Page 89 of Lips On My Heart


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I rub the back of my neck, watching her slender form retreat. For once, I’m not exactly sure how to read my pixie. I set my beer down and follow her.

I ‘round the corner of the back of the house where it’s completely secluded except for us. If there was a time for my girl to talk undisturbed, this would be it.

I reach for my fiancée to comfort her, but the little vixen grabs me by waistband of my jeans, spinning me against the house using all of her weight. My back hits the house with a thud, and her tiny hands work to undo my pants.

Hot damn! How could I not read this on her?

My woman is in need of angry, get-my-fuck-on, wild sex. Right here, right now, in the fucking wide open, where any of my brothers could come walking by any second. The idea both thrills and petrifies me. Her hands are already working my cock to full mast, making my mind up for me.

I spin her ‘till her back hits the house, and move us into the shadows where the moonlight doesn’t touch us. My fingers hike up her skirt, sliding her panties to the side.

Normally, I like to take my time with Josephine, savoring everything, but my nerves are on high alert. I don’t want any of my men watching me ravish her. She’s mine and I treat her with respect. Having anyone witness us fucking would be giving away a piece of her, and I can’t allow that. All of her belongs to me and me alone.

Eager to please, I yank her up to my waist. She wraps her toned legs around me and I take her hard, impaling her on my long, thick cock already leaking with precome. She cries out but I swallow it with my mouth over hers. I thrust my tongue into her sweet little mouth the way I thrust my cock into her tight little pussy. My thighs are smacking against the backs of hers and my balls are flying up, flicking her in the ass from the force of my thrusts.

She whimpers and moans as quietly as she can, but when my tongue can’t silence her, I clamp my hand over her mouth. Something about this is turning me on more, but also unnerves me.

I realize I’ve taken away her verbal communication. “Smack me in the face if you want me to stop.” My hips pick up speed and my thrusting becomes more violent. My girl wanted an angry fuck and I’m going to deliver. I will rut her for all it’s worth.

Josephine’s fingers dig into my shoulders, and her legs begin to quiver the closer she gets to her climax. My own balls begin to tighten and I feel her wetness drip down my sack, making wetwhackingnoises when they slap against her beautiful ass. It sends my hips into overdrive.

When her pussy clamps down like a fucking vise grip, I detonate like a bomb, shooting my come like shrapnel all the way up into her womb. That fucking IUD is going to have its work cut out for it tonight.

I don’t pull out of her. I keep her perched on my cock against the house, leaning my forehead against hers. I remove my hand from her mouth, kissing her swollen lips.

“My God, baby, you’re fucking incredible. I love how you take what you want, when you want,” I whisper.

“Mmm. I want more,” she says, licking at my bottom lip.

I groan from the stimulation. This woman fills all my wildest dreams.

Just then I hear two of my men walking toward the backyard. I look over my shoulder and see Reaper and Brass shooting the shit, making their way to the fence line to piss.

Slowly, I lift her off me and pull down her skirt. Come drips down her thigh and I wipe it away with my hand. I push my flaccid cock back into my pants and zip up.

Walking us out of the shadows, I hold her to me and kiss her. Yeah, I’m a guy who likes fucking pillow talk and cuddle time with my fiancée.

Barking interrupts our make-out session. We see Reaper and Brass running full tilt towards us. Hades must have scared them mid-piss because Reaper’s junk is still hanging out when they run back to the safety of the house.

“Call off Cujo! Call off Cujo!” Reaper hollers, Hades hot on their heels.

I’m fucking dying and Josephine—my better half—runs after Hades to get him to calm down. Brass laughs too once he sees Josephine has got Hades under control.

“Aw, fuck!” Reaper fumes, shaking his head in disgust. “I pissed all over myself!”

Brass and I double over on the ground. Hades crawls all over us, licking at our faces.

Josephine only looks skyward. “Reaper, would you mind tucking your goods away?”

I slap at the side of his leg, avoiding the piss, thankfully. “Put your shit away.”

“Afraid she may like what I got more?” he teases, tucking his dick back into his pants.

“Not a chance. I’ve got a good two inches on you, man,” I joke back.

“Nu-uh, no way. Fucking pull it out and we’ll do a side by side comparison,” Reaper challenges.

Calling his bluff, I start to undo my pants. “Do you want us to judge when we’re soft, hard, or both?”

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