I rested there, kissing her neck, biting, sucking. She clamped around me, squeezing my cock tight. “Fuck,” I clipped. “I gotta move.”
She lifted her head and nodded. “Yes.”
Withdrawing, I watched her bite her bottom lip as her face softened and a satisfied smile broke free. When I thrust back in, she moaned and dropped her mouth to my neck, sucking.
My hands dug into her ass cheeks when I pulled back out, then in. Her tightness had me goddamn losing my mind.
“Mouth,” I growled.
She rewrapped her arms around my neck, lifted her head, and gave me what I wanted. We kissed, her tongue tangling with mine, our lips moving in sync.
Fucking perfect.
I pushed my pelvis against her harder, tipping her ass up more to press into her mound, against her clit. She whimpered into my mouth, and I drank it down. I wanted every sound, every whimper and moan.
Court broke the kiss, panting. I bit at her chin, licked over her jaw, and sucked her earlobe into my mouth, tonguing it.
“Dom, God, yes, please. I’m close.”
With renewed focus, I pressed her into the wall, stuffed my face into her neck, and drilled in and out of her. Her tightness suffocated my cock, drawing my balls up.
“Jesus, baby. Fuck.”
“Yes, Dom. Just… there.” Her nails raked over my back, and her pussy gripped, released, and gripped over and over.
Lost.
I was completely lost in the feeling.
My load filled the condom as I groaned into her slick skin. I pumped in and out until I was drained.
“Christ,” I uttered.
“Hmm” was Courtney’s reply, and then she giggled a little.
Lifting my head, I quirked my brow. “What the hell you laughin’ for?” When she laughed again, her pussy squeezed me, causing me to shudder. I had to withdraw from her heat.
“Of course you couldn’t be bad at something.”
I jerked my head back, shocked. “You wanted me to be bad?”
She blushed. “Well, no. But I just can’t believe how perfect you are.”
She thought I was perfect?
She was wrong.
It was her.
All her.
I brushed her wet hair from her face. “I’m far from it, little mouse. Though I’m happy you think so.” With a kiss, I turned from her to get rid of the condom. I opened the door and threw it into the bin near the basin. Facing her, I dragged her under the spray of water again.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Gotta wash you like you did me, and then we’re gonna hit the bed so I can finally get a taste of that sweet pussy.”
“Dom,” she breathed as I ran my hand over her mound.
“Yeah, little mouse, that’s how you sounded with my cock in you.”
She dropped her head to my chest and let me play while I used my free hand to run the soap over her tits. “We’re going to run out of warm water.”
“I’ll keep you warm and we won’t be in here long. Want you on the bed spread out for me.”
“I-I can’t come again.”
“You can, Court, and I’ll show you how.”
She didn’t deny me. She let me have my fun.
And I fucking did.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
State
* * *
I’d left Court sleeping in my bed. I woke not that long ago with my gut rumbling. I needed food and to take some back to my woman as well. A smile tugged at my lips. The images of my little mouse would live in the forefront of my mind.
I wanted my hands on her again.
I wanted my mouth between her legs, drinking down her juices.
My cock jerked.
Christ, I’d never get enough. I made my way into the kitchen, and the chatter stopped. Country, Death, and Quake stood at the counter, eating pizza and grinning over at me.
“Not a word,” I ordered.
Country’s hands rose. “Wouldn’t think of it. Not when we know she’s a keeper.”
Death nodded. “If you don’t—”
“She’s mine.”
The fuckers chuckled.
Quake made his way over and patted my shoulder. “Happy for you, brother.”
I tipped my chin up. “Thanks.” He nodded before leaving, munching on his slice of pepperoni. When my gut growled again, I grabbed a couple of plates and put some slices on them. “Dusty been cookin’ again?”
Country thinned his lips. “Yeah.”
Death rolled his eyes. “No matter how many times you tell her she doesn’t have to, you know she will.”
I swallowed my bite. “She thinks it’s her way to make up for stayin’ here.”
If Country’s glares could kill me, I’d be dead. “She doesn’t have to.”
Death gripped his shoulder. “We know.” He rolled his eyes. “How about we give State the good news?”
Country brightened, pushing any thought of Dusty away. “You got time to chat?”
“Let me leave some pizza for Court, and I’ll meet you in the office.”
“You got it,” Country replied.
On my way out, I grabbed two sodas out of the refrigerator and pushed them into my back pockets. The common room was quiet. A few club girls lingered around the brothers who were either off work or on break, and there was one prospect manning the bar. At least I wouldn’t get caught up in conversation when I wanted to know what the good news was that Country and Death had.
In my room, I shut the door as Court rolled over in the bed. I held up the plate. “Pizza.”
Her smile warmed my chest and gripped my gut.
Jesus, she looked good in my bed, naked with the sheet pulled up under her arms.
I placed the plate on the bedside table with the drinks and sat in the crook of her hip. Brushing stray strands of hair from her face, I leaned in and kissed her temple, cheeks, and nose. She tipped her head up to give me her lips, and I made the most of it.
Pulling back, I grinned down at her. “Like you here. Like knowin’ you’re in here. Wanna see you in my bed at my house, though.”
“Okay,” she whispered.
“Okay,” I mimicked just as softly. “You all right if I duck out and talk to the brothers for a bit?”
She nodded. “You brought me pizza. I’ll be fine.”
Chuckling, I asked, “That all I gotta do to please you? Bring you food after a round of hot-as-fuck sex?”
“Well…” She pushed herself up and leaned against the headboard. The sheet slipped down, showing me her gorgeous tits. Too quickly, she pulled the cover up to tuck under her arms. “Probably,” she admitted with a smile.
“Deal.” I went to kiss her again, but she palmed my face and shoved me back, picking up her pizza. “Evil.”
“You wore me out, Dom. Hungry.” I’d believe it if she’d grabbed her slice and bit into it, but her gaze was locked onto my mouth.
“You’re full of shit.”
She nodded. “I am. Kiss me, please.”
“You got it, little mouse.”
When I opened the door to Country’s office, he and Death started clapping. “We thought we’d lost you, brother.”