Dax: Silver Saints MC by Davenport, Fiona (universal ebook reader .TXT) 📗

She smiled and leaned up to kiss my cheek.

“How about a shower?”

Arya nodded happily, then giggled when I once again swung her up into my arms.

8

Dax

“Dax?”

“Yeah, baby?” I’d just finished slathering conditioner on Arya’s hair and turned her so I could rinse it under the spray of hot water. I’d taken my time washing her body, paying special attention to her tits and pussy. Then I’d dirtied her up and made her come twice before cleaning her up again.

“I mean, um, David Anthony Xavier?”

I paused and raised an eyebrow as I gazed into her face with curiosity. Her expression was sly, despite the blush spreading from her cheeks down to her breasts. Before I could ask what she was up to, our conversations from the previous night and this morning came back to me.

A grin split my face, and I winked at her. “You lookin’ for a mouthful of something else, baby?”

Arya giggled, and I hurried to finish her hair before moving the spray so it wasn’t directly on us. With one hand flat on her back and the other tangled in her hair, I hauled her up against me and took her mouth in a deep, passionate kiss until I felt her knees go weak.

With a groan, I ended the kiss and grabbed a towel I’d draped over the door. I folded it and dropped it on the tile in front of me, then helped Arya lower to her knees. “Is this what you want filling your pretty mouth?” I grunted.

Arya licked her lips and nodded as she stared hungrily at my long, thick cock. I grew even harder under her hot gaze, and blood roared in my ears as it all rushed down to my erection.

“Open,” I demanded. She immediately obeyed, and I threaded my hands in her hair again, clutching the strands so I could control the angle. Slowly, I entered her mouth, and when her plump lips wrapped around my shaft, I almost blew my load right then. But I fought back my climax and took a deep, steadying breath.

“Suck it, baby.”

Arya hollowed out her cheeks, and I shouted at the ecstasy that rolled through my body. “Fuck!”

Encouraged by my reaction, she started licking and bobbing her head on my shaft. I let her lead until I couldn’t take it anymore, then I tightened her hair in my fists and took over. I was a little worried about being too rough as I fucked her mouth fast and hard, but her moans of pleasure and the rapturous expression on her face let me know she was okay.

Arya’s mouth was heaven, but when my orgasm approached again, I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold it off this time. However, nutting in her mouth was a waste of come that I couldn’t afford right then. I slowed my pace, and my eyes drifted down from her face to see her hand between her legs. I abruptly pulled out and hauled her up in front of me. “What did I say about that pussy, baby?” I growled.

Arya licked her lips and whimpered. “I couldn’t help it.”

“Who does this pussy belong to, Arya?”

“You.”

“Damn straight. You shouldn’t touch things that don’t belong to you, baby. Now I’ll have to punish you.”

Her deep brown eyes turned molten at my words, and I groaned when she pivoted around, placed her palms on the wall, and popped her round ass out.

This woman couldn’t be more perfect if she tried.

I moved in behind her and wrapped her hair around one hand, tugging her head back so I could give her a thorough kiss. Then I pulled back and brought a hand down on one ass cheek, leaving a red print on her creamy skin. Arya gasped and watched me over her shoulder with wide eyes. But I forced her to face forward again when I tightened my grip on her hair. I knew the prickling of pain on her scalp would enhance her pleasure, and I didn’t want to hurt her neck.

I slapped the other cheek, and this time, she cried out as she thrust her hips back a little farther, begging for more. Yanking gently on her hair, I glided a finger through her folds and circled her clit a few times before leaving her hot, wet center.

“No,” Arya whined. “Please.”

“Mmmm. I like the sound of you begging,” I grunted.

I spanked each globe twice more before repeating the treatment to her head and pussy.

Arya cried out, begging to come, and my balls drew up, indicating that I wasn’t going to last much longer.

“Have you learned your lesson?” I growled at her ear.

“Yes. Now please let me come!”

I closed the gap between us and lined up my cock before slamming into her heat, sheathing myself completely. Arya’s muscles clenched, and I groaned, “Oh, fuck yeah, baby. Squeeze that tight little pussy.”

I retreated until only my tip remained inside, then I pulled her hair as I drove back inside.

“Dax!” Arya screamed. “Yes!”

I set a harsh pace, unable to control myself any longer. I released her hair, worried that I would yank too hard with my wild, animalistic rutting. Gliding my hands around to her front, I cupped her heavy tits and brought her back up against my chest. “Close your legs, baby,” I commanded roughly. “Fuck!” I roared when she complied. Her pussy was like a vise around my dick, making it difficult to pull out and shove back in. “That’s it, baby. Oh, yeah. Oh, fuck! Fuck!” I dragged along her walls, and Arya dropped her head back, crying out with each pass of my shaft over her G-spot.

“Yes. Yes! Oh, Dax. I’m so close.”

Her breathing had become ragged, and her body was vibrating with need. I was so damn close, but I wouldn’t come until she did. On the next thrust, I pinched her nipples and was rewarded with a cry of bliss. Twice more, and she was right on the edge. So I slid a hand down to her swollen