Zero filled her up, loving the feel of her tight cunt rippling around him. Breaking from the kiss, he stared into her captivating eyes. He loved looking into her eyes. They were always so expressive and gave him hope of there being something more between them.
Pulling out of her pussy, he slammed inside watching her cry out.
Over and over, he thrust into her waiting cunt, loving the noises coming from her. Glancing down to where they were joined he watched his latex covered cock pounding inside her pussy.
“Watch us together, Prue. Watch me fuck you and your pussy take my cock.”
They were both panting for breath. Staring into her eyes, he saw her gaze was on his penetrating cock.
“You’re so fucking beautiful. All I want to do is fuck you. I’ve got you trapped where I want you.” The cuffs he’d placed around her wrists kept her in place. Leaning down, he sucked her nipple into his mouth, pulling the bud taut. When she screamed, arching up, he released her, flicking the tip with his tongue.
Holding onto her hips, he pounded inside her, never letting up as he fucked her hard and rough.
“Never going to get tired of fucking you,” he said, slamming harder inside her.
Zero hit her cervix, and her face showed the pleasure and pain he was giving to her.
He caressed her clit, fucking her at the same time. Her tits bounced with the force of his thrusts, but he still didn’t stop from fucking her. Zero wanted to brand her cunt with his name alone. Every time she thought about sex, he wanted his name to be on the tip of her tongue. No other man would ever know the pleasure of her body, only him. He would take care of her, love her, and give her everything her heart desired.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.”
She splintered apart in his arms. Her pussy squeezed the life out of his cock as she hurtled over the edge. Zero followed her into bliss, slamming his cock deep inside her. Once again he wished he was filling her up with his cum. Instead, he filled the condom collapsing over her as he finished. He held himself up on his arms, breathing against her neck.
Catching his breath, Zero knew there was nowhere else he wanted to be. Prue owned every part of him.
Glancing down into her closed eyes, he kissed her lips.
“There is no going back anymore,” he said.
“I know.”
“You’re going to stay here and be with me.”
“I can’t just quit my job.”
Running a hand over his face, he stared down at her. “Yeah, you can. There are jobs here, and if not, you can wait. I make more than enough money to keep us, Prue.”
“I’m not living in the clubhouse. I wouldn’t survive here.”
“Then we’ll get a house.”
“Why are you not listening to me?” she asked.
“You’re being difficult on purpose. I won’t accept it. I’m not letting you go.” He silenced her with his lips. Zero wasn’t going to let her go.
****
Two hours later they were still arguing over where they were going to live and what they were going to do. They showered together, and she was no longer bound to the bed by his furry cuffs. She followed one of his tattoos as they argued.
“There are kids everywhere who need a good teacher,” he said.
“I’m under contract.”
“Then work your contract and come back here. Fort Wills is my life, Prue.”
She sighed. He didn’t know how tempted she was to give in and be with him. Half a night of fantastic sex and she was ready to cave.
“I’ve got a life as well.” She had lived a mundane life that hadn’t been exciting or thrilling in the past couple of months unless Zero called.
“I’m not disputing that.” He covered her hands on his chest. Flattening her palm on his chest, she glanced up at him. “You can’t tell me you’ve had more fun back home alone than you have now.”
Prue stayed silent resting her head on his chest.
“You’ve not played pool or had some fun. When was the last time you went shooting?” he asked.
“There’s not a lot of call to go shooting.”
Zero started talking, but she closed her eyes.
“Please, will you stop talking,” she said. “I’ve not done anything because unlike you and Trevor, I never made friends easily. Playing pool, shooting, for me it was spending time with you guys. Doing it alone is just sad, depressing. So, no, I’ve not done anything fun, and you’re right. The most fun I’ve had in a long time is with you.” She leaned up, opening her eyes to stare at his lips. “Can we not talk about the future until after Alan is gone?”
“You don’t want to make plans in case he kills one of us.”
She nodded. “The last thing I want to do is build my hopes up when there is a good chance we could be burying one if not both of us.”