Mad Dog (Angel’s Rebellion MC: #2) (Angel's Rebellion MC), стр. 90

“Fuck, babe. I think you're trying to kill me, not that I'm seriously complaining. But I fucking gotta admit, I agree with Viper on one issue.”

I snickered. “You're bringing your man crush into our bed now?” I asked cheekily.

“I'll make you think man crush. Fuck. Do not ever say that outside of this bedroom. The fucking guys will take that and run with it and I'll never fucking hear the end of it,” he growled. “I'll fucking show you man crush.”

I didn't even know the man could move that fast. One minute we were letting the breeze from the ceiling fan wash over us, the next he was balls deep in me again.

“Does this feel like a man crush to you?” he asked in his deep gravelly voice as his cock jumped inside me. I swear the man could give Sam Elliott a run for his money the way his words flowed out like warm whiskey.

I looked at him and said, “Well, I dunno. It's not very hard, is it?” Then I grinned at him evilly.

“Damn, woman. You're fucking asking for it, aren't you?”

I thrust up against him, “Asking for more than what, this little old thing?”

His eyes had narrowed, and he glared at me. “Haven't heard you complaining yet,” he said as he withdrew his cock from me. “But if it's not enough for you anymore, I guess I can go find someone else who might like it.”

It had been my turn to growl then.

“You fucking put your cock inside another woman and that's the last time you'll ever use it again, I promise,” I spit out.

He'd sighed and acted like he was getting up. He looked down at his cock and said, “Yeah, buddy. She fucking hurt your feelings. I totally get it. I'm sure there's someone out there who would appreciate you.”

He paused and acted like he was listening to his southern brain. “I know, buddy, she apparently thinks you're a little fellow. First time you've ever been accused of that. What's that?”

Again, he paused and tilted his head as if he was listening to his dick speaking to him. “Well, fuck, yeah, I agree with you. I think you've done a fantastic job lately. I don't have any complaints, but, sadly, it appears that the lady does.”

I was rolling on the bed laughing hysterically by now. I swear if the Brothers could see their big bad Prez talking to his cock, he'd never live it down.

“What's that you say? You think someone should apologize nicely, do you? What do you consider nice?”

He cocked his head like he was taking in every word his dick was 'saying' to him.

“You think someone should wrap their lips around you, is that what you said? Wait, what, is that not what you said?”

Silence.

“Oh, you said someone should ride you like the stallion you are. Well, buddy, not sure if anyone here is qualified enough to do the job.”

Oh, fuck no, he didn't just say that.

“Yeah, I know, buddy. It would have been nice if Ava could do it, but you're not enough for her so I don't think she would give you an adequate ride.”

He had fucking reversed the roles on me. Damn man. I swear I could never win with him. He was too fucking clever by far.

“Yeah, buddy, we'll go try to find someone if that's what you want,” he murmured.

As the words left his mouth, I pounced on him. I knocked him back down on the bed, slung my leg over him, raised up, grabbed his cock and slammed myself down on it. We both groaned loudly.

“Oh fuck,” I whimpered.

He felt so damn good inside me. I raised up until the only thing left inside me was just the head of his cock, then I slowly lowered myself back down. God, that felt so good that I did it again, then again. Next, I raised myself up and then lowered myself so that just the head was going in and out of me. The feeling was fucking amazing.

“Damn, Ava,” he groaned. “You're fucking killing me.”

I didn't pay any attention to him. My eyes were closed, and I was in my own little world, using his cock to stimulate my pussy. Up and down I went, ever so slowly. I ran my hands up and started pinching my nipples. I moaned. I hit bottom and ground myself against his pelvic bone. I gasped.

“Fuuuccck,” I cried out.

I lifted myself up till I was off and started over, but this time slow wasn't enough. I leaned over and placed my hands on his chest. Once I had traction, I started going faster. Up and down. I could feel my walls dragging the sides of his cock. It felt like he was growing inside me. I felt my legs start shaking as my pace increased. I needed more. I needed Dog to slam up inside me.

“Dog,” I cried out. “Help me, oh fuck, I need it harder.”

I managed to open my eyes and stare into his.

“Please, baby, help me,” I begged him.

He grabbed my hips and took over. With each downward movement, he slammed me onto him as he thrust upwards.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” I chanted. “Harder, need it harder.”

Now I wasn't even helping at all, he was lifting me off himself and thrusting back up all on his own. It was as if I weighed nothing. Over and over he went.

“Close, Dog, so close,” I gasped out.

“Ava, baby. Look at me,” he commanded.

I looked into those silvery eyes that looked like molten steel. His eyes were wild with need.

“Baby, run your hand down and touch your clit, but don't you fucking quit looking at me, you got me?” He groaned out.

I ran my hand down my abdomen and slid two fingers onto my clit.

“Stroke it for me, baby,” he gritted out as he continued slamming me down on him.

My eyes grew heavy.

“Ava, fucking look at me,”