Once inside, Rhys lost what mind he had left and shoved his length inside her in one lunge of his hips. Her scream heightened his arousal, his hand returning to her clit, pulling and rubbing it, making sure she was just as aroused as he was.
“Rhys…harder.” Her words inflamed a fire already burning out of control.
The bedwas rocking from the force of their sex. Anyone in the rooms next to his would be left no doubt as to what was happening on the other side of the wall.
The other women in the club had never inspired this type of passion from him, and the other bikers would never know the pleasure of the woman underneath him. He would make fucking sure they knew she wasn’t going to be shared around the club like the others. No, this pussy was all his; one he planned to use anytime he wanted, any way he wanted. That primitive reaction to Broni stunned Rhys.
He fucked her hard, greedily taking what he needed from her. Broni took as well asgiving, thrusting her ass back at him, encouraging him to use her exactly as he wanted. Thoughts of the acts he wanted to do to her flew through his mind, no longer held back as he ground himself inside of her. Rhys’s balls were so tight they hurt every time they slapped against Broni’s pussy.
Rhys didn’t want the pleasure to end, but he couldn’t last against the tightness much longer. The desire in her eyes as she looked over her shoulder at him was proving too much for him.
“I have to come,” she moaned. Whimpers of her need echoed around the room. Rhys knew she needed something to draw her over the edge. His fingers were stroking her pussy and still it wasn’t enough for the demanding woman. He felt her trembling on the precipice, unable to go over.
Leaving one handon her steaming cunt, Rhys brought his other hand to her swaying breast, latching on to her nipple and pinching the turgid nub while simultaneously rubbing her clit harder, giving her the friction she needed to throw her over the cliff of her climax as he lunged forward into her ass.
As her scream filled the room,Rhys gave her another hard tug at her nipple, and this time, she tensed, throwing her ass backwards at the same time he moved forward. He felt her shudder as she came, her knees starting to buckle.
“No, you don’t. You’re going to give me more until I’m done with this ass.” His hand ran over one of the creamy globes before raising it and giving her plump behind a hard smack. The sight of his handprint nearly had him coming.
Rhys pulled her back onto her knees and shoved his cock inside her in harder thrusts. His hand buried itself in the length of her black hair, his mouth going to her shoulder where his teeth bit down, returning the bite she had given him earlier. The come boiled up his length, swelling inside him. When he came, he didn’t lessen the strength of his thrusts until he felt himself softening inside of her, the lust finally assuaged.
Barely managing to pull out of her tight hole, Rhys fell back on the bed, drenched in sweat. Broni came to his side, laying her head on his stomach and a gentle hand on his thigh.
Rhys had experienced several types of sex throughout his life, but he had to admit the sex he had just shared with Broni had been the best.
His arm lifted, covering his eyes. “I have to say, if this is what you’re capable of, then I got a bargain when I bought you.”
“You should know better than insulting a woman when you’re still wet from her and she has her hand on you.”Rhys stifled a groan of pain as her sharp, little nails dug into the sensitive flesh on the inside of his thigh, making Rhys realize he had not been thinking smart to insult her until he was out of harm’s way.
“I didn’t have sex with you because you bought me, I had sex with you because I wanted to fuck you. You never could see what wasn’t laid out for you in black and white, counselor.” Her hands were now stroking his flesh, gentle as a whisper. “Could it be I just saw a good looking man and wondered if he fucked as good as he looked? That I lost myself in the sensation of his body?” All warm and soft now, her lips brushed softly against his chest as she leaned over him. Her silken hair fell forward, adding to the sensations coursing through him.
“How did you know I was alawyer? How did you know about the others?”
She stopped rubbing his body, which had been his goal. He wanted no softness from her unless he was fucking her.
Sighing, she raised herself away from him. “I guess play time’s over?” Broni stretched, rising from the bed. “Did I get too close, Rhys? Would you like me to stay naked? I have no objections; I just want to please you.”
His traitorous cock twitched at her words.
“Stay naked. I enjoy looking at your tits,” he said crudely, trying to make her angry.
It didn’t work. She just gave him a patient smile then unselfconsciously left the room to go into the bathroom.
Rhys sat upin the bed and leaned back against the headboard. His hand ran through his long, dark-blond hair. Rhys blamed his loss of control on her willingness to give in to his demands.I’ll get rid of her as soon as I get tired of her, he told himself. She had provided him with what he needed to keep his memories at bay. When she failed to do that any more, he would cut her loose.
Heburied his hand in his hair, banging his head against the headboard, agony hitting him at betraying Deena. He had experienced with this woman in a few hours what he had never done with Deena after years of marriage.
Not long after his thoughts began to run haywire, he felt the bed sink beside him as Broni sat down next to him.
“Do you have a brush I can borrow? I’m tired of yanking my hair out with your comb.” When he pointed to the nightstand next to the bed, Broni opened the drawer, picking up the brush. She saw the picture inside the drawer, studying it for several moments before closing the drawer.
“You still keep her picture beside your bed?” Broni nodded at the nightstand.
“Yes.”
“She was very beautiful.”
“Yes, she was. Deena was the most beautiful woman I ever knew, on the inside and out. She was killed five years ago.”