The Diary of Bink Cummings: Vol 3 (MC Chronicles #3) (27 page)

Immediately, his free hand clamps down on the top of my thigh, along with the other, firmly holding me in place. Then something happens I never knew was possible. Big’s inner beast unleashes. I feel it as the molecules in the air shift into something dark and sinister. Something almost scary if anyone else was in this room other than me and him.

Big’s fingers dig painfully into my thighs, and I yelp in pleasure-pain as he tears his lips from my clit and glances up at me with heavy fire-glazed eyes. His face is red, lips swollen, eyes dancing with mischief. He grins demonically before he stalks up my body, paying special attention not to hurt my belly. Big doesn’t ask for permission, he simply takes what he wants when he leans over and nips my tit with his teeth. I tremble at the raw erotic sensation and bite my lip, stifling a scream.

“Such sugary tits,” he growls moving to nip the other hardened bud.

He swirls his hot tongue around my distended nipple and moves to suck it into his mouth with a satisfied groan of relief. With each tug on my tit, I can feel the throbbing intensify between my legs, the wetness growing, and the need to explode consuming all thought and reason.

I’ve never been with a man who wasn’t actually a man but a beast. I’ve never seen him like this inside the bedroom. Where some people might be scared, I’m not. The way his chest growls like a beast with each breath doesn’t make me fear him, it makes every cell in my body want to fuck his brains out. To ride his cock to completion. If only we could do that. I miss that connection between us. Now, I just want him to make me come. I don’t know how much longer I can take this. God, he feels so fucking amazing.

Another knock sounds at the door, except this time I barely hear it or the men speaking on the opposite side as my blood rushes through my ears, drowning them out.

Staring down at Big sucking greedily on my nipple, I catch him grinning like a madman. Combing my fingers through his hair, I smile back.

“You have the sexiest nipples, Sugar Tits,” he compliments, rubbing his bottom lip over my nipple with his panty-melting single dimple grin. I blush at the intensity of his conviction.

“And when you look at me that way, it’s takin’ everythin’ in me not to pull out my dick and fuck you with it,” he states moving in to run the tip of his tongue over my tit.

My throat constricts at his words and my heart thumps erratically. Fuck, I want that too. I want that badly.

“You want me to fuck that sweet pussy too, don’t ya, my love?” His voice is like warm velvety chocolate. It makes me melt inside.

A knock sounds at the door again. Big notices this time and turns his head.

With furrowed brows and his lip turned up in a snarl, he booms. “Fuck off!”

Another knock follows.

“I. Said. Fuck off!”

Whoever is knocking doesn’t seem to give a shit about his orders because someone who’s either very brave or very stupid knocks again. I’m gonna have to say they are stupid as hell. Big is fuming now. I can feel his body start to shake with retrained fury.

Big turns back to me, dips his head, licks over my nipple, kisses it, then catapults himself out of bed in nothing but a pair of boxers with his hard cock poking through the front flap. He doesn’t say a word when he throws open his bedroom door, leaving it to slam against the wall and making my ears ring.

From what I can see around his huge body, Viper, Gunz, and Tripper are standing outside, stunned to silence.

“What the fuck do you want?” Big is the first to speak.

“Uh-uhh, Prez,” Viper stammers.

“Shut the fuck up,” Big interjects, pissed the hell off and shaking with anger. “I’m in here sucking my woman’s delicious fuckin’ tits, and you fuckers wanna ruin us gettin’ reacquainted. So this better be fuckin’ life or death or somebody is gonna get beat.” Big rests his hands on either side of the doorframe, leaning forward in challenge, his long hair falling over his shoulders, inky biceps flexing.

Gunz clears his throat, “Big, we were concerned. Deke said he heard some noises, brother.”

“Was that fucker on watch outside my room?” Big snarls in question. I can’t see his face, but I can see the muscles in his shoulders flex with tension. He’s ready to kick someone’s ass.

“Yea,” Tripper mutters under his breath. I barely hear him.

“So ya put a fucker who’s in love with my woman outside the door, and he tattles like a fuckin’ child when he starts
hearin’ my woman
scream as I eat her pussy? Is that what you’re tellin’ me?”

I gasp, throwing my hand over my mouth. Big knows Deke’s feelings. Holy shit! How long has he known? I am going to have to ask him that later.

Gunz makes a strangled sound in his throat and quickly recovers, “We’re sorry, brother.”

“You damn well better be,” Big rumbles, lowering his voice to a false whisper. “You just took my old lady’s orgasm. Don’t ya think she deserves to be comin’ in my mouth?” He’s being an asshole. He isn’t seriously asking them if they think I deserve it or not because Big doesn’t give a fuck what they think. He’s furious. I can see his knuckles flexing on the doorframe, as he cracks his neck from side to side in warning. They’re pushing his buttons. Not a good idea.

None of the brothers reply to his question. Instead, Gunz simply states, “We were worried about ya, brother. After what went down yesterday, just wanted to make sure everything was good. Yeah?”

I can tell by Gunz’s speech that he’s trying to keep anyone else from getting in deep shit by putting himself in the line of fire. That’s so Gunz, always taking the heat so nobody else has to handle Big’s wrath. Quite the noble man. If only that didn’t mean him getting to meet Big’s fist every time this goes down.

“Yeah, I know, brothers. Shit was messed the hell up. But I’m perfectly fine, I can assure you,” Big glances over his shoulder at me lying on the bed, watching him.

He grins my way and asks, “Is my mouth workin’ fine for ya, my love? Are ya scared of your old man? Feel any threat?”

He just called me his love again. That’s new. I kinda love it though. Don’t you?

Nodding seductively, I wink at him and cup my breasts. “It’s workin’ damn good,” I purr in return.

He growls watching me play with myself and drops his hand from the doorframe to openly stroke his dick, right in front of the brothers. “Grab that nipple, Sugar Tits, and bring it to your mouth,” he orders with a sinister smirk, eyes illuminated with malevolent mischief.

Eagerly, I comply and suck my own nipple into my mouth, eliciting a profound moan to erupt and my eyes to roll back into my head. I continue to suck on my nipple like Big ordered, as I hear him say goodbye and shut our bedroom door before he rejoins me in bed.

Dipping his head to my mouth, he licks my top lip and grabs my breast with his hand to hold it to my mouth. I part my lips, panting for air as he delves his tongue inside to join my tongue and rigid tit. Clashing our wet tongues over my smooth nipple, we flick and suck on it, swirling our tongues over the sensitive pebble, moaning into each other’s mouths. It’s the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever felt in my entire life, and my clenching core agrees as it pulses with unabashed need.

Big’s hand roams to my other breast, tweaking my nipple. My back arches off the bed, silently begging for him to do more. He chuckles to my mouth, knowing exactly what I’m desperate for, before his hand slowly, tortuously, glides down my heaving breast and side. Goosebumps flare on every inch he touches, firing tendrils of erotic exhilaration through me. Curving over my hip, he follows the line to my pussy and rubs my cleft. I part my legs further, longing for his magical touch. I need to come.

Slipping into my heat, he presses his finger to my clit and rubs circles around it.

Fuck!

“That’s it,” he whispers to my mouth, and flicks his tongue over my nipple, twisting with my tongue at the same time.

Scooting forward, resting on his side next to me, I feel Big’s erection brush the outside of my thigh, smearing his pre-come across my wanton flesh. He raggedly moans into my mouth on contact and thrusts his hips forward, grinding against my thigh. Reaching between our bodies, I wrap my hand around his thickness and stroke him from base to tip. I stop at his thick head and smear his pre-come in before I go back to stroking him.

“Fuck,” he grunts to my mouth. “Your hand feels amazing.”

“So does yours,” I breathe, gasping for air.

Big’s finger stops on my clit, and he pushes hard. I whimper shaking on the precipice. My hand tightens around his shaft.

“I love watching my future wife gettin’ off,” Big admits.

Before I can reply or process a single thought, Big lashes out his tongue striking my nipple and squeezes my clit between his deft fingers. Irrepressibly my body coils, and I thrust my head back, slamming it into the pillow, as my breathing stalls. Then it happens, Big hungrily sucks my nipple into his mouth, and my world explodes. Brilliant light bursts like stars behind my eyes, as I violently scream my orgasm. Wetness runs from my pussy, clenching and unclenching as my toes dig into the bed, and my body wildly torques, riding the crashing waves of ecstasy.

Just as my orgasm simmers to a dull tingle, Big scrapes his nail over my unhooded clit, and I lose myself again. Not knowing what’s happening or how to control the overwhelming pleasure, I keep hold of Big’s dick and palm my tit, thrusting my hips outward, seeking more, more, more. I’m not done. I can feel the burning in my veins. I can feel my pussy aching to come. It’s not finished. My body needs to be filled. It needs satiation. I need something, or I’m going to go mad.

“Big,” I beg, opening my eyes and looking to him for help.

Unlatching from my tit, he lightly laves his tongue across my nipple, meeting my eyes. I can see his own need in them. The roundness of his dilated pupils. He’s losing his own self-control. I squeeze his dick, and my assumption is affirmed when his eyes fly wide and he shudders, thrusting himself roughly into my palm, smearing it with his pre-come as he grunts his need.

“Do—” I start, only it comes out weak, so I stop and swallow hard to clear my clogged throat.

“Do you want me to help you come?” I speak stronger this time.

“You need it too,” he replies caring more about me than himself. If that doesn’t warm me from the inside out, I don’t know what could.

I nod my agreement.

Big leans in, kisses my tit once more, and scoots up to gain access to my mouth, where he places a chaste kiss. “I have an idea,” he licks the seam of my lips, and I hum my delight. He returns a soft chuckle.

“You game?” he pecks my lips for a second time, lingering there but a moment to feel the heat seep into my soul.

“Sure,” I breathily state.

Big places his hand over mine that’s wrapped around his length, as he gazes into my eyes, “Let me go, Sugar Tits.”

I comply with a frown, and he shakes his head, amused, knowing how much I love to stroke him.

Getting off the bed, I open my mouth to ask him where he thinks he’s going. I shut up when Big situates himself between my noodle legs and grabs a pillow from the bed to place under my ass. Uh oh, we’ve been in this position before.

He grins knowingly, noticing my expression. “I know we can’t fuck because of our baby,” Big places both of his hands on my belly and rubs sweetly with a breathtaking smile, before continuing in complete seriousness. “But we can play just the tip, and I’m gonna come in you.”

He thinks we’re gonna do what? And he’s going to do what!? Has he lost his damn mind? Play just the tip? Are we in high school? Did I miss something here?

I open my mouth to protest only to snap it shut, when he gives me a sharp look and leans forward to rub his long, fat, throbbing cock between my pussy lips.

“You like that, don’t ya?” he presses his pre-come soaked head to my clit, and I watch as a shiver runs through him. With a smile of pure elation, he raptly watches himself smear his pre-come on my sensitive button and down my slit. Even if I didn’t like it, I would now. With that look of contentment and pure happiness, how could I not?

Big stops at my entrance and gently guides the tip of his dick inside. I feel myself expanding around him, and it’s amazing. It’s so hard to describe how you feel when your partner is filling you, stretching your body to fit inside. It’s beautiful. It’s heartfelt. It’s indescribably erotic.

His thighs begin to shake the bed, and he reaches out a hand to me, using his other to hold his cock in place. I rest my hand in his, and he brings it between my legs to touch his erection.

“You feel that?” he briefly meets my gaze, and I nod, chewing my lip with anticipation.

“That’s home,” he stares down between my legs, watching our intimate connection. “No matter what happens in our life. No matter the arguments. The fuck ups. The men who want my old lady. The club shit. The drama. The lies. The bullshit we say and don’t mean,” He pauses to breathe deep. “It doesn’t fuckin’ matter when we can come back to our home.”

He glances back up to meet my eyes, “You,” he rakes his gaze hungrily down my body. I shiver at the intensity, my skin tingling.

“Your sweet fuckin’ pussy,” he licks his lips and stares down at my core. I squeeze my pussy around his cockhead, and he thickly groans, his eyes becoming heavier.