Split - Coffin Nails MC (Contemporary New Adult Erotic Dark Romance) (Sex & Mayhem Book 7) by Miss Merikan Page B
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jeans, and she couldn’t wait to see his thick tool
again.
Asty shook her head frantically. She was
already pregnant, and it wasn’t as if she would suffer a serious illness if she
were to die anyway. She pulled on the sides of his open jeans and urged him
closer, unable to think of anything else than his cock spearing her body. “Come
on ...”
“You can’t wait?” Hunter groaned and
dropped the condom. “I’m gonna cream you, and you’ll go home to daddy, dripping
with my cum,” he whispered, and his words ignited arousal so visceral, Asty
didn’t even know she had it in her. He looked between her legs as he dragged
his cockhead between her slippery pussy lips. “You want that?”
She nodded with her lips dry and slid her
hand down his stomach, feeling how hard it was to the touch. But the moment she
reached the line of pubes, her fingers stopped and she just looked up at
Hunter, pleading for him to continue. This was already too much. She was baring
herself to the core, and it felt so much more intense than that night in the
church, even though they were in a shabby van, on top of a speaker.
Hunter yanked her forward so that her ass
was on the edge, and his rock hard cock pushed into her wet pussy with ease,
sliding inside of her body and making her gasp once her channel tightened
around his girth.
“Fuck, you’re so hot,” Hunter grunted and
his hands massaged her thighs. His fingers slid under the stay-up stockings and
pulled them lower, exposing more skin as his cock pushed even deeper,
penetrating her at a new angle.
Asty grabbed at his arms, heavy with need.
There she was, thinking her pussy would experience some relief once Hunter was in
her, but that didn’t happen at all. If anything, that thick cock pushing into
the depths of her was only fueling the burning fire inside her loins. “Move,”
she whispered and leaned back as her stomach protested the uncomfortable
position. The speaker was big enough to hold most of her back, but with her
head hanging slightly lower, the penetration felt somehow even more intense.
“Oh, I am, baby, I am.” Hunter grabbed her
thighs, and his stomach muscles moved in the most perfect way under the tats
when he started a fast rhythm of thrusts, pushing deep inside of her every
time.
She was shocked to feel the throbbing
pressure inside her only rise as he quickened his pace, hanging his powerful
body over hers. His hair moved back and forth over her chest, tickling her
nipples and drowning Asty in its delicious scent. Her body rocked with the thrusts,
and she didn’t even care about the hard wood and plastic digging into her flesh
and making it numb. She was good as long as his big hard cock kept moving in
and out. She loved the little rounded movements of Hunter’s hips that teased
her pussy in a whole new way, awakening nerve endings that still remained
forgotten. No toy could compare to a warm, breathing man holding her and
teasing her flesh while he looked into her eyes and at the body he declared was
so attractive to him.
There was a loud moan, and she didn’t
realize it was hers at first, but as pressure grew inside her, she couldn’t
bear the tension anymore and touched her exposed, slick clit, excited by the
rapid movements just below her hand.
“Get yourself off. I wanna feel your hot
pussy squeeze my dick,” Hunter rasped, and the rhythm of his cock pushing into
her was like a well-oiled piston, only gaining speed with every second. “Show
me your tongue.”
Asty gasped and obediently opened her
mouth, wiggling both sides of her split tongue as she started rapidly rubbing
her clit. Her feet curled, and heat shot all over her in the moments just
before climax. She grabbed one of her breasts with her free hand, and by the
time she came, her wrist hurt from the speed at which she was masturbating. The
stiff presence moving inside her only made the experience fuller when her pussy
started rhythmically clenching around Hunter’s dick. Her eyes
again.
Asty shook her head frantically. She was
already pregnant, and it wasn’t as if she would suffer a serious illness if she
were to die anyway. She pulled on the sides of his open jeans and urged him
closer, unable to think of anything else than his cock spearing her body. “Come
on ...”
“You can’t wait?” Hunter groaned and
dropped the condom. “I’m gonna cream you, and you’ll go home to daddy, dripping
with my cum,” he whispered, and his words ignited arousal so visceral, Asty
didn’t even know she had it in her. He looked between her legs as he dragged
his cockhead between her slippery pussy lips. “You want that?”
She nodded with her lips dry and slid her
hand down his stomach, feeling how hard it was to the touch. But the moment she
reached the line of pubes, her fingers stopped and she just looked up at
Hunter, pleading for him to continue. This was already too much. She was baring
herself to the core, and it felt so much more intense than that night in the
church, even though they were in a shabby van, on top of a speaker.
Hunter yanked her forward so that her ass
was on the edge, and his rock hard cock pushed into her wet pussy with ease,
sliding inside of her body and making her gasp once her channel tightened
around his girth.
“Fuck, you’re so hot,” Hunter grunted and
his hands massaged her thighs. His fingers slid under the stay-up stockings and
pulled them lower, exposing more skin as his cock pushed even deeper,
penetrating her at a new angle.
Asty grabbed at his arms, heavy with need.
There she was, thinking her pussy would experience some relief once Hunter was in
her, but that didn’t happen at all. If anything, that thick cock pushing into
the depths of her was only fueling the burning fire inside her loins. “Move,”
she whispered and leaned back as her stomach protested the uncomfortable
position. The speaker was big enough to hold most of her back, but with her
head hanging slightly lower, the penetration felt somehow even more intense.
“Oh, I am, baby, I am.” Hunter grabbed her
thighs, and his stomach muscles moved in the most perfect way under the tats
when he started a fast rhythm of thrusts, pushing deep inside of her every
time.
She was shocked to feel the throbbing
pressure inside her only rise as he quickened his pace, hanging his powerful
body over hers. His hair moved back and forth over her chest, tickling her
nipples and drowning Asty in its delicious scent. Her body rocked with the thrusts,
and she didn’t even care about the hard wood and plastic digging into her flesh
and making it numb. She was good as long as his big hard cock kept moving in
and out. She loved the little rounded movements of Hunter’s hips that teased
her pussy in a whole new way, awakening nerve endings that still remained
forgotten. No toy could compare to a warm, breathing man holding her and
teasing her flesh while he looked into her eyes and at the body he declared was
so attractive to him.
There was a loud moan, and she didn’t
realize it was hers at first, but as pressure grew inside her, she couldn’t
bear the tension anymore and touched her exposed, slick clit, excited by the
rapid movements just below her hand.
“Get yourself off. I wanna feel your hot
pussy squeeze my dick,” Hunter rasped, and the rhythm of his cock pushing into
her was like a well-oiled piston, only gaining speed with every second. “Show
me your tongue.”
Asty gasped and obediently opened her
mouth, wiggling both sides of her split tongue as she started rapidly rubbing
her clit. Her feet curled, and heat shot all over her in the moments just
before climax. She grabbed one of her breasts with her free hand, and by the
time she came, her wrist hurt from the speed at which she was masturbating. The
stiff presence moving inside her only made the experience fuller when her pussy
started rhythmically clenching around Hunter’s dick. Her eyes
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