“Harder,” she says, and I oblige.
I’ve got her pinned to the wall with her arms and legs wrapped around me, but we’re still almost fully dressed—just the opening of my jeans slightly parted and her shorts pushed over an inch or two—and yet we’re still fucking without a care in the world.
Someone could walk in and see us, but I don’t give a shit. I will fuck my woman whenever and wherever she tells me to.
At first I didn’t like the idea of people seeing us, but after Mac convinced me that she wanted to mark her territory, I felt like doing the same to her. We’ve played in public before, and while it doesn’t make me any hotter for her, I like the fact that people know she’s mine. I also know she never played in front of the club until me. I am different. I make her feel safe. I get to wear her tags that mark me as her old man in the club, so I don’t mind her using my cock to mark her as mine.
I hold Mac up with one hand while bouncing her up and down on my cock. The other hand I bring to my mouth and lick my finger. She watches me with hooded eyes, and I feel her pussy clench.
I reach around behind her, push my hand down her shorts, and press my finger against her asshole. I don’t do anything, just hold it there, giving it a tiny bit of pressure as I thrust in and out of her. The added sensation is something she loves, and in seconds, she’s bearing down on me and tensing up.
Her orgasm is so strong it nearly makes me pass out. Black spots dance before my eyes. She clings to me and screams out her pleasure, and the sound echoes through the building. There’s not a doubt in my mind they heard her all the way up at the clubhouse. Hell, they probably heard her three states away.
I thrust into her one last time and hold myself there as I cum inside her. This is going to be a sticky mess, but the thought just turns me on even more. Knowing my cum will be leaking out of her for the rest of the day makes me spurt even harder inside this sweet pussy.
“Fuck, MacKenzie,” I breathe as I bury my face in her neck and drain my balls into her womb.
If she wasn’t already pregnant, I’d say that would have done it. My thick cock throbs inside her even after the last drop has emptied into her. Slowly she lets her grip on my body ease, and I pull my face back to look at her. She’s got the most beautiful glow, and it’s not just because of the baby.
“God, you’re so beautiful. I love you,” I say, tucking her dark hair behind her ear.
She bites her lip again, and I think she’s finally going to tell me. But just as she takes a breath, the door to the range opens.
“Yo, Casper! You done?” Knox shouts from the doorway, and I want to punch him in his face.
He can’t see us from where we’re standing, but she was so close to telling me. He knows we were in here fucking, so what could he possibly want?
“What the fuck do you want, Scribe? I’ve still got Vince twelve inches deep!” There’s a hint of relief in her voice, and I wonder if she’s thankful for the interruption.
“Pres wants a meeting.”
I hear the door shut, and we’re alone again. The moment has passed, and she’s not going to tell me right now, but hopefully it’ll happen soon. I can’t stand the wait much longer.
“Hey, everything okay?” I ask, holding her chin and kissing her lips softly.
“Yeah, just have some stuff I need to take care of.”
I pull out of her, and a rush of her cum and mine flows out behind me. She moves her shorts over. They’re soaked in the crotch, and she lets out an annoyed sigh.
“Don’t act like you don’t love that,” I say, reaching down and rubbing the wet shorts against her pussy. “I fucking love knowing my cum is smeared all over you.”
“Fine,” she says giving me a wicked smile and another quick kiss. “But you’re cleaning me up after this meeting is over. Get that tongue ready, Shield.” With that, she turns to walk out.
Tucking myself into my jeans, I follow behind her, smacking her ass. “Anything you want, baby.”
Chapter Four
Mac
Walking in the front door, I drop my bag in the entryway before hanging my cut up and kicking off my boots. The meeting went longer than I thought, but it didn’t go how I wanted it to. Lucias said Violet wasn’t ready yet but that she was damn close.
I’ll do tonight’s job on my own, then maybe on the next I can bring her. But who knows when that will be. We never know when something might come up, but tonight is important. We got a call from a sister club, Hard Mixers over in Kansas. They need eyes in the sky for a meeting they’re holding with a rival gang that we’ve had problems with before—the Five Aces.