Chapter 25
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
SPIDER
Laying her down on my bed, the way her blonde hair fans out across the sheet makes her look like a fucking angel. I lift my shirt over my head and kick my boots off before I drop my jeans to the floor and stand before her completely naked. Her blue eyes alight at the sight of my waiting hard cock.
“Stand up,” I order. She stands before me and reaches out, lightly dancing her hands across my skin. “Hands above your head.” A smile plays on her lips she lifts her hands up in the air. I quickly grab the hem of her dress and lift it over her head, throwing it on the floor. She has no underwear on, just her beautiful body bared before me. “Lay down on the bed and bend your knees,” I demand. She does as she’s told, but as she bends her knees, she keeps her legs closed. I shake my head. “No, open your legs. Let me see all of you.” She opens her legs, revealing herself to me. “Stay like that and don’t move,” I order as I kneel down on the floor, moving my head between her legs. “I am about to fuck you with my mouth, my tongue, and fingers. When you come, I want you to scream out my name,” I instruct, looking up at her from between her legs. She nods, her cheeks already flushed. I smile as I swipe my tongue over her clit. Her hips buck and a gasp escapes her. I place the palm of my hand on her lower stomach, keeping her still. “Easy sweetheart,” I warn as I take her clit in my mouth.
I suck and swirl my tongue around her clit, and the little noises escaping her is making me harder, if that’s even possible. Her hands grip my hair as she moves her hips against my tongue. I slide two fingers inside her, curling them as I stroke them in and out.
“Oh god,” she moans. I hum in approval as I taste her wetness. As I move my fingers a little faster in time with my tongue, her legs begin to twitch.
I smile. “That’s it, sweetheart. Cum for me,” I praise.
Her hips buck, pressing against my tongue as she cries out her release. “Luca! Fuck!” Her hips slowly relax, only twitching when my tongue touches her sensitive clit. I remove my fingers that are glistening with her wetness, her hooded eyes watching as I suck her arousal off my fingers.
“Hhhm, I could eat you for breakfast, lunch, and fucking dinner,” I moan.
She leans up on her elbows. “Let me taste you,” she suggests.
I get to my feet and stand before her. I wrap my hand around my cock, stroking it up and down. “You want my cock in your mouth, sweetheart?” I ask her. She nods as she sits up, her face just inches from my cock. She lifts her hand and wraps it around my length, lazily moving it up and down. I shudder from her touch, watching as she opens her mouth, her lips delicately gliding over the tip.
I tuck her hair back behind her ear. “Fuck, you’re beautiful,” I rasp as she takes me deeper into her mouth. Her tongue massages as she moves her head up and down, taking me to the back of her throat. I gather her hair in my hand, gripping it tight as she sucks my cock. “That’s it darlin’, take every fucking inch,” I groan, feeling the pleasure build in my balls. She lets out a throaty moan which vibrates its way down my shaft. The need to cum takes over and I move my hips forward, hitting the back of her throat. She lets out a small gagging noise and I pause, not sure she’s into that, but she grabs my behind and bobs her head faster, encouraging me to fuck her mouth.
I move my hips and fuck her mouth, her eyes watering as she looks up at me. She moves her hand to my balls, rolling them in her hand. “Fuck, darlin’. I’m going to cum,” I warn her, but she somehow manages to take me deeper and that’s what sends me over the edge. Pleasure explodes from the base of my spine, and I thrust my hips forward as I spill my release down her throat. “Fuck!” I roar. She slows her movements to swallow every drop I give her. I release her hair and stroke her cheek. “Good girl,” I praise.
She sits back as she releases my cock from her mouth, smiling up at me.
“All fours,” I demand. She moves and turns over, quickly getting on to all fours. I slide my finger over her slit, loving the sight of her perfect fucking pussy glistening with arousal. “Did sucking my cock turn you on?” I ask her.
“Yes,” she says softly. Stood next to the bed with her on all fours in front of me has my dick already hardening. I run the head of my dick along her folds and she pushes her hips back, wanting more. “Patience, sweetheart,” I tell her as I slowly glide myself inside her, holding her hips steady. “Damn, you feel so fucking good,” I moan. She moans, trying to push her hips back for friction, but I hold her still. “No moving until I say. I will be fucking you, and you will take it how I give it. Understand?” I ask.
“Yes,” she answers, her voice barely a whisper.
“Yes what?” I press.
“Yes, Luca,” she answers.
I smile and begin to thrust my hips forward. She gasps and lets out a little moan. Her ass bounces every time I slam into her, and it’s a thing of fucking beauty. Hypnotic. I slam into her faster and harder, her beautiful ass bouncing with each thrust. I grip her cheek in my hand before slapping it down across her flesh. She moans and I feel her walls tighten slightly. I smile.
“You like that?” I ask, bringing the palm of my hand back down harder on her cheek, leaving a bright red mark.
“Yes!” she cries out.
“Fuck sweetheart, you were made for me,” I groan, grabbing her hips as I fuck her harder and faster. I slap each cheek as I feel the pleasure begin to build. Her walls start clamping around my cock. “Fuck sweetheart, squeeze my cock. Cum for me,” I groan. “Shit. I can’t hold off much longer. Cum for me,” I grit through my teeth as I try to keep my orgasm at bay. Her back arches and her walls clamp so tight around my cock I want to explode right there and then.
“LUCA!” she screams. After a moment, her body relaxes as her orgasm eases. I pull out of her, my fist moving vigorously up and down my length as my orgasm erupts, spilling my seed all over her beautiful round behind.
“Fuck!” I growl. Panting as my climaxes subsides, I place my hand on her now pink behind and spread my cum over her cheeks. “Mine,” I growl as I glide my finger over her puckered hole. She gasps. “One day, sweetheart,” I promise.
I climb onto the bed and pull her into my arms. She drapes her arm across my stomach and rests her head on my chest. I lazily stroke my hand up and down her back. She lifts her head to look at me, a smile playing on her lips.
“What?” I ask, smiling back at her.
“I was just going to say you’ve made a good start on showing me what I deserve.” She smiles.
“Good?” I question. “Just good? Sweetheart, I can still taste your cum on my tongue. It was better than good,” I point out.
She laughs. “Okay, it was really good.” She giggles.
“Why do I get the feeling you are trying to piss me off?” I ask.
“No, I’m not. I’m just saying well done,” she says, still smiling, but now biting her bottom lip.
“Right, that’s it,” I sigh. Sitting up, I get off the bed and grab her by her ankle, dragging her across the bed. She squeals and laughs. I bend down and lift her over my shoulder, smacking her ass as I walk into the bathroom. “No use in protesting now, darlin’. You’ve poked the fucking bear. I’m going to make sure you’re so thoroughly fucked, you won’t be able to talk or walk straight,” I threaten. She laughs, but that laughter soon dies when I fuck her against the wall of the shower.
The next morning I’m woken to my cell going off on the bedside table. I groan and reach for it, trying not to disturb Nova as she sleeps, her little body laying across my stomach.
“Yeah?” I answer gruffly.
“We got him,” Ghost says on the other end.
I rub my face. “You got him?” I ask.
“He’s staying at the Full Moon motel, room 28. Beast is watching the room now. No one has left all night. He’s in there sleeping. No fucking idea what’s about to come his fucking way,” Ghost sings happily.
“Okay, give me 20 minutes and I will meet you at the club,” I say before disconnecting.
I look down at Nova, stroking her hair back from her face. “Sweetheart,” I say softly.
“No,” she mumbles defiantly.
“Sweetheart, I’ve got to get up,” I tell her.
She doesn’t move. She just snuggles me tighter. “No. I can’t move,” she complains. “It’s your fault. You have literally fucked the life out of me.”
I laugh and roll her onto her back. “If you can still talk, then clearly there is still plenty of life to fuck out of you.”
She opens her eyes, peeking through her lashes. “I’m listening.” She smiles.
I can’t help but laugh. “I would love to, but club business. I’m going to need you to get dressed and stay at the club while we tend to some business,” I tell her.
She groans. “But I’m so comfy here. Can’t you just leave me here? I won’t move from the bed. You can even chain me to it if you really want to,” she begs.
“Now there’s an idea. Leaving you cuffed naked to my bed.” I smile as I take her mouth with mine. “Let me see if I can arrange some prospects to come and keep watch over the house. The place is secure. I have it linked to my phone, should anyone try to come in. I also have this.” I reach over and open the draw, pulling out a small tracker. I hand it to her, and she raises a brow. “Humour me. If the worst should ever fucking happen, I can track you. Please just until we—” I pause.
“Until you’ve killed Dean?” she asks, finishing my sentence.
“Until we have dealt with him,” I correct, knowing full well we will be skinning the motherfucker alive.
“Fine. I will just have to wait here for your return. Can I bake something for you?” she asks.
I smile, placing a soft kiss on her lips, “You can bake whatever you want. If I have anything to bake with, that is,” I state. She rolls her eyes. “What? Don’t give me the eye roll, woman. Queenie got me my kitchen stuff, and she brought a load of food and shit in when I moved in. So, I don’t know what I’ve got in those cupboards.” I shrug.
“Okay, fine, go. I will see what I can do,” she says, shoving at my chest. I get up and grab my jeans and a clean T-shirt. She lays on her side, resting her head in her hand, watching my every move.
“Can you not look at me like that?” I state.
“Like what? I’m just looking,” she argues.
“Sweetheart, you are doing more than fucking looking. You are laying in my bed, with nothing but a sheet covering your body, looking all seductive,” I counter.
“I have no idea what you mean,” she says. Sitting up, she lets the sheet pool in her lap, exposing her full beautiful breasts. “Oops,” she mock gasps.
I growl and after looking down at my cell, I chuck it down on the bed. “Sweetheart, you’ve got precisely 4 minutes,” I state as I pull my T-shirt and jeans back off.
“Is that all? I can’t cum that quickly,” she protests.
I crawl across the bed to her. “Lay back, baby. Challenge fucking accepted.”