Free Owned by the Outlaw by Jenika Snow

tongue and ran it from her pussy hole to her clit. He did that
a few more times until she knew she’d come again from that act alone. “Look at
me.”
    Molly had to force her eyes open, and when she did
it was to see the glossy sheen that covered Stinger’s mouth. That was her
wetness, her arousal that was on his lips. Despite her orgasm just seconds
before, she grew hot again as her lust intensified from that very sight. But
clearly Stinger wasn’t ready to fuck her, because he reached out, took hold of
her waist once more, and flipped her onto her belly. Did he want to take her
this way? She had done everything imaginable in the term of having sex, loved
all of it, but she had assumed he might want to just slide right into her as
her legs had been open and she was more than willing. But it seemed what he
wanted to do was not fuck her doggy style or have anal sex with her like she
assumed. Instead, he pulled he legs apart until he could fit his wide shoulders
between them again, took an ass cheek in each of his hands, and spread her
bottom wide. The chilled air moved along her anus, and although she was hot
from coming and just having the heat of Singer surrounding her, she shivered.
Her wetness had slipped down the crease of her ass until it was nearly as lubed
up as her pussy was, but that was clearly what Stinger liked. He grunted and
growled out curses as he clenched and unclenched his hands on her bottom. And
then he was licking at her pussy again, sucking at it like he was drunk on the
flavor of her. God, he was making her feel so good. Although Molly had
experienced a lot, though just with Malice, she had never experienced it like this . Stinger wrapped his arm around her
middle, hauled her up so she was bracing her body on her knees, and then kept
one hand on her ass cheek to keep her open for him. Over and over he tormented
her.
    “Christ, you taste so good, baby.” He moved his hand
down her belly and pressed his thumb to her clit, but he never stopped licked
her pussy. And then he surprised the hell out of her by moving back, spearing a
finger into her body, and coating the digit with her arousal. He pressed his
finger to her anus, teased the puckered hole for a few seconds, and then
pressed it inward. The feeling of having his finger in her ass, of his mouth
back on her pussy, and his thumb rubbing slow circles around her clit had a
crescendo growing inside of her. It was a torrent of sensation, one that she
couldn’t handle any longer.
    “Oh, God, Stinger.” Burying her face in the mattress she cried out her orgasm, but it was when he
pulled his mouth away and slapped the left cheek of her bottom, and then the
right, that she screamed out as her pleasure intensified. He spanked her
repeatedly until her ass burned and then grew numb, and only when she pleaded
for him to stop did he remove his finger from her body and flip her on her back
once more. Her tits shook from side to side from the sudden movement, and her
legs fell open to the side. She was at his mercy, but didn’t want him to go
easy. Two orgasms later and she was still greedy for
his cock.
    “You’re going to be screaming a lot more than the
word God when I’m done with you.” He framed her pussy with his hands and moved
his thumbs back and forth along the edge of her labia. That small touch,
although highly erotic and tantalizing, screamed a lot more than just sex. It
was a touch that really did mean that her pussy was his, that he owned the shit
out of it, and that there was nothing that could be changed because of it.
      Molly knew
that during sex emotions were high, and everything
that happened right now in this room with Stinger was nothing more than two
people coming together in a physical way. She didn’t expect a relationship,
hell, didn’t even want one with another MC member … right?
    She still had her eyes open, still watched Stinger,
but his focus was between her legs. And then he was taking hold of his shaft
and leading