Loco, page 25
He shook his head. “You’re the only woman I want to kiss. And for the record, I’ve never kissed Lulu.”
That was hard to believe, but I took his word for it. “So, um, you just kind of pinned her to the wall?” I was stupid for wanting details. That image alone caused my jealousy to spike.
“Want me to show you?”
I didn’t like his wolfish grin. Did I? Probably not, but I nodded anyway, a glutton for punishment. Loco leaned forward until he was nuzzling the side of my neck, while his hand went to my bare knee and slowly moved up the outside of my thigh beneath my skirt, and then stopped. Damn! He was making me hot when I wanted to be mad that he’d actually touched Lulu. But then I calmed myself down. When he did nothing further, I asked, “That’s it?”
“That’s it, darlin’.” His hand moved, and his fingers began to skim up my thigh between my legs, and I felt myself getting wet. “Want to know what I was thinking when I was with Lulu?”
I caught my breath when his finger flicked over my pussy.
Did I want to know? I didn’t respond, but he told me anyway.
“That she wasn’t you.”
He kissed me tenderly, taking his time to explore my mouth, which was so unlike him. When he thrust his tongue against mine, it called up the feeling of another part of his body thrusting into mine. I moaned at the feelings rushing through me that were brought on just from his kiss alone. He sucked and nibbled on my bottom lip until it felt swollen and tender, while his finger flicked over my pussy.
It was too little, but made me feel so much.
It wasn’t enough.
“Feel good, baby?” he mumbled against my lips.
I nodded with a sigh of contentment. “Very good.” I wanted him to keep doing it.
“Good.” Something in the way he muttered that single word against my mouth sent up warning signals. “Think about how good it felt while I’m tanning your sweet ass.”
My smile vanished instantly. What? I couldn’t have heard him correctly. Loco didn’t give me a chance to digest his words. When he moved it was fast and precise. Before I knew it, I found myself across his lap, my skirt up and my panties down. “Loco!” I began to squirm in anticipation of his first slap. I wasn’t sure if he was playing or serious.
“This has been a long time coming, darlin’. I let you get away with calling me ‘lover boy’ one too many times.”
His first slap came down on my bare bottom, and I laughed when I realized it was just a test slap to determine how hard I could take it. I realized as soon as the second slap hit my other cheek with a force that caused me to gasp that laughing had been a mistake. After that I began to tense up, but it didn’t matter. Loco adjusted the force of his slaps to suit himself and punish me the most. It wasn’t long before I was crying out with each stinging slap and wiggling to get off his lap.
“Damnit, Loco!” I hissed. “My ass is on fire!” I complained. I brought my hands back to cover the smarting flesh, but he easily slapped them away. “Ouch! Damn you!”
His laugh revealed that he didn’t care. “It’s occurred to me that I need to back up my bark more often.” Slap! “This punishment is for calling me ‘lover boy.’” Slap! “But I’m seriously thinking about extending it to cover all the times you’ve rolled your eyes at me.” Slap!
“You wouldn’t!”
Slap! “Don’t temp me.”
I’d almost managed to wiggle off onto the floor, but he quickly draped his arm across my waist to hold me in place. He alternated cheeks, but it was at the point that it no longer mattered. I hadn’t been exaggerating when I’d said that my ass felt like it was on fire. My flesh had to be scarlet with his handprints, and the burning pain caused tears to flood my eyes. I bit my bottom lip to keep from sobbing, and a different sound escaped me when Loco began to run his hand over my bottom after each hit as if to soothe the pain away.
I wasn’t sure when everything started to change. When the pain turned to pleasure. The kind of pain you craved, because it felt good at the same time. My lower body had suddenly come alive with feeling. Loco’s slaps had lightened up a little, and had turned into rough caresses that soothed and stimulated. My sobs turned to moans and whimpers, and I no longer wanted to escape him. Soon I noticed that the sting had traveled to my clit, which in turn began to throb with arousal. My pussy was buzzing, too and felt suspiciously wet down there.
He dipped his fingers between my legs. “Fuck, baby, you’re drenched.”
He was content to run his fingertips over my slit for a while, and then he separated my folds and explored inside. I bucked my hips when he flicked my aching clit.
“Is all this sweet pussy juice just for me?” His words were hoarse. Apparently spanking me had affected him, too.
I caught my breath when his finger slipped inside me, going straight for my sweet spot. “My pussy’s crying because you beat my ass,” I said jokingly.
He laughed. “Baby, you want me to wipe the tears away?” His hand glided over me from the rear to the front.
“Oh, God!” I groaned. “I want you to kiss them away.”
“With pleasure.”
I closed my eyes tightly and moaned at the feel of his skillful mouth against my hot flesh. Loco kissed both cheeks lovingly, softly, his smooth lips gliding over me like a silky scarf, causing goose bumps to rise on my skin. He licked me, cooling the fire his hands had generated. Then his hands were there, gripping both cheeks apart so his tongue could tease the forbidden crevice.
“Oh!” I shivered wildly.
“Love this ass, baby,” he said hoarsely.
He’d said the words against my skin. Then his teeth were giving me little nibbles and causing my breath to catch. The pleasure was almost more than I could bare. When his tongue moved over my anus I whimpered, and instinctively pulled away. Since I was still draped over Loco’s lap, I could only go so far to escape the exquisite torture he was subjecting me to.
“Anyone ever had you back here, baby?”
I shook my head. Before I could brace myself, he thrust his finger inside me. It hurt for a second, and then there was only the pressure of something being in a place that it shouldn’t be. Loco began to slide his finger in and out, his breath hot against my skin as his mouth continued to move over me.
Beneath me I could feel his cock was hard and pressing against his zipper. I pressed my body down, and was rewarded by his groan of pleasure. He stopped what he was doing long enough to reach between us, undo his pants, and pull his cock out. I could hear his heavy breathing. He pushed me to my knees, and our eyes met.
“Suck me.”
His command should have pissed me off, but it didn’t. I was so hot, and the sight of his big, veiny cock bobbing between his thick thighs while pre-cum filled the slit drove me wild. I took him into my mouth and began to suck him off, using my hand around the base where his balls were located. The taste of his cum exploded on my taste buds, making me hungry for more. Each time I closed my mouth around him, I took him in deeper and deeper until he was sliding halfway down my throat. That’s when I swallowed, using my throat muscles to fuck him.
His sharp hiss seemed overloud in the room. “Fuck, baby, fuck,” he grated, wrapping his hand around my braid to control the speed.
He moved his hips slow and easy, as if wanting to savor the slow glide of my mouth going down on him. I took advantage and circled his shaft with my tongue, exploring the ridges and veins that lined it. It was a muscle to be proud of. Thick and long. His groans told me that he liked what I was doing.
The room was filled with our heavy panting, filled with the unmistakable scent of musky sex. My clit was throbbing strongly, and I reached for it, but Loco had other ideas. He pulled his cock from my mouth and pulled me to my feet.
“Get naked, baby.”
He had a look on his face that reminded me of a wild animal. His jaw was tight, his nostrils flared. He was breathing through his parted lips. His eyes were ablaze with passion. I didn’t need to know what was going on inside his head. Everything he was feeling was right there on his face, and in his eyes. He was going to own me.
He got to his feet and watched silently as I removed my clothes. I watched him strip down, watched every glorious inch he exposed to me. I couldn’t wait for him to fuck me.
“On the bed with your ass facing me,” he ordered.
I eagerly did as he asked. I felt Loco move onto the bed behind me. He ran the head of his cock up and down my slit before parting my folds to do the same thing to my labia.
“So goddamned wet,” he growled, and then he rammed home without warning. “All this cream is gonna make it easy to fuck you in the ass.”
I shivered at the hot words uttered against my ear, and the picture they produced.
I’d never been a fan of anal, in fact, I’d shied away from it, but I had a feeling that Loco was going to change my mind for me. It surprised me how eager I was for him to fuck me there. I was so turned on that he could have done anything to me right then.
I clenched the bed covers beneath me and braced for his thrusts. The harder I held on, the less I moved. The less I moved, the more I felt when Loco powered into me. He was a strong, powerful man, and I wanted to feel every inch of his cock. I wanted to feel his balls slapping against my clit.
I wanted it all.
His hands were brutal against my hips as he pulled me over his cock. One minute he was fucking me like there was no tomorrow, the next he had slowed down like he had all the time in the world. Both speeds rocked my world and gave me different gratification. His slower, well-aimed moves allowed his cock to brush against my G-spot in a way that left my whole body weak and tingling. His faster plunges scratched an itch deeper inside me and threatened my control.
Either way, the end result was the same climatic explosion.
Without warning, one of his hands went to my anus and I felt his finger inside me again. My eyes grew big at the unexpected pleasure of having his finger and cock inside me at the same time. Then he added a second finger. He began to scissor them and my orgasm hit like a tsunami.
“Tuuuccker!” I screamed, coming hard enough to see stars.
Loco grunted. “That’s it, baby, coat my dick with your cum.” He fucked me for a few more minutes and then pulled out.
Suddenly I felt his cock sliding from my pussy up to my anus. When I felt the head of his cock at the entrance I automatically tensed.
“Relax, darlin’.” He ran his cock up and down the crack of my ass in a playful manner, teasing the entrance to my anus.
I relaxed.
“Deep breath, baby.”
I sucked in a deep breath and felt Loco slip his cock in, just the biggest part, which was the rounded head. As the sphincter muscle stretched around him there was a little pain, but it quickly evaporated.
“You okay?”
“Yes.”
“You let me know if it hurts, darlin’, and I’ll stop. Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
Loco slowly moved, letting my body adjust to his size, in a place that, before now, had only ever known a doctor’s finger. I was surprised by how easily it could accommodate a man’s cock, and a big one at that.
“Jesus, fuck, you’re tight back here.”
It was a tight fit, but it felt oh-so-good. “How is it possible that something can hurt and feel so good at the same time?”
“It hurts?” There was concern in his voice.
“In a good way,” I promised. “God, don’t stop now.”
He snorted and leaned over my back. “You know what I like about anal sex?” he whispered in my ear.
I shook my head.
“Tighter than a pussy. Can’t get pregnant. And for a little while, every time you sit down a little bit of my seed will drip from your body, making you think of me.”
I laughed. “I don’t need your seed dripping from my body to think about you.”
He kissed my shoulder and began to fuck me hard and fast.
“Feels so good, Tucker!” I said huskily as he rocked my body with his thrusts. His balls slapped against my pussy, adding an extra element of pleasure. He didn’t have to tell me to push back against him when he entered my body, the instinct seemed to come naturally. “So good!”
It felt even better when he began to finger my clit, and as I got closer to my orgasm, he slipped two fingers inside me and fucked me with them while his thumb manipulated my clit. Ohmygod! The pressure of being so full in two places set me off in one of the most intense orgasms I’d ever experienced.
As I screamed my release, Loco roared loudly and found his, too.
Chapter 38
Millie
“I killed a man.”
Loco and I were eating dinner at The Eatery with Cole, Raven, Oz, JoJo, and Doc when I blurted it out during a rare lull in the conversation. It got even quieter at our table, and suddenly all eyes were resting on me. Surprise, curiosity, disbelief, were just some of the expressions on their faces, and it was clear that no one knew how to react.
“Darlin’?” Loco was sitting next to me. He covered my hand with his where it rested on the table next to my empty plate. There was no censure in his eyes, just a silent question at my comment, which had absolutely nothing to do with the conversation we’d been having before that.
There was concern in his eyes, too, which warmed my heart and prompted me to say, “I’m okay. It was a long time ago.” My eyes moved around the table. “I just thought since I’m, ah, considered part of the family now that I shouldn’t have any secrets.”
“Can you tell us what happened, honey?” JoJo asked softly.
“I had a stalker once.” I held Loco’s eyes. He knew my concerns about Leslie. We’d talked about it after the incident at the wedding, and I was relieved that she wasn’t working at The Eatery today. “His name was Stuart Little, and he was someone that I worked with.” I wondered if Loco was aware that his hand had tightened around mine. “Long story short, he broke into my apartment one night and attacked me, and I stabbed him.”
Loco brought my hand to his mouth and kissed the back of it. “Fucking sorry you had to go through that, babe.”
I smiled at the passion behind his words. “Me, too. There were no charges. They said it was self-defense. But his family caused me a lot of trouble, so eventually I packed up and moved here to start over.”
“That was very courageous,” Raven said in an impressed tone.
“And lucky for us, because now we have you in our family,” JoJo added.
I couldn’t agree more. In the week that had passed since Annabelle’s wedding, everyone in the club had really made me feel welcomed. The old ladies, especially, had gone out of their way to include me. And I’d sensed a change in the men regarding me, too. Loco had explained that they were very protective of the women in the club.
“When are you going to make this girl your old lady?”
“JoJo,” Oz growled, giving her a glare that clearly warned her to shut up.
I was afraid to meet Loco’s eyes, afraid I would see something that I didn’t want to. He’d claimed me to the club in order to keep his brothers away from me, but I wasn’t officially his old lady. I didn’t wear his cut.
Since Loco seemed unwilling to answer JoJo, I decided to let him off the hook. “I think it’s too soon for that.” I shot him a smile.
“Really? I’d think by now—”
“Baby.”
Raven swung her head in Cole’s direction. Once their eyes clashed, he simply gave her a shake of his head.
JoJo huffed. “Well, I—”
“Woman!” The bark in Oz’s tone caused JoJo to clamp her mouth shut, but she wasn’t happy. “We don’t get involved in another brother’s personal life.”
“Pff!” She waved him off.
I couldn’t help laughing at the exchange between the couples. It was entertaining. It was obvious that they had solid relationships, and the look in their eyes gave away the deep-rooted love that simmered between them. Even when they were annoyed with each other, it was there.
“I think it’s time to leave before our women get us into trouble.” Cole rose to his feet.
Raven followed suit. “I wasn’t going to cause any trouble,” she objected
Cole laughed and pulled her against him, surprising her with a brief kiss.
JoJo and Oz also stood up. “What about me?” she pouted.
“Baby, I don’t think Raven would appreciate Cole giving you a kiss.” If the teasing light in Oz’s eyes didn’t give him away, the wink did.
I giggled, catching Doc’s smirk as he, too, moved to stand up. He threw some money down on the table, and then glanced at me and Loco.
“Want us to wait for you outside?”
“No need, Brother. We’ll be along.”
As Oz dragged JoJo toward the entrance, she called over her shoulder, “We’ll see you at the cookout this weekend?”
“She’ll be there.” The confidence in Loco’s tone caused me to give him a push. There was surprise in his eyes when he turned my way. “Am I wrong?”
“No, but I could have answered for myself,” I scolded lightly. I rolled my eyes.
“Watch those eye rolls, darlin’.”
I blushed hotly, recalling how he liked to punish me. “You do things that irritate me, too,” I muttered.
He laughed. “Like what?”
I pressed my lips and began to count them off in my head. His bossiness, his possessiveness, his recklessness, the control he liked to have…I realized that I could name a few more, but discovered that all of his annoying faults were also things that I liked about Loco. He made me feel protected and safe. His possessiveness wasn’t the stifling kind. It was his way of showing that he really cared for me. Did he love me? Maybe.
“Why you smiling, babe?”
“Never mind,” I breathed. “There’s too many to mention.”
He threw his head back and laughed, and then reached for my hand as he scooted back his chair. “Come on, darlin.” He dropped some money down on top of what Doc had left, and then he pulled me out of the restaurant.
