by Jessie Cooke
He heard and felt her moan. He felt it rumble up out of her chest and then he swallowed the sound of it. It was a deep, sexy moan and the idea that he was eliciting that from her caused him to shudder. He slid his hand down her back and cupped one of her perfect cheeks. They were round and firm, but the skin was so soft. He caressed it and that seemed to make her wriggle against him more, pressing her body down harder into his aching, swollen shaft. Breaking the kiss and taking her by the waist, he pulled her body up so that her breasts were even with his face. Softly she whispered, “Fuck,” as he sucked one of her big nipples into his mouth. He felt her arch her back and open herself up to him more. He reached up with his hand and while he sucked, licked and rolled the one with his tongue, he rolled the other between his thumb and forefinger. He read the cues she was giving him, her sighs and moans, and he went with that, pinching harder or sucking faster. He used his teeth to nibble her slightly and she breathed out a “Fuck yeah!” He moved over to the other breast and while he attacked that one, his rough hands began to explore her smooth body. He slid them down her back and over the curve of her ass, grasping her thighs and sliding his fingers up close to her pussy, but not touching it...yet. She moved her hips like she was trying to get him to touch it, and God, he wanted to...but he also wanted this to last, maybe forever.
Beck suddenly pulled away from him, rolling to the side and lying next to him on the bed. For a second he almost panicked and thought she’d changed her mind, but before he knew it, she was up on her knees and pulling at his shirt. He hesitated for a second, but she was determined to get him to take it off. Finally, deciding that the worst that could happen was she threw him out, he helped her get it off. He watched her face as she looked at his neck and his chest. She frowned and once again he thought it was all over. But then she brought her fingers up and touched the scar that framed his throat, softly, almost like she was fascinated by it. Her sexy eyes began to roam his chest then, and her fingers followed, touching each scar softly, individually, and something about the way she did it was unbelievably sexy.
When Beck’s fingers reached his belly, she bent down and put her hot mouth on the skin next to them. She began to suck on his flesh while letting her hand slide down into his pants. He gasped when he felt her touch his cock. Beck lifted her head up and looked at his face. Giving his cock a little squeeze, she said, “That’s what I’m talking about, big boy. Take off these pants and fuck me.”
Jace’s only regret in getting his pants off was that Beck had to let go of his throbbing cock so that he could get them down. As soon as they were gone, he lay back down and started to pull her up on top of him again. Beck resisted and instead, he felt her head dip back down toward his cock. Her soft hair tickled his belly at the same time that the tip of her tongue touched the head of his cock and sent jolts of electricity traveling through him so fast, and so hotly, that he was surprised they weren’t shooting out of the tips of his fingers and toes. She opened her fat lips and he felt her take the head of his cock between them. It felt so good he wanted to cry. He almost laughed at the thought of how fucking stupid that would look...but fuck, she was good.
She slid her lips down his shaft, slowly taking more of him into her mouth, licking him as she did. She sucked in as much of him as she could...more than most women did...and then she held him in her mouth for several seconds and he felt her swallowing. Each time she swallowed, her throat muscles tightened and caused a chain reaction that made her lips tighten around his cock. He groaned out loud and the sounds she was drawing from him seemed to excite her more. She put both of her legs between his, and then she slid down until her belly was touching the mattress and she had most of his cock still in her mouth. She sucked, licked, scraped her teeth, sucked harder, licked more, and used her hand to stroke his shaft up and down. She licked up one side and down the other and then licked across his heavy balls, almost coaxing him into emptying them before he was ready. If Jace were a praying man, he would be praying at that moment that he didn’t choose this time in his life to ejaculate prematurely. He might have to kill himself if he did absolutely anything to screw this up.
He took the sweet, ecstatic torture as long as he could and when he couldn’t stand it a second longer, he pulled her off him and lifted her body back up on top of him. He didn’t stop until he had his face between her thighs and then he let go of her and let her settle her pussy down on top of his waiting, eager, and hungry mouth. Her pussy was soaked, and his face became instantly saturated with her sweet juices. His tongue wanted more and he began to use it to explore the soft, wet folds of her pussy, licking her from one end of her slit to the other, stopping to flick around and over her swollen, hard clit. He sucked at her clit and she whimpered and moaned, so he sucked it harder. She reached down and put her hands behind his head and pulled it up so that he was suffocating between her legs...but what a way to go. He almost smiled at the thought of them finding him there...with his tongue on the hot girl’s pussy.
Jace pleasured her until she had an orgasm that even he almost felt. She was even hotter when she was in the throes of passion. She reached up as she was about to come and grabbed her own hair and pulled at it, biting down hard on her lip...Jace hoped to keep from screaming. So. Fucking. Hot.
She barely paused to catch her breath before she was sliding down his body, leaving a trail of the evidence of her pleasure all over him as she went. When she reached his pelvis, she spread her legs, straddled him, and rubbed her pussy all over his poor, aching cock. He felt like he was losing his mind as she teased him, and just when he thought he couldn’t take a second more, she rose up on her knees and reached down and took him in her hand. She gave him a squeeze and just one stroke that almost caused an eruption...and then at last she placed him where he wanted to be since the second he saw her, and she slid down so that his throbbing erection filled her up. The soft, pliable walls of her pussy wrapped around him and he was in so much ecstasy that he forgot his own name.
Beck kept her eyes open and locked into his as she started to move up and down his shaft. She licked her lips from time to time and caused him to shudder. It was surreal, being there with her...but Jace was going to savor every second of it, and he planned on remembering it until the day he died. He already knew that the image of her sitting up on top of him with his cock buried inside of her would bring him hours of fodder for his masturbatory fantasies.
Jace put his big hands on her hips and began to move his own. They fell into a rhythm and it was unlike anything he’d ever felt before. The more excited he got, the harder he thrust up into her. Beck was no bystander, she gave as good as she got...meeting each one of his thrusts hungrily. The look on her face was too much for him as she readied herself to have another orgasm. He sat up as much as he could, wrapped one big arm around her back, and pulled her toward him like a savage, claiming her sexy mouth with his and kissing her and sucking and biting at her lips like he wanted to devour her...which he did.
Beck moaned into his mouth, hard and loud, as her body convulsed and he felt a second rush of warm fluid cover his cock. He hadn’t even thought to put on a condom. He had wanted her so fucking bad. But truth be told, he doubted a woman like her would be looking to get pregnant by an ugly SOB like him, so fuck it. He groaned into her as he reached his own peak. It was like the fastest, wildest freefall he could ever imagine. By the time he finished, he was dizzy and his body felt like it was on fire. Beck collapsed forward onto his chest. She felt so good, lying there against him and the feel of her body caused his to take longer to calm down than it should have. Later, he would have to remind himself of that moment. She did let him finish. She let him come down. Then, as she rolled off him and collapsed on her belly on top of the sheets she said:
“Do me a favor, big guy...lock that door on your way out, huh?” Jace wasn’t sure what he’d been expecting...but that sure as hell wasn’t it.
6
Blair was up before Wolf and when he went out into the kitchen in sear
ch of coffee, he found his beautiful wife and a breakfast spread on the table that was fit for a king. He put his arms around her and kissed her first and then he said, “What’s all this about?”
She shrugged. “You had a hard day yesterday. I just wanted today to start out right.”
“I love you, and this is great. But you know just starting it with you, and maybe a cup of coffee or two, would have been enough.”
“I know, but we haven’t had a chance to sit down and have a meal together for a while. So, sit and eat...and talk to me.”
Wolf chuckled as he took his seat at the little table. “Is that what this is all about? You want to use food and that sexy outfit to lure me into telling you what exactly happened yesterday?” Wolf and Blair talked about almost everything. But, with her being a probation officer and some of his business not being exactly on the right side of the law, they came to an agreement not long after they were married that there were some things he could keep to himself. For the most part, Blair had been okay with that. But sometimes curiosity got the better of her, especially when the police were involved.
She sat a mug of coffee down in front of him and poured one for herself before sitting down and saying, “I’m hurt. A woman can’t just want to enjoy a nice meal with her man?”
He smiled at her and began to ladle scrambled eggs onto his plate. “Anytime baby, thank you.” He was stabbing a waffle with his fork when she said:
“I heard Alex Morrison was the one they arrested here yesterday.”
He chuckled again. He had no reason to keep anything about Morrison from her. She knew the story and why the man insisted Wolf owed him a debt, Coyote’s debt. “Yeah. He probably made bail five minutes after they locked his cell, though. He’s a piece of fucking work.”
“He still trying to get you to pay Coyote’s debt?”
“He’s trying to get me to pay what he imagines is Coyote’s debt. You know, baby, as much as I hate that fucking asshole, I would have paid him, just to get rid of him, if I didn’t think he was full of shit. Coyote could be a bastard, but he never cheated anyone out of money as far as I know. No one who was around then believes Coyote cheated him either. The club never ended up with a load of guns to sell that they hadn’t paid for. Back when Morrison started making noise about all of this, Manson and I went through the old records, and there’s nothing there that isn’t documented really well. Granite was always on top of shit.”
“How many of his guys were shot yesterday?”
“Four.”
“How many dead?”
“One. The big guy he came in with is dead. He was going to kill me. Jace and Bruf managed to take the others down without killing them.”
“That’s good. So which one shot the guy that was going to kill you?”
Wolf wasn’t sure he was ready to talk about Beck. He didn’t know enough about her yet...and his old lady would be full of questions. So instead of telling her what he thought he knew he said, “I’m not sure yet. Meeks will be calling back when all the ballistics are back on who shot who.”
“You think they’ll charge Jace or Bruf with anything?”
“I don’t think so. Morrison and his crew came onto our property looking for a fight. Our guns were all registered and legal, so we should all be okay.”
“I’m glad. I can’t even begin to tell you what I was feeling when I heard the gunshots only a few minutes after you went out to the shop, baby. I’d appreciate it if you didn’t do that to me anymore.”
Wolf laughed. “I’ll do my best, baby. These pancakes are amazing, by the way.”
She smiled. “I’m glad you like them. Oh! I got some whipped cream and strawberries for them. I forgot to put them out.” Blair got up to get them and Wolf popped the rest of his pancake in his mouth. When she turned back around she said, “Oh, well, you can just have strawberries and cream, I guess.”
“I was thinking more like, my sweet baby and cream,” he said with a grin.
Blair smiled and set the cream and strawberries down on the table. Wolf stood up and put his hand on the side of her face. He pulled her to him and kissed her lips, softly. He reached down then and picked up a big, red strawberry. Dipping it in the cream, he brought it up to her lips and Blair bit into the center of it. Wolf leaned down and bit into the other side and the juice from the strawberry ran down both of their faces. Wolf put a hand in Blair’s dark hair and tipped her head back slightly so he could lick the sticky juice off her face and run his tongue down her neck. Blair shivered and moaned. Wolf loved the sound of her moans. Sometimes she didn’t even have to touch him. Just making her moan and giving her an orgasm was enough. He moved his hands to the front of her shirt, and while he unbuttoned it, Blair softly licked the strawberry juice off his lips. His beard was stained with it, but he didn’t care.
Once he had her shirt opened he picked up another strawberry, dipped it in cream, and slid it in the cleavage of her breasts. He could hear her breathing becoming ragged when he leaned down and began licking all around it, finally biting the strawberry in half and letting the rest of the juice run underneath the front of her bra and down her stomach. Wolf pushed her blouse off, nearly ripping it before Blair took over. She dropped the shirt on one of the kitchen chairs and Wolf used his tongue to pull the rest of the strawberry out from between her breasts while unhooking her bra. Once it was loose, he pulled that out of his way and groaned at the sight of her naked, perfect tits. No matter how many times he saw them, they still did crazy things to his body.
He stuck his finger in the whipped cream and wiped it on one of her nipples and did the same to the other. Blair gasped as he wiped the cold cream around her nipples and Wolf watched with lust as it caused them to harden almost instantly. He leaned down and began to softly lick the cream off one side. Once he had the hard nipple cleaned off, he sucked it into his mouth and spent some time sucking it and nibbling on her nipple. Blair arched her back and put her hands in his long, thick hair, holding him to her chest as he moved over and began to pleasure the other side.
When Wolf pulled his face back up and claimed her mouth again, Blair’s hands went to his waist, pushing down the shorts he was wearing until his hardening cock was released. She pulled out of the kiss and said, “My turn.” Wolf groaned when he saw her dip her fingers into the cream. She kept her eyes on his face and a smile on her lips as she ran her cream-covered fingers up and down his shaft and around the head of his cock. She licked her plump lips and then dropped to her knees and took the base of his cock in her hand. Wolf groaned again as soon as she touched the tip with her tongue. She licked the cream off, slowly and seductively, looking up at her old man while she cleaned him off. His cock was fully hard by the time she got all the cream off, but she wasn’t finished. She opened her lips and took his throbbing, twitching cock in between them, sucking him in against her hot, wet tongue. Wolf put his hands in her soft hair and held on while she sucked, bobbing her head up and down, letting the tip of his cock land in the back of her throat each time. Wolf wound his fingers through her hair, pulling tighter as he got more excited. He thrust his hips forward and back as she slid her lips up and down. They had mastered this dance...and it was one of Wolf’s favorites.
Blair sucked like a vacuum until Wolf was ready to explode, and then he tried to pull her off. She wasn’t ready, and when he said, “Baby...I’m about to come,” she smiled around his cock and he felt the vibrations of her throat as she said:
“Yes,” with him still deep in her mouth. Wolf growled and tightened his grip on her hair. It was only seconds later when he let himself go. Blair still didn’t pull away. Just like with the whipped cream, she used her tongue to clean off every drop. Wolf’s legs were shaking when she finished and he reached down and grabbed her underneath her arms, lifting her off the floor and swinging her up to sit on the counter top behind them. He put his hands in the elastic of her shorts and she lifted her hips so he could rip them off her, taking her panties with them. Wolf bent down then
and Blair said, “You forgot the whipped cream.”
“Huh-uh, you’re sweet enough just the way you are, baby.” Wolf used his fingers to open her up and he used his tongue to tickle her between her lips. He ran it up and down, causing her to squirm all over the counter and then he found her opening and shoved his tongue inside, as deeply as he could go. Blair whimpered and wrapped her hands up in his hair. She flexed her hips up as her body responded to what he was doing to her. He spent a lot of time licking her and when he heard her breathing getting shorter and he felt her body beginning to stiffen, he moved his mouth up and bit down on her swollen clit. He knew exactly what that would do for his sexy baby. Blair loved that—as soon as he bit down and flicked his tongue across the engorged button, her orgasm slammed into her and she screamed out his name as she came. Wolf licked her softly until he’d coaxed her completely through it and then he stood up straight and kissed her lips again. Blair smiled, her eyes half open and her cheeks flushed with excitement. “Thank you for breakfast, baby. It was delicious.”