Bianca
It was hard to believe that I was back at the Pagan’s compound and in Chaos’s house.
I’d missed both. And I hadn’t lied about his bed being better than mine.
In under an hour, we were there. Chaos had found a way to rig the door.
He promised that a prospect would be dispatched early in the morning to fix it.
He insisted I use the shower first, then him.
It reminded me of the first time I stayed, and we ended up having sex for the first time.
That memory, along with the sexual tension strumming through me, had my body tingling.
I wanted Chaos inside of me. And I knew how to tell Chaos that I did.
He was being cautious. I knew how to break that hold he had on himself.
Watching him come out of the bathroom, rubbing his hair dry with a towel and wearing shorts, I hungrily scanned his body. God, he looked better every time I saw him.
“Can I get you anything?” he asked. I shook my head.
The only lights on were the ones on the bedside tables. I held the sheet and comforter open for him. Chaos slid in, and then he reached for me, bringing me close. When my body met his, I heard him gasp. Then his eyes met mine. A fire was there. I smiled.
“Did you forget something, Lioness?”
“I don’t think so. Why?” I asked coyly.
A low growl, the kind that made my body shiver and me wet between my legs, came rumbling out of him.
I placed my hand on his upper chest and then slowly ran it over his muscles.
I took my time sliding down his torso until I was at the waistband of those shorts.
I slipped a finger underneath the waistband and ran it back and forth.
I moaned when I bumped into the slick head of his very erect cock. He hissed.
“I think you and that monster in your shorts would be more comfortable if you got rid of those bottoms, Cash. Besides, I’d like to inspect you.” I whispered.
“Inspect me for what?” he asked as he shoved them down and kicked the shorts to the bottom of the bed, under the comforter, before tossing the covering back.
His cock stood tall and bounced in the air.
I licked my lips. I knew exactly what I wanted.
I squirmed myself downward until I was level with the head of his thick cock.
I wrapped the base with my hand, making sure it was tight, like he loved it.
I then pumped it a few times before I broke and lowered my head.
I twirled my tongue around the shiny, precum-covered head. I hummed at the taste of him.
I flicked the tip a few times before teasing the opening with the tip of my tongue. While I did that, I slipped the other hand down to squeeze and manipulate his balls gently. I tugged on his sac, which I knew he liked, but when I raked my nails lightly over his sac, he jerked and groaned.
“Binx, are you sure about this? I’m not expecting you to do anything. I know we have to rebuild,” Chaos said hoarsely.
“I know you aren’t. I want to. I need to reconnect with you, and this is one of those ways,” I told him.
“Then do what you want, but know I’ll be returning the favor. I’ve fucking craved you these past several days.” His voice dropped even lower as he said it.
“Good, because so have I. I’m glad I wasn’t the only one suffering,” I told him.
Then I sucked the head of his cock into my mouth and fluttered my tongue all over it.
His groan was guttural. I knew from experience that Chaos would only permit me to pleasure him for so long before he took over.
He always gave me far more foreplay than he allowed me to do to him.
I’d mentioned it once. Chaos claimed he got great satisfaction from watching me enjoy his attention.
I wasn’t used to that. Byron had been a barely adequate husband in the bedroom.
He’d stopped trying as soon as we got married.
His pre-marriage efforts had been okay, but they still heavily tilted toward his satisfaction, not mine.
And the two men I’d been with before him had been slightly better in that area, but they came nowhere close to Chaos.
I made sure to give attention to his entire shaft even though I couldn’t deep throat all of him. I tried my hardest, though, and refused to allow gagging to stop me. I saw how he reacted when I tried to swallow his cock. And his balls were given their share of attention, too.
After a while, just as I began to believe Chaos would allow me to get him off this way, he reached down and hauled me up his body.
He took my mouth, and we kissed fervently.
Teeth and tongues clashed and twisted. Our kissing raised my body temperature, and my whole body ached with need.
As if he read my mind, Chaos abruptly rolled me onto my back, then broke our kiss.
I whimpered and tried to force him back, but he smirked and resisted.
“Lioness, it’s my turn. You’ve got me so damn turned on, I’m about to come. I don’t want that until I’m inside of you. And I don’t want to be a ninety-second chump. Besides, you owe me.”
“Owe you?”
“Yeah, owe me a few times of you screaming as you come. You know I need that before I get off.”
I did, so I gave myself over to him. Chaos proceeded to worship my body.
That was the only word for it. He kissed, nibbled, stroked, and licked from my mouth down to my chest. There, he paused to play for a bit.
His large, slightly work-roughened hands kneaded, caressed, and teased my tits and nipples, until he had me whimpering and squirming.
When I reached that point, he moved onto my ribs and stomach.
I never thought of those areas as erogenous, but I found out what I was missing.
His efforts there pushed the heat inside of me higher.
And that made my pussy weep. I felt my wetness on my inner thighs.
My breath caught and my heart sped up when he kissed his way to my mound. I held my breath, waiting. Chaos teased me by kissing only the mound. I made a frustrated sound. He grinned when he heard me. He glanced up at me, showing that sinfully gorgeous face.
“Do you want something?” he asked playfully.
“Yes, you know I do.”
“I don’t know if I do. Why don’t you tell me? And say it so a biker can understand it. You know we’re plainspoken.” Chaos winked.
I knew what he wanted. I’d seen how it affected him when I spoke dirty.
“Cash. I want your mouth, that so talented tongue, and your magic fingers on and in my pussy. I’m so wet for you.
I want you to make me scream and come all over your face and beard.
And then I want you to take that amazing cock I sucked and put it inside me.
Then, I need you to fuck me like you mean it.
Like if you don’t have me, you’ll die. I want it hard and deep,” I said in my most sultry voice.
The way his face flushed, his eyes gleamed, and the growl that slipped free, I knew I’d done it.
“Fuck, that was hot. Be warned, you’re getting what you asked for and then some,” he rasped out.
Chaos lowered his mouth as he pushed my thighs wide apart, and then toward my chest, opening me up for his inspection and attention.
He hummed. Then, his tongue came out, and he ran it from my asshole to my clit.
He paused there to suck it hard and nibble my clit with his teeth.
My back arched, and my hips moved. But Chaos clamped his arm across my stomach, holding me in place.
He wasn’t about to let me get away, not even inadvertently.
Chaos licked me as if he was lapping up his favorite dessert. Once he had his fill, he sucked and tweaked my clit repeatedly while fluttering his tongue all the way up and down my folds. It took me mere minutes to peak and come. I called out his name as I did.
However, he kept going. One orgasm wasn’t enough for my man.
His next round consisted of him doing more of the same, but this time he added more teeth and his fingers.
His teeth gently bit my folds and tugged on them.
His fingers, those thick fingers, feathered all over until he decided to insert one inside of me. I jerked and wiggled when he did.
Chaos thrust slowly in and out. I wanted it to be harder and faster. I opened my mouth to tell him, but like before, he guessed and started thrusting deeper and faster. When he added the second and third fingers, I wailed.
“More. More, I’m so close,” I begged.
He growled and fluttered his tongue faster as he thrust in and out of my pussy rapidly, making sure to scrape across my G-spot. When I came this time, I couldn’t get enough air. I ended up screaming and then gasping over and over as I rode the rush and then slid down into recovery.
But Chaos wasn’t done. And he didn’t do what I assumed he would. Instead of giving me his cock, he kissed, licked, and did all the other things down my legs and even tickled my toes. By the time he reached there, I was sobbing.
“Please, I need you, Cash,” I wailed.
That’s when Chaos rose. His glittering eyes watched feverishly as he yanked my ass to him, planting it on his bent thighs. He was kneeling. Then he wrapped my legs around him, gripped his cock, and lined it up.
“I’m yours,” he muttered a second before he slid his cock inside of me.
I moaned as it spread my swollen, wet inner muscles. He did it slowly. When he was eventually fully engulfed, he shuddered.
“Goddamn, Binx, you never cease to amaze me with how wet and tight you are. I wanted to go slower, draw this out longer, but I can’t. It’s been too long without you.”
That’s when he pulled back and then slammed himself inside of me. I cried out. Chaos set off brutal yet totally delicious fireworks in me. And the way he kept groaning and growling, it was the same for him.
I made sure to give him attention by using my nails on his arms, chest, and belly.
I didn’t draw blood, but there were red streaks, and he knew they were there.
Chaos sped up, and the bed rocked as he fucked me like an animal.
I loved every second of it. I felt my orgasm rushing toward my core.
I was mere moments away from another explosive orgasm.
I grabbed his upper arms and warned him.
“Cash, I’m…gonna…come,” I panted out.
“Do it. Squeeze me dry,” he ordered.
Five seconds later, that’s exactly what I did. My whole body stiffened. I shouted, “Oh my God!”
My body shook, and I kept screaming as a wave washed through me.
I had no idea how long it lasted. For me, it felt like forever.
When I finally untensed, my body floated.
And I realized that Chaos was still thrusting as he grunted and growled with each jerk of his cock.
I felt his cum filling me. I rubbed his chest as he finished.
Chaos collapsed atop me, but he didn’t crush me.
Both of us were breathing hard. Our skin was sweaty.
“Jesus, it got better. Every fucking time,” he mumbled.
I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to hear him, but I answered anyway.
“Yes, it does. Cash, there’s one more thing that will make this complete.”
He raised his head. “What?”
He looked puzzled.
I cupped his face with my hands and told him. “That despite everything that happened, and the work we still have to put into our relationship, I love you, Cash. I’ve loved you for a while.”
Wonder moved over his face. “Really?”
“Yes, really.”
That earned me a fierce kiss, which I gladly took and returned.