Murphy(25)

Ever since prom she’d spent many nights thinking about their first time together. This was by far better than anything she could have thought up. He truly was a magnificent man with his rock hard body and porn star cock.

“You’re my world, Tate Johnson,” Murphy said. He reared back, plunging into her, rubbing over her g-spot. She didn’t anticipate another orgasm and cried out as he threw her into another orgasm. Tate heard him join her. She felt the pulse and the jet as he released inside her body.

His whole body tensed up, and his eyes closed. The growl that left his lips was the cutest, yet strangest, thing she’d ever heard. Throughout it all, her body tingled all over from the pleasure.

Breathing deeply, she stared up at him.

Slowly, he collapsed on top of her body, his head cushioned between her breasts. The weight of him was uncomfortable, but she wasn’t going to force him to move.

Hesitantly, she reached up, stroking his damp long hair.

“You need a haircut,” she said, stroking the wet strands.

“I’ve just fucked your brains out, and you’re thinking about a haircut?” He glanced up at her, smiling.

“I guess you didn’t do a good enough job.”

He reared up in the bed. His cock was still deep inside her even though he was flaccid now and not hard. “Then I guess we have to rectify that. I can’t have you thinking about haircuts.”

Murphy wrapped her legs around his waist. She watched what he was doing. His fingers went to the lips of her sex, and he opened them.

“Look at that precious jewel,” he said.

She held her breath as he pressed his thumb to her clit. Her pussy responded instantly. Tate tightened around his length.

He was already getting hard again.

“I’m young, baby, I’ve got a lot of years left inside me.”

Words failed her. What was she supposed to say to him?

He played with her clit until he was hard enough to fuck. “I think it’s time we made this a little interesting,” he said.

Tate groaned as he left her. She saw him look around the room and then find what he wanted. He disappeared from the room.

“What are you doing?” she asked.





Chapter Six



Murphy had wasted so much time already, and he had a lot to make up for. Grabbing the can of cream and the chocolate sauce from the fridge, he went back to find Tate lying on the bed. Her hands were caressing over her body as she stared up at the ceiling. Putting the food down silently on the floor he went and grabbed the chair, positioning it in front of the mirror.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

Turning toward her, he saw her sat up in bed with her hands on her lap.

“Touch yourself.” He folded his arms and stood at the bottom of the bed.

“Why should I do that?” She crawled toward him. Murphy didn’t know how it was possible, but his cock got hard at the sight of her tits hanging down and her curves all on display for him.

“’Cause I told you to and afterwards I’ll make it worth your while.”

One of her eyebrows rose up at him.

“Okay, I’ll hold you to that,” she said.

“You won’t need to.”

She lay back on the bed with her pussy directly facing him. Her saw her soaked flesh with their combined releases covering her. His seed was leaking out of her cunt, and another wave of possession slammed into him. Tate was his, and he wanted to mark her with his cum. He didn’t want her to move without some of his cum leaking out of her body. It was sick of him to think like that, but it was what he wanted.

No one else could ever love this woman the way he did. He’d risked his life to save her and done everything in his power to keep her safe. There was no way he was letting her go. He’d take every beating Tiny wanted to give him. The entire club could take turns fucking him over, and he’d accept it because at the end of it all, he’d have Tate. She’d be in his life, loving him, and that’s all he ever wanted from the first moment he saw her.

“Touch your tits and twist your nipples to give you the bite of pain you need,” he said.

Gripping his erect flesh, he watched her follow his orders touching her body.

She moaned, and her legs fell open wider. Her cunt was weeping with arousal.

Licking his lips, Murphy waited for her as she stroked down her body and finally landed between her spread thighs. Her fingers opened the lips of her pussy, and another finger slid inside her tight heat.

He watched her finger fuck herself, and he loved it.

His little ex-virgin was a passionate woman. Murphy saw it in her responses and the way she gave herself over to the pleasure.

“Oh, please, Dillon, fuck me again,” she said, groaning as she did.