Butch

“We’ll talk about this when we’re home.” When he got her home, he was getting her naked. His dick was aching for some relief. In the weeks to come he had a wedding to plan, and a ring to purchase so every f**ker knew who she belonged to.

You’re still running away from The Skulls. They’re your family.

The reasons for leaving The Skulls were falling away, little by little. He wanted to go back to them, but then he couldn’t help but feel it was a weak decision. Turning on the ignition, he pulled away from the curb and took off toward her home. She headed inside the house as he put the bike away. When he entered he closed the door and followed the sound of her moving around.

She was filling up the kettle with water. He waited until she put it down before wrapping his arms around her waist. Pressing his face against her neck, he groaned at the smell of her. She always smelled amazing to him.

Cupping her tits, he rubbed his c**k against her ass. “I need you, Cheryl.”

****

Refusing Butch was out of the question. Whenever he touched her, Cheryl just couldn’t say no. His touch sent her pulse aflame with need. She no longer wanted to talk about The Skulls or him returning to his crew. After he bailed them out, he’d been moody at being shut out. She knew he wasn’t used to being cut off from the family. The Skulls were his family.

The problem she faced was trying to show him that he could have the best of both worlds. She didn’t care about his association with the club. Living in Fort Wills, she’d seen the good and bad that the club did. More often than not, The Skulls took care of them. She didn’t have anything bad to say about them.

His hands cupped her tits, and she was lost.

He’s going to marry you.

She didn’t know what to think of his sudden proposal and the purchase of the florist shop. What did he hope to achieve? They were staying in Fort Wills. Butch wasn’t going to get her to leave no matter what he thought.

“Fuck, I need you.”

He reached out going to the button of his jeans.

“Butch,” she said, moaning.

“I know, baby.”

The button slid open, and she wiggled her h*ps for him to push the jeans down her thighs. There was no time to make him wait. Butch took over. He turned her to face him, picking her up easily to place her on the dinner table.

She chuckled as with one quick movement he tore them from her body.

“Baby, we’re going to need to buy you some new underwear, thongs or something to reveal your pu**y more.” He took hold of her cotton underwear, destroying the fabric in his haste to get rid of it.

“You’re going too fast,” she said, chuckling.

“No, I’m not. I need this, baby. Come on, show me you want me.” He ran his hands up the outside of her thighs, curving inside to open them wide.

Cheryl removed her shirt, hearing him moan as she fingered the bra covering her br**sts from his view.

“Fuck, you really are beautiful, honey. I can’t wait to be inside you.”

He ran a finger through the lips of her sex. Crying out, she arched up.

“Not yet, Cheryl. I want you to see what I’m doing to you. Watch me touch you.”

Butch was fully dressed. She opened her eyes and fingered her clit.

Glancing down, she saw him teasing through her curls. His thumb pressed to her nub then stroked from side to side. The pleasure whooshed through her entire body.

“Keep your eyes on what I’m doing to you, Cheryl. Don’t look away. I’ve got you all afternoon, and I intend to have you screaming my name.”

“Please, Butch.”

“I got the lube the other day. Remember, we talked about me f**king that ass.”

She tensed. He’d talked about f**king her ass, and he’d been teasing her with his fingers. Cheryl didn’t think he’d been serious.

“You’ve got nothing to worry about. I’ll take care of everything, and you’ll only experience the amazing pleasure that can be had,” he said.

She shook her head. No, how could having anal sex be pleasurable?

“Trust me. You’re going to be begging me to f**k your ass.” He leaned down, flicking her nipple with his tongue.

“I doubt it.”

“You doubt me.”

The sound of the chair scraping forced her to open her eyes. She’d closed them when he touched her clit.

Butch took a seat in front of her. He placed his hands at her h*ps and pulled her to the edge of the table.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“I’m going to look at your sweet pu**y. You look good enough to eat.”

She covered her face as the heat started to build inside her. “Butch?”

“You’re beautiful.”

Going to her elbows, she saw him watching her pu**y. He opened the lips of her sex, and his eyes seemed focused on what he saw. “You’re so f**king tight.” One finger slid inside her pu**y.

Collapsing to the table, she rested her hand over her eyes. Two fingers slid inside her core. He spread his fingers open, stretching her.

“I’m going to lick you now.”

His tongue stroked over her clit, then down to slide his fingers inside her pu**y. Butch removed his fingers then slid down to caress across her ass. He placed his other hand over her pu**y, touching her wet heat.

“Don’t tense up. I’m going to show you how good it can be between us.”

“Butch, I don’t think this is a good idea.”

“Trust me, baby. You’re going to love what I do to you.”

She wanted to argue but kept her mouth shut. Butch knew what he was doing. Thinking about the other women he’d been with annoyed her. Pushing the thoughts aside, she focused on his touch. His tongue took over the pleasure, swirling around her cl*t then going down to her core.

The fingers against her ass, stroked over the puckered hole of her anus. Licking her lips, she blew out a breath knowing she wasn’t going to last long. The pleasure was a dual sensation. She never expected any sensation to come from him touching her ass. He circled the bud, sliding over it before pressing against the muscles.

Butch didn’t force his fingers inside or make her take him. It was a caress with slight pressure. The whole experience was strange to her.

“You’re so f**king ripe and juicy. I want you to come all over my fingers and inside my mouth before I f**k you.”

She whimpered. Her pu**y felt empty even with him using his fingers. Cheryl wanted to feel him inside her, sliding through the muscles. His c**k was large, and he filled her so completely.