Pit: The A**hole Club Series by Saffire Blue (summer books txt) 📕

“Oh, god,” I groan, I don’t know what hits me more. The feel or her opening herself up to me, or the sight of her doing it.

I move the hand behind me to her breast and palm it, bending forward to take her nipple into my mouth. She creams, causing me to alternate between sucking harder and flicking my tongue against her bud. I reach to rub her pussy with my thumb. The way she writhes beneath me is so sexy.

“Take all of it, baby,” I demand when she tries to scoot away.

She’s tightening again. I want her to come in my mouth. I pull out and dive into suck her release free. I work my face into her, pulling those fat lips into my mouth and shake my head back and forth.

She arches off the table. I grasp her hips and pin her in place. Her sweet essence gushes against my face. Not done, I push my thumb into her wet opening as I drink from her, pumping to drag her orgasm out.

“Will,” she cries.

I give a dirty chuckle. I haven’t gotten started. I get to my knees again and rub my cock over her slick entrance. Her eyes are on me, pleading to have me back inside her.

In this moment, it’s like I’m the king of the world. She looks at me like I’m the only one. I angle my length to slide back inside. Once in, I reach to wrap my hand around her throat.

Her tits bounce as I rock into her. My balls are slapping against her fat ass. Breaking this pussy down is a full-body sport that I love. I drop my eyes to watch our connection. The sight of my hard cock moving in and out of her makes me bare my teeth.

Her fat pussy is beautiful. I love that she keeps it bare. Her skin is flawless everywhere. Like she bathes in gold and the finest of oils.

“Will,” she cries. “Your dick is so fucking good.” She drags out the last word.

“Yeah, baby. Can you take some more?”

“Yes, please.”

I grin and lift my eyes to stare into her brown depths. I need my lips on hers. I lean in and kiss her, pulling a whimper from her as she licks her honey from my lips.

“You taste so fucking good, don’t you? You see why I can’t get enough of you,” I say against her mouth.

I give her throat a squeeze. She ripples around me. I groan so hard. This wet pussy has me going insane.

“Yes,” she pants. “Don’t stop.”

“You like that? You like me pounding this tight pussy while I squeeze your throat.”

“Yes.”

I lean back on one hand again. She sits up and looks down her body. Reaching for her own breast, she lifts it and flicks her tongue out over her nipple that’s still wet with my saliva as she locks her brown eyes on me.

“Fuck.”

I grab her leg and seal it to my chest as I close the small gap between us. I’m now getting all up in her with deep strokes, no rest for this juicy pussy. I’m coated in her essence and it feels so right.

I throw my head back and roar when she starts to squeeze around me again, tighter and faster. Once again, my orgasm comes from the depths of my body and grabs the back of my skull. This pussy is like Scorpion from Mortal Kombat.

I promise I hear get over here as my release rips through me and I roar out for a second time. And just because I’ve been wanting to make her little angel ass dirty all night, I pull out and bust my load all over her stomach and chest.

“Come here. I want you to ride my face. I’ll be ready for round two by the time you come,” I say with a cocksure grin.

It will be before that. We both know this.

Chapter 28

Greasy Hands

Pit

“This baby is a beast,” I say after stepping out of the car and taking my helmet off.

I look over the black and red wheels. Man, this baby can move. I wasn’t expecting it to ride so well. From what Skittles said, it’s her first attempt with the design on this one. One of her cars built from scratch.

I had some free time, so I came down to Ven’s Whips and Toys. I found Skittles working on a new engine and she let me take the car she placed it in for a drive. I’d buy one of these in a heartbeat.

I walk over to her tapping away at her tablet. Why the sight of her working is so hot to me, I don’t know. I love that she’s smart and not afraid to get her hands dirty. I could watch her do this for hours.

“How was the handling? Did it pull or stick any?”

“Nah, it handles like a dream. You can feel the power, no sticking at all. The gears shift smoothly,” I reply.

“Awesome,” she says still tapping at the tablet. “Let me get this data in and we can go for lunch.”

I nod. “Take your time.”

Skittles starts to bark out orders to her guys. I smile, she runs this place like I run my bar. Everyone respects her and works hard to do their part.

I let her do her thing and go to sit in her office. Although I’ve been in here a few times, I’ve never given the place much attention. I move to the wall and start to look at the pictures she has mounted.

There are a few black and whites of her and her parents. There’s one particular of her and her mom that catches my attention. They look so much alike and yet, you can still see so much of her dad too.

I’m not sure how it’s possible, but it is. When Skittles wears her hair out, she could pass for her mother’s twin. This pic looks like it’s way before