Final Ride (Lords of Mayhem 4)

“Yeah, I got a stress reliever guaranteed not to fail,” he said bunching her silky gown into his hands until he bared her ass. He slapped her thick rear and groaned as it jiggled.

“You got a fat ass, baby. One day I’m going to show you how good it feels when I’m balls-deep inside it.”

She gasped, and he chuckled. He liked shocking her. He massaged her cheeks and leaned in to suck her breast into his mouth. Her flesh was hot beneath the cloth. She arched and rubbed against the bulge straining to get out of his jeans. He gently bit her nipple and pulled back.

“You want this?”

“Yes.”

“All you have to do is ask.”

“I want you.”

“You want what? I want to hear it come from those pretty lips,” he said.

“I want you to fuck me.”

Hearing the dirty word flipped a switch inside him. He grabbed her thighs and lifted her up. She wrapped her long legs around him and he strode to her bedroom, throwing her on the massive four–poster bed. “On all fours, with that ass out,” he snarled.

She panted as she complied. He shoved her dress up a

nd ripped off her panties. Her scent teased his nostrils. He inhaled deeply. “You love it when I handle you like this, don’t you? Spread those legs.”

Her stems parted and he moaned. “Look at those pretty lips so wet and ready for me to take you.” He ran two fingers down her slick center and brought them to his mouth. She looked at him over her shoulder, and he held her gaze. He sucked her sweet flavor off and removed them from his mouth with a satisfied moan. “You taste so damn good.” He unbuckled his pants and shoved them down. Her pupils dilated and his cock twitched involuntarily. She made him feel like the ruler of a nation. He’d never had a woman so in tune with him. None of that fake whimpering and whining bullshit because she thought it might be sexy. She was right there with him. He held his base and stroked between her lips, nudging her swollen clit.

“Grab the sheets.” He lined up with her pussy and thrust home. She screamed. He gripped her hips hard, as he pounded into her tight sheath.

“Oh God, yes, like that.”

“Yeah? How about this?” He slapped her ass.

“Yes.” Her strangled cry had him tilting her hips to go deeper.

“Harder.”

He gave her what she wanted, bottoming out as he worked her over. Her walls flexed, and he grunted. He’d never been inside anything that felt this good. This was an animalistic mating. Her muscles contracted, and he felt himself leak pre-come.

“I want you to come for me, girl. You ready?”

“Y-yes,” she whispered.

They moved together in a frenzied pace. She clamped down on him, crying out as he thrust through her orgasm before finding his own release.

“If that’s how we make up, maybe fighting won’t be so bad,” Hawk said as he pulled her to his body once he’d caught his breath.

“Who needs a fight to do that?” Ariel said.

He chuckled. “You ended up being everything I didn’t know I wanted.”

“Right back at you,” Ariel said. “How are we going to make this work now?”

“Is that what you’re worried about?” he asked, turning his head toward her.

“Yes.”

“Baby, you have all the freedom in the world. The only thing your job requires is wi fi when you have to submit something. Come and live at my house or I’ll come here. I’m easy. I could give a shit as long as we’re together. You know the club is number one, but I’ll put you a close one and a half. Same way my father did my mother. I know we’ll have to smooth over rough edges, but that’s normal in any new relationship.”

“I don’t want to end up like my parents.”