She moaned as she opened her mouth to let me in. Our tongues moved slowly against each other. My free hand rubbed her thigh, then I moved it in between her legs. I felt the heat coming from her pussy, and I needed it. I needed her like I needed my next damn meal.
My dick felt like it could punch a hole through the bar because of how hard I was.
Munch’s arms were around my neck as we continued to kiss.
“I need you, Munch. I need to feel you. Can I do that?”
“Yes.” She moaned when two of my fingers grazed over her pussy.
“Lift up.”
When she lifted, I pulled her leggings and her panties down and tossed them on the barstool next to me.
“Lean back a little.” I grabbed another stool and sat down.
Her pussy glistened when I looked down at it. She had a little hair down there, and I was pleased with the way it looked. I ran my hand down her slit, and she jumped a little. I used two fingers to open her up and rubbed her clit with my thumb, causing her to get wetter.
She looked at me as she leaned on her elbows. I should have at least taken her to my office, but I dreamed about fucking her on the bar, so that was what I planned to do.
I leaned forward and licked her pussy.
“Kane.” She whimpered.
Her hand was on my head as my tongue swirled around her clit, before I sucked into my mouth. I fucked her with my tongue until she cried out my name as she came. I didn’t stop, though. I licked from her clit to her ass. If I had more space, I would have licked her entire ass.
Precum leaked from my dick, and I had to squeeze it to relieve the pressure. I didn’t detach my mouth from Munch’s pussy until she came again.
When she did, I pushed my pants down and picked her up. I held her up as I slid inside of her.
“Fuck.” A guttural groan came from the back of my throat. She was too wet and too tight. “Ain’t no fucking way I’m coming up off you. You hear me, Munch? They gonna have to pry my cold, dead fingers off you before I let go.”
I wasn’t sure of what the hell I was saying to her, but I meant that shit. I already liked her a lot, but her pussy sealed the fucking deal.
She held onto me as I moved her up and down my dick. I had her ass in the air so she couldn’t move that much, causing me to do all the work, but I didn’t care.
“Kane. Oh my . . .” Her words trailed off as she coated my dick in her sweet nectar.
Yeah, there was no turning back after this. I would burn this whole damn town to the ground if someone tried to take her from me.
I carried her to one of the tables and tried to put her through that bitch.
“Fuck, Munch.” All the blood in my body rushed to my dick, and seconds later, I was spraying her walls with my seeds.
Consequences be damned. Munch was the only woman who could say I fucked her raw and nutted in her.
She was mine now.
I royally fucked up, and I wasn’t mad about it. Liking Kane wasn’t a part of the plan. Having sex with Kane multiple times wasn’t a part of the plan either, but we did, and I liked it.
After he fucked me in the clubhouse like the rent was due, he took me upstairs to his room and did it again and again. I didn’t have the strength to drive home, so I texted my parents to tell them I wasn’t coming so they wouldn’t worry. I was sure my momma had questions, but I wasn’t sure if I was ready to answer them. I didn’t even have the answers myself.
Things seriously shifted between Kane and me. He claimed me, and I didn’t protest it. We didn’t put a label on it, but he made it clear that I couldn’t smile in another nigga’s face, and I made sure he understood he couldn’t either.
“I can’t believe you got me in the ho room,” I said to Kane as I lay on his chest.
We’d fallen asleep after we had sex for the third time. When we woke up, neither of us seemed eager to leave, so we chilled.
“Not the ho room.” He chuckled. “You don’t have to worry about me bringing anyone else up here. I would have taken you to my house, but I didn’t feel like driving. If it makes you uncomfortable to be in here, we can make this the last time.” He trailed my spine with his finger.
