“Outlaw,” she greeted, sashaying to him and dropping to her knees.
He didn’t ask fucking questions. Instead, he helped her to free his suddenly hard cock, then pushed into her sweet mouth. She sucked him down her throat, pulled back, and licked his aching head, tonguing the slit. Slurping him back in and fondling his nuts, she gagged. Saliva filled her recesses, wetting his dick and balls, almost buckling his fucking knees.
Burying his fingers in her hair, he fucked her mouth, slamming down her throat, pulling back, and surging into her again, expelling the last of his adrenaline that a night on the prowl for stupid motherfuckers always stirred in him. The disappointment of failure or the victory of capture and death left him in need of an outlet. It had always been that way for him.
Once, he would’ve rushed home immediately to fuck Megan or have her suck his dick, but he realized he’d gone to the club first because he hadn’t known what to do.
Breathing heavily, he yanked his cock out of her mouth and dragged her to her feet, lifting her into his arms and kissing her deeply. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he buried his cock inside her hot pussy. He held her tight against him, bottoming out, stretching her cunt, slamming into her.
“Fuck, baby,” he grunted, his pace relentless. “Fuck, Megan.” He couldn’t fucking think beyond how much he loved fucking her. “Goddamn, your pussy’s so fuckin’ good.”
She nodded, bouncing on his cock, trusting that he’d not let her fall.
For some fucking reason, Easton and Johnnie rose in his head. Just because Christopher was a jealous fuckhead and just the fuckingideathat Megan had thought about going on a date with DeLuca enraged him. And Johnnie? No fucking explanation was needed.
“Your pussy belong tome, Megan,” he growled, ramming his cock into her.Glaringat her. “You fuckin’ hear me? Your pussy mine and I’ll kill any motherfucker who even fuckin’ think about takin’ you from me. Your pussymine.Youmine.”
Instead of annoying her, she smiled and kissed him, showing him without words that she agreed.
“Come all over my big cock,” he ordered.
She throbbed around him and he eased his strokes. Keeping her in a one arm hold, he slid his hand between them and found her swollen clit, then pulled back and fucked his cum into her, growling as he exploded. Still encased inside her, he carried her to the bed and laid her on the edge, then pulled out of her.
“Open your legs,” he ordered harshly, enthralled by her beautiful fucking skin, flushed and damp. Her swollen lips and darkened eyes.
She parted her thighs and the sight of his cum leaking out of her pleased him. Kneeling before the altar of Megan, he nosed her slit, loving her scent, smellinghim. Still so fucking insane with jealousy, he sniffed her again, imagining Easton’s cologne on her,Johnnie’s. Imagining her reeking with the scent of their cum.
She tilted her hips and groaned. Christopher smelled her again, high off the aroma of her just-fucked pussy, filled with him.
Parting her delicate lips, he tongued her clit, tasting her sweetness, hearing her moans, sucking her hole, until she came. Until she fucking begged him to stop. To let her catch her breath. Until her legs quivered and her body trembled and she was hoarse from screaming.
He couldn’t get enough of her. The moment he stood, he bent enough so he could bury himself inside her again and fuck her until she came again and he filled her with more cum. Only then did he feel slightly sated.
Pulling out of her, he undressed, realizing at some point he’d slid his jeans down to his knees. She waited until he was naked before she crawled to her side of the bed and slid under the covers. He got in beside her and took her into his arms.
For a moment, they basked in each other and his eyes drooped closed, his exhaustion returning. The contented kind where everything behind these doors were good and right and safe.
“Why didn’t you tell me about Ember LeBan and CJ?”
His eyes flew open and he tensed, suddenly wide the fuck awake. A number of responses filled his head but he chose the safest option.
“I ain’t wanted to embarrass you and CJ,” he said carefully.
She nodded. “I understand.”
Maybe he needed to leave well enough alone, but if he’d had a fucking clue CJ would open his fucking mouth to his ma about having hisdick sucked, Christopher would’ve asked him if he’d lost his fucking mind. Suddenly, he wanted to help Axel with whatever the fuck he planned with that fucking baby oil.
“You have to talk to CJ, Christopher.”
“I did, baby,” he told her. “She a grown bitch and his teacher and, uh, it wasn’t right.”
She lifted her head. All the better to silently call him a fucking liar.
“A white lie supposed to diffuse shit, Megan,” he told her.
“I already know you probably congratulated him.”
He winced.
