“My baby ready to get fucked now? You want my cock in this pretty pussy?”
She nodded. “Please, Mason.”
I wasn’t done with her though, not just yet. I made her come again and again. Four orgasms left her shaking, her body flushed and damp with sweat. When she was pleading for me to fuck her, I turned off the toys and put them aside. Getting onto the bed behind her once more, I thrust hard and deep into her pussy, not even giving her a warning.
She cried out, my dick much bigger than the toys. I felt her stretch to accommodate me, but being inside Del was like coming home. I groaned as I slammed into her again, watching as pussy stretched around me.
“Damn, Del. It always feels incredible when I fuck you.”
“Please, Mason. I need it.”
“Need what, baby?” I asked, stroking in and out of her.
“Your cum. Fill me with it,” she begged. “Fuck me hard.”
I paused mid-stroke. “You still on that shot?”
She shook her head frantically.
“I didn’t get the last one. It’s been a few months,” she said.
Yes! I’d been asking if she was ready for another baby, and it seemed I was going to get my wish. I’d just have to fuck her as often as possible until I knocked her up again. The fact she’d kept yet another secret from me would be dealt with later. Right now, I was going to do my damnedest to knock up my woman.
I took her hard and fast, my cock going deep. When her pussy clamped down and I felt her release coating me, I let go, slamming into her again and again until I came. I kept thrusting until every drop of cum had been wrung from me, then I stayed inside her. If I pulled out, my cum would leak out of her, and I wanted it all to stay inside as long as possible.
I placed a kiss on her back. “Love you, Del. So fucking much, and I’m really damn proud of you. I want to hear all about your classes and your plans.”
“You’re proud? Even though I lied?” she asked.
I smiled. “You know I like having a reason to punish you. Seriously though, baby. I’m glad you’re taking online classes. You don’t ever have to work if you don’t want to, but I want you to be happy. Whatever it takes.”
“Love you, Mason. You’re the best husband I could have ever asked for.”
I pulled out and untied her wrists. Stretching out next to her on the bed, I pulled her against my chest and cuddled her close. We’d rest, and then I’d have her again. It wasn’t often our kid wasn’t in the house and I wanted to take full advantage.
“Rest, baby. I have plans for you the rest of the night.”
She kissed me softly. “Good. I want you to use me so thoroughly I’ll still feel you days from now.”
“Consider it done.”
She smiled and sighed in contentment. Damn, but I loved this woman. Always had and I always would. The day she’d come looking for me was the best ever, and I was never letting her go.
More about Zipper & Delphine in Zipper (Dixie Reapers MC 7)
Just One Night (A Dixie Reapers MC Encounter)
Harley Wylde
I’ve never been a saint, and I’ve always loved women. The woman at the diner is a bit young for me, but she’s just too fucking tempting. One taste, just one night then I’ll put her from my mind. It’s all I’ve ever needed, and she won’t be any different.
Right…
Just One Night
Sarge
I leaned against my Harley, my arms folded and ankles crossed, as I waited for the pretty angel in the diner to come out. Her shift was ending, and even though she looked exhausted, I knew I could convince her to stay up a while. Long enough for me to fuck her out of my system at any rate. She’d been tempting and teasing me for weeks now, and it was time to put an end to it.
She pushed through the front door, rummaging in her bag. Stupid. Really fucking stupid. It was nearly two in the damn morning, pitch fucking black out here, and she wasn’t paying attention to her surroundings. I watched as she headed down the dark alley, still not even taking one look around her. I shoved off my bike and followed her, not being quiet about it. Lily didn’t stop digging in that bag of hers until she’d pulled out her keys.
I’d thought she was going to a car, but she surprised the fuck out of me when she unlocked a door a little ways down the alley, and I realized she lived in one of the small apartments upstairs. She went inside, and I stopped the door from shutting, following her into the dark, cramped stairwell.
“You always so careless after work?” I asked.
She shrieked and spun to face me, her hand at her throat and her eyes wide. “You scared me.”
“Kind of the point. What if it had been someone else following you? Some piece of shit could have forced their way in here after you, slammed you against the wall, and fucked you whether or wanted it or not. It was dangerous, Lily, not paying attention to what was happening around you.”
“Just so tired,” she said, rubbing at her eyes.
I crowded her, pressing her to the wall. She tipped her chin to look up at me, but it wasn’t fear I saw lurking in her pretty eyes. Nope, it was lust. Yeah, she’d wanted me for a while, and I’d wanted her too. I’d tried to keep my distance, but fuck that. She’d be mine, at least for tonight.
“Tell me no,” I said. “Tell me to leave and never look at you again.”
Her lips parted and her eyes darkened. “I can’t. It would be a lie.”
I rubbed my thumb across her plump lower lip. “And my sweet angel never lies?”
She shook her head. “Lying is a sin.”
I grinned. “Baby, if you let me do any of the things I’m thinking about, we’ll be sinning all night long.”
Her nipples hardened against her shirt and I couldn’t resist. I reached out and stroked her breasts, pinching the hard little buds through the material. Lily moaned and thrust her breasts against me.
“Too fucking young for me, but I don’t think I care anymore,” I murmured. “You want me?”
She nodded.
“I need the words, Lily. I don’t want any misunderstandings. This is fucking, and nothing else. Got it? No picket fence, a dog, and kids. Just good, hard fucking while you scream my name and beg for more.”
“I understand, Sarge,” she said, her voice soft and husky.
I reached over and locked the door. The glass was dark enough no one could see inside and I glanced up the stairs.
“There’s no one else here,” she said. “The other two apartments are empty right now.”
I slid my hands up her bare thighs, tugging up her short, stretchy skirt. The scrap of red satin covering her pussy was damp and covered very little. It seemed my little temptress waxed it all off down there. I pulled on her thong and it snapped in my hand, tearing from her body with little effort.
Lily moaned and I kicked her feet apart. I rubbed my fingers against her pussy, feeling how wet she was, how ready. Yeah, she wanted me, maybe as much as I wanted her. I unfastened my jeans and shoved them down my hips. My dick was already hard and aching to feel her wrapped around me. Fuck, I’d be willing to bet she’d feel like heaven. I reached for my wallet and started cursing when I saw I didn’t have a condom in there. I’d been so worked up over getting into her pants tonight that I hadn’t brought the one fucking essential thing I needed. Besides my hard dick.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“No condom.”
She bit her lip and took a deep breath before shocking the fuck out of me. “I’m clean. If you are, then…”
“I always wrap my dick and I get tested every few months. I’m clean. You sure about this?”
She nodded eagerly, and that was all I needed. I urged her legs around my hips, lined up my cock against her hot, wet pussy, then I slammed home. Fucking hell! So god damn tight! I kissed her, a hard, bruising kiss as I fucked her against the wall. I worked my hand under her shirt and pulled the cup of her bra down, then gave her breast a squeeze. I pinched and tugged on her nipple and it
sent her over the edge. The way her pussy gripped me, squeezing so fucking tight, was enough to make me come. Jet after jet of cum filled her up, and I kept fucking her, not stopping until I knew I had nothing left to give.
I kissed her again before pulling out. I looked down, wanting to see my cum slide out of her, and I froze in fucking shock. What. The. Hell.
“Something you want to tell me, sweetheart?” I asked, staring at the blood streaking my cock.
“You wouldn’t have fucked me if you’d known,” she said. “I wanted it to be you.”
“You didn’t think I needed to know you were a damn virgin? I wasn’t exactly gentle.”
“It didn’t hurt,” she said. “It pinched for a second, and burned a bit as you stretched me open, but I loved having you inside me, Sarge. I don’t regret it.”
“Just tell me you’re at least on the fucking pill. I should have asked before now, but when you said you were clean, I assumed you were protected too.”
She shrugged. “I’m sure nothing will come of it. It was just the one time, right?”
Fucking hell. I rubbed a hand down my face.
“You end up pregnant, you tell me and we’ll deal with it. Fuck. I knew you were too damn young for me.”
“I’m twenty-three,” she said. “Hardly a kid.”
“I’m in my forties, Lily. Old enough to be your damn father.”
Shit. What if my screw up tonight made me a father? I couldn’t think about it. Not right now. She curled her fingers around the back of my neck and pressed her lips to mine in the gentlest of kisses.
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you,” she said. “But I’m glad you were my first.”
Some primitive part of me wanted to growl and tell her I’d be her fucking last, but I knew she deserved better. I shoved my dick back into my pants and zipped up. With one last lingering look at the beautifully disheveled woman, I let myself out, only waiting long enough to ensure she locked the door behind me.
I’d done some stupid shit over the years, but this one just might have been the worst. Even now, I could feel how tight she’d been, how fucking fantastic it had felt to slam my dick into her. Yeah, no doubt that my one night with Lily was going to haunt me for a while, but I wouldn’t go back. No matter how tempting it might be.
Find out more about Sarge and Lily in Flicker (Dixie Reapers MC 11)
Harley Wylde
When Harley is writing, her motto is the hotter the better. Off the charts sex, commanding men, and the women who can’t deny them. If you want men who talk dirty, are sexy as hell, and take what they want, then you’ve come to the right place!
An international bestselling author, Harley is the “wilder” side of award-winning scifi/fantasy romance author Jessica Coulter Smith, and writes gay fantasy romance as Dulce Dennison.
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