“I don’t want to scare you off.”
“You think fucking me in front of your club will scare me off?” Cora asked.
This was invigorating. She’d not been this excited in a long time. With the eyes of his men on her, she wanted to make James the envy of the entire room. Over the past couple of days, and all of today, she’d noticed he kept mostly to himself when they were in the group. She’d seen him arguing with Pixie, and she’d overheard the brothers talking about his shock. None of the women picked James over Pixie. His scar terrified them.
James’s scar didn’t terrify her. She found it sexy, and beautiful, a testament to what he’d suffered.
Stepping away from him, she wiggled out of her innocent looking dress. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and from the bulge in his pants, James was very happy about that. Biting her lip, she turned around, presenting him with her ass. Wiggling her butt, she removed the thong she was wearing.
“Fucking hell, James is one lucky bastard.” One of the boys spoke up. She didn’t know who, and she didn’t care. This was all for James.
Kneeling down on the floor, she crawled toward him. As far as she was concerned, James was going to be the envy of every single man in this room.
She gripped his belt buckle, and with her gaze still on him, she began to reveal his rock hard cock. The moment he sprang free, he gave a relieved sigh. Gripping the length of his cock, she started to lick from the base up to the root, lavishing it with her mouth. He groaned out, finally sinking his fingers into her hair. She gazed up at him, and it was like his eyes glowed with arousal. He knew what he wanted, but he wasn’t going to push her.
Taking the whole head of him into her mouth, she sucked him deep into her throat.
In the background, she heard their strangled cries. James was holding on to what little control he clearly had. He shook a little.
Searching his pocket, she found his condom. Releasing his cock, she tore into the packet, sliding the latex down his cock, before getting up. Straddling his waist, she slammed her lips down on his while he guided her down the length of his cock. She gasped without breaking the kiss she was taking.
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The brothers were right, he was a lucky bastard. James found the entrance of her pussy, and guided her down over his cock. She gasped, and he took advantage by sliding his tongue into her mouth. Returning his grip to her hips, he slammed her down onto his cock. They both cried out together, not once breaking the kiss.
“Lucky bastard.”
“That’s fucking hot.”
Pulling away from the kiss, he pushed some of the blonde strands out of her hair, and stared into her eyes. Her green depths were glinting at him. Cupping her cheek, James knew he didn’t want to lose her, and that was completely fucking insane.
She sank her fingers into the flesh of his shoulders, as she began to fuck him in front of his club. Cora was about to make him the envy of so many club members, and for that, he was thankful to her.
It had been a long time since he’d been the envy of his men. He gripped her hips and slammed up inside her. When the angle wasn’t enough, he picked her up, and dropped her on the table that had the cards and money on it. One of the boys pushed the coins out of the way so she didn’t hurt herself when she lay flat on the surface.
The boys held the table in place, and James fucked her, leaning down to suck on her rock hard nipples. He couldn’t wait to fuck her without a condom between them. Until then, he’d have to get used to the condom. It obscured all the feeling, and he wanted to feel what he’d done to her. Her creamy pussy was all his doing, not anyone else’s. He owned her pussy.
Cora belonged to him.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and met each of his thrusts. He didn’t stop even as she came apart underneath him. With the boys holding the table into place, Cora moved her fingers over her pussy, and began to stroke over her clit.
Only when she came a second time did James allow himself to push over the edge, coming within the condom. When it was over, he picked her up and rested on his chair. Cora wrapped her arms around him, and James shuffled toward the table. His brothers were already picking up the cards and the money, which was thrown into the center of the table. He ran his hands up and down her body, occasionally sucking her nipples into his mouth. James played a hand of cards, and Cora kissed his neck, and held onto him.
After a time, she climbed off his lap, and James removed the condom, taking the tissues Cora had given him to clean up the mess. There was a trash bin beside the table, and he placed his dick back into his pants. Cora pulled her dress on but sat on his lap. She made no move to leave him.
The boys played cards, and Cora pointed out certain numbers, playing with him against his brothers. When he’d won the jackpot in the center of the table, he took Cora’s hand, and made his way toward his room. He took the main bedroom in the top part of the clubhouse, away from the bar and the diner.