The Skulls (13 page)

His other hand moved from her hip to the jacket. He
tore the jacket from her body and broke the kiss to finish his work. Lash
pushed the hair off her face, staring into her eyes.

“So fucking beautiful,” he said, possessing her
mouth once again.

She didn’t argue with him and kissed him back with
the same passion he’d built up inside her. There was no mistaking the need he’d
built up inside her over the past week alone. His touch set a fire, and she
needed for him to finally put the fire out.

Running her hands up his thick arms, Angel moaned,
loving the feel of his rippling muscles beneath her touch.

“I’m so hard for you.” He trailed kisses down her
jaw ‘til he sucked in the flesh of her neck. Goose-bumps erupted all over her
body from his touch. His hands held her steady while he sucked the hell out of
her neck, marking her. There was no way she wouldn’t be marked from his touch.

“I need you so bad.” Lash pulled away once again.
His fingers found the hem of her shirt, and he tugged it over her head. With
quick movements he dispensed of her bra. His hands soon replaced her bra,
cupping her in his palms. “Love your big tits. I have to taste.”

Angel couldn’t speak as Lash spoke and touched. He
was the one in control, not her. His mouth was on her breasts, kissing, sucking,
and biting down on her nipples. She watched him play with her like a musician
did an instrument.

“So full and mine.”
Lash
stepped back and tugged his shirt off. She grabbed the laces of his leather
pants and helped him get rid of them from his body. They were both chuckling
and rushing in their haste to get naked.

Within minutes they crashed to the bed totally naked
and ready for each other. Lash knelt up, and Angel followed his movements,
kneeling close to him. “We’re finally here,” he said, wrapping her hair around
his arm.

“We are.” Her voice sounded croaky even to her.

Lash reached out with his free hand and stroked her
cheek. His cock pressed into her stomach. The thick brand of his cock was rock
hard. Only hours ago she’d felt him explode inside her mouth. Licking her lips
she gazed down at the hard shaft wondering what it would feel like to have that
monster penetrating her pussy.

“I need you so bad.”

“Take me, Lash. I’m here, and I’m all yours.” She
stared at his lips needing him to make the first move.

I’m
going to have sex.

I’m
going to have sex, and I’m terrified, excited, and I want him to take me
already.

Lash leaned in and nipped at her lips, playfully.
She followed his lead, smiling as he rubbed her nose with his. Angel ran her hands
all over his tattooed body. His muscles were hard, tight, and totally hot. She
didn’t know how she’d gotten so lucky to have such a sexy man holding her.

With his free hand he stroked a path down her body
setting a fire with his touch. Down her side, across her hip and between her
thighs where he cupped her with his palm.

“Baby, you’re so wet for me.” She became aware of
her bare pussy. He hadn’t even touched her properly, and he felt her wetness.

He smiled at her. “The lips of your pussy are
soaking, baby. This is why I wanted you bare. It’s easy to feel your response.
I love your cream.” To prove his point he pressed his finger into his mouth,
sucking her juices from the digit.

“Please, Lash, stop making me wait. I want you to be
my first.”
My only
.
She added the last bit in her mind. Angel didn’t want to voice the last part
out in case he backed away. Lash had broken through her defences and her ideals,
and now all she wanted was him. Her future, in her mind, contained only him.

****

Lash wanted to say so much more to her, but he held
the words back afraid of how she’d react. He could take most things handed to
him. Right now with her naked in his arms, Lash couldn’t handle her rejection
if it came. He never considered himself a coward and he never backed down from
a fight, but for the first time in his life, he was backing down … at least for
tonight.

He
unwrapped
his hand from
her hair and settled her down on the bed. “Lie down, and open your thighs.”

His Angel did as he instructed, lying against the
pillows splaying her legs open wide. Kissing her lips one final time Lash moved
down her body settling between her thighs. He wasn’t going to lick her, but he
was going to make sure she was nice and wet for him. Any excuse to look at her
pussy and he’d take it.

“What are you doing? I thought you couldn’t … you
know … lick it?” Angel asked. He imagined her cringing after she spoke the
words, and he chuckled.

“We’re going to have to teach you the sex talk,
baby.” Not tonight. They could talk about the sex lingo another time.

He made himself comfortable and opened the lips of
her sex. She was pale, smooth with a small blush from her wax. In time the
blush would fade as she got used to being without pubic hair. Lash stroked his
fingers over her pussy. Angel shuddered underneath him.

“It’s sensitive,” she said.

Lash smiled. Gazing down at her pussy, he worked the
lips of her sex open for him to get a closer look. Her clit was swollen, and
her cream was glistening. His virgin Angel was ready for him. Still, a bit more
teasing wouldn’t hurt. Pressing a finger to her clit, he gently stroked and
teased until she was screaming his name.

Climbing up the bed he pressed the finger he’d
touched her with to her mouth. “Taste yourself.”

She opened her lips, sucking her cream from his
finger.

“How do you taste?” he asked.

“Not as good as you,” she said.

He growled, pressing his lips to hers. “Soon I’m
going to feast on your pussy, but until then I’m going to make you mine.”

Rearing back, Lash moved closer between her thighs,
rubbing his cock through the slit of her pussy.

“Shouldn’t you wear a condom?” she asked.

Lash frowned. “I’m clean, and I know you are.”

“I’ve never been with a guy, so I’m not on the
pill.” She licked her lips, staring at him.

“So?” He waited for her to elaborate further.

“I could get pregnant,” she said.

He smiled, rubbing his cock through her slit,
coating him with her cream. Lash was larger than she was, but it felt right. He
didn’t feel like she was going to break on him.

“I don’t care,” he said, claiming her lips once
again.

With his hand between their bodies, he guided his
cock to her entrance. Slamming his tongue into her mouth, he distracted her
enough to align his cock with her cunt and thrust deep inside her.

Angel’s eyes opened wide, and she tried to push him
away. Lash held her flailing arms over her head to stop her from hurting him or
herself.

He broke the kiss, feeling her pussy ripple around
him.

She whimpered, and tears filled her eyes. “You’re
hurting me. You’re too big. Please, stop.”

“I’m not too big. Just give it a second.”

She shook her head, but there was no way Lash could
leave her. He was bigger than she was, but the first time always hurt for a
woman. Lash made sure he stayed perfectly still within her.

“You’re hurting me. You promised not to hurt me.”

“The first time hurts for every woman.” He stared
down in her face refusing to break contact. Her lips wobbled, and tears left
the corner of her eyes.

“I want you to get off me.”

Biting his lip, Lash swallowed past the lump in his
throat. “Give it a couple of minutes, and if it still hurts I’ll stop. This is
supposed to happen.”

Lash prayed to God she wasn’t in pain, and if she
was, he prayed again that he’d have the strength to stop.

“I’m going to let go of your hands, okay. You can
touch me all you want. Just don’t fight me, okay?”

“I won’t fight you.”

He released her hands and held himself off her body
but so he was joined with his cock inside her.

She didn’t fight him or reach out to touch him. He
teased with the ends of her chestnut hair, waiting for her to speak.

Her hands lay where he’d left them. Leaning on one
hand, he wiped the tears from her face. “You shouldn’t be crying.”

He hoped to God he hadn’t fucked this up. The last
thing he wanted to do was force her, but he felt like he was doing exactly that
with making her wait and see if she was still in pain.

Slowly, the tears subsided, and Angel raised her
hand to his face. She stroked his cheek, and he knew she was feeling the
stubble on his face and chin. Her touch moved to the left side of his face, and
her fingers were tracing his scar.

“How did you get this scar?” she asked.

“A fight with the Lions.
He
used a piece of glass on my face.”

“Did you kick his ass?” She stared at the scar, and
he saw the frown on her face.

“I beat the shit out of him, and he landed in jail
for using the same piece of glass on an officer.”

Her gaze met his. “I’m glad. I don’t like the
thought of anyone hurting you.”

“Most of the time the bruises will fade, and you’ll
have nothing to worry about.”

“I’m not worried about me, Lash. I’m worried about
you. What happens if next time you’re not able to get away? I would hate for
you to be hurt.” She dropped her hand to his chest. His heart beat rapidly
against his chest.

“I’m a strong man and quick. The club is part of who
I am, and I help protect it.”

“Don’t risk your life for it, Lash. Please,” she
said, begging him.

Angel didn’t even know he’d risk his life for her.

“Baby, you know my cock is inside you right now, and
you’re wanting a serious conversation?” he asked, trying to make light.

“You’ve taken my virginity,” she said, catching him
off guard.

“Yes, I have.” His cock pulsed realising he’d
deflowered his woman. No other man was ever going to know the pleasure or feel
of her tight cunt.
Only him.

“You’re happy about that,” she said.

“Baby, you’re all mine.”

He leaned down, brushing his lips against hers. Her
hand was trapped against his heart. She didn’t have any idea how much she meant
to him. Angel was the only woman who’d ever have a real place in his heart and
his life. All the other women who’d come before her meant nothing.

“Lash?” she said, kissing him back.

“Yeah, sweetness.”

“You can move now. It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

Pulling away he stared down in her eyes. “Are you
sure?”

“Yeah, I want you to move.” Her hands went to his
forearms holding onto him.

Her pussy clenched around his cock like a fist. “I’ll
only move if you’re sure.”

“I want you, Lash. Please, finish what you started.”

She arched up toward him. Her cunt tightened further,
and he knew she was doing it.

Taking hold of her hands in his, he locked them by
her head.

“I’m ready, Lash.”

He took her at her word and eased out of her tight
heat. She let out a moan but didn’t fight him. Gazing down between them, he
watched her cream glisten on his shaft. When only the tip remained inside he
looked up into her eyes.

“Are you sure?”

She nodded and closed her eyes. The expression on
her face showed wonder. Lash stared at her face watching the different emotions
flit across her face as he slowly made love to her. He eased into her tight
heat, swivelled his hips and pulled out. There was no rush to his movements. He
drew everything out, loving the way she responded to his touch. Her hands
tightened on his forearms, and Lash knew, without a doubt, that he was lost to
everything else.

He felt each ripple of her pussy. She was close to
coming. Angel thrust up to meet him, and together they made love. Lash felt he
was making love for the first time. The emotions consuming him were unlike
anything he’d ever felt before. Leaving one of her hands beside her head, he
reached down and stroked her clit.

“I want you to come for me, baby,” he said.

The touches on her clit made her cunt tighten around
him. Groaning out at the pleasure, Lash stayed still waiting for Angel to come
before he let himself explode over the edge.

This was a night of firsts. He was Angel’s first and
last man, and she was the first woman he’d ever cared enough about to make love
to. She was his whole world, and he wasn’t letting her go. No matter what she
thought about him after the problem with her Dad was handled. He’d make her
love him.

“Lash,” she said, crying out.

Her cunt tightened, and he couldn’t hold back any
longer. He thrust inside her tight heat, feeling the walls of her pussy and the
cream spilling from her with her orgasm.