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I bit into my lip and tried to keep from crying out. I’d heard the phrase hurts so good many times, and only now had a complete understanding of what it meant. His thick cock was stretching my pussy to an all-new limit.
And I loved every fucking inch of it.
“I like…fucking you,” he groaned. “Your little pussy clenches my cock like a vise.”
Just shut up and keep fucking me.
I closed my eyes and wondered just what had happened to me. Although I was daring and bold, my interest in men was nil. Having been wronged in the past so many times, I learned to trust no one who grew facial hair.
Or had a cock.
Navarro had both and I wouldn’t want him any other way.
As he pounded himself in and out of me like a man possessed, his scent filled my nostrils. It wasn’t a hint of cologne or deodorant, nor was it a foul body odor.
He smelled like a man.
A real man.
He grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled it taught. My back arched and my mind reeled at the thought of him fucking me like he owned me.
“Tell me how much you like this big biker cock,” he growled in my ear.
Dear God.
I wanted desperately to speak, but succeeding wasn’t as easy as one might think. I was suspended somewhere between heaven and earth, and talking wasn’t an option.
He pulled against my hair until his lips met my ear. His warm breath on my neck made my legs go weak. “Say something, you sexy little bitch.”
If you keep talking dirty to me, I’m going to explode.
I opened my mouth, but…nothing.
“Newspaper reporter my ass,” he breathed. “You came here for my cock, didn’t you?”
I did my best to nod, but his tight grip on my hair made doing so close to impossible.
“I uhhm.” I stammered.
He bit into my earlobe. “Didn’t you?” he grunted.
“Yes,” I breathed.
I told myself it wasn’t true, but at that moment, I wasn’t completely sure. Between his savage thrusts, I decided it was the thrill of actually being fucked by Navarro that attracted me, and nothing more.
Nick Navarro may have been a lot of different things to a lot of different people. To me, he was an outlaw biker.
Having him fuck me was taking me to a place I had never ventured to.
A place I was afraid I would yearn to return to, over and over.
While he continued to fuck me like he was attempting to prove a point, he wedged his tattooed forearm between my hip and the bench. In a few seconds, I felt the tip of his finger circling my throbbing clit.
“You’re gonna come back for this cock whenever I want you to.”
Don’t worry about that, big boy.
Until further notice, this pussy’s yours.
