13. Bronco
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brONCO
My cock presses against the thin scrap of material posing as sleep shorts, and I’ve no idea how I’m gonna control this, because what I want to do is take my time. I want to devour this woman like she’s my last meal; use my mouth for her pleasure, giving her what she needs. She deserves that much.
I kiss her neck, my hands finding her breasts as I knead them, enjoying the weight of them as she wriggles underneath me, then yanks her tank top over her head. I lean up onto one hand and stare down at her bare breasts. Holy fuck.
“Perfect,” I mutter. Like I expected anything else. I rub my thumbs over her nipples as she groans. I lower my head to suck one into my mouth and her nails dig into my back. It sends a surge of heat straight to my straining cock. Could this woman get any more gorgeous?
I suck her nipple hard, laving it with my tongue as I pluck the other with my fingers. She tries to rock against me, and I know she’s gonna go off like a firecracker, but then something digs into my knee and I groan. Digging around, I hold up the tiny bullet shaped object and frown.
“What the fuck is this?”
“Oh God!” she pants, attempting to swipe it out of my hands. “It’s uh, it’s nothing…”
I’m too fast, holding it in my palm as I realize what it is. “Did you just use this on yourself?”
I shift my eyes to hers. God, she looks so perfect sprawled out underneath me; her dark hair cascading on the comforter like some kind of angel. Her chest heaving as she closes her eyes, shaking her head.
“Liar.”
“Okay, fine!” she gripes. “I tried to use it, and usually it works like a charm, but not tonight.”
I grin. “Your little companion didn’t work because you need the real thing.” I press a kiss to her pulse on her neck and she wraps her arms around me. “Or how about I use it on you?”
“No, Bronc!”
“Why not?”
“Uh, because.”
“I wanna see what you do to yourself.”
“Well I want your dick inside me, and you’re wasting time talking.”
I laugh. “You think this is gonna be a quick bang?”
“Isn’t it?”
I shake my head. “I’ve got you in bed all night, and I’m not gonna be wastin’ it.”
I reach down and cup her between her legs. “But first we need these little shorts off.”
I peel them off her body, delighted when I see she has no underwear on. She tries to close her legs, but I push them open. “Let me see,” I whisper.
She covers her eyes as I take in her beautiful body, my dick encouraging me onward, but I need to do this right. I swipe my fingers through her wet heat, shocked at how slippery she is. “Oh, yes,” she groans.
“I bet if I flicked that little clit, you’d come in two seconds,” I whisper.
“I need to come,” she agrees.
“I haven’t teased you nearly enough yet.”
“No teasing.”
I grunt a laugh, snaking my way down her body between the apex of her thighs. “Tell me to stop if you don’t like anything.”
“Wait, what are you— Oh!”
I lick through her wet center and she bucks off the bed. “Wait, Bronc!”
I left my head from between her legs. “You okay?”
“I’ve never— Uh, some warning, please.”
“I’m gonna eat you out,” I tell her. “I’m gonna make you scream as I fuck you with my tongue and this little bullet until you’re beggin’ to ride my cock. Is that enough warnin’ for you?” Then I frown. “You never— what?”
“Nothing.”
I give her a pointed look but it’s wasted because her eyes are closed. “Eyes on me,” I command.
They snap open, and her gaze finds mine. “This is embarrassing.”
“The longer you take, the longer your orgasm waits.”
She takes a long breath. “Nobody’s ever gone down on me.”
Huh? “Why not?”
“My husband didn’t believe in any of that. It was missionary or nothing, and it wasn’t pleasant or enjoyable for me. Since him, there’s only been one mistake and it was ages ago. It was quick and just… well, let’s just say it wasn’t great.”
If I needed any reminder that she needed me to go slow, then that was it. “They’re both fuckin’ idiots,” I say. “Real men eat pussy.”
I spread her pussy lips with one hand and lick right through her wet center again. “You feel that?”
Her hands reach into my hair. “Oh. My. God.”
“My tongue’s gonna make this little pussy purr, Princess, because that’s what real men do.”
I circle her clit with my tongue and her fingernails dig into my scalp. I fucking love it. I bury my face, letting her ride this one out before I fuck her with my fingers. It’s all about working my girl up to my cock, because she’s gonna need some warming up.
I feel her pulse as I hold her hips down, her legs trying to close on my head, but my tongue works overtime, lapping over and over until she’s screaming as she comes, my name on her lips as she falls apart.
“Gonna slide my fingers inside you, okay?” I grunt.
“Yes.”
I slide one finger in her wet hole. In and out, in and out, then replace it with two. “Fuck, you’re so wet.”
I nibble her lips, enjoying the sounds she makes as I struggle keeping my dick from having his own party just by the friction against her thigh. I want in so bad.
I reach for the little bullet, finding the button with ease as I turn it on. “Usually, I let my dick do all the talkin’,” I murmur. “But I wanna see what you do, so show me.”
“No, Bronc!”
“Show me,” I persist. “Please.”
I pass it to her as she holds it in her hand, then she presses it to her clit. I keep my fingers inside her, pumping in and out slowly as I watch. “Ohhhh.” She’s breathy and I love it.
“Better than my tongue?” I muse, pressing kisses to her thigh.
“No, definitely not, ohhhh!” She comes quicker this time, rocking her hips as I curve my fingers deep inside her, stroking her G-spot. “Bronco!”
I grin when she screams my name. Orgasm number two.
She pulls the vibrator away, and I turn it off and toss it to the side. Her pussy is pulsing as I revel in her aftershocks.
“I want to see your dick,” she breathes.”
“Spicy little thing, aren’t you?” I tease. Rising to my knees, I help her sit up. She’s breathless, panting like she just ran a marathon, and though I haven’t fucked her yet, her hair is a tangled mess.
She pulls me in close and we kiss. This time, we’re all tongues. I don’t know how long we fuck each other’s mouths, but my dick is so hard with need, it’s about to burst. I move her hand and place it on my throbbing cock. “Take it out.”
She slides her hand down my length through my underwear and I hiss. Then she breaches the elastic, her hand reaching inside as I watch. She grips me and I groan, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. Amber fondles me inside my undies, and I’m a fucking lost cause. I want to fuck her so bad. I want to shove my big dick inside her and keep her moaning my name all night long. Patience. I tell myself. Her experiences before me sucked, and this isn’t about me anymore. It’s about Amber and how good I can make her feel.
I play with her tits as she continues to stroke me, half my dick poking out the top of my undies, but it isn't enough. “All the way out,” I bark.
She tugs my boxers, and I help her by shifting so I can slip them off my hips and down past my knees. My dick jerks out. All fucking nine inches of him.
“Oh, holy mother of God!” Her eyes are glued to my crotch and I smile. It’s not the first time I’ve heard that.
“You can take it.”
“I— Jesus, Bronc. No wonder your milkshake brings all the girls to the yard.”
I laugh out loud, then hiss when she grips me harder. Her face determined as she stares at it, she sheaths me with that hot little hand and I feel my balls tighten. I’m on my knees, and she’s still sitting, playing with me as I buck my hips. “Fuck, yeah, squeeze it, baby, that’s it.”
“It’s so big,” she marvels. “So fat.”
“Hey, he’ll get a complex if you call him fat.”
She laughs. “I want to taste you, too.”
All my Christmases just came at once and I don’t waste any time rolling onto my back, bringing her with me. She straddles me, freeing me of my undies, her hand still wrapped around my base. “Ever done this before?” I grunt.
“Once.”
I lift a brow in surprise at her admission.“Did you like it?”
She shakes her head.
“Why not?” I frown.
“It wasn’t a nice dick like this one.” She shifts her head and swipes that hot little tongue over my slit and I buck off the bed.
“Holy shit.”
She does it again, her other hand gripping my balls as I close my eyes. Do not come in her mouth. Do not come in her mouth. My eyes spring open when I feel her lips wrap around my head. The groan that goes with it makes me pant like a man possessed. She bobs her head, taking more of me into her pretty little mouth, and it’s just the right pressure. She feels fucking amazing.
“I wish we could 69 right now.” I grapple for breath as she licks her way up my dick. “But if we do that, I’ll come in two seconds.”
“Fuck, Bronco, this dick is so sweet.” She caresses it lovingly. Her tongue working its way up the other side, her other hand still massaging my balls.
I’m so pent up. I’m so ready to explode. “Need a condom,” I pant. “Need to be inside you.”
“I want that.”
Realizing my wallet is out in the living room, I’m gonna have to go get it. “You got any here?”
She shakes her head, unable to tear her mouth off my dick. I sit up, spreading my legs as I watch her take me in and out of her mouth. “That feels so good, baby.” I pinch her chin, making her look up at me. “Glad you got no rubbers here.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re not gonna be needin’ them when you’ve got me.”
Now that I’m in her bed, there ain’t no other man coming around here, fuck no. This may be tricky considering we’re just a one-night thing, but after tonight, we’re both gonna want more of the same. The friends with benefits can work, we’re already doing it. Even as I think about it, I don’t really believe it. Amber is much more to me than just a friend.
She lets go, her tongue swiping the sticky precum at my tip and I pull her up into my lap. We kiss again, and I can taste myself on her tongue. “Would it shock you if I told you I want to come all over that pretty mouth?”
“You’re such a dirty boy.”
“Told you, vanilla was just a cover up.”
My hands find her hips and she rubs her pretty pussy against my dick. “I’m on birth control, and I can’t even get pregnant,” she says out of nowhere. “When’s the last time you were tested?”
“I always wore a condom.” I grip her hips, moving her pussy up and down my cock without penetrating. “But I can go get one, it’s no iss?—”
Her mouth is on mine, her tongue warm and hot as we hold one another. This feels right, so very right. “Inside me, now.”
“Fuck, babe, you’re gonna take me raw?”
“Has anyone told you that you talk too much?”
I laugh, then she squeals as I roll her onto her back. “Next time, feel free to shut me up any way you please.” I line my cock up, hardly able to believe she’s letting me without a wrap, and I slowly work the tip in. “Relax.”
Her hands roam my body, feeling every inch of me, and I wonder how I’ve gone this long without her touch. She’s very slick, but from what I’ve gathered, she hasn’t had sex in a long time, and the guy was useless. I want the memory of us together to be special. I slide in a little more, her breathing becoming more and more ragged as she whispers, “You’re not going to break me, Bronc. I promise.”
“Let’s just ease into it,” I murmur. “Otherwise you’re gonna be sore tomorrow.”
She raises her eyebrows. “Someone’s optimistic.”
I slide in again, this time halfway, and as Amber cries out, I still my hips, staying inside her. “Is that okay?”
“It’s perfect.”
“You’re so tight,” I mutter. “This pussy is squeezin’ the goddamn life out of me.”
“More, Bronc. Give me more.”
I pull out and rock my hips forward again, stretching her with each and every movement. I don’t want to thrust in all the way, but when her hands clutch my ass cheeks, encouraging me on every sway of my hips, I do just that. A guttural sound leaves her throat when I’m seated deep inside. I still, looking down at her.
“So full,” she whispers. “Oh, God, you’re so big.”
“But this pussy was made to take me. See how well we fit?”
“Mmm.”
I pull out, sliding back in again slowly. I rock my hips back and forth, my hands balled up into the sheets. I won’t last this first time, but we’ve got all night. Now I’m in her bed, I plan on keeping her awake until the sun comes up. We find a rhythm and I smirk when I see the silent scream on Amber’s face as I stretch her tight little pussy, edging her toward orgasm number three.
“Let me hear you,” I groan. “Let me hear how good I make you feel.”
She squeezes my ass cheeks as I spear my hips faster, her knees falling open as I feel my balls tighten. Then I’m spilling inside her as she calls my name over and over until I’m stilling, emptying every single drop with a growl. I collapse on top of her and she squeals.
Rolling off onto my back, I press a palm to my chest. My heart is beating so hard, I can’t catch my breath.
“Holy shit,” she stammers.
“Yeah.”
“This is a bitch.”
I laugh. “Why do you say that?”
“Because of course you’re perfect at sex, as well as everything else.”
“That’s not a bad thing.” I roll onto my side, resting my head in my hand.
“How do you figure? This was a one-night deal.”
I shrug. “I mean, you can have my cock whenever you want it, babe.”
She groans. “Fuck buddies?”
“You can’t expect me to stay away from what we just did, unless… am I no good?”
She balks. “You’re fucking amazing. That thing you did with your tongue?” She makes a guttural groaning sound. “I didn’t know sex could be like that…”
“Like what, Princess?”
“Calm,” she whispers. “Without violence or being hurt.”
My blood cools. “I’ll kill anyone who hurts you.”
“That’s what I’m afraid of.”
I cup one side of her face as she turns to face me. “Is this why you didn’t say anything sooner?”
She shrugs. “What use would it bring?”
“It would be a lot of use if he wasn’t breathin’ anymore, then he couldn’t hurt anyone else.”
“That’s true, but then you’d be in jail.”
I snicker. “You clearly don’t know me as well as you think.”
“I don’t want to cause any trouble, and my past is in the past.”
“But what about Erica and Olive?”
“You’re right. I’m worried about Erica. I’m going to go and talk to Star on Monday. I need to find her.”
“That’s a great idea,” I say. “They were living in Missouri, right?”
“Yes, Erica got a job as a teacher’s aid, and I wanted to travel a little. I did that for about a year, and fell in love with New Orleans. The vibrancy of the city, the freedom I felt; I’ve never felt that anywhere else.”
I love her passion for this city, it makes me want to hear more about her hopes and dreams.
“Tell me about the cult you were talking about earlier. What’s the name of it?”
“No, Bronc, it’s not important. I don’t need you to rush in and play hero. It’s done. I left, and I never want to see him, or anyone else from that place, ever again.”
I’m making her upset, but her closing off about this won’t change how I feel about it. I want him to suffer. I want everyone to suffer for hurting her.
I kiss her on the forehead. “I’m here if you need me. I’ll always be here.”
“I just want to forget it happened.”
“And what about Erica? What if she’s gone back there?”
“No, she’d never do that. She’d never leave Olive.”
“You’re certain?”
“Yes. She must be in some kind of trouble, though. This is out of character for her, and to just leave like that? She left me a note for pity’s sake!” She takes a long breath. “We’re like sisters, we tell each other everything. At first, I thought she just had to settle something by herself, and I gave her good grace to do it, but now I’m getting scared. Her phone is cut off, her emails don’t go through…”
I brush the hair back off her face. “We’ll find her.”
“I hope so. I don’t know how long I can keep this charade up with Olive. She’s not dumb.”
“I know, she’ll work out something’s up eventually. Just gotta talk to Star, then go from there. I can go with you if you’d like.”
“Thanks, I appreciate it, but you don’t have to take time off work just for me. I can handle it.”
She has no idea the lengths I’d go for her. All she has to do is ask. “Whatever you want, but if she is in some kind of trouble, are you ready for that?”
She lets out a breath. “I honestly don’t know. Erica is my best friend, I can’t imagine what I’d do without her. I just want her back, safe, with me and Olive.”
My gut clenches. I’ve got some contacts of my own, so I’ll do some digging behind the scenes. Linc, who works closely with Rock and Jett sometimes, will be able to find stuff out without alerting the club. Not that I want to keep things from them, but everyone’s so busy right now. Linc is an option if it comes to that.
“It’s gonna be okay.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.”
Her eyes shine as I yawn. “Why on earth are you yawning?” She screws her face up in disgust. “You think I’m done with you already?”
I laugh as she climbs on top of me. I grip her by the hips as she presses her hot, warm body against mine. “What if I’m not done with you ?”
“I said it first.” She pokes her tongue.
I buck her with my hips. “We’ve got all night, and I’m not nearly finished with that smart mouth and tight little pussy.”
“Good, then stop talking and let’s get busy.”