Page 21 of Entranced With the Hellhound

Blue looks away, but I slide my finger under her chin and make her look at me. I get directly in her face, so that she has no choice but to look me in the eyes. I recognize the hesitancy in her deep brown pools, and I know it’s my fault.

I know she wanted me to be her man, but I hope she’s ready for what that means. I’m a selfish bastard, and I won’t be able to let her go no matter what. I’m also possessive, controlling, and a little bit crazy, but I’ll do my best not to fuck this up.

“You’re the one who keeps stopping us, Edward. Not me.”

“I know, baby. I’m sorry. I promise I won’t stop this time. And you know I don’t make promises I don’t keep. So, are you ready?”

“Yes,” she whispers.

I strip off her clothes, slower than I thought I had the patience to do. I’ve seen her pussy and sampled a taste, but now it’s time I bask in her. Once she’s fully nude, I stand back and admire her beauty.

“You’re so fucking beautiful. And you’re all mine. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

I strip off my clothes while she watches me closely. When we’re both naked, I pick her up and place her gently on the bed. I stroke every inch of her body as goosebumps pop up on her flesh.

My fingers find her center once more, and she is still warm and wet. I circle her nub, putting light pressure on it as she moans out her pleasure. I capture her sweet groans in my mouth.

We kiss and caress each other until I can’t take anymore. I roll over on my back and pull Blue up, so she hovers over my dick. She sinks down on my rigid length, and I have to close my eyes at the feeling.

I pump up into her warm center as I pull her down. Blue moans as she starts throwing her hips in a circle. She rides me up and down, round and round. The feeling of her pussy pulsating and clenching damn near has my eyes crossing.

I knew her pussy would feel like this. That’s why my crazy ass tried to stay away from her. I threatened every brother in the clubhouse about her, and we weren’t even together. I’m gonna end up killing a motherfucker over her. I just know it.

Oh well, there’s no turning back now!

CHAPTER 12

WILDEST DREAMS

BLUE

Bishop has always had me desperate for him. Although I never let on how thirsty I was for this man, I know he knew I wanted him. I’ve wanted him since the first time I saw him.

Those hazel eyes, thick brown beard, and perfect lips had me in a chokehold. Hell, all those things still mesmerize me. I want to cherish this moment.

I continue to ride him, throwing my ass in a circle as I take my pleasure from his thick dick. I knew it was a reason Bishop always gave off big dick energy. The man has a monster in his pants.

The look on his face is pure bliss, and it only fuels my hunger for him. Bishop bites down on his plump bottom lip. He moves his hands from my waist to caress my breasts. When our eyes connect, I can’t help but smile.

“You are so beautiful,” I whisper, running my finger down his cheek.

Bishop closes his eyes for a moment, then growls and rolls us over. I squeal in surprise, but Bishop just smiles. He throws my hands over my head and pins them above me.

“You’re the only beautiful motherfucker in this room. Now remember, don’t cum until I tell you to,” he rumbles, rubbing my breast with one hand while his other continues to pin mine to the bed.

I eagerly nod, wanting him to move. My girl squeezes around his hardened length in anticipation when he licks his lips. I don’t know if I can actually keep the promise of not cumming, but I’m going to do my best.

When he pulls back then thrusts inside me forcefully, I almost pass away. The feel of his heavy, pulsating member pushing inside me at a punishing pace has my legs shaking instantly. I can’t stop myself from crying out.

“Fuck yes! Please, oh god!” I scream.

Bishop relentlessly plunges into me. The pleasure of his strokes has me seeing stars. I squeeze my eyes closed because the sight of the lust reflected in his bright hazel eyes will certainly make me orgasm.

“Umm. You feel so fucking good,” Bishop groans, pushing into my core over and over again.

Bishop bends, kissing and sucking my neck, my lips, and my breasts with so much passion and aggression that my body is on fire. I begin to rock my hips up to meet his, rolling my waist as I keep the rhythm he’s set.

I can feel the orgasm building, but it doesn’t stop me from moving. At this point, I can’t be bothered to follow whatever rules that Bishop has set. All I know is if he didn’t want me to cum, then he shouldn’t have fucked me like a madman.