Prowler: Forsaken Ones MC

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wouldn’t be long before I released myself.
     
    I rocked my hips against her, and she pulled herself forward, pulling away from me.
     
    I reached for her, trying to grab her and pull her back. She turned around and slid onto the desk, opening her legs wide to let me back inside her tight little hole. She held herself up with one arm planted firmly behind her on the desk. The other hand reached for my shoulder and pulled me to her.
     
    She looked at me with something more than desire in her eyes and a smile on her face as she pulled me back into her.
     
    I looked down at her sex, spread open before me on the edge of my desk. She was so tender and beautiful. It made me want to wrap my arms around her and take her gently and with care. But no, I wasn’t about to do that. I was going to test her limits before it was all said and done, and part of that was seeing how much she could take with me pummeling her on the side of my desk.
     
    I pushed her down as I entered her again. She pushed my laptop to the side as she lay back. I grabbed her dress and continued to push it up, past her little perky tits and pointing, hard nipples. I let the dress rest at her shoulders and gripped her tits as I thrust myself into her.
     
    She moaned and looked at me with satisfaction in those deep green eyes of hers. She bit her lip and writhed underneath me as I impaled her on my shaft. She reached up and ran her hands along my arms.
     
    “Damn, you feel good,” she moaned. “You feel so good, Hawk. Give it all to me.”
     
    The sound of her voice, heavy with desire, pushed me closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.
     
    I squeezed her tender breasts under my hands and pushed myself deep into her. I held myself in and looked down at her flowing red hair over her fair skin. I could feel myself getting closer, about to erupt inside her. I pulled back, sliding myself out, and I could have sworn I caught a glimpse of disappointment in her eyes.
     
    I took myself in my hand and stroked myself until I emptied myself on the delicate skin below her belly button. My orgasm forced itself up through my shaft suddenly, sending a shooting sensation of pleasure through me as my muscles worked themselves under my grip.
     
    “That’s it, baby,” she said, welcoming my seed on her skin. She slid her hands up and down her sides, running her little fingers over her nipples so I could watch as she arched her back and writhed on my desk.
     
    “You like to wear it?” I asked with a little growl in my voice.
     
    “I love to wear it,” she answered, and for some reason that word stuck out. It was pretty quick to be throwing words like love around, even if we were just talking about sex. I dismissed it as part of her game, but it didn’t sound like she was playing.
     
    “Well, maybe I’ll let you wear more of it later,” I teased as I reached over and pulled tissue out of the box on the corner of my desk.
     
    I handed to her and watched as she wiped me off of her. Watching the care she took with her petite fingers threatened to turn me on again for another round. What was with this woman? I couldn’t be within a couple of feet of her without wanting to sleep with her again. Her perfect body and independent attitude just made her irresistible.
     
    I grabbed a tissue and wiped off the last little bit dripping from my head. I tossed it in the trash next to my desk.
     
    “So, is that how it’s going to be?” she asked as she sat up and pulled her dress back down to cover herself. She closed her legs and pulled off her panties. She balled them up in her hand.
     
    “Is that how you want it to be?” I teased.
     
    “Be careful, lover boy, or you might not be able to get me to leave,” she teased as she slid off the side of the desk. “And besides, I need a change of clothes and some clean underwear.”
     
    “I can handle that,” I told her. “I can have the staff bring you new clothes, and I can give them your old clothes to

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