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My thrusts sped up. Because it was Oya and her magical pussy it didn’t take long for me to nut. The melodic sound of my nuts hitting her ass as I pounded into her tight pussy sounded like a damn choir of angels. The tingling of my approaching orgasm started at the tip of my toes like it always did and quickly encompassed my entire being.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I yelled, throwing my head back, closing my eyes, and roaring as total fucking bliss covered my entire frame.
Stars danced behind my eyes as her pussy milked me dry. This was how it always was with her. Fucking cosmic.
As soon as I emptied all my cum into her pussy, I pulled out, and settled back between her legs, gathering our mixed arousal on my tongue.
I groaned. This was also one of my favorite flavors. The mixture of her cum and mine. I sucked on her clit, giving it a few hard pulls before I gathered our cum on my tongue and rose between her legs.
She eyed me hungrily, watching my every move. I settled above her body then my mouth crashed onto hers. I pushed my cum covered tongue in her mouth so she could taste how well we went together. There was no better flavor than us.
She groaned into my kiss, hungrily taking everything, I gave her with just as much passion. When I pulled away her eyes were glazed over, her body covered in sweat, and she looked thoroughly fucked. I loved every bit of it. Just thinking about how well she took my cock had my dick swelling again.
“Why are you looking at me like you want to fuck me again?” she asked with a smirk. She knew I couldn’t get enough of her.
My dick nudged at her entrance. “Maybe because I do,” I replied, sliding back home. “I’m never letting you go, Oya.”
She wrapped her legs around my hips. “Are you sure about that?”“Never. You’re stuck with me and my mechanical dick forever.”
10
I paced my office at Forbidden Ink as Oya looked at me like I’d lost my mind. This was at least the fucking third time her ex had tried to confront her. Once when I was there and another time while she was out with Raquel, now at her job.
This shit had to end. I’ve been patiently waiting for Emilio Messina, the new Don of the Bianchi Syndicate to do what he promised King he’d do, but he wasn’t moving fast enough for me. Now Oya’s job was in jeopardy because her damn ex-husband didn’t know how to take no for an answer and move on with his life.
“This is fucking ridiculous!” I stopped pacing and looked at her. “He shouldn’t be able to do this.”
She sighed after I resumed pacing. “I agree. But power and money talk, and unfortunately, he has both. I’m not worried Gavin, the truth will eventually come out. Everything will be all right.”
That motherfucker had the nerve to approach the Dean of the university with the outrageous allegation accusing Oya of giving grades in exchange for money. Now the school was investigating and had put her on unpaid leave indefinitely.
“He’s costing you your job.” I shook my head in disbelief at how far he was willing to go. I shouldn’t be surprised because he was a bastard but Oya’s the mother of his kid. You think that meant something but if that didn’t mean anything to my father why would it mean anything to someone like the congressman. “And for what? Because of me?”
If I had anything fragile in my vicinity, I’d break it. I was so fucking pissed. Not only was he going after the Sinners' legal businesses, including Forbidden Ink, but now he was going after her job too.
It hadn’t even been two hours since the Health Department had left because someone had filed a complaint against us. Of course, they didn’t find shit because there was nothing to find. I did shit the way it was supposed to be done because this place was my life. If it got out that a complaint had been filed about Forbidden Ink being unsanitary, I could be ruined. Not only my business but me as a tattoo artist. I wouldn’t be able to work again.Which I knew was what he wanted. He wanted to hit me and the Sinners.
Oya stood and walked to me, causing me to stop pacing. She cupped my face. “We will get through this, okay?” She kissed my lips and then pulled away. “Take a breath.”
I closed my eyes, inhaled a deep breath, then released it opening my eyes. “I’m sorry.”
I can’t imagine how this was impacting her. We just wanted to be happy. I finally found contentment and some asshole was doing everything in their power to destroy it. What sucked was someone else was handling him when it should be me. I didn’t give up easily and I wouldn’t this time, but it wasn’t easy. None of this should be as hard as it was.
Her brows dipped in confusion. “For what?”
“For bringing all this down on you. I don’t want our relationship to cost you everything you’ve worked hard for.”
She wrapped her arms around my neck. “This isn’t anyone’s fault, but Thomas’. Everything will work out. Trust me.”
Before I could respond, there was pounding on my office door. “Police!”
“Police,” I muttered as I walked to the door. “What the hell?”
I yanked the door open. Two uniformed officers stood there like they were ready for anything. My eyes flicked down to their hands on the butts of their guns, then back to their eyes.
“Can I help you?” I asked as calmly as possible. I wasn’t about to get shot by police officers who were ready to kill me on the spot.
“Are you Gavin Lawson?” the officer who was closest to me.
