Outlaw's Vow: Grizzlies MC Romance(165)

“Travis!” she gasped, moving her long nails around the back of my head, tightening the hold my teeth had on her nipple.

I sucked it deep into my mouth, lashing it with my tongue again and again. My cock jerked each time I did, hounding me like a relentless motherfucker to get between her legs.

Patience. Teasing her sweet ass always made it better for both of us. When we finally joined, it was like a goddamned warhead went off every time, blowing our brains out our ears each time our bodies pulsed.

“Roll over, babe,” I ordered, grabbing at her hot red panties. They looked like they'd been made by the devil himself to hide her perfect pussy, and I wasn't gonna tolerate that shit for long.

She smiled and hissed hot breath when I smacked her ass, making her twist over me faster. She straddled me, putting her sopping wet cunt against my dick.

I aimed my pierced cock right at her clit and rubbed, coating myself in her juices, thinking about the hot wet heat I'd soon be buried in, all the way to my balls.

She pinched her eyes shut and let out a loud, low moan, drawing her hands down to my chest. Her nails raked long and slow, making me itch to impale her that second.

I had it bad. The only relief was fucking this chick 'til she screamed even louder than the time before.

“Damn!” Sally groaned. “You don't get to tease me like this, Travis.”

I thrust my cock over her clit again, toying with her entrance, grabbing her wrists with both hands. “Keep using my real name like that and I will.”

Her eyelids drooped again while I thrust harder. Then she pushed back at my dick, so hard and good and unexpected I saw red stars. The hell with this dry humping shit.

“Fucking shit. Get on top of this cock and ride, babe. You've made your point. We'll both leave a damned crater in this room if we don't fuck. Now.”

I dropped the grip on her wrists, placing my hands on her ass, tugging her forward. She shifted, drawing her slick pussy away from my cock.

What the hell?

“Not until you tell me why they call you Roman. You've never explained it. Is it the way you fuck?” She smiled, curious and teasing at once.

Was she goddamned serious? Sally expected me to tell her about my road name while our lust threatened to burn this bed to cinders?

“Because I'll crucify any asshole who gets in my way. I've done it, and I'll do it again,” I growled, yanking her against me harder, squeezing my cock against her cunt so she couldn't wrestle away. “That includes you, babe, if you don't drop the Q and A and take me deep now. I'm doing you a favor. Your clit wants friction, Sally – not some gory fucking details about how I nailed some fuckers arms and legs to the nearest post and watched 'em bleed out in front of me and the guys.”

Her lips quivered. Fear flashed in her eyes, but her skin got a couple degrees hotter. Okay, I liked a chick with some freak in her, and Sally was the perfect mix.

I knew what turned her on, and I obliged. She wanted rough? She wanted bad?

Fine. I'd give it to her in spades.

Remembering she was with a bad boy, an outlaw, a fucking killer got her hot – at least when she'd swapped her goody farm girl boots for those hot red bitch heels. And if she wanted to fuck Roman the outlaw biker instead of Travis Forker, father and future husband, then I'd let her.

I'd be whatever the hell she wanted to get her cunt exploding on my dick.

I bared my teeth. Reaching up, I grabbed her by the throat, jerking her head close 'til she stared right into my eyes. “Drag your pussy down on this cock. Fuck me hard and fast. Fuck me like you gotta impress me to stay alive, babe. I'm not asking again.”

For a second, she looked at me like I'd lost my goddamned mind. Then, her legs parted, and I felt every slick inch of velvet engulf me.

I pushed deep like I always did. Hard. Didn't fucking stop 'til I felt my balls snug against her ass.

I hissed like I always did when I got my first taste of her pussy on my dick for the night. My hips slammed up to meet hers. Our flesh crashed, and she threw her head back, squirming from the pleasure bomb I unleashed in her belly.

My hand swept around her neck, fisted her hair, and held it while I slapped her ass with my other hand, forcing her to pick up the pace.

The bed creaked like a motherfucker while our hips pounded together. We thrust, quaked, and slammed against each other like maniacs. Her heels caught the sides of my thighs and dug in.

It only made me fuck her faster.

She scratched my chest, clawing at the bear, probably drawing blood outta the GRIZZLIES MC, CALIFORNIA rocker around it. I grabbed her ass with both hands and jerked her up and down on my cock.

Faster, faster, faster – I'd go so rough she turned into fucking splinters on top of me. I rattled her bones hard enough to hurt, and she loved it.