Page 38 of Buff's Reign


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I growled and dove into her heat. She knew what I was asking but avoided telling me why she removed her curls.

“You’re such an animal.” She giggled, digging her nails into my scalp. “Hungry like a wolf.” She just wouldn’t stop.

“Don’t be a cunt while I’m eating your hairless cunt.” I dished it back but took it a step further.

Like most women, Reign didn’t approve of the word cunt. She tolerated it but only if directed at her pussy and during sex. I could get away with saying just about anything when dirty talking.

Callinghera cunt was just as horrific as kicking a puppy. The gates of hell were about to open.

“You no good, lousy, disrespectful prick!” She slapped my head. “As punishment, you’ll have to make me come three times by your tongue.”

Wait, what?

“Calling me a cunt is never okay. But you don’t even know why I’m bare.”

I stopped lapping her pussy lips. Something happened to make her go bare?

“No, no. Don’t stop now. Just keep eating me out and make it good. No, the best you’ve ever given me, you disgusting bastard.”

Shit. My gut told me going bare hadn’t been her choice. Fucking, Keg was the reason.

I swiped my tongue slowly across her heat, from her tight little rosette to her clit. I didn’t enjoy eating her out as much as before, but she still tasted as I remembered. For that, I was in hog heaven.

“Oh my God,” she moaned. “I’m coming.”

That was fast.

Reign’s body tensed. She held my head and took control, rubbing her pussy against my face through her orgasm. Jesus, I’d missed this.

Once she calmed, I continued to feast, dragging my tongue between her folds and sucking on her clit. Only two more times to make her come.

Worst punishment ever… not.

Her second climax hit when I bit down on her ball of nerves. She screamed and clawed the mattress. Bone probably heard her from next door.

Did I care?

Nope.

My brother’s talk about it being hard to find a ride-or-die chick wasn’t far off from being harder than finding a nympho in a nunnery. Our lifestyle wasn’t for the faint of heart. It took an extraordinary woman who could stand the fire we were often under. My mom, Lady M, managed to be the queen with ease. Not all women were like her.

Cobra and Hustler both had old ladies now. Women who believed in the club and their men. I wanted to believe Reign could be like them.

“Jonah, please. Please, I need you.” She pushed on my head to stop.

There it was:please. When Reign begged for my cock, I felt like a king.

“I wasn’t finished. You need to come one more time, remember?” I raised and aligned my dick with her entrance.

“Don’t mess with me.” She grabbed my hips and pulled me toward her. “I need your beautiful, thick cock, instead of your little tongue.”

“Ouch, I’m hurt.” I drove into her and saw fireworks.

Reign yelped, bowing her back.

“Did I hurt you?” I’d feel awful if I did. She wasn’t dry at all. Just tight, maybe tighter than I recalled.

“No. You’re huge. Bigger than Keg.”

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