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“But what?”

“I need more,”

“More what, Ronnie? What do you want me to do? Fuck you harder, suck on your fat nipples? Choke you, slap you, pull your hair, fuck you like the submissive slut that you are?”

“Lion!” she screams out at my words and my pumping, but I am not satisfied. I bend over and bite her nipple, not too hard. Pulling her hair, I tell her, “Wrap your arms around my neck and your legs around my waist.” Her movements are sluggish, but she eventually complies. “I didn’t cum yet, Ride this dick and make me cum.”

“How?” she asks confused.

“Lift that ass up and bounce that pussy on my dick. Get yourself and me off. Be a bad girl, fuck me like you really want to. Be as nasty as you want,” I tell her and hold myself still as she struggles to get the hang of it, but she is a quick study, and before long, she is using the leverage of her legs around my waist and her hands around my neck to ride me. Bracing my hands on the table, it is rocking, scraping the floor as she literally throws herself down on me.

“Oh shit, oh fuck,” she chants as her movements become erratic. “Lion, please help me,” she begs. I squint at her, frustrated.

“Put your ass on the table,” I command, and she immediately complies. “Lay back,” as soon as she does, “Put your feet on the table,” she scoots up a bit but does what I tell her.

“Why are you mad at meeee!” she squeals when I slam inside of her. I grasp her throat, my thumb caressing her jugular before I squeeze it, cutting off the blood flow briefly.

“You are mine! Mine to fuck, to love, to protect! Your orgasms belong to me. Your cum flows on my fucking command! You will call me the right fucking name!” I tell her as the table slides across the floor from the force of my thrusts. I continue to cut off her blood flow intermittently, intensifying her pleasure. Throwing one of her legs up on my shoulder, I change angles, swirling my hips, putting my hands under her ass, lifting her up, and I push down. Her head is whipping from side to side, and she is practically crying. Her muscles begin rippling stronger and faster, and I know she is getting ready to cum. Pulling out, I drop to my knees and suck her clit in my mouth until she comes all over my face. I stick my tongue inside her scooping out all her sweet cum, gorging on it like a drug addict. She is squirming on the table like an eel.

“Lion! Oh fuck! Yes!” she screams when my thumb rubbing her clit brings her to another orgasm. Her cum runs downbetween her fat ass cheeks, and I lick all of her sweet nectar up, spreading her ass cheeks to get every goddamn drop. Biting her cheek, I travel back up and kiss her pussy, before standing back up and slipping back inside of her, watching her back arch off of the table. I don’t give her time to adjust before I begin thrusting again.

“What is the name of the man who is fucking you?”

“Li…Oh!” she hollers when I turn her on her side, holding her leg, pulling her ass off of the edge of the table. I use her leg to hold her up.

“Come on, Ronnie, wind on me,” she begins winding her hips, making my eyes roll to the back of my head. “Now, what’s my name?” I know she is going to cum, and this time I am going to cum with her. “What is the name of the man who is about to flood your pussy with his cum?”

“Juddaaahhhhhh!” she screams. Throwing my head back, I yell out my release, and my dick coats her insides with my cum. I struggle to hold her and myself up. I push her back up on the table before my legs give way, and I end up on the cold-ass hardwood floor, spent, listening to her giggling. My dick is soft, completely worn out, but when I catch her reaching down to touch her pussy, coating her fingers in our combined cum and bringing it to her lips, and sucking it off, I get hard instantly. She climbs off of the table and lays down on the floor next to me, in my arms, her long fingers enclosing around my dick that thankfully is shrinking again.

“Thank you,” she says.

“Thank you,” I replied. I use up all the remaining strength I have to get up, pick her up, and carry her to my bedroom. I take her directly to the ensuite. “Pee,” I demand. Washing my dick in the sink, I wet a washcloth. “Put your leg up,” I tell her when she is done using the bathroom. She puts her foot on the toilet lid, and I clean her up. I rode her hard, and the warm water will helpsoothe the soreness until we can shower later on. I throw the washcloth in the direction of the sink, pick her up, and carry her to bed. Pulling back the cover and getting in with her, she and I both fall asleep almost instantly.

CHAPTER 9

Lion

“You’re distracted,” Loki says.

“Am I?”

“Don’t play dumb with me. I’ve never seen you like this.”

“I got a lot on my mind.”

“Yeah, I can tell. Come on, it’s time to get started. You know I hate to start late and people who come late even more,” he says, walking away. Bones walks in at that moment.

“Well?” I ask.

“Everything is all set.”

“Good, let’s go.”

“Alright, pipe the fuck down! Church is in session,” Dragon says. “We called this meeting because we got wind that there’s Mafia in the Quarter, and our brother is wrapped up in it so I am going to let Lion explain,” he says, passing it to me.

“All of you know Bones and I have been looking for our father for almost two years and we’ve found out he’s been killed,” I say to the room. Loki and Dragon both whip their heads over to me and Bones. I didn’t get the chance to fully update them. “Big Easy had invested in a casino up north, and the owner of the casino is who killed him. The mafia that is in town is in cahootswith that owner. They are in town to try and invest or buy the Fleur de Luxe.”

“The hotel?” someone asks.

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