“Please,” she begins to beg, her pussy squeezing my cock harder and harder as her climax builds. I love hearing the surrender in her voice as she gets closer to bliss.
“You mine?” The question escapes before I can push the thought back down and what it means exactly. I don’t care about the technicalities; I care about her pussy wrapped so tightly around my cock that it wants to explode.
“Oh, please,” she whimpers.
“Say it, now.” I squeeze her throat, stealing her air as I stole her kiss earlier. Her pussy pulses in response and I loosen my grip.
“Yes,” she croaks on the verge of spiraling into bliss, but it’s still not good enough.
“Are. You. Mine.” My demanding voice rises with every word and each plunge into her core.
“Fuck! Yes, I’m yours, you selfish bastard!” she finally admits on a lurid exclamation, and a raging desire unlike any I’ve ever felt before shoots through me. My hips pound so deftly into her that the sound of our flesh meeting echoes into the night.
“Say my fucking name.”
“Mercenary,” she chants loudly. “I’m yours, Mercenary. Please let me come.” I release her throat completely, my hand falling to pinch and pull her nipple and it sets her off like fireworks on the Fourth of July.
She screams through her orgasm, into the black night. My own mounting pressure erupts at her declaration, and my cock pumps my come into her waiting heat. A few easy thrusts and I’m spent for the moment. I’ll want her again in a few minutes, I know it. She’s like a drug, and one hit is not going to be enough to satiate my desire.
Holding still in her, my dick throbs, pumping every last drop I have. She remains laying on the hood, covered in her sweat, panting and staring up at the sky. I think it’s the most beautiful look I’ve seen on her. Like this, covered in my scent and utterly content from me giving her a good fucking.
Cheering and clapping comes from off to the side, and we both turn to find my club brothers lined up against the front of the clubhouse. They just got one hell of a show. I wonder how long they were watching us and if Chevelle’s going to lose her shit? However long, it must’ve been for a while as they continue to wolf whistle and make brash comments.