Page 17 of Python (Reapers Rejects MC)

The sensation of her lips sliding down my length is almost too much to bear, and I bite back a groan as she begins to suck me like a porn star.

I let her do this for five minutes, tangling my hands in her fiery red hair until I finally tug her up.

I can’t hold back any longer, and I need to be inside her.

I lift her up, turn her around, and press her face against the wall.

Raising her black skirt, I slide my hand up her leg, feeling the smooth skin between my fingers.

She gasps as I yank down her panties, exposing her perfect ass to the cool night air.

I run my fingertips over her sensitive flesh. “You like this, hmm?”

Her voice comes out as barely a whisper. “Yes, more than you know.”

I take her by surprise and spank her hard, watching as a flush of color spreads across her cheeks.

She cries out, but it’s not one derived from pain.

It’s from pleasure.

Leaning forward, I whisper in her ear as I force myself inside her tight pussy. “You have no idea how much I’ve been thinking about bein’ inside you.”

She moans loudly, her body tensing as I begin my rough, relentless thrusts.

I should have gone slowly at first, but how could I?

All I’ve been thinking about is being in this woman, about having to have her.

I can’t be patient right now, even if I wanted to.

I’m caught in moments of bliss as she clenches around me.

Thrust after thrust, I feel her orgasm building as I fuck her relentlessly.

It’s not long before I feel myself reaching the edge, so I grab her throat and give her a little squeeze.

She gets tighter, and her legs start to shake. “Fuck, Python.”

Her voice vibrates against the hand I have on her throat.

We come together, both of our bodies shaking from the intensity of our orgasms.

I collapse against her, pressing us both against the wall, spent and sated.

I didn’t want to do this with her, or at least I didn’t want to do it in this way . . . but I don’t regret this at all.

I knew I’d be inside Astra at some point. I just never thought it would be in a bathroom at a bar.

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Astra

I can’t get his image out of my mind.

His dark eyes boring into mine.

His sweaty forehead and perfectly shaped beard.

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