Tina’s legs wrap around my waist, and I guide the head of my cock onto her tight hole. Fuck she’s tight. I pull back enough to get a good look at our bodies joined together. Her pussy lips are stretched around me, hugging me so damn tight, the sight is nearly enough to get me off. Pushing deeper in, I wish I was feeling her skin to skin, but I’m a patient man and in time we’ll get there.
When she told me that fucker demanded a baby of her, I wanted to go all caveman and pound on my chest while telling her that no man will ever put a baby in her but me. I held back. Didn’t want to scare her away by coming on so damn strong so fast, but I can’t help how I feel. I know what I want and that’s Tina as my old lady.
I gaze into her eyes hoping she knows that I cherish this gift of her body and her trust. I draw out and push back in, her body readily accepting me she’s so fucking wet for me. Her tightness squeezes around me, and I have to pause for a minute to keep from nutting like a damn schoolboy. She feels that damn good. That fucking perfect. She smiles lazily at me, and I keep going, increasing the pace and intensity of my thrusts. Her nails scratch down my back as I pump into her.
Tina arches her hips, meeting my every thrust, living my cock. Loving the way I’m fucking her. Sweat beads across my forehead. Fuck it’s hot in here but she’s hotter. I bring my mouth down on hers—claiming her lips, claiming her body. My girl comes alive beneath me. Her fingers trail my arms and the ridges of my chest. She looks up at me with so many emotions swirling in her hazel eyes. None of them may not be love yet but we’ll get there, I have no doubt about that.
The room grows hotter and she unravels beneath me. Her pussy clenches around me and a tremble moves through her body. I roll my girl to her stomach and guide Tina, instructing her on how to bow her head and pop her ass in the air so I can take what’s mine from behind. A scene I’ve imagined a thousand times since I first saw her plays out before me. I grip that sweet ass I’ve been dreaming about, sliding between the thick globes, hammering into her sweet heat. I lean forward and kiss her spine. My balls tighten, and I can’t hold it in any longer. I spank her ass and let go. My orgasm quakes through my veins, and right when I’m fucking cumming all in her the condom breaks.
“Fuck,” I his
s, pulling out. My cum is leaking out of her, and I love the sight so much I take my fingers and push it back inside her and smear it over her asshole, marking where I plan to claim her next. I’m going to claim every hole—her mouth and ass are next. Tina pushes back, and I tease at her ass. She’s so damn responsive and perfect for me. I toss the condom to the floor; it’s not doing us any good. I roll her over and slam back inside her needing her again. Her perfect pussy accepts me greedily, squeezing me tight.
It isn’t long before she’s getting off again. “Damn, baby, you’re burning up,” I tell her noticing the sweat dripping down her chest, but fuck it is hot in here. I pull back and sniff the air. “Do you smell smoke?”
Her eyes widen and she gives the air a sniff too. “I think…I think the building is on fire.” I see the panic registering on her face. Disappointing my dick, I pull out and jerk my jeans back up my legs. “Put something on,” I tell her, trying not to panic. The smell of smoke grows stronger as I get to the small hallway of the apartment. The air is thick with smoke, but I don’t see any fire yet. Tina comes up behind me.
“What’s happening?”
“Fuck if I know but we need to get outside. It’s not good to be inhaling all this smoke.” I grab my cut off the back of the couch and lead Tina down the stairs and that’s when I see it. The bakery below the apartment is on fire. It could be a coincidence, but my gut tells me her little weasel of an ex is behind this. I pull out my cellphone and dial emergency services. What I really want to do is go find that bastard and put a boot in his ass, but Char and Cooter invested their whole lives in this business.
I have Tina move her car away from the building, and I move my motorcycle and call Saw so he can tell Camreigh. Flames shoot out the windows of the bakery and lick up the sides of the building. We were lucky to get out when we did. By the time the local volunteer fire department arrives on the scene it’s too late to save it. I doubt anything will be salvageable as the blaze engulfs the building next door.
Char and Cooter arrive minutes after the fire department. Char bursts into tears burying her head in Cooter’s chest unable to watch her livelihood go up in flames. Sawyer shows up next along with other members of the club. Everyone wanting to help but finding there isn’t much to be done but let the firefighters do their job to work on extinguishing the flames.
“What the fuck happened?” Saw questions me.
“Not sure. We were in bed and started smelling smoke.” Out of respect for my woman I leave out the fact that I was balls deep inside her and plan on being back there as soon as possible. I hug Tina tighter into my side and press a kiss to her temple.
“Guess this means Camreigh has no choice but to move in with me now.” He tries not to smile at the fact at the expense of Char losing her business.
“Guess I had better be on the hunt for a new place,” Tina mumbles.
“You already have a place with me. You can stay with me and Gramps.”
“Vegas,” she says softly.
“Don’t argue, woman. You’re there most of the time anyway. Only difference will be that when I get home you won’t be rushing off.” I grin.
“You’re crazy, you know that?”
“Crazy about you. Romeo was right, you know?”
“About what?”
“Your pussy has wrecked my damn pecker.” I chuckle, and she smacks me as Saw roars with laughter.
Our laughter is short lived though, when we hear them radioing for the coroner. They found a body inside the bakery. I think Tina and I both know it will belong to Matt. I hated the fucker but I’m not sure he deserved to die.
Tina sheds a single tear, and I don’t begrudge her that. I know she’s mine and that she’s hurting for the man she thought she loved and knew.
“Let’s go home, Sweet Ass.”
Chapter 15
—Tina
“You know that’s not where that goes,” Gramps grumbles, banging his cane on the porch.