Claimed by the Biker Giant (Maxine and Tank) novel Chapter 308

Doom POV

I am not going to let the pressure of having to perform well spoil my time with Tracey for the very first time. I insisted that I undress her; it’s something I enjoy doing, helps me focus on what I had planned, and my first step was to push Tracey onto the bed while I removed my shoes. I can’t get all romantic with my work shoes on.

Tracey huffed as I took my time and placed them to one side. Then removed my shirt and jeans, leaving my boxers on, and she sat watching me, not at all happy to be left to last. Finally, I was ready. I needed to calm myself and think. I have a task to do, and I intend to show Tracey I was the best lover she has ever had.

I squatted down, removed one sock, rubbed the sole of her foot, then removed the sock from the other foot and rubbed its sole, massaged her calves, then her thighs through her jeans. Tracey had lain back on the bed. When I reached her thighs, I noticed she had her eyes closed; a small smile on her lips was the only sign she was enjoying this. I reached up and unzipped her jeans, and then slowly pulled them down her legs, kissing her tummy, her thighs, her ankles as I went, then kissed my way back up, lifted her a little to remove her shirt, slowly, one painfully slow arm after the other, kissing her fingers, her arms, her shoulders as I moved over her body. Peppering her with constant kisses, nips, and licks. I threw her shirt over my shoulder in the direction that I sent the jeans, then kissed her softly on the mouth, not too long, as I didn’t want to deepen the kisses yet, lots of short ones, to build up the need, the want.

It occurred to me that it was our first kiss. I would have preferred something longer, more passionate, but she put the bar high, and the long kisses had to wait for now.

Having given her mouth a small taste of things to come, I moved my attention to her bra and the two beauties confined inside. When the clasp was undone, the front burst open, revealing the creamy white skin. I removed the bra and gave those two firm, perfect breasts my attention, kissing, licking, and lastly a small bite on the n****e, sucking it into my mouth and suckling, teasing. I moved up, gave her a quick kiss on the lips, and I headed down her body, running my hands with a feather–like touch over her body, till I met the junction of her thighs. Her legs fell open without any encouragement from me.

Perfect. I thought, as I licked her vulva and the surrounding region, nibbling the nub, before plunging my tongue inside her, she tasted just like I thought she would, sweet nectar from the gods. She groaned and squirmed as I removed my tongue, added a finger to put a little more pressure inside, and flicked her nub with my tongue. Her juices were dribbling from her, giving me a taste of her sweetness and spurring me on to do more. j-o-b-n-ib.com I licked, sucked, nibbled, and fingered her core area until Tracey was writhing at my ministrations and screamed out my name as she exploded on my fingers and tongue. I continued to enjoy lapping her tender lady parts, till Tracey came down from her high, and was working towards her second one.

Not yet, my girl, I need to be inside you before you explode again. I thought.

I snaked back up her body, kissing her on the way up, giving each breast some attention, before making it to her lips. She opened her mouth, and I plunged my tongue inside, as I rubbed my length up and down her wet entrance, making my shaft wet and lubricated, ready to plunge inside. I had found out, as I worked on her vulva, that Tracey was not a virgin, so causing her great pain should be reduced.

“Ready?” I asked Tracey. She was as prepared as I could make her, as my own needs were at boiling point.

“Give it to me, big boy.” Yeah, that I am, and proud of it.

So, I complied.

I lowered my hand down to ensure my tip was properly coated with her juices, plus making Tracey squirm a little as I went over her tender nub, lined myself up, and thrust inside Tracey in one hard thrust. I started slowly, pulling back until I was almost out of her channel, and then slowly thrust back in. It was hard to stay slow, but it did the trick as Tracey screamed out my name a second time, digging her nails in my back as she did. I kept thrusting in slowly, feeling my own release building. Suddenly, Tracey dug her nail in my buttock, urging me to go faster, deeper.

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