OUTLAW KING (10 page)

O
UR LIPS
and tongues fought as though the world was coming to an end. I put her on her soft bed and realized it was the first time I was touching a real bed in a long fucking time. Close to two years had gone by since I had to chance to be free, to be wild, to be a fucking outlaw.

But there I was, kissing Linds, my hands touching her soft legs.

She quickly made a move, grabbing between my legs over my jeans. I grabbed her wrist and put her hand to the bed.

I broke the kiss and stood up from the bed.

“No, sweetie,” I growled. “Tonight, I’m in complete control. You don’t do a fucking thing until I tell you too. Got it?”

“Yes,” she said. “Fuck, yes.”

“Take that fucking t-shirt off your beautiful body,” I said. “I need to see you before I taste you.”

Linds popped up to her elbows and thrust her chest out at me, fucking flirting with me. What a bold move to make. I fucking loved it. I reached for the bottom of the white shirt and stuck my hands right under. I followed her skin all the way to her bare breasts. It had been such a long time since I touched her tits. My big hands cupped her easily, just like before. I felt the stiffness of her nipples grazing against my palms. My cock slithered and twisted in my jeans, a beast ready to come out and play.

First things first though…

I slid my hands up even more and took the shirt up and over Linds’s head. How interesting she was wearing a white shirt. A color of innocence yet there was nothing innocent about what I planned on doing to her right then.

She remained on her elbows, staring at me. My eyes moved down to her perfect body. I loved the subtle curves of her waist. I loved the way her tits were firm, slightly parting left and right. Her nipples were a rich color with a light hue around her areola.

I watched her breathing, her belly rising and falling.

Her panties were a blood red color.

They were next on my fucking list of shit that needed to go.

Before that… I slid a hand to the back of her neck. I put my other hand to her left tit and squeezed.

“I fucking missed these,” I said. “Nobody ever better have them like I had or will have.”

“Never,” Linds purred, her breath spreading across my mouth.

She was addictive and seductive all in the same breath.

I fucking loved it.

“Good, sweetie,” I said.

I brought both hands down to the top of her panties. I tore those fucking things off like it was Christmas morning and I finally got to the best present. Oh, and trust me, it was the best fucking present.

Looking at her soft and moist labia made my mouth hunger worse than when I was in solitary and meals were sometimes skipped for a day or two. My tongue ran dry, a thirst raging from deep inside me.

“Oh, fuck, sweetie,” I said. “Look at that pussy…”

I dropped down to one knee before Linds, my hands racing up the insides of her thighs. I knew she was ticklish there and I felt her body vibrate. She sucked in a breath with a hiss, trying hard not to laugh or pull away. The second my fingertips touched her wet pussy, her body thrust, demanding more of me.

I put my pointer and middle fingers together on my left hand and hooked them, sliding up against her labia as though I was telling her to
come here
.

I pulled my fingers away and brought them to my nose. My eyes were locked to her eyes. Fuck, she had pretty eyes. The prettiest eyes on a woman ever. And if a smell could ever be properly described as pretty, that was her sweet scent. Better than ice cream on a hot day. I smelled her and then licked my fingers.

She let out a groaning sound. “King… please…”

“You want a taste too, sweetie? Sure.”

I thrust my two fingers back at her slit. I allowed my fingertips to penetrate her, feeling that perfect tight sheath that has squeezed so much cum out of me in the past.

I curled my fingers again and pulled them out of her sweet body. I then put my fingers right to her lips, watching the look on her face. Shock climbed across as her cheeks burned a deep red color.

“Taste,” I ordered. “Right now.”

Linds slowly opened her mouth. Her tongue came forward and she licked the stringy wetness of her own desire right off my fingers.

I then couldn’t help myself as I got up off my knee and had to kiss her. Our lips and tongues met again, this time I was able to taste not only her mouth but the taste of her pussy, both at the exact same time.

I put my hand between her legs again and sank my two fingers into her, deeper. I twisted my fingers, pulled them out, placing my fingertips to her tender clit. The second I touched her, her hips bucked at me. She broke the kiss, groaning, letting her head fall back. I kissed down her neck, my mouth on a mission to seek her tits.

I stopped at her left tit, my mouth quickly engulfing her, sucking against her skin, my tongue racing left to right against her nipple. I felt her nipple react to my fast touch. I brought my teeth together to her nipple, pulling, forcing her to move with me, bringing her to a gentle cry before I let her go.

“Fuck, sweetie,” I said. “You are as amazing as I remember.”

I stood up and stood as though I was ten feet taller than her. A beast staring down at his horny prey. Ready to ravage and fuck her until she couldn't walk for days.

I took my leather cut off and tossed it to the end of the bed.

Linds sat up on the edge of the bed and ran her hands under my shirt. I felt her fingers touching my hard muscle, her nails scratching at my skin. I grabbed the bottom of my t-shirt and ripped it up and off my body.

“Yes,” she purred as her lips pressed against my stomach.

She started to kiss down, right to where my jeans began.

This time when she grabbed at my cock over my jeans I didn’t stop her. She tore open my belt and worked fast to find my cock. Trust me, it wasn’t all that hard to find.

Her hands grabbed at the sides of my jeans and boxers, tugging. With each inch she took them down was another inch she was able to kiss my body. Her eyes stared up at me the entire time.

The tip of her tongue flirted with the thick root of my cock.

I gently grabbed her face and pulled her away from me.

I stroked her cheek with my thumb. “Sweetie, are you ready for this?”

“Yes. I need this. Right now.”

I moved her hands from my jeans and I took control.

I shoved my jeans down, letting my thick cock pop free.

Linds jumped back a little, almost getting slapped by my heavy dick.

“Here you go, sweetie,” I said. I grabbed myself.
“I’ve been waiting for this for a long fucking time.”

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M
Y LIPS EASED
over the huge tip of his King’s cock. I was shaking everywhere possible. A mix of nerves and excitement. He was forever the biggest I had ever been with and forever would be. His large hand gripped the root of his cock, the veins in his hands throbbing almost as much as the veins in his cock.

I put my hands to his legs, feeling the insane muscle, a man built to protect.

I felt myself gushing between my legs, wetness seeping against my bed sheets.

As I felt the ridged crest of his cock enter my mouth, I let out a groan. From there it was just steel like shaft. I pulled back, letting my teeth gently touch the head of cock and then I went down even more.

King ran a hand through my hair. “Fuck, sweetie, that’s the spot right there. I’ve missed you sucking my cock. Remember when you used to do it all the time?”

I groaned and nodded with my mouth full.

I started to pick up speed, moving up and down, wanting more, testing my mouth and its limits.

I didn’t care what was right and what was wrong. I had no idea how King got out of prison. I had no idea what his intentions were other than slowly starting to thrust his dick in and out of my mouth.

But that’s how we were. How we always were. It was fast, wild, hot, full of crazy sex, full of deep love, and then things would easily fall apart.

“I need to feel inside you,” King said. “I want my cum to coat your womb. I want you to leak me even when I’m gone.”

King pulled back, taking his dick from my mouth. I tried to lunge forward, chasing after him, my mouth not ready to be done yet.

He touched my shoulders and kept me back.

With one hand, King pushed his jeans down some more and was finally able to step out of the them.

“On your back,” he ordered.

I climbed up the bed and opened my legs. I felt the heat pouring from between my legs. I grabbed at the bed sheets in advance, knowing what was coming at me.

King was fucking huge, everywhere.

His wide and round shoulders showed his strong chest. His arms were defined with cut after cut of muscle, his strong hands grabbing at my waist, putting me right in position where he wanted to fuck me.

I looked down and watched the cock that had just been in my mouth as it touched between my legs. The pressure was instant. The pleasure came a quick second later.

King eased his body down, entering me. He wasted no time in sinking right into me, taking himself to the hilt.

My toes curled so tight they hurt. I pulled at the sheets, starting to tear them off the bed. I arched my chest, my body demanding I find a sense of relief from the intense feelings racing through me. All I could do was let out a scream. A pleasure filled scream that was just going to be one of many.

King ran his right hand up my body and cupped my breast. His other hand was planted firmly on the bed. He pulled back and bucked forward, slamming against me harder. He repeated the same motion over and over, beautifully slow yet it had the same outlaw bad boy touch that I had been missing for years.

I forced my right hand to let go of the bed sheets and I grabbed for his chest. I did the same with my other hand and my nails were then clawing into him. At the same time, he was digging deeper into me.

King fucked harder and faster, pounding his hard body against mine.

His hand moved from my breast to my neck. Easing around, he cradled my head. His mouth inched down and closer to mine but he didn’t kiss me. Instead, he stayed just a few inches away, allowing our heavy breaths to collide and mix.

I hooked my legs around his legs and felt every perfect thrust of his perfect cock. Inch after inch, pulling out and sliding right back in. Bringing me to the peak of orgasm, leaving me scratching at him as I came, pulling my body tighter to his, stealing a couple kisses. But even then, he was still in complete control.

“Feel me, sweetie,” King whispered. “Wrap your little hand around my full cock. I’m almost ready to fill you.”

King pulled back and took himself from me. He slapped his cock to my lower belly. I hurried to reach for him, feeling his slick shaft from all my orgasm. I gripped the head of his cock tight and jerked him.

I stared into his outlaw dark eyes. The eyes of a killer. The eyes of a man. The eyes of someone I loved.

“I’ve always fucking loved you, sweetie,” he growled at me. “You know that, right?”

“Yes,” I said.

“Good. Now put my cock back inside you so I can fill you with my cum.”

I whimpered.

I loved that he was raunchy and just said what he wanted to say. There was no beating around the bush with him. He said what he felt and that was it.

I moved his cock down between my legs. He thrust forward, pounding right back inside me. I let out a cry. That’s when King finally kissed me again. That’s when he sped right back up to where he was before. And that’s when he brought himself to orgasm, right there inside me.

He came forward with the hardest thrust of the night and he started to come.

His beautiful cock pulsing, throwing his seed to the depths of my body.

I couldn’t breathe. Between the way he kissed me, fucked me, and came inside me, my body was in a state of shock.

King kept growling deep in his throat as he pressed against me, making sure not a single drop of his cum was wasted.

When the kiss did break, King stopped moving. But he was still inside me.

We just stared at each other.

It was like time stood still.

It was like my fantasy had come to life.

H
E THREW
his arm around me and pulled me close to him. We were both still naked. I felt his slithering cock against my back. It made me shiver. I was still wet, still dripping from him, still wanting more.

King kissed my shoulder. “Sorry to come crashing back into your life like this.”

“What other way would you have come back?” I asked.

He laughed. “True.”

“How did you get out?”

“It’s a fucking mess, sweetie. A big fucking mess.”

“Tell me about it.”

“All I can say is that while I was inside there were some guards that got themselves into trouble. Throwing down cash and bets on who could kill me.”

I rolled to my back. “What?”

“It’s okay.”

“No, it’s not okay.” My heart was racing.

King kissed the tip of my nose. “You’re so cute when you worry about me.”