Chapter 1 - Ranger #2
My cock kicked so hard in my pants that it damn near made me grunt. “That’s all right. There’s a first time for everything. Would you like to come closer?”
She shuffled a bit closer to me until her little belly that jutted out rested against mine. I growled softly as I scooped my arm around her waist, and the gasp she afforded me made me realize just how close she was.
I felt her breath against my face.
“Close your eyes,” I whispered.
“Why?” she whispered back.
“I have a surprise if you do.”
Her body trembled. “It’s… a good one. Yes?”
I leaned forward and nuzzled my nose into the top of her blonde hair. “Absolutely, a good one.”
“Okay,” she whispered softly. “They’re closed.”
I allowed my lips to place lazy kisses against the top of her head.
Down the side of her face. She didn’t move to kiss me on the lips or anything, so I stayed clear of that.
I mean, if a woman wanted some tongue, I’d give it to her.
But it wasn’t my favorite. Usually kissing with tongues was always too wet.
Made me gag.
“Oh,” she whispered softly the second my lips touched her neck.
I felt her head dip back, and I knew I had her.
“Spread those legs for me, beautiful,” I grumbled against her skin.
Everything moved in a blur after that. The second my fingertips sank in between the juicy thick folds of her pussy, I was a goner.
I wanted her warmth and her softness wrapped around me while I pile-drived into her.
I wanted to feel her excess bouncing against me.
I wanted to collapse on top of her and feel her body mold to mine.
But I settled for finding that sensitive little clit in between her legs.
“Oh my God,” she groaned breathlessly.
“So wet for me, sweet girl,” I growled as I planted my face right into her tits.
I expected her to shove me away, or maybe even smack me. But with my fingers teasing her swollen mound, all she did was wrap her fingers in my long hair and shove me further against her bosom. I growled at the beauty of it. At the warmth and the safety and the comfort of it all.
Her juices dripped down my wrist as she bucked against my hand.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” she chanted.
“Give it to me. I want it,” I growled.
“Ohmygod,” she squeaked out.
I pushed in deeper before she groaned out on a long syllable that I couldn’t understand.
Her nails dug into the back of my head as her walls collapsed around the finger that I slipped into her tight little entrance.
The pulsing had my cock kicking. The juices on my hand made my tongue jealous.
And when I felt her collapse from the force of her orgasm, I tugged her to me.
I whipped us around.
“Whoo!” she exclaimed breathlessly.
I wasted no time using my hand coated in her to pull out my cock. My pants hit the floor at my ankles and I lubed myself up with her luscious smell.
I picked her up and pinned her to the rack.
I was a goner after that. She wrapped those thick thighs around me and my cock slid effortlessly into her depths. My brain sizzled out into white, and all I knew was the feeling of her body grinding against mine. The way she raked her nails down my scalp. The way she clung to my back for dear life.
The wet sounds coming from in between her legs fed my ego in ways that should’ve been illegal.
“Jesus fuck. Oh my god.”
“So fucking tight for me,” I growled as I plucked her hands from around me and pinned them to the shelving. “I know you’ve got another one in there for me. I want it.”
She sobbed out a sound with a word I couldn’t quite translate, and then she burst. Her walls came apart around me, sucking me dry and pulling me even deeper into her body.
Like she physically couldn’t get enough.
Her head thunked backward again, only that time my hand waited for her.
Cradling her scalp against the hard metal of the shelf behind her.
It took me no time to fall over the edge with her, my legs tensing and my balls pulling up deep into my body.
I crashed my face into the crook of her neck as I sucked on a patch of skin that made her legs shiver.
“My God,” she said breathlessly as her body trembled against me.
It was the single best compliment any woman would give me.
“You stay right there,” I muttered as I eased myself out from between her legs.
“I don’t think I could move even if I wanted to,” she said lazily.
I chuckled as I slid to my knees. “Then by all means, let me help with the clean-up.”
“Hey! Ranger!”
Cap’s voice snapped me out of my trance. Why did I hear Cap’s voice?
“Grab me a Coke while you’re in there?” Cap called out.
I looked around and found myself in the kitchen of the clubhouse.
Fuck, when the hell did I walk out to the kitchen?
“Anyone want anything else?” I called out as I walked over to the fridge.
I heard various people, both men and women, call out all sorts of things.
Mostly for drinks. But, Brutus was also cooking in the kitchen, and the feast he was throwing down seemed like it was almost ready as well.
He was a genius with his one pot combinations, and tonight it smelled like chicken alfredo with vegetables.
Were there rolls in the oven?
“Come and get ‘em,” I said as I walked into the common room with a tray of drinks.
The girls all bounded out of the laps of their men and came over, snatching up the things they ordered.
“Thanks, Range.”
“Thaaank yooou, Raaangeeer.”
“I really appreciate it, thanks.”
I just smiled kindly and nodded at all of them. “Not a problem. Really.”
Then Brutus boomed over our heads. “DINNER’S READYYYYY!”
I heard the smallest yip from somewhere down the hallway. It was likely Smoke getting startled from wherever he’d been napping. I slowly turned, glowing at Brutus.
“What have I told you about that yelling you do?” I asked.
Brutus just held up his hands before shrugging it off. Of course, he didn’t give a shit. Brutus rarely gave a shit about anything. It was part of his charm and appeal. Or so people said.
Cap came up and patted me on the shoulder. “You go first. Get some for the both of you, and then we’ll bring up the rear.”
“You sure?” I asked as I looked up at our president.
He just nodded back down at me and patted my shoulder. “Give her our best.”
And I sure as fuck wasted no time in preparing dinner.
Anything to get away from the kissing couples that had all sorts of emotions stirring inside of me that I wasn’t ready to acknowledge yet.