The bearded man made his way to Hawk, embraced him, and said, “It’s been too long, brother. I knew you were here when I saw your fuckin’ shit-kickin’ Harley. You customized the hell outta it.”
“Fuck, yeah.” With Hawk’s arm around Bones, he said, “Let me get you a beer.” The two men walked toward the bar, arms clasped around each other’s shoulder.
Lola stared dumbfounded at Hawk’s retreating figure. Hawk got himself an old lady? What the fuck? Lola knew a few of the men had old ladies and some of them had girlfriends, but it didn’t stop them from fucking her, Brandi, or the mamas. Shit, she’d have to find out more about this skank who had a hold of Hawk’s cock.
A tall member from Cortez came over to Lola, pulled her into him, and said, “I need some fuckin’, whore.” Putting her arms around him, she kissed him on the lips and yanked him toward the hallway to secure one of the small rooms. She would fuck him, but she knew she’d be wishing it was Hawk’s cock inside her.
* * *
Cara heard the lock turn before Hawk came into the room. His gaze roamed over her body, and she noticed desire building in his eyes as she stood in the middle of the room wearing a short, black flounce skirt, a black and red striped crop top, and short, black boots with silver buckles and studs.
Hawk whistled between his teeth. “You look tempting. Get over here.”
A flush crept across her cheeks as she took a few steps toward Hawk. Impatient, he stretched his arms and grabbed her, dragging her into him. He skimmed his hands over her curvy body then reached under her skirt and touched her bare ass cheek.
“You’re killing me, babe. I gotta kiss that sweet ass of yours.” Spinning her around, Hawk plopped Cara face down on the bed then lifted up her skirt, revealing two firmly shaped globes separated by her thong’s black string. As he leaned over her, a sharp zip rang in her ears as he opened his jeans. Reaching backward to clutch his cock, Hawk grasped her arms, raised them over her head, and held them in place.
“Don’t move your arms, got that?” he commanded.
“Yes,” she breathed.
Twisting her head over her shoulder, she saw Hawk hold his stiff cock in his hands then rub his pre-come over her firm, white buttocks while he slid his hardness up and down her crack. Squirming under his touch, she reached backward to touch him.
“I’m not going to tell you again. Keep your arms over your head.”
“I want to touch you,” she protested.
“You’re not fuckin’ listening to me. Hands. Over. Your. Head.”
As he bent down and kissed her ass cheeks, his panting filled her ears. Not being able to stand it, her arm stretched behind her as she searched for his hardness while his mouth kissed, licked and bit her round globes. When her fingers brushed against his dick, her grasping hand squeezed his shaft, but before she enjoyed the feel of him, Hawk gripped her wrists and secured her arms over her head.
“You don’t take directions too well, do you? I’m going to have to teach you a lesson.”
Before Cara could answer, Hawk lightly spanked one of her ass cheeks. Cara gasped. He slapped her again, that time a little harder, making her moan while she clenched her ass. As he smacked her even harder, he pressed against her and, with his hot breath on her neck, he said, “Do you like that, baby?” She whimpered. “I’m asking if you like it.”
“Yes, I do,” she panted.
“Your ass is so fuckin’ sweet, babe.” Hawk planted another slap on her ass; her butt cheeks were red from his hands. Licking her ass, his tongue cooled the stings from the spanking while Cara arched her back to push her butt closer to Hawk’s demanding mouth. He chuckled under his breath. “You’re a hungry one, aren’t you, baby?” She pushed her ass further into his face.
“I bet if I take my finger and stroke your pussy, it would be sopping. Am I right, babe?” he asked between licks and kisses on her ass.
She moaned her answer.
Hawk ran his fingers between her engorged lips. “Yep, that’s what I thought, soaking and aching for my touch.” He roughly squeezed her heat while Cara squealed in delight. As she was on her knees, she lifted her ass higher and spread her legs wider, causing her drenched mound to hang down, her arms still above her head. Taking his index finger, Hawk flicked her clit over and over, and it felt fucking awesome: the gravity pulled her clit downward and Hawk’s teasing ignited her. Pressure built up in her core and heightened her arousal. Damn, I want him slamming into my pussy.
“Fuck me, Hawk. Push inside me.”
“Fuck, you’re impatient. I want to taste your luscious pussy before I jam my cock into it.”