Page 7 of Piper's Pyro

She yelped and jolted her pelvis. “Holy shit! I didn’t think you had it in you.” She held my head and fucked my face. “That a boy. Gimme you’re best because this is the only time you’ll get to eat my pussy.”

Her words angered me. She didn’t get to tell me what and who I could have. If I fucking wanted to have her for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, I fucking would.

I spread her ass cheeks and pressed my middle finger into her tight hole.

“Whoa. Wait.” She squirmed under me. “I didn’t agree to this.”

“Can’t take the stinging heat? Don’t be a baby.”

“I can take it.” Of course she could. Nothing and no one would tell her what she could do. She must’ve had a bunch of older brothers who picked on her and toughened her up.

“Maybe we should stop. I’m too much for you.” I reared back.

“No! Didn’t I say gimme your best?” She squeezed my head, ratcheting up her intensity. Fuck, she turned me on.

“The next time you complain, the fuck fest is over.”

“Why are you still talking?” She pushed my head toward her pussy.

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His finger took my virgin hole while he sucked on my clit. Tears burned behind my eyes, but I’d never let him see me cry.

Ironically, the pleasure-pain combination launched a powerful surge in my core like I’d never experienced before. Though my brothers tried to keep every guy away from me, I wasn’t a virgin. They couldn’t babysit me every second of the day.

But everyone in Fargo knew the Knight’s Legion MC ruled, so finding a local guy to go out with hadn’t been easy, which meant I wasn’t all that experienced with sex.

“Relax your ass, Piper. It’ll be more enjoyable if you’re not so tense.” Hearing my name on his lips made my stomach flutter and my breathing stutter.

I exhaled slowly to calm myself.

“Good girl.” He went back to licking between my folds and rubbing his nose against my clit.

I tried to fight my building orgasm. Didn’t want this to end too quickly.

When I’d arrived at the casino, I had hoped to meet one of the band members. I guess the universe had other ideas and thought hooking up with a disgustingly hot asshole would be better. I wasn’t complaining. So far, he was giving me the best sex I’d ever had.

And I didn’t even know his name, yet he was doing things to me I’d never consider doing with a total stranger.

My mother would scold me for being so stupid.

My father would lock me up until I was seventy and too tired to fuck.

My brothers would paralyze him so he could never have sex again, but they had no idea how talented he was with his tongue.

Did I care about Mr. Cocksure’s safety?

Sort of. I’d never intentionally put a person in the line of my brothers’ wrath. Yet, there I was, bowing my back and mewling like a goddamn cat when he flattened his tongue and swiped from one end to the other.

“How are you so fucking sweet?” He pushed his tongue into my heat. “What do you use to clean yourself, or do you taste this good naturally?”

“I have no idea. Stop talking!”

He chuckled from between my legs. His sexy rumble vibrated my pussy and put me over the edge.

“Oh shit! I… I… I’m coming!” My climax hit with a vengeance.

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