HANDS OFF MY WOMAN: Padre Knights MC

by Claire St. Rose

  “So tell me, boss,” she teased, licking her lips and running her hands across her breasts. “What is it you'd like me to do first?”

  Walking toward her, I ran my finger over her bottom-up shirt, popping the first button, then the next. “I think you know what I want you to do, Abbie.”

  “Tell me, King,” she said softly. “Tell me what you want. Tell me what you desire.”

  Abbie kissed my neck, and slid her hands down, lifting my shirt up over my head. The way her fingernails scratched at my chest and sides as she removed my shirt sent shivers down my spine and an explosion of sensation through my entire body.

  “Bend over,” I growled in her ear. “And lift that pretty little skirt up.”

  Abbie grinned, pushing me away playfully as she climbed off the desk. Looking at me over her shoulder and licking her lips, she turned around and gave her hips a little shimmy as she lifted her skirt and bent over the desk. Still looking at me, she smiled at me with her ass in the air and the short skirt pulled up around her waist, exposing every beautiful piece of her skin to me.

  Feeling my pulse quicken and my cock straining against my jeans almost painfully, I sucked in a breath as I looked at her. Abbie's tight little ass was pale, perfect and just begging to be smacked. Gently, almost too gently, I smacked her ass. Abbie looked back at me with an arched eyebrow, as if she was mocking me for pulling my punch. The look on her face begged for more.

  “Please, King,” her voice was breathy and full of longing. “Harder.”

  Reaching my hand back, I cut loose and smacked that pale, perfect ass harder this time, leaving a red handprint on her otherwise pale as snow skin. She groaned in pleasure as my hand connected with her ass with a loud pop. Her eyes closed and her lips curled upward, she was obviously enjoying the sensation.

  “Again,” she pleaded, her head down on my desk as she begged me to spank her. “More.”

  “Why? Have you been a naughty girl, Abbie?”

  “Only with you, King. You make me want to do very bad things.”

  Reaching back, I smacked her again. My palm connected with her ass with another loud popping noise and she cried out in pleasure, shuddering as my I left a bright red imprint of my hand on her skin. “Like what, Abbie? What else do you want me to do?”

  “Fuck me, King,” she muttered.

  “Yeah? You want me to fuck you?”

  She mumbled something I couldn't make out, but it sounded more like she was pleading for even more.

  In the position I was standing in, looking down at Abbie, I could also see her sweet, delicate little pussy, and it was glistening with wetness. I knew from experience that it was tight as hell and that she could work those muscles. She could grip my cock tightly which made for an even stronger, more powerful sensation as I drove my cock into her. Just imagining what it would be like sheathed inside of her again, the anticipation of it that caused my body tremble and made my head spin.

  But I wasn't about to move too fast. I was going to draw this out as long as possible. I wanted to make her really beg for it. I wanted to drive her to that brink of madness where she was pleading for it, letting me know she truly wanted it.

  With both hands, I spread her open until I found her clit. With one finger, I gently teased it, causing her to jump slightly at my touch. A giggle escaped her throat, but as I slipped a finger deep inside of her, she gasped, throwing her head back as I buried my digit deep inside of her. As I pulled it back out, I smiled seeing how wet it was. With her looking over her shoulder at me again, I locked eyes with her as I slipped my finger into my mouth, licking all of her off of it.

  “Delicious,” I said softly.

  “Please, King,” she whimpered. “Please. Fuck me now, baby.”

  Instead, I shoved my finger inside of her again, this time reaching even deeper inside of her. I moved my finger in and out, exploring the depths of her sweet little pussy. She pushed herself back against my hand as if she wanted more, as if she needed more. So I gave it to her by sliding a second finger in, filling her up as much as I could with them. She closed her eyes and moaned.

  I savored the way she felt from the inside, the tightness and wetness of her little hole. I was feeling almost lightheaded as I imagined how tight she was going to feel around my engorged cock. Closing my eyes, I continued to pleasure her with my hand, thrusting my fingers deeper and harder inside of her, reveling in the textures, the wetness – not to mention the sounds that came from her as I fingered her tight little pussy.

  But that wasn't enough. The taste of her lingered on my lips from licking her juices off of my finger and I knew I needed more. I needed to taste her.

  “Please, King,” she begged, pushing her ass back against me as I pulled my fingers out of her. “Don't stop. Please.”

  But as I stood her up and turned her around, making her face me, she didn't object. She did exactly as I wanted. I lifted her up on the desk and spread those soft, silky thighs apart. She bit her bottom lip, her face a mask of eager anticipation as I lowered myself to my knees. Her breath caught in her throat as I dropped between her legs and buried my face into her sweet little pussy. I ran the tip of my tongue around her lips and then slid the tip of it inside of her. She gripped my hair and moaned as I took her clit into my mouth and started to suck on it.

  As I sucked on her clit harder, she jumped, letting out a noise that sounded like pleasure mixed with pain. Her hands were entangled in my hair as I licked and sucked her, savoring her sweetness, enjoying the musky smell of her as she pressed my head down harder into her. My tongue explored every inch of her, going deep inside of her. Abbie's juices coated my lips, my mouth, and were running down my chin. I greedily licked and sucked on her, reveling in the feel of her body twitching and grinding against my face.

  Abbie gasped, her body quivering against me and I knew she was close. I kept going, licking and sucking faster, harder. Her breath was coming out in shallow gasps and she moaned my name. I wanted to make her come all over my face, I wanted to feel her body explode with pleasure as I buried my tongue deep inside of her.

  “Jesus Christ, King,” she gasped. “More. Don't stop. Don't stop, baby.”

  I started fucking her with my tongue, moving it in and out of her tight little hole, listening to her gasp and moan, getting her closer and closer to climax with every stroke of my tongue.

  “Yes, yes, yes,” she murmured.

  Her legs stiffened and there was the sound of her sharply taking a deep, shuddering breath. The train was grinding to a halt and I knew I'd reached my destination. She pushed my face deeper into her, her thighs gripping my head and I felt the spasms and contractions of her pussy around my tongue as she came. Hard. She pulled my hair sharply, almost painfully as her body thrashed and she called out my name over and over again. If the men were back and in the shop, there was no way I could keep this a secret. She was crying out so loud, I was pretty sure the dead in that cemetery I took her to could hear her. I knew if the guys were in the shop, everyone would be able to hear her calling out for me, cumming hard for me. And I didn't care who heard.

  I wanted her to come so fucking hard that the entire town heard her screaming in pleasure.

  “I need you – inside of me.” She pulled on my hair, pulling my face away from her. I looked up into her beautiful, half closed eyes. “Now, King. I need your cock in me right fucking now.”

  I stood up and Abbie instantly wrapped her legs around me, pulling me closer. Her hands were at my zipper before I could stop her, and she was removing my pants, a near crazed look in her eyes as and panting heavily as she did so. My pants fell to the ground, pooling at my feet, revealing my cock, already hard as a rock. Abbie took my hard, throbbing dick in her tiny little hands, gripping it firmly as she looked down at it. Her fingers rubbed the end, circling the tip as she met my gaze and licked her lips.

  “Tell me what you want,” I growled, leaning in to nip her ear as I spoke. She shuddered against me, pulling me closer and tightening
her grip on my cock. “Tell me, Abbie.”

  “I want you to fuck me,” she whispered, enunciating each word as she spoke.

  The sound of her naked desire, the lust and hunger in her voice, coupled with the fact that she was gripping me tight and stroking my cock almost made me lose it right there. But I wanted to slow down and enjoy her. Hell, I just wanted to get my cock inside of her before shooting a huge load all over her – something she was making it extremely difficult to do with the way she talked and touched me. But I was going to hold out as long as possible. I was going to give her what she wanted. And that was my hard cock deep inside of her.

  “Louder,” I demanded, pressing my cock against her opening.

  Abbie scooted forward and pressed herself into me, wrapping her legs even tighter around my waist as she tried to take me inside of her. But I pulled back and smiled lasciviously at her.

  “Louder,” I demanded again, reaching up pulling on her hair to force her to look into my eyes.

  Her eyes held so much – so much longing. So much desire. So much – of something else I couldn't put a name to. Abbie's lips curled back into a taunting, teasing grin, but her eyes were full of need as she spoke again.

  “I want – no, I need – you to fuck me, King. Now. Please?”

  Her body writhed on the table as she tried, with all her might, to close the distance between us and slip my cock inside of her. My blood was boiling, my dick was hard, and it was begging to penetrate her. Every nerve ending in my body was on fire, crying out to be inside of her, but still I held back.

  “I don't believe you really want it, Abbie,” I whispered. “Make me believe you.”

  A soft groan escaped her throat as she started fingering herself. “Please, King,” she gasped as she plunged two of her slender fingers deep into her dripping wet little hole. “Please. I need it. I need that beautiful, hard dick deep in my pussy. I need you to fuck me, baby. I can't take the wait any longer. I need you inside of me.”

  She pulled her fingers out of her pussy, showing them to me. They were wet from her juices. Taking them into my mouth, one at a time, I licked them clean, savoring the taste of her once more. As she watched me, her eyes widened slightly and her lips parted and she moaned. I'd never seen such a look of lust or a look of need on a woman's face before. And it only fueled the fire in my body. I wasn't going to be able to hold out much longer. I needed to drive my cock deep inside of her.

  The tip of my cock rubbed against the lips of her waiting, ready pussy. Pushing just the tip inside of her, it took everything inside of me to not to shove myself deep into the warmth. But I resisted and managed to hold myself back. Abbie groaned, her eyes rolling back into her eye as she bucked against me, her nails raking the skin on my back.

  “Please, King! Please. I need you, now. Please, please, please....”

  And as she begged me to fuck her, I buried my shaft inside those warm, moist lips, feeling Abbie from the inside. Her body seemed to freeze for a moment before melting against mine. She dug her nails into my shoulders and gripped me with her thighs as she leaned back, encouraging me to fuck her harder, deeper.

  My entire body clenched up as her tight pussy held onto my cock. Looking down, I could see where our bodies met, but I couldn't see where my body began and hers ended. We were united, as one, and Abbie was clawing at my back, throwing her head back as I started to pound my cock into her.

  Her voice was thick, her breathing ragged, but she screamed, “Yes, yes, yes!”

  The way her entire body quivered around my cock drove me wild, nearly driving me over the edge of ecstatic oblivion, but I somehow managed to hold on. Abbie plunged head first over that cliff, though and came hard, her body thrashing wildly against mine. I covered her neck with kisses as I fucked her, trying to keep myself distracted from everything going on in my body – it was trying to betray me, begging for the amazing sensation of release, but I wasn't ready yet. I wanted to hold on. Needed to be inside of her a while longer.

  Abbie was seriously driving me crazy, in more ways than one, and I never had to resist prematurely cumming before, but then again – I wasn't sure I'd ever been with a woman like Abbie before – and I didn't know if there'd ever be one like her again. She was somebody who engaged not just my body, but my mind and emotions, as well. She could get me off, of course. But she could also make me think. And unlike any other woman I'd ever been with, she could make me long for her. There was just something different about her – something that was uniquely her and something that the whole of me, not just my cock, responded to. I just couldn't put my finger on what that thing was.

  But I realized that I was nearing the end of the line. The wave of pleasure I'd been trying to stave off was rushing into shore and I couldn't hold it back any longer. As I continued thrusting in and out of her, I found myself spiraling out of control.

  “No, King! Not yet, baby. Not yet,” she called out, digging her heels into my ass to stop me from thrusting.

  “I'm trying,” I said through gritted teeth.

  “No, please, don't come yet. Not inside of me,” she said, breathless.

  I lost my rhythm for just a moment and nearly slipped out of her at what sounded like genuine distress in her voice. And then I stopped to think that maybe she was worried about pregnancy. Or maybe even disease – though, given the fact that we'd been fucking bareback for a little while now, that ship had long since sailed. Yeah, maybe we should have been more careful the other times we had been together, but it never even occurred to me.

  Perhaps seeing the look on my face, one that was concerned and maybe even a little bit offended, she smiled and her face softened. She reached up and stroked my face with her hand, that devious expression creeping across her features once more.

  “I want you to cum on me, baby” she purred, tightening her kegel muscles and gripping my cock tightly. “Please, King. I want to feel your hot cum all over my body.”

  “On you?” No woman had ever asked for that before, but the idea of seeing my cum covering her face and tits was exciting. I almost lost it then and there.

  Abbie pushed me away, my cock sliding out of her, and she fell to her knees. She removed the rest of her shirt, exposing her perky, perfect breasts in a black pushup bra that pretty much only covered the nipples. Staring down at that sweet face and those tits, I found it was going to be real easy to grant her wish, that was for sure.

  Abbie took my cock in her hands and stroked it, sucking the tip. Her grip was perfect – not too tight, but tight enough to get the job done. Her rhythm was also oh so perfect. Then again, I was already on the verge of exploding all over her, so she barely had to touch me. My body was on the brink of a full out explosion and as I looked at her stroking my cock, her eyes looking up at me hungrily, I felt myself stiffen and begin to shudder.

  My cum boiled to the surface quickly as my entire body trembled. Staring down at Abbie, her lips parted around my cock, her breath hot and moist on my skin, she whispered, “Please, King. Cum for me. Cum on me, baby. I want you to cum so fucking hard – ”

  Hearing those dirty words from her – from this girl who looked so sweet and innocent – was all it took. The pleasure ripped through my body like a jolt of electricity and I exploded all over her face. Abbie looked up at me, her eyes partially closed, as the semen dripped from her cheeks, her nose, her lips, and trickled down onto her cleavage.

  “Oh God!” I cried out, losing control over my entire body and climaxing harder than I ever had before. I felt my knees go week and I had to reach out and balance myself against the desk so I didn't topple over right then and there.

  Abbie smiled, seeming completely happy to be covered in my seed. As the orgasm slowed to a halt, my cock finally empty, I felt entirely spent. I felt weak and lightheaded. Abbie looked at me, a small smirk tugging the corner of her mouth upward as she licked her lips, a more than satisfied look on her face.

  Yes, Abbie was different. Very different. And she never ceased to surprise m
e. Stroking her hair, I couldn't stop staring, couldn't stop smiling.

  “You're amazing,” I said to her as I helped her to her feet.

  Abbie winked at me as she used a clean rag I'd had on my desk to wipe the semen from her face with a laugh. “I know.”

  I can seriously see myself falling for this girl, I thought to myself. For the first time ever, I started to think I might be falling in love. And it scared the holy hell out of me. But at the same time, it wasn't nearly as scary as I imagined that it was going to be. Not with someone like Abbie, anyway. I had always been a bit phobic about the word commitment, but when I thought about that word and all it implied – and then thought of Abbie – the fear was suddenly tamped down. Muted.

  I helped Abbie get dressed and back to looking presentable. But then, she was always more than presentable. She could show up in sweats and she'd still be gorgeous.

  “Stay with me tonight?” I asked her, but she shook her head, giving me a quick kiss.