Page 118 of Mia

“So fucking good.”

“What are you willing to do for this pussy?”

“Whatever the fuck you want… shit!”

She got on her toes and started bouncing on my shit, making her ass clap against my thighs.

“Anything?” she asked, leaning forward.

“Anything, mamas. Fuck, Mia.”

She moaned. “Mmmm… you know I love it when I make you my bitch. All that moaning and shit… you feel how wet my pussy is?”

She was gushing for me at this point.

“You did that,” she said. “You and this big, pretty muthafucka. Tell me this is my dick.”

“It’s yours,” I said, thrusting to meet her.

“Shit!” She tossed her head back and pinched her nipples as she rode me. “Oooo, baby, you’re so fucking deep. I love when you make me take it all.”

“And you take it so well. Look at you. Pussy just juicing up for me. Nipples rock hard. That clit throbbing, ain’t it?”

She moaned as she reached between us to stroke it while still pinching one nipple.

“Yes…”

“Yeah, baby. Keep playing with that shit. When you cum, I want that pussy to squirt for me.”

“Oooo, I feel it coming.”

She stroked her clit harder and rode me faster. The sounds of her wet ass pussy and bated breaths filled the room. The faster she rode me, the harder I thrusted my hips. The sight of those pretty ass titties bouncing had me in a trance.

“Oooo, fuck! Oooo shit!” She gasped as she began to buck against me. “I’m cumming… I’m… fuck!”

Her pussy gushed and my seeds shot off deep inside her.

“Fuck!” I gave a loud grunt as she collapsed on top of me, panting heavily.

For a while we laid there in silence. It wasn’t long before I heard her light snores, causing me to chuckle. I didn’t bother to move her. Instead, I closed my eyes and fell asleep in the place I loved to be the most… right inside her.

“Iknow you fucking lying!” Smoke said as we all sat around eating breakfast the next morning.

Somebody brought up hearing a car last night, and Titan confessed to what he did. When he revealed Quaid had been his right hand in the mini massacre, everybody was shocked.

Quaid frowned. “Why do you have to act like that? Y’all know I carry.”

Smoke chuckled. “Carry, yes. Actually busting that shit, come on now.”

“You want a demonstration, my nigga? You sound like you want to be a live target.”

“You gon’ shoot me, Spencer Reid?”

“I’ll shoot you right in your ass, Deeboo. You gotta be my biggest op, figuratively and literally. You don’t get tired of being a damn hater?”

“You just make it so easy.”

“You better leave my baby alone,” Mrs. DeLuca said. She cupped Quaid’s face and kissed his cheek. “I taught him everything I know about guns. Don’t play with him.”