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Bound to Him: Violent Spawn MC by Heather West (51)


                       

 

BRANDON

 

I held what was left of her panties in my hand. “We’ll buy you more,” I promised, and tucked the tattered material into my pocket. God she was fucking beautiful. Her full, heavy breasts rose and fell with anticipation, her nipples still wet from my tongue.

 

I shoved her thighs open, letting me get a better view. She leaned back a bit farther, planting her feet on the table and opening to me even more. Her pussy already glistened with desire. “Such a good girl for me today.” I grinned down at her.

 

She nodded and braced herself on her elbows so she could still see me when I moved lower. I spread her wet folds apart and gently teased her with my tongue. Her pussy was wet, dripping with her need for me. The scent of her arousal was nearly intoxicating, but still nothing compared to her taste. I could get lost in her forever.

 

I buried my tongue into her slit, savoring her moans as I pushed my tongue farther into her. My own body responded to her as easily as hers. I told her over and over that her body belonged to me, but the truth of it was she owned me just as much. “I could do this all day,” I murmured against her pussy, kissing her folds and licking her slit. I moved my tongue to flick at her clit, and she arched her back, shoving her pussy closer to my face. I didn’t want to tease her anymore. I wanted her to come, hard. I wanted her to lose control and scream out my name.

 

“Brandon,” she said, not yet loud enough. Her hands dove into my hair, and she nearly sat up when my tongue began to circle her clit with more force, and my fingers sank into her pussy. I licked faster, pumped my fingers faster. “Fuck.” She breathed faster. Her entire body tightened, she was so close.

 

I groaned, and buried myself farther into her pussy, pushing her over that edge I knew she wanted to go over. “Come for me, Hannah.” I looked up to see her mouth agape, her eyes wild. So close, so damn close. Taking her clit between my teeth, I stroked it fast with my tongue. It was just what she needed. Her hands gripped my hair. Her pussy clenched my fingers, spasming as her powerful orgasm burst through her.

 

Gentling my strokes, I let her lay back on the table. A few moments later, her breath finally slowed and I removed my fingers, giving her clit one last kiss before I stood up again. “I’m going to fuck you senseless now,” I promised her, unzipping my jeans and pulling out my cock. It was so hard, just touching it nearly did me in.

 

“Yes, Brandon.” She gave me a sultry smile and scooted farther down the table toward me. I nearly rolled my eyes with pleasure when she pulled her legs back for me, holding herself open for my cock.

 

I gripped her waist tightly, fighting the urge to sink into her hard and fast, just taking my fill of her.

 

“Don’t be gentle,” she said, giving me another of her seductive grins. She knew what I wanted, she knew I wanted to pound into her until my body exploded from it, and she wanted to take every bit of it.

 

Sliding my cock into her, I groaned at the wet heat that surrounded my cock. Her pussy gripped me, she felt so tight. I pulled her legs toward me, draping them over my shoulders, and gripped her waist again. “I’m not going to hold back, baby,” I warned her. Her only response was to lick her bottom lip and nod.

 

I plunged into her, not stopping until my balls bounced against her ass. She groaned right along with me, but not from discomfort. No, my girl didn’t want gentle; she wanted a claiming. And a claiming she got.

 

Her clit was more exposed this way, I could see it peeking it out at me, and I wouldn’t deny her another round. Using the pad of my thumb, I rubbed her clit, loving the way her eyes rolled and her chest heaved at my touch.

 

One hand flew up and grasped my arm as I felt her orgasm take hold. Her pussy contracted, and pulsated around my cock, her scream hung in the air of the kitchen. I couldn’t stop then if there was a gun to my head. My movements became more erratic, more intense.

 

I pulled her up, bending lower so I could kiss her. She still rode the last of her orgasm as mine took hold. “I’m not waiting anymore,” I growled, and captured her mouth in a deep kiss as my cock exploded inside her. I pushed her legs off my shoulders, pushing her back onto the table and kissing her again. “You’re killing me, Hannah,” I grumbled against her lips.

 

“You know we eat at that table.” Shark’s voice boomed from the doorway.