Page 34 of Bullet

The sound of our skin slapping together and our groans were the only noise in the quiet night air. I pumped wildly in and out of Dixyn, desperate for as much as I could get, but never seeming to get enough.

“Oh, God, Ford, I'm gonna come,” Dixyn moaned.

I slapped her ass and pounded harder, eager to make her gush all over me. “That's right, baby. That pussy is mine. Come for me.”

She cried out in pleasure as I continued fucking her. A few seconds later, I pulled out, spilling my cum all over her fat ass.

Dixyn's legs trembled as she tried to stay upright in her flimsy heels. Her breathing was ragged as she glanced over her shoulder at me, giving me a wry grin. “Is this your way of marking your territory?”

Zipping up my fly, I chuckled. “I don't like people touching what's mine.”

Her eyes narrowed at me. “Since when did I become your property?”

I tossed her a rag from my saddlebag, then crossed my arms over my chest. “Since I put my dick in you, sweetheart,” I stated matter-of-factly.

She scoffed as she wiped my cum off her ass. “Is that so? No one told me.”

“That's just the way it is in this life.” I shrugged.

She tossed the dirty rag back at me. “Whatever. Unless you pay my bills, you don't have a say in who I can and can't sleep with.”

I arched a brow. “Is that all it takes? I thought you'd be harder to get than that.”

She rolled her eyes. “Speaking of which, you just cost me money with your little macho display in there.”

The sound of throat-clearing caught my attention. Dead Man and Kojack poked their heads out from around the front of the house. “You done, Pres?”

“Have they been watching the whole time?” Dixyn asked in irritation, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Nah, just keeping a lookout.” I waved them over. “You didn't want one of those stuck-up suits walking over here while I was fucking you, did you?”

She let out a sound of disgust and annoyance, muttering under her breath. I couldn't help but chuckle.

Kojack handed me a stack of bills. “That twat host gave us a hard time, but we were able to convince him to give us your share.”

The guys kept their eyes on me, knowing better than to look at my woman. “Thanks, brother.”

I counted out five hundred bucks and gave it to Dixyn. “For costing you money.”

The frown on her face fell as her eyes widened in surprise. She tentatively reached for the money, as if afraid I was playing some kind of joke on her.

I grinned. “Take it, kitten.”

She took the money, her cheeks flushing as she smiled at me. “Thank you.”

The guys went to their bikes, putting on their helmets and getting ready to ride. They both got on as Dead Man asked, “See you back at the shop?”

“Yeah.”

My brothers took off, and I turned to Dixyn. “Need a ride?” I smirked.

Her pretty lips curved up. “Sure.”

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