Free Murphy (The Skulls) by Sam Crescent Page B

wasn’t a member, yet she’d learned to always be second best.
    This was her first ever sexual experience , and he was ruining it.
    “Please, stop and make this worth it,” she said. If her heart was going to be smashed to smithereens in the morning then she was going to spend the night enjoying it.
    “You don’t think this is worth it?”
    “I’m getting bored.”
    She lifted her head and rested her hands underneath her head, smiling up at him. Testing him was always a pleasure.
    “ You can be a bitch when you want to be,” he said. He eased out of her, grabbing some pillows for her to rest behind. “Let’s see how you handle watching us together.”
    Staring down at her exposed flesh, Tate watched him slide his cock through her slit. His cock was slick, and the wet sounds filled the air between them. Her cheeks heated at the noise.
    Was she a sick fuck for wanting a man who cheated on her with many women?
    Push thoughts away. Focus on the now.
    When she wasn’t drawn into old memories the sex was amazi ng, but when they invaded her thoughts, it became hard to focus.
    I’m still we t though.
    “Watch my cock,” he said.
    Keeping her gaze between her thighs she saw something so erotic she almost came from the sight alone. Her body opened up, and the thick length of his shaft slowly disappeared. While she watched him sink into her body, she felt him penetrate her cunt. It was the strangest thing to witness but the most pleasurable experience to feel.
    “That’s right, baby. Who does this pussy belong to?” he asked.
    Biting on her lip, Tate refused to say the words. Her body was her own. She couldn’t give it to him.
    He rolled them over. She was on top of his body , and he slapped her ass. “Tell me who you belong to.”
    “Myself,” she said, clenching her inner muscles around his shaft. She’d learned to do that on the dildo , and there was no way she was giving him the satisfaction of teaching her. No other man had touched her body, but she refused to give him the satisfaction of showing her stuff.
    His hands gripped her hips , and he thrust deeper hitting her cervix, making her gasp. Closing her eyes, Tate tried to even out her breathing. The pleasure was too much verging on the point of pain. She didn’t know if she should make him stop or get him to ride her harder. All the feelings were conflicting inside her. Not one point helped her to focus
    “You feel me deep, baby?”
    Opening her eyes she stared into his dark gaze. His eyes were locked on hers.
    “I get it . You won’t say the words, but I know the truth.” Murphy thrust his hips in a single jolt action. She caught hold of his abdomen to try to steady herself. “I love the way your tits bounce. So fucking beautiful.”
    Murphy moved his grip from her hips going up to cup her breasts. She watched his dark, tanned hands touching her pale flesh. Not a flash of sunshine had seen her skin.
    “Your cunt is so wet for me. I can feel you drowning my cock.”
    He was getting way too vocal making it hard for her to keep him away.
    Just sex. Just sex.
    She could rant to herself all the time, Tate knew the truth. This between them was more than just sex.
    Tate squealed as he pinched her nipples, hard.
    “That’s right, Tate, squeeze my cock. I’ll make it hurt for you in such a good way.” He did the same to the other nipple and then pinched them together. Tate could only hold on to him. Her nipples were so sensitive that she lost all focus of keeping him out and away from her.
    “Fuck, I need to taste you again.”
    With strength she didn’t even know he possessed, Murphy lifted her off his cock and brought her directly over his mouth. She gasped, reaching for the headboard as she straddled his head , and he set to work inflaming the fire inside her. His tongue probed her heat, pushing in deep before sliding up to circle her clit. Murphy bit down on her clit, and she tried to pull away. He kept a hold of her hips, and no matter how many