Sinners are Winners (KPD Motorcycle Patrol 5)

She squeaked.

“More?” I asked, going back down.

She nodded.

“You’re going to have to come to me, darlin’.” I pushed her ass. “I need you sitting on my face for this to work. Don’t make my abs do any more than they have to.”

She quietly laughed but did what I asked, going up on her knees on the kitchen floor and then slowly lowering herself down by widening her stance.

Then her pussy was exactly where I wanted and needed it.

I circled her clit, my eyes going up the length of her body as I watched her grab her boobs and separate them so she could watch me work.

“Play with your nipples while I do this,” I ordered.

She pinched them both between her fingers seconds later, her body lowering down just a tiny fraction more, ordering me without words to get to work.

I would’ve smiled had my lips not already been busy on their task—which was sucking her sweet little bundle of nerves between them and flicking the tiny bud with my tongue.

Her gasp had me once again staring up at her, only she was no longer watching me, her head was tilted back in abandon.

Oh yes, she was definitely enjoying it.

I went back to work, circling her clit while flicking it. Pretty much driving her to the brink but not actually pushing her over the edge.

Stiffening my tongue next, I went lower, spearing her on it.

A loud moan of surprise left her lips, and then she was putting even more weight on my face.

I fucking loved it.

Hands tightening on her thighs, I urged her to move on my face, sliding my tongue side to side as I once again went back to focusing on her clit.

“Ohhh,” she breathed. “Yes. I’m so close.”

Her hips went from a smooth motion to a jerky one, and I knew that she was indeed close.

I pulled my hand away from her thigh and worked it in between her body and mine.

When I had it where I wanted her, I sucked her clit back between my lips, then shoved two fingers deep inside of her pussy.

That was all she needed.

The penetration.

Curling my fingers forward, I coaxed her orgasm from her body, and she screamed.

It was death by pussy, but oh, what a way to go.

When she finally came back to herself, she fell off of me and to the side, her body sprawling in a limp mess as she tried to catch her breath to no avail.

“That was…” She paused. “That was the best thing ever.”

I laughed and gathered her to me, rolling until I was on top of her.

My hard cock was once again pressed against her, and I slowly worked myself between her thighs.

When my cock notched at her entrance on its own, I took it as the sign it was and slowly started to sink inside.

Her eyes stayed on mine as she watched me work.

Her mouth dropped open in a silent moan, and I watched her face the entire time that I sank inside of her, only looking away when I reached the end.

I stilled, then slowly let my eyes trail down the length of her body.

Her breasts were rising and falling with each ragged breath she inhaled, and I had to yank my gaze away to see what I really wanted to see—which was her entrance stretched obscenely around the root of my cock.

I pulled out, then pushed back inside, all the while watching where we were connected.

“What’s it look like?” she asked, sounding breathless.

“Like everything I ever wanted,” I grunted, pulling back out and slowly easing back inside. “Like the hottest porn I’ve ever watched. Like something straight out of my wildest dreams.”

She reached down her body and slowly pulled the lips of her sex apart, giving me an even better view.

I felt my balls draw up.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” I said, eyes flicking up to hers only to return to the show down below.

She went up onto one elbow, changing the angle slightly, and spread the lips of her sex as best as she could with one hand.

Together we watched as I fucked her.

Slow and steady.

“You’re right,” she breathed. “Hottest porn ever.”

My eyes lifted from the show down below, to the one higher up.

Her breasts jiggled with each thrust of my hips, bouncing so high that she was almost hit in the chin with them.

“Can you lick your nipples?” I wondered.

Her eyes went from her pussy, where we were connected, to me.

“What?” she breathed.

I bared my teeth in a feral smile.

“Can you lick your own nipples,” I repeated. “Bring one of your breasts up to your mouth.”

She did as I asked, bringing it as far up as she could.

Then poked that cute little tongue out.

And she could, indeed, lick her own nipples.

She circled that turgid dusky brown tip with her tongue, all the while keeping her gaze locked with mine.