Charming Asshole (Killer of Kings 3)

“I need you, baby. Let me make you feel good.” No cars had passed, but even if one drove by, he didn’t care.

June cautiously climbed off the back of the bike, and Killian shifted back a bit and helped June put her legs around him. Once they were face to face, her thighs spread wide, her dress immediately rode up to her hips. Her pretty pink pussy glistened in the sunshine. He wet his lips, wishing he had time to do down on her, but he had a lifetime to get between her legs and explore her body. She’d changed so much over the years, maturing into the most lush and tempting woman he’d ever seen. He’d spend the rest of his life making love to her

Right now was about fucking.

She looked down at his bulging boxer briefs.

“You like it? Do you like my cock, June?”

She nodded, running her fingers over the length.

“It’s all yours, baby. Anytime you need to be fucked, that’s what I’m here for,” said Killian. And he was always ready. Just thinking about June had him raring to go.

He pulled his boxers out of the way, his cock jutting out, hard and virile. She bit her lower lip and began stroking him, up and down. Killian closed his eyes and savored her touch.

“How can you think about sex now?” she asked. “I’m still shaken up from everything that happened. This isn’t the life I’m used to.”

“And you won’t be getting used to it. From here on out, smooth sailing, baby girl.”

“Promise?”

“No matter what happens, I’ll always be there for you and Killian. You’re my life, and I was a fool to think I could walk away the first time,” said Killian.

She slipped the straps of her sundress and bra down her shoulders, allowing those huge tits to spill out. They were fucking delicious, and he’d never get enough of June’s body.

“That’s my girl.” He grabbed her waist, pulling her forward until his face was buried between her tits. Killian sucked on her pebbled nipples, drowning in that perfect softness. Pre-cum slipped from the head of his dick. She was driving him crazy.

June moaned, the tension in her body easing away. “God, that feels good.”

“Put your feet on the pegs and sit on my dick. I’m hard for you, June. You’re all I think about.”

She did as told, bracing her weight up on the pegs as she held onto his shoulders. He fluffed up her dress as she positioned herself over his erection. Killian closed his eyes as she sank down, her tight cunt grabbing his dick.

“Fuck, you’re perfect.” He groaned when she was fully seated, holding her hips in a bruising grip. “Ride me hard, baby. Show me how much you love fucking your man.”

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June liked the sound of that. She wanted to be Killian’s—body, soul, and mind. She was afire with need. Just one look or touch of Killian and she was gone. No regular man would do for her. She was a big girl and needed a strong, capable man to handle her. Killian was raw strength and power, his charm and confidence off the charts. He held her securely while keeping the bike in place, and she never once felt unsafe in his arms.

His shoulders were broad and hard with muscle. He was so beautiful and deadly rolled into one, his ice-blue eyes piercing in the sunlight. His thick, hard cock filled every inch of her, satisfying her in ways only he could. She might complain, but she loved his no holds barred attitude and dirty side. They complemented each other perfectly.

When she began to rise up and down, the pressure immediately started to build deep in her cunt. She watched his eyes roll back as he licked his lips. His beautiful lips. June leaned forward to kiss him. She wanted all of him.

“I’m sorry for all the bullshit I put you through,” he said between kisses.

She cut him off by kissing him deeper, their tongues mingling. He tasted like spearmint. The entire world went away, leaving just the two of them. His kisses moved to her neck as he held her waist on either side, lifting her up and down over his cock. He took control, using his strong arms to help her ride him.

A lone car drove by, but she was past caring that they could be seen fucking on a motorcycle. She could smell the ocean, hear the waves in the distance, and Killian was ravishing her body.

“Such a dirty girl,” he said, taking her harder. “You’re all mine. Mine to fuck. Mine to keep.”

“Yes,” she said. “Make me yours.”

His fingers dug into her hips as he pistoned in and out of her with increased intensity. She felt so full, so completely claimed. As her orgasm surfaced she couldn’t help but cry out with each exhale. He rocked her body in just the right way, taking her into that beautiful pre-orgasmic bliss. When her body finally erupted, she wrapped her arms around Killian’s neck and held on as the erotic waves hit her hard. He growled and rammed her hips down over his cock a few more times until he filled her with his hot cum.

They held each other until their breathing settled, the warm breeze cooling their heated flesh.

“Sorry, sweetheart. I couldn’t wait until we got home. Next time, I’ll take you nice and slow.” He combed his hand through her hair, and kissed her once on the lips. “You can’t even imagine all the things I want to do to your gorgeous body.”