Page 79 of Knight
“What?!” she screeched.
I headed for the door.
“Get your ass on the back of my bike, baby, everyone is waiting.” I pulled open the door and held my hand out for her.
It wasn’t even a second before she rushed to me and slipped her hand in mine.
The night was perfect. Her dad pulled me in for a proud, happy hug. She told me ‘I do’ as she wore her property cut, and I vowed to love and cherish her forever in a room full of our family.
We drank. We danced. We made love in my room at the compound. And at six in the morning, we rolled out of bed and headed to the airport.
“You want to know where we’re going now?” I asked as we settled into the uncomfortable chairs and waited for our flight to be called.
“No,” she said smiling up at me as she wrapped her arms around mine. “I don’t care as long as I’m with you.”
And she proved that for six days straight. We didn’t leave the hotel room. We made love on every surface there was and took breaks only to eat and sleep.
“Harder, Knight!” she screamed.
I wasn’t sure how I even had anything left in me. We were supposed to check out and leave twenty minutes ago, but it seemed that we needed one last go before the long flight home.
Gwen was currently bent over the couch, skirt pushed up around her waist. My pants were pooled around my ankles.
“Fuck, Gwen,” I grunted as I gripped her hips and pumped into her faster and harder.
“Fuck your wife like you own that pussy,” she commanded while looking over her shoulder at me.
Well, I’d be damned.
She had a filthy mouth on her, though she didn’t let me hear it often. Just another thing about her that drove me crazy—in a good way.
So I did just as she said.
I fucked that pussy like I owned it.
Because I fucking did.
“I love you,” she screamed as she came on my cock.
“I love you, too, baby,” I grunted out as I emptied my sore as fuck balls inside of her.
The End
