Repeat Offender (Souls Chapel Revenants MC 1)

As he said ‘kink’ I felt his cock line up with my entrance.

By the time he said ‘out’ he’d slammed inside.

I would’ve screamed if I had breath in my lungs to utilize.

Luckily, his hand had covered my mouth at the same time, just in case that was the outcome.

I all but melted as he started to move, my back going tight, and my ass pushing up to urge him on.

I was so wet that he slid in easily, much easier than yesterday.

And God, did I feel so filled.

So, so filled.

He was so big inside of me that there wasn’t an inch of unstretched skin that wasn’t surrounding him tightly.

My pussy felt like it was maxed out, and he was pressing on things even specifically designed G-spot vibrators couldn’t find.

He knew it, too.

He would pull out fast, only to slow down when his cock was halfway inside, sliding over one specific spot that was like a link straight to my clit.

Speaking of my clit, it was getting thwacked deliciously by his balls. Each time he pushed inside that last little bit, they’d swing up and tap me, not quite giving me enough to get off, but definitely giving me that something extra that was a teasing caress that showed what I would at some point have.

“Stay down or they’ll see you,” he ordered. “I have to make it look like I’m working on it.”

I was about to say ‘what the fuck does that mean’ when out of the corner of my eye, Lynn’s face popped up onto the screen.

All you could see was him from about mid-chest up. Still looking perfectly coiffed.

At some point during now and earlier, when I’d undone them, he’d fixed his buttons and tie, making it appear as if it was business as usual.

Only, it wasn’t.

He was balls-deep inside of me and pulsing to boot.

“Working on it. It’s a frayed cable or something,” Lynn explained.

He bent down as if to pick something up, and the movement on the screen matched the thrust of his cock inside of me.

My eyes nearly crossed.

“Continue. I’m holding it together with my fingers, but audio still works, gentlemen,” he lied.

He lied through his big fat…

His cock pulled out when his face once again blinked off screen, then he was putting each of his hands on my hips and thrusting so fast and hard inside of me that had he not shoved the folded handkerchief—where it’d come from I didn’t know—into my mouth, the scream would’ve broken glasses with its intensity.

“Oh, baby,” he whispered so low that I almost didn’t hear it. “You’re so fuckin’ naughty. I like it.”

“We can continue this call another time,” the raspy voice declared. “I’ve got what I need, and if I don’t, I’ll call again with messages. This technology bullshit is something that I don’t like dealing with anyway.”

Lynn’s finger found my ass again, this time not stopping at just pressing against it, but slipping all the way inside.

I jolted on his desk, my head knocking into something that I hadn’t realized was there, and Lynn once again came back onto the screen.

For a second there, he looked absolutely savage.

His thrusting stopped, having seen what I saw, but his finger, however, did not.

It pushed all the way inside until the webbing was the only thing stopping him from going further.

His cock pulsed inside of me, desperate to move.

I, on the other hand, was desperate for him to not move.

Just the finger in my ass was going to set me off.

I could feel a wave starting to wash over me, to take me under.

“Ahh, you’re back,” the raspy voice said. “While I still have you, show me that new Glock you got. The prototype.”

I had no clue who this man was.

I also didn’t care.

Not one bit.

Because, when he leaned forward to get something out of a box up above my head, the move put his cock exactly where I needed it.

I came.

Hard.

So hard, in fact, that the entire desk jolted with my surprise.

My vagina pulsed around him, and then one finger became two in my ass as he slowly pumped into my backside.

Two went to three, and I saw stars.

Literally, they danced in my vision as I tried to blink to clear it.

I have never, not ever, experienced anything quite like it.

Lynn grunted and pulled a gun out of a box.

At the same time, his cock pulled out of my vagina, and I felt the splash of his cum as it hit my back.

Once.

Twice.

Three times.

His face on the monitor hadn’t even changed.

I mean, other than looking absolutely savage.

Though, that might’ve been his default look when it came to him and talking with other people.

I lay panting in a pool of sweat, trying not to move, as Lynn slowly moved his fingers out of my backside.

But, just as I was thinking that this torture session was over, he slid his cock back inside of me, filling me full once again.