Page 37 of Property of Shotgun

“Touch yourself.”

She cocks her head to the side, moving her fingers between her legs. I watch as she slides hers them between her smooth flesh, her thumb stroking back and forth over her clit.

“How’s it feel?” I lift my eyes to her face. That flush in her cheeks is back, and her lips are swollen. She parts them, panting softly.

“It’d feel better if it was your cock fucking me instead of my fingers.” Her eyes spring open, and lock with mine.

Yeah, it would. But that can’t happen.

“Come here.”

Her fingers continues to work between her legs as she steps forward. I pull her hand away, my fingers circling her wrist as she climbs back onto my lap, her legs spread wide, knees straddling my thighs. That pretty pussy positioned perfectly over my rock-hard cock. She sinks down, the wetness from her arousal soaking through my jeans as I lurch forward and suck her fingers into my mouth.

I knew she’d be sweet.

Didn’t know she’d taste like my favorite drug. A man could sustain solely on eating her pussy day in and day out. It’s that fucking good.

Her free hand moves between us, and she tries to pull my cock free, but I stop her, removing her fingers from my mouth. She’s about to object when I grip her hips and pull her down on my cock.

“I don’t have condoms with me, and I ain’t taking you bare.”

There are a million other reasons I can’t let it go that far, but I express none of them because deep down I know if I had a rubber, I’d already be pounding into her sweet cunt—consequences be damned.

“I don’t particularly care for condoms. I get a reaction from the latex.” She pushes her hair behind her ears, then winds her arms around my neck. “Are you clean?”

I never fuck without a condom, but I’m not taking any chances with her. It’s been a minute since I’ve gotten a test, and as much as I want to feel her pussy cum all over my cock, I ain’t risking her safety.

My fingers find her pussy, and I effectively shut her up by shoving two digits into her wet cunt. She’s warm and tight, a perfect fucking fit for my fingers, but my cock—if I ever allow it the pleasure of being buried inside her—will struggle to get all the way in.

Gonna need to work her up to it.

Soaked in her arousal, my fingers fuck her hard and fast, my thumb stroking her swollen clit. She writhes over me, her beautiful body coated in a sheen of sweat as she bounces up and down on my fingers. Her tits sway with the motion and I lean forward, capturing one of her dark nipples between my teeth.

For the first year of Killian’s life, I was tormented by these tits.

Now I get to enjoy them.

My other hand gathers the hair at the back of her head and I pull it hard, winding the silky strands around my wrist. Her nipple slips from my mouth and I lift my head, watching as she throws hers back, revealing the long column of her neck.

“Look at you, so fucking perfect,” I growl.

So fucking mine.

I press my open mouth to her throat, and without giving it a second thought, I mark her there. I suck hard, my teeth scraping at her smooth skin. Branding her in a way I shouldn’t.

Her pussy tightens around my fingers, and I can tell she’s close.

“You gonna cum for me, mama? Make a mess of my fingers?”

“Yes,” she pants. “Oh, God, yes.”

“Do it,” I growl, inching back so I can watch. “Cum for me, Jade. Been waiting my whole fucking life to watch.”

Her hooded eyes find mine, and she slams down, her pussy fluttering as she moans my name, and cums all over my fingers.

I watched another man fuck her.

Ingrained the image of her cumming to my brain.

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