Chapter 5: Dreams We Wish Were True.

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(Violence and mature themes warning)

Doug POV

I walked out of my apartment and got on my bike.
Some stupid idiot from the bar fight Had been following me since we left the jail.

There was a fucking reason I was called the Cowboy.
I was the second-fastest and best-aimed shooter.
"Slinger" was the first.

All of a sudden the mother fucker shot bullets at me as I drove.
I was on my normal route to the clubhouse.
I looked behind me and saw a white van.
I drew my gun and shot it right through the fuckers head.

I walked into the clubhouse.
Heading straight for the bar.
I ordered a glass of whiskey.

The bartender gave it to me and I walked around and found a comfy spot near Mark.
Mark was fucking Angela.
"This is entertainment at its best," I said.
Mark just looked over at me and smirked "hey prez why don't you get you one."

"There are plenty of them around but Angela is my favorite." He said.
I looked around and he was right there were all kinds of club whores tonight.
One came over.

"Maybe a dance?" She asked.
"Sure but is this a strip club, We do more here than just dance on the countertops," I said
She blushed.

" You know what never mind," I said.
"Ok, If you change your mind let me know.

I went to the bar.
Ordered more rounds.

Hunter POV

I can't believe I'm about to fuck my boss's daughter.
We barely knew each other.
We've only seen each other.

At her mom's and when I robbed her house.
I had made sure to tie Kim's wrists and blindfold her. I had laid her on her stomach.
So her ass was in the air.

I went into the kitchen and grabbed a bowl filled with oil and added some sugar to it.
And grabbed a paintbrush.
I turned up The AC in the bedroom.

I started painting the bottom of her feet.
Up to her calf.
Her ass.

Her back.
Her neck.
I stopped painting her with the oil.

I kissed and licked her neck.
Down her back.
Her ass. I stopped and ate her perfect size ass out.

She moaned she was freezing.
So this probably felt ten times better.
I untied her wrists and unblindfolded her.

She turned around to look at me.
"No peeking "Kitten"," I said.
"Yes, Hunter," Kim said.

I went to my dresser.
Got a whip out.

"Snap" I whipped her back. She jumped and gasped in shock.
"Snap" I whipped her back. She jumped and let out a tiny moan.
"Snap" I whipped her ass. She jumped and moaned.

I flipped her over so she was looking up at me.
I painted her with the oil again.
The tops of her feet.

Her calf.
Her thighs.
I spread her legs wide.
I painted her opening.

I painted her stomach.
Her breasts.
Her neck.

I stopped painting her.
And kissed her.
Then her neck.

Working my way down her chest.
I made my way to her breast licking and biting at her hard nipples.
I made my way down her stomach.

To her thighs.
I licked them and licked her opening.
Faster and faster.
She moaned louder and louder.

I then slowed.
"Snap" I whipped her chest. She moaned.
"Snap" I whipped her chest again hitting her breast this time she moaned.
"Snap" I whipped her thigh, She moaned.
"Snap" I whipped her feet.

I flipped her over.
Her ass in the air again.

"Snap" I whipped her ass she moaned.
"Clap" my hand hit her ass.
"Clap" again.
She moaned.

I poured the rest of the oil in her ass.
And massaged her ass.
Still red where I had whipped and spanked her.

She moaned as I ate her out again.
I pushed my cock in her ass.
In and out.

She moaned.
I did it harder and faster.
She moaned louder.
Harder she moaned louder.

She moaned so loud.
It was almost like screams.

I jolted awake, And ran into my bedroom.
To see Kim sitting straight up in her bed looking to traumatized to fucking move.
I realized that was a dream but this wasn't there were fucking bullet holes in my window.
"I'll make some fucking coffee," I said.

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