Page 6 of Stalemate

“Y-yes.” My grip on the back of her neck tightens as I lick a trail from her neck back to her lips, loving the way shudders roll through her perfect body. The moment my tongue invades her mouth, a groan pulls from deep inside me. She tastes like heaven. She grips the front of my shirt and lifts one of her legs to wrap around my waist and pulls me in closer, needing some friction against her greedy little cunt. I grip her hair and yank her back. Gasping, she stares up at me with so much need brimming in her gaze, a need she knows only I can satisfy.

“You gonna let me fuck that pussy hard, baby?”

A moan tumbles from her lips. “Fuck yes. Fuck me hard, baby, and come deep inside your pussy.” I growl my approval. Ally may be a dominant woman outside of the bedroom but inside it she submits to me, knowing that her submission is always rewarded by me ten times over. I take a small step back and grip the sports bra she wears, pull it over her head and marvel at the beauty that is her full tits. My mouth waters, needing to taste these dusted pink nipples, so I do. I capture one in my mouth and flick my tongue over the enlarged nub and use my free hand to tweak her other nipple. She throws her head back and a guttural cry tears from her throat.

Switching sides I make sure to bite down softly on this side and the loud-ass moan that comes from her has my cock twitching inside my slacks.

“King, please.” I release her nipple with a wet pop and step back, holding her gaze as I begin to unbutton my shirt. Her greedy eyes feast on the small amount of exposed skin on my chest.

“Please, what?” I ask as I shrug my shirt off. She darts her tongue out to lick her lips as her gaze roams over my exposed torso. I relish the sight of her clenching her thighs together, knowing she is already dripping for me like always.

“Let me suck you.” I pretend to ponder her request for a moment.

“Take your pants off and toss me your panties. If they’re soaked through, then you can suck my cock. If not…” She doesn’t let me finish. She shoves her pants down her legs and grabs her panties in one hand, then slowly closes the space between us. She holds her black lace G-string out to me and I snatch it from her. I bring it to my nose and inhale her heady scent, releasing an appreciative groan the moment I feel how fucking wet they are against my face. She drops to her knees and makes quick work of undoing my pants and pushing them down my legs, freeing my clock.

“Fuck, I love this cock so much, baby,” she rasps out as she grips the base of my dick in one hand, then brings the head to her lips. Fuck. I will never tire of seeing this woman drop to her knees before me, the sight almost makes me come on the spot. The moment her sinful lips wrap around the tip, I throw my head and groan. She sucks me all the way to the back of her throat and fuck, I jerk in response. The sound of her gagging on my cock and the way her head bobs up and down on it is a fucking euphoric sight.

“Jesus, just like that, baby. Make your husband come.” No sooner have the words left my mouth, she releases my cock with a wet pop and slowly climbs to her feet. I glare down at her in warning, she knows better than to play these games with me.

“I’m gonna need you to bury that cock deep in my weeping pussy and make me scream your fucking name so loud everyone hears it.”

Fuck!

Gripping her arm I yank her forward and bend her over my desk in the study of my house. She needs no further direction as she parts her legs. Silly woman thinks she has the upper hand. I drop into my seat and pull in closer to her exposed ass and pussy, parting her cheeks. I salivate at the sight of how wet her cunt is, her arousal coating her thighs. I can’t hold back, I bury my face in her pussy from behind and fucking love the sharp cry that comes from her surprise. She tastes so fucking good.

I start to fuck her greedy little cunt with my tongue. My girl pushes back against it and reaches behind herself to grip the back of my head and hold me in place as she rides my face from behind. The moment I feel her begin to tense, I yank free of her hold and lean back in my chair. She glares at me and I can’t help but chuckle.

“I call the fucking shots, not you. Now bring that perfect fucking ass back here and ride your man reverse cowgirl so I can come so fucking deep inside my pussy you’ll taste me on your tonsils.” Her pupils dilate and her breathing turns ragged as she quickly does as I told her. She opens her legs wide and straddles me. Gripping my cock, I line it up with her entrance and fucking groan the moment she slowly lowers that perfect fucking pussy onto my cock.

“Oh fuck,” she cries out as soon as I’m balls deep inside her, throwing her head back as I grip her waist and slowly begin to guide her movements as she bounces up and down on my cock. Her greedy cunt is already gripping me so fucking hard I know I won’t last much longer. This woman has a way of making me feel like a fucking pubescent teen without even trying.

I grip both her tits in my hands and knead her pert nipples as she rides me like a fucking porn star. Her movements begin to grow erratic as she chases her release. Instead of stopping this, I grip under her legs and stand. Without having to be prompted she wraps her arm around my neck for leverage, her legs spread eagle as I thrust up inside her.

“Yes, don’t stop, I’m gonna come!” she shouts. My pace quickens as I drive into her harder and relish in the scream that rips from her throat the moment she clamps down on my cock and comes all over it. Four more thrusts and I’m free falling over the edge with her, roaring out her name as I empty everything I have deep inside her perfect little pussy.

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Strolling into the living room of Bishop’s house I feel less stressed and more level headed after my wife helped relieve some of the tension and worry I was carrying. Vin, Car and Chanel sit on one of the couches deep in conversation. I look to the left to find Rook, Clare, Gage and Anya standing near the back door speaking in hushed tones. Bishop, Knight, Koby, Kiara, Royal, Havoc and Chaos stand in the center of the room locked in a heated conversation. I peer down at Ally and quirk a brow, the tension in the room is palpable and suffocating.

“Where are the girls?” Ally asks, drawing everyone's attention to us. Amelia rounds the corner from the kitchen with an angry look on her face.

“They’re at our house with Luka,” Anya says. Destiny, Nytress and Unique are too young to be a part of these types of conversations.

“Why the hell do they get to sit this out and I don’t?” Amelia snaps and my heart cracks. I hate that she hates this life. I know she doesn’t come home often and chose the college with the best medical program, as far away from us as possible, so she doesn’t need to be reminded she is a Murdoch. “I want no part of this.”

“You don’t get a choice in that! You are a Murdoch and you will not taint or dishonor our name by running away and getting your ass killed!” Chanel seethes. Before I can reprimand my niece, her father steps in and does it for me.

“Quiet down, Sin.” She turns toward her father with an incredulous look on her face.

“Her dumbass is going to get us all killed one day or start a fucking war!” Vin opens his mouth to protest but Meelz beats him to the punch.

“I’m not your concern, Chanel! You may like what this family stands for but I don’t. I save lives, not end them. Remember who the fuck you are speaking to next time you want to go off on a rant. I may not be forthcoming like you, the twins and Royal but never forget, I had the same training as the four of you growing up. I can hold my own, if need be, little girl.” Shock has my mouth hanging open as I stare at my daughter. I look around the room to find everyone else staring at my baby girl like she is some foreign being.

“Well, I for one didn’t think you had that bad bitch streak inside ya, cuz.” Meela shoots Chaos a glare as she saunters over to her mother and me, standing a foot away, flicking her gaze between the two of us for a moment before she speaks.

“The cartel may be coming for us but I am not agreeing to get locked away at Uncle Vin’s house in Aspen. I leave for Chicago in three days, and no one knows who I am, they don’t even know who Royal, Chanel and the twins are thanks to Aunt Koby and Uncle Knight changing our records. We are safer back in UNLV and Chicago than we are here. Please, Dad, don’t make me stay.”

Amelia

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