Chapter Fourteen

Brim broke every road law as he rode home with Leia clinging to his back. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been so hard for a woman. She tied him up in knots inside, even though he'd only known her a little while. It made no sense.

He figured there were some things in life he'd never be able to explain.

Once home he ushered her inside the house, claiming her lips as soon as the door closed behind them. A small voice in his head told him to take his time. Maybe shower, give her some room to breathe. But he was a man possessed. She'd been driving him crazy, ever since he'd first laid eyes upon her. Brim picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her to his bedroom.

He still hadn't changed the sheets, but at that moment, he didn't care.

They fell on to the mattress in a tangle of arms and legs, kissing frantically. At lease she was on the same urgent, frenetic page as him. Her dark hair fell over the pillow, her breasts protected by a skimpy black lace bra. Those sexy, firm tits were on display for him.

"You like what you see?" she asked, her voice coy as she held them up to him.

"You're fucking gorgeous, darlin'," Brim said, reaching around to unhook the eyelets. Once free, he leaned over to give each rose tipped nipple a kiss.

"Oh," she moaned softly, throwing her head back.

"Are you going to be my little naughty girl?"

Brim wanted her naked, and he wanted that now. He pulled her jeans all the way off before he placed his hand on her smooth thigh and slid it up between her legs, brushing over her pussy lips.

"You're wet, but not nearly wet enough."

He spread her legs wider for better access to her pink folds, slipping a finger inside. Stroking. Teasing. Pressing against her clit until she thrashed under him, begging for release. He leaned over to lave one of her nipples and gently bit on the turgid peak. It was enough to send her over the edge, falling into a climax that had her body flush and shaking with her release.

"Wow," she breathed, panting through her post-coital bliss.

"Oh, we're not done," he said. "That was the just appetizer. Now, unzip my jeans."

Leia's hands shook as she reached down to obey. She fumbled for the zipper, shaking as she eased it downwards. He gathered her hair into his hands, watching as she licked her lips. He lifted his hips, and she tugged his jeans down, freeing him completely from the denim.

"Go ahead," he said.

She got on her knees as she bent over and took his cock into her mouth. Sucking softly, she looked up at him and her dark eyes captivated him. Placing a hand on her head, he urged her to take more of him into her mouth. Using both hands to hold her head in place, he pumped in and out in a steady rhythm as she passively allowed him to use her lips for his pleasure.

"Fuck, you're a good little cocksucker," he said. He withdrew his dick, and it glistened, wet with her saliva.

He was almost at bursting point, and he needed to be inside of her. It was no longer possible for him to hold back. He reached over to his nightstand and grabbed a condom, glad he still had one. Once he had put it on, he kissed her hard on the mouth. Looking into her eyes, he spread her legs and watched her face as he eased his cock into her tight little hole. The head pushed her swollen pussy lips apart and eased inside. Sliding all the way in. Sliding home.

"Oh, yeah," he groaned as he sunk further and further into her. He pumped slowly at first, then gathered rhythm as her pussy got wetter. "Fuck, this is good. You were made for me, Leia."

She held onto him as he worked his dick deeper inside her. She gasped and moaned, her pussy spasming into a powerful orgasm. His balls grew tight as he pounded her harder and faster and he knew he wasn't going to last much longer.

"You're going to make me come."

"Come in me," she begged.

"You want this cum, darlin'?" he asked.

"Yes. Yes. Yes."

Her mantra drove him wild, and he pounded into her harder, deeper. Her tight little cunt was sucking him in, turning his brain to mush. He was fast losing control, although he wanted this moment to never end. She felt so damn good wrapped around him, skin to skin. He reached down between their bodies and touched her clit, and that was all she needed to fly apart. Her pussy spasmed around his cock and her incoherent cries of pleasure pushed him over the top. His cock jerked as he spilled into the latex barrier and part of him wished he could spill inside her, marking her as his. And he knew he wasn't ever going to let her go. She was his woman.

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The next few days fell into a rhythm. Leia was by his side all the time except for when he had club business. He thought he'd be annoyed by her, but every time they were apart, he itched to find her. Much to his shock, he actually liked being around her.

Plus, she seemed to be winning over his men. Even the club pussy smiled at her. When they'd first met, she hid all the time, with her bangs or by looking down. Now, however, she talked to everyone. Played poker. Tended the bar. Even danced when the music started. Even his most taciturn and dangerous member, Ghost, cracked a rare smile whenever she told stupid jokes.

At night they'd fuck each other senseless, and he'd fall asleep with her in his arms. In the back of his mind was the thought that their agreed upon bargain would soon be over, and he realized he didn't want to let her go. Somewhere along the way, he had come to think of her as his real old lady.

He just had to convince her to stay.