Page 142 of Gangsters and Guns


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How I’d do anything for her.

Her free leg wraps around me, holding me tight as I work my hips. I splay my knees out for a better angle, and that does the trick as she moans loudly.

My balls tighten at the sound, and I know I don’t have long, I’m too sensitive from all that time spent playing with her body. I plant a soft kiss on her lips and untie her hands, then I sit up and grasp her hips in a bruising grip and fuck her how I’ve always wanted to fuck her—like an animal.

Noises leave my mouth that I’ve never made before, and the wet sounds of our bodies connecting echo around us. It’s primal. No thinking, only doing.

Her nipples bounce up and down with the clamps as I take her, and a flush creeps up her chest to her neck as her eyes roll back. Her pussy squeezes my cock, and I pummel her, slamming my cock into her tight wet hole.

I’ve never felt something so good in all my life. So sweet, yet seductive. So dark, yet so light. She’s the yin to my yang, the other half of my soul, and right now, I feel more connected to her than I ever have to anyone before.

We’re linked.

My body seizes up, and every nerve within me fires as my orgasm barrels into me. I roar, coming inside of my girl, moving my hips faster than I thought possible as I work to take her over the edge with me. She responds, screaming out, and her pussy milks me as she comes too.

I blackout for a moment, the pleasure consuming me as sweat drips down my body, and when I come to, I see the most angelic face smiling up at me.

Satisfied. Happy. Whole.

Mischief fucking managed.

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