Crow: Kings of Carnage MC - Prospects

Her tits in full view and the leather on her milky skin has my dick swells instantly.

My ol’ lady.

Pulling off the rest of her dress, I fall to my knees and drop my head between her thighs. Using my fingers, I spread her open and swipe my tongue along her heat. She bucks, her hands tangling in my hair.

“Oh Crow!” she whispers, her eyes rolling into the back of her head.

Since she’s moved in with me, fucking is pretty much all we do. Eat. Fuck. Do laundry. Fuck. Go to work. Fuck. I can’t get enough of her. North calls it a honeymoon stage and that our rabbit fucking will eventually slow down, but I have yet to see any hint of that happening. A long chaotic day of looking over my shoulder with the brothers and then coming home to sweet Maybelline is the perfect combo.

My hand slides up her taut little stomach until my palm rests on her tit, her perky nipple calling me to pinch it. She hisses through her teeth, and I continue to lap at her like a starving man.

“Crow, we should get away from the window.” She breathes heavily.

My eyes look to the right, taking note that the big open window sits right there. I don’t want anyone to see what’s mine. To see Maybelline climax, and her eyes roll into the back of her head. Grabbing her by the ass, her legs around my head, I continue to lick at her nub and walk us toward the middle of the store. My boot kicks a table and steps right, trying to navigate myself to the counter where the register is. Finally making it there without dropping her or tripping, I set her bare ass down on the glass that holds the baked goods and spread her thighs wide open. Dipping two fingers into her wet pussy, she falls flat on her back and gasps. Arching my fingers, I find her G-spot and tickle it until I notice her toes curl in her sandals.

“There! Right there!” she moans, and I dive in on her clit, nipping and sucking so hard she tenses beneath me as she comes to ecstasy. Her writhing coming to a stop, I stand up. She’s trying to catch her breath, and I reach for a napkin to wipe her juices off my face and stubble.

God, I love watching her come undone like that. She’s this cute little book nerd that is shy and sweet, but in the bedroom, she can control what I do to her body.

Sitting up, she covers her chest, looking around for her dress. Shit, it’s over by the chair. I help her down first and then go fetch her dress. I hold it open for her to step in and help tie it behind her neck.

Turning, I readjust the cut on her, and she smiles, looking down at her outfit.

“It looks good on you.” I grin, my breath smelling of her.

Her face falls and she looks up.

“Hey Crow, isn’t the camera pointed right at the register.”

The blood drains from my face.

“Fuck!” Heading to the office in the back, I pull up the security camera, hoping to delete the footage before Chaos or anyone sees it. I’m such a fucking idiot. I put the shit up and I forgot about it.

“Hey, Crow.”

“Hmm,” I answer, but my focus is on the computer and the time-lapse I have to get to so I can delete our own little porno. Knowing Ruin, he’ll upload this shit and make money, and then I’ll have to kill him.

“I need to tell you something.” Maybelline’s voice is almost a whisper.

“Yeah, sure. What’s up?”

“Crow!” She raises her voice, and I turn around, surprised by her tone.

She holds a bakery box with an odd look on her face.

Confusion pulling at my features, I take the box from her. Did she bake me a muffin? She’s definitely getting better at making baked goods since she’s learned to slow down.

“What’s this?” I ask, sniffing for a hint of what could be inside.

“Open it.” She bites her bottom lip and waits with doe eyes.

Pulling the pink lid open, there’s a white plastic thing inside, not a muffin. I observe it closer and it becomes clear what it is. Holy shit!

My eyes snap to hers and she smiles.

“I’m pregnant.”

THE END