Page 92 of Gangsters and Guns


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She hisses and moans, shuddering as I nip down her toned belly to her cunt where I drop to my fucking knees. Gripping her left leg, I toss it over my shoulder and just appreciate her pink pussy for a moment.

Her lips part from her position, displaying the soft rosy flesh between them. Needing to see her spread, I grip her leg behind her knee and press it against the wall, opening her up.

“Fuck, this pussy is so gorgeous, Hellcat, so wet for me, so ripe. I’m going to taste you before I fuck you. Are you ready? Can you be a good girl and come on my face?” I look up to see her gazing down, her hair draped over her face.

“Fuck yes,” she moans as I dive in, feasting on her cunt. First, I suck along her lower lips, ensuring my mouth touches every inch of her velvety skin. “Rogan, please,” she pleads when I circle her clit with the tip of my tongue.

“Don’t want to play, Hellcat?” I whisper against her. “Just want to come hard for me?”

“Rogan.” She mewls my name like a dark promise as I dip a finger inside her, then I languidly lap at her clit. Most men think you have to rapidly attack the little nub to make a woman come, but those men are merely boys.

A real man knows it’s not about the speed, but how you touch her, and right now, my tongue is slipping all over her clit, expertly rolling the nub with the tip. She moans, bangs her head against the wall, rolls her hips, and rubs her pussy against my face.

Her thighs begin to shake, and her pussy clamps on my finger as I curl it inside her and rub along her G-spot. With the lightest caress, I slide my tongue back and forth, grazing her clit, as her moans become higher and higher.

Then, her body seizes, and she comes.

“Oh God!” she cries out as I lick her through it, her pussy dripping all over my face and hands. When she flinches away from my tongue, I pull away and stand up, gripping her chin in my hand.

Her eyes are closed, her lips are parted on a silent cry, and her face is slack with bliss. I tighten my grip until her eyes open, and then I smash my lips to hers. Our mouths connect, the kiss heated, and it makes me hot knowing she’s tasting herself on my tongue. But she kisses me almost desperately, as if we’re long-lost lovers who’ve only just seen each other after years of separation.

“I’m going to fuck you now, Rory,” I warn against her lips. “My cock is so fucking hard, it’s going to stretch this tight little cunt.”

“Yes,” she moans, tugging on her arms, but they won’t be free until I want them to be, and right now, I like her stretched for me.

“Don’t struggle, Rory, because there’s a predator inside of me who’s desperate to catch you.” She wriggles harder, almost on purpose, daring me to lash out at her.

Releasing her chin, I find her torn sweater and grab it from the floor, then I bind one of her ankles to it. “What are you—”

I stretch her leg out and up, securing it to one of the hinges on the front door.

She moans as I give her pussy a light spank, and then I back up to appraise her.

“Fuck, Hellcat. Look how perfect you are, how swollen your cunt is for me. I might not allow you to ever wear panties again so I can see this fucking pussy whenever it pleases me.”

“Fuck me, Rogan. Please. I want you to,” she rasps, her cunt fluttering before my eyes.

Growling, I unbutton my pants and slip them off my legs, taking my boxer briefs with them. My cock is rigid as I stroke my hand up and down my length, watching how she gazes at me with such hunger.

My eyes run down her body, from her lust filled gaze, to her heavy breasts and tight nipples, down to her cunt all spread for me. “How does it feel knowing I can see all of you, Hellcat? Every inch of you is displayed for me, every private space and hidden treasure exposed, with no secrets to separate us.”

I stalk closer, not wanting an answer, and rub the tip of my cock through her wetness. I grip her neck with one hand and squeeze lightly, then I press my cock against her opening. “How does it feel to know I can do whatever I want to you right now and you’d be helpless to stop me?”

She licks her lips, her nostrils flaring as I sink inside of her inch by glorious inch. I don’t just fuck any woman, even though I can. I need a reason to allow them to see this side of me, to let go, even as I struggle to regain control.

“Are you scared? Or are you more turned on than you’ve ever been in your life?” I question, squeezing her neck harder when she doesn’t respond. I sink all the way into her and slowly begin to move my hips, dragging my cock in and out of her tight heat. Her pussy clasps me, gripping me, wanting me to stay inside her.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, aren’t you, Ms. O’Brien?” I growl into her ear. “Tempting me like you do, strutting around in your skimpy dresses, displaying all these luscious curves.”

“You pick out my fucking clothes,” she retorts.

“That’s true. Perhaps I’ll have you wearing a snowsuit into work this week. Or perhaps I’ll deny you clothes altogether,” I taunt.

Her pussy clenches at my threat, and I grin against her neck. “Would you like that, Hellcat? Forced to be naked and bared for my brothers and me…to use and to take whenever we fucking want?”

She moans, and I bend my knees, angling up before slamming inside her. “So hot. So fucking tight. You cause me to lose control, Rory. I don’t know how to deal with that.”

I lick up her neck and take her lips before she can even respond. I don’t even know why I told her that, but I blame it on my cock doing the thinking right now. All the ways I wanted to learn her fade away to this one sensation—of her cunt gripping my cock like she’s clinging on for life.

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