That Ass Is Mine

With her backside pointed at him, she slowly wriggled out of her jeans, pushing them past her hips and down. She wore matching lace panties and as she stepped out of her jeans, she arched her back and swayed to the beat.

Spinning around to give him a full view, she slid to the floor, legs spread, back arched, offering herself up in submission.

Take it all off.

Talia didn’t know what came over her, but as she released the catch of her bra, she no longer cared. For however long Sarge deemed her his, she belonged to him. She wasn’t going to go down without a fight. There had been a few times she’d watched the way the men stared at the stage. As if the women on the pole were goddesses. There was only one man she had wanted for herself and that was Sarge.

She’d played with her pussy many times, imagining him watching her, wanting her, begging for her. She looked to where he sat and was shocked to see him with his cock in his hand.

A rush of power ran over her, and she couldn’t deny her need for him.

Whatever Sarge did to her, she didn’t want it to stop.

Chapter Five

One week later

Sarge rolled over and smiled as he watched Talia sleep. Glancing over her shoulder, he saw the clock read just after seven in the morning. They’d both been working hard the past week. Talia came into work with him, and well, he didn’t see a reason to take her home to her place at night. He was already breaking so many rules, so he didn’t see a reason to stop.

He’d never brought a woman home here.

Whenever he’d fucked a woman in the past, he’d gotten a motel room or simply gone back to her place. Being in an MC, he’d known how clingy women could be and when he wanted a simple hookup, he’d always been blunt, never allowing a woman to think there could be more than there actually was.

Running his fingers down the curve of Talia’s back, he pushed the blanket out of the way to trace the curves. He loved her body, the fullness of it.

She released a little sigh and as he moved the blanket down to her thighs, he admired the curves of her ass.

“Don’t you want me to get some sleep?” she asked, yawning even as she woke up.

“I believe sleep is overrated.”

She giggled. “Is that right?” She went to turn around, but his grip on her hips kept her in place. “Sarge, what are you doing?”

“You know from the moment you walked into my bar, I knew you were going to be trouble.”

“You didn’t have to hire me.”

“Oh, yes, I did. You looked sad and lost. Lonely even. I knew you were struggling, but I tell you, the moment you dropped your cell phone onto the floor, bent down to pick it up, I knew I was in heaven. I shouldn’t have hired you at all.”

“You hired me because you liked my ass?”

He cupped the delicious mounds and groaned. “Baby, you need to realize this ass is a work of art.” He gripped the cheeks tightly and gave them a little slap. “So fucking beautiful.”

She cried out as he bent down and sank his teeth into the flesh.

“So tasty.” He couldn’t get enough. Sliding his hand beneath, he stroked over her pussy, finding her already soaking wet. He pushed a finger inside her, pulling out, adding a second one, sliding in deep. This time, they both moaned at the instant hit of pleasure they both got.

It still amazed him how wet she was.

How much she wanted him.

A week had passed, and for him, that was like breaking a record when it came to a woman.

He hadn’t given Talia a moment to herself. Whenever they were alone, he fucked her, touched her, needed her. His cock was in constant need around her, and not once did it stop. He just had to have her.

“Talia, I want you to grab your ass and spread yourself for me.”

She was so fucking trusting, she did exactly what he asked. No questions. Nothing. She opened herself up to him like a ripe offering, begging to be fucked. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it beneath her hips, showing her pussy and asshole even more.

Drawing his fingers out of her pussy, he began to coat her asshole. Getting her nice and slick. He’d been wanting to take her ass since they started this, and so he reached up into his drawer, taking out the lubricant he’d purchased for this very night.

He unscrewed the cap and applied a good amount to his cock, getting it nice and slick. When he was ready, he used some more on her asshole.

“Sarge, what are you doing?” she asked.

He moved over her, brushing her neck with a kiss. “I’m taking what I want. I love this ass, Talia. I want it. Are you going to let me have it?” he asked.