Fatal pounds my pussy harder, deeper, faster.Once, twice, a final time until he buries himself deep and I can feel his cock thicken and pulse inside me.
“Fuuuuu...yeahhh...mmhhhnnn...”His breath fans over my neck, making me shiver.
We’re both fully dressed and yet, still intimately connected.
“Next time we won’t be waiting days between fucking.Damn, my balls were hurting from not coming inside you.Also, no more condoms.Since it’s just us with you as my old lady, we’re fucking bare.I’ve seen your birth control pills and your punctuality in taking them.”
“Okay, but isn’t this going to be messy?Like unplugging the drain once you pull your cock out?”
His chuckle is husky right beside my ear.“Good thing I didn’t rip your panties.You can soak it up or stain the leather of my bike.It’ll remind me of your sweet pussy taking my cock every time I see it.”
I groan when he pulls out and slides my panties back in place.
He smacks my ass.“Go sit on the back of my bike, sweet thing.We’re going for another ride.”
Somehow, I’d rather have another ride on his cock instead of riding on the back of his bike to the clubhouse.Yet, my body’s switch has been flipped.Rapture off, life on.And life at times sucks ass.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
–FATAL –
Calling her sweet thing rolled off my tongue naturally.I’ve never given a woman another name than babe if I didn’t know or forgot her name.Norie is different in every damn way.She’s mine now.Why put things off till tomorrow when time will catch up at rapid speed anyway?The amount of stress drained from my body when she accepted my claim feels good.
I could have claimed her without her consent, but it’s a headache to deal with to keep an eye on her at all times.Besides, her agreement means her smart mouth and brain will put anyone in place who might question her being my old lady.
“You two ready to ride?”Heart asks as he loudly lets the door fall shut behind him.
Norie presses her tits against my back and curls her legs and arms around me.
I like the way she twines her lush body around me, and I thoroughly enjoy her sharp tongue when she says, “Don’t pretend you just walked out the door.You were watching the whole time, at least have the balls to admit it, pervy.”
Turning to my VP, I narrow my eyes.Sharing stray pussy, baring their tits, fucking them in the middle of the clubhouse, all normal shit we’ve seen and done.Though, Norie is mine.Her pussy, tits, every damn inch of her body is mine, and mine alone.
“I have the balls, Norie.It’s why I kept my damn mouth shut, and you should have too.’Cause my prez is eying me like he wants to cut off said balls or poke my eyes out for that matter.”
He’s not kidding.I am thinking about punching the fucker in the crotch and grabbing my knife to make sure he won’t be able to empty his balls ever again.Fuck.This kind of possessiveness is a foreign feeling and I’m pretty sure claiming an old lady is the reason my damn balls are in a twist.
