Hammer (Regulators MC 2)

Pressing against her back, I drive my dick into her pussy again to get it as wet as I can then lean over and put my lips to the shell of her ear. “You gonna let me take that ass, darlin’?”

She nods her head wildly, but that isn’t enough for me. Once again, I want the words.

I use my teeth to nip her earlobe then growl, “Tell me what you’re gonna give me, Jane.”

“My ass!” she wails desperately as I sink myself repeatedly into her cunt.

“What do you want me to do with your sweet ass?” I murmur back.

“Fuck it! Please fuck my ass, Hammer!”

“Damn straight, woman.”

I pull myself out of her pussy then place the tip of my cock at her rosette as I pull my fingers out. I don’t wait for her to close up again before I push myself in carefully. I would never hurt a woman who trusted me enough to be this intimate with her. However, I will do my best to turn her inside out until the edge of pain mixes with pleasure.

I keep pushing slowly until I am seated completely inside of her then give her body time to adjust.

Looking up, I have no doubt that every brother’s eyes are glued to the sexy blonde. It feels good to cut loose and get lost in a woman who is open to being wild.

As Jane’s body relaxes around me again, I feel the tightening and throbbing in my balls. It won’t be long now before I am done, and I want Jane to get off one more time before I do.

My eyes land on my empty beer bottle in front of her, and I know it is exactly what I need. Grabbing it, I guide Jane’s hand around it and then move it down until it is poised at the apex of her legs.

She begins rocking her body against me and murmuring all sorts of incoherent things as I use her own hand to guide the bottle back into her body as I did before.

“Please, Hammer. Oh, God, please!”

Putting my lips at her ear, I demand, “Tell me what you want again, Jane.”

As I quicken the strokes of the bottle inside of her while still inside her ass, she screams, “Fuck my ass, please!”

“Hell yeah.”

I pull out to almost my tip and plunge back inside her, riding her while making sure she keeps the bottle moving inside her pussy so I can feel it rubbing up against me through her thin walls.

My balls draw up tight to my body, and I fight the need to come so I can push Jane over the edge before I explode inside her. My strokes start coming a little harder in my desperation, but I know I’m not hurting her, because she is moaning about it being the best of her life.

Just when I start to wonder if I’m going to be able to get her off again, Jane goes rigid in my arms and screams out in ecstasy.

My dick can’t take the vise of her muscles around me. It pushes me over into my own orgasm that is so hard a buzz sounds in my ears, and I think I might go blind from the pleasure. Yet, somehow, I manage to hold myself.

We are both breathing raggedly, and Jane’s entire body still trembles from her back-to-back releases.

Once I catch my breath, I push myself up and off her, making sure not to move away in case she’s unable to hold herself up. Pulling the condom off my cock with one hand, I tuck my cock back into my jeans with the other hand, and then back up, but when Jane sways, I reach out so she doesn’t fall to the floor.

I can’t help myself. I laugh that I have basically fucked her stupid.

Holding her steady, I turn at the waist and throw the condom in the open trashcan behind me before turning back around and pulling her up until she rests against my chest. “You okay, woman?”

Through her shallow, little gasps for air, I hear her mumble somewhat incoherently, “I think I saw Jesus!”

Confused but definitely more than amused, I turn her around to face me. “You think you saw Jesus?”

Her head bobs up and down almost drunkenly. “Well, at least, I hope I did since I’m pretty sure I just died and went to heaven. You’d wanna see Jesus then, too, right?”

I throw my head back and laugh.

The woman is a little nutty, but a damn good time.

She pulls away from me and wobbles on her feet for a second before finding her footing. Bending down, she scoops her clothes up in her hands to hold them against her chest like a shield and then turns back to me.

Giving me a saucy smile, she says, “You’re one hell of a man, Hammer. Let me know if you ever change your mind about having an ol’ lady, because whoever makes it there with you is one hell of a lucky lady.”