Page 111 of F*ck It Out With A Devil

“Well then, you’re really in for a treat.” He says, stopping in front of another room.

“Who’s this room for?”

“It’s a guest room we usually use when we have to crash here, which is very rare.” He sets me down on my feet, opening the door, and ushering me inside.

I don’t have time to look around before he shuts the door, spins me around, backs me into it, taking my mouth in a savage kiss. I knock into the door with a boom. My arms circle around his neck as he picks me up, and my legs wrap around his waist, allowing me to feel his hard dick rub against my already swollen pussy.

“Karter, you’re a really great kisser.” I moan into his lips.

“That’s not the only thing I’m great at.” He whispers, never letting me go as he unbuttons his pants. “I can’t wait any longer, Athens. I’ve been wanting to fuck you since the night I took you home.” He confesses.

“Why? I’m nothing special.” I say, turning my head away from him.

“None of that. You may think you’re nothing special.” He says, pulling his pants down with a skill so smooth, I never once move from his action. “Butweknow that you are.“ He whispers, grabbing ahold of his dick and sliding me down onto him.

“Karter.” I sigh, but it comes out breathless and needy. I’ve never done it like this before, and I must say, it’s taking me to some new heights, and he hasn’t even begun to move yet.

“You feel so good wrapped around my dick that I have to stop for a moment. I want this to last, but seeing you with Dash, Onyx, and Wells did something to me.” He says.

“What could it have possibly done? We don’t know each other at all.” I whine.

“That’s where you’re wrong, Athens.” He begins. “You came to us, just when we all needed each other the most.” He grunts, trying not to move a muscle, but I need to feel something when he’s pouring his heart out to me like this. “Don’t ask me how I know because I don’t. I just feel it. Here.” He places his hand over my chest. “No, it’s not love, but it’s a sense of protection.” I don’t know what he means, and right now, I don’t think I want to find out. At least not just yet.

“Karter, I want nothing more than for you to explain what you mean, but right now… I need you.” I moan, opening my legs farther, arching my back, and rolling my hips to encourage him to start fucking me.

It definitely does the trick, because his hands fall at my sides and grip my love handles, hard. I lift my hands up to his face and pull his forehead down to mine.

“You are so fucking beautiful and all ours.” He leans in and kisses me while finally using my pussy to reach his orgasm.

We bang against the door, making loud knocking noises as he fucks me with savage thrusts that are sure to have me walking different tomorrow. My back is going to be raw from the pounding it’s taking, but I couldn’t care less. As long as he’s fucking me like a wild animal, I’ll take the pain along with the pleasure.

“Karter, I’m so-” Bang. “Close.” Bang, bang, bang. With each thrust as I’m trying to speak, my words come out low, eager, and downright thunderstruck.

“Then let go and come on my dick for me.” He encourages me.

I arch my back once more, widening my legs a stretch more as he hammers into me, hitting home aka my G-spot, and my walls shatter completely as I cry out and come all over his dick.

“Karter, Karter, Karter!”

“Fuck yeah! I love the way my name rolls off your tongue as you scream it over, and over, and over again. Are you going to be a good, dirty, little girl and take all of my cum up that sweet, tight pussy?”

“No, the fuck she won’t! No one cums in her but me.” Wyck says, pounding on the door behind us. “Let her down and go put a fucking condom on or cum on her. But you will most definitelynotbe coming inside her.”

“Do you really have to be a buzzkill right now?” Karter groans.

“Hell yeah, I do. If she were to get pregnant, it’s going to bemine.“ He says, swingin’ open the door as the rest of the panty meltin’ crew walk in and Karter backs us away… Still connected I might add.

“I was just about to shoot my cum inside her, Wyck.” Karter growls. “Let me finish.”

“No. Would you like a repeat of what happened not so long ago when you didn’t listen to me? Except this time will involve blood.” Karter shakes his head, no. “Good, take her off your dick, and do what the fuck I said.” He demands.

“Since everyone is in here, my dick is now going soft… Thanks for that by the way.” Karter huffs, pulling out of me and letting me slide down his hard, muscled, tattooed body. Stopping to actually look at his body, I see how amazing his artwork is.

“Karter, I don’t know why I’ve never paid more attention to these before.” I voice as I look around at all five of them. “I haven’t paid attention to any of you.”

“That’s because you’re used to seeing us with our shirts on.” Dash snickers.

“Don’t be a dick.” Wells whispers, sliding one of his arms around my waist while the other goes to my neck and pulls me backwards towards him. He tilts my head back and plants a wet kiss on my lips that leaves me smiling.

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