Never Love An Outlaw (Deadly Pistols MC #1)(118)

Missy nodded. She swung her legs over the bed and stood up, dropping the blanket. Did a double take when I saw she was wearing nothing on the bottom, not even panties underneath her long shirt.

“Shit! And you definitely gotta start telling me about that,” I growled, overwhelmed by the grin creeping across my face.

She stepped right into my embrace. I hugged her close, sweeping my hands down her ass. My cock perked up, ready to f*ck both our brains out. Damned if I didn't need it after having Fang's evil eyes all over my mug all evening.

Yeah, baby girl, I thought. A dude can definitely get used to this if it's what an old man can look forward to.

I kissed her, rough as the rage and confusion still swirling around inside me. Fuck, there was a hint of sugar on her lips from this morning. Sugar and spice and everything very f*cking nice.

I grabbed her hips and squeezed, grinding her bare * on my jeans. She gasped when she felt my hard-on.

“Brass...”

“What time does Jackie come home?” I asked, digging my fingers into her round ass. God damn. I'd never, ever get tired of it, and I couldn't wait to take her from every angle while she bounced all over my dick.

“Another hour. Maybe two,” she purred, brushing her sweet little lips against mine.

My cock thudded in my pants like a f*cking jackhammer. Suddenly, the shitty day was turned on its head, and now I only had one thing to worry about: how many times I was gonna f*ck her to the wall before the girl got home.

I was on her like an animal. Picked her up in my arms and flung her down on the bed, tearing off that shirt. Shit, she was missing her bra too, and those pretty pink nipples called to my mouth like sirens.

I fell over her, bracing myself with my hands. She squirmed and giggled as my chin moved down, rough stubble sliding over her throat, not stopping 'til I got her right nip in my mouth.

Holy f*cking shit. Every part of her tasted good, and I swore her skin heated a few degrees hotter when I sucked, holding it between my teeth. I had a gift for biting a woman's tits just right, the perfect bite for making them slick and ready for my dick.

When I did it to my Missy, she rolled, hissing rough satisfaction as my tongue flicked her tip. I sucked it 'til it was soft in my mouth, then started on the other one I'd been tweaking with my fingers. When I went in her today, she was gonna be good and ready, wet enough to f*ck as many times as I could manage during this precious time alone.

“Brass! Brass...” She slurred my name over and over, starting to go crazy as my stubble and mouth kissed their way down, stopping at the sweet wet V below her trim * hair.

It was like a f*cking target for my mouth, and I always hit my bullzeye. She started to squirm with the first lick. One day soon I'd drive that self-conscious shit outta her. There was no way – absolutely none – she was getting outta having my mouth on her sweet cunt, lapping deep and long, starving for her taste.

Just let me lick. Listen to my tongue and behave yourself, babe. Don't worry about shit except how hard you're gonna come on my lips.

I couldn't say anything while I had my mouth buried in her sweetness, but I sure as f*ck thought it. Couldn't think about anything else while I licked inside her *, relishing her taste, her smell, then moving up and making her body jerk when I lashed her clit.

Fuck, she was hot. Hot and responsive enough to make me forget all about the vipers nipping at my heels.

I licked deep. Hard. Loving. I surrounded her clit with my tongue, sucked it between my teeth, holding it there so I could press her sweetest button again and again, begging her to blow.

She finally did. I knew the minute her legs started trembling in my hands, shaking on both sides of my head. I pressed my fingers into her tender flesh and held her down, circling her clit with fresh licks like a f*cking demon.

Her * thrashed against my face when she came. Her scream splashed my lips as she tightened up and gushed. Damn if I didn't push my face into her harder. This mess was my pride and joy, a sopping wet symbol of the effect I had on her.

Missy's fingernails pushed through my hair and dragged on my head. Didn't stop me from continuing my assault on her clit 'til she finally stopped bucking on my face. I could practically hear the explosion echoing through her body as she gave it up, coming on my tongue, coming just for me.

Beautiful. Totally f*cking beautiful.

In the sweet peace I gave her, coming her pretty brains out, she didn't have to worry about a damned thing. And neither did I when I watched her, felt her, tasted her. If I could've stayed attached to that * for the next two days just licking, sucking, and f*cking it with my tongue, I would've been a happy man.

But right now I'd be even happier when I let out some of the fire raging in my cock. I stood up while she was still twitching, coming off the high. Tore off my clothes fast and fished out a condom, loving how she was sprawled out and ready for me on the bed.

I rolled the condom on, crawled onto the bed, and pushed between her legs. She opened her eyes and looked seductive as f*ck without even trying when I touched her.

“Babe, you better turn over right now. Get on your hands and knees. I'll show you how we make the most of things when our time's scarce.”

She moaned and I helped her up, watching her hot ass bob as she got into the perfect position. I reached up, fisting her hair, grinding my cock against her ass cheeks. Fuck, one day I'd take her ass too, but today was all about her *. No goddamned way I was gonna let that wet, sweet silk I'd stroked go to waste.