Page 63 of The Crowing of Hell

Kenny was soaked, and Rooster kept slipping his finger through her slick heat, teasing her nub but not letting her come.

He moved away and flipped her back over, and nearly died as she lay there with her legs open for him. Rooster ripped off her bottoms and dived between her legs. He loved this, but rarely performed it. Rooster’s tongue sought Kenny’s tight little nub, and he used his teeth to inflict the barest amount of pain on it. He freed a hand to pinch a nipple and assaulted Kenny with kicks and nips.

“I’m coming!” Kenny cried, and Rooster upped his attention. He gave her nipple a hard twist and bit her nub at the same time, and Kenny came in his mouth screaming.

Fuck, Kenny tasted better than he could have ever imagined. Rooster licked her clean, still teasing her clit. He knew how sensitive it would be after coming. But Kenny wasn’t going to come again just yet.

Rooster moved to the edge of the bed and stood up. He yanked his tee off and then slipped his jeans down his legs. Kenny lay there, watching him with languorous eyes. Her gaze hit his cock and stuck there. Rooster was amused when she licked her lips. As he stepped out of his jeans, Kenny was taking him in her mouth.

Her hands clenched his thighs as she took him deep in her throat.

“Shit, Kenny,” Rooster gasped and grabbed her head. Kenny willingly bobbed up and down, her fingers running up and down his legs and squeezing his ass. Rooster vaguely noted now she didn’t avoid his amputation, but ran her fingers gently around where his leg joined his prosthetic.

“Kenny, I’m going to come, and I wanna do that inside you,” Rooster growled, feeling his balls tighten. He went to pull away, but Kenny locked her hands and struggled to hold him in place. Rooster reached down and tweaked a nipple, and her mouth popped open with a mew.

“The first time I spill will be inside you, woman,” Rooster said firmly. He said on the bed and unfastened his prosthetic. He was well aware of Kenny watching every movement he made.

As soon as he laid it down, she tackled him onto his back and climbed on top. She pulled her bikini off and rubbed her clit against his straining cock.

Rooster reached up to cup her breasts, but Kenny was already there. Her head was thrown back as she kneaded them and ground frantically against him. Rooster lowered his hands, grabbed her waist, and lifted her. He quickly adjusted himself, and Kenny pushed herself down on him.

“Fuck,” Rooster moaned as he slid inside her slick heat. She was tight, and he was worried about hurting her, but Kenny slammed down on him and took his breath away.

Her hands found his chest. Kenny supported herself as she began riding him.

Rooster gripped her waist as he met her increasingly frantic movements.

“Harder!” Kenny cried, and Rooster thrust deeper inside her. With a trembling cry, Kenny fell apart in his arms as he orgasmed at the same time as her.

“Fuck!” Rooster roared as he spurted in thickstreams. Kenny tipped forward against his chest, but Rooster held her in place until he stopped coming.

Their bodies slick with sweat, they lay there connected for several minutes until Kenny groaned.

“It’s a good job I’m on the pill. We didn’t use protection. I was too desperate to get you inside me,” she muttered.

“Who gives a fuck? A baby in nine months or two years. You’re mine, woman, no matter what.”

And that was that, as far as Rooster was concerned.

Chapter Thirteen.

Rooster

He’d never felt so relaxed in his life. Everything boiled down to this room and being beside his dream woman. The woman he’d never allow himself to imagine. But Kenny was here, in his arms, and curled into his chest with her leg hitched over his amputation and not giving a fuck.

She’d not once looked at him in disgust. Rooster was pretty certain that her looks held love. They’d not mentioned it, but Rooster certainly felt it towards her.

Hellfire had church tomorrow evening, and he’d bring up Kenny being accepted as his old lady and get her cut ordered. Rooster wanted his name on her with a burning desire. They’d made love several times this afternoon, but he knew the kids would return shortly, so they had to get moving.

Rooster gently shook Kenny, and she pouted in hersleep and complained. Rooster couldn’t help the smile that crossed his lips.

“Babe, the boys will be back soon. You don’t want them to find you like this,” Rooster said, running a hand over her ass. He was pleased to note his bite mark on her cheek. She’d certainly left a few on him.

Kenny liked dirty, relaxed, a bit of pain, and domineering. Kenny just out and out loved sex. Rooster had been happy to indulge all her commands and desires, and she was the same with him. Rooster discovered Kenny enjoyed blowjobs and was a master at giving them. She also took pleasure in dishing out spankings, as well as receiving them.

“Babe, the boys,” Rooster repeated.

Kenny’s eyes flew open, and before Rooster realised her intentions, she was out the bed and in the bathroom. The shower switched on, and Rooster blinked in surprise. Wow, Kenny could move fast when she wanted. Knowing he’d only have to take his leg off to join her, Rooster reached for the crutches each room in the house had. He headed into the bathroom and found Kenny peering wide-eyed at him.