rigid just thinking about her bare cunt on my bike. But I need to fill her up once more before we ride back to the bar. I need to make sure there is no doubt in her mind that my cock is hers, and her pussy is mine.
I throw her over my shoulder, carrying her behind the house, and I push her back against the wall of the farmhouse. I pull out my cock and let my girl slide down, sinking against me the way she craves.
She is a dirty little thing and I fucking love the way she wants me.
“Your cunt is mine, understood?”
She nods, panting as I thrust deep inside her sweet hole. She’s moaning, crying my name as I get her off. “There you go, let it go, baby. Tell me how it feels.”
“You’re my Daddy. No one else,” she pants. “You make my tight pussy come so hard.”
“Come for me, then, baby. Come right now.”
“Fill me up,” she begs. “With your seed. Make me yours.”
“I’m gonna knock you up, sweetheart. I’m gonna fill your womb with my seed. You understand?”
“Do it. Make me yours forever, Conley,” she moans, her back against the wall as she rides me like the fucking queen she is. Hard. Hard, so fucking hard, her cunt slips around my thick cock, her sweet cream slick down her thighs, and I love the way she comes. Now she’s gushing like the horny little thing she is.
Fuck, I don’t want to stop, but when I come, deep and hard, she’s panting, and I growl in her ear. “You are mine now. Nothing will change that. Ever.”
She nods obediently, heeding my words. I kiss her hard, then I smack her sweet, curvy ass. “Now get on my bike, baby, and the whole ride, you can think about my cock fucking you again.”
She smiles, her arms wrapped around me, her legs too. Holding on as if for dear life. “I love you so much,” she purrs. “And I won’t just think about your cock on the ride, I’ll get off to the thought of it.”
When we get to the bar, Jaxon and I stand by as Calico calls Grill on speakerphone. River is here too.
“Grill? It’s me. Calico.”
“Why the fuck are you calling?” he growls.
“I left town.”
“You what?” he hollers.
“I was running away. I hated the idea of you coming for River.”
“You took my son with you?”
“Yes… and some other things too.”
“What things?”
Calico bites her bottom lip, taking a deep breath. “You know the guns in your storage locker?”
“What about ‘em?”
“I made a mistake, Grill. I took them, thinking I could sell them for some money.”
“Why the fuck are you telling me all this?” he asks.
“The car broke down, I’m at a motel in Seneca. About a hundred miles away. And I realized as I was on the side of the highway, what a fool I was being. You wanted River and I shouldn’t have fought you on that. Because Grill, I don’t have anything. No money, no means—”
“Except my guns, you little bitch.”
“I know. I’m sorry. I need you to come get us, and you can have the guns. I don’t want to fight anymore.”
“Why the change of heart?” he asks. “You’ve been busting my balls for fourteen fucking years, and now you want my help?”
“I messed up,” she says, running her hand over her forehead. “Forgive me, please?”
“I can’t fucking believe you took my stash.”
“I know… I wasn’t thinking…”
“And River is with you?”
She nods. “Tell your dad hello.”
“Dad?” River says, his voice catching. “Mom is being insane. She made me come, not telling me where we were headed… Come get me.”
“Fuck, okay. I was headed that way tonight anyways.”
“Why?” River asks.
“It’s nothing. But hell, your mother is a real fucking piece of work.”
“I know, maybe I can live with you?”
Grill snorts. “Yeah, maybe you can man up and start riding. Your mom doesn’t know anything about raising a son.”
I clench my jaw, wanting to rip the phone from Calico’s hand and tell Grill a few choice thoughts. But I hold back. Calico and River aren’t saying anything but words to get Grill where we want him.
They make a plan to meet in ninety minutes at the Highway Motel, and Calico and River get in their now running car. The men of the Heartlands and I follow behind on our bikes.
When we get to the motel, we scatter throughout the property, a proper stakeout, waiting for the Outlaws to arrive. I tell the woman at