Bad For You - Sherilee Gray Page 0,46

I took over holding my dick, feeling where we connected, the way she stretched around me. “That’s it, baby, just a little at a time. Feels good?”

Her thighs clenched against mine and she pushed down some more, then back up. “Yes, so good. I’m not sure I can…” She shuddered and came down again, taking another inch.

My entire body was held rigid as her tight-as-fuck pussy gripped me hard enough to cut off the blood supply. “You’re not sure you can take me?” I rasped, on the verge of losing my mind.

“Y-you’re so big and hard, and I feel so…full.” She whimpered again.

I slammed my eyes closed at her words, my balls drawing up, so close to coming. I breathed through it. No way was I going to come before she even had me all the way in. “Take your time, Bambi.” It may kill me, but I’d die happy.

She lifted up again, then pushed down more, and her inner muscles gave a little, relaxing some. Then she kept going until I was inside her, all of me held in her tight, grasping heat.

Her gaze locked on mine, her eyes glazed, lids heavy. She didn’t move, letting herself adjust, and I wasn’t sure how much more I could take. I grazed her clit with my thumb and her hips jerked.

“I want to move,” she said shakily.

I swiped her clit again and gripped the back of her neck with the other hand, fisting her hair. “Then move, Bambi. Fuck me.”

She leaned in, caught my mouth with hers, and rolled her hips, gasped, then pulled back and did it again.

I was shaking now, barely hanging on. “Good?”

She didn’t answer. No, she started fucking me. Rolling and grinding her hips, holding on to my shoulders, coming down hard without giving a fuck who might see us, getting off on it.

It was the hottest thing I’d ever experienced.

I mean, I’d fucked in public before. No one cared about it in the club, but Lila letting go for me like this? It was something I would never forget. I brought her mouth back to mine, kissing her hard.

“You gonna come for me again, Bambi?” I gritted out and pressed down on her clit.

“Ahhh. You feel so good. So deep.”

I growled. “You’re stuffed full of me, aren’t you, Lila?”

Another whimper. “Yes.” She moved faster, her thighs clenching against mine, quivering.

“Come on, baby, let me feel it. Come around my cock.”

She made a desperate sound, her head dropping to my shoulder again, and cried out against my neck. Her pussy clamped down on my dick over and over, so tight I could barely breathe. I turned my head, fisting her dark, wild hair tighter, turning her to me, and took her lips, groaning into her mouth as I came, exploding inside her, dick pulsing and throbbing as she milked the come right out of me.

We stayed like that, moving against each other slowly, mouths still attached, kissing lazily as the last of our releases rolled through us.

“You were fucking perfect,” I said to her.

“Only because it was with you,” she said.

My dick slipped from her body and I took off the condom, dropping it into an empty takeout box by the couch to toss later, not wanting to leave Lila for a moment.

Then I kissed her again. I couldn’t stop kissing her.

“Stupid bitch!” a male voice roared.

My gaze shot up in time to see some guy shove a woman so hard she fell, hitting the ground. I lifted Lila off me, shoved my dick away, did up my pants, and was moving across the lot before I knew what I was doing. That shit did not fly here. None of the brothers here would treat a woman that way. And if they did, they’d get what Trip had. I didn’t know who this asshole was. He wasn’t a Rambler, just some fucking pathetic hang-around.

He reached down and wrapped his hand around her throat and I snapped. Grabbing the back of his shirt, I wrenched him back and he fell on his ass. Then I advanced on him and he had the stones to sneer up at me.

“Bitch deserved it.”

Nope. Wrong answer. I swung and kept on swinging. He went down to his back and I gripped his shirt, lifting him as I slammed my fist into his jaw, anywhere I could hit him, over and over. Red clouded my vision, and for a split second he wasn’t some random asshole, it was my old man.

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