Page 23 of Drax (Iron Thunder MC 3)
“Okay. So where are you going to go?”
“Home. Back to my apartment. I’ll wait till the morning and then I’ll go see my brother again. Maybe he’ll be a better conversationalist in the morning when he’s sober. Hopefully, he gets laid tonight…”
I took a few steps toward her and she glared at me with her nostrils flared in warning.
“This was a bad idea, Drax. I need to put some distance between us. The last thing I want to do is put you and your men in danger. I’m sorry about this. I never should have gone to Fifth Gear. I shouldn’t have tried to solve this problem. What was I…”?
I put my hands on her hips and pulled her to myself. She fell on my chest with a gasp, my hand on the back of her neck, traveling down till my fingers worked the bottom of her blouse. I could feel the soft skin now. Her supple soft skin. Touching her like this always worked. It used to calm her down in the midst of our big blow-up fights.
She was breathing hard but also starting to relax a little.
“I’m not letting you go anywhere, MB,” I said. She was looking up at me, her mouth parted sexily. I hadn’t forgotten those plump delicious lips. The taste of her. The joy of just sinking into her.
I took her in my mouth, pushing my tongue in so I could explore her all over again. She moaned and pressed herself to me. It was exactly what I needed from her. A sign that she wanted this as much as I did tonight.
Our kiss turned fuckin’ wild. Tongues. Lips. Hands on ass. I smacked her hard and she groaned. I pushed her back with my body till she fell back on the couch.
When she looked up at me now, she was breathing even more heavily.
“I don’t think we should be doing this, Drax,” she said with a shaky voice.* * *She sat back on the couch, watching me as I positioned myself in front of her. I was staring down at her. At her pretty little face with her mouth opened wide. I knew what I wanted. I wanted her to make me feel good again. She was like a drug and I wanted another hit of her.
I jerked my pants open and pushed them down. Then my underwear. I saw the hungry look that entered her eyes. My cock was hard and erect, right in front of her face.
“No. We definitely shouldn’t be doing this,” I growled and grabbed myself. She leaned forward, opening her mouth even wider and I knew she wanted it too. Did she miss this too?
I reached for her just as she took me in her mouth. The feel of her soft mouth on my cock made me reel. I tangled my fingers in her silky blonde hair while she started sucking me off.
This felt good. This felt just right. She made loud smacking sounds as she lapped me up. I could feel my cock throbbing down her throat. She took me in deeper and deeper. Then she grabbed my balls, light at first and then she started stroking them urgently.
I pushed her head forward and back against me, enjoying the view, watching her head bobbing back and forth. It was perfect. I could come like this. Right now. Shoot my load right down her throat. I knew Mary-Beth was a swallower; she always said she wanted a part of me inside her. I was right on the edge. Her tongue curled around the tip of my cock and I wanted to burst right there in her mouth, but I pulled out just in time.
She gasped. Then looked at me questioningly. She almost looked offended.
But this wasn’t how I wanted to finish off.
Maybe this would be the only chance I got to be with her again. I wanted to make her come too. I wanted to remind myself I still had that kind of power over her.
“Drax…” she whispered my name hungrily.
“Take off your clothes, Mary-Beth. I wanted to see you naked,” I growled.
It looked like her eyes were glowing now.* * *She stood up slowly from the couch. It was like she was making all her actions in slow motion. Just to extend the pleasure of me saying her name again.
How many nights had I stayed up fantasizing about this moment?
I didn’t think it would happen again.
I didn’t think I would see her naked again.
But here she was, undoing her pants first and peeling them down her big thighs. She was chunky. Delicious. Just the way I remembered her. And now she was standing in her panties in front of me. Looking more edible than she ever had before.
She was watching me watching her. Maybe she wanted to see just how long I’d be able to keep my hands off her. Not for very long. Not when she looked like this.
