Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 94921 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 475(@200wpm)___ 380(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94921 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 475(@200wpm)___ 380(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
Silence fell on their group.
Harlow thought about it, and sex was fun and she did enjoy it, but what she was going to take from the time with Hunter was the way he held her. A few nights she had woken up in the middle of the night to find his arms wrapped around her, holding her close. They meant more to her than anything else.
Larissa’s cell phone rang, and her smile grew wider. “That’s my ride.” She hugged Harlow. “I’ve got to go. I look forward to the party.”
Chapter Eight
“Look at yourself,” Hunter said.
Harlow let out a whimper. It was such a soft sound, but it was one that went straight to his balls. He loved the noises she made and if he could, he’d record them for himself to hear. She was so fucking sexy and he just couldn’t get enough of her. He had lost count of all the ways he’d enjoyed her so far.
Hunter couldn’t remember a time ever being excited or even anticipating spending time with a woman, but Harlow was blowing his mind every single time they were together.
His name echoed around the room as she said it.
Staring in the mirror, he watched her look at them together. He’d moved a chair in front of the mirror, and then spun her around so her ass nestled against his pelvis. Hunter had held onto his cock, and made Harlow line her pussy up, and then sink down onto his length. He loved watching his cock enter her. She looked so fucking beautiful stuffed with his cock.
The only cock she has ever known.
The only cock she was going to need.
He held onto her hips, loving the feel of them in his grip. So beautiful and sweet, all his, and sexy as fuck. Even the ink she had down her arms suited her.
Hunter didn’t know why she had intrigued him so much, nor why he couldn’t get her out of his mind. She was everything. And it did scare him.
They were never going to be forever. There was no path for them, so he had decided to enjoy the ride while he could.
“How does it look?” he asked.
“So good.”
“Do you like it?”
“I love seeing your cock inside me, Hunter. I’m so wet.”
She surprised him by reaching down and stroking his cock as he eased her up on his length and then slid down.
“Touch yourself. I want you to come all over my dick.”
Another moan, but she didn’t argue with him. He loved it when she followed instructions like a good little girl.
My girl.
She stroked her fingers across her clit, and he felt the tightness of her cunt as she quivered around his length.
“Fuck, yeah,” he said. “That’s it, baby, ride my cock. Fuck me.”
Harlow tilted her pelvis forward taking more of him, and he was pretty sure he was at the hilt within her. She was sheer fucking perfection.
“Are you close?” he asked, feeling the change within her as she rode that wave, getting closer to her release.
“Yes.”
“Then come for me, Harlow.” He commanded it and she followed his instruction.
The moment her tight wet pussy wrapped around him and she came, he couldn’t hold back. He’d been close and it had taken every ounce of strength not to blow his load deep inside her.
Each time they fucked, he knew he should wear a condom, but he didn’t want to stop. Harlow’s pussy was too good to deny himself.
Wrapping his arms around her stomach, he laid back on the chair and Harlow let out a sigh.
“That was incredible.”
“Tomorrow night, I don’t want you dancing with any of the dicks that are going to be there,” Hunter said.
He had tried to stop the girls’ night from going ahead. Raven wouldn’t be swayed. To make matters worse, Smokey was encouraging it.
Ava was pregnant with their second child, and he had already said it wouldn’t be long before the potential exhaustion or sickness, or something would take over. Carlos hadn’t been much help either. He didn’t know what Raven had done or said to convince her man that this party was a must, but he was also happy to provide the funds so no one had to pay.
Smokey had declined as no one paid for the Hell’s Bastards MC.
There were times when Smokey’s and Carlos’s competitive natures won out, and there was no one who would be able to stop them. Raven tried to be the buffer, but even she had her limits.
He didn’t want Harlow to go out partying. Originally, he had planned to pick her up, bring her back here, have a meal, spend some time with her, fuck her, and just let her enjoy her day. He’d even considered putting a bow on himself, and him being her present. He did also have a bracelet for her, which he had purchased last week. Nothing too special, but he wasn’t a total dick. Actually, he was a total dick, but he knew he couldn’t let Harlow’s birthday go without getting her something.