The Blood Scorpions of Socorro Texas (reserved)

She snorted at the look that fell over her mother’s face at Nathan’s promise. Savannah waved as he started the bike back up before wrapping her arms around his torso, receiving a cold look of her own. She would be getting an earful whenever she wound up back home.

The ride was uneventful, something she fully welcomed after the events of the prior day. It had been a long time since she’d been on the back of a bike, going nowhere, sun warm in the clear sky, and being able to just forget about everything. Savannah was pulled out of her daydream as he pulled the bike up to the small diner. She slowly let go as the bike came to a stop. She nearly choked on her own saliva and felt her face go red at the unexpected joke; this guy was two for two on the innuendos for the day.

Following Gears into the diner, they were greeted excitedly by an older woman who worked her way around the counter to hug him. The greeting they got from his mother was much different than how it went with her own. Savannah shook the woman’s hand, giving a warm smile. “Hi, nice to meet you.”

A menu was put into her hands, and she looked it over. Burgers, hot sandwiches, salads, fried chicken on one side, and breakfast items filling the entire other side. “I’ll have… The Pepper Jack Burger,” she said to the woman on the other side of the counter, handing the menu back to Nathan to be put back where he grabbed it from. “Can you add extra jalapenos?” The woman relayed the order to Vic, and Savannah glanced to the man next to her. “What, I like it spicy when there's meat in my mouth,” she said low so only he could hear.
 
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With a chuckle, he side-glanced at her and said, "Duly noted..." He caught a smirk from her. Yeah... he liked her.

He turned his stool towards her and said, "So... tell me. Clearly you are a licensed nurse and you are competent in your career. So why here? Why Socorro? Why not El Paso or Dallas or Houston? I mean, why this little dink town?" He picked up his tea his mom brought over and sipped on it studying her.
 
"It's home," she said with a shrug. "I mean, I went to UTEP and it was fun. But I realized I didn't want to live out in El Paso." Savannah took a sip of the sweet tea that was placed in front of her, giving a quick thanks to his mom. "Everyone is always on the move, has somewhere to be in five minutes. It's relatively quiet in Socorro, people stop and say hi in the grocery store. You can walk across most streets and not get nearly run over. We don't have as many problems as the bigger cities." She leaned an elbow on the counter, resting her chin in her hand. "What about you? Besides your… Club, what made you stay?"
 
Socorro... quiet? If she only knew how wrong that statement was. But then again, people like Sav and her parents tended to live their lives in a little bubble, ignoring those little unpleasant things in the town as if they never exist. He eyed this woman a moment longer before saying, "The club is my family. You never leave your family."

His mom glanced up with a slightly worried look at her.

The door to the diner opened up and a man and woman entered the diner, heading towards one of the tables on the far side of the room. He glanced out and saw a grey SUV in a parking spot and looked back to her. His tail had decided to grab a little chow as well. He said, "Excuse me a moment..."

He got up, picking up a couple of menus and walked over to their table. Both of the people suddenly seemed to tense up when they saw him approach. Both could see the bulge of a pistol on his waist band. He leaned in and set both menus down and said, "Enjoy yourselves officers. I am on a date. Perhaps the two of you might enjoy watching me fuck her. Maybe the two of you can use it for a little stimulation of your own. That SUV gets compact after a time. Enjoy your meals."

They said nothing as he straightened up and walked back to the stool. Kelly looked very concerned as he saw her bring down two plates of burgers, both exactly the same and sat them down at their places. He smiled to her saying, "Looks like your selection and my usual are identical..." He reached for the ketchup and poured some on the plate.
 
How very Dominic Toretto of him, she thought with a smirk. Then the door opened, and she turned to look at the two people walking in, noting the unsettled look on Kelly's face. Savannah watched more curious than concerned as Nathan stood and grabbed 2 menus from the stack next to him and walked over to the two new patrons. He spoke to them in a low tone, and with the quiet radio music that played from speakers hung in each corner, she couldn't quite make out what was said. They said nothing, though she could see the uneasiness in their body language.

She thought they looked familiar, but couldn't quite put names to their faces. Friends or colleagues of her dad's? Spotting the silver SUV, it looked similar to some of the unmarked vehicles they would use for stake outs, so it was possible. The two plates of food clicked against the countertop as they were being set down, startling Savannah just slightly. She returned Nathan's smile as he returned to his seat. She took a bite of the burger, realizing just how hungry she was. "Mmm… You weren't kidding," she started, before finishing chewing. "That's really good."

Savannah glanced back up at the two sitting in the booth at the other side of the diner, feeling their eyes on them. By the way they were whispering to each other and the stupid Oakley sunglasses on top of the man's head that seemed to be a requirement for every police officer, she concluded they were in fact cops. "So, are they here for you or for me?" Savannah said softly, leaning closer to Gears. She wouldn't put it past her mother for raising enough hell to her father to make him send out watch dogs. It wouldn't be the first time.
 
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He hesitated a moment then shifted his eyes towards Sav saying, "Why would they be following you?" He bit into his burger as he studied her a moment. He saw her blush a moment and then said, "Oh... wait, you are the Mayor's daughter and the Mayor sent them to get you did they?" He glanced outside the window and up into the sky a moment saying, "I am checking for a chopper following us... nope. Sky's are all clear. I don't see SWAT so that is good."

Letting the humor sink in, he said, "I am the President of the Blood Scorpions Motorcycle Club. Pretty she they are watching me more than you. I almost always have a tail."

He leaned in to take a drink and saw his mom's face and the shock on it. He said, "M... mom? What's wrong?"

Her eyes were locked on Sav saying, "You... are the Mayor's kid? Savannah Rosenburg?" Her eyes shifted to me and bobbed back to the corner indicating to come with her.

He sipped his drink once and then said, "Be right back."

He walked through the door to the kitchens and stood close to his mother saying, "What is it?"

"Dump her. You have to dump her. Finish your date, take her home and forget about her. She is dangerous." His mom said calmly.

"Danger is hardly the description I would place on her." He said as he added, "What is this with you? I have never seen you act this way before?"

She peeked out the window once to see Savannah munching on her burger, then leaned back in close and softly said, "She specifically isn't dangerous. The people around her are dangerous. Dealing with her will fuck up everything your father built."

"My father sits in prison for the remainder of his life. Why the fuck should I care?" He growled angrily, not realizing the pent up anger he had for his dad still after everything.

His mom's reaction was shocking, she slapped him across the face! Gears eyes widened and he clamped that wrist and growled, "Have you lost your fucking senses?"

"Don't you fucking talk about your father that way. He built the empire you now run you unappreciating little prick." She growled back at him.

"I am not going to stop seeing her because of your concerns. Now, if you will excuse me, I have a meal to finish..." He said and came back to the booth and sat down saying, "Sorry about that. So where were we?"

His mother stayed in the kitchen a moment to gather herself, then walked out, past them to the tail at the table and began taking their order.
 
"He's never sent a helicopter out for me," Savannah argued, and then paused considering the statement. Had she just never noticed? She fought off a sigh of annoyance, glancing down at her french fries as realization washed over his mother. “Yeah…” There it was with being called the Mayor's kid again. She watched as Nathan followed his mother into the kitchen before glancing at the two under covers who were intently staring at the kitchen door. No, they were not there for her. Not this time, anyway. She took a bite from her burger and pulled her cell phone from her back pocket. A handful of text messages from her mother and only one missed call. She didn’t bother to open them, but pulled down the navigation bar to confirm she had her location turned off.

As she was pushing the cracked phone back into her pocket, a sharp crack came from the kitchen followed by heated voices. Then Nathan appeared again and sat back down next to her. She watched the muscles in his jaw work from tension and she saw the red outline of a handprint across his cheek. The redhead briefly hesitated before reaching up and touching his face, brushing her thumb over the marking. He wasn’t going to bruise, not like she did after Bradley laid his hand on her. She didn’t dare ask what it was about, not at the moment. She could guess part of the reason, seeing as she prompted his mother to pull him into the kitchen.

Kelly walked back out of the kitchen moments later, avoiding the two at the counter and going straight to that occupied corner booth. Savannah watched them before giving Gears a mischievous grin. “How about we get rid of the tail?”
 
Gears grinned and leaned in saying, "I think that is a fine idea..." He reached into his wallet and pulled out a $100 and set it on the table. He then looked to his mom saying, "I am paying for these and theirs too."

A minute later, they were heading out of the cafe and walked over to the bike. He glanced up and saw his two tails trying to get out of the bench, but to his pleasure, his own mother stood in their way trying to take their order. He smiled, fired up the ride, then turned it to the SUV a moment. He pulled his bowie knife out from his sheath on his side and stabbed the right rear and right front tire. They both popped loudly. He heard Sav gasp and laugh before clamping onto his waist as they barreled away from the diner.

He rode for nearly another hour just driving about, looking at the sights, feeling her clamped onto him. His thoughts tended to fall back to what his mother had told him. Sav was NOT dangerous at all, but was it true about who she is associated with? He turned his ride onto a little dirt road which a sign that read, 'Florence National Park'. It was a pathetic kind of place, more like a few park benches and picnic tables with a few trails through the desert. There was one thing about it though that he liked about the place. He turned his bike onto one of the trails and putted it at low speed on the trail which gradually moved upward. He finally reached the end of the path and parked the bike. It was VERY isolated.

He said, "Come here. I got something to show you. A little hidden gem in the desert." HE set his helmet down and helped her off the bike as well and took her hand. He walked past the end of the trail and then onto a small desert lake surrounded by trees and grass. Their own personal oasis...

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She followed closely behind and took a quick look back and smirked as his mother kept the two officers in their booth. Savannah gave a small wave and mouthed a 'thank you' before quickly pulling her helmet back over her head and climbing on the bike behind Nathan. A squeal of laughter escaped her as he popped the two tires, and she hugged her arms tightly around his waist as he pulled out onto the road. Those two would be stuck for quite a while now.

They rode in silence for about an hour, well as quiet as the bike would allow. She watched as the cacti fly by them, and could swear at one point she saw a hawk flying off with a rattle snake. He turned the bike down the road to the national park, one she'd been to before. This was where they were going to hide out? But then he started up a trail, the engine growling in the lower gear as they went up and up before parking at the very end.

"Come here. I got something to show you. A little hidden gem in the desert." Hanging her helmet with his, she gladly took his hand with a smile. His palms and fingers felt rough against hers, signs from years of working with them he assumed.

Savannah gasped as the lake came into view. "Wow," she breathed, taking it all in. The water lapped lazily at the edges, a clear blue green allowing them to see clear to the bottom. Cliffs ran along the opposite side, easily reaching heights of a hundred or more feet. Some edges were lower and close enough that someone thrill seeking would probably jump from into the deep waters below. "I had no idea this was here!" She looked around some more, seeing no signs of trash or other visitors for that matter. It seemed most people had no idea it was there.

She looked up at him, a playful smile curling the corners of her mouth. "Let me guess, you want to go for a swim just so you can get me out my clothes?" she asked, taking her hand from his and pulling her arms out of the jacket she wore.
 
"Swim? Nah. I can't swim." Gears said a little nervously. It was a fib though just to see what she would do. He said, "I just like the place. They saw that if you swim to the middle, then dive down to the very bottom, the waters would rejuvenate you... make you younger or some shit... like the Fountain of Youth."

He looked out and saw a fish break the surface a moment before diving back into the depths. He then said, "Here, check this out..."

He guided her to a very particular tree on the Northern side of the lake. As they got closer, it could be seen the trunk of the tree was covered in dozens of initials. There were two sets of initials at a time and in some cases surrounded by a heart or arrows or something. He said, "This is Lover's tree. Another legend where if your initials and that of the one you love are carved into this tree, it's for life. Look... " He pointed to a pair of initials, GC/KR. He said, "Gregory Carson/Kelly Richmond. My parents initials. And here..." He pointed to SC/TC and said, "Scott Carson and Terry Clark. My grandparents..."

It was then he realized how this may look. It was his first 'date' with her and he took her somewhere involving love and forever. How lame could one man get....
 
He didn't know how to swim? "Oh," she replied, sympathy more than disappointment in her voice. Savannah hooked her jacket over her arm, making a mental note that maybe down the road, depending on where all this led, she could convince him to let her teach him. She swam competitively in high school and taught lessons every summer at the rec center from the start of high school through the end of college.

They walked a short distance till coming up to a large, old tree. Initials were carved all around it, some fresher than others. She ran her fingers along some of the carvings as he explained its namesake, Lover's Tree. She stopped at the ones he pointed out. She stared at them, a small realization that his father was not at the small diner. It was a man named Vic back in the kitchen, not Gregory. Where was he? Did his mother remarry? Savannah considered asking but pushed it in the back of her mind. That was a question for another time.

"Well, I'm sure one day you'll be able to carve something here too," she said carefully, touching the empty space below his parents and grandparents initials. She looked briefly at him, unable to fight the slight inkling of hope deep down. "I guess you better choose carefully, though, if it's for life," she added jokingly. She still wasn't sure what this was between them. He very well may have saved her life the day before but were still practically strangers. Yet, here she was, having allowed him to drive her probably a good hundred miles out of town, now up at a secluded lake. And she felt nothing but safe with him.
 
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He turned and looked at her and then smirked saying, "Yeah.... for life." He walked to the edge of the water and sat down on a rather large stone outcropping. He said, "Come join me."

Waiting for her to take a seat, he reached under the cropping and pulled out 6 or 7 very flat circular stones about 3 inches wide and a half inch thick. He set a few in her hand and then took one to his own, positioned it just so, and chunked it hard into the water parallel to the surface. The stone hit the water, then skipped about 6 feet, the hit and skipped... it hit and skipped no less than 14 times before the water finally consumed it leaving a little ripple with each skip.

He said, "I know this is kind of weird and all, bringing you up here to this remote location. Takes a lot of guts for you to accept this. I appreciate it you know." His eyes shifted as she skipped her own stone on the water and smirked saying, "Here..." He turned to face her very close, though his attention was on her hand and positioned the stone just right saying, "Now when you fling it just let your thumb loose and let the stone spin right off your hand. Try again."

He smiled as she did and got much better results saying, "nice one. Here are a few more." He handed her a couple more stones before he said, "Watch this..." He had a particularly thin wide stone in his hand, 4 inches wide and about a quarter inch thin. He said, "This should make it." He reached back and spun it as hard as he could and they watched as it skipped again and again, before dropping below the water about 6 foot from the other side. He growled, "I nearly made it."

Nathan looked back at her and saw her staring curiously at him and said, "What?"
 
Sav tossed her jacket to the side and took a seat next to him, before he dropped several flat stones in her hand. With a hard flick of the wrist, he sent one of his own sailing nearly parallel over the water. She watched as it skipped endlessly, causing ripples to distort the otherwise glass-like lake. "I know this is kind of weird and all, bringing you up here to this remote location. Takes a lot of guts for you to accept this. I appreciate it you know."

With her left hand she tossed one of her rocks out to the water. It skipped maybe 4 times before dropping under the surface. He grabbed her hand and worked her fingers around the next stone she held. She tried again after his coaching, and this stone went about twice the distance. He chucked another one, fairly larger than the other rocks they were using, with significant force. It fell under water before hitting the other side of the lake.

Savannah looked at him then. She noted the light peppering of gray and white hair starting to grow in at his temples and through the scruff along his jaw. Soft creases in the skin around his eyes and mouth were forming from smiles and laughter over the years. The way his brows knit together in frustration over the rock not making the full distance across the lake. His eyes were a rich chocolate brown, with small flecks of gold around the pupils, and the slightest hint of green in the rings around the outsides. Lips that she was finding herself wanting to feel against her own.

"What?"

She blinked at Nathan, realizing she had been staring and he'd caught her. "Nothing..." Her cheeks flushed and she averted her eyes, looking down at the stones she still held in her right hand. Except for when their paths first crossed, she hadn't felt nervous around him until now. But it was different, not out of fear of him. More how her heart was fluttering in her chest with how close he was.

The redhead threw another one of the flat stones out, and it skipped a good ten times before disappearing. She went to skip another one, but felt his eyes on her. She looked back up at him, a sheepish smile playing at her lips. "Now you're staring."
 
"Well, with a woman like you, it's hard not too..." He said calmly and collected.

He stood up calmly giving her a small grin, then peeled off his cut, then his white T-shirt. He had a massive tat of the club emblem on his back, the phoenix on his left shoulder down to his wrist, and a naked woman on her knees, wrists crossed in front of her, head down, wearing a collar and an ankle collar on her left ankle. In addition, he bore a number of knife cuts and wounds both old and recent as well as a couple of wounds that look suspiciously like bullet wounds from a few years back.

As she studied him, he peeled off his jeans and boots and sock... leaving himself in just his boxer briefs. A few other tattoos and scars riddled his legs. There was no doubt this man had seen a LOT of action in his short life. He chuckled as she looked away and then said, "I was kidding about the not being able to swim part. With that, he stepped back about 10 feet and made a running dive into the water, submerging for about 20 feet out. He turned and said, "Care to join me?"
 
She watched as he stood and began peeling off layers of clothes. Her eyes trailed over the various tattoos and scars. She was about to ask if there was any significance to any of the tattoos beyond the large one that covered his back, but then he started removing his boots, socks, and jeans. All that was left was his underwear. She turned away, her face going hot. He ran past her, after admitting he was joking about not knowing how to swim, and dove into the lake.

A grin grew across Savannah’s face and she worked to unzip and remove her boots and socks. Standing, she pulled the green tshirt she wore over her head and then shimmied her way out of her jeans, revealing several tattoos of her own. Her left arm was nearly a 3/4 sleeve of various flowers, with dragonflies, butterflies, and a hummingbird mingled within. Her right thigh from hip to knee had a mermaid surrounded by jellyfish, seashells, and several starfish. Dropping her clothes in a pile with her jacket, she was left in a navy blue bra that was a mixture of satin-like fabric and mesh covered in a lace pattern, the garment molding perfectly to the large swells of her breasts. Her underwear was black, the backside being a cheekier style and accentuating the curve of her ass.

She took a running start as he did and launched herself into a dive out from the rock. The water was refreshingly cool when she dove in, and she surfaced a good five feet from him. She wiped at several strands of hair that stuck to her face, having worked their way free from the braid she had tied earlier in the day. "Good to know I don't need to teach you how to swim." Giggles bubbled out of her as she treaded closer to Gears. "Shit," she squealed, swearing she felt something glide past her foot, before laughing more. "I forgot there were fish in here."
 
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Gears only chuckled as he said, "And snakes, and gar, and a few other things most likely." He was smiling when she spun in the water to see him. He swam a bit towards her and caught her arm as she treaded gently and pulled her to him, chest to chest. He said, "You know, if snakes and gar scare you, I will keep you safe. Everything in this lake, except you, is afraid of me."

Her breasts pressed into his chest so deliciously as he wrapped his arms around her torso. He said, "Can I keep you?" Sure it was an old Casper the Ghost quote that had been stuck in his head for like 20 years, but it was the first thing that came out of his stinking pie hole... He leaned in, pulling her into a kiss, letting his tongue invade into her mouth as a hand slides up and cups her head in it, while the other keeps around the small of her spine!

She tasted like strawberries and cream to him. Her body moved so fluidly with his as they treaded together in the lake! Despite the coolness of the water on their skin, he felt like he was fire holding her. The best part of his all, was she didn't push him away, knee him in the groin, or something other subtle way to hurt him. They just floated, locked in a kiss, in each other's arms, in the middle of a magic lake...
 
Her heart skipped as he hauled her against his body, her free hand instinctively going to brace against his chest. He was right, there were many things in that water that would probably scare her, but he was not one of those. Savannah caught the Casper quote, and it didn't escape her they were slowly spinning in the water just as Casper and Kat did in that scene.

He left no time for her to even respond, dipping his lips to hers, crushing their mouths together. Savannah lost herself in the stroke of his tongue against hers, their bodies seeming to fit and move so perfectly together. Her skin tingled at his touch at the small of her back and nape of her neck. Her hands slid up over his shoulders to around his neck, trying to pull herself closer.
 
Nathan lost track of time for a spell, just enjoying the moment which was so fucking rare in his life. When their lips pulled apart, their eyes locked and he gave her a smirk saying, "Well, I didn't expect... that." He wasn't sure what that meant? Yes, he brought her out here to get her alone. Yes, he wanted to get her out of her panties. Yes, he wanted to make her scream in orgasmic need so that from that moment forward all future boyfriends would have to meet the standard he set for her. So what was it he hadn't expected?

He felt something swim around his own leg and it caused him to jerk back instead growling, "SONUVA!!"

He sad her push back slightly and giggle. Okay, so he didn't like cold wet living things slithering around his body either. He growled, "So... think that is funny do you?" He splashed her water in her general direction which caused her to laugh and swim back a bit more. He immediately took chase as she turned to swim a little closer to shore! She only made it about 10 feet though as he grabbed her ankle and yanked her back to him!

He spun her to face him and kissed her once again! He realized in that moment... in that instant the second kiss happened, that he didn't want to make her a notch on the bedpost. There was something there, something real. Something... unexpected...
 
She couldn't contain her laughter at his suddenly being startled and flustered by something under the water. He released her and she dove just under the surface of the water as he splashed her, making a turn to swim back towards shore. But it was only a few seconds before fingers wrapped around her ankle and pulled her back.

Their bodies pressed together again, her mouth yielded to his. She fought to not wrap her legs around his waist as her hands snaked their way over his shoulders once more, fingers curling into the chocolate hair at the back of his head. Sav guided them towards the shore, wanting to get away from anymore fish intent on interrupting them. Once they reached the sandy shore, she moved to straddle him, knees on either side of Nathan's hip, pressing her chest to his.
 
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Gears allowed himself to be guided back to the edge of the water and laid on his back. As she straddled him, he smiled up at her and put his hands along her hips. Her body was incredible there was no doubt to him but those eyes, he could stare into those eyes for ever. She leaned down on him, her ass up and it would have been impossible for her NOT to feel his erection pressing hard through his boxer briefs.

He barely even was aware of his own fingers reaching around her chest and flicking the clasps off her bra or the tugging she had on the bra sliding it away and off to the pile of clothes as her naked breasts pressed into his chest! He looked up at her and in between hard slow deep kisses breathily said, "Are you sure?" What the fuck was WRONG with him?!?! He never would ask a question like that before? She was just another notch... right? His mind already knew the answer though.

As she nodded, He reached over, and grabbed his cut and laid it on the dirt next to them, and then he rolled her back onto the cut with him on top of her! He raised his own torso up getting his first view of her breasts and they were magnificent mounds! He let his mouth move down her jawline and along her neck, breathing her in as she wiggled and squirmed under his commanding touch... His lips moved down over the right aerola, then the left, gently circling each nipple with his tongue and suckling the nipple between his teeth... His eyes remained locked on her the entire time.
 
Gear’s fingers burned lines up her back as he moved his hands from her hips to her back, where he worked her bra free and tossed it with the rest of their clothing.

He rolled her to her back once his leather vest was laid out. If only he could see the way he kept looking at her… The way he drank her in as she laid before him, she wasn’t sure she could ever get used to it. His brown eyes had gone dark with lust, desire, need. Whatever boundaries or lines she had tried drawing for herself were gone, completely erased. His mouth scorched her skin as he trailed down her jaw and her neck and over her collarbone. Savannah squirmed, giggled, and gasped as he impossibly seemed to find every sensitive spot; some ticklish, and some sent electric bolts straight to her core.

Her back arched and head lolled back as he pulled one nipple into his mouth, then the other. Her fingers carded through his hair, and hips rolled up against his. She gasped his name, “Nathan…” She liked the way his name tasted at the tip of her tongue.
 
Nathan quietly glanced up at Sav as she whispered his name and he only smirked to himself. Yes, he was getting inside her in more than one way this day... but, then again, so was she getting into him. He moved his lips past her breasts, alongside her sides, taking his time to look at and explore her every curve. He thought he could spend a LOT of time memorizing this body.

He found his mouth along her hip lines, along her pelvis, his eyes locked on her mermaid and his fingers gently traced her face and the covers of the mermaid's body as well. His lips kissed the forehead of that mermaid and he whispered, "This is going to be one of my favorite spots on your body..." He glanced up and saw goosebumps race up her skin. Her fingers still curled into his hair...

Gears had this urge... it was growing incredibly overpowering! He needed to fuck her. He wanted it so badly! However, there was that unexpected that happened to him which caused him to stay his hand a moment. He gently guided her legs apart and let his lips trace along her panties from the right hip to the pelvis, her scent hot and moist! He glanced up at her and said, "If you don't want this... say it now..." He blinked at those words coming out of his mouth. She was just another pussy right? You can fuck any pussy you want?! You didn't give pussy a chance to opt out... So why did those words come from his mouth? Further, why was it he would honor her wish should she say no? What was wrong with him?

He let his tongue trace down along the panties between her thighs to a nice wet spot and got a brief taste of her as his fingers slipped under the pantie straps on her hips, his eyes locked intensely on her. Desperate for a nod to keep going... hoping she knows that he has NEVER yielded to pussy before in his life?!?
 
Her stomach flexed as his mouth sent tingles and shivers through her, working his way from her breasts down her stomach, over her sides, to her hips. Goosebumps raced across her skin as he traced over the mermaid tattoo. Sav let her legs fall open at just his slightest urging. Her body was humming, practically on the verge of shaking.

She stared down at him through her lashes, eyes gone dark with lust and need. She’d never been affected by someone like this, and she wasn’t sure if it was the chances of being caught heightening her desire or the simple fact that Gears was a man she shouldn’t want. She nodded. “Yes,” she breathed. “I want to, I want you.”

Savannah released his hair and lifted her hips to help him pull the thin fabric down her legs, which was discarded to the clothing pile. Now she lay completely stripped before him, and she chewed her bottom lip in anxious anticipation. She jumped as he moved his lips over her pelvis, hip bones, inner thighs, nipping lightly as spots that proved to be more sensitive.
 
For a few moments in time, things seem to freeze for Gears. Sure, he had been with plenty of women. But something was different here... something was unique. He remained on his knees a few moments looking down at Sav completely nude on the ground on his cut looking up at him, offering herself to him. Offering all of her body to him! He heard her permission, he got her okay. As soon as his breath caught back up, he lowered down once more, his face moving down between her legs.

He coiled his thick tattooed arms around each of her thighs, his hands spreading her labia for his review. His mouth cupped her and the tongue slid around her clit avoiding the tip and the most sensitive nub. Two fingers slid inside of her to the thick gold rings he sported on his first and middle finger. He smiled when she squeaked on him as he graced that inner tunnel. He wrapped his lips around her clit gently as her fingers dug into his hair once more and sucked that nub into his teeth gently while his tongue circled and flicked it!

It didn't take too long for him to find that sweet spot inside Sav that made her hips thrust into the air, her legs start trembling, and her fingers clench tight on his head! He looked his eyes on her and smiled as he tormented that delicious clit till that first orgasm which was soon to come he hoped!
 
He held her open to him, to no doubt to feast on her judging by the hungry look in his eyes. She hummed approval at the first slow swirl of his tongue as her head dropped back. Gears shifted and pressed his fingers into her, the penetration bringing a high-pitched gasp from her. Her fingers found purchase in his hair once more as he finally gave her clit more direct attention.

Savannah's legs fought against the hold he had on them, trying to clamp closed as her hips pushed upwards towards his mouth. Savannah's body flushed hot as she throttled towards orgasm. He continued working her pussy, stroking his fingers where she needed it most, in combination with his mouth and tongue over her clit. She didn't last another thirty seconds before waves of pleasure crashed over her.

Sav let herself go with a cry, her hands spasming in his hair, heels digging into his sides. But the pleasure didn't stop. It kept going, his mouth and fingers building up another wave before the first dissipated. Stars burst before her vision and she fought to breath. She tugged at his hair, but may as well be trying to pull the moon from the sky.

"Nathan, wait," Savannah begged, panting. His fingers slowed but he didn't remove them as he looked up at her, the entire bottom half of his face wet from her desire. Her eyes darted to his mouth as he licked his lips.
 
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