Free Soul Of A Woman (The Dark Souls) by Jamie Begley Page A

taut stomach. Her eyebrows lifted when she saw that he was still hard. Rhys had always been lucky to have stamina, often able to go on after Deena had complained of exhaustion. Now, his balls still felt full and unrelieved.
    As if reading his thoughts , Broni moved to her knees, giving him a back view of her waiting, creamy cunt. Rhys brought himself up and pushed his slick dick inside her waiting pussy and pounded himself inside her, giving reign to an aspect of himself that he had tramped down deep inside.
    He ignored the tightness of her cunt , pounding himself inside her to the hilt. Rhys treated her as if he did own her body and soul, a woman he could use without holding back during sex. And she gave him the opportunity to use her as he wanted, giving rise to the dark desires he had hidden even from himself.
    Covering her with his body , he drove inside of her again and again while she braced her hands on the wall in front of her to keep from moving away. His strokes were fast and hard, and the more they fucked, she felt tighter and tighter as the muscles swelled from the friction of his steady, unending rhythm.
    Rhys reached forward , playing with her clit, and then slid his finger to her opening, feeling himself sliding in and out. The pleasure of having his dick in such slick warmth was almost unbearable, her moans of need only exciting him more. Feeling his balls tightening, he pulled out and did something he had never allowed himself to do before. Reaching into his nightstand he pulled out a tube of lube, smearing a generous amount onto his cock.
    With his slick dick in his hand , he prodded her anal opening. Taking her moan as one of encouragement, he ran his thumb through her creamy wetness then pushed it inside the opening of her ass. When Broni pushed herself backward, impaling herself further, Rhys pulled his thumb out and replaced it with the head of his slickened cock. He worked it in, gritting his teeth as he gripped her hips, holding her steady while he managed to finally work the crest of his cock into the tiny opening.
    Once inside , Rhys lost what mind he had left and shoved his length inside her in one lunge of his hips. Her scream heightened his arousal, his hand returning to her clit, pulling and rubbing it, making sure she was just as aroused as he was.
    “Rhys… harder.” Her words inflamed a fire already burning out of control.
    The bed was rocking from the force of their sex. Anyone in the rooms next to his would be left no doubt as to what was happening on the other side of the wall.
    The other wom en in the club had never inspired this type of passion from him, and the other bikers would never know the pleasure of the woman underneath him. He would make fucking sure they knew she wasn’t going to be shared around the club like the others. No, this pussy was all his; one he planned to use anytime he wanted, any way he wanted. That primitive reaction to Broni stunned Rhys.
    He fucked her hard, greedily taking what he needed from her. Broni took as well as giving, thrusting her ass back at him, encouraging him to use her exactly as he wanted. Thoughts of the acts he wanted to do to her flew through his mind, no longer held back as he ground himself inside of her. Rhys’s balls were so tight they hurt every time they slapped against Broni’s pussy.
    Rhys didn’t want the pleasure to end , but he couldn’t last against the tightness much longer. The desire in her eyes as she looked over her shoulder at him was proving too much for him.
    “I have to come ,” she moaned. Whimpers of her need echoed around the room. Rhys knew she needed something to draw her over the edge. His fingers were stroking her pussy and still it wasn’t enough for the demanding woman. He felt her trembling on the precipice, unable to go over.
    Leaving one hand on her steaming cunt, Rhys brought his other hand to her swaying breast, latching on to her nipple and pinching the turgid nub while simultaneously rubbing her