Blind Devotion (11 page)

“You know you’ll get to feel this with a guy you
deserve.”

Why are you giving her a reason to stop tonight?

His cock was hard as a fucking rock, begging to get as
close to her as possible.

“Do you not want to? If you don’t want me then we can
get dressed.”

Before she finished, he removed his jeans, kicking his
boots across the room. He wanted her. Kneeling on the bed, he took hold of her
hand and placed her fingers around his shaft. “Baby, wanting you is not a
problem. I fucking ache for you.”

She squeezed his cock. A V formed between her
eyebrows. “Why do you keep asking me if I want to stop?”

“I don’t want you to wake up in the morning and regret
giving your cherry to a fucking asshole. I’m not the kind of man you deserve.”

Her smile lit up her whole face, and Pussy felt himself
falling. He’d seen women in the Chaos Bleeds and The Skulls MC sporting that
same kind of expression. Lexie looked at Devil as if he could walk on water.

“You’re sweet.
My sweet, bad-ass
biker.”
She moved her hand up and down his shaft, peeling back the skin.
He groaned. “What’s the matter? Did I hurt you?”

She withdrew her hand.

“Everything you do is fine.” He leaned down and
brushed his lips against hers. “I’m going to need you to talk to me, tell me
what you like.”

“I will.”

Stroking a finger down her face, he caressed over her
breast. She was ripe for the plucking.

You’re going to be the first man in her life and the last.

Pussy stared down into her unseeing eyes and knew he
wasn’t going to be able to let her go after this night. The last few months
he’d been trying to catch the merest glimpse of her. He drove through town
trying to avoid the places he’d seen her. His brothers would be at the diner,
and he’d try not to look for her or stare at her when he did see her.

She’d become his hidden obsession.

Moving between her spread thighs, he glanced down at
her shaved pussy. “I’m going to lick and kiss every inch of your body.” He
claimed her lips before she had a chance to comment. Caressing down her body,
he fingered her breasts, sliding his hands down to cup her cunt. He slipped a
finger through her wet slit, feeling her wetness soak his finger.

Kissing down her neck, he licked over her pulse and
flicked the tips of her nipples with his tongue.

“Pussy?”

“Yes, baby.” He muttered the response against her
body, loving the sound of his name on her lips.

“What … are … you … doing?” Each word came out on a
gasp.

Dipping his tongue down into her belly button, he felt
her body shake from the smallest of touches.

“I’m getting to know your body,” he said. He slipped
between her open thighs and stared at her pussy. “I’ve done an excellent job
with your cunt.”

****

Sasha cried out as he opened the lips of her sex.
Fisting the blanket, she tried to bring focus to her crazy, blank world. Everything
he did seemed highlighted by touch. There was nothing more for her to do other
than hold on as he took her for a ride.

“So fucking
pretty.”

Something wet, she guessed his tongue, slid through
her slit. As quickly as he started, he pulled away.
“This
here.”
He pressed his thumb against her. Pleasure took over her body.
Arching up, she tried to thrust against his thumb as well as get away from him.
“That’s your clit, and I’m going to flick my tongue over you until you come all
over my mouth. I want to swallow your cum.”

“You weren’t lying about talking.”

“No, I wasn’t. I need you to tell me what you’re
feeling, even if you moan out. Don’t keep any of those precious sounds away
from me.”

“I won’t.” She wouldn’t dare deny him.

Everything he’d done to her body had been to give her
pleasure.

She heard more movement, and then his tongue flicked
her clit.

Crying out, she jerked on the bed. One of his hands
pressed on her stomach. She covered his hand with her own trying to stop him
from holding her down. Nothing stopped him from doing what he wanted to do. He
held her down easily and ravished her pussy. His tongue flicked, stroked, and
lapped up her juices.

Fighting the pleasure was useless. Pussy was in
control. All she could do was trust him as he took her down this path.

“Pussy?”

“I know, baby. Relax, let go, and I’ll be here to
catch you. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

She trusted him more than she trusted her own mother.

The pleasure built inside her. Letting out a gasp, she
fisted her hands in the blankets and screamed as her release crashed into her.
She thrashed on the bed, and Pussy held her down, stroking her clit.

“It’s too much,” she said.

“Let it take over. I’ve got you.”

Her release went on and on. Throughout it all, Pussy
held her, comforted her. He continued to touch her, whisper endearments to her
as she came down.

“There, baby,” he said, kissing her lips. She tasted
her cream on his lips.

She ran her tongue over his lips.

“Do you like the taste of yourself?” he asked.

The taste didn’t offend her, and she shrugged. “Thank
you.”

“Thank you for letting me
taste
your sweetness.” He slid his tongue into her mouth, and she opened her lips
wider for him.

“Are you going to fuck me now?”

Sasha didn’t want him to forget or get turned off by
her.

“I’ll grab the condom.”

“I wish I could see so I knew what you looked like.”

“I’m an ugly ass, baby. Believe me when I tell you
that you’re a sucker for a talented tongue,” he said.

She chuckled. His good humor was one of the elements
she loved about him.

Don’t say love. He doesn’t do love.
She
wouldn’t risk him not coming around anymore.

“I bet you’re hot,” she said.

“You’ve not been around enough men to know that.” The
bed dipped again. “I’ve got the condom on. I’m not going to lie to you. This could
hurt. I’ll go
slow
.” He rested between her thighs, and
she hated not being able to see him. Reaching out, she touched his arms, and he
pressed his body to her.

“I hate this,” she said.

“Baby.”
He cupped her cheek. The tenderness of his touch wasn’t lost on her. “You
not being able to see
doesn’t
bother me. Being able to
see your face and knowing I’ve put that wonder and the smile on it means the
world to me.” His lips grazed hers.

He jerked, and she felt the tip of his cock press
against her.

She gasped, and he slid his tongue into her mouth.

“
There’s
only you,” he said,
slamming deep inside her.

Screaming at the explosion of pain, she gripped his
arms as he held her hips. He didn’t move, but his head pressed to her forehead,
holding her down.

“I’ve got you, Sasha. I’m not letting you go.”

“It hurts.”

“I know it hurts, but it’ll be over in a moment. Stay
with me, talk to me.”

“It’s dark.” She moaned, wishing for once she was able
to see his face.

“I’ve got messy blond hair, baby. There was a time
when I shaved it all off, but I like my hair. It’s too hard to be bald.”

She chuckled and winced as the pain struck her again.

“I’ve got brown eyes. They’re a lighter color than
yours, and my body is covered in ink. I don’t work out for fun. I do it to pass
the time, and to be part of the club I need to be strong. They all depend on
me.”

Both of his hands moved to her face.

“I’m sorry for hurting you.”

“You don’t need to be sorry.” She tried to smile.

“And you don’t need to wish to be able to see. I can
see for the both of us, and I know I’m the lucky guy here.”

Gripping his arms, Sasha was charmed by his words.

“You know what to say to make me fall for you.”

He didn’t tense or say anything.

Moments passed, and he took the time to kiss her lips.
“I’m going to start moving now. Tell me if it hurts too much.”

Pussy eased out of her. She tensed up expecting to
feel nothing but pain. There was no pain as he moved out of her. When only the
tip of him remained inside her, she whimpered.

“Please, don’t stop,” she said. He pressed inside
going deep within her.

The pain changed, turning into something amazing. She
didn’t know what it was only that she wanted that feeling to never end.

“Tell me what you’re feeling, Sasha?”

“It feels wonderful, Pussy. Please don’t stop.”

“Call me Shane.”

She spoke his name, and he thrust back inside her.

“That’s it. When we’re here, alone and my dick’s
inside you, call me Shane.”

Groaning, she met him thrust for thrust. He kissed her
deeply, and she followed him and his movements.

“It has never been like this before,” he said.

He sounded amazed.

Pussy moved one of his arms behind her head, and holding
onto the back of her neck with his other hand, he cupped her hip. They were
body to body. His chest to her breasts, every inch of them was touching.

He surrounded her with warmth. His cock was like a
brand inside her pussy. She knew there was never going to be another man for
her. Pussy had shattered all of her expectations with his words and body. He
took her on a ride that was more than just sex to her. She was too far involved
already.

His hand went from her hip to grip her hand. Pussy
slammed in deep, over and over again. She felt his cock push through the
muscles of her pussy. Clenching down on him, she lost all of her senses as
pleasure took over.

“What have you done to me?” he asked.

She didn’t respond. He didn’t need to hear her
talking. His lips wrought havoc with her mind as he kissed her. She’d fallen
for Pussy, and it wasn’t just down to this one chance fuck. No, he’d ruined her
the moment he stopped to talk to her months ago. His voice played over her mind
all the time.

“So fucking good,” he said, plunging inside her.

Holding onto his body, she cried out as another orgasm
took her unawares.

Pussy followed her into bliss, groaning out his
release. His cock jerked inside her, and he collapsed on top of her. He was
heavy, but she loved the feel of him against her. The darkness no longer felt
so scary with Pussy in her life. He’d given her so much in such a short time.

“That was amazing,” he said, kissing her head.

Don’t keep it to yourself.

“Don’t freak out, okay,” she said.

“What is it? Did I hurt you?”

“I think I’m in love with you. I know it means nothing
to you, and this was just a one-time thing. I need you know how I feel.”

He tensed but didn’t pull away from her.

“I don’t do love.”

“I do.”

“How can you know you love me?” he asked.

She forced the tears back that wanted to fall. “I just
do. I feel it inside.”

He jerked away from her. “I’m going to go and clean
up.”

You’ve fucked up.

Air met her body. She frowned. “I don’t expect
anything from you. I’m not waiting for a confession of love. I knew you
couldn’t love me, Shane.”

She started to panic. Getting to her feet, she tripped
up, landing in a heap on the floor.

“Fuck,” he said, cursing.

Sasha tried to reach out to get to her feet. Air met
her arms again. Growling in frustration, she had no choice but to accept his
help on the bed.

“You don’t have to help me.”

“Yeah, I do.”

With her ass on the bed, she pushed him away. “I don’t
need your help.”

“Look, I’m sorry for being a dick.”

“You can take me back home.”

“I’m not taking you back to that dick.” She heard him
sigh. “Shit, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have reacted like that. I don’t know what
you want from me.”

“I don’t want anything. I told you not to freak out on
me. I’m not asking for anything.”

“I’m not used to being like this.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell you anything like that
again.” She folded her arms over her breasts.

“You’re not going back home. You’re staying with me,
and I’m going to clean you up.”

She squealed as he picked her up and carried her
through to the bathroom. “You can’t do this to me.”

“Actually, I can, and there’s nothing you can do to
stop me.” He placed her down on her feet, keeping her steady with a hand under
her elbow. “We’re going to take a long wash, and then we’re going to deal with
everything else.