“You going to hold your cock or you going to fuck me with it, Tiger?” I taunt. “Fuck me nice, fuck me good, fast and hard on this counter, up against the wall, bend me over and do what you do best but for the love of God just do it,” I rasp, peering up at him through hooded eyes.
He releases his hold on his cock, wrapping both arms around me and lifts me off the counter by my ass. He takes a couple of steps before slamming my back against the wall, lining his cock with my entrance.
“I love it when you talk dirty,” he grits, thrusting deep and hard inside of me.
I wrap my arms around his back, my nails dig in as he takes me fast, hard, mercilessly. With every pounding thrust, the back of my head slams against the wall. Neither of us care as the fancy framed art work falls off the wall crashing onto the tile. We don’t stop, we don’t slow down, if anything he fucks me harder and I take him deeper.
“Riggs,” I growl, feeling my orgasm take flight. I frantically rock my hips, chasing it, demanding it until his mouth closes over mine and his tongue mimics the actions of his cock. He fucks my mouth softly, gently, but continues to fuck me hard and recklessly with his cock.
“Come for me, Kitten,” he grunts against my mouth.
I scream his name as my body goes over the edge. Clenching my legs tightly around him, my pussy squeezes his cock, insisting we do this together, desperate to feel him unravel.
“Fuck,” he cries as he drops his head to my shoulder, groaning as his dick jerks inside of me and he fills me with his release.
Our breaths are ragged as he comes down from the high and I wonder how he has the strength to stand, much less hold me up. My legs are like Jell-O, my body hums with relief as he kisses my shoulder. Finally, he lifts his head and stares at me.
“We broke the picture,” I say, glancing over his shoulder at the shattered glass.
“Fuck the picture,” he mutters, grinning widely. “Give me twenty minutes and we’ll break another.”
I laugh, wrapping my arms around his neck and lean in to brush my lips across his. I frown against his mouth as he slowly pulls out of me.
“Don’t worry, baby, the Tiger isn’t finished with you yet,” he assures me with a wink. “Going to fuck you until my dick don’t work no more and you can’t walk,” he says before bursting out laughing. “Should make for good conversation with the oil diggers over breakfast.”
I feel my cheeks redden as he reminds me that Lenore and Robert probably heard their son fucking me senseless.
I drop my head into my hands and groan.
“Aren’t you happy you brought me home to meet the folks?”
“Actually, I am,” he admits, pulling my hands away from my face. “Come on, MIJF Let’s take a shower.”
I furrow my eyebrows at the initials.
“What did you just call me?” I ask as he slides me down and steadies me on my feet. Rolling his eyes, he laughs and leads me to the glass showers.
“Mom I just fucked,” he says cheekily, biting the inside of his cheek as he pulls me into the glass enclosed shower. His eyes travel the length of my body as he turns on the water. “I take it back. You’re the hot as fuck mom I just fucked.”
Chapter Thirty-Four
Three days without my club, my bike and my brothers felt strange, unnatural—wrong. Three motherfucking days on the lam like I was some snitch in the witness protection program, it was driving me mad and that was putting it mildly. A more accurate description would be I was fucking losing my mind. It’s not that I wasn’t enjoying my time with Lauren and Eric. I couldn’t even blame my insanity on my parents, as fucked as they are, they were genuinely trying. My mother stopped looking at me like I would pocket her silverware and my old man was trying, real fucking hard, to get to know me. He was even putting in a real effort with Eric and Lauren which made me smile more times than I care to admit.
I was losing my shit because I had no idea what was going on back home, and fucking lying to Kitten sucked balls. I spoke my mind freely without worry, without consequence, there were no lies between me and my girl until the fucking mob folk fucked with us. Again.