Page 90 of Psycho Knights


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Suddenly, I felt him pulling out all the way.

I almost started protesting but next moment, he thrust into me again, the force enough to shove me against the wall.

I yowled at the sensations razing through me. Even though I was wet, it took a while for me to adjust to his thickness.

His hold on my wrists loosened. Sliding his hands down my body, he gripped my hips in a bruising hold, and started thrusting inside me.

I struggled to stay quiet as he plunged into me, but failed. My soft moans mingled with his groans. The embarrassing sound of skin slapping against skin rose between us.

Hot, pulsing pleasure rose deep inside me, drowning all my senses in a sea of lust. Within minutes, I was blinded to the man who was probably jerking off to us.

My fingers hooked onto his broad, muscular shoulders as my body tightened in a familiar sensation. I was close to reaching my climax, my hips moving of their own accord, matching his thrusts.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he growled.

He was right. I was still aware of the man watching us. Knowing someone was jerking off to us made my insides clench tighter.

“Fuck, I’m getting so close,” Mikhail grunted.

His strokes grew harder and faster, and soon we were both gasping for breath and panting harshly.

We reached our peak together, our bodies shuddering against each other. His cock pulsed against my throbbing channel, shooting waves of his white-hot semen deep inside me.

Pulling out gently, he stepped away.

The moment his hold on my hips vanished, I sank to the ground. My knees were suddenly too weak to hold my weight.

He was beside me in an instant and moving the thick strands of hair away from my face. “Are you okay, babe?”

I nodded, my mind still too hazy from the pleasure still pulsing through me.

It was a while before I became aware of my surroundings. My gaze roved around the dark corners of the diner’s backyard, searching for the man who’d witnessed my shame and pleasure.

“He’s gone,” said Mikhail, guessing exactly what I was doing. “Did you think he was going to hang around and wait for me to bash his head against the sidewalk?”

“I don’t know,” I muttered, slowly getting to my feet. “I’ve never done anything like this before.”

“I’m glad,” he said with a roguish grin. “I want you have a lot of firsts with me.”

Warm, thick liquid slid down my pussy.

Mikhail was quick to notice my discomfort. “What is it?” he asked immediately.

“I need some tissues,” I said, parting my thighs and standing in an awkward pose. “To clean up, you know...”

He pecked me on the lips and grinned. “Here, use this.” He brought a handkerchief from his pocket.

“It’ll get dirty,” I said with a groan.

“I just had my dick inside you, Princess. It’s okay to use this to clean the mess I made.”

My cheeks burned as he thrust the handkerchief into my hand.

“Hurry up,” he said, turning his back on me. “I’m freaking starving now.”

I looked around the trash cans and the sidewalk on the opposite side to make sure no one was around. Bending down, I used the cloth to wipe myself clean. A trip to the restroom inside the diner would help too.

Dumping the handkerchief in one of the overflowing bins, I went over to Mikhail. “I’m done,” I said in a soft voice.

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