Page 34 of Hunter (Hell's Bastards MC)

Chapter Seven

Feeding Harlow hadn’t been a problem, butnow as he sat on the sofa, he clicked his fingers at his littlefuck toy. She had wanted to do the dishes, so he had let her. Hesaw the little purse of her lips, showcasing her annoyance at beingclicked to do his bidding. He didn’t give a fuck if she liked it ornot. He loved her sass.

She walked over to him, and he’d alreadymoved the coffee table out of the way. He was stillfully dressed, which heknew was pissing her off, but again he didn’t care. Harlow was athis mercy, not the other way around.

Once she was close to him, he grabbed herhand, spun her around, and forced her onto his lap, with her assnestled against his groin. He heard her slight intake of breath,and he chuckled.

“Do you like what you feel?” he asked.

She gave a moan as a response. It was goodenough for now.

“Good.” He grazed his teeth against thedelicate column of her neck.

Grabbing both her knees, he spread herlegs open as he placedthem across his thighs.

“Put your arms back, around my neck,” hesaid.

She didn’t argue with him, which didsurprise him. He expected her to put up a little bit of a fight,but he was more than happy to play this game. With her open and athis mercy, he placed his hands on her stomach.

“Now, seeing as I’m now your new landlordand you’re at my mercy, you’re going to have to pay the bill,” hesaid.

“I don’t know how to pay … what do youwant?”

He smiled. She was playing along.

Slowly, he traced a fingerdown her body, circling herbelly button, and then journeying down toward her pussy. With theangle he had her, the lips of her sex were spread open. He tracedeither side of her lips, which were coated in a small patch ofhair. As he touched one side, and then up the other, he felt herwriggle on his lap.

“No moving. No fighting. You see, Harlow,this pussy is now mine. Just as youare mine. Your mouth is mine. Your ass is mine.Every single part of you belongs to me.” And he stroked over herclit, circling the swollen bud, before starting to journey down,going toward her entrance. “Are you sore?”

“No.”

He pressed a single finger inside her tofind her soaking wet.

“Dirty girl. Do you want me to play withyou?” he asked.

Another moan as a response, but he wasn’tgoing to keep taking that. He pulled his finger out of hercunt.

“Tell me,” he said.

“Please.”

“No sounds, I wantwords.”

She let out another growl and then she gavehim exactly what he wanted. “Please, Hunter, play with me.”

And he rewarded her by sliding a single finger deep into hercunt. She was still so fucking tight, and he added a second one andbegan to stretch her pussy. In and out, he thrust inside her,feeling her pussy getting even wetter with every passingsecond.

Pulling his fingers out of her pussy, helifted them up to the light. They glistened.He pressed his fingers to her lips,tracing her arousal around her lips. “Open.”

She opened her mouth and he pressed hisfingers inside. “Taste yourself.”

She sucked on his fingers, oneby one until she hadtaken all her arousal.

“Now lick your lips.”

Harlow did exactly that and went back infor more, pushing his fingers inside her pussy, but this time hedrew them out and started to circle her clit, moving back andforth, drawing her toward an orgasm. But then he didn’t push her over the edge. Whenshe did come, he wanted her cunt wrapped around hisdick.

He pulled his fingers out of her pussy andthen forced her to stand up. The moment she did, he opened thebutton and zipper of his jeans, and reached in to grasp his cock. He eased it out andthen looked at Harlow, seeing her lick her lips.

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