Her pussy was on fire, and she squeezed her thighs together. Relaxing her throat, she pulled away so only the tip of his cock was in her mouth. He exploded, and she started to swallow, doing her best not to let a single creamy drop escape.
When she had milked him completely, she sat back, licking her lips. He didn’t give her a chance to climb on the bed. Knife lifted her up, pulling her onto the bed, and make sure she was perched on the edge. He opened her thighs wide, and she moaned as he captured her clit, sucking it into his mouth. Knife didn’t stop there. He moved down, plunging his tongue into her pussy.
Lying back on the bed, she closed her eyes as he continued to tease her body. When his tongue wasn’t on her clit, his fingers were. The same went for inside her pussy. He thrust fingers inside her, and tongued her nub, sucking it into his mouth, and then smashing his tongue against her clit.
She just couldn’t hold back.
After a few strokes, she came apart, pressing her pussy against his mouth. He wouldn’t let up, and he pushed her to a second orgasm. Only when he was finished did he pull away. Knife wasn’t done with her. He flipped her onto her stomach, moving her so that her knees were on the floor.
“What are you doing?” she asked, following his movements without actually leaving her place.
“It’s time I took your ass, don’t you think?” He came back with a condom and lube. She took the condom, tearing into the foil, and turning to roll the length on his now stiff cock. Knife seemed to be in a constantly aroused state. It was one of the things she loved about him. Obviously, there were a lot of other things she loved about him, but his cock was a big deal. Sarah hadn’t told him about her feelings, and she didn’t know when she would. Part of her was afraid to burst the bubble that had developed around them. There was a lot more fun to be had before their feelings got in the way.
When his cock was covered, she turned back going into position.
“I want you to reach behind you and spread those ass cheeks wide for me, baby.”
Sarah groaned as she grabbed her ass, spreading the cheeks wide for him. She let out a little yelp when the cold gel hit her cheeks. Knife spread the lube all across her anus, and pushed some inside her as well, coating her well.
She heard some movement, and then his fingers were gone when the tip of his cock pressed against her ass.
Pressing out, she closed her eyes as she concentrated on Knife. His cock was so large, and she was a little worried that he wasn’t going to fit. She bit her lip in order to contain her moans.
“Relax, baby. You can take me.”
Sarah wasn’t so sure. His cock was big. Knife took his time, going past her tight ring of muscles before sliding inside her. His hands held onto her hips, and he pushed the last few inches inside her ass.
“You’re tight, baby. We’re going to take this slowly.”
He stayed still for a few seconds allowing her to get accustomed to the size of his cock. Closing her eyes, she kept hold of her ass, spreading herself for him. Even though there was slight pain, the pleasure made it worth it.
“Your ass is squeezing me, Sarah. Are you ready for me to move?”
“Yes.” She released the word with a moan, and Knife started to rock inside her at first. He took his time, thrusting his cock in and out of her.
Knife slipped a hand between her thighs stroking over her clit.
Only when she started to press back against his cock, did he start to take her a little harder, fucking her ass.
She took over, teasing her clit, and Knife continued to fuck inside her ass. The pressure was out of this world, and it took her breath away.
There was no pain, only pleasure, and she came apart on his cock, fingering her pussy at the same time. Knife grunted in her ear, and she felt his cock pulse jets of cum into the waiting condom. It was one of the most intense moments of her life, and she just knew without a shadow of a doubt, that her life was meant to be with him.
****
Knife sat at the back of the warehouse on the raised bleachers watching the fight. Liam, one of the Saints and Sinners Prospects, was fighting with one of the college boys who liked to make a quick buck on the side. Shawl had no problem taking in college boy fighters, providing they could prove that they knew how to handle themselves.
The warehouse was crawling with a lot of people, and he’d clocked a great many of the Saints and Sinners in the building. Like always, Saint was leaning against the changing room for his boy watching the fight with that bland expression he always wore.
Pipe moved up to take a seat beside him. His Prez was usually by the main fighting ring, keeping shit locked tight. Knife spotted Shawl doing the job, and turned to look at Pipe. “What’s going on?” he asked.
“Nothing. I’d say that college kid had a lot going for him,” Pipe said. “I’d take him on as a Prospect any day. Look at the way that kid moves.”
Knife didn’t know the kid’s name, but he couldn’t deny the skill. Liam was easily matched.
“I feel bad for the Saints’ kid. He’s getting a pummeling out there,” Pipe said.
“What brings you here and not at the edge of the fight where you usually are?”