Page 82 of Snake (Road Rebels MC 3)
“I’ve been miserable without you, Noelle. You’re the only woman for me,” he said, and Tank leaned over to take my lips into his.
I melted in his arms, my body sizzling with desire for him again. I kissed him back with force, he nibbled on my bottom lip, our tongues crashing against each other hungrily. When he finally drew away from me, we were both panting, we both knew what we wanted.
My eyelids were heavy with desire, and he was glaring at my face.
“I want you, Noelle…I need to have you,” he growled, and I felt goosebumps erupt on my arms. Those words alone were enough to make me come.
“But I don’t want to hurt you,” he added and his gaze drifted down to my belly again. He made me smile.
***
I rolled my t-shirt up over my head and threw it on the floor. I knew he could see my pebbled nipples through the material of my bra. He was watching me with his eyes narrowed, looking over my body. I undid my jeans and then pulled them down too. Tank hadn’t made a single move in my direction. His gaze fell on my panties, on the spot between my legs. His mouth parted like he was in awe of my body. Like he had never seen a woman naked before.
I stood in front of him, offering myself to him again and when my eyes dropped to his pants, I could see that his cock was growing.
“Take those off too, Noelle,” he said, and with the knots tightening in my belly, I slipped my bra and panties off too. I was completely naked in front of him now, my skin covered in goosebumps, my nipples hard and aching for him, my pussy throbbing for his touch.
Tank’s eyes were darkened, just like his face, and he hadn’t looked away from me for a second. Then he started undoing his own pants, and I watched as he took his cock out. His enormous throbbing cock, which I wanted inside me.
I gasped with desire when I saw it, and a thrill ran down my body. There was still a few feet of distance between us, and I didn’t know what he wanted me to do. I could see it in his eyes that he was at war with himself. He wanted to fuck me, but he was afraid of hurting the baby. I had never seen him look lost and confused before.
Tank stroked his cock, pointing it at me and I watched as his biceps bulged and moved with every stroke. He had begun to breathe hard.
“I want you to touch yourself, Noelle,” he grunted, and I reached for my breasts. I pinched and tugged on my nipples, just like he would have if his hands were on me. My nipples were aching for his mouth, and the more I touched them, the more my pussy throbbed.
He had started stroking his cock harder, his eyes focused on what I was doing to my breasts now. Then he looked at my pussy again.
“Touch your pussy,” he commanded, and I brought my fingers up to my lips, licking them seductively before they traveled down to the spot between my legs.
My pussy was already hot and wet and sticky with its juices. I rubbed my clit with my glistening fingers before gently, I touched the folds of my pussy and gasped.
Tank gulped, his neck growing dark red with every stroke of his cock.
He was standing with his legs parted, his hands working on his cock as he watched me pleasuring myself.
“Rub yourself harder,” he said, and I did as I was told. I played with my clit, slowly bringing myself closer and closer to the height of an orgasm. My fingers slid a couple of inches into my pussy, and I parted my mouth wide as I started breathing hard. I wanted more than this, I wanted Tank to do this to me, but he was keeping his distance.
He had his jaws clenched, his eyes narrowed and focused on my body as he stroked himself. His cock looked like a weapon of destruction to me, as he made it stand erect, throbbing with desire.
“Three fingers,” he growled, and I slipped three fingers into my pussy. I gasped again at the sensation. I had never touched myself like this before, and it was becoming too much to bear. I didn’t want me to bring myself to an orgasm. I wanted him to do it. I wanted him to be inside me when I came.
“Fuck, Noelle, you are so gorgeous!” he growled, and before I knew what he was going to do, he had taken two large strides towards me and caught me by my waist. He tipped me back as he took my mouth in his again.
This kiss was wild and rough, lips sliding over lips, his hands on my breasts, his fingers teasing my nipples painfully. I rolled his t-shirt up so that I could touch his chiseled torso. He was hot, emanating heat, and perspiration covered his muscular back. I felt small and delicate in his arms, and it sent shivers down my spine to know that I was also carrying his child.
His hands roamed all over my body, touching all the places he had commanded me to touch. He squeezed my ass, teased my clit and slipped two of his large masculine fingers into my pussy. I writhed in his arms, wanting more. I wanted him to take me. I wanted his cock inside me, and now I could feel it throbbing and digging into my thighs as he pressed himself close to me.
When he pulled away from me, I could barely speak. I had no breath left in me.
“Tank please…please…I want you inside me…” I begged desperately. My body was on fire, and if he didn’t do something about it, I felt like I was going to explode.
He was breathing hard as well, but he looked calmer. His eyes had become softer, and a smile was lingering on his face.
“I’ve waited so long to hear that,” he said, in a deep guttural voice and then he reached for my hand. He was leading me towards the couch in my living room, and I couldn’t wait, I wanted it now.
Tank sat down on the couch and then stretched himself on it. I watched his dripping hot naked body for a few moments, still in disbelief that I was going to have sex with a man who looked like this. That I was pregnant with his child!
He was watching me too, his eyes searching mine, and then he smiled and reached for my hand.
“Come here to me, my princess,” he said and pulled me towards him.
***
Tank knew what he wanted to do, I was only following his lead. He settled me on his belly. Our naked bodies touching, pressing against each other. My pussy grazed the hardness of his belly as I sat on him, and he reached for my waist.
I couldn’t help but run my hands over his chest, over the ridges and muscles of his abs and I could feel the color rising in my cheeks because I couldn’t stop myself from admiring just how hot he was.
He was looking at me, brushing my hair away from my face, touching my breasts, squeezing my ass. It was like we were discovering each other all over again. His hand stroked my belly gently from time to time like he couldn’t believe that I was carrying his child. Every time he did, I saw a flicker of a smile on his face. I knew he was happy. I couldn’t believe that the news had made him happy. I hadn’t expected this reaction from a man like him.
Then, after we had been exploring and touching each other for several minutes, Tank started rocking me. I reached for his cock behind me, stroking it gently and feeling it throb and grow in my hand as I did. He grunted and moaned, rocking me so that I gently bobbed over him.
I could feel my pussy throbbing too, I knew I was leaving a trail of my juices on his belly, and he didn’t seem to mind. In fact, it seemed to turn him on even more. I stretched myself, throwing my head back so that my hair fell like a waterfall on my back. He reached for my breasts, cupping them, squeezing and them pinching my nipples.
His hands…large and warm…traveled down my growing body, over every curve of my flesh. He murmured something under his breath, but from the glow in his eyes I could tell that he was admiring me.
Then his hands traveled down to my pussy, he touched me, and I moaned. He was testing me for my wetness.
I pressed the palms of my hands down on his chest, trying to tell him what I wanted and he grabbed my waist again.
Gently, he lifted me up, only a few inches in the air and he looked straight into my eyes as he brought me back down.
My lips parted, and a wild cry escaped my lips when I felt his cock graze the folds of my pussy. I clutched his chest harder, feeling my nails digging into his flesh as he settled me further
down. His cock slid in, inch by inch till he was deep inside me. I moaned, and he moaned too.
I was sitting on him, on his cock, with my legs on either side of him.
“Ride me, Noelle, make yourself come,” he grunted, and he didn’t have to ask me again. That was exactly what I wanted.
I moved my body, up and down his cock, my ass banging against his stretched out legs as I used him to pleasure myself. He held on to my hips loosely while I bounced on him. My breasts bounced with me, my hair flew everywhere…and all I could feel was how deep his cock was inside me. How I was using it to stroke that spot which was going to make me come.
Tank has his teeth clenched, his eyes focused on my nipples. He was watching me move, watching me bounce and everything about that moment was too hot to handle. I felt myself release, almost too quickly but now that it had risen up in me, I couldn’t stop it anymore.
