She whimpered as he thrust in and out of her ass with his fingers. Her cunt clenched down, keeping him inside her.
“That’s it, baby, take me all.”
“Please, Zero, I need your cock.”
“I’ll give it to you when I’m good and ready.” Withdrawing from her pu**y, he stroked his fingers through her slit, caressing her clit. He could spend hours touching her, loving her body. Her response was a thing of beauty.
In and out he pushed his fingers into her ass while stroking her cl*t with his other hand.
Prue squirmed, her body shaking with need. “Please,” she said, begging.
Zero didn’t respond and watched as her pu**y grew wetter with his ministrations. When he could stand it no longer, he eased off the bed, going into the bathroom to wash his fingers. When he came back he found her sawing her legs together, clearly trying to gain friction that her legs wouldn’t give her.
“Are you here to torture me?” she asked.
“A little. Don’t worry, baby. I’ll take care of all of your needs.” Retrieving a condom, he tore into the foil and eased the rubber over his length. He gripped the base of his c**k then stroked up to the tip. His touch was light so he wouldn’t remove the rubber.
Her gaze was on his c**k as he approached the bed. “I’ll give you the f**king you need, baby.”
Zero moved between her thighs, dropping a kiss to her precious jewel. Her scent invaded his senses, and he couldn’t deny himself a taste of her cunt.
As he plunged his tongue into her heat, her cum exploded on his tongue.
She cried out, the screams echoing off the wall. Gripping her hips, he tugged her onto his tongue, spearing her pu**y.
Prue called out his name over and over again. Moving up he sucked her cl*t into his mouth drinking her in.
He kissed up her body, biting onto her ni**les until he claimed her mouth. She whimpered but opened her lips to take his invading tongue. Deepening the kiss, he gripped his shaft, sliding the tip through her creamy slit. He bumped her cl*t before going down to slide the tip into her pu**y.
She glided her tongue over his, and their kiss deepened. He moaned, hands going to her h*ps as he thrust inside. Prue didn’t stop her kiss, taking his c**k and tongue into her body.
“That’s it, baby, give me what I need,” he said.
Zero filled her up, loving the feel of her tight cunt rippling around him. Breaking from the kiss, he stared into her captivating eyes. He loved looking into her eyes. They were always so expressive and gave him hope of there being something more between them.
Pulling out of her pu**y, he slammed inside watching her cry out.
Over and over, he thrust into her waiting cunt, loving the noises coming from her. Glancing down to where they were joined he watched his latex covered c**k pounding inside her pu**y.
“Watch us together, Prue. Watch me f**k you and your pu**y take my cock.”
They were both panting for breath. Staring into her eyes, he saw her gaze was on his penetrating cock.
“You’re so f**king beautiful. All I want to do is f**k you. I’ve got you trapped where I want you.” The cuffs he’d placed around her wrists kept her in place. Leaning down, he sucked her nipple into his mouth, pulling the bud taut. When she screamed, arching up, he released her, flicking the tip with his tongue.
Holding onto her hips, he pounded inside her, never letting up as he f**ked her hard and rough.
“Never going to get tired of f**king you,” he said, slamming harder inside her.
Zero hit her cervix, and her face showed the pleasure and pain he was giving to her.
He caressed her clit, f**king her at the same time. Her tits bounced with the force of his thrusts, but he still didn’t stop from f**king her. Zero wanted to brand her cunt with his name alone. Every time she thought about sex, he wanted his name to be on the tip of her tongue. No other man would ever know the pleasure of her body, only him. He would take care of her, love her, and give her everything her heart desired.
“You’re so f**king beautiful.”
She splintered apart in his arms. Her pu**y squeezed the life out of his c**k as she hurtled over the edge. Zero followed her into bliss, slamming his c**k deep inside her. Once again he wished he was filling her up with his cum. Instead, he filled the condom collapsing over her as he finished. He held himself up on his arms, breathing against her neck.
Catching his breath, Zero knew there was nowhere else he wanted to be. Prue owned every part of him.
Glancing down into her closed eyes, he kissed her lips.
“There is no going back anymore,” he said.
“I know.”
“You’re going to stay here and be with me.”
“I can’t just quit my job.”
Running a hand over his face, he stared down at her. “Yeah, you can. There are jobs here, and if not, you can wait. I make more than enough money to keep us, Prue.”
“I’m not living in the clubhouse. I wouldn’t survive here.”
“Then we’ll get a house.”
“Why are you not listening to me?” she asked.
“You’re being difficult on purpose. I won’t accept it. I’m not letting you go.” He silenced her with his lips. Zero wasn’t going to let her go.
****
Two hours later they were still arguing over where they were going to live and what they were going to do. They showered together, and she was no longer bound to the bed by his furry cuffs. She followed one of his tattoos as they argued.
“There are kids everywhere who need a good teacher,” he said.
“I’m under contract.”
“Then work your contract and come back here. Fort Wills is my life, Prue.”
She sighed. He didn’t know how tempted she was to give in and be with him. Half a night of fantastic sex and she was ready to cave.
“I’ve got a life as well.” She had lived a mundane life that hadn’t been exciting or thrilling in the past couple of months unless Zero called.
“I’m not disputing that.” He covered her hands on his chest. Flattening her palm on his chest, she glanced up at him. “You can’t tell me you’ve had more fun back home alone than you have now.”
Prue stayed silent resting her head on his chest.
“You’ve not played pool or had some fun. When was the last time you went shooting?” he asked.
“There’s not a lot of call to go shooting.”
Zero started talking, but she closed her eyes.
“Please, will you stop talking,” she said. “I’ve not done anything because unlike you and Trevor, I never made friends easily. Playing pool, shooting, for me it was spending time with you guys. Doing it alone is just sad, depressing. So, no, I’ve not done anything fun, and you’re right. The most fun I’ve had in a long time is with you.” She leaned up, opening her eyes to stare at his lips. “Can we not talk about the future until after Alan is gone?”