Page 72 of Riot

“Wanna fuck this pussy,” he groans. “You gonna give me what I want,Kitten?”

He moves his mouth to my other waiting nipple as I cup it and feed it to him, watching him latch on as he sucks hard. It turns me on so freaking bad that I could come just like this.

“Yes,” I groan, his precum coating my fingers as I grip him harder.

He hisses. “You’re mine, Halo.”

“Yours.”

“I’m the only one in this pretty pussy. Me. Myles.”

“Yes, Myles.”

He pushes me onto the sofa and I yelp. I’ve got thirty cushions to break my fall so it doesn't hurt, but I don’t even get to move before he’s kicking his boots off, then tugging his jeans and briefs the rest of the way off. He comes over the top of me and I spread my legs for him. His mouth covers mine and before I can even blink, he sinks his dick deep inside me. I squeeze my eyes shut, the invasion like it usually is: tight.

He stills. “Love this pussy, bein’ inside you.” He pulls out, looking down at where we’re joined. “Love fuckin’ my baby knowin’ some other jerk can’t have her.”

I smile. “Does that turn you on, Myles?”

“Fuck yeah, he wants what I have. What’smine.”

I cup his face. “I am yours, baby. I love this too, all of it.”

He slides out, then rams back in, stilling again. “Gonna pound this pussy. Don’t think I’m gonna go easy because you’re so pretty.”

I throb at his words. “I don’t want you to go easy on me,Daddy.”

“Fuuuuck.”

I don’t want to think about Ian and his disdain. His shocked face when he saw that Riot was a biker. Knowing he will be reporting back to my parents this very minute. I don’t care one little bit about that, because I’m in love with this man. I love every single thing about him, even the things I don’t know. And maybe a little part of me wanted to see Ian get smacked. He’s here to spy on me and try to win me over. If anything, I fear for his safety if he tries a stunt like that again.

I wrap my legs around his waist as he starts to move in and out, in and out. I close my eyes and groan long and hard. It’s only been a few hours since we did it against the kitchen bench, and now we’re at it again like a couple of lovestruck teenagers. And maybe that’s what we are. We’re making up for all the months we abstained.

My pussy grips him so tight, like a vice, and he groans, his neck bulging as he tries to hold on. My tits bounce, and he glances down to watch them. I arch my back, wanting him to fuck me harder.

I grip his ass. “Harder, honey. Pound me,please.”

He groans, cupping one tit as he sucks on my nipple, his hips moving back and forth rapidly. Heaven and back. That’s what this is.

“Mine,” he growls. “I’ll fuckin’ kill anyone who tries to take you from me.”

I clutch his skull, holding him to my breast. “You don’t have to. I’m yours, Myles. Just there, honey.Oh!Please. Don’t. Stop.”The tension builds, and just as rapidly it explodes and I see stars, coming so hard that I’m a babbling mess.

Riot doesn’t let up. He continues to pound me in and out. Harder. Faster. I grip his ass as he lets go of my breast and his mouth finds mine, his tongue invading me and it’s pure lust. It overtakes me. Consumes me. I can’t get enough.

The way his fat cock fills me, how he possesses me… It’s like nothing else.

“Myles!” I explode again and he follows closely behind, roaring my name as he stills and shoots his load.

We’re both panting rapidly as he presses his forehead to mine. “Good talk.”

I giggle. “You’re a bad man.”

He smiles against my skin. “Oh, this is me on a good day.”

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