Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 30746 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30746 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
He let out this primal sound from the back of his throat. He was in his room in a matter of seconds, and once the door was shut behind them, he set her on her feet and took a step back. Her body was smokin’, with her inked-up skin and piercing right through her navel, and her big-ass tits he wanted to fuck. She called to every male part of him. He wanted in her body now, wanted to plunge his cock in her pussy until her inner muscles clenched around him and milked the cum right from his balls.
He moved forward again, lifted her, and all but tossed her on the bed. He climbed up before she could protest and then pried her legs open with his hands on her knees. Her cunt spread for him like an opening flower, and the darker pink folds parted in welcome. Pre-cum slid from the tip of his cock and fell to the mattress.
Fuck, he had never been so turned on before, and he hadn’t even stuck his cock in her tight little cunt.
“Come on, Booshie, fuck me.” She grabbed her breasts and seduced him with her gaze and the way she played with her titties.
He still had on his cut and shirt, but he had those off in a matter of seconds. He grabbed a condom from his bedside table and slid it on his shaft before she could utter another word.
“You sure about this, Naggie?” He held her gaze with his own, urging her to be honest with him. “Once we start this, there isn’t any going back.” He hadn’t turned the light on, but even in the darkness, he held her gaze. “It doesn’t matter to me that you just broke it off with the asshole today. I don’t want you pissed at yourself once this is all said and done.” Honestly, Booshie didn’t know why he even gave a fuck if she regretted being with him or not.
She was willing right now, primed to the max, and was not with anyone. As far as he was concerned, this was an all-go, but there was this little voice in the back of his head that didn’t want things to get royally fucked between them. He liked looking at her, being around her, and even speaking to her during their short times together. The thought of her regretting doing anything with him left a bad taste in his mouth.
Damn, dude, you better get your shit together, because this kind of thinking leads to old lady territory.
He could even remember the one time he almost had an old lady and had always thought she had been the one to get away—well, that one relationship he had screwed up anyway. It had been a tough time in his life in thinking he couldn’t truly care about someone and be committed to the MC at the same time. He had been wrong, but that had been years ago, close to twenty.
Honestly, he had been a young kid with a hard-on for the girl he fucked for the first time. A lot had changed in the time he had been in the MC; he had changed a lot. He looked at Naggie and actually felt his pulse pick up a bit. Here he was about to fuck this woman who was probably half his damn age.
“You’re thinking about something that is pulling you away from this moment.”
She read him perfectly; that or he was conveying his emotions a little closer to the surface than he wanted. Booshie was a master of keeping things on lockdown, and if he wanted someone to know what he was feeling, then he would tell them. Never did he let his guard down, and he kept the brick wall sturdily built around him.
But there was something hard yet gentle about Naggie, soft but coarse that drew him like a bee to pollen. She was just as sweet too, and he was done thinking of the past, of what in the hell she might do when he made it known that if he really wanted something, then he held on tight.
She hadn’t said she wanted to stop after he asked her if she was sure, so he gripped her around the waist and hauled her ass down the bed. Her blue eyes were clear and a very unique light color, and they sucked him in as if they were a living entity all on their own. He smoothed his hands over her thighs and positioned her legs so they were on either side of his. This angle gave him a clear shot of the pink wetness of her slit.
“I’ve had one shitty night, and me going home with you is because I know you can make me forget about it.” She cupped her breasts and breathed out roughly. “I just want to have a good, hard fuck and be the dirty girl you said I am.”