Page 97 of Brutal Collateral

I pull out of her drenched cunt and slide my fingers back and forth over her clit, letting my silky wet fingers capture the throbbing nub. A gasp chokes from deep inside her throat.

“I want to lift you and make us both come while you hump my cock. Drench my pants with that desperate, greedy cunt of yours. Do you want that, siren?”

“God, yes. Please.”

“When I finally shove my cock inside you, because I will fuck you soon, Ava, you’re going to lose it under me. Fall apart and beg me to put you back together. My cock will destroy you and bring you back to life. I want to hear you scream my name as you die from the pleasure and then sing like a soprano when you’re reborn as my angel.”

“This isn’t real,” she gasps.

“It’s very real.” I push her hand harder down on my cock.

“God, did you get bigger?”

“That’s seven years of wanting to fuck you again, baby.” I drag down her underwear and lift her up, the panty dangling on one ankle. “Now ride my hard-on. Show me that greedy little fighter again. I know you’re still in there. Let her out. I wanther. Because I know this isn’t the real you.”

Ava wraps her legs around my waist and her cunt latches right onto my length. Fuck, it feels so good. With her hands around my neck, Ava drops her head back and whimpers a slow, pitched gasp.

“God, I love who you turn into in the dark,” I growl against her throat. “How about for one night you let me do whatever the hell I want to you? Let me fuck you until you’re drenched from our cum?”

“I’mgonna come,” she whines.

“Yeah, siren. Ruin these pants with your juices. More. I want to be soaked and dripping.” Her clit throbs so violently, I feel it. “See how good I am to you when you submit to me? I can make you come over and over. Are you ready for what I can give you?”

She whimpers against my shoulder, still coming. She’s on fire and feels electric.

Lust floods my veins and I want to come, too, but this feels just as good. Staying hard and making her come for me.

“God, look at you. You’re perfect for me, rubbing that throbbing pussy like a cat in heat.” My cat. My pussy. “Kiss me. Kiss your fiancé.”

She slams her lips against mine and our teeth gnash in a feral kiss. She slacks in my arms, and I let her slide down my body. Her legs shake, but I catch her.

I drop to my knees. “I need to taste you. Lick you to another climax. Give it to me. Let go, Ava.”

The sweet taste of her cunt stops my heart. I’m latched onto her clit, fingering her, fucking her with my hand. In a matter of seconds, she comes again, squirting hot juices at me.

She pulls my hair without saying another word, but her legs are shaking.

I lap up her drenched pussy and rub her swollen clit. My face smeared with her climax, I kiss her again. “Taste yourself. Taste what I couldn’t get out of my head for years.”

My cock throbs with such a need to take her, I’m not thinking straight. Pulling that panty back up her leg, I whisper, “Let’s go home and finish this.”

When her throat bobs in approval I whisk her away.

On the street, I signal Zeke to get my car, keeping Ava pinned next to me. When it arrives, I put Ava in the backseat.

I’m raw and on the edge. I’m about to bust my nut. But a huge problem stares me in the face. I need her now.

“Find a place to park and then you two, go for a smoke,” I bite out to my men. Then I get in and sit next to Ava. Kissing her neck, I growl, “I need to fuck you right now.”

“Can’t wait until we get home?”

“No.” I lean back and open my pants enough for my cock to spring free.

Ava’s jaw tips open and for a second, I consider if I should just make her blow me. No, I can’t get the wicked idea of her tight cunt out of my head.

“Here you go, boss,” Zeke says from the front seat.

I glance around at a wide, well-lit but fairly empty street. “Get out and make sure no one comes near this car.”

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