Page 6 of Breeding Her: The Red Flag Edition
“Yeah, give me that pussy,” he groaned, pushing forward while he toyed with my hardening nipples. “Take my hard cock.”
His hand moved between us, and he guided the thick head into my pussy.
“Dirty little whore,” he whispered as he spread my insides open. “Taking a stranger's cock over the hood of his car.”
I moaned shamelessly, not considering the consequences of my actions as I strained to take his length. He pulled me back and placed my fingers over the bottom of the hood.
“You’ll still feel me inside you tonight,” he said, gripping my ass in his hand.
I shuddered and felt myself drip.
He pulled back only to thrust deep inside me, and I cried out, feeling the full force of his cock driving into me.
“I’m going to own this tight hole,” he snarled.
He grabbed my hips and began to pile drive into me until I howled.
“Oh, God. Yes.”
“Oh, yeah. Just like that. Your tight little hole is soaking me,” he laughed. “You like that, don't you? You like my cock fucking you hard.”
I could barely breathe, but I managed a nod.
His thrusts got rougher, sloppier until the sound of him slapping against me with each deep thrust was all I could hear. I felt my pussy clutch at him with every brutal movement.
“Yeah, work that pussy like a good girl,” he rasped in my ear. “Let me feel it.”
I fluttered around him, and I knew I was close.
He groaned, shoving deeper, harder, like he would brand me from the inside out. I began to pant and move my ass back and forth until I couldn't breathe. I came so hard that I reared my head up. My cries filled the air.
“Oh, fuck. I’m gonna come in this tight cunt.”
I was too busy grinding myself on him and squeezing every last ounce of pleasure from the feel of his hard cock. I collapsed on the hood. He came with a low growl, slamming so deep inside me that I felt his balls press against me. The bumper dug into my legs as his hot come filled me up.
My eyes shot open even as I contracted around him.
“I’m not on the pill, you asshole,” I said, trying to buck him off.
His fingers tightened around my hips, holding me in place until he’d finished.
“You know where I am,” he offered, casual as anything.
“What the hell? Get off me, you big oaf,” I said, wondering if I cleaned myself out with the wet wipes in the car, I could prevent a pregnancy with a psychotic cop.
His body tensed for a moment, but I gasped when he pushed back, only to thrust back into me.
“You're pushing it in deeper. What is wrong with you?” I screamed.
He bent over me, pushing me into the hood and continued to fuck his come deeper. I could feel it spill out of me.
“I bet you won't speed again. Then again, you might,” he said with a chuckle.
Chapter 3
Kade
Although I hated to admit it, perhaps Carlton was onto something. It was too late to pull out, and she would leave town. If I got her pregnant, that was on me, and I’d need to take responsibility. There was no point in panicking after the fact.
