Never Love an Outlaw: Deadly Pistols MC Romance (Outlaw Love) (24 page)

I smiled as she moaned, my fingers grabbing at her jeans and jerking them down. I never fucked around with the rules. Soon as I laid 'em out, they started
now.

“And if I don't?” Meg purred, teasing me with words, almost as good as her naked skin.

“Then you'll get punished. Spanked, tied up, and fucked so hard you won't be able to dress yourself anyway.”

I had to show her I meant business. Grabbing the waistband to her black lace panties, I tore them down her legs, and popped back up with my palm ready. I slapped her ass so hard she jerked forward, sputtering surprise and delight.

Fuck.
Finding out she had a pain slut streak almost caused my cock to blow on the spot.

“Oh, God. You're a bastard sometimes, Skin.” She turned toward me, one hand on her little ass, rubbing it seductively. “But I love you anyway.”

“Yeah, I love you too. Now, undress me so I can show you how a man fucks his old lady.”

We stepped into the bedroom and stopped near the bed. I watched as she went to work on me with trembling hands. Moonlight spilled through the flimsy old curtains, just enough to see her pupils blow up when I dropped my cut and helped her roll off my shirt.

Chicks always melted when they saw my chest. I flexed, feeling the power in all my ink, feeding the feral need to fuck her pussy, already dripping between her sweet legs.

“Hurry it up, woman, before my dick punches a hole through my pants. You wanna feel every inch of me inside you tonight, or what?”

She smiled nervously, dropped to her knees, and worked on my jeans. I unfastened my belt and shoved them down, fishing out my cock. Goddamn it felt like heaven just to give it some fresh air.

Better, maybe, because her hot little mouth was poised over it. I looked into her moonlit eyes with one command on my lips.

“Suck, baby. Suck me as hard as you want me to fuck you tonight.”

The girl didn't need to be asked twice. I watched Meg's beautiful glossy lips take my tip in her mouth and flick her tongue against it.

Little tease. I fisted her hair and pushed against her head, bringing her down, drawing me deeper into her perfect mouth.

“Fuck!” I growled. Her warmth surrounding me, taking me to another universe, one where there was nothing but my testosterone and her hot, ready holes.

Her tongue glided over me, circled the ridge underneath my cock, sucking up all my pre-come like a good girl. And I leaked it like a ruptured fucking line, my cock swelling a little more each time she pulled with her lips, doing things with her mouth no girl should've been able to do.

I hated the motherfuckers for what they'd done to her in that whorehouse. Had she sucked any of those sick bastards half as hard as she used her mouth on me?

Couldn't imagine it. Didn't want to. The only cock she'd ever obsess over again was already in her mouth, and damn if I wasn't hell-bent on keeping it that way.

“Look at me, baby,” I whispered, pulling gently on her hair 'til I saw her eyes. “Just keep sucking. Don't stop for anything.”

Her eyelids fluttered and she sank down on my dick, as far as she could go. The surprise heat and the moan rippling in her mouth around my cock almost caused me to come on the spot like a fucking school kid.

Shit!
I regained control and brushed her face more gently, encouraging her, giving her the absolute safety she needed, all I'd ever give her for the rest of her life.

“I love you, Meg, you know that? Love you when you've got your lips all over me. Love you when you're laughing, or spitting venom with that hot little tongue. I loved you from the first night I held you in my arms back at the clubhouse, feeling your heat, your pulse against me. You're my whore in this bedroom, babe, but you're gold in my heart. You're my old lady. I don't give a shit how fucked up it seems. It is, and that's all that matters.”

I expected her to stop, to freeze up, maybe to spill a few tears. But I knew I'd done well when I felt her lips tighten. Hot breath brushed over my cock as she inhaled my scent, drew me deeper, sucked me like her entire life depended on it.

“Ah, ah, fuck me alive!” My balls tightened after another minute of her furious sucking. I was ready to spill my passion straight into hers, but that shit wouldn't do when I needed to claim her tonight.

“Enough.” I pulled on her hair and drew her mouth off me.

“You don't want to come in my mouth, Skin? You taste
so good.
” She wiped her lips like a good girl, flashing me a pretty smile.

Tempting. Too bad I wanted to fuck her breathless just a little bit more.

“Hell yeah, I know I do. Don't play dumb with me, babe. You already know exactly what I want. I'm gonna see if you're wet enough to take every inch of me, and then I'm fucking that pussy 'til dawn.”

I watched her rosy nipples harden. Taking her hands, I jerked her up, walked her over to the wall between the bed and the window, and pushed her head down. I threw her hands against the wall and held them there, pressing my power on her.

“You don't move an inch unless I tell you to. I'll hold you up. You're not falling to the ground on my watch.”

I kissed down her back and sank to the floor. My lips went to work automatically, stamping hot kisses upward, starting at her knees. My tongue flicked her skin when I got to her thighs, feeling the heat growing every inch I climbed, stopping just short of the sopping wet sweetness in the middle.

“Hey, I don't know about this. I've never come standing up before. Not sure I can...”

I wanted to laugh in her face. The girl had a lot to learn about her own body. Couldn't wait to show her things she'd never dreamed of.

Her scent drove me wild. I brought my mouth up and pulsed hot breath across her pussy, forcing her to rock her hips.

“Please, Skin.” Meg begged me with words and with her body, and I growled my satisfaction. But I wasn't done with her yet. Not by half.

“No talk,” I warned her. “You can make noise, girl, but it'd better be the sexiest fucking nonsense I've ever heard, especially if you want this.”

I pushed my face in and dragged my tongue across her slit. She threw her head back, shaking and murmuring. Her thighs quaked in my hands, and I put my hands on them, shoving her closer to the wall and pinching her skin tight.

Her clit throbbed behind it all, but she'd be howling like a banshee before I got there. My lips circled back to her thighs, faster this time, before I returned to her pussy and brushed her with more quick, delicate strokes.

Piece by piece, she came apart. Her legs shook harder. She breathed fire.

Panting, moaning, pleading for me.

Exactly where I wanted her.

I didn't truly give her the tongue-work she wanted 'til she rubbed against the wall. The girl was looking for support, relief, anything to save her from the firestorm I'd started in her body, the staggering
need
to have me take total control of her pussy.

Every precious inch of her was mine now. Mine to protect, mine to own, mine to tease, rule, and use as I saw fit.

Luckily for her, I finally saw fit to give her the tongue she was dying for just then.

“There!” she screamed, as soon as I fucked my licks into her, her whole body tensing.

She was really on edge, but not for long. I laid into her with everything I had, pulling her 'til she sat on my face, holding her in mid-air like a gymnast I'd trained to fuck under any circumstances.

Her whole body hitched when I finally moved forward and found her clit. My tongue lashed over it again and again, cutting short, mean circles, digging into her with just the right pressure to send her crashing into O land.

She screamed through her teeth when her pussy tightened. Hot, luscious cream gushed all over me, and I lifted two fingers up, plunging them into her as she convulsed.

She fucked my fingers and my mouth like a goddamned animal. It was so hot my cock throbbed hellfire, aching like a magnet in front of metal.

I'd never known need like this. My blood turned to needles, digging at my veins, telling me to fuck her like a junkie needs his latest hit.

Something primal from deep down inside me dragged itself up and caught me by the throat. I wanted to bury myself balls deep and spill everything I had, whatever it took to meld with this woman, anything to put out the wildfire searing my bones.

I licked and finger fucked her 'til she collapsed against me. Then I stood up, wrapped my arms around her waist, and squeezed her tight while we kissed.

She moaned when she tasted her own sweetness on my lips. She cried out louder when I rubbed my swollen cock against her ass, showing her how bad I needed to fuck her into submission.

“You feel that, babe? There's no hiding anything with you. No secrets. No games.” I brought my mouth close to her hot, red ear, grazing my teeth against it. “I'm gonna turn you around in another second. Get on the bed, all fours, and put your ass up. Your pussy's mine for the night, and it ain't resting 'til you're overflowing.”

“Oh, God.” She spun and kissed me harder.

I could've sucked her tongue all night if I didn't need to fuck so bad. I gave her another gentle slap on the ass and watched as she did what I said, admiring her legs shifting apart for me, her perfect ass going up in the moonlight, presenting and prone for me.

Too bad I couldn't stand to admire the sweet scenery for more than a second.

I crashed into bed behind her and put one hand on her ass, fisting my cock with the other, guiding myself into her. She stiffened and moaned when I sank in.

Fucking hot. But nothing compared to the sounds she made when we started to fuck.

And fuck, we did.

I slammed my hips into her long and hard. Short strokes, shallow strokes, long thrusts, and everything in between. I took her hair in my hand like reigns and slapped her ass while she bucked into me, pounding her deeper, feeling her creaming all over my hungry fucking cock.

Didn't have a damned clue how I held it together for more than a couple minutes, but I did. She was the first to lose it when I really started to power fuck her.

She tensed up, clawed at the sheets, and screamed my name over and over.

Skin, Skin, Skin!

Just like a mantra. I sank my teeth into her neck, hard enough to leave marks, and fucked her harder, straight through her first climax, mounted on every inch of me.

“I don't think you wanna feel my come inside you yet, woman.”

“No, no, I do,” she whimpered, almost in a trance from my thrusts. “Please, Skin.
Please.
”

Fuck, I was starting to love that word. But when I finally let go and pumped my seed into her, I wanted her pussy to clench me so hard I passed out.

“You can do better than that. Come on, sweet girl.” My palm went down on her ass hard, making her jerk. “No bullshit. Make me believe you want it.”

When she recovered from the love slap, she began to buck me back. Hard.

The chick became a total demon beneath me. Her pussy met my thrusts with a passion I could feel all the way down to my bones. Her perfect ass bounced backward and snapped against me, calling me to fuck her harder.

So I did.

I fucked her like a whore, a lover, and the woman I was meant to be with 'til the end of my days all in one. I fucked her that way because that was exactly what she'd become, and I aimed to keep her.

Mine, goddamn it,
I thought with a snarl, feeling the fire building in my balls.

Mine when she's naked or dolled up for the town. Mine when she's young and vibrant, or old and wrinkled. Mine when she's looking at me with tears in her eyes, holding our first kid at her breast.

Too much. Imagining my baby in her shot me into outer-fucking-space.

My hips went wild, smashing into her, pinning her to the bed as I fucked her in long, manic, mattress pounding strokes.

“Fuck, Meg, you're so damned tight. Come the fuck with me! Now!”

Her pussy clenched around my cock before I'd even finished saying it. My cock tingled, and I drove into her deep one more time, rooting myself against her womb, feeling the explosion come.

I came so hard I forgot to breathe.

Every muscle in my body tensed, primed for squeezing every drop I could into her, spilling it in her sweet pussy in hot, molten jets. My cock spat fire for what felt like an hour, and I still couldn't get enough, growling as I forced out a few more thrusts to grind it deeper.

I wanted to own her every way possible, dammit. And someday, when she went off those stupid pills, I'd be working on the son or daughter I'd take on fishing trips on the lake outside.

I'd loved my family a long time ago. Never dreamed of building a new one 'til now, when I pulled her face to the side by the hair, and put my lips on hers.

“You're driving me insane because I love you, babe. Don't give a shit if I wind up in a straitjacket, as long as it's with you.”

No bullshit. I wasn't letting this woman go for anything. And if any man ever caused her a single tear again, I'd die first, murdering the sonofabitch with my mad hands.

E
verything here was beautiful.

I woke up blissfully sore the next day, and found the bed empty next to me. The last thing I remembered was drifting off to sleep with my face on Skin near dawn, breathing in his scent, loving the afterglow when we'd finished fucking more times than I could count.

A breeze hissed through the open window. I gasped when I sat up and stretched.

The trees outside looked incredible. They wore their autumn hues all the way down to the lake, jack-o-lantern orange mixed with reds, yellows, and just a dash of lively green.

I smiled, searching for my clothes. It took my nose a little longer to wake up. Then I noticed the heavenly smell in the air as I slid on my panties.

Breakfast.

I fought not to tear up, wondering if I'd actually died before he saved me, and maybe this was heaven. I was about to head out to the kitchen to meet him when my phone pinged.

Daddy's text made me groan. I couldn't believe I'd forgotten to check in with my parents when I'd taken off last night.