Skirt (Ruthless Kings MC #5) - K.L. Savage Page 0,93

I pull away, wanting to tease her a bit more. “Skirt! Please, I need you inside me. Fuck me.”

“Yeah, Skirt. Fuck her. Make her scream,” Bullseye pipes in.

I slide my fingers free and stuff them into her mouth. “Taste yerself.” I choke her with my fingers, fucking her mouth as I shove my cock to the hilt in one hard thrust.

She keens, the hum of her voice vibrating through my fingertips.

“Lap yerself up. That’s it,” I urge her as her tongue rolls around my fingers.

I flip her onto her stomach and squeeze her fat arse with my palms and fuck her long and hard. The bed slams against the wall, and the light hanging from the ceiling sways from side to side. She grips onto the edge of the bed and screams at the top of her lungs while I rail her tight channel. My cock is dripping with her slick, her walls still spasming from her last orgasm, and it won’t be long before she’s going over the edge again.

Bullseye stands and walks closer, then sits on the floor, still a safe distance away. Dawn lifts her head from the bed, and I grip her hair to yank her back so she can get a good look at what she does to him. “Look what ye do to him, Lips. Look how hard he is watching ye.”

“You’re gorgeous, Dawn. I love seeing your tits sway and ass jiggle as he fucks you. I can’t believe you’re letting me watch. It’s a fucking treasure. You like what he’s doing to you, Dawn? You like how Skirt fucks you real hard? What else do you want?”

She doesn’t answer, and I tighten my fingers around her scalp. “Answer the man, Lips. It’s rude if ye don’t.” I bring my hand up and spank that bubbled arse, leaving my handprint behind.

“I … I … I’m going to come.”

“Ye aren’t allowed to until ye answer him, Lips.”

“Oh God,” she cries, clawing the bed to try to get away from me because the pleasure is too much. “It’s so much. It’s so much. Oh my God!” she cries to the ceiling. “I want your finger in my ass, Skirt. I want you to fill me in every way.”

“Fuck me, you have the perfect woman, Skirt,” Bullseye moans when he pinches the tip of his cock.

“Don’t I know it.” I plunge my finger deep in her arse, and Dawn buries her face in the mattress as another orgasm shakes her core, that beautiful tightness milking me, begging for my seed to hit her womb.

Before I can think better of it, Dawn pulls away from me, gets on her knees, and sucks my cock into her mouth. I try to yank away, knowing she doesn’t like giving head. It’s a trigger for her, but she laps at me, her fears gone for some reason. Maybe having another person in the room helps with her fear? I’m not sure, but I’m thankful.

I’ve never felt her mouth before, and it is heaven.

“She’s sucking your cock good Skirt, and she’s touching herself. You like finger fucking herself, Dawn?”

She shakes her head as she looks up at me, mouth stretched wide as she bobs that pretty head, sending jolts of pleasure to the core of my shaft.

“Fucking hell, Dawn. Ye look good with ye lips wrapped around me. Fuck, ye keep going. I’m going to come down that throat.”

It urges her to go faster, and Bullseye groans. I can’t tell if it’s a sad groan because the session is nearly over, or one of pleasure.

“Ye like being watched, Lips?”

She nods, gagging on my dick, a string of spit leaving her sinful mouth. The inferno of her mouth resurrects me and shines the fucking glorious light in the void of my soul, bringing it back to life.

“Fuck,” I snarl and pull out of her, flip her onto her back, lift her leg onto my shoulder, and ride. My balls slap against her arse, and my hips jackhammer into her as hard as I possibly can. She’s shouting my name in a new alto, nearly singing.

She makes me feel like a god, and if she thinks for one minute I’m taking her body above the damn clouds, she has another thing coming; I’m going to take her to the sinner’s playground.

A sheen of sweat allows our bodies to slide together, and Dawn turns her head to look at Bullseye, who’s watching us fuck like his favorite porno, and then her eyes land on