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There wasn’t anything I was more sure of as I was of that. Oya was mine and nothing or no one would stop me from being with her including King and this club. “Of course, I don’t want to involve the club, but it is what it is. She’s mine and I’m a Sinner until I die. There’s no separating the two.”
“Well, then if she’s your woman, that’s all I need to hear. Go get her and let me meet her.”
I smiled which was something I didn’t do much of until Oya walked into Forbidden Ink. She made me happy and no matter who I had to destroy to keep her in my life that was what would be done.
I nodded then left his office to find Oya.
9
Her moans went straight to my cock.
We’d spent most of our time going back and forth from work and checking up on King and Alana. I still couldn’t believe that her ex tried to kill her. If it hadn’t been for the quick thinking of my brother, Messina would probably have gotten away.
Yesterday when we left the hospital, we decided I’d crash at her house for the weekend. We hadn’t spent as much time together as I’d like, with her job, my business, and now this shit with Alana. But I needed her as much as I needed air to breathe. She was my calm amidst the storm.
I felt completely helpless as my brother lost his shit about the woman he refused to say he loved. But when I was with Oya everything felt right with the world even though in reality noneof that was true. Alana was fighting for her life. And Oya’s ex was still looking to take the Sinners down which King said we wouldn’t have to deal with much longer.
It wasn’t that I didn’t trust my brother. I didn’t trust Emilio Messina to deal with Williams. Of course, Messina owed the Sinners. King had killed his brother, something he failed to do which almost cost Alana her life. But if King believed Messina was good for it, I’d believe it until I didn’t. Then I’d have no other choice but to do it myself.
Her hands grasped my head as I circled her swollen clit with the tip of my tongue. Being between her thighs was like heaven. My safe place. Going to sleep and waking up with the taste of her arousal on my tongue was the most exhilarating thing I’d experienced in a long time. Never had a woman captured my attention like Oya. If it was the last thing I did, I would make her my wife.
“Gavin,” she moaned, the scent of her arousal mixing with the sound of us making love filled the room.
We’d only had a few hours of sleep because my dick couldn’t help but find a home inside her warm cunt most of the night and into the early morning hours. And when I woke up this morning to her luscious body snuggled up against mine, and my dick laying snuggly against the crack of her ass, I couldn’t help myself. I gently rolled her onto her back, making sure not to wake her up until my tongue was buried deep inside her pretty cunt.
“Good morning, babe,” I said against her wet folds.
Her body shivered and I smirked. Oya’s responsiveness to my touch was one thing that made me want to fuck her all the time. That kind of responsiveness made a man’s ego blow the fuck up. I couldn’t stop touching her, smelling the alluring scent of her skin, the tempting fragrance of her cunt. The woman was fucking addictive.
“Fuck, baby,” she groaned, riding my mouth. “Keep doing that. Right there.”
I hummed, lifted her legs over my shoulders, then sucked her clit into my mouth, pushing two fingers inside her tight pussy.
“Gavin!” she shouted as I moved my fingers in and out of her, quickening my pace.
I alternated between flicking and sucking her clit, while continuing to drive my fingers in and out of the channel, pushing her closer to the edge. Her legs tightened around my head as she rocked her hips, finding the rhythm she needed to come.
My fucking cock was hard as steel. I couldn’t wait to sink inside her, but I loved eating her pussy so much that I wanted to drag this out for as long as I could. But I didn’t think she would be able to hold on much longer. Her grip on my head tightened as she moved my head in sync with the movement of her hips.
“I’m coming!” She tried to push me away, but I gripped her thighs tighter, making sure I sucked her clit harder while she came undone. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”
Her delicious nectar flooded my mouth and my eyes rolled. Jesus fucking Christ, I’d never known a woman’s pussy to taste as good as Oya’s. It was hard to describe the taste. Something sinful, sexy, and downright intoxicating would be the best description. And I absolutely could not get enough of it.
When her thighs and hands loosened on my head, I gave her cunt one final long lick from her entrance to her swollen nub causing her beautiful body to tremble.
Settling in between her legs, she gave me the same look she always gave me since we’d been fucking. Like she couldn’t believe my dick was pierced and I was going to fuck her with it.
I chuckled. “What’s that look for baby girl.” I pumped my hard cock, enjoying the fear, disbelief, and lust swirling in her eyes. “You know how good these feel inside your tight pussy, relax and let me in.”
“I can’t believe, I’m letting you fuck me with your mechanical dick,” she said, spreading her legs wider despite her words.
“You love my mechanical dick, and you know it.”
My eyes dropped to her pussy, covered in her cum and my spit. Was it possible for a woman to have a beautiful cunt? If it was, Oya’s would win the top prize. It was gorgeous. Taste, smell, and the way it shifted from deep dark brown to pink. Mother. Fucking. Beautiful.
I didn’t wait for her to tell me how much she loved my dick, I just slammed into her. She knew she was about to reach fucking nirvana with this mechanical dick, as she liked to call it.
“Fuck you feel, like fucking heaven, Oya.” I deepened my thrust, relishing in the soft, velvety feel of her warm channel snuggly wrapped around my cock. “I’m going to fuck you until the day I die, Oya. This pussy is mine. Mine for fucking forever.”
