Dirty Girl (Going All the Way 2)

He trailed his free hand down her belly and stopped when he was close to her clit, and she felt his body heat spear her.

Lowering his gaze to her pussy again, he said, “Look at you, so greedy for me.” He moved his fingers through her folds, so agonizingly slowly that she gritted her teeth and forced herself not to squirm on his lap. He lifted his hand up, showed her his now glistening fingers, and brought them to his mouth. She knew how she looked as she watched him suck those digits into his mouth: aroused and so damn ready for him.

He groaned once he had sucked them clean.

“Just take me, Booshie. God, I can’t handle it anymore.”

“You want my cock, Naggie?”

“You know I do.”

“I won’t go easy, won’t whisper sweet words and make love to you.” He pulled back only enough that he could grip her chin with his thumb and forefinger. “I’m going to fuck you, and it is going to be just as hard and rough as it was when I had you in my bed.”

Her breath hitched.

“Does that scare you? Do I scare you?”

“No.” She breathed out that one word. “I think I’ve been waiting for you to come into my life for a very long time.” She had no idea why she said that, but it was too late to take the words back now.

He gave her that damn half smile, and she knew he liked hearing what she just said. He was a sadist in some respects, and she realized she liked being his good little masochist.16Booshie wasn’t about to fuck around any longer, because he wanted Naggie too damn bad. He balanced her on his lap with one hand on her lower back and reached between their bodies to align his dick with her pussy. When he moved the tip of his erection along her slicked-up folds, he had to grit his teeth not to thrust into her.

“I can’t go slow, baby.” Her pussy was spread out before him, and he loved her in this position, loved that she was completely open for him.

“Fuck me, Booshie.”

He pulled her forward, rested his head on her chest, and inhaled deeply. Her nipples were right there for the taking, and his mouth watered for more. He took the tip into his mouth, sucked and nipped until she was rubbing her cunt on his cock, and knew he wasn’t going to last.

He rubbed his face over her breasts, loved the little sounds she made, and grabbed the root of his cock. He gritted his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut. He lifted his hips slightly and lodged the head of his dick in her body.

He worked himself up inside her and loved that he could see her cream slip down his length.

“God, Booshie, I feel like you’re splitting me in two.”

“You fucking like my big cock in your cunt. You like that I am stretching your shit and making you work to take it all.” When his pelvis met hers, they both groaned out in unison. He gripped her hips, no longer holding her hands behind her back, and lifted her up until just the tip of his dick was inside her now.

“You’re so big, and I feel so full.”

He started pushing her down on his shaft again and then lifting her back up. He did this continuously until her tits bounced between them and his dick was slick with her juices. His cock thickened, and his balls drew up tight. Still holding onto her hips, he stood and turned with her still in his arms.

Booshie grunted in distaste when he was forced to set her on her feet. But he quickly turned her around, pushed her down so she had to bend over her workstation chair to steady herself, and slammed his shaft back into her. She cried out when he bottomed out in her cunt in one swift move.

He pounded into her in long, hard strokes, and the sound of her body sucking at his shaft surrounded him.

“That’s it, Naggie, take all of me. I’m never going to get enough.” He slammed into her especially hard, so much so that she fell forward. Her ass was up, her face down, and now he fucked her like some kind of feral beast. “Say it, baby, say who you belong to.” His orgasm approached, but he wouldn’t get off until she came again.

“Yours, Booshie. I am yours. All of it is yours.” Her pussy contracted around him, and she milked him until his orgasm came rushing up. When she slumped forward, he pulled out and picked her up in his arms. He sat back in the chair with her in his lap, and she rested her head on his chest.

It felt good to hold her and not worry about if she was going to cling to him or not. In fact, he wanted her to be attached to him, because he sure as fuck was attached to her already. It was also nice knowing she hadn’t been with all the other members of the MC. Booshie was used to the club pussy that walked around, not caring that they jumped from one Vicious Bastard to the other, trying to increase their status in the club.