“I’m not good at that,” she confesses softly.
“Who said?”
“My ex.”
“He’s an idiot. Climb up, Train Wreck. You’re gonna scream for me.” She smirks at her new nickname before straddling my lap. With her feet planted on either side of me, she grabs my cock and slowly lowers herself down my length. I groan at the feeling of her. She’s so fucking tight.
When she’s fully seated on me, I raise my hips a little to give her a good feel. She moans, her eyes rolling back, before I slap her ass hard.
“Ride me,” I demand. She starts slow, moving her hips as if she doesn’t think she can do it. That’s when I slap her ass once more. She picks up her pace, and before I know it, she’s riding me like a goddamn professional bullrider at a rodeo.
She rolls her hips, taking me deep inside her as I groan. My hand slips up her body until it is wrapped around her throat. Her eyes widen, but I lean down and suck her nipple into my mouth, biting down to get a reaction. And I get one too. Her pussy clenches around me, and I growl with pleasure. It’s been a long time since I’ve let a woman take charge, but I had a feeling she needed it this way.
Anika bounces on my cock before she stops and looks down at me.
“What’s your name?”
“They call me Patch.” She smiles and leans in, kissing me hard and roughly. I shove my tongue into her mouth and take her the way I’ve been thinking of all night. I raise my hips and move my hands to hers. I hold her tight, in a bruising manner, as I thrust up into her. Just when I think she’s on the edge of coming, I pull her off me and toss her onto the couch. She looks up at me with unsatisfied eyes as I stand and motion for her to move.
“Bend over the couch,” I tell her. She does as she’s told, her ass in the air for me. I run my hands over it, sliding a finger between her cheeks before finding her soaked pussy. Then I line up and slide back into it in one rough thrust. My name leaves her lips as I take her hard and fast.
“Patch! Fuck!”
“Yeah, baby. Make the neighbors jealous,” I tell her as I take her even harder. Her body bounces off me, and all I can think about is getting deeper. I want more. I need more. So I take it. I grip her hips harder, no doubt leaving my mark on her as I fuck her into the couch. Her screams get louder until I can’t take any more. Her pussy clenches and pulls until there’s nothing left for me to do but let go and release. And I do. I growl as I come inside her, her pussy milking me for all I have. She spasms and tugs, and I feel like I’m slowly losing my mind. I’ve never felt anything quite like this, and I don’t know that I want to let it go just yet.
When we’re both calming down and catching our breath, I pull out of her, and she falls to the couch. I sit down next to her and pull the condom off, setting it on her coffee table.
“Thank you,” she whispers.
“We ain’t done yet,” I tell her.
“What? You can go again after that?”
“Give me a few minutes, and yeah,” I admit. I’m not done with her yet. I have yet to taste her pussy on my tongue. I’ve yet to make her scream enough that the neighbors need a cigarette. Hell no, I’m not done.
Chapter 4
Anika
I woke up sore as fuck but in the best way possible. I showered, had breakfast, and waited for Ellie to show up.
I don’t regret my decision. I don’t regret it at all. I think it was a smart move. It was one step in the right direction.
“I looked into them. I don’t think they are ones to fuck with,” Ellie says as we sit at the kitchen table.
“What did you find out?”
“They’re a one percent club, which means they are on the outside of the law. They make their own rules,” she says, not sounding too happy about any of this.
“I’ve dealt with assholes like this before,” I remind her.
“Low-life dealers, Anika. You’ve dealt with asshole boyfriends who deal drugs. This is something bigger, something more,” she says. I nearly roll my eyes. It isn’t that much different. At least, I wouldn’t think it is.
“I don’t plan on fucking the entire club, Ellie. I just want information,” I remind her.
“And you think fucking one is enough? You think he’s just going to tell you what you want to know?”
“No. That’s why I need to get in his way again. I need to put myself in his path,” I tell her.
