CHAPTER SIX
– REEF –
I slowly pump my fist up and down and flick the Prince Albert piercing with my thumb. Maeve’s chest is rising and falling. There is pure lust in her eyes when she licks her lips, as if she’s already imagining sucking my cock.
“Grab the blanket,” I tell her and jerk my chin in that direction. “Wrap it around you so the kid won’t see us fucking if he does stumble into the living room.”
She shoots me a grin and snatches up the blanket, wrapping it around her just before she steps up on the couch. I’m eye to pussy with her feet planted on either side of my lap. My mouth waters and I lean forward to let my tongue slide through her folds.
“Fuckin’ love your taste,” I grunt. “Would eat your sweet pussy again, but I’m too impatient…I want to feel you wrapped around my cock so sink down, darlin’.”
She places her hands on my shoulders and lowers herself until I can feel the wet heat touch the tip of my cock, sucking me right in. Hissing, I throw my head back to relish in the intense feeling as she takes me deeper.
We both groan as my cock fills her inch by inch. Her arms surround my neck, making the blanket cover all the essentials. If Leon by any chance walks into the room, he’d definitely know what we’re doing, but at least we won’t put on a show.
I mean, the kid is fourteen and knows about sex, seen more of it at the clubhouse, but at least there should be some decency in his house, right? Yeah, fuck it. This feels too damn good, and I’m glad I didn’t wait or am bothered by the fact we’re fucking in someone else’s living room.
There’s only so little time and this intense feeling of pleasure is conquering my damn body. Fuck. I knew she’d be special and worth the wait. I would have waited until she was ready, but thankfully our attraction and chemistry is mutual.
Her hands cup my face and she merges our mouths together. I damn well love kissing her. Combined with having my cock rooted deep inside her pussy, I find myself in a state of pure ecstasy. By the sound of her moans I’m swallowing down, I’d say she’s right there with me.
I let my hands slide to her hips and get a firm grip to slowly ease her on and off my cock. Normally, I’m the “fuck hard and rough” type of guy. Now? Every breath my cock is engulfed with the kind of tight hotness that’s exceptional and unique.
Some might say “pussy is pussy,” but they are so damn wrong. Unless you never encounter someone you connect with on a deeper level, then yes, they might be right. Hell, I would have agreed with them before I met Maeve.
Now? I’m still trying to process the intense feeling that’s got me ready to blow any damn second. I feel by the way her pussy is strangling my length that she’s close to another orgasm. She wants to speed up, but I’m not ready for this to be over.
Tearing my mouth from hers I grit, “Slow down.”
“Nooo,” she whines and tries to rise on her knees.
She slips half free and I shove her down and impale her on my cock. I wrap one of my hands around her neck and growl. “Whose cock are you riding, Maeve?”
Her eyes dilate and her pussy practically strangles my cock. Fuck. My woman likes a slice of kink.
Tightening my grip some I add, “Tell me.”
I feel her swallow right before she croaks, “Yours, Reef, yours.”
“Good girl,” I croon. “My cock, and it’s why I’m in control of how far, how deep, how fast, or how damn long I’m going to fill you up until I’ll let you come, understand?”
“I was so close,” she whispers and it makes me smile.
“I know, you almost made me come along with you and I’m not ready to stop fucking you yet.” My hand leaves her hip and I smack her ass. “Now slide that slick pussy of yours on and off my cock slowly and don’t come until I say we’re ready to blow.”
She shudders in my grip and I swear she clenches me harder than before. As slowly as she can go she slides off and back onto my cock, making both of us groan. Yeah, this right here is damn special.
I keep our faces close and experience every breath she takes against the palm of my hand. The intensity of our intimacy is max-level when we enjoy each other’s body slowly. I knead her ass cheek, murmuring sweet words to praise her until everything is too much.
“Gonna come for me, sweet girl?” I whisper.
“Yes,” she croaks.
“Come. Come and take me with you,” I demand through gritted teeth.
The cum erupts from my body when she explodes around me, so technically I’m the one who comes and takes her with me. Who cares? New Year Outburst happening right here, right fucking now with fireworks all around. Hot damn this feels good. Understatement. Blowing my load never felt this good until I erupted inside Maeve’s sweet pussy.
My hand falls from her throat and she sags against me. Completely spent she places her head in the crook of my neck and lets her breath fan over my slick with sweat skin. Slow and steady was quite the intense workout.
She mutters something incoherent.
“What was that?” I question.
Pulling her head away from me to stare me straight in the eye, she states, “We need to do that again. And again. And preferably again. Then–”
Chuckling I cut her off. “Do it over and over. Gotcha, darlin’, and I totally agree.”
She nibbles on her bottom lip and there’s a coy look on her face when she says, “What you said earlier…you meant it, didn’t you?”
“What part?” I smirk and decide to tease her. “Grabbing your throat and demanding you not to rip the cum from my cock before I was ready to give it to you?”
She rolls her eyes. “No, even if you did mean that part as well. I’m talking about wanting every part of me. This isn’t just friends with benefits, right?”
“My cock is still inside you, semi-hard and you’re already claiming it as your own.” My smirk turns into a grin when she narrows her eyes at me. “Yes, Maeve. I meant it. This isn’t just a roll in the hay so to say, or getting you out of my system. I liked chatting with you, becoming friends, and I craved more. I knew you were different than other chicks I’ve met and yes, I do want more in life. Not that I was looking for it or want it ’cause you’re offering. Circumstances brought us together and I’m liking the path we’re taking. ”
“Me too,” she whispers and is about to lean in for a kiss when she suddenly jerks her head in the direction of the window. “What the hell? Someone’s watching us.”
Lunging forward, I take her with me and barely manage to catch a glimpse of a figure running away from the window in the backyard.
“Motherfucker,” I growl and wince when my cock slips free.
I put Maeve on her feet, zip myself up and reach for the gun I have in my shoulder holster.
“Stay here,” I throw over my shoulder and head for the kitchen to go out the back door.
The sharp wind instantly assaults me and I make sure to shut the door behind me. Glancing at my surroundings I notice the fucker is long gone. Stupid fucker didn’t completely think this through because there’s fresh snow everywhere.
I easily follow the footsteps to the point where he jumped the fence. There are bushes preventing me from seeing in which direction the fucker went and once I’m on the street there are a few sets of prints walking in different directions.
A door falls shut across the street and a light comes on in Gertrude and Humphrey’s living room. I know for a fact those old folks are in bed before nine. Anger surges through me. The peeping Tom must have been Stuart. Even if he might not have seen much, he sure as hell knew Maeve and I were enjoying our bodies on the couch .
I don’t hear any footsteps or see anyone so it must have been him. Shoving my gun back in its holster, I grab my phone and dial Zale.
He picks up on the second ring, loud music in the background. “It’s me. Your kid’s still in bed, but I wanted to let you know that Maeve and I were enjoying ourself on your couch, only to find out there was someone watching us through the window.”
“What the fuck?” Zale growls and the loud music suddenly mutes, as if he’s stepping into his office. “I only caught the last part of your message. Is Leon okay? Maeve?”
“Leon was still sleeping when I left to see if I could catch the fucker. I’m heading back inside now. But listen.” I throw a final look at Gertrude’s place and fish the keys from my pocket. “When I chased the peeping Tom from the backyard? I heard a door fall shut and then the lights turned on at Gertrude’s place.”
“Someone was in my fuckin’ backyard? And what the hell is…wait. Didn’t Maeve mention something about Stuart following her during her trip here? It would explain someone looking into my damn home, can’t think of why the fuck anyone else would. My ex is dead and we don’t have any threats club related. Maybe it’s Maeve’s ex. We need to do a thorough background check. I’ll put Scout on it, see if we can get a location. The fucker might have changed his mind about the unborn child, who knows. I’m sending over a prospect. No, I’m coming ho me myself, this shit is fucked-up with all the uncertainties.”
I close the door behind me and come face-to-face with Maeve. She’s fully dressed and wearing a concerned look on her face.
“Thanks, let me know what Scout finds out. No need to come out here, Prez. The roads are covered in snow and I chased him off. I’m going to do another walk through and put the alarm in place.”
I hear him sigh in frustration. “Not your call. My house, my old lady’s daughter, and my kid is home too.”
I keep my gaze locked with Maeve when I tell my prez, “My responsibility when I took your kid home. Besides, Maeve is my old lady, so it’s my decision. Let Amos tap into the security cameras so he can keep an eye out if we fall asleep on the couch. He’s on shift to watch the club feed anyway.”
Due to Zale’s ex recently escaping prison, coming to finish what she started when her ass landed in prison, he installed cameras all over the house. Even if his ex is dead he thought it was a good way to tap into the feed whenever there was a need. Seems it comes in handy right now.
Like I mentioned, Amos is watching the club feed, he’ll keep an eye on everyone through the security cameras all night. It’s our way during these parties to make sure everyone is all right. Might seem unnecessary, but with the club’s recent history we like taking precautions and would rather be safe than sorry.
It’s also why it was safe enough for Maeve to stand outside near the garage when I arrived at the club earlier tonight. Nothing would have happened to her with Amos’s eyes on her at all times.
“Fine, have it your way, but keep me updated if anything else happens,” Zale rumbles. “Oh, and Reef?”
“Yeah, Prez.”
“There better not be any weird spots on my damn couch when I get home,” he growls and hangs up on me.
Chuckling, I shove the phone back into my pocket and wait for Maeve to fire off questions of what the fuck just happened.
Instead of an overload, she only throws one out that’s rather a statement than a question and it carries a sexy huskiness in her tone that makes my cock hard. “So, I’m your old lady, eh?”
I sneak my arm around her waist and pull her close.
Letting our mouths brush I murmur against her lips, “The one and only.”
Damn, it feels good to call her mine and be able to kiss her whenever the hell I like. Besides the mentioning of not leaving cum stains on his couch, my prez accepted my claim. Thank fuck he’s off my back now it’s clear Maeve is mine.
I know Zale was only protecting his old lady and their relationship, but fuck, he should have given me some credit. Even if I’ve never had a relationship, I still wouldn’t have used Maeve for a quick lay.
Though, his reaction earlier tonight might have been boosted by the visual Maeve also mentioned with the single brothers having a good time with scantily dressed women. Prez is the only one with an old lady.
Scratch that. The president and the vice president of Razing Muck MC, Blane, Minnesota chapter, are both taken.