“Ready?” Michael whispered with such an intense and hungry expression.
“Oh yeah,” she replied, sounding playful to her own ears. Michael chuckled then pressed his cock between her folds and teased her.
“You sound awfully sassy, baby. Do you really want this cock?”
She nodded her head.
“Say it, baby. Tell me you want my cock in this tight, wet pussy of yours.”
Oh God, he is too sexy.
Michael smiled. “You think so?”
“I said that out loud?” she asked, turning red. She felt her cheeks warm.
“Oh yeah, you sure did,” Chad chimed in as he stroked a thumb and finger across her nipple and squeezed.
She closed her eyes and thrust her hips upward.
Michael grabbed her hips and held her still.
“I’m gonna take you hard and fast, baby. I won’t last at all after seeing you laid on this table like a meal.” He shoved forward and she gasped as his words sunk in and his cock filled her up. He was wild with need. She felt the intensity as he stroked her pussy over and over again. The faster he moved the slicker she became, and then he lifted her thighs higher. Her ass spread over the edge of the counter, and he moved a finger over her puckered hole. “Michael!” She screamed his name, and he smiled then thrust three more times hard before he yelled her name and leaned forward, latching onto her nipple and breast as he came.
He sucked and nibbled, making her moan with pleasure. His hands caressed her body everywhere they could, and she lay there sated and relaxed on their kitchen island.
“Incredible,” Michael whispered then kissed her mouth before slowly pulling from her body. He lifted her up and fixed her top and her skirt as he placed her feet back onto the counter.
“Who’s ready for nachos?” Chad chimed in.
“Oh God, you two are incredible.” Her legs shook, and Michael and Chad chuckled as they helped her sit down on the stool.
Michael placed his hand against one of her cheeks as Chad placed his hand on her thigh. She felt her heart soar and knew that she loved them so much.
“No, baby doll, you’re incredible and you’re all ours to enjoy.”
Chapter 11
After they reluctantly dropped Alexa off at her house, Michael filled Chad in on the information from their commander. They discussed helping to raid a place where drugs were being smuggled in through on the border of Mexico when Mason showed up at their front door.
It was a cold fall day, and Mason wore a black long-sleeve thermal shirt with black cargo jeans and his leather jacket. His motorcycle sat outside in their driveway.
“Hey, Mason, what’s going on? Come on in,” Chad stated as he entered.
“Hey, guys. How did everything go the other night with Alexa?”
Chad smiled. “It went great.”
He looked toward Michael. “We’re making progress.”
“Oh, that’s good. I didn’t know if you were going to meet the other Warriors for a ride today. We’re doing that fundraiser for the McClocklin baby at one o’clock.”
“Yeah, we’re definitely going to be there.”
“Good. Any word on Nate yet?” Mason asked.
“Not a thing. It’s not looking good, you know, man?” Chad replied as he opened the front entrance closet door and took out Michael’s jacket and then his own.
“It’s part of the job and the lives we lead.”