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The thoughts raced through Nelle’s mind. They ceased right away though when Slade flipped her around. Tossing her to her left side, her back now facing Slade’s front. Slade reached around Nelle’s body and pulled her against him. She felt his cock against her back and she groaned.
Slade moved his cock a second later, right between her legs, pressing against her body. As Slade growled he bit at Nelle’s right earlobe.
“I love your cunt, sweetheart,” he whispered to her.
“Then take it,” Nelle purred. “Take it. Fuck it. It’s all yours, Slade.”
Slade pressed himself against Nelle. Feeling her soft cunt. Plump and ready. One thrust and he was inside her.
Slade’s right hand cupped Nelle’s right breast, but only for a moment. His hand dipped down between her legs to finish what was started with his tongue. Nelle’s hips bucked as the orgasm attacked instantly. She reached back and clawed at Slade’s ass. Wanting him. Needing him. Feeling his ass flexing as he pumped his cock harder and faster as she came.
His fingers moved from her clit, back up her body, wetness trailing up to her breasts again. This time Slade cupped her breast and pulled, making her turn, giving him access to her chest.
His mouth latched onto her breast. His fingers were right back down between her legs, stroking her clit. One orgasm easily became a second one. Nelle’s toes curled so tight her leg muscles felt ready to explode. Slade’s mouth remained aggressive, pulling away from her breast and seeking her mouth once more.
Slade felt something more than just fucking a beautiful woman. He resisted it. He fought it. But with each thrust of his cock, he felt it…
He even moved himself over Nelle, making her turn face down on the bed.
Fucking her.
His hands on the bed, grunting and thrusting as hard as he could. Nelle matched his movements…
Slade moved to his knees and pulled her hips back, bringing Nelle to her knees too. Fucking her from behind. His hands touching her hips, her ass, looking at his initials tattooed on her ass cheek. He dug his thumbs into her back, climbing up… one hand grabbing her hair, the other grabbing the back of her neck.
Nelle purred and called out…
Slade couldn’t take it anymore. There was nothing Nelle could possibly do to drive him away now. It was more than just fucking her.
Slade pulled himself out of her perfect cunt and looked down at his cock. Hard. Soaked with her honey.
Nelle looked back at him. The look on his face…
Nelle rolled to her back and opened her legs. She reached for Slade.
For her man. For her outlaw. For her… lover…
Slade moved forward, entering her again. Nelle grabbed at Slade’s huge, muscle-laced arms. Slade couldn’t even blink. He couldn’t believe this…
This was more than ink on her ass. More than protection. More than whiskey stained promises.
“Fuck,” he grunted under his breath.
This whole thing… was starting to feel like… love…
Chapter Thirty-Four
Stone Face
He sat with a beer in front of him. The Russian across from him. The detective leaning against a stone fireplace.
“So we have issues all around,” the detective said. “So this revolves around a woman. Again.”
The detective looked at him.
He shook his head. “We tried that route. It blew up in our face.”
“True,” the detective said. “But this is different. She has a past. There’s no reason why we can’t pull her in. Question her. Push at her. Get her to talk.”
