Inferno & The Good Girl:  (Brothers of Devils Comfort MC) by Brair Lake

thrust and I am closer to the edge than I have been
before.

    “ Ready
baby ” Inferno, croons into my ear.

    Shaking
my head into the pillows, to muffle my cries, I do not think I will ever be ready, I am not sure if
I can take much more. With one hard final thrust, Inferno climaxes
inside me. My body is shaking as I collapse on to the bed, my own
climax having drained me. Inferno falls on top of me, and I am too
tired to care or to move. I love having his body surrounding me and
in me.

    Chapter 6

    Even
though I am a wake, I do not open my eyes as I lie in the bed. My
body is still humming after the night Inferno has given me. The heat
of the of the morning sun as it warms the flesh on my face,
reluctantly I open my eyes, stretching the kinks from my body.
Inferno’s body extended across the bed as he sleeps. The warmth
tickle of his breath. A soft flutter compared to the prickling
sensation, the stubble of his chin as it scratches against my flesh.
His arm slung across my waist, adding to my contentment.

    Unwilling
as I am to disturb Inferno, I appraise the surrounding room. The
bedroom furniture is basic, the door on the wardrobe battered from
the constant slamming it has received over the years. The matching
drawers come dresser showing its age. A ceiling with hairline
cracks, in need of a lick of paint. On the drawers, Inferno has
placed his keys, loose change, wallet and phone. The bathroom
leading off to the right.

    From
the weight of Inferno’s arm on my waist I become aware that my
bladder is full and I am in need of the loo. This side of the bed is
pushed up against the wall, and I need to climb over Inferno to make
it to the bathroom.

    Carefully,
I wiggle from under his arm and almost make it off the bed. Before
the hard slap of flesh makes contact with my ass. An unexpected buzz
reaches the core of my pussy, sending the pulse in my clit into a
steady throb.

    “ No
time to play babe, I need to use the bathroom. ”

    Entering
the bathroom, another basic room, with its plain white porcelain
sink, and dull toilet. A diminutive white tiled shower, in need or
replacing. How Inferno fits in the cubicle is beyond my imagination.
Thankfully there is no mildew or lime scale build up in in the
bathroom.

    After
using and flushing the loo, I switch the shower on, surprised there
is a power shower. As the steam fills the cubicle, the glass door
opens and Inferno joins me. His large body, pushing my smaller one
against the shower wall.

    “ Morning”
he whispers before kissing me on the mouth, taking the cloth and the
masculine shower product out of my hands. His cloth covered hand
reaches down to my pussy, easing the ache, with his soft
ministrations. Before long, my body is covered in soapy suds.

    Inferno
spreads my legs a little more, cupping my ass in his large hands. As
he positions himself, he slips his cock into me. With a slow thrust
he begins a steady fuck in my pussy. My back leans against the cold
cubicle tiles.

    I
swear I ’ ll die from being over fucked
the way he is always at me. As he slips in and out of my pussy, he
takes my mouth in a soul-stealing kiss. His tongue mimicking the
trusting of his cock, soft and gentle. As if he has all the time in
the world, building up my anticipation. I need to cum, but is
elusive. Inferno is holding back, building the tempo, then his
fingers finds my clit and he flicks it, once, twice, three times, my
release is all consuming. My head, light from lack of oxygen as my
cheeks burn form my climax.

    As
I step away from Inferno, my back hitting the wall of the cubicle. I
draw in a deep breath, reaching for the soap as I begin to wash
Inferno. The soap, gliding over his shoulders as I use a circular
motion, my lips following the pattern of the soapy trail, as it
slides down his body. I hear Inferno as he starts to groan, his body
flinching as I move down to his pecs. To spread my hands and finger
over the soft flesh, leaning forward as I take one of his