Page 21 of Porter - Dirty Misfits MC
Which made her push back against me.
“Right there,” she whispered.
“Hmmm?” I hummed teasingly.
She whimpered. “Go back. Go down. Please.”
I sucked on her earlobe. “Not sure I can hear you, beautiful. Care to try that again?”
Before she could swat at me for teasing her, my fingers traced her clit. Her legs locked and her toes curled as she bucked and bobbed, already sloshing water over the edge of the tub. I rolled with her movements, allowing her to feel how thick my cock was for her. I bit into the meat of her shoulder, causing her to groan as my fingers pressed against her pulsating nub. She felt delightful. No, no, more than delightful.
She felt like fucking heaven.
“Porter, please,” she whimpered.
My cock leaked. “I love it when you beg for me.”
She panted for air. “If you won’t give me what I want, then I’m gonna take it.”
My movements paused. “Oh, I’d love to see you try.”
She moved like lightning, and in the blink of an eye her pussy hovered over my cock. She had jumped up, turned around, and sank to her knees before I could even register what was happening. My arms rested on either side of the tub. My eyebrows rose as her warm pussy hovered over my aching tip. And as her arms slithered around my neck, her lips fell softly against my own.
“Gotcha,” she whispered.
Then, she staked herself on my dick.
“Holy fuck,” I grunted.
She hissed. “Yes, Porter. Oh fuck, you fill me so good.”
My self-control flew out the window as my hands fell to her hips. I ground against her, feeling the whole of her trapped around me as I filled her to the brim. Her walls clenched. Her body shook. Her warmth washed over me like rain pouring from the heavens. I dug my heels into the bottom of the tub. I pounded up against her, watching her gloriously massive tits bounce for me.
And as I captured one of her nipples between my lips, her head fell back in ecstasy.
“God damn it, Porter, you’re amazing.”
I tugged her nipple with my teeth before releasing it. “Not as amazing as you, Astrid.”
I lost myself in her as my balls pulled up into my body. I let my thumb slide between her legs, finding her oversensitive clit. She shook and quaked as she fell against me. Her orgasm crashed over her as she dragged me over the edge. I tweaked that little tip of hers as she jumped against me, her sounds muted as her pleasure choked off her ability to make noise.
“Oh—shit,” I grunted.
“Come for me, please,” Astrid whispered.
Her desperate words tugged me over the edge, causing me to explode within her. My body trembled against hers as her pussy continued milking me through my orgasm. My heart leapt into my throat. The world around me tilted so quickly that it made me nauseous. I closed my eyes and gripped her hair, pulling her lips to mine. And as I shoved my tongue inside of her mouth, she whimpered down the back of my throat.
Causing fireworks to burst behind my eyes.
As we sat there, spread out and spent, I let my hand fall down Astrid’s back. With my cock still sheathed within her warmth, I reached mindlessly for the first piece of cloth I could find—which just happened to be my shirt. I dipped it into the water and ran it against her skin, washing her down as she nestled against my chest.
She tucked her head underneath my chin and a shocking thought crossed my mind. One that forever changed my course of life and the way I saw Astrid in it.
I love this girl.
I didn’t dare say the words out loud. For one, I had no idea how she felt about this shit, but I knew damned good and well it wasn’t “love” that she felt. And secondly, if Brooks ever caught wind of what we had done—much less how I felt for his sister—then I’d be dead. I’d be on the run for the rest of my goddamn life.
It didn’t change the reel playing out in my head, though.
I washed her down from head to toe. Well, as much of her as I could wash down anyway. She wouldn't actually get off me so I could wash the front of her, but I did manage to run some water through her hair. My cock finally dwindled until it pulled naturally away from her body, and the gush of warmth that followed my movements made me grin.
And it made Astrid giggle.
“Guess it’s a good thing we took a bath, huh?” she asked.
She picked her head up and gazed into my eyes as a grin crawled across my cheeks.
“Yeah, I guess so.”
She kissed the tip of my nose. “The water’s getting cold, though. We should probably get out.”
I held my hands up. “And I practically look like a prune.”
