Marrying an Asshole (Dirty Fuckers MC 3)

“It looks like someone else is having a little morning problem.”

“I liked being in your arms all night.”

He helped her lower down onto his dick. They were naked together, and he knew he should stop, and put on a condom. He didn’t want to though. There was no way she was getting rid of him, and he wanted to own every part of her.

The feel of her naked pussy gripping him drove him crazy.

“You’re so fucking perfect,” he said.

“This is what you wanted?” she asked.

“Hell yeah, this is the way I should wake up every morning.” He gripped her hips, and moved her up and down his shaft, driving deeper inside her.

Suzy moaned, and he watched his dick disappear within her body, her perfect cunt gripping him tightly as he fucked her.

“Please, Pixie,” she said.

“Give it to me, baby.” Releasing her hips, he slipped his fingers through her slit and started to stroke over her clit. Her teeth sank into her lip as she tried to contain her sounds. “I want to hear you scream my name. Don’t fight it. Give it all to me.”

“It feels so good, Pixie, so good.”

“I know.” He teased her clit, feeling each little quiver and tightening of her cunt around his cock. She felt fucking wonderful, and he didn’t want it to stop. In fact, he wanted to fill her with his spunk, and do it all over again. Pixie waited until she came, flooding his dick with her cream, and then he flipped her onto her back, and rode her hard.

He grabbed her hands, pinning them on either side of her head, claiming her lips at the same time as he fucked her pussy. He branded her as his own. Suzy belonged to him. One day soon he hoped for the whole of the club to know the truth so he didn’t have to hide it anymore.

There was no other woman for him. He’d accepted it, and now he wanted her to accept it as well.

Letting go of her hands, he glided his down to cup her hips. He didn’t release her lips, kissing her throughout as his orgasm started to build. The kiss went deeper as his release rushed through him. Spilling his cum into her pussy, he filled her up. At the back of his mind, he wondered if he’d get her pregnant.

You shouldn’t do this.

Pulling back from the kiss, he moved his hands to cup her face. “Hey,” he said.

She smiled at him. “That is some way to wake up in a morning.”

“It’s good.”

“Yes, it is.”

A spark of guilt rushed through him.

“What’s the matter?” she asked.

“Nothing. Chloe comes back today.”

“Oh, yeah, she does.”

“I’m thinking we need to come up with a plan so we can spend some time together.”

“We find ways of being together all the time.” She cupped his cheek. “We’ll figure it out.”

“Why don’t we just tell people? My brother knows.”

“I don’t know. I guess I’m just a little nervous that people will treat me differently.”

“Why?”

“You’re known for leaving brokenhearted women with other men. Your brother, or whoever you share your women with. I don’t want to deal with that.”