Family Ties (Ashby Crime Family)

So did I.

And then his cock invaded my body, slowly at first, but he was big and my pussy pulsed and clamped down around him, squeezing with every inch as he sank into me. For a brief moment, when his cock reached its limit, my body went still and so did his. “You all right?”

I looked up into gray eyes, lit to silver by the matching sliver of moonlight that slashed across his face. “Yeah,” I smiled. “I’m all right.”

A relieved smile stretched across his face and Charlie leaned, one hand slid through my hair and pulled me closer until our foreheads touched, his other hand gripped one hip and pulled me to the edge of the table and slowly, his cock slid farther and farther away. “Charlie,” I groaned in warning and a second later his cock slammed into me, hard and deep. “Oh, fuck!”

He smiled and let out a low groan, performing the move over and over until I trembled against his body. My arms scrambled to find something to hold on to, finding only his broad shoulders.

“So. Fucking. Wet.” He said around a grimace of pleasure.

I smiled at his words, at the passionate way they left his mouth. “That’s all you, Mr. President.”

“Ah, fuck.” His hips moved faster, sinking his cock deeper and deeper until it felt like we were one being. Hard and deep. That was how he fucked me, his gaze on mine to make sure I was still enjoying it, but the truth was I didn’t think a word existed to describe how much I enjoyed it.

“Oh God, Charlie!” His cock expanded inside of me and that was all I needed before liquid flooded my body. The sound of his cock sliding in and out of me was almost indecent. But I didn’t give a damn. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pushed my hips forward, eager for every stroke of pleasure he pounded into my body, and he pounded good.

Hard.

Fast.

Deep.

I could barely catch my breath between strokes and then it was there, my orgasm ripped to the surface and I shook violently, hanging on to him for dear life as pleasure threatened to carry me away.

“Shit,” he growled and gripped me tighter as my pussy clenched hard and fast around him. “Oh fuck, Vannah!”

His hips moved lightning fast, pounding hard and deep, hungry, until his body tightened with tension and then loosened as pleasure shot out of him and straight into me.

“Fuck. Oh fuck.” He said the words over and over, hips moving ever slower as if he couldn’t stop, couldn’t get enough of me.

I fell backwards against the table, a move that sent his cock surging as deep as it could go, ripping a groan from both of us. “Charlie, that was…holy fuck.” I still couldn’t breathe, and I couldn’t stop smiling either. I had never had sex like that before, never been fucked like that before, and I definitely never, ever, had more than one orgasm in a night. Not with another person, anyway.

“You okay?”

“I am more than okay, Charlie. I’m blown away. I’m relaxed for the first time in months. Bet I could come again too.”

One black brow arched up at the moment his cock slipped from my body. “Yeah? I’m willing to test that theory if you are.”

I stared at his semi-erect dick skeptically and he laughed. “Your dick is fantastic, but I’m not sure it’s magic.”

He laughed again. “Fantastic, huh?” His chest puffed out with masculine pride and two fingers slid up and down my opening, taking his jizz as it leaked out of me and rubbing it against my clit.

“Fantastic,” he said again and slid two fingers deep, fucking me with them like a jackhammer. All I could do was lie back and take it, crying and then shouting my pleasure.

The third orgasm was raw and intense. I humped at his hand like a hungry little puppy. I didn’t give a damn, not when he leaned over and sucked my clit so hard, he pulled a fourth orgasm from me.

I lie there limp, damn near lifeless, with the biggest, goofiest grin on my face. “Wow. Fantastic.”

Charlie pulled up his pants and helped me get my jeans back on. I straightened up my clothes before he grabbed my hand, walking past the diner a little taller as we made our way back to his bike. We made the long trip back to his place, and I wasn’t afraid to say the vibrations of his bike had me on edge.

We cruised in relaxed silence, and once inside, we went straight to bed.

His bed.

Where we stayed for the rest of the night.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Charlie

“Oh, fuck!” My hips bucked as my cock spilled down Savannah’s throat as the shower rained down on us, barely lukewarm after forty minutes of water play.