I broke away from Kitty’s hot mouth and almost groaned at the torture it was to be apart from her.

She looked surprised, her eyes widened and she asked, “What’s wrong?”

“I need you now,” I said, my voice almost a growl. I glanced down to the end of the bar and motioned for her to come with me. “We need to get somewhere I can be alone with you or else I’m going to fuck you right here on the bar that I built.”

She looked at her fellow bartenders and said, “Uh, yeah, I’m leaving now.”

I met her at the end of the bar, she jumped into my arms and I kissed her again. There was a group of cocktail waitresses standing nearby and a tall red head laughed, held out her hand and said, “I told you guys, she’s hot for the biker carpenter. Pay up.”

Kitty turned towards them, kicked her legs and said, “You girls had a bet going?”

“Hell yeah, and I won,” the red head grinned.

Kitty laughed, shook her head and looked at me. “Let’s get out of here. My place is upstairs. My father is out so we can make a little noise.”

“We’re gonna make a lot of noise, kitten,” I replied and crossed the club in long strides, found the elevator and held her in my arms the entire way up.

She pushed the penthouse button, keyed in a code, and we kissed like two horny teenagers on prom night the entire ride. The elevator finally stopped, the door opened and I set her down so she could open the door to her suite at what felt like the top of the world.

I will admit when we stepped through and I saw all of Vegas spread out beneath us, I felt a little like a slack jawed yokel coming into the big city for the first time.

“I know, it’s a bit much,” she said, watching me closely. “I hate how dramatic my father likes to be. He’s very over the top in all things.”

“You never said what he does,” I replied, taking in all the lavish furnishings and artwork. “Some kind of hotel development, I imagine.”

“Something like that,” she said and bit her lower lip. “Come to my room and I’ll tell you all about it.”

“That boring or that dangerous?” I asked, only half joking when I saw her wince at my second suggestion.

She took my hand and I followed close behind, the dutiful boyfriend. In reality I was still feeling more than a little like a bull in a china shop. All the elegant monied furnishings made me a little jumpy, like they’d all come crashing down if I looked at them funny.

Kitty began to strip the moment the door closed and I joined her but she turned around suddenly and looked me up and down. “He’s a crime boss.”

“Sorry?”

“My father, he’s a crime boss. He runs illegal activities all over the state and probably the country. He launders the money through the casinos here.”

“That’s…a lot to take in,” I said slowly as I absorbed the information. “I’m on parole, you know that, right?”

She nodded and kept her gaze locked on me, concern flittered across her delicate features.

“I was allowed to come to Nevada but one of the biggest considerations is that I have to stay clean. And stay away from people involved in…well, basically the shit your father is up to.”

“Are you saying you can’t be with me?” Her chin wrinkled and her lower lip quivered as she dropped her eyes.

“That’s not it at all,” I said and pulled her into my arms. “I didn’t mean you, kitten. I meant I have to take a step back from the hotel and probably the club.”

She visibly relaxed and looked up at me again, her eyes lined with tears but her face happy once more. “Now that I can handle. I’ve been trying to get away from my father for months and months now.”

“Let’s go away together, kitten,” I said, cradling her face in my hand, running my thumb along her jawline. “Come with me.”

“Where to?”

“Anywhere…well, within the terms of my parole,” I chuckled. “So either somewhere in Nevada other than Las Vegas or back to California.”

“California then, I wouldn’t mind leaving here and winding up there.”

“California it is, then, kitten,” I said and bent to kiss her.

Our hands frantically tore at the last of our clothing and I lifted her in my arms again, felt her legs wrap around me as I slid deep inside of her, like we’d been doing this very move for years together.

Our bodies already knew each other it seemed, they recognized each other as if we’d been seeking solace in each other’s arms our entire lives.

I moved towards her bed, sat on the edge, never leaving the tight, wet heat of her pussy, and let her rock against me.

“Kitten…” I groaned and let her twist and writhe in my arms, grind her pussy onto my throbbing cock, working me and squeezing me tight.

“You’re so massive,” she gasped and rocked faster, harder against me.

I felt like I was going to explode but I managed to keep it together long enough to pull her closer and kiss her shoulder. She sighed and arched her back, her long hair swinging down and brushing my arms as I held her tight.

“I’m going to come, kitten,” I growled and nipped at her flesh. She shivered and gasped, twisted in my arms but I wouldn’t let her move, I held her impaled on my pulsing cock, ready to receive my load. “I’m gonna fill you up, flood that sweet cunt of yours, mark you as mine.”

“Oh Hatch, do it…come deep inside of me, I want to feel your hot cum spilling out of me, slick down my thighs…please…”

Her cunt spasmed around me, I thrust upwards once again, hard and deep, and let myself unleash the pent up passion in my balls, my body.

I exploded, shooting thick streams of cum into her waiting pussy. She groaned and milked my balls until they were dry, I had nothing left.

We held each other and I slipped slowly back into the bed, carrying her with me. She went completely limp, her limbs boneless and devoid of any energy. All she had left was a satisfied smile that she shot in my direction.

I was still inside of her soaking, hot pussy and pulled her down for a kiss.

When she broke free, she sighed and rested her head on my chest. “California, the moon, the surface of the sun…wherever you go, I’m following you, Hatch Malone,” she murmured and traced her finger along my pec, circling my nipple and giving me a shivering sensation.

“Luckily you won’t have to follow me far,” I said, settling my hand on the base of her back, tucking it there like it belonged. “Just far enough for me to find work so we don’t have to beg for nickels on the street.”

She laughed and her body shook. I raised my eyebrows questioningly and she gave me a strange look. “Luckily you won’t have to worry too much about that. I’m a rich girl, you know. My mother left me a lot of money.”

I kissed the tip of her nose, fell back on the pillow and rubbed her back. “That’s good for you, but I’m a man who needs to work. To earn a living. I’ll make my own money, kitten…and enough for both of us eventually. I’ll take care of you.”

“I believe it,” she replied and settled back into my arms. “I’m just sayin, it’s there if we need it. But I know you’ll take care of me, Hatch, I know I’m safe with you.”

Her fingers found my nipple again and she pinched it, making it perk up. She rolled it between them and my cock jumped in response, as if connected directly to her touch.

“Are you…” Her eyes grew wide and she suddenly appeared more alert. I made my cock jump inside of her and she laughed. “You are…”

“I am,” I said and watched as she sat up, riding me this time, her breasts bounced as she began to grind herself against me yet again.

I would never tire of this. I would never get over this feeling, of having her tight cunt squeezing me to completion.

“I’ll always be ready with you, kitten,” I said and put my hands on her hips.

We climaxed again together and spent the night talking and having sex, getting to know each other intimately. Not just in the physical sense, but in our hopes and dreams and our plans together.

We were going to build our future, I could feel it in every beat of my heart.

My life was meaningless without Kitty in it, and I would never be without her again.