Dirty Girl (Going All the Way 2)

“Booshie.”

Dammit, he loved it when she moaned out his name, and he really fucking loved that her panties were nothing more than a white string right between the globes of her ass. “Naggie, baby, you got an ass on you that goes on for miles.” He brought his palm down on her left cheek, and the resounding crack filled the room.

Again, she was a little thing compared to most women he went after, but her tits and bottom were made to be worshipped. He alternated from the left to her right butt cheek, loving the way the mounds jiggled and her flesh started to turn red. She was holding onto the molding, digging her nails into the wood as he continued to spank her ass hard enough that his hand was stinging and had the outline of his fingers on her creamy skin.

But she didn’t complain, didn’t tell him to stop, and in fact kept giving out these little breathy moans that had this need inside him intensifying and climbing to a blistering height. He shoved his pants all the way down and stepped out of them, and then he grabbed his cock again and started stroking himself with one hand as he palmed a cheek of her rear with the other.

“Look at this ass.” Taking the string that was between the cheeks and pulling it out and away from her, he got down on his haunches and leaned in close.

“I wish you’d stop talking, Booshie.” She looked over her shoulder and down at him.

He glanced up at the same time he spread her ass apart. He might have the thong pushed to the side, but it was still in his way. With a small amount of strength, he tore the material away from her and let it fall to the ground.

“I’m done talking, baby.” He leaned in and started licking her pussy over and over again until she finally spread her legs wider and popped her ass out. Booshie tightened his hands on the mounds of her bottom and ate her out like he was a fucking starving man and she was the only thing that could sate his appetite. “Tell me you’ll let me do whatever the hell I want, baby.” He flattened his tongue and ran it up her cleft. He repeated the action and then started sucking on her hard little clit.

“I want you to do whatever you want to me.” The sound of her nails digging into the wood filled his head. Small mewling noises left her the harder and faster he sucked at her clit. She was putty in his hands, and that was just the way he fucking liked it.

The need to be with her, and the fact that every time he had seen her the desire to bend her over and shove his dick into her tight little body, made him insane with lust. She was strong and had willpower to rival any member of the MC, but right now, they were both nothing but animals who had this very physical and primal urge that needed to be taken care of right the fuck now.

There was no denying or running when it came to them finally getting it on. It was inevitable. He didn’t deny himself any longer. He stood, not having nearly enough of her sweet cunt but wanting to move this along, because his dick felt like it was about to explode. He turned her around so she faced him once more, took the back of her head again with a hand in her hair, and squeezed the strands in his fingers.

She moaned out, and the look she gave him was one that had pre-cum slipping from his cockhead. He tilted her head so her neck was bared and claimed her mouth once more. A grunt of pleasure left him at the first touch of his lips to hers, but he wasn’t gentle with her. He wanted her to taste herself on his lips and tongue.

She gasped, which had her mouth opening farther and allowing him to delve his tongue inside. Sweet and salty flavor invaded his tastes buds, filling his mouth and having him crave more.

Over and over, he fucked her with his mouth, stroked her with his tongue, and loved that she rubbed against him. He was thrusting his erection into her belly while he kissed her, needing to be inside her before he exploded, and was about to fucking do that right now. He moved his hands down her back, over the nice big curve of her ass, and slipped them under each cheek. In one move, he lifted her off the ground and turned so he was supporting her weight. “Bedroom,” he grunted against her mouth.

She didn’t pull away but instead kissed him harder and made a low, needy sound. Yeah, tonight he was about to take her harder than he had ever taken a woman before. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and her bare, nearly hairless pussy moved along his cock. Yeah, at the first glance of her pussy just moments before, he realized she kept her pussy lips naked but had a light, trimmed thatch of blonde hair covering her mound.