Chapter 7

Lock

8:13 PM FRIDAY

She takes one last swig of tequila from the bottle and then she’s bounding behind me— Louboutin pumps and all—as we burst out the side door, slamming it hard against the brick building.

Next thing I know, we’re in an alley, fog rolling across the air. My dick is nearly toppling over the top of my unbuttoned pants as we find our footing in this dark, narrow space that smells kind of like a dumpster.

“Ungh…”

A moan escapes from deep in my throat as I lace my fingers through her luscious hair.

Never one to be outdone, that Sammi. Already at her knees, pulling my dick into her throat.

She’s sucking on my cock as if her life depended on it. I can feel her tongue stroking back and forth, tasting all of me as her mouth glides over my length, taking it all in.

I lean my head back against the brick, truly basking in the sensation.

Impressive.

Real fucking impressive.

I mean, let’s be real: it’s hard to find a chick that doesn’t gag on a 6-inch dick, let alone my massive cock. It’s been a struggle my entire life to get good head—honestly the only downfall to being as fucking hung as I am.

Most women will bitch that their jaw hurts after barely taking in the tip, looking up at me with tears in their eyes, ready to tap out after just a few moments with my monster python. And don’t get me started on anal!

But Sammi? She’s got a lock on this shit. I look down only to get a true sight of her with her mouth full of my cock, and I nearly blow my load as her piercing, emerald green eyes meet mine. They’re practically smiling, just fucking giddy as she chokes me down and goes back for more.

Her lush red lips are pursed around my dick, and the sheer force of her suction alone is driving me wild.

This girl could suck a golf ball through a straw, no doubt.

As I study that sexy fucking face of hers, I swear I even see the hint of a curled smile playing on her lips, even as they’re stretched taught and sliding smoothly up and down my entire shaft.

Meanwhile, Tina Turner’s voice is now belting out both parts of “Baby Get it On,” loud enough that we can hear it from outside of the building.

Not one to be distracted, I grab Sammi’s head with both hands and thrust into her mouth, not giving one goddamn iota how it looks to any passers-by. I’m so close to the fucking edge that my cock is twitching wildly down her throat.

She grabs my balls with one of her hands and rolls them in her palm.

“Ah! Ungh!” I moan, addressing the entire fucking city at this point.

I fucking explode, shooting strand after strand of pearly cum down her throat. I raise my arm to my mouth and bite down to keep from screaming out her name. My mind is swimming in ecstasy as she continues to slide up and down my whole shaft, hungrily milking jet after jet, and swallowing every single drop.

My thoughts are clear, and my desire for Sammi is still burning hot.

I promised Sammi a wild night, and I’m going to personally fucking deliver.

Fuck Eggbert. Sammi is fucking mine tonight.

I push Sammi up against the brick wall of the club and aggressively press my lips to hers. When she gasps, I hungrily invite my tongue into her mouth.

I grab her tit in my hand, rubbing my thumb against her hard nipple through the silky fabric of her dress.

I yank her dress down, revealing her tits as I dip down to bite the hard nub before sucking on it like a hungry babe.

“Hey, that’s a fucking expensive dress!” she cries out.

“It was in the way.” I claim her lips with mine again, now sliding my hand up her thigh, inching the dress higher and higher until her pussy is in clear view.

I press my cock right up against her, grinding as I slip my hand down the back of her panties and grab a handful of her plump ass cheek.

I gasp against her mouth as she reaches down and firmly grasps my cock in her hand. She strokes me for what feels like mere seconds before positioning it right against her slick, parted pussy lips.

She’s so fucking wet, she rivals the Chao Phraya River. My cock slides inside of her easily, and all self-control I’ve managed to latch onto flies out the fucking window.

From the moment my cock slides fully into her, I pound into her as hard as I can. The look on her face tells me with absolute certainty that she’s loving every thrust.

She’s so tight around me. Her pussy is forcing a vacuum seal around my cock, sucking me back in with each thrust outward. It’s fucking intoxicating.

“Lo-ock!” My name never sounded so sexy on the tongue of a woman. But Slammin’ Sammi Brighton isn’t just any woman, that’s for goddamn sure.

“God, this is fucking amazing, Lock,” she moans between kisses. “Fuck, when you have incredible sex like this, who even needs love?”

“You’re goddamn right,” I agree, lying through my teeth.

The fact of the matter is that I’m fucking crazy about her.

But I’ll be damned if I admit it now and ruin the moment. I have my taste of Sammi again tonight and this time, I’m not letting go. My true feelings about her are strictly between me, her, and all those fucking nights that she can’t ever seem to remember we spent together.

“I’m so tired of men who say ‘I love you’ and then stick their dicks in the closest ladyboy the first chance they get. If that’s love, I don’t fucking need or want it,” she goes on babbling about.

I can’t blame her. Eggsy really fucked up with that shit. Dumb fuckin’ bloke.

“Ha,” I laugh. “I’m no stranger to spouting those words to women, but honestly? I just say it, because I want to fuck them in the arse. It’s the magical code word.”

“Code word? Fuck that. You don’t need a code word with me. You want to fuck me in the ass?” She cocks an eyebrow as a tempting smile spreads across her face before she utters the magic words. “Go for it.”

My dream girl right fuckin’ here, now explicitly telling me to fuck her arse.

She pulls away and then turns around, grabs her ass cheeks, and spreads them apart. Her tight rosebud now in full view sends a jolt coursing through my already-throbbing cock.

I’ve died and gone to fucking heaven.

I’m harder than I’ve ever been before at this point. The chance to fuck Sammi doesn’t come around often, but to fuck her in the ass?

I’m not willing to miss my chance.

I grab her hands and place them against the wall, then spread her legs with my knee like I’m about to do a damn cavity search.

I dip two fingers in her pussy and use them to lube up her ass, stretching her little by little so I don’t fucking rip her apart with my eager, girthy member. Once she’s slicked up nice and proper, I slowly slide in.

Holy mother of…

“Ohhh!” Sammi cries out in pleasure while pushing back against me.

Fuck. I was trying to take it slow and savor the moment, but she’s having none of it. I aim to please, so I let her set the pace and grab her hips to keep her steady.

“Fuck, Sammi! You’re so tight. Keep rocking like that, and I’m gonna fucking blow.”

I dig my fingers into her hips and take control once again. I force her up against the wall harder, brick fragments falling to the ground as she claws against the cement. Moving one hand to her shoulder and smacking her ass with the other, I go damn near cross-eyed still thrusting hard into her.

My cock throbs hard in her ass, and as I hear her wailing in her own intense anal orgasm, I cum.

Hard.

Loads and loads of cum spill from my cock right into her ass.

And then the weirdest fucking thing possible—a total fucking mood killer had it happened a moment sooner—Mysti May runs out the side door of the cabaret with a Celine Dion ladyboy in tight quarters.

What the fuck?

She grabs Sammi and pulls her arm…with me still inside her ass. I jerk away just in time to not have my cock snapped.

“I’m in love with Celine! We’re running away together,” Misty confesses. She glances back at the door quickly with fear in her eyes. “We’ve got to go. NOW!”

Matching Misty’s chaotic flow, we both start running. Somewhere amongst my clumsy attempt to tuck my cock back into my pants and Sammi straightening out her dress as our feet fly us forward, we get out of sight just in time for the door of the cabaret to fly open again with a thunderous BANG.

There’s now so very little I’m certain of. But there’s one thing I can say without a shadow of a doubt: I’m delivering on my promise to Sammi. This has been nothing short of a wild fucking night.