It was like watching one of those torture movies. One where you were waiting for the axe to fall, while the subject begged for mercy.
 

Except I was living it.

She was licking my nipple now, her hand snaking down my chest to my shaft. I groaned in ecstasy as her hand slid over my rod, stroking and teasing it. She squeezed the base and smiled at me.

"Have you been a good boy Jackson?"

I moaned, nodding my head eagerly.

"And will you continue to be a good boy?"

"Yes- oh God- yes ma'am I will."

"Okay then."

She was smiling at me as she lowered her head to my cock. Pleasure shot through me as she pulled it into her mouth, her tongue swirling against me deliciously. She made a throaty sound of appreciation that vibrated me all the way down to my sac.

"Oh fuck!"

I watched in awe as her head bobbed up and down on my shaft. She was twisting her head, running her tongue over the tip with each stroke. I felt my cum rising inside me, ready to explode.

It turned out that little Miss Angelina Randall was a world-class cock sucker.

"Unfff... Angie be careful or I'm gonna..."

I cursed and grabbed her, tossing her onto her back. Then I dove forward, impaling her with my cock. She looked surprised as hell as I rammed myself into her, my cock spasming as I starting to cum.

"Fuck me! Oh God!"

I felt her body quivering in response and reached down to rub her clit. She wasn't getting off that easy. Hell no. Nobody was.

We were both getting off
hard.

"Unfffff!"

I grunted as I came, my cock pistoning in and out of her like a steam engine. Her sweet little pussy clamped down on me as she bucked wildly. I held on tight as she nearly threw me off her.

I knew how to ride rough.

I collapsed forward as the last of my seed sprayed out of me, careful not to crush her with my weight. We were both shaking from the exertion. I realized that I had been wrong earlier when I said I couldn't cum any harder.

That had only been the second most intense orgasm of my life.

This
was the first.

I rolled to the side, bringing her with me. I held her tight, not pulling out for a second. I wanted to stay inside her as long as possible.

She just felt that good. I nestled up against her, feeling supremely satisfied. All I had to do was fuck her three or four times a night until she was out of my system.

I felt my cock twitch, ready for round three.

"Jackson, I think that was a mistake."

"It's okay darlin', I'm not mad. We can take turns begging."

"No- not that."

I held her against me, a feeling of deep contentment washing over me.

"What then?"

"I think you should leave."

I leaned up on my elbow and stared at her.

"What?"

"It's nothing personal. I just think we got carried away and-"

"Damn right we got carried away. And we're about to get carried away again."

I looked down pointedly. My cock was still inside her. It was starting to rise again.

"Jesus Jackson, did you take one of those male enhancement pills or something?"

"Do I look like I need a male enhancement pill?"

I growled at her, flexing my hips to drive my cock a little deeper.

"I don't need any of that shit. I just need this."

I grabbed her ass and squeezed.

"Jackson- I really don't think-"

"Don't think baby, just feel..."

She pulled away from me and stood up, pulling on her bathrobe.

"Alright, that's enough."

And just like that, she kicked me out of her house.

Again.

Angelina

"Why? Why why why why?"

I stood under the shower, trying to loofah away the feeling of Jackson on my skin. I rubbed and rubbed until my skin was pink and tender.

It didn't do a damn thing.

I'd washed between my legs over and over again, even hopping up and down in an effort to get his sperm out of me. How could I be so stupid? How?

Short of getting a garden hose, I realized I was shit out of luck. That was probably dangerous anyway. He'd been all the way inside me when he came.

Both times.

That had to be deliberate.

Jackson Delancey wanted to knock me up.

I just couldn't figure out why.

The man didn't even like me. But he'd said something about keeping me as his own. I shook my head. He was obviously crazy. He was also the best lover I'd had in my life.

Ever.

I cringed, imagining all the women he must have practiced on. Who knew how many illegitimate children he had running around Nashville?

Maybe that was his 'thing.' Maybe he got off on knocking girls up. I was just the latest in a string of foolhardy women who let him get his rocks off without protection.

AKA future baby mama.

I groaned, leaning my head against the cold tiles.

What the hell was I going to do?

I could tell you what I was not going to do. I was not going to fall back into bed with Jackson Delancey every time he snapped his fingers. I was not going to walk towards his property with the dog.