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“There are other things I can do with my mouth,” I purr, reaching for the button of his jeans. This time, I want to be the one in charge of his pleasure.
“You’re a naughty girl, babe. Trying to get me into trouble all the time.”
I drag down his zipper, dropping my eyes to the bulge pressing against his thigh. “I’m not going to tell anyone, are you?”
He lets out a groan as I slip my hand into his pants, sliding right into his briefs. I clutch around his thick girth, getting a feel of his big dick. He’s definitely bigger than I expected.
“You need to keep quiet,” I purr as I slide up and down his length. “Can’t have the boys hearing you growling like an animal in here.” But I love those sexy sounds he makes. They make me so hot for him.
“I’ll keep my mouth shut. Now, get those lips on me, princess. My dick can only take so much teasing.”
He shifts to pull his jeans down, and my eyes nearly bug out of my head when his huge cock comes into view. It’s a beast. Likehim. Thick and long with veins running down the shaft. There’s a drop of cum already oozing from the slit of his perfect crown. My curiosity takes me forward and I swipe it with my tongue, wanting to know what he tastes like. It tastes like him. Heady and masculine with a hint of spicy ruggedness.
I go back in for more, licking across the tip then suctioning around him. He lets out another groan and his hand grips the back of my neck, holding me in place. I slide my mouth lower, wanting to take more of him…and more of him. All the way until he hits the back of my throat and I can’t swallow any more without choking. His hold on me tightens and I get another burst of his flavor on my tongue.
“You’re a naughty little princess. Mouth full of my cock. Trying to suck me dry.”
I start bobbing my head, my mouth watering more and more, making my path slippery, allowing me to go faster. His breathing is picking up. Heavy pants filling my room. My hair clasped tight in his grip. I feel like a queen. In control of his pleasure. Making him bend to my will.
When I reach for his heavy sac between his legs, giving it a squeeze, he comes down my throat. His body seizing up. Cock thrusting down my throat, and it’s a thrilling feeling. Watching him lose complete control and give himself over to me. He’s so dominant and commanding, but I’m the one with the power.
“You want to tell me how you became an expert in cock-sucking?”
I slide off him and wipe my mouth as I climb back up onto his lap. “Guess I’m just a natural.”
He lets out another growl, flipping me onto my back.
“It’s my turn now.”
14
Ripper
“Yo, Rip.” Hawk comes walking into the great room right as I sink the eight ball into the corner pocket. “Just got a text from that slut. Says Montoya’s heading to the club.”
“Do we have confirmation on that?” I ask. “Anyone see him leaving his warehouse?”
Right as I ask the question, Dagger comes walking in. “Rip, he’s on the move.”
It’s time. “Gather the guys. We’re rolling out in five.” I turn to my girl, who looks scared. She doesn’t need to be. Montoya doesn’t know we’re coming for him. And we’re the Savage Knights. No one can take us down. “Don’t worry, babe. Raid and the guys are here to protect you. I should be back in a couple of hours.”
She nods, still worrying her lip, and man, I wish I could kiss her. But there are too many eyes. That said, as soon as I’m donewith this job, I’m calling up King and making it official so that I can kiss my girl whenever I want.
“Raid, keep an eye on her. We’ll be back.”
I’m out the door, armed and ready to ride. Today’s the day. I’m going to finally get that bastard once and for all. And from here on out, my girl will be free. I’ll be able to take her to the mall anytime she wants to go. I can take her to dinner and to a damn movie theater. I’ll be able to give her the life she deserves.
We get to the strip club in record fucking time, managing to beat Montoya. I was planning on getting him upon his exit, but I think we should take him out before he goes inside. But as the time rolls on and there’s no sign of him, my patience grows weak.
“Get on the phone with Janice. Find out what’s going on,” I tell Hawk.
He pulls out his burner and texts our informant. Thankfully, he doesn’t have to wait on a response.
“She said she doesn’t know where he is. She was told he was coming though.”
“Find out who told her and whether that person knows what’s going on.” I was under the impression that Janice had spoken to the fucker directly. Now, we’re going off hearsay. That’s not how I operate.
“Fuck,” Hawk seethes, and I don’t like the look on his face. “She said Cherry’s the one who told her he was coming.”
