Pulling His Trigger (Ghost Riders MC 4)

Her hands grip me again, and she bites her lip, looking up at me through her lashes. I pull my fingers out, licking them clean and tasting her sweet pussy. She knows I can’t get inside her without the taste of it on my tongue now. I have to have all of her, all the time. Cum leaks from the end of my cock, and she uses it to slick me up.

“I don’t know why. I just really need to get that big dick inside me. Now.”

She spreads her legs wider. I line my cock up with her opening and thrust inside her in one quick stroke, feeling her slick heat wrap around me.

“Fuck, MacKenzie. Always so fucking good.”

Gripping her hips hard, I thrust in and out of her. Her pregnancy must have her hormones going wild because she’s gripping me tightly with her arms and legs, nearly climbing up my body. I give her every thick inch of me, and she doesn’t hold back when taking it. Her body is spun tight, and she’s got a need for me like I’ve never felt before. Looking down at where we’re connected, I see my cock covered in her cream. The material of her shorts is soaked, and the front of my jeans is going to have a wet spot, too.

“Goddamn, Vincent. More.”

Mac throws her head back and wraps around me tighter, coming off the table. I grip her ass and turn us, pushing her against a wall. She’s got a need only I can fill, and I’ll make sure she gets what she wants.

“Harder,” she says, and I oblige.

I’ve got her pinned to the wall with her arms and legs wrapped around me, but we’re still almost fully dressed—just the opening of my jeans slightly parted and her shorts pushed over an inch or two—and yet we’re still fucking without a care in the world.

Someone could walk in and see us, but I don’t give a shit. I will fuck my woman whenever and wherever she tells me to.

At first I didn’t like the idea of people seeing us, but after Mac convinced me that she wanted to mark her territory, I felt like doing the same to her. We’ve played in public before, and while it doesn’t make me any hotter for her, I like the fact that people know she’s mine. I also know she never played in front of the club until me. I am different. I make her feel safe. I get to wear her tags that mark me as her old man in the club, so I don’t mind her using my cock to mark her as mine.

I hold Mac up with one hand while bouncing her up and down on my cock. The other hand I bring to my mouth and lick my finger. She watches me with hooded eyes, and I feel her pussy clench.

I reach around behind her, push my hand down her shorts, and press my finger against her asshole. I don’t do anything, just hold it there, giving it a tiny bit of pressure as I thrust in and out of her. The added sensation is something she loves, and in seconds, she’s bearing down on me and tensing up.

Her orgasm is so strong it nearly makes me pass out. Black spots dance before my eyes. She clings to me and screams out her pleasure, and the sound echoes through the building. There’s not a doubt in my mind they heard her all the way up at the clubhouse. Hell, they probably heard her three states away.

I thrust into her one last time and hold myself there as I cum inside her. This is going to be a sticky mess, but the thought just turns me on even more. Knowing my cum will be leaking out of her for the rest of the day makes me spurt even harder inside this sweet pussy.

“Fuck, MacKenzie,” I breathe as I bury my face in her neck and drain my balls into her womb.

If she wasn’t already pregnant, I’d say that would have done it. My thick cock throbs inside her even after the last drop has emptied into her. Slowly she lets her grip on my body ease, and I pull my face back to look at her. She’s got the most beautiful glow, and it’s not just because of the baby.

“God, you’re so beautiful. I love you,” I say, tucking her dark hair behind her ear.

She bites her lip again, and I think she’s finally going to tell me. But just as she takes a breath, the door to the range opens.

“Yo, Casper! You done?” Knox shouts from the doorway, and I want to punch him in his face.

He can’t see us from where we’re standing, but she was so close to telling me. He knows we were in here fucking, so what could he possibly want?