Page 29 of Parrish

Fuck, I ain’t about to deny her.

A growl sounds from the back of my throat as she rushes off the bike and charges for me. Reaching me, she grabs a fistful of my shirt and pulls me towards her. Her breath hitches as I take hold of her face.

“You want something?” I growl, sliding one hand down her throat.

“Yeah,” she replies. Desire flickers in her eyes as she wraps her free hand around my waist and arches her hips against me. “I want you. Right here,” she hisses. “Right now.”

My fingers tighten around her neck for a split second before I release her completely and bend my head to take her mouth. That beautiful fucking mouth that’s been designed just for me. I take it and I fucking ravish it, sliding my tongue between her lips and sweeping every inch of that sinful mouth. Somewhere in the back of my twisted mind, a plan is buried on how I take Reina for the last time. The hours of fucking her and branding her are forgotten as she laces her fingers through the belt loops of my jeans and rubs herself against my denim covered cock.

Grazing her lips with my teeth, I bring my hands to her tits and squeeze them. A moan passes from her mouth to mine as I shove the leather jacket over her shoulders and pull the neckline of her shirt over her breasts, revealing her lace bra. Tearing my mouth from hers, I slide my hands under the lace and pull her tits out.

“Fuck,” I hiss, rolling her pebbled nipples between my fingers, pinching and pulling as I push her against my bike.

“Harder,” she demands, reaching into my jeans. Her hand finds my cock as I bend my head and take one nipple between my teeth. She shrieks and gives my shaft a forceful tug. Soon her cries of pain turn to pants of pleasure and my fingers work at dragging her skintight pants down her hips to her knees. Next to go are her panties. I release her tit and straighten to my full height. With her tits on display and her nipples sharp as shards of glass, she arches her back and leans against the bike. Her hand falls from my cock as her eyes lock with mine and she begins to finger herself.

“Look what you do to me,” she pants as she pulls her fingers from her pussy and lifts them in the air. My gaze cuts to the glistening digits and a feral growl slips past my lips as I fist my cock.

“All you, Parrish,” she murmurs. “That’s all you.”

“Turn around and bend over,” I order. “Ass in the air, tits on the seat.”

A devilish grin works her pouty lips as she crooks her wet fingers.

“You gonna give it to me, Jack?”

Instead of answering her, I close the distance between us and grab her wrists. Wrapping my lips around her soaked fingers, I lick them clean before releasing them with a pop. She moans softly as I lean into her.

“Not going to say it again, Reina. Turn around and give me that pussy,” I order. My patience teeters, insanity beckons and as she obeys my command, I grab her hips and position myself. Her ass taunts me, and it takes every ounce of self-control not to tear into her like an animal. Instead, I palm the globes, squeezing and spreading them. My fingers trail lower and I find her soaking wet cunt ready for me.

A pair of headlights turn into the parking lot and Reina quickly lifts her head. As the car draws closer, I piston my hips and ram my cock inside her, figuring it’s the pair of blue and whites Ritzer has following me. She cries my name and I fist her hair, lifting her torso off the bike as I pound into her.

“Jack,” she murmurs as I stare straight ahead at the car approaching us. There are no sirens to be found on top of the sedan and I realize I’ve lost the shadow Ritzer put on me. I play with Reina’s tits and keep my eyes pinned to the intruder. The thought of someone watching me fuck my wife into oblivion unravels me and I lose control. Reina braces one hand on the seat of my bike and winds the other around my neck as she begs for more.

The car comes to a stop and the head lights flick off as Reina finds her orgasm and starts to come around my cock. Keeping my eyes trained to the silhouette behind the wheel, I continue to pump my wife, until one orgasm rolls into another and she’s coming again, crying my name as I fill her with my come.

How’s that for a show motherfucker?

Spent, Reina falls forward on the bike panting and I tear my eyes away from the car to pull my cock out of her. The engine of the car roars to life and the headlights shine brightly as I pull my jeans over my still semi-hard dick. The tires skid across the pavement as the car peels out of the parking lot, leaving us alone.

“They watched,” Reina says, still trying to catch her breath.

“Yeah, they did.”

Fuck if I care though.

Bending down, I spread her legs and watch as my come drips down the inside of her leg. The sight entices a grin from me and I lift a finger, swiping it over the wetness before spreading it between the swollen lips of her cunt, branding her mine.

Forever mine

Forever property of Parrish.

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