Page 32 of Striker

"Let's go, cowboy. I need you in me right now." I grabbed her hips and lined my cock up with her pussy. I slowly pushed the head in, teasing her as she tried to push back on my cock. "Tsk, tsk. Patience, Little Lark." I kissed down her spine, nipping at her sweet little ass.

"Mmm, Striker please. Please baby." Chuckling, I pulled all the way out as I tightened my grip on her hips.

"Tell me what you need, Lilah." She turned and narrowed her eyes at me.

"Come on, Striker! You know what I need." I pushed in, just past my head, and watched and watched as Lilah's eyes rolled back.

"Tell me or this is all you get, baby girl. I want to hear those dirty words spilling from your sweet lips."

Lilah looked at me with lust-filled eyes, "I want you to fuck me, Striker. I want that big cock slamming into me over and over until I'm screaming your name. I need you to fill me up and fuck me good." My cock got harder than I thought it ever could.

With one hand, I grabbed Lilah's hair and pulled her head back and slammed into her tight pussy. "Fuck, Striker!" I slammed harder, and then again. Releasing her hair, I slapped her ass as I thrust into her again. Her pussy clamped down tight on me.

"Fuck, Lilah, you're so goddamn tight. Pussy is so fucking good." I thrust over and over as Lilah moaned and twisted under me.

"Oh God. Yes, yes, yes!" Lilah pushed back, meeting each of my thrusts, our bodies melting against each other.

I could feel her pussy clenching down; her orgasm ready to explode. Leaning in, I gently bit down on her shoulder as one hand snaked around to circle her clit. "Come on, Little Lark, come for me. Come all over my big cock, baby girl."

Lilah threw her head back and screamed my name. Her body shook as she came all over. I kept thrusting over and over, fucking her right through her orgasm. Lilah just moaned as I slammed into her. I could feel my own climax coming, so I grabbed her hips and fucked her even harder. I thrust three times before rooting myself deep into Lilah’s pussy. My cum came shooting out, filling my Little Lark as another orgasm took over her.

When we were both done, I slowly pulled out and kissed Lilah’s shoulder. There was a mark where I bit her and I grinned, knowing I marked my Old Lady and nobody would mess with her. With my ring, my mark, and soon my last name, nobody would ever hurt my Little Lark again.

Lilah quickly pulled her shirt back on and pulled up her pants. She turned and sweetly kissed me on the lips. “I love you, Striker.”

I pulled up my own pants and took her face in my hands, “And I love you, Little Lark.”

We both grabbed our helmets and strapped them on. I climbed on the motorcycle first, and let Lilah climb on as I started it up. She wrapped her arms around my waist and laid her head against my back. I drove onto the road and toward the clubhouse. I glanced in my mirror and smiled at the sight of my Little Lark wrapped around me with the mountains in the background. It was the perfect sight.

As we pulled up to the clubhouse, my four Prospects opened the gate and let us in. I parked my motorcycle right in front and hopped off. I grabbed Lilah’s hand and helped her off. Taking off our helmets, I sat them on my motorcycle as she fixed her hair.

“You look great, babe. Don’t worry.” I kissed her forehead and turned toward the door.

“I’m not worried about that. I just don’t need everybody knowing what we just did.” I smirked and looked back at her.

“You didn’t seem to mind when you were screaming my name at the lake.” Her face turned bright red as she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

“That was...different.” I just laughed and opened the door.

“Sure babe. You think whatever you need to think.” I could hear her groan behind me as we walked around the corner.

“Congratulations!!” The whole club and our families were standing in the bar. A black ‘Congratulations’ sign was hung across the shelf of liquor bottles. Goose and Maverick came up and threw their arms around me, hugging me tight.

“Congrats, brother! We couldn’t be happier.” Lilah’s Ma was squeezing her tight, both of them crying happy tears. My Pop came up from behind me and patted me on the back.

“Proud of you, son. Lilah is one of a kind.” All my brothers gave Lilah a hug and congratulated me. Bambi came running up and hugged me and Lilah.

“I’m so happy for you guys! You both are just so cute! I love you guys!” We laughed as Lilah pealed Bambi off and sat her on a barstool.

“Thank you! We love you too.” Ellie Jo came over with a little pink box and handed it over to me.

“Congratulations you two. I am so very happy for you. It makes me believe that there is true love out there.” I opened the box and looked down at the red velvet cupcake, a small plastic ring on top.

“Thank you, Ellie Jo. This looks delicious.” She smiled and curtsied as she walked toward one of the tables to join Bambi, who had wandered off already and was looking for somebody to warm her bed tonight.

“She’s such a sweetheart.” Lilah leaned into me and kissed my chest.

About an hour into the party, Doc came through the crowd to congratulate Lilah and me. “Very happy for you two. You certainly are two souls who are meant to be. And I promise I won’t take Lilah away from you too much!” We both laughed and turned toward one of the Prospects running the bar.

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