Page 67 of Out for Blood

God.

She was perfect.

I pulled her over onto my lap. Her legs straddled my waist as I deepened the kiss, my hands moving up and down her back, and under her shirt.

“Sher,” I moaned against her mouth. “If we start now, I’m not going to be able to stop.”

“Cooper, I don’t give a goddamn,” she said against my mouth. “You lay me down and worship my goddamn body this instant.”

“Yes, ma’am,” I smiled against her mouth, loving her take charge attitude. I was going to love having her boss me around for the rest of our lives. I pulled her shirt off her, loving how her full breasts sat there between us, just begging to be licked and sucked.

I flipped her over onto her back and she squealed in delight. Yanking her leather pants down her legs, I saw her bare pussy, making my cock jump to attention.

“Jesus, you can’t walk around the clubhouse with no panties on, Sher.”

“Why not?” she wiggled her eyebrows playfully.

“Because I don’t want to kill any of my men for looking at my woman.”

She rolled her eyes, moving her legs wide, showing me just how wet she was for me already. I felt a growl erupt from my throat as I undid my belt, letting it clatter to my floor as Iremoved my pants. I moved onto the bed, laying in between her legs and throwing my head down between her thighs. She moaned and bucked her hips up to meet my mouth as her hands went to my hair and held it back from my eyes so she could watch as I devoured her pussy. Her soft moans were enough to make my dick throb painfully, pushing into the mattress so hard that I thought I may poke a hole through the material. Her hips rotated, pushing my nose deeper into her. I loved tasting her sweet essence, and I loved how it coated my face as I watched her fight her pleasure to hold out for more. She needn’t worry. I had every intention of doing this every day for the rest of our lives.

“Cooper, I fucking need you.”

Too bad, little lady.

I pushed two fingers into her core, watching as she bucked her pussy against my mouth. I rode her bucking like a fucking cowboy as I curled my fingertips inside of her. Her back arched up off the pillows, and she held onto the leather headboard as the waves of ecstasy erupted within her. She screamed out as her orgasm hit her hard. Only when she fell back against the bed did I get up and grab the bottle of Jack, twisting the top off. I held it over her body, splashing her with my favourite drink.

She gasped in shock before a wicked smile made its way over her lips. “We’re gonna be sticky, Coop.”

“I don’t give a fuck,” I said before I dove down and sucked the liquid from her skin, down to her pussy where it had slid down to. My mouth moved over her clit, tickling the engorged bud while my fingers dove into her. I splashed her again with the liquid, before grabbing the bottle and taking a swig. I moved up to kiss the liquid from her lips as it dribbled out of our mouths and down our chests. I kneed her legs open wider before I positioned myself at her entrance. With one swift thrust, I was balls deep in my old lady.

Her moan had my balls wanting to empty almost instantly. I cussed as I pulled out and thrust into her again. She flipped me onto my back, sliding herself down on my dick as she drank the Jack Daniels from the bottle. Sheridan bounced on top of me, my fingers driving into the soft flesh of her hips. God, I loved this woman.

She took another sip, hovering over me and dripping it down into my open mouth. My cock jolted inside of her, making her gasp as I swallowed down the liquid.

“Baby, fucking ride me,” I urged her. “I need to empty my fucking balls deep inside you.”

That threw her, and she took another gulp of Jack before she handed me the bottle and placed her hands on my chest, moving more freely on top of me. I put the bottle down on the bedside table and held onto her hips as she rode me for all I was worth. Her breasts bounced with every movement, the rosy pink nipples beaded, just begging for my tongue. I cupped them, testing the weight in my hand as I squeezed them slightly before my fingers played with those nipples that I loved sucking into my mouth. She pushed back, her breasts being pushed out into the air as she anchored her hands on my legs, holding herself upright as she rode me.

Yes.

Fucking, yes.

My balls pulled tight right around the time her pussy clamped down on my cock, her moans turning into feverish groans.

“Come with me, baby.”

She nodded, looking back down at me. She intertwined her fingers with mine as I held her up, her hips moving, rotating around.

“Fuck,” I groaned out as she screamed, her pussy so tight around me that I thought it may cut my dick off. My balls pulsed hot cum into her as she took me through my release.

Sheridan fell on top of me, the remnants of the whiskey making us sticky as fuck, but right now, all I wanted was my girl in my arms, her breathing as ragged as mine.

SHERIDAN

The clubhouse was erupting with sound as I got ready with Cooper. He looked at me, fear edging his face.

“Stay here,” he said, grabbing his gun and heading out of the room. I knew I should have waited, but I couldn’t. Something in me spurred me into action, and I moved out into the common area. Everyone was standing around, Cooper dropped his hand with the gun in it when I saw my girls standing there with big smiles on their faces.

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