OUTLAW KING by Jaxson Kidman Page A

under my shirt. I felt her fingers touching my hard muscle, her nails scratching at my skin. I grabbed the bottom of my t-shirt and ripped it up and off my body.
    “Yes,” she purred as her lips pressed against my stomach.
    She started to kiss down, right to where my jeans began.
    This time when she grabbed at my cock over my jeans I didn’t stop her. She tore open my belt and worked fast to find my cock. Trust me, it wasn’t all that hard to find.
    Her hands grabbed at the sides of my jeans and boxers, tugging. With each inch she took them down was another inch she was able to kiss my body. Her eyes stared up at me the entire time.
    The tip of her tongue flirted with the thick root of my cock.
    I gently grabbed her face and pulled her away from me.
    I stroked her cheek with my thumb. “Sweetie, are you ready for this?”
    “Yes. I need this. Right now.”
    I moved her hands from my jeans and I took control.
    I shoved my jeans down, letting my thick cock pop free.
    Linds jumped back a little, almost getting slapped by my heavy dick.
    “Here you go, sweetie,” I said. I grabbed myself. “I’ve been waiting for this for a long fucking time.”

17
    ( L indsey)
    * NOW*
    M Y LIPS EASED over the huge tip of his King’s cock. I was shaking everywhere possible. A mix of nerves and excitement. He was forever the biggest I had ever been with and forever would be. His large hand gripped the root of his cock, the veins in his hands throbbing almost as much as the veins in his cock.
    I put my hands to his legs, feeling the insane muscle, a man built to protect.
    I felt myself gushing between my legs, wetness seeping against my bed sheets.
    As I felt the ridged crest of his cock enter my mouth, I let out a groan. From there it was just steel like shaft. I pulled back, letting my teeth gently touch the head of cock and then I went down even more.
    King ran a hand through my hair. “Fuck, sweetie, that’s the spot right there. I’ve missed you sucking my cock. Remember when you used to do it all the time?”
    I groaned and nodded with my mouth full.
    I started to pick up speed, moving up and down, wanting more, testing my mouth and its limits.
    I didn’t care what was right and what was wrong. I had no idea how King got out of prison. I had no idea what his intentions were other than slowly starting to thrust his dick in and out of my mouth.
    But that’s how we were. How we always were. It was fast, wild, hot, full of crazy sex, full of deep love, and then things would easily fall apart.
    “I need to feel inside you,” King said. “I want my cum to coat your womb. I want you to leak me even when I’m gone.”
    King pulled back, taking his dick from my mouth. I tried to lunge forward, chasing after him, my mouth not ready to be done yet.
    He touched my shoulders and kept me back.
    With one hand, King pushed his jeans down some more and was finally able to step out of the them.
    “On your back,” he ordered.
    I climbed up the bed and opened my legs. I felt the heat pouring from between my legs. I grabbed at the bed sheets in advance, knowing what was coming at me.
    King was fucking huge, everywhere.
    His wide and round shoulders showed his strong chest. His arms were defined with cut after cut of muscle, his strong hands grabbing at my waist, putting me right in position where he wanted to fuck me.
    I looked down and watched the cock that had just been in my mouth as it touched between my legs. The pressure was instant. The pleasure came a quick second later.
    King eased his body down, entering me. He wasted no time in sinking right into me, taking himself to the hilt.
    My toes curled so tight they hurt. I pulled at the sheets, starting to tear them off the bed. I arched my chest, my body demanding I find a sense of relief from the intense feelings racing through me. All I could do was let out a scream. A pleasure filled scream that was just going to be one of many.
    King ran his right hand up my body and cupped my