You Wreck Me (The Prospect 1) - Page 23

I move away from her once they are unbuttoned, and pull her up with me, making her get down on her knees.

She frees my cock quickly and her big lips wrap around the head sucking me deep to the back of her throat. I pull on her hair, fucking that wide mouth until I am about to nut.

Her teeth graze my shaft as I tell her I want to fuck her tits now.

She gets off her knees and sits on the edge of the mattress, holding her tits up for me. Fuck yeah, she wants this almost as badly as I do, almost.

She knows just what to do. Thrusting my cock between her tits she lowers her chin to lick my tip. I shove her hands off so I can hold onto her tits while I fuck ‘em. “God yeah, these tits are the fuckin’ best,” I groan. “Almost better than your sweet cunt.” I squeeze her tits together around my cock as hard as I can, to finish faster, ‘cause I need to be up inside her pussy soon. But I gotta finish in her mouth first. Just when I finish cumming my phone rings. Fuck, I wanted to fuck her pussy too.

“Stay right there,” I tell her and she nods while licking my cum off her tits. Fuck. Shit, we need to get her hired at The Stable. Demon could make some damn good money if we got her in the films.

“Wrecker!” I snarl in the phone after digging it out of my pants pocket. I go back to the waitress and stick my dick back in her face as I take the call, mouthing to her to lick me clean.

“Where the fuck did you take off to?”

“I had to let off some steam, Demon, I’ll be back to The Stable soon,” I assure him.

“Get back there right the fuck now. If you wanted some strange, there are plenty of women there!” He shouts then hangs up.

I left so Harlee wouldn’t find out about me fucking someone else. She has me so fucking keyed up. Makes me so damn angry. The way she was taunting those men. Showing off her body. A body meant only for me.

“Sorry, baby doll, but I have to get back,” I say as she finishes cleaning my cock up.

She pouts. “Will you come back to me?”

I shake my head. “I got what I wanted from you. I’ve been dreaming of titty fucking you since the day I saw you. It’s out of my system now.” I shrug.

“But you said you wanted to fuck my pussy,” she stammers out, shocked that I’m not going to do it.

“Baby doll, I would have if I hadn’t gotten that phone call. But that time has passed.” My dick is still hard. Fuck, her mouth was magical. Even her licking me clean was torture, but if I stay for a minute longer, Demon will have my ass.

“Maybe another time.”

“Asshole. There won’t be another time.” She storms into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. I laugh to myself, I bet you anything that if I came back to her she’d give it to me without hesitation.

I get back to The Stable late, dreading it, because I know the second I unlock the door to the room I stashed Harlee in, she’s going to punch me in the dick. Surprisingly, as I quietly unlock and open it, she’s passed out.

I quickly take a shower, washing the titty bitch’s scent off me and then climb in next to her. Pulling her tight against me as I fall asleep.

I should feel bad about what I just did, but she pushed me. A fucking stripper. Goddamn, that shit ain’t gonna fucking work for me. I will burn every and any fucking club to the ground that even thinks about letting her through their doors.

Chapter 18

Harlee

Waking up, I’m engulfed in heat and quickly roll out of bed. “How dare you sleep with me last night!” I shout, waking Wrecker up.

“Baby, would you just shut up. I got back late last night, let me go back to sleep before you start screaming at me. Give my dick a break.”

“You fucking asshole!” I scream, throwing the lamp on the desk at him. “You went back to that fucking diner didn’t you. Was the titty fucking as good as you imagined?”

He cracks open an eye and grins. “Better than I imagined actually. She couldn't get enough of my dick. Worshipped it with her mouth, her pussy, her ass. I might need a repeat performance.”

“You’ll never change, Wrecker. This is why I won’t be with you. I’m so done with this, and you. I would rather be dead, than to ever be with you again.” I cry as I get dressed as fast as possible. Fuck him and my father. I have it in my mind to walk out the gates and into the arms of the men after me. Anything has to be better than dealing with this shit.

“Sure, baby, whatever, saves the fuckin?

? headache. We both know monogamy isn’t natural, but I would be for you, if you put out and stopped fighting me all the damn time,” he says as he rolls over. “Close the door on your way out.”

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