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I didn’t even have to think about it. “Yes please,” I said weakly. More than anything!

“Keep your hands exactly where they are,” he ordered. He didn’t wait for my response, knowing that I would comply.

He began to scoot down my body, kissing and licking me as he went, leaving a trail of liquid fire, his touch so light that it felt as if he were running a feather over my sensitive flesh. Goose bumps covered me as he closed his mouth over my nipple and sucked hard before continuing down to my belly button. I sucked in a breath at his teasing touch, and then he was where I needed him most. There was no hesitation as Loco wrapped his arms around my thighs and drew me up, locking his hot mouth over my pussy. I screamed and came instantly while he fucked me hard and deep with his tongue.

My body convulsed in pleasure and for several minutes there was nothing I could do but let go and experience a euphoria like nothing I’d ever felt before. “Tucker…” I whispered in amazement as he began to lap over me like a cat licking up cream and wanting to get every drop. My thighs quivered with every sweep of his tongue.

I was still coming down when Loco inched his way up my body. My eyes fell to his mouth, which was glistening from my cum, and the look in his dark eyes made promises he wouldn’t voice. He kissed me like I’d known he would, thrusting his tongue inside my mouth so that I got a good taste of myself. The knowledge of where his tongue had been, and the musky taste of it just been made me hotter. I felt his hand move between us, and in the next instant he thrust forward, burying his cock in deep.

The stretch and slight burn of his penetration was a welcoming sensation, and for just a minute he stilled and let me feel the strong pulse of his cock inside me.

“Oh!” I gasped, arching beneath him with pleasure.

He began to thrust. “I thought about this cunt all fucking week,” he admitted gruffly, pumping in and out with purpose. “Thought about how fucking tight you are. How much I wanted to fill it with my cum.”

I ran my hands up and down his muscular backside, marveling once again at the feel of his tight muscles. I’d never get used to his hard, God-like body.

“Feels so good, Tucker. I missed you this week. Missed this.” His cock started to piston faster and harder, and I curled my nails into his flesh. “Fuck!” I panted.

“Oh, yeah?” He grinned down at me, still thrusting deep.

I nodded. Then he moved abruptly, flipping me over on a breath and arranging me on my knees. I waited for him to penetrate me again, but he had other plans. As I kneeled before him, breathing through my open mouth, I felt his lips on me, and then his teeth, leisurely moving over my ass. It was more of a turn-on than I’d anticipated, and I instinctively pushed my bottom toward him encouragingly. He teased me until my clit was pulsing and I was dripping wet.

“You like this, darlin’?”

“I love it!” I responded passionately. I noticed that he was moving closer to my anus with every nibble. “Fuck me, Tucker! Please!” I had no shame.

He leaned over my backside and whispered into my ear, “Your wish is my command.”

I waited impatiently for Loco to enter me, losing a little of my sanity when he slammed inside balls-deep. I felt the telltale tingle that signified my orgasm was approaching at a rate that took my breath away. As he started to pound into me, I felt his hand reach for my clit.

“Oh, God, Tucker! Right there!” I screamed, and clenched around his cock, exploding with a force that rocked us both. I closed my eyes against the flash of light and panted through waves of ecstasy.

Loco grabbed me roughly by the hips. “Fuuucck!” he roared as he pulled me back against his body and held me tight. I could feel his cock swell and become ramrod hard before it jerked strongly while releasing his warm seed.

He hissed through his orgasm, coming hard.

After a while, Loco dropped down over my body and I straightened my legs so that we had a more comfortable position. His heavy, hot breath was against the back of my neck, and I was sure that the wetness I felt on his body was no longer from the shower, but my own sweat. As my heartbeat gradually returned to normal, my breaths slowed, and his soft cock slowly slipped from my body. I felt sleep coming on.

I was vaguely aware of Loco rolling off me and arranging me so that we were spooning comfortably. He pulled the sheet over us. I felt his kiss against my shoulder and closed my eyes for the last time.

It was morning when I finally opened my eyes again, and I was alone. I felt Loco’s side of the bed to find it cold, which meant that he’d been up for a while. I listened for any kind of sound that would indicate that he was still in the apartment somewhere, but all I heard was silence. I rolled onto my back and sighed heavily, amazed that a man his size could move about so easily without waking me. He’d fucked me into exhaustion, and once I’d gone to sleep I hadn’t known another thing.

For the first time in a week, I’d gotten a good night’s sleep.

As I rolled to get up, I moaned at the dull aches in my body. Getting fucked by Loco was like a workout. There was nothing soft about the man, and he liked his sex rough and hard. I couldn’t complain, though. My previous sexual experiences had been mostly of the vanilla kind, and he’d quickly turned me into a dirty, take-me-any-way-you-want-kind-of-girl. The man had talent, there was no doubt about it. I pressed my lips as I got to my feet--he also had a lot more experience.

I went to the bathroom to take care of business and grab a shower when I saw the note that had been taped to the mirror. Smiling, I snatched it off and focused my eyes on the words.

Morning, babe. Left for church. There’s a prospect on you until I get back. Don’t give him a hard time.

I huffed a snort. It was about what I would have expected from a man like Loco. No flowery words or endearments. Just short and to the point. I knew that “church” meant that the club was having a meeting, and I knew what he meant by assigning a prospect to me. Loco was protecting me, which made me feel warm and special inside. He cared about me, and after what had happened the night before, he was worried, too. I had a hunch that it was why church had been called this morning.

I wondered what was going to happen to Russ, because I knew without a doubt that Loco was going to do something about him. I probably didn’t want to know what. I thought about Helen--would Russ blame her for any of this? He was obviously unstable.

I had no jobs scheduled for the day, but I thought it wouldn’t hurt to stop by Helen’s just to make sure that she was okay. I loved the old woman and her demon cat, Owen. If I suspected anything out of the norm was going on, I would get in touch with her family.

I was not going to let Russ hurt her or take advantage of her.

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