Chapter Seven #2
Arriving at Maeve’s home, he parked the bike and went to knock on the door.
He waited only a few seconds before Maeve opened the door.
She looked so fucking sexy, in that nasty, old, too-many-times-washed crop top, and this time a pair of shorts.
Her long hair was pulled back into a messy bun at the base of her neck, and she looked so sexy.
No makeup, and a carton of ice cream in her hand.
He’d quickly come to realize that ice cream was his woman’s comfort food, and she was having a hard time dealing with Eden and Razor. She was not going to admit it, but it was there, bubbling beneath the surface.
He cupped her face and kissed her, tasting the chocolate ice cream on her lips.
“I didn’t know you were back?” she asked.
“I got in not long ago,” he said. He stepped over the threshold, closed the door, and flicked the lock.
He cupped her ass, and Maeve dropped the ice cream, and he didn’t have time to pick it up.
“I made a mess,” she said.
“I’m about to make a mess of you.” Between her menstrual cycle and the club, it had been too long since he felt his cock deep in her pussy.
He took her straight to her bedroom, and he wasn’t gentle as he started to attack her clothes, pulling them from her body and tossing them to the floor.
She didn’t fight him, and in fact, she started to tug at his clothes. He stepped back and removed his leather cut, followed by his t-shirt, which he pulled off his head and threw to the floor.
Her hands went to his chest, and she ran them up, only to circle them around the back of his neck. He reached down, grabbing the curvy shape of her ass, and he pulled her in close and growled against her lips.
“Do you have any fucking idea what you do to me?” he asked.
She ran one hand down the front of his body and cupped him through his jeans. “I think I’ve got a pretty good idea.” She squeezed him through his pants, and he gritted his teeth. It felt so good to have her hands on him. He didn’t want her to stop.
“You drive me crazy.”
She reached for his belt, and he slapped her hand out of the way and unbuckled his pants, releasing the button, followed by the zipper.
He kicked off his pants and eased his boxer briefs down.
Maeve was already on the floor, wrapping her hand around his length, and he watched as she took the tip between her lips and then sank onto his length.
He hit the back of her throat, and she moaned, but that didn’t stop her from taking more of him.
Reaching out, he wrapped his fist around his length and started to pump into her mouth.
This time, as he hit the back of her throat and she gagged, she didn’t pull back and he had no choice but to grit his teeth. Feeling her throat work over his dick as she went past that gag reflex was enough to make him undone. He just couldn’t handle it.
There was no way he was going to come down her throat, although he wanted to.
Pulling her off his cock, he threw her to the bed, spreading her legs, it was his time to taste her sweet nectar.
He pressed his tongue against her clit, and the cries coming from her lips and echoing off the walls were sweet music to his ears. It felt so good listening to her.
She filled his whole world with pleasure, and he couldn’t get enough of her.
Doc pushed his tongue down toward her entrance, and he pressed forward, fucking her with it before drawing back to tease her clit.
He wasn’t feeling in a patient mood, and he wasn’t going to wear a condom.
Doc stopped licking her pussy, grabbed the base of his cock, and lined it up with her entrance.
Staring into her eyes, he pressed forward and heard her soft subtle gasp as inch by naked inch he sank into her cunt.
Doc didn’t know where to look—into her eyes or at her pussy that was spreading open around his cock. She was perfect, and with each pulse, she tightened around his length.
He was close to losing his mind, but he was able to keep control. The pleasure was intense.
Seated to the hilt inside her, he took hold of her hands, and this time he stared into her pretty light amber eyes. She meant the fucking world to him, but he knew she wasn’t ready to hear it yet. Maeve was going through a lot of shit, and he was going to be here for her.
Seconds passed, but it could have been minutes or hours. Either way, he felt completely enraptured with her.
Slowly, he started to pull out, but he didn’t break eye contact, not once. He started to make love to her, slow at first, making her take every inch of his cock. Doc was gentle, giving her time to adjust to the feel of him.
Then he couldn’t hold back, and he started to speed up. The feel of her pussy was so good, and the fact it had been over two weeks since he was last inside her. Doc had every intention of letting her find her orgasm first; however, he wasn’t patient enough.
He fucked her hard, driving in deep, slapping his flesh against hers, pounding until he found his release, which he did by plowing his cock balls-deep and spilling wave upon wave of cum into her tight cunt.
Doc may not have been patient, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to take care of his woman. He wanted her to come. Pulling out of her pussy, he kissed his way down to her body, and using his fingers, he spread her pussy, seeing his cum leaking out of her cunt.
He licked her clit and used his fingers to push his cum back inside her, knowing there was a chance it might make her pregnant, but that was exactly what he wanted. He wanted to get her pregnant.
She moaned his name, and he felt the change within her. It was only a few strokes of his tongue, and his name echoed around the room as she came apart.