Revenge (Page 30)

“Please, Tiny,” she said, begging.

Adding a second finger to her pu**y, he pressed his thumb to her clit. The walls of her pu**y gripped him tightly. Her cum swamped his fingers, soaking them.

Easing two fingers out of her cunt, he slid them to her ass. She gasped but didn’t pull away from him as he pressed one finger to her anus.

Within seconds she took his finger into her ass. Sliding the digit in and out he waited for her to scream in pleasure before adding a second.

“Please, Tiny, I need you.”

Leaning forward, he slid his tongue from her cl*t down to her entrance. Thrusting his tongue into her creamy cunt, he mimicked the action he was doing to her ass with his fingers. Her cum exploded on his tongue, making him want more. Swallowing down every drop, he flicked her cl*t then thrust inside her. Each action drew her closer and closer to orgasm.

Her body shook underneath his touch. Playing with her ass, he licked her pu**y, feeling his c**k answer in response. He wanted inside her.

“Come for me, Eva. I want you to explode.”

She gripped the edge of the counter as he attacked her clit. Within seconds she was screaming in release. He swallowed down her cum, loving the taste. When he was finished, he wiped her juices from his chin.

Pulling his fingers out of his ass, he wiped them on a towel, grabbed his c**k and stroked the length through her slit.

“Tiny, please, f**k me,” she said, begging him for more.

“I’ve just made you come and you need more?”

“Yes, always need more of you.” She reached between them to stroke his cock.

“Put me inside you,” he said.

Staring down at where they were joined he watched as she slowly put his c**k inside her sweet pu**y. Eva was warm, wet, and tight.

Gripping hold of her hips, he slammed inside her, going in deep.

“Yeah, f**k, baby. You feel so f**king good.”

Eva cried out. He pulled out of her pu**y then slammed in deep, relishing her cries of pleasure. Her tits bounced in the bra, but it wasn’t enough for him.

Grabbing a knife, he cut into the bra removing the remains of the bra out of his way.

“Love watching your tits f**king bounce.” In between each thrust, he spoke each word.

She cried out, arching up against him.

“Please, Tiny.”

“Touch your pu**y. I want to see you come apart,” he said.

Her fingers glided between them. He watched her fingers work her swollen clit.

“That’s it, baby. Come all over my cock.”

Over and over, he thrust inside her, going as deep as he could. She tightened around his c**k and was screaming her release.

He loved how responsive she was.

No matter how many times he f**ked her, he never grew bored of being inside her.

The tightness of her pu**y along with the wet warmth was all it took to take him over the edge. He didn’t pull out of her.

Ramming inside her one final time, he felt his cum spurt into her body. Tiny didn’t care if she ended up pregnant from this. All he cared about was feeling her take all of him.

“Yes, Tiny, please don’t stop.”

Riding his orgasm to completion, he dropped his head to her chest when it was over. Gasping for breath, he sucked the hard nipple into his mouth.

“I want another baby,” she said, taking him by surprise.

Glancing up, he shook his head. “I’m too old.”

“No, you’re not. I want another child, Tiny.”

“We can’t have another one.”

“Yes, we can. I’m not on the pill, and you know that. You’ve come inside me twice now.”

“I’m old, Eva.”

“No, you’re not. Do not do this to me, Tiny. We can have more kids. If you’re wanting to hand the club over in a few years then we’ve got more than enough time to have more kids. You’re not old.”

He pressed his head against hers. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her, yet it felt like all he did was hurt her.

“No,” he said.

“Don’t do this, Tiny.”

“Gonzalez is not dead yet. We’ll talk more when he is.”

She pushed him off her. “When he is, we better be having another discussion, as otherwise there’s going to be trouble.”

Eva picked up her clothing and left him alone. On the way out he saw his cum sliding down her leg. He’d f**ked up again. Why couldn’t he ever get anything right when it came to her?

Dropping his head into his hand, he wiped at his eyes wishing he could give her whatever she wanted.

It was then he noticed the monitor in Miles and Tabitha’s room. He stared at his two sleeping children.

They were angels to him. He wouldn’t dream of wishing them out of his life.

Sitting down at the counter, he wondered what the hell he was supposed to do to keep his family safe. If Eva wanted more kids he knew it was only a matter of time before he caved and gave them to her. What kind of a husband was he to deny her?

Chapter Six

Butch stared down at his woman as she slept. He hated sneaking out on her more than anything. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he saw Gonzalez’s name light up on his phone. Going into the bathroom, he was as quiet as he could be. Closing the door, he accepted the call.

“What?” he asked.

He’d come to dread this call more than anything. After doing what he did to Patricia’s grave, he wanted to pull out or at least come clean to Tiny. Instead, he felt worse than the worst. Alex told him not to worry, but it didn’t stop the hatred from building inside him. Butch had never wanted to be part of Gonzalez’s circle. He lost everything to the bastard’s father. The last thing he wanted was to lose everything to the son now.

Not only was he doing what Alex wanted him to do with Gonzalez, he was also feeding information to the Savage Brothers. He didn’t know which one upset him the most. The Skulls was his home, his family. Seeing Gash again after all this time had really shoved to home how much the club meant to him. The Savage Brothers were not part of him anymore. They were all in the past, and he was still in the present. What he didn’t know was how to get them to leave town without drawing attention to themselves? They’d come to town because of Gonzalez. He doubted they’d leave quietly until they got what they wanted. He was up shit creek and didn’t even know how to get himself out of it.

Should he really be helping a club he was never a part of?

What about your dad’s memory? He’s in your blood, and you’re disrespecting him in not helping.