Unbreakable (Highway Reapers Motorcycle Club Book 2) (6 page)

“As soon as I saw that I’d won, I knew there wasn’t anything I’d rather do than to clear both of our names and move on. I hoped that the only thing tying us together wasn’t our lousy luck and debts even though that’s what brought us together.”

Pulling her against him, he watched her face as he lowered his mouth to kiss her. It felt like he’d not seen her in a while because since yesterday he’d gone out of his way not to look at her too hard. It was painful because he didn’t know what was going to happen and where they were going to end up, but now it looked like he could see the sunlight at the end of this storm. He kissed her for bright beginnings… and a relief he didn’t know he’d ever feel again.

She seemed almost shy when he kissed her and figured it must be because they had always gone at each other like hungry lions in a feeding frenzy. There hadn’t been a lot of savoring, but honestly they hadn’t been together all that long. Had it only been five days? It seemed like he’d known her forever… maybe not forever, but much longer than one hundred and twenty hours, give or take.

Ella liked a lot of different things, and he was enjoying figuring out what she wanted when. There were times she liked to be a bit aggressive and others when she liked to be pursued. That she liked to be spanked made him hard periodically throughout the day just thinking about his big hands making her smooth pale ass turn pink.

Keeping his kisses light and fleeting, he put both hands on her ass and squeezed. It was difficult doing both of those things at the same time. He felt like he wanted to devour her, but he could tell she was enjoying the softness of his mouth on hers as he spread her thighs and brought her jean covered pussy up to meet his throbbing cock. He was thankful in a way that he didn’t ever remember being before, but he wouldn’t have thought that it would make his cock feel like granite.

She pushed at him a little, and he gave her some space to see what she was up to. Ella still looked a bit shy, but she tugged at his shirt, and he helped her while she held on to him. It would have been easier if he could have put her down, but she seemed content in moving around to help him get the shirt off.

“Your turn,” he said because he’d do anything to get her tits out and keep them free for as long as possible. If it were up to him, she’d not have a stitch of clothing on at any time. Helping her get her shirt and bra off was like a game because of the balancing act they were trying to achieve.

He tossed her gently on the bed and followed her. Parting her legs and sliding between them fitting his aching cock against the soft pussy he wished he could bang into at this moment, he brought her arms over her head to make an offering to her pink tipped breasts. Tyson sucked one then the other into his mouth, feeling a hunger that was hard to satisfy. The more he had of her, the more he wanted, and the louder she moaned, the harder he sucked. Concentrating on one nipple, he watched her face and the expressions that crossed in lightning speed. He saw desire, lust, want, and something else he didn’t know if he’d ever seen before, so he couldn’t put a name on it. There wasn’t a time that he’d studied a woman so closely or had been with them quite this long.

She was moving around trying to get more contact against what was probably her aching clit, but he wanted to play until he was content, and that wouldn’t be until she was moaning and panting for him as out of control as he felt.

“What are you doing, Tyson? You’re making me crazy, just make me cum.” Ella panted out, but it wasn’t good enough for him. He wanted her to remember this for as long as she lived. The danger, the dramatic win that would save them both and coming like she never had before. Moving up to kiss her mouth again, she wrapped her arms around his neck and held on like this ride could throw her off. He unsnapped her pants and slid his hands down the front until he felt the soft warmth against his fingers. Tyson knew that they both needed more room to work if they were going to get their money’s worth for this room.

“Take off your pants,” he said in a voice he wasn’t sure he liked. Tyson didn’t mind being aroused, but he despised sounding needy. He wasn’t sure if it was the situation of thankfulness that this craziness was over, or if it was the woman who’d made a way out of the predicament, but he wanted – no needed – to find release in her body, and he wanted her to do the same.

He watched as she took off her pants and her panties in record speed, and he took off the rest of his clothes at a slightly slower rate. Did he want to have her body under him as he filled her juicy pussy with his hard, throbbing cock? Yes, but as much as he wanted to come long and hard, he wanted to make this last for more than a few minutes. With the excitement of the information she’d shared with him and arousal of looking at her sexy little body, he could probably come as soon as he slipped into her warmth. There was no way in hell he was letting that happen because he wanted this to last.

Ella had laid back on the bed the way she was before he requested she remove her clothes and appeared to wait patiently, but her heaving breaths and the way he let her legs fall apart left her looking like a temptress beckoning him to explore her body. He moved closer to her and wanted to taste the pussy she was offering him. Using the tip of his tongue, he licked around her clit before pulling the hard nub into his mouth. Backing off her sweet spot, he released her from his mouth but inserted two of his thick fingers into her creamy opening. She pumped her hips like she was riding his cock and damned if that didn’t make his cock jump and bob like it wanted to be next. Watching her face, he noticed she was working really hard to get her body to the place it needed to be. Chasing an orgasm wouldn’t bring it to her faster but make it harder to reach. She put her hand in his hair and used it as a handle, but he didn’t want to miss a minute of how her desire played upon her face.

“You are so worked up and reaching for your orgasm. Just let it go. I swear I’ll bring it right to you. You’ll cum on my hand, then on my cock, so don’t worry I won’t leave you unsatisfied.” Tyson wanted to give her what she so wanted to get, but he knew her body was on the edge of giving her what she desired.

She stared up and him, and he continued to slowly rotate his fingers into her as he pushed his way into her sex enjoying the way her pussy clamped around his fingers. He couldn’t help but enjoy the feel of her squeezing his fingers any more than he could help enjoying her holding on to him like a lifeline and riding his hand like a pro.

“You’re almost there, Ella. Come for me, baby.”

She ratcheted her body higher and higher as she gripped his hair tighter in her hand. He knew she was trying to do as he told her and was fascinated watching her move, but he thought he could give her a little push, so he kissed her clit like it was a little tongue… licking and sucking like the French kisses she loved so much. The rhythmic clamping of her hot pussy on his fingers signaled the beginning of her powerful orgasm, and he could feel his body ramping up even higher to join her. Trying to get his thoughts away from his own body, he reached up with the other hand to fondle her breast knowing that would make her come even harder.

“Oh, Tyson, I’m coming…I’m coming,” she said as she gave into the orgasm he was trying to give her, but she pulled him to her for a kiss as she gushed and contracted around his fingers. It was like sharing her pleasure, and he loved the way she licked and sucked at his mouth as she tried to catch he breath.

She pushed him away, and he rolled to his back. His cock was so hard it was painful as it lay against his stomach. When she rolled on top of him and seated herself on his rigid member, her wetness was like a balm that didn’t bring relief but was soothing. Sliding from the base of his cock to the very tip, she skimmed her wet pussy up and down his shaft. Watching her face as she grinded her wetness against him, he couldn’t remember when he’d felt any sensations like this. He always used a condom, so he could feel the warmth and tightness of his partner, but he rarely, if ever, had felt a woman’s warm syrup surrounding him. It was intoxicatingly decadent and made him want to roll her over and fuck into her tight wet tunnel with deep hard strokes, but she looked like she was having so much fun, he held off.

“Do you like this?” Ella wasn’t a shy person. He’d learned that in the last few days, but for some reason she looked like she needed a confidence boost, and he was in the best place to give it to her, but with the need that filled his voice the last time he spoke, he wasn’t sure what would come out this time. He nodded his head, and she smiled.

She reached down, wrapped her hand around his cock, and gave him what must be the mother of all hand jobs. Using her hand, she made a pocket around his cock and slid him between her hand and her pussy. The wet sexy sound that her wet pussy made coupled with the look on her face made him try to find something other than how she was using his cock as her own masturbatory device to concentrate on. It was one of the most arousing things he’d ever seen or felt.

“I want to ride you. I want you so deep in my pussy you don’t ever want to get out.” She watched him closely, and he wondered what she saw… how she saw him that made her look so content. He still couldn’t wrap his mind around the fact that she wanted to pay that much money to get him out of this sticky situation that had been riding him so long.

“Mission accomplished. Beautiful, I’d live in your pussy if you’d let me,” Tyson said with a joke in his voice, but he didn’t think he’d ever said something so serious. She was beautiful towering over him and trying her hand at dirty talk.

She slipped his cock into her pussy before he could remind her to find a condom, or maybe he hadn’t really wanted to use one. Maybe he wanted to see what it would feel like to be inside her body without a shield. He hoped later he wouldn’t regret this, but this was just what he wanted.

Warm, wet, and wild. That’s how it felt to be ridden by a woman hell bent on making him crazy. Her pussy was the most amazing he’d ever been inside, and he was trying hard to let her do what she wanted, but she had about fifteen seconds before he spun this whole situation into one he liked a bit more. She looked like she was in her element as she rose up on him and slammed herself down on his cock. He kept his hands to his sides as he watched her rotate her hips and ride his cock all with a smirk on her face. Ella had to know she was teasing the bear with her expression and her super slow fucking. She ran her hands up her body, squeezing her breasts and pulling on her nipples.

That was it. He reached up and pulled her down to him as he kissed her full lips and wondered if she always tasted this good. Flipping her over so she was beneath him, she gasped as a full smile covered her face. He knew she was trying to goad him into something, and he was happy to appease her. He lifted off of her until he was kneeling on the bed. He wanted to see his cock disappearing and reappearing because it felt so amazing he wanted to remember this and put it in his spank bank when he needed a quick way to get off. Just thinking of that made something ache in his chest, but he wasn’t going to think about how solving the dilemma that brought them together would eventually lead them back to their regularly scheduled lives.

Balls deep. That’s how far he wanted to sink into her, and that’s what he did. Damned if it wasn’t one of the best feelings he’d ever had. He pulled all the way out and waited a beat before doing it all over again. Watching his wet cock emerge from her body was more arousing that he’d have thought. His slick cock was veiny and dark as he sunk into her again. She studied him as he marveled in the delights of her body, but he wanted her to be more involved. Placing his hand on her stomach he brought his thumb down to press on the nub that would bring her the most pleasure. He rubbed her in light circles while he increased the tempo and force of his thrust.

She placed her feet flat on the bed and worked to meet his thrusts. When he looked up at her again, what he saw would haunt him forever. One hand on her breast, she pulled hard at her own nipple as she worked to get as much of his cock into her as she could. He could help her out with that he decided as he slammed into her and pressed more firmly on her clit. Trying to get her off was working double time on him because the feeling of her sucking him into her pussy with her wet sugar walls was making him go faster and faster. The loud bellow that roared out of him couldn’t be contained as he fucked into her body again and again. Spurt after spurt, he filled her with his cum, and for a minute he didn’t think it would stop. Thankfully, midway through his spectacular orgasm, he heard her calling out to him and her god, so he was pleased he didn’t leave her hanging out there sexually. He didn’t know when he’d cum so hard or so much. Spent would be the word he used for himself, and when he looked down at his partner he’d have to say that pleased would be the word he’d use for her. 

Laying down on her briefly, he pulled her over on top of him so he didn’t have to take his cock out of her just yet. There was something that was pleasant and comforting about just leaving his cock in her pussy as her after shock like contractions rocked her body and his.