Page 73 of Snake (Road Rebels MC 3)
He touched me there again, sliding his fingers up and down my throbbing slit before I heard the sound of his jeans drop to the floor.
Tank grunted as he placed his hands on my ass, holding me in position.
“I’ve been waiting to ride you for a long time, Noelle,” he said in a low gruff voice, and I could sense his cock near my ass.
My breath caught in my throat, and I moaned. My pussy was aching with desire, impatient to have Tank inside me.
Tank grazed his cock against my slit gently at first, and then he thrust himself in. We both moaned at the same time, as his cock slid in inch by inch inside me. He was bigger than the last guy I’d slept with, and I could feel my muscles clenching and then unclenching as he pushed himself deeper.
Tank didn’t stop grunting as he slid in, slowly at first till he plowed himself in for the last few inches. My body was pushed forward, my breasts crashed against the wall, and he slid himself out again.
“So fucking tight,” I heard him mumble under his breath, and then he thrust himself in again. This time I was better prepared for him. I could feel the walls of my pussy relax as he fit himself in. Deeper and deeper, stroking that spot inside me that was going to make me come.
He picked up a quick, forceful motion, thrusting himself in and pulling out quickly, his balls slapped against my ass, and he didn’t stop. I moaned and bit down on my lip, sensing my body covered with beads of perspiration as I was being pushed over the edge of an orgasm.
“Come for me, beautiful,” he said, in a hoarse voice as he kept pushing into me; towards a quick rhythmic motion that lulled me into a dream state. I was quivering with the ache building up inside me, his cock pushed and pushed till I couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Tank!” I screamed his name, startled…I had never had an orgasm with a cock inside me before, but with him, I was coming hard. I could feel my juices trickling out while he heightened his pace. Thrusting and banging, pushing and pounding, deeper and deeper till I was moaning with pleasure, my body rocking and sweating.
I heard him growl, like a wild animal as his grip on my ass tightened. His hands pinched my skin as he shuddered and I felt him shoot inside me. My orgasm had begun to calm down as I felt him depositing his seed inside me.
He dropped himself over me, his chest on my back while he thrust in slower motion, his come jetting into me.
When he was done, he remained in the same position. Our bodies draped together…till my knees finally buckled and I crashed to the floor. Tank followed me down, falling on me and I laughed. He was laughing too. We were both spent and exhausted and satisfied, and I couldn’t believe how good this felt.
We were lying on the carpeted floor, trying to catch our breath. My arms were entangled with Tank's, I could see his cock still erect, throbbing and glistening with both our juices. I stared up at his ceiling, trying to figure out what it was about him that made me feel so good. Was it because he was strong? Because of all his muscles? His tattoos? Or was it because being with him was so wrong?
Tank reached for me, pulling me into his arms so that now my head was resting on his heaving chest. He weaved his fingers into my hair, and I pressed my eyes closed, trying to burn this moment into my memory.
“Noelle…I would like you to stay the night here with me,” I heard him say and I lifted my head up to look at him.
“I would like that too,” I said, and we were smiling at each other.
CHAPTER 11
Tank
When I woke up the next morning, I realized that we were on my bed. I moved and felt Noelle in my arms. She was still in her dress, and I was in my boxers and t-shirt. Memories of the previous night came flooding back, overwhelming me.
We were on the floor outside in the living room, exhausted from our orgasms. We had laid like that for a while before I suggested that we get more comfortable in my bed. Noelle had followed me in, and we had crashed down on the bed, our bodies still exhausted.
Then, she had snuggled up to me, placing her head on my chest and we talked. I couldn’t remember the last time I had felt like talking to someone like this. Not even with my brothers at the MC, and definitely not any woman I had slept with. Noelle was funny and sweet, and she was patient with me. She asked me very few questions about life as part of a Motorcycle Club. Instead, she was more interested in finding out what I liked to cook for myself, what my dream travel destinations were…the kind of things I hadn’t put much thought into before.
She was pushing me to think about what kind of life I wanted to live, and with someone else maybe those questions would have bothered me, but with her, I wanted to explore those ideas.
Afterwards, still in each other's arms, Noelle had drifted off to sleep and even though I wanted to undress her, suck on her nipples, and fuck her again…I just lay there, staring at her sleeping peacefully in my arms.
Now, with the morning light pouring in through the curtains of my bedroom, I turned to Noelle. She was still asleep, her face stretched in a dreamy smile, her dark brown hair ruffled and falling all over her face. Her body rose and fell gently with every breath that she took, and I couldn’t help but reach out and touch her.
I pushed the hair off her face, and she breathed in deeply and moved.
I kissed the top of her nose, shocked that I was happy to wake up next to someone in the morning. I hadn’t even bothered bringing women back to my place before, let alone waking up beside them. Everything with Noelle was different.
I slipped my hands under the covers and found her bulging breasts. I’d been waiting to taste them for so long, that I couldn’t help but allow my fingers to seek out her nipples over her dress. When I found them, my thumbs teased them, coaxing them into attention and Noelle’s eyes flew open.
She had woken up with a smile, and she wriggled on the bed now, straightening her back as I played with her nipples some more.
“Morning…” she said, in a soft groggy voice as I adjusted myself over her.
“You look so beautiful, I couldn’t resist,” I told her as I pulled the neck of her dress down. Her bra-clad breasts popped out, and Noelle giggled. I could see the goosebumps on her arms, as I squeezed her breasts. She moved her hips and moaned, as I started to pull down her bra. Her breasts were propped up by the underwire, exposed to me…her delicious pink nipples pointed up to the ceiling and I could feel my mouth salivating.
I brought my tongue down, lapping at one nipple in slow, smooth motions. Noelle shuddered and bit down on her lip, arching her back and thrusting her hips towards me. I could see she liked it.
I brought my mouth down on her other nipple, and instead of licking this one, I sucked. Her nipple slid into my mouth, and I sucked as she arched her hips, even more, meeting my waist. I knew
my cock was tenting in my boxers, rubbing against her pussy. I continued sucking on those nipples, till she was moaning and gasping with pleasure.
Her dress had ridden up, exposing her bare thighs and her pussy to me, and while I sucked on her right nipple, my hand traveled down her belly to her clit. It was swollen and throbbing, and I rubbed it. Noelle gasped again, rotating her hips frantically now.
I looked up at her, not pulling my mouth away from her breasts, and I saw that her blue eyes were stormy with desire. She was biting down on her lip hard, just seconds away from drawing blood. I smacked my lips away from her nipple and rose up to kiss her.
She greeted me warmly, kissing me back with force and our bodies were pressed together. I was on top of her, and she was wrapping her legs around my hips, pulling me forcefully down closer to her.
Her warm throbbing pussy rubbed against my cock, and I could feel myself losing all control. I was seconds away from just thrusting myself inside her.
Noelle pulled her mouth away from me, panting, and her eyes were heavy and dark. I looked at her as she stared at me, reaching out to weave her fingers through my hair.
“Tank…will you make love to me?” she asked, in a soft, gentle voice and I felt a tug in my heart. Nobody, I knew used that phrase, I didn’t even know what it meant. I knew only one way to do it…to fuck hard and come, preferably on tits or face.
I clenched my jaws and kissed her again. If Noelle wanted to be made love to, that was what she was going to get.
I pulled her dress up, over her head and pushed her bra aside, till she was completely naked underneath me. Her body was curvaceous and juicy, her hips were wide, and her thighs were plump and delicious. I had never seen a more beautiful woman in my life.
I quickly tugged my t-shirt off and then my boxers, and now for the first time, we were both naked together. Noelle was smiling, her eyes glazed and happy as she stared at me.
It was strange because, in all my years, I had never felt so completely at loss of what to do. I wanted to give Noelle what she wanted, but I didn’t know how to. I allowed my instinct to take over, and gripping her thighs, I parted her legs and wedged myself between them.
