I continue to thrust in and out lightly as my balls keep releasing cum. Raegan is flat on her stomach twitching in the aftershocks of her orgasm, but I keep pumping slowly making sure to empty every drop in this woman, who has changed everything I know in my world. Once I feel like I can’t move any longer I pull my softening cock from paradise and fall onto the bed, careful not to land on her. Raegan’s eyes are closed and her breath is still slightly elevated. I reach for her and place her on my chest missing the connection we just had and I start to smooth out her hair. Both of our bodies are covered in sweat and I love the feeling of our mixed cum running down her and onto me.
“Babe,” I try to coo her back to consciousness.
“Hmmm,” her response has me chuckling. Never have I made a woman pass out before.
As time passes she lifts herself up on her elbows, resting them on my chest and gives me a lazily smile. I swear my heart almost skips a beat looking at her as she blushes.
“You doin’ okay, babe?” I still haven’t taken my hands away from her hair.
“Your club sure knows how to throw a party,” she smiles brightly, and I laugh at her witty comment.
“You think so, huh?”
“Well, all I can say is that if this is how it turns out every time you guys throw a party, then you can count on me to be at every one of them.”
We both let out a laugh and I swat her bare ass as she kisses the center of my chest.
“Let’s have a shower then head back to join the party,” I suggest even though I’d love the thought of having her covered in my cum and marked as mine.
The shower was not a good idea if we were hoping to be quick. Now that we don’t have the worries of a condom, it makes it easy to slip in and out of her at any time without having to constantly leaving to grab for it.
“Umm, Kane, you ripped my dress,” she says standing in front of my bed in only a towel and wet hair. Damn, I could take her again.
She snaps her finger in front of my face.
“You can have something of mine,” I respond huskily.
My feet force me over to the dresser, and I pull out a black hoodie that has the MC logo on it, and a pair of black sweat pants along with a pair of my boxer briefs. After finding a new set of clothes for myself, I sit on the bed and tie my boots up when a pair of black heels come into view and start tapping beside my hands. Ever so slowly I move my eyes up the length of the beauty standing in front of me. She has the ends of the pants rolled up just passed her ankles, the waist is rolled several times hanging low on her tiny hips showing off the band of my underwear. The hoodie is tied into a ball on the side and there is a hint of her skin showing right above the underwear band. She has her hair up in a bun on the top of her head, and I don’t think my clothes have ever looked so good.
Maybe we should just stay in the room, then no one will see how fucking edible she looks.
“Ready?”
I groan at her eagerness.
“Do you have to look so fuckable in everything?” I mumble as we exit the room, and I watch her hips sway as she walks.
Two hours later and I’ve had enough sharing her with my brothers. There are about eight of us sitting around a table with her in my lap and my hands possessively on her. Everyone has had more than enough to drink. I find it interesting that Havoc is sitting across from Sutton, who is sandwiched between Ivy and me, looking at her longingly. What is going on here? Why is he watching her like a hawk, but she’s looking everywhere but at him? Did something happen while Raegan and I were in my room?
Everyone seems to like Raegan. Ivy and Sutton are warming up to the brothers as well. We are all sharing in stories as the drinks keep flowing from the prospects. We haven’t seen Blaze or Allison in a while. I imagine that we won’t for at least a week.
The group is laughing over the music selection, and I see an amusing expression Ivy gives Raegan and I know something is about to happen.
“Raegan, you should show everyone your mad rapping skills,” Ivy says with a giggle getting everyone’s attention.
“Shit, I forgot you could rap!” Riot laughs as he shoots back his drink then places an arm around Ivy’s shoulders. “Come on, RaeRae, let everyone hear how good you are.”
Now my semi drunk ass is really intrigued.
“Okay, okay, let me think of a good one,” Raegan chuckles with a slight slur and sits back against me with her head under my chin. She has her finger tapping on her lips like she is trying to concentrate hard. I love what a few drinks do to her, her playfulness really shines through. “Oh, oh I got it!” She goes to stand up and I have to help steady her so she doesn’t fall forward. She grabs Ivy’s phone and scrolls down the screen until she finds what she’s searching for.
Music starts to blare through the phone and then Raegan starts to speak.
“…His palms are sweaty, knees weak…”
Holy shit! Why am I surprised that she can also rap like Eminem to the song Lose Yourself? Hell, she is a closet street racer and all around badass, so this shouldn’t shock me at all, but damn if it doesn’t make me hard seeing her like this. I glance around the table and see everyone bobbing their heads and watching her in awe. Okay, time to wrap up this party for me and her, I’ve had enough of sharing her. Before the next verse starts, I sweep down with my shoulder, tossing her up over it. Everyone is cheering egging her on to keep going and booing for me to let her finish, but we’re done.
“Alright, 8 Mile, let’s get you to bed,” I say. I turn towards Ivy and Sutton to make sure they’re good. “You guys need a ride back home or do y’all want to stay here tonight?” I ask.
