Page 128 of Outcast

Lube.

Excitement shot straight to my balls.

Rita lowered herself back down as she pulled her blouse out of her skirt and unbuttoned it. Then she tossed it to the side.

Matías knelt behind her, cupping her tits before pulling them out of their cups. Then he massaged one and used his other hand to push her forward until her nipples brushed my chest.

She clenched around me and I shivered. I was so fucking close to coming. I'd last one stroke from Matías, damn it.

Pressing her lips to mine, she breathed me in as Matías sorted himself out. I knew the exact moment he started to push inside her. I could feel it through the thin barrier of skin separating us. The backs of his fingers dug into me from where he gripped Rita’s hips.

He took her slow, working himself into her with a patience that was ripping me apart. Both Rita and I weregasping and grunting, making small cries. She was so full of us, and I was rightthere.

He bottomed out and she relaxed on top of me. Out of nowhere, he shifted his knees between my thighs, then pinned them down with his shins as close to my groin as he could get with Rita on top of me.

But as Matías pulled himself out almost all the way, I pulsed as I felt the first spurt of cum.

"No, no, not yet," I griped.

"He's coming," Rita cried out as her nails dug into my shoulders and she pushed her hips down as hard as she could.

"Fuck, you assholes!" I bellowed, as I tried to move my hips and couldn't. I couldn't buck, or thrust, or even lift my ass off the ground.

Matías laughed as he started fucking Rita's ass with so much force, she was a sobbing mess of pleasure. I emptied everything I had inside of Rita as she orgasmed, and that asshole didn't stop.

He kept going. Kept fucking her with a single-minded devotion, sawing against me, moving Rita up and down my still hard cock.

"Fuck," I groaned as one more ribbon of cum escaped my raw as hell cock while I shivered.

Rita went limp from pleasure on top of me as Matías lost his rhythm, thrusting harder before he slammed into her one last time on a fucking sigh.

A fucking sigh.

While I had lost my mind in the most erotic torture ever.

RITA

I called a meeting for my leadership. We'd restructured things around here. Not thatPapá'sway didn't work, but things needed to change.

Moving to how Carnage Industries operated, we now had divisions. Leadership for each business that made sure profits rolled in. Then we had the gang. It operated separately. We still partied, we still went on rides, caused trouble. But we made sure there was plenty of separation between our families and the businesses.

That was one difference between us and Amorette's businesses.

They had employees, and we had a family.

Ricco and Manny were my official seconds in command. Esteban and Matías were my unofficial seconds, but we were more of a unit, and the Dirty Dogs accepted that.

Jonny and Rio were third, and then there was everyone else.

Their purposes were to squash fights, pick up slack if there was any, and organize our response to threatsif there were any. However, since we put ourselves back together again, there had been no whispers of any kind of trouble.

It seemed like the Dirty Dogs and Carnage Industries had created such an alliance that everyone was too afraid to test it.

Good. I liked life on the low key side.

There hadn't been any signs of the new club either. It seemed like Due had told the truth. Except for the few who died on the brother’s property, he actually wiped the rest of the club. Although they had been new, so I wasn't sure that was the feat he would have wanted it to be.

For those Dirty Dogs who had a little too much pent upaggression, Grey opened the roster and they started fighting every third Saturday at his hotel. Sometimes against each other, sometimes against outside fighters.

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