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Her eyes light up with anticipation. She risks a quick, nervous glance around.
"There's no one around for miles, little one," I growl. "You're all mine."
"Oh, goodie," she whispers. She doesn't waste any more time. She quickly strips my leathers off, holding them out to me. I pile them on the ground at her feet and then grab a blanket from my saddlebags and toss it on the ground too. The grass is thick, but I don't want her bruising her knees trying to suck me off.
I help ease her down to her knees, grunting when she looks up at me through her lashes. Fuck, she's beautiful. "Tits out, little one."
Her cheeks turn pink, but she quickly yanks her top down. Her breasts spill out, her bra pushing them up high. My bite marks turn her ivory flesh red. Her cherry nipples are hard and swollen, begging for attention.
"Goddamn," I growl, squeezing my cock. "Now that's a sight."
"Mine's not so bad either." She lifts up on her heels, planting her palms against my thighs. "Teach me, Creed."
I grunt again, already knowing I won't last long. Seeing those plump lips wrapped around my cock is going to kill me. But if she wants it, I'm not telling her no. I wrap my fist around my shaft, brushing it back and forth across her lips, teasing her. She opens her mouth, eager to take me into her mouth, but I back off, making her take her time. Teasing us both.
"Creed," she whines.
"I'm in charge here, Jessie." I wrap my free hand up in her hair, moving it out of her face. "We go at my pace, baby."
Her eyes narrow, irritation sparking in them. My little firecracker can't stand not getting what she wants. She's impatient, greedy. Just fucking like me. Whoever made her…they forged her from my soul and set her right in my path.
I run the head of my cock across her lips again.
This time, she darts her tongue out, refusing to play by my rules. The tip of her tongue slides along my slit and then curls around the head. It touches the frenulum. My entire body vibrates as a bolt of lust courses through me.
"Fuck," I growl. "Do that again."
"I thought we were going at your pace," she says, batting those long lashes at me.
"Do it again."
Her innocent seductress eyes laugh up at me. She does it again, running her tongue all around the head of my cock. And then down the shaft. I pant for breath, fight for sanity, pray to a God I'm not even sure I ever believed in. Jesus, this girl. Jesus.
Her hot little mouth closes over the head of my dick. I plant my feet, trying like hell not to take control and force my way down her pretty little throat. The desire to see her choking on my cock is overwhelming. It's fucked up, but I want it anyway. Want to see tears running down her cheeks and her gasping for breath. I want to see the triumph in her eyes and the power.
She wraps one hand around my shaft and the other around my thigh, plunging down on me. She barely fits half of me in her mouth before she gags and has to pull back. As soon as she takes a breath, she comes back for more, stubborn determination in her eyes.
Goddamn, she's good at this. Too good.
Her hand on my thigh tightens, trying to pull me forward as her eyes meet mine.
Ah, shit.
I tighten my grip in her hair and pulse my hips gently, testing the waters. Triumph blazes in her eyes and I know that's exactly what she wants. Me to take control. Me to take her. Fuck. This girl is going to lead me right to the shores of ruin and I'm going to let her do it. Even if I have to risk everything. For her, I'll do it without hesitation or remorse.
I grip her hair, holding her head still as I fuck her mouth the way she wants. My dick slides down her throat until she gags. I pause for just a second as her throat closes around me. Her eyes water, her face flushing as she chokes on my length. I growl and pull back, letting her take a breath.
"Is this what you wanted, Jessie baby?" I ask, pushing forward again. "You wanted to know what it felt like to choke on my cock?"
She bobs her head eagerly, clawing at my thighs, trying to take more of me down her throat. Sweet little minx can't fit anymore. She's stuffed full, her lips stretched wide in silent bliss. She's living for this. And somehow, she manages to steal another little piece of my heart, manages to claim another piece of my soul.
I pulse my hips, and then pull back, slipping from her lips.
She whines my name, panting for breath. Before she can even issue the complaint I know is coming, I wrap my arms around her waist and drag her carefully into my arms. My mouth comes down on hers. I drink at her lips like a condemned man at the fountain of youth, trying to claim her soul. It's mine anyway. I'm her own personal devil, her secret sin.
Somehow, I manage to get her pants down without letting go of her. The button pops off her jeans, torn in my haste. I yank them down and then spin her around, draping her over the seat of my motorcycle.
"Keep your leg up here," I order, arranging her carefully to keep her skin from coming in contact with the exhaust pipe. "It's still hot." As soon as I'm sure she understands, I've got my mouth on her. There's no one here to hear her screaming my name as I eat her. No one to witness what I do to her.
