Senn (A Cocky Cage Fighter Novel Book 5) Read Online Free PDF

to grind herself harder on my cock. “Screwdriver me, just…like…that.” Her grip tightens on my biceps, nails digging in my skin. “Oh God, yes, Senn!”
    Harsh insults usually come out of Abby’s mouth, but sometimes she says shit like that, and it’s almost worth putting up with her the rest of the time. Fine, at the moment I’d not only put up with her mouth, but I would agree to any-fucking-thing she wanted just to get inside her bareback again. Not that I would ever admit that to her, nor the fact that she’s one of the few women I’ve been with more than one night. Usually I’m one and done, but maybe this is what all the fuss is about being with just one woman. I thought the first night we fucked was a fluke, but now I swear that every time Abby and I fuck, the sex gets better, the orgasms more intense. Like now.
    Despite what Abby said, the faster I pound my cock into her, the tighter she gets until she’s coming all over my cock.
    “I’m…ah… ah !” she cries out, like I hadn’t figured that shit out yet.
    Her pussy has me on lockdown, there’s no getting in or out. All I can do is let her squeeze me dry while I watch the outline of the flopsy twins bounce around in the darkness. They’re big and beautiful. Her pussy is hot and perfect. My cock must love sliding in and out of her tight heat because it’s longer and harder than ever before. In fact, I think this right here might just be my favorite fucking place in the whole wide world. But like all good things; unfortunately, this too must come to an end. Despite my attempt to make it last as long as possible, with one last deep thrust, I have to give up my hold on this way too fleeting visit to paradise. I already miss being buried in her, and I haven’t even pulled out yet. That’s how amazing her pussy is. So amazing I could build an alter to it and do nothing but worship at it all day and night.
    “God, I love your pussy. Oh fuck!” I shout as I unload inside of her like a motherfucker.
    Wait.
    What did I just say?
    When Abby giggles underneath me I know I didn’t imagine saying the L-word.
    “You love-” she starts.
    “Pussy. I love pussy,” I fudge while trying to catch my breath.
    “No, you said, and I quote, God, I love your pussy .” When she starts giggling again, my head hangs because I know I’ll never hear the end of this. The truth is, I’ve been in a lot of pussy, but hers is magical, transcending all other pussies. It’s probably just because I’m not used to going bareback.
    “I need a shower,” I say to change the subject. Climbing gently off her, I get out of bed and feel around on the dark floor for my clothes. Finding my boxers, I slip them on before I wander my ass across the hall in the house still full of guests. “After that,” I tell Abby. “I want you on your knees, sucking me off like you did in the back of the cab, you little slut.”
    “Good luck with that, twat lover,” she calls out followed by another giggle.
    “You wanna join me?” I ask with my hand on the doorknob. “I’ll lick your pussy afterwards.”
    Abby mumbles something under her breath, but she gets out of bed and pulls on her dress. “What are you waiting for?” she asks when she’s standing in front of me. “Cum is dripping down my thighs.”
    “If it ain’t messy, then you’re not doing it right,” I tell her proudly before the mention of her thighs reminds me of what I felt every single time I pounded into her. Smooth silk and lace. Lifting the bottom of Abby’s dress up to her waist, I reach down and pop the garter that she’s still wearing around her upper thigh. Shimming the fabric lower, I kneel in front of her to help her step out of it. The silk is warm from her body heat and damp from either my cum or hers, maybe a mixture of both, the only physical proof of those fleeting moments of ecstasy we just shared. Sort of like the baby we unknowingly made several weeks ago.
    That’s the moment it really hits