Tex’s Angel (Savage Legion MC #11)

Chapter 14

Tex

T his woman is straight up killing me. She plays sexy games, and I love them far more than I should. So much so that at some point I lose track of who’s seducing who. I climb out of bed and pull down my underwear, giving her a long look at my now rock-hard cock.

And this pretty redhead looks her share. It’s real cute how she’s made of eyes when it comes to looking at my naked body. This moment is worth every workout I’ve ever done in my entire life.

Especially when she stands up and sheds her panties. Watching the tiny silken triangle of fabric slide down her legs flips all the right switches for me.

Finally catching a glimpse of those curves is enough to make my mouth water. I want to kiss every inch of her, suck her nipples until she’s screaming for mercy, and lick her pretty pussy until she comes hard. I’m going to make her come so hard and often that it drives any thoughts of other men from her mind when we’re together.

It’s been months since I was with a woman, I wasn’t lying, and it sharpens my craving for the one I’ve been crushing on all this time. My possessiveness doubles and then triples all before I position myself on the bed and gesture for her to get comfortable. “Knees on my shoulders. I want to see that pretty pussy.”

She swings her legs on either side of me and scoots up. As her pussy briefly brushes my cock I moan. My hands come out and cup her sweet ass and pull her closer so her pretty little slit is just above my face.

Since I’m holding her with both hands on her sweet ass cheeks, I can’t pull her slit open. However, her legs are spread open enough for me to get in my first lick. Clara tastes as good as she smells. I learned long ago that there is no taste on God’s green earth better than the taste of a woman. All of them are different, unique, and I’ve personally never met one I didn’t like. That said, Clara’s pussy is luxurious by comparison to anything I’ve ever known. God help me for thinking it, but she’s what I’ve been missing in life these last few years. Even visually, her pussy is prettier and softer. Some women are pink, others are a dusty color, almost brown. Clara is almost cherry red, like her pouty lips.

I take a deep breath and slide my tongue along her slit, colliding with her clit. I get lost in the taste and texture of her pussy. Needing more, I roll her onto her back on the bed. Then I quickly get between her legs and use my hands to part her lips. I’m not rough but I want to get a good look at her womanly gifts.

I know every man thinks women are beautiful but my God, Clara looks like a fifties pin up girl in a lot of ways, lovely, good, and wholesome. I guess that I’m staring for too long because she asks, “Did you change your mind?”

“Fuck no. Only a complete idiot would think y’all are anything but perfect.”

She pulls at her hair on one side near her shoulder, making a little ponytail and tells me nervously, “I worried that I might taste weird or something. I always worry about that.”

“Here, sugar,” I say as lean over her body and bring my lips to hers. “Taste yourself on my lips and tell me if y’all aren’t the sweetest thing in the whole damn world.”

I kiss her long and hard, just like I’d always dreamed of doing when she belonged to another man. I never thought he deserved her, not ever. Hell, I don’t even deserve her, not really. But I’m a selfish bastard when it comes to Clara. I’ll give her a world of pleasure anytime she lets me.

My hands come up to cup her full breasts and I tease her nipples. She moans into my mouth, letting me know how much she likes my kisses and my touch. Before I can even think of backing off, her hands are both on my cock, exploring briefly before they start stroking. This sweet, sexy woman has a firm grip, one fit to bring me to my knees all too soon.

I can’t let her make me come before her. It’s a matter of pride for me that all the women I’ve ever slept with get their pleasure first. I slide my cock out of her hands and place them above her head. “Keep your hands there, darlin’. Don’t move. Your job is to lay back and enjoy all the pleasure I’m gonna give you, okay.”

She smiles at me and blushes some more, which just so sweet it steals my heart. I give her one more quick kiss before moving down her neck and then down to her breasts. I can tell she loves to have her nipples sucked and teased because they turn into sharp little points while she writhes on the bed, trying to keep her hands in place. “Grab the headboard if you need to, sweetness.” When I get to her pussy, I glance up at her and say, “Open up for me, beautiful. I want your knees all the way up.”

I watch as she slowly complies. I lean over and give her a quick kiss. “Thanks, sugar. Your trust means everything to me.”

She gives me a kiss back and whispers, “I like the way you are in bed.”

Her softly spoken words hit me right in the feels.

“You too, sweetness. You too,” I say before moving down for the main event. A lot of men think getting their dick wet is the main event. For me, it’s about having a beautiful woman under my tongue, squirming with pleasure, and having one orgasm after another. Seeing them come apart and knowing I did that has always been the ultimate thrill for me.

I go to town on Clara’s pretty clit, patiently seeing what she responds the most strongly to. When I find it, I slide in one finger and then two, slowly opening her for my thick cock. I search around until I find her g-spot and use it to help trigger one orgasm after another until we’re three deep. When she starts shoving my face away, I wipe my mouth on the back of my hand like the country boy I am and ask, “Do you want my cock or are y’all done for the night.”

She bolts up to a sitting position and her arms come up around my neck. “No, don’t stop. I want to feel you inside me.”

I grin at her eager tone. “Y’all sure about that? If you’re all worn out, I can wait.”

Shaking her head, she begins to pull me down over her. God knows, I come willingly. Her long legs come up on either side of my waist and she begins running her hands over my body, clearly looking for the spots that turn me one. She finds them in no time. My neck and ears are super sensitive and touching me there sends a jolt of hot arousal straight to my cock.

When I test to make sure she’s still wet for me, she whispers, “I’m good. I promise.”

Taking her at her word, I bring my cock to her entrance and begin pressing it in. She wiggles into a more comfortable position and tilts her hips to give me a better angle. Clara is so fucking considerate in bed that I might want to simply stay here the whole rest of my life. Shaking that crazy thought from my head, I give a few thrusts and find myself balls deep in her warm, tight body. “Fuck, y’all feel amazing.”

She gives one of my ass cheeks a sharp slap and murmurs, “It would feel a lot better if you would move.”

Secretly, I love the way she’s bold enough to ask for what she wants. So much so that I reward her with a pull out and a firm thrust. Her eyes practically roll back in her head with pleasure. So, I do it again and again, getting a little rougher with each thrust.

Since she’s moaning for harder, I give the lady what she wants. Then roll over pulling her on top of me so she can take me as deep as she wants.

This was absolutely the right move to make because she bounces on my cock like she’s riding in a rodeo. Now, it’s my turn to lay there and enjoy the pleasure she gives. Of course I rub her clit and tend to her breasts to make the experience as good for her as possible. Before I know what hit me, she sinks down on my cock, and I can feel myself coming inside her. I’m too far gone in that particular moment to fully consider the implication of us riding bareback tonight, particularly when she collapses onto my chest in a boneless heap.

I pull her hair back out of her face and assure her, “Y’all did good, sugar. I’ve never seen a prettier sight than y’all bouncing on my cock.”

She mumbles something that sounds an awful lot like, “I might be falling in love with you,” before conking out entirely. I wrap my arms around her and hold her tight, with my cock still throbbing in her pussy.

After a while, I start to pull out because staying uninvited feels like taking advantage of a mostly unconscious woman. The minute I move, her pussy starts fluttering around my cock all over again and her legs tighten around me. “No, don’t go,” she murmurs.

Fuck it. Moving her off my cock when she asks to stay seems downright ungentlemanly. I’m almost certain she’ll move off me when she’s ready. Therefore, I just lay there and enjoy the feeling of this sweet, beautiful woman being greedy over my cock.

“Sugar, are y’all still awake?” I ask, pretty sure she’s not.

She yawns, not looking up at me because maybe she’s too tired or because she’s afraid of blushing again, she replies, “No. I’m just resting my eyes. I’ll be ready for round two in few minutes.”‘

I can feel her smile against my chest. “Take all the time you need, darlin’.”

I hear her speaking against my chest. Her voice is low and muffled, but it sounds like she said, “You’re the best thing that ever happened to me.”

I wrap my arms closer around her and kiss the top of her head. “You’re one of the best things that ever happened to me too, sweetness.”

She goes still in my arms for a few minutes and then drags her exhausted body off mine and drops down on the bed beside me. I don’t think she’s gonna be able to get herself together for another round anytime soon, and I drift off to sleep with my arms wrapped around her tightly.