by K E Osborn
I chuckle and nod. “Agreed. And you have to do one naughty thing when we’re together just once, but I have to determine if it’s naughty enough to qualify.”
She laughs so hard her tits jiggle up and down and my cock twitches in my pants.
“Agreed, but I’m not doing anything illegal.”
I laugh and pull her to me wrapping my arms around her waist as she secures her arms around my neck. “Doesn’t have to be illegal, I can think of a few things that qualify as naughty.” I smirk and she leans in pressing her body flush against mine and smiling mischievously.
“Oh yeah? Does this count?” Leaning in she presses her lips to my neck and kisses it tenderly. I tense up slightly as my cock begins to throb. Licking my lips, I close my eyes as she continues to kiss my neck.
Clearing my throat, I chuckle slightly. “No, that doesn’t count. But you can keep doin’ it.”
She presses her body harder against mine and continues to kiss up against my jawline and onto my cheek. Her mouth trails along my skin until her lips reach mine. I press my lips against hers hard needing to feel her, kissing her deeply. Her mouth opens and my tongue finds hers as I move pushing her up against the kitchen bench grinding my now fully formed erection into her. She moans into my mouth and her hands rush up and into my hair.
Moving my hands to the silk of her shirt, the sensation of the fabric sends a shiver down my spine as I lift her shirt up. She suddenly pulls back and looks at me panting and pressing on my chest for me to stop. I do so immediately and pant with her as I stare in her eyes wondering why we’re stopping.
“Should we wait?” she asks breathlessly.
A groan echoes from my chest before I can stop it, and I regret it instantly when she frowns at me. Taking a deep breath, I centre myself and look at her with a half-smile.
“If you want to wait, Flame, then we’ll wait. But, just so you know, I don’t want to.”
She swallows hard and chews on her lip. Fuck that’s sexy!
“I never usually sleep with a guy after knowing him for only four days.”
I grin and pull her back to me. “Rule number one? Try somethin’ different every time you’re with me. Maybe this can be the first act of the rule?”
She swallows hard and takes a deep breath then leans in and slowly unzips my leather jacket.
I exhale and grin. “Thank fuck,” I say and crash my lips back to hers.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
She runs her hands inside my jacket and pulls it off my shoulders, it falls to the floor as my tongue collides with hers. Moving my hands back to her silky shirt, I lift it up and this time she doesn’t stop me. Smiling against her lips, I pull back and lift it over her head then look down to see her wearing a white see-through lacy bra. Her pert nipples hard already as I exhale moving my hand in to massage her right tit. My other hand moves to my back pocket to pull out my wallet, and I place it on the kitchen counter next to Willow.
Her hands move to my shirt and she lifts it over my head. Regretfully I take my hand from her tit so my shirt can come off and fall to the floor next to my jacket. She looks down to my chest and her eyes graze the names across it. Her fingers delicately touch the ink and she smiles and leans in kissing me again. Grabbing my track pants that she’s wearing, I pull on them and she shuffles helping me as they fall to the floor. I pull back as she goes to take off her heels and I shake my head.
“Leave the red heels on, babe.”
She smirks, steps out of the pants leaving her heels on and grabs the hem of her skirt and pulls it down and off, leaving her in a miss-matched underwear set. Her knickers are a bright purple and I smile slightly as her cheeks flush a bright red.
“Sorry, I had no intention of showing you my underwear tonight.” She pulls back into herself like she’s embarrassed and I pull her closer to me and smile wide.
“I think they’re sexy, purple suits ya.” Licking my lips, I move my hands around her back and unclip her bra. She widens her eyes slightly but lets me do it. Her bra falls to the floor and her pert tits fall free. So perfect and round and real. Just over a handful. I groan as my cock hardens even more and stiffens along the seam of my jeans. Pushing my mouth back to hers and grinding my aching cock into her, she moans against my lips and moves her hands in between us, undoing my belt buckle and then my zip. I inwardly jump for joy knowing my cock will soon be free from its confines.
She grabs the hem of my jeans and pulls them down over my arse letting my cock finally out and she pulls back looking down.
Saucy little bitch!
She gasps and her hand flies to her mouth. I quickly look down expecting to see something bad, and all I see is my cock sticking right up almost against my stomach. I furrow my brows and look at her as a smile crosses her face and she starts to giggle.
“What the fuck, Flame? You scared me thinkin’ somethin’ was wrong with my cock. Why’d you gasp?” I ask feeling slightly unsettled by her reaction.
She looks up into my eyes and giggles again. “It’s… huge,” she whispers the last word and smiles so brightly it makes me chuckle to see her so affected by my size.
I laugh and shake my head. “You never seen a big cock before?”
She shakes her head quickly from side to side gradually slowing down to a slow shake, and a thought crosses my mind. “Are… are you a virgin?”
She laughs and shakes her head. “No! Trent, my ex, was a goody-two-shoes with a small cock, but he did manage to take my virginity.”
I smirk now knowing why she wants a bad boy. Her ex was all good now she wants a real man, someone with some edge and roughness to him. Well, I can give you that babe! I lean in grabbing her arse cheeks and lifting her up onto the kitchen bench. She squeals and giggles as I lean into her and step out of my jeans and boots leaving me completely naked in her kitchen.
Moving in, I press my lips to her neck and she moans at my touch. My hands make their way to her knickers so I rip the side of them.
She pulls her head up and gasps. “Steel!”
I chuckle. “You want a bad boy?”
She brings her lips together and bites on them and nods slightly.
“Well, bad boys rip off knickers. Now scoot, so I can pull them off.”
She lifts her arse off the bench so I can pull the knickers out from under her leaving her naked on the bench top. My hand skims down her side and onto her thigh. I move in between her legs and push them wider apart as I stand in between them. She’s at the right height that if I wanted to plunge inside of her right now I could. Normally I would, but I don’t want to hurt her, so I’ll work her up first.
My hand glides up to her pussy and her skin is flinching and quivering with every millimetre I go. Her hands move to the bench, gripping the edge tightly, and I look into her eyes as my fingers slide to her pussy. She shudders as I trace the line of her folds. Her breathing is fast and harsh as I bring my finger in line with her clit. Pressing on it, she jolts and I love that she’s so sensitive to my touch. I bring my mouth to hers. I want to capture her moans with my mouth as she cums.
Circling my finger on her bud, I press harder as her warm flesh pulsates against my finger. Her breaths out of her nose are solid and fast and I know she likes this pressure, so I enhance it. Moving my other hand in, I slide two fingers inside her tight as fuck pussy. Her walls tighten around my fingers as I press on her clit and finger bang her slowly. I want to make this good for her. It’s all about the pleasure for Flame, not about getting me off even though my cock is throbbing and I already have precum forming on my head.
Her delicate moans begin to echo into my mouth as her kisses become more relaxed like she’s having trouble concentrating. This is a good sign. It means the pleasure in her pussy is too good for her to keep kissing me. Her hips start to react with my movements, and even I’m breathing heavier. Her light whimpers are driving me crazy and it’s the sexiest sound I’ve ever fucking heard. I can’t wait to hear her fucking call out my name as she cums with my co
ck deep inside her.
Circling on her clit, I press harder and push my fingers into her deeper. Her back arches as her body begins to shake. Her pussy walls tighten around my fingers. She’s constantly moaning now—I know she’s close. I flick inside of her and press hard, she stops kissing me and throws her head back moaning loudly as her body trembles and explodes in her first climax for me.
Grinning wildly, I continue to circle on her clit slowly bringing her down and she jolts a few times. Her breathing is staggered as she brings her head back up and looks at me. I smile at her and she smiles languidly.
“That was…” she trails off and closes her eyes relaxing.
“Good?”
She opens her eyes and smiles wide with a chuckle. “No, bad… very, very, bad.” Her grin is mischievous and I smirk reaching for my wallet next to her and pull out a condom.
She licks her lips and I tear the pack and roll the franger onto my throbbing and aching cock. I can’t wait another second to be inside of her. As it is, I don’t think this will last that long, even though she’s had an orgasm, I got pretty damn worked up too.
I move in pulling her to the edge of the cabinet and she seems to wake back up instantly. She wraps her arms around my neck and I line my cock up with her pussy as she wraps her legs around my waist.
“Hold on tight, babe.” I lean in kissing her as I thrust inside her entirely. She moans as I do at the tight warmth wrapping me completely. She feels like heaven, and I have to stop for a second just to live in the moment. I’m balls deep inside Willow and connected to her as one. Sure I’ve had sex with plenty of women, but I’ve never felt like this. Right now, it’s like nothing in the world exists except for us. Two beating hearts, joined as one. I feel like a fucking pussy but right at this moment, something is happening to me. A shift, an emotional switch inside me that I never saw coming. Willow is wrapping herself around me not just physically in this moment, but emotionally.
I’m in trouble!
Remembering that I’m buried to the hilt right now, my cock twitches inside of her so I flick the switch on my thoughts and get to the job at hand. Pulling back and thrusting inside her, she moans into my mouth and I kiss her forcefully. Pulling back and forth back and forth as I pound into her, this is not a soft fuck. I’m giving her the bad boy she’s craving. Her fingernails dig into my back as her moans echo through the kitchen. Sweat beads on my skin as I fuck her into the middle of next week.
Her pussy begins to tighten around my cock squeezing it making me growl out in pleasure as she starts to tremble against me. Her nails dig in further, I’m sure drawing blood as I pound into her hard and fast. She moans loudly as her back arches and her body tenses. I thrust deep inside her and clench my hands on her arse cheeks tightly. She gasps for air as she rides me hard.
“Oh God, Steel,” she calls out loud as she finishes off with a moan. Her pussy tightens around my cock making my balls squeeze in pleasure as she writhes through her orgasm. I continue to pound into her striving for my own, as I bury my head in her neck and bite on it softly. She moans still moving with me. My balls tighten, a tingle shoots up my spine as pins and needles run up and down my legs. My balls pull up, and I moan loudly into her neck as I shoot hot cum straight into the condom thrusting one last time deep inside her.
Kissing her neck, I move my head down in between her tits and smother myself in them. She giggles and runs her hands through my hair as I slowly come down from my lofty heights. I kiss her tits and slowly look up at her. She gazes at me with adoring eyes, and I exhale and smile.
“Bad?” I tease.
She giggles. “Oh, so bad.”
I chuckle leaning in to kiss her then lean back pulling out of her, taking off the condom, tying a knot and throwing it in the bin.
“Squuueee.” Petunia comes rushing into the kitchen running into the bin in her rush. She shakes her head and then rushes to my feet and starts circling. I can’t help but laugh at the tiny animal as I lean in grabbing Willow and pull her from the counter. She’s gloriously naked, and I can’t help but lean in and kiss her strongly as Petunia cuddles into my bare leg.
Willow pulls back and runs her finger along the three tattooed names across my chest. “Can I ask who they are?”
I look down to the three names and swallow hard. Taking a deep breath, I nod. “Byron and Tyson are my brothers, they were twins. They died when I was younger. We were in the clubhouse when a fight broke out with a rival club and the twins were targeted.”
Her eyes open wide as well as her mouth and her hand shoots to her lips to cover her gasp. She moves in holding me tight. I hold her back.
“I’m so sorry.”
I shrug and tilt my head. “It’s okay, it was years ago and I don’t really remember much. I was so young.”
She runs her hand over the other tattoo and I bring my hand up grabbing hers and interlace our fingers. Smiling at her, I continue, “Amelia, that’s my mother…” she smiles and nods, “…you’d like her.”
Willow lets out a sigh like she’s relieved. Maybe she thought Mum was dead too? I take a deep breath and decide to change the subject. “You know, you’re one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen,” I say trying to pay her a compliment. Plus, it’s true.
She smiles and then it’s followed by a frown. I bring my finger up and run it along her temple. “What are you thinkin’ to make you frown like that?”
She shakes her head and plasters on a fake smile. “Nothing.”
I roll my eyes and look at her through my lashes. “Don’t bullshit me, talk to me.”
“Do you think I’m more beautiful than Lunar?”
I slump my shoulders and shake my head as anger swells inside me. “Don’t do that. Don’t get jealous. It doesn’t suit you.”
She frowns and looks away from me. I huff and pull her chin so she’s looking up at me. “What babe?”
“You didn’t say I am, though.”
I exhale and rub the back of my neck.
Fucking chicks! I’ll never understand this shit as long as I live.
“That’s because I shouldn’t have to. Willow, you’re the one I’m here with, not Lunar. Yes, she’s pretty, but she wears too much makeup and her hair is pink and yellow for Christ’s sake. You’re a natural beauty. Your freckles make me want to kiss each and every one of them. Your hair’s so beautiful I want to run my fingers through it constantly. And your face… your face babe is somethin’ I can’t get out of my mind, and somethin’ I want to look at every day for the rest of my life. That’s how fuckin’ beautiful you are… got it?”
She smiles brightly and nods.
“And if you tell my brothers I said any of that shit I will… I don’t know what I’ll do. Withhold sex from you, tease you until you are close to orgasm and deny it to you, make it so you can never kiss me again. I don’t know. Whatever will be bad for you, that’s what I’ll do.”
She giggles and wraps her arms around my neck and nods. “You got it biker boy. Your secret’s safe with me.”
She’s so fucking cute right now, so I press my lips to hers forcefully and back her up against the counter again. My cock begins to stiffen wanting round two and I don’t think it would be kind to deny him.
***
Cuddling in bed isn’t necessarily one of my favourite pastimes. Sure I often spend the night with Lunar in my bed and in my arms, but I wouldn’t say I enjoy it. It’s more for her benefit, definitely not mine. But there’s something about lying here with Willow asleep, her head resting on my chest, her hair fanned out all over my arm and her hand holding mine against my stomach that’s doing things to my head.
I could get used to this.
I’m enjoying our time and I… like it. I don’t know what it is about this red-headed beauty, but there’s something about her that’s changing me. She’s turning me into a pussy—God damn it. The thing is, I don’t seem to care. I only care that I don’t care, if that makes sense? My head is so fucked right now, and as th
e gentle whooshing of air is forced from her slightly open mouth as she sleeps soundly on my chest, I can’t help but think that this woman is the one to change everything for me.
I know Dad’s view on old ladies. He doesn’t want me to have one because of his experience with my mum. He thinks they’re all users, who’ll break your heart if you give it to them. But I think this woman might be worth the fight. As I run my hand over the silky soft skin of her arm, I can’t help but think, Willow might be the one for me.
I close my eyes with a smile on my face as Petunia moves on the bed and settles in between my legs. I inwardly chuckle at how she’s basically like a small dog, but bacon. Taking a deep breath filled with flowery smelling hair, I kiss her head and allow myself to fall asleep with Willow in my arms on her bed with her pet pig on my lap. God help me!
***
The early morning sun is breaking through the window and annoying me. Or maybe it’s the pig that won’t stop moving around on the bed. Or maybe it’s that rustling noise. Either way, I’m tired and I want to sleep, but everything in the fucking universe seems to be stopping that from happening. Opening one eye to the bright room, I squint slightly and look over to see Willow standing up and getting dressed.
Rustling noise—check.
Opening both eyes, I lean up on my elbows and look at her now covered body. She’s beautiful all the time, but I much prefer her naked.
“Sorry didn’t mean to wake you. Go back to sleep,” she says and I huff and flop back to the bed.
“What time is it?” I ask.
She giggles. “You won’t like it.”
I groan and pull a pillow over my head. “What time?”
She laughs. “Five thirty.”
I throw the pillow across the room and sit up abruptly looking at her with creased brows. “In the morning?” I ask and she laughs while pulling on her dress.
“Yes, some of us have work, you know?” She walks over to the pillow picking it up and throws it back on the bed.
