My MC was in shambles and all I could think about was plunging my cock deep into Claire. The adrenaline from the fight with Coal and the shootout was still coursing through my veins. Her blue eyes bored into me with an innocence that I had lost years ago. Claire had seen so much death since being with me. Her steeled expression showed how strong she was.
I couldn't help myself. I kissed her hard on the lips. The intense pleasure washing over us like a tidal wave. Claire breathed in sharply as my tongue entered her mouth, lightly playing with hers. I craned her head to the side and trailed kisses down her neck. I stretched her shirt until her bare shoulder was exposed. I set my teeth on her, gnawing on the bone. Claire shivered, her hands feeling up my chest.
“Why does your skin taste so good?” I asked, my tongue running across her collarbone.
“Don't stop,” Claire commanded. I lifted her shirt over her head and drooled over her great big tits. Claire's black bra was just a little too small for her which made her melons burst out of the cups. Claire ran her fingertips along her peaks. She took my head and slammed me against her chest, burying my face in her breasts.
My hands moved around her back and deftly unhooked her bra. I wrapped my lips around her nipple until it became hard and long in my mouth. I flicked her pencil erasers with my tongue and Claire cried out. Her pillows were so soft as I squeezed them.
Claire suddenly shoved me off and I fell backwards onto the bed. The animalistic desire raged through her as she pulled my leather cut off and tore away at the blood-stained wife beater. She layered kiss upon kiss, moving from my neck in a straight line down my chest and to my stomach. Her fingers fumbled with my belt buckle and jeans but she finally was able to get them off. I'd never been with a woman so eager to fuck me before.
“You're so damn big,” Claire said, admiring my throbbing cock pinned beneath my black boxer briefs. She pressed one finger against my shaft and my dick pulsed. Claire gasped and giggled with a hand covering her mouth.
“Don't think you can just play with me all day. I'll make you gag on my cock until my cum is dribbling from your lips,” I said.
Claire bit down on her bottom lip. “That's not such a bad idea. But I have a better one.” Claire pulled down my boxers around my knees until my long cock flung out. She lifted one leg over me and straddled me like a horse. Claire pulled her tight skirt up and stretched her black panties to the side until her wet pussy was revealed. Claire sat down on my crotch, suffocating my cock between her lips. She rubbed her wetness against my shaft until I was all lubed up.
Claire felt so good against me. The lips of her pussy engulfed me and I wanted to come all over her. But not yet. My hands reached up and mashed her tits together. Claire lifted up, her pussy dripping onto me. She reached down and grasped my cock, guiding me into her warm hole. I squeezed her chest hard as she lowered down onto me until she was completely stretched and filled to the max.
This slut thought she could torture me—but I'd been with so many whores that I knew how to make them squirm. I pressed my thumb against her clit, rubbing her around. Claire rested her hands on my chest, lifting her ass into the air and slamming down on me. She wouldn't be able to control herself much longer.
“It feels so good...Cole.”
“Come around me, Claire,” I murmured. “Let me feel your pussy clench and quiver.” I flicked her fleshy bulb back and forth until she moaned my name.
Claire came undone, quaking on top of me, her legs vibrating. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she said over and over again. Claire came back to me with an intensity, rocking her hips back and forth. “You're so deep inside me.”
My hands sneaked around Claire and grasped her ass, flinging her up and down on me. I watched her tits bounce while she whipped her dark hair behind her. My engorged cock couldn't wait much longer. This whore knew how to make a man feel good.
Claire bent down and kissed me, her breast pressed hard against my chest. Her lips trailed across my cheek and to my ear. “I want to feel you come,” she whispered.
The pleasure hit its peak and I detonated within Claire, unloading my hot cum. Claire arched her back and came with me, her pussy tightening, her eyes rolled back. We screamed at the top of our lungs until we had no breath left.
Claire collapsed onto me, her breasts spilling out against my chest. I wrapped my arms around her sweaty body and held her close. No chick had ever made me feel this way. I didn't want to just throw her away and move onto the next slut. All I wanted was another time with Claire. One more time to fill her up and make her moan.
“That was way too good,” Claire said, exasperated. She brushed her hair around and looked up at me. “Was that good for you?”
“God damn, baby, do you even need to ask?” I lifted Claire off and set her down next to me. “Where did you even learn how to ride cock like that?”
Claire bit the tip of her index finger. “I love the way you feel inside me.”
My flaccid penis was already coming back to attention. But I couldn't waste anymore time fucking around. I had MC business to deal with. I got out of bed and found my jeans, slipping them on. Claire rolled over onto her stomach and watched me dress. Her ass looked amazing. If only I had time to come all over those cheeks. Claire's feet were in the air, kicking back and forth. She looked so young. I could imagine Claire on her bed at home talking with boys with her best friend. I wanted to fuck that innocent look right off her.
“Where do you think you're going?” she asked, smiling.
I searched on the floor for my leather cut. “We have shit to do, Claire. I need you to set up the meet with Byron.”
Claire crawled on the bed to edge. She slipped a finger into the band of my jeans and pulled me forward. “There's plenty of time for that later. But I need you inside me again.”
This woman was fucking freaky. And I loved it. Taking her from behind and covering her ass in come wouldn't take too long...