Page 61 of The Rise

I have to think about that for a long minute because I love to see Lana chained to the wall and at my mercy, but I’m trying to picture her pregnant and writhing for my touch.

“Okay. Maybe you’re not as sick as I thought,” I tell him when he starts to laugh.

“I told you! I’m going to talk to her,” he states before shoving out of the chair and walking toward her. She eyes him wearily as she should. I sit back, and I watch them all. My friends, my brother, my family. I don’t think I could ask for anyone better than them.

Lana stands up, and her eyes lock with mine. I raise an eyebrow at her and watch as she drops to her knees with a smile on her face. Slowly, she crawls across the floor to me, not giving a shit who might be watching her. When she’s right in front of me, she sits back on her heels.

“What are you doing?” I ask her.

“What’s it look like?”

“You being a good girl, little rebel? You want a reward for that?” Her eyes dance with light, and that’s just another thing I love about her. She may have darkness inside her, but she is the fucking light I need in my life.

“Am I going to get it?” she asks, peering up at me under her lashes.

“That depends. How bad do you want it?” I sit back, rubbing my hand over my cock. Her eyes move to see what I’m doing before looking back up at me.

“Hunter, you know how bad I want it.”

“Prove it,” I tell her. I watch her hands slip under her dress, finding her pussy I’m sure is wet for me. She dips her fingers inside herself as I watch her. Then she pulls them free and brings them to her lips, sucking them clean.

“You want to taste me?” she purrs. I love this side of her. The side that says what she wants. I nod my head and watch as she slips her hand back under her dress and into her pussy. She works them in and out of herself, a moan slipping past her lips as I grin at her. Then she pulls her fingers free and holds her hand out to me. I lean down and suck them into my mouth, licking her fingers as I go.

I groan as I suck her fingers clean then I set the paper on the floor next to me and pull my cock out.

“You can climb up and ride me,” I tell her. She nods her head and stands, straddling my lap before lowering herself down my length.

“Hunter,” she whines as she slowly begins to ride me. I grab her hips as she moves and enjoy all the feelings racing through me. I want to tell her, but I want to fuck her too.

So I let her ride me. I hear the whistles from the guys, and I don’t give a shit. Lana is bouncing up and down on my cock, and it feels too damn good.

“Keep going, Lana. You’re going to make us both come, aren’t you? I’m going to fill that little pussy of yours full,” I tell her leaning in to bite her neck. Her pussy clenches around me, and I groan. Lana keeps going and going when I reach around and lift her skirt. I know they can all see my cock sliding inside her, and I don’t care. I find her clit, and I circle it. It’s pulsing and needy, just like my little rebel is.

“Come on, little rebel. Don’t make me regret letting you take over,” I tell her. Lana whines like she just can’t get there riding me. So I shove her up and off me before I stand. I spin her and shove her forward, bending her over the chair before I move in behind her.

“You want me to fuck you? Is that what you’re little greedy pussy needs?”

“Yes!”

“Is it? Maybe I should make you beg me for it,” I tell her. I tease her entrance, and she shoves her ass back, trying to get me inside her. “Come, Lana. Fucking beg for my cock like the good little girl you are.”

“Please, Hunter. I need you inside me.”

I raise my hand and slap her ass, causing her to yelp.

“Beg better. Tell me exactly what you want.”

“Please. I need your cock inside me. I need you to fill me,” she whines. That’s all I need. I thrust into her, grabbing a handful of her hair as I take her harder and faster. I jerk her head back and listen as moans fall from her lips.

I keep pounding into her, loving the sounds our bodies make as they slap against each other.

“You’re lucky I didn’t chain you up tonight,” I tell her as I keep going. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Hanging there for everyone to see my pussy on display. Would that make you horny, Lana?”

“Hunter, please, I need to come.”

“Do you?” Now, I slow down, barely moving inside her. She whimpers, moving one of her hands between her legs.

“Move it, or I’m done!” I snap at her. She quickly moves her hand away from her pussy, and I slowly start to thrust into her once more.

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