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Chapter Six

El Segador

I’d wanted to hate every second of that dinner. It was everything I wasn’t. Civil. Sophisticated. Elegant. Looking at the smile on Swan’s face made it worth every uncomfortable fucking second. She’d cheerfully told me she had no idea what any of the food was -- other than the white chocolate mousse -- and ate every bite on her plate and some from mine. I’d never witnessed anyone enjoying their food so thoroughly as she did tonight. I’d half expected her to plea for mercy on the sex when we got back, but when I kissed her, Swan put everything she had into it.

It took some uncomfortable doing to get her out of that fucking dress. Not because it was particularly difficult, but because my hands were shaking so fucking much. I was going to take Swan and make her mine, and I wasn’t letting her go. I didn’t care what I had to do to keep her. I’d find a way to heal her. She’d be with me for the rest of my days.

By the time we were both naked, I was a mass of nerves. Up until now, I knew where I was stopping. It had been like a game to me. All part of making her want me. Now, I was having performance anxiety. What if I couldn’t satisfy her?

No. That wasn’t even an option. I could do this. If I couldn’t make her come when I fucked her, I’d do it afterward. Either way, she wasn’t leaving my arms until she was good and satisfied.

With that settled in my mind, I let my gaze wander over her naked body. As always, she was perfect. Yes, I could see signs of her illness, but I could see how beautiful she was despite all that. Just her smile and those big, wide eyes made my cock leak precum when I looked at her.

“I’m gonna fuck you tonight, Swan. Gonna start out slow. Do my best to get you ready.” I brushed a lock of curly hair away from her face. “But this is gonna end in me takin’ you hard. You know how to stop me if it’s too much.”

She nodded eagerly. “Yes. Red to stop. Yellow for you to slow down and take it easy.”

“You got it, babe. Now, lie down and spread your legs. You ate your dessert. I want mine.”

Swan sighed, giggling a little, but she did as I told her. Her pussy was freshly waxed and dripping wet. “Someone’s been looking forward to this, I think.”

“You know I have. You won’t make me believe you didn’t intend to get me worked up, either. All that touching and tickling my neck with your breath when you’d whisper something wicked in my ear? I know that was all to make me horny for you.”

“Well, that, and because I figured if I was gonna have to suffer through it, so should you. I voted to skip straight to dessert, but figured you needed this thing ticked off that bucket list.”

“Didn’t I add ‘Fuck a biker’ to that list?”

I snorted. “Not sure if it was you or me. Either way, yeah. It’s on there.”

“So? Let’s get it done.”

That was all the encouragement I needed. I held her thighs open wide and lowered my face between them. Her glistening lips beckoned me to taste, but I knew from experience the second my tongue touched her, she’d go off like a rocket. I also knew, when that happened, I wouldn’t be far behind her.

“So fuckin’ wet,” I whispered, blowing against her clit. “So beautiful. Did the waxing hurt you, baby?”

“Not as much as I thought,” she said, smiling down at me. “It did make me super sensitive, so you blow on my clit one more time, I’m liable to come before you want me to.”

I chuckled. “Am I so transparent you can read my mind?”

“Yes,” she said without hesitation. “But also because you’re a guy. You’ve been playing with me for a day and a half and haven’t fucked me yet. Unless you’re getting it from the club girls, or whatever they’re called, I’m getting way more action than you.”

“God, you’re priceless.” The humorous way she tried to put it was unexpected. I could see the vulnerability in her face, something she probably had no idea she was feeling until she’d thought about me being with another woman. “No, Swan. I’ve not been with any other woman in any kind of sexual situation for any reason since I met you. Any relief I’ve taken has been with my own fist in the fuckin’ shower.”

“So, why haven’t you let me take care of you? I mean, we were just in the shower together. You made me come three times. I tried to get you to let me suck you off, but you wouldn’t.” OK, now she sounded hurt. Which wouldn’t do.

“You keep telling me what you’re feeling, Swan. Always. Even if it’s uncomfortable for me to hear because I’m not giving you what you need,” I said, taking a lick on the crease of her thigh at her pelvis. Not anywhere close to where either of us wanted me to be, but close enough for her to weep more of her intoxicating honey. “That’s the way we make it through this, baby. We talk to each other.” I took a swipe on the other side. “I didn’t let you suck me off because I knew there was no way I finished in your mouth if I did. When I come the first time, it’s gonna be deep inside this pussy.” I stroked my finger up and down through her folds. “So, yeah. Tonight I ain’t stoppin’ till my cock is throbbin’ inside you, fillin’ that fuckin’ condom full of my jizz. You get me?”

“Oh, God,” she groaned. “Yeah. I get you. And I love it when you talk that way! It’s so dirty!”

“Yeah. Kinda figured.”

“Now hurry up with the fucking condom and get up here already!”

I wanted to chuckle at her eagerness, but the truth was, I was eager too. Probably more than she was. “You think you’re ready for this little pussy to be filled with my dick?”

“Yes! Fuck yes!” Her response was instant. No thinking about it or fretting over whether or not I’d fit or how bad it would hurt. She was completely lost in the moment.

“Good.” I grinned up at her. “I’m still playing down here awhile.”

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