Blind Devotion (Steel Jackals MC Book 1)

by Nancy Haviland

  Her mouth formed a silent O. She was going to come. “Do your worst, and we’ll take whatever you give us.” She grabbed his wrist and tried to take over the slow screw he was performing. “Hurry! Before I do it myself!”

  With a deep growl that was alarmingly feral, he jerked free of her, slammed his seat all the way back, and flipped her over so that her upper body ended up in the rear compartment of the super cab. Her ass landed where his shoulders had been. He threw his cut and t-shirt off, then pounced so that his face landed square between her legs. For the next few minutes, Tish couldn’t keep up with all he did to her. He ravaged her, his goatee scratching at her inner thighs as his tongue impaled her, moving in and out, mimicking sex in the same way his fingers did when they soon joined the action. Those two digits that supplied a fullness she mewled her appreciation for were pumped so high into her she could have sworn she felt her hymen tear.

  When Josh concentrated his attention on the bundle of screaming nerves at the top of her slit, her control snapped. Heat spilled from her core as she went hurtling into a place that held nothing but a hectic pleasure that stole her ability to think. She blindly tried to grab him, needing an anchor, but he wouldn’t allow any purchase, so it was on her own she experienced the powerful climax. No matter how much she tried to control it, she couldn’t.

  As the walls of her pussy clamped and released on his fingers, and her limbs stiffened with a bone-wracking pleasure, Josh continued to slather attention elsewhere. Her beaded nipples were plucked at and rolled, her belly was nibbled on, the base of her throat was sucked on until she knew a mark must have formed. She tried again to reach for him, but once more he grabbed her wrist and slammed her arm back above her head.

  “Don’t touch. Not yet. If you do, it’s game over. This is me being selfish, and you’re…you’re…” He was tearing his pants open in the next second, his breathing labored, his dirty blond hair falling over his damp forehead. “Fuck it. I need inside you now. Need it so bad you couldn’t possibly understand. I’m gonna fuck you so good and so long, Tish. Forgive me for that.”

  No sooner had he finished speaking when she felt his cockhead nestle at her entrance. She wailed a sound of relief as she maneuvered her legs around the steering wheel and clamped his hips between her knees, her heels nudging his ass.

  “That’s it, babe,” he said approvingly, as he reached down and grabbed himself by the base to slap her clit with the head that was now slick with the evidence of her desire. He dragged it through her lips. “You’re soaked. So fuckin’ hot how ready you are for me.”

  “In. Now. You don’t have to be gentle. In fact, please don’t be.” She was gasping for air, shaking with the need to feel him strike solid through her body.

  Perspiration dripped off the end of his nose to join the trail already running between her breasts. He began to enter her in short, teasing increments that made her see red.

  “Oh, my God, Josh! Come on!”

  “I don’t want to hurt you!” he barked.

  She grabbed his beautiful face and made him look into her eyes. “You won’t. Now get inside my cunt and fuck me the way you want to fuck me.”

  “It’s my cunt,” was all he said before he gripped her shoulders and drove himself so deep inside her that Tish was sure she felt his balls try to gain entry as well. She screamed through the invasion, more from the shock of finally getting what she wanted than any pain she felt. Aside from a burning sting that felt like cramps severe enough to make her eyes water, it was the fullness of his shaft that registered most, and the goddamn stretch her body was forced to achieve to accommodate his immense girth.

  Proving he was capable of controlling himself, up to a point, he didn’t start moving right away but allowed her body time to adjust after his violent entrance. “Sorry,” he whispered. “Sorry, babe.” He was shaking, and her lips curved when he began whispering curses so crude and naughty she felt the need to send up a prayer asking for leniency on his dirty little soul.

  She looked at him hovering above her, his shoulders so wide she couldn’t see beyond them. More moisture welled in her eyes. They’d made it. They were connected as lovers. He was burrowed tight and protected, right where he belonged. Her tears spilled over to seep into the hair at her temples as her love for him filled her to bursting.

  Kind of like his cock was doing.

  She reached under to feel the fine skin at her entrance that was stretched thin and tight. Her pussy walls pulsed, kneading his shaft. “Have I told you yet that you have the thickest cock I’ve ever seen? Don’t you ever apologize for that.”

  He shook his head once, his eyes squeezed shut. “Wasn’t. And mine is the only one you’ve ever seen.”

  She took her hand away to make room and brought both palms around to press them to his firm ass. “True. You can move now.”

  “Shut up for a second, Tish.” His jaw was clamped so tight she was surprised it didn’t shatter.

  Liking that he was on edge, she found herself teasing him through her light pant. “I think I remember you mentioning something about talking like a whore once I got you inside me. Actually, I think I was supposed to talk like ‘the worst kind of whore.’ Wasn’t that what you said?”

  He clamped a punishing grip on her hips to prevent her from moving.

  “So, I guess you want to hear how much I’m loving this hard cock stretching me out.”

  He made a dark sound.

  “I had no idea you’d feel so thick. So…invasive. I can’t feel anything except you. Thank God my tight little pussy was dripping, huh, baby?” she whispered. She got nothing back, so she gave up. “Joking aside, if you’re ready to give it to me, I’m more than willing to take the hard and long you promised.”

  His cock twitched and seemed to swell, causing something in her to respond with a yearning that doused the humor. She tried to move her hips and pulled her face out of his neck when he wouldn’t let her. His eyes opened, his shiner looking so much darker in the shadows. But it wasn’t a forced appreciation for her dirty mouth or a crazed lust she saw in their depths. It was a tender regret.

  “I fucked this up,” he said in a subdued voice that crackled with strain. He ignored her viciously shaking head and went on. “I should have you in a fancy room splashing around in a goddamn bubble bath with candles and shit all around us. I should be lying underneath you, slowly lowering you onto my cock while talking you through your first time, so it doesn’t hurt so much.”

  His jaw clenched as he pulled his hips back slowly. He pushed them forward with a long, drawn out curse. Oh…shit. Tish’s eyes rolled back in her head at that first drag of his firm flesh through her snug grip. She barely heard him when he continued. Certainly had no hope of reassuring him that she was about to die from pleasure.

  “Instead I slammed inside this brand new pussy in the front seat of my truck like a horny kid who doesn’t know fuck all about control.”

  “Yes,” she agreed. “You did. It’s so good.” That familiar feeling of a coming explosion swiftly materialized when he began rocking forward and back in a smooth, steady rhythm that her hips instinctively followed.

  “I’ll make this up to you. I swear I’ll give you something nice and easy. Just be patient and let me work through this goddamn desperate need I have to claim you.”

  Hearing that stoked the flames and she nodded as she hooked her feet on the wheel to use as leverage so she could better meet his thrusts. “You’re perfect…knew you would be…don’t be sad, ‘kay? We can do whatever you want. But next time. Right now, you can do me harder. It’s good. I’m good. Doesn’t hurt anywhere. Promise. Harder, please.” She felt no pain. How could she when all she was getting was wave after wave of the most incredible sensations rippling out from her core. God, he felt incredible.

  “Sure?”

  “Oh, yes. I’m so fucking sure.”

  He drove into her harder, causing her back to arch in sheer bliss. “Did you hear anything I said?” he asked with a curve
d lip.

  “Yes, but…” He was hitting her so deep now. “Oh, fuuuck.” Steady and hard. “I’m going to come again, Josh.” Sliding out just enough to rim her opening before surging back with a sharp thrust of his hips. “You’re making me come. Oh, shit, yes! Yes, yes, yes!”

  He fucked her faster, and with the help of her fingers working her clit, Tish came in a blinding rush. She wantonly grabbed her breast and squeezed her nipple, vaguely wondering at the power behind the climax. Her solitary orgasms weren’t as intense, and nowhere near as long lasting. She was dripping with sweat by the time she came down.

  The solid bang of Josh’s elbow against the window had him growling in frustration. “Okay. Fuck this.” He popped his head up and looked around, then to her shock, he shoved the door open. “Get your arms and legs around me.”

  “What? What are you doing?” The interior light was as bright as the sun!

  “I’m not staying in here, and there’s no way my cock is coming out of you now that it’s in there. Unless you want me to lay you down on the front lawn so I’ll have enough room to fuck you the way I want, you’re gonna have to play monkey and wrap yourself around the master.”

  Tish shut her eyes and grabbed her backpack and his cut before wrapping her weak limbs around his hips and neck.

  “That’s my girl. Get your keys out.” He climbed down, jarring her when he hit the ground, and slammed the door as the heat of the night surrounded them. He tugged her skirt down over her bare ass, but with his upper body exposed, his pants clearly open, his belt buckle and chain rattling…if anyone were to see them, they’d know what was going on.

  “Hurry,” she whispered, praying the neighbors were all asleep. She peeked out from his neck and saw no lights on anywhere around them as he swiftly brought her to the front door, which was thankfully dark because that darling light was out again. He took the key she pressed into his hand and was closing them into the house in the next second. “Don’t you ever do that again.” She heel-toed her boots off and let them fall to the floor.

  He laughed and threw the keys on the counter as he went by. She added her bag and the vest.

  “I’d like to lay you out on the table and make a meal out of you, but I think you probably want your bed, hmm?” He went through the dark house without hitting any lights, the movement of his body causing his cock to gently pump into her with every step. “You have any idea how hot your cunt is? It’s branding my dick. Feels so fucking good I can’t believe my legs still work.” He gripped her ass cheeks tighter. “Once I’m free to move, I’ll be filling up this little body of yours. You have an objection to that; you better voice it now.”

  She kissed her way across his jaw and shrugged off what was left of her shirt and bra so she could freely rub herself against the dusting of hair on his chest.

  “Not a word, huh?” He closed them into her room and locked the door. “Light?”

  “Nope, and yes. Only the lamp, though.”

  “That sugary little ‘nope’ just guaranteed I won’t go easy on you.”

  She drew back to give him a confused look. “One minute you’re worried about hurting me, the next you’re saying things like that. You’re making my head spin.”

  He leaned over and a click sounded before a soft glow lit the room. He was grinning as he fell back on the bed so that she was straddling him. “Tell me what you want. Honestly. No holding back.” He lifted and lowered her up and down the length of his shaft. “Show off that dirty mouth of yours.”

  She smiled and brought said mouth to his ear to lick around the shell with the tip of her tongue before trying her hand at speaking whore again. He stiffened as she talked, especially when she ended her spiel with, “…and I’d like you to spank my perky ass for using such language when referring to my body. Oh, and don’t fuck around with some lame love-tap; I want to be able to see your palm print on my burning ass cheek for at least a day.”

  Excited, thinking she’d done a damn good job that time, she popped upright to check out his expression. “How was that?” she asked with a proud grin.

  Josh’s face was drawn, his cheeks ruddy, his lips pulled back from his teeth. He looked viciously aroused, and Tish eagerly opened herself to everything that was about to come at her.

  Without a word, he delivered two sharp, stinging slaps to her ass that had her shrieking and trying to jerk away. He then followed her instructions to the letter. He went animal on her, fucking her all over the room. Without removing his steadily pistoning cock even once, he brought her from surface to surface—her dresser, the window sill, against the wall, the floor—and he drove himself into her needy body like a man, well, like a man who’d spent the last thirty-six months in prison.

  She came apart, soaking his shaft twice from the brain-numbing orgasms he wrung from her, while he remained rock-solid despite one release that was so copious his unrelenting thrusts caused it to overflow her pussy and drip down the insides of her thighs. Just like in another of her many fantasies, she was coated in his pearly wetness in no time.

  ELEVEN

  “Are you aware that when you come, this little pussy sucks on my cock the same way your mouth did the other night?”

  “Josh.”

  Tish’s admonishment came out sounding weak. One, because she was slowly getting used to his filth. And, two, because she was distracted by the brightness in her eyes.

  He was behind her, and she was watching through the mirror attached to her dresser how perfect they looked together, how their bodies moved, how beautiful he was with his hair sweat-dampened and flopping over onto his forehead. How large his hands looked as they covered her breasts, pushing them together. She just looked feverish, her eyes nearly glowing.

  “Jerked off in the shower last night imagining I was fucking these beauties.”

  She saw her whole face light up in the reflection. “You did?”

  “Yeah, I did.”

  “I like that you masturbate to thoughts of me.”

  “Then you’ll love hearing that the night before I sprayed the tile in that fuckin’ hotel room shower reliving you on your knees, and I’ll use that image for months to come. Unless I’m using you.” He winked, then patted her hip with his palm. “Speaking of knees…” He pulled out of her, spun her around, and dropped to the floor. “I think I owe you some time on mine. Wanna tongue bath?”

  He picked up her left leg and threw it over his shoulder, then proceeded to melt her bones by licking her thighs and eating her pussy like she was the tastiest of desserts. He nibbled, hummed, and sucked while she thrust her hips, groaned, and fell in love with his goatee all over again.

  “I’m going to fall,” she said shakily as her hand gripped the edge of her dresser. The other was tangled in his hair.

  After a final swipe with his talented tongue, he rose and brought her over to the bed, where he unceremoniously kicked her legs out from under her so that she fell face first into the tangle of sheets. She was laughing as he came down on top of her, covering her back with his sweat slicked chest. He guided himself into her again and lifted her hair to the side so he could run his lips up and down the top of her spine, kissing her every so often as he pumped into her slow and easy.

  “Having you like this is blowing away the many fantasies I’ve had. I’ve done some nasty shit to you in my mind. You should fuckin’ hate me for that.”

  She pushed her ass against him and fisted her blankets when the head of his cock started rubbing at something deep inside her. “Tell me. What have you done?”

  “Nothing I’ll admit to. Especially the shit we’ll never do for real.”

  “Aw. Share with me. Maybe it’ll excite me. Did you…” What wouldn’t he feel uncomfortable telling her? Or doing with her for real? “Did you come on my face?”

  “Of course.” He snorted as if that were nothing. “I also fucked you in public—too many places to list.”

  When he didn’t go on, she prodded him. “Come on, tell me just a couple.”
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  He chuckled. “I’ve held you over my face and eaten you out while a few jealous guards and a handful of inmates watched. I’ve had you on the table at Ernie’s—eaten and fucked you—while the place was packed with customers slobbering over burgers and fries. My favorite, though, is when I drag you onto my lap and fuck you just right while business goes on all around us at the clubhouse. So, yeah, stupid shit like that.”

  Tish closed her eyes as a tremble rolled down her spine. It ended at her tailbone and sent a quivering vibration through her thighs as she played out the voyeuristic scenes in her mind. This turned her on now? Sheesh. Who’d have thought, within one weekend, she could go from being completely innocent to feeling hot and bothered by thoughts of strangers watching Josh screw her?

  She came to attention when he took a fistful of her hair and pulled her head back far enough for her to see his unhappy face. He withdrew from her body, drawing out of her to hover for a suspended moment before pushing forward to work his marble-like shaft right in to the root. “You seriously checking out on me, little girl?”

  Her mouth fell opened on a silent moan as she shook her head. He gave her a firm, smacking kiss. “No,” she panted. “I was thinking of being watched as I come in your dirty mouth.”

  He nodded with satisfaction. “Did I mention all the guys had their dicks out and were jerking off?”

  She swatted back at him but missed him by a mile. “Josh!”

  “When you came for me, they sprayed their load.”

  “You’re a pig,” she muttered as his eyes twinkled with humor.

  He licked her lips and stole inside for another short but thorough kiss. “I know. But you’re getting used to it. You haven’t blushed in twenty minutes. And in case I wasn’t clear before, nothing like that will ever fuckin’ happen. You coming for me is for my eyes only. But if there’s anything else you want to try, I’m all ears.”

  If she wasn’t blushing before, she was blushing now. “Seems we have the in-public fantasy in common. Only mine stars your bike. I usually come at the point where you’re riding your precious baby through town, while I ride mine.” She winked, and her smile grew when he grinned and shook his head just before he jerked from her body with a suddenness that was jarring.