Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 64662 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 323(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64662 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 323(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
She lets out a sound that’s a mixture between a giggle and a moan as she fists my cock, pumping in long, hard strokes. “Okay, Diesel. I’ll suck it for you, but I want a good hard fuck after,” she says before taking me down her throat.
It’s pure fucking heaven the way she impales her throat on my cock, and my eyes flutter shut, accepting the pleasure she gives so willingly. My hips start to move, and Layla moves with me, so greedy for my cock she’s gagging and moaning like the taste of my meat is the best thing she’s ever had. My hands tangle in her hair and I move faster, pumping my cock down her throat over and over, her nails digging deep into my ass cheeks.
“Layla,” I groan as my balls tighten.
She takes me deeper and swallows once. Twice. Three times.
“Fuck,” I growl, so fucking ready to blow my load, but now that she’s got me all hot and bothered, I need to fuck someone. Anyone.
“Come here,” I command in a deep, throaty voice, taking her hand and pulling her to her feet.
“How do you want me?”
My cock goes even stiffer at her question. I lift her arm over her head and twirl her around. “All fours, babe.” I smack her ass, and instead of climbing onto the bed, she turns away from me, lifts her skirt, and steps out of her panties before arching her back and smacking her palms against the wall.
“Like this?”
“Fuck. Yes.” Her bare pink pussy is winking at me, pink and glistening. I fist my cock in my hand, lining my cock up with her hungry cunt.
“Give it to me, Diesel. Give it all to me,” she begs, which drives me out of my fucking mind.
My hands grip her ass, and I freeze. What the fuck am I doing? I reach into my jeans for a rubber, wrapping my dick before plunging deep into her wet, hot cunt. “Fuck,” I groan, sliding deep in one long, slow stroke. “Such a tight fucking pussy.”
“Damn straight,” she says, arching her back until her pussy sucks me deeper into her cunt. “You know how I like it.”
Hard and fast, same as me, and that’s just what I give her. I sink into her, pausing until I feel her fluttering and pulsing around me, strangling my cock with her tight cunt. I pound into Layla hard and fast, taking everything I need from her, enjoying the moment for what it is. Release, relief, and motherfuckin’ relaxation. I need this as much—if not more—than Layla does.
My fingertips dig into her pale flesh as I pound into her hard and deep so that the sound of our skin smacking together is louder than her cries and moans.
“Diesel,” she moans when she’s close, but sadly that’s not my top priority.
I grip her hips and pull her closer, leaving her feet barely brushing the ground as I pound into her, searching for the nut I’m desperate to bust. “Oh, fuck,” I shout when my cock explodes inside of her, light bursting behind my eyes as I pour every ounce of my pleasure into that rubber. “Shit.”
Her pussy squeezes tight as her orgasm grips her, and she lets out a quiet cry of pleasure that’s so at odds with her take no prisoners approach. “Fucking perfect,” she moans. “Just fucking perfect.” Layla sags against the wall, her legs shaking as I pull my cock out of her.
When I’m done, I don’t linger. Instead, I dispose of the condom, fix my clothes, and head back out to the party, finding Ace at the bar as I claim another beer. “And a shot of Cuervo, please, Trudy.”
Ace turns to me with a slow, knowing smile. “You good?”
I nod. “Better now, but this doesn’t feel over,” I admit.
“It’s never fucking over,” he growls and knocks back his shot. “For now, though, I need you at Morgan International full-time. We have a shit ton of shipments coming and going, and I need someone with your skills to make sure every truck makes it out on time and with a full load. You think you can handle that?”
I nod slowly because I’m a go-with-the-flow kind of guy, never really letting much bother me. “You need me there, then that’s where I’ll be.”
I’m always happy to help the MC in any way I can. They are my family and my brother Lucky is included in that.
“Good to hear,” he replies quietly, smacking the bar twice to get Trudy’s attention. “Two more shots,” he says in that tone of his that’s both a request and an order.
“Here you go, boys. Congrats.” She smiles, acknowledging the win at finally getting Rojas, and pours until the drinks are full to the brim.
“To the end of one chapter,” Ace says, holding up his glass.