The Biker's Plaything (Straight to Hell MC Book 1) by Sam Crescent (best selling autobiographies .TXT) 📕

making his cock even harder. Hepushed in with his fingers until he was knuckles deep. She gasped, wrapping herarms around his neck.

“I need you, Lord.”

“You want my cock,baby girl?”

He toyed with herG-spot, increasing her arousal. Her eyes became hooded and she dropped lower,trying to get more of his fingers.

“Please…”

“Get on your knees.I want to watch your mouth wrapped around my dick, Ally.”

She bit her lower lipbut did as told.

Once she was onher knees, he unbuckled his pants, then unzipped. His erection was thick andready. She didn’t hesitate, grabbing the base and bringing it to her mouth.

As soon as her lipscovered the swollen head, he groaned aloud. It felt so fuckingamazing. The image of his girl taking his cock was the most beautifulsight. She sucked him so damn good, her head bobbingover his length with vigor.

“Good girl.”

He wrapped his fistin her long, blonde hair, guiding her deeper. She was gorgeous. Lord savored theway she sucked and licked, careful not to use her teeth. But he was getting tooclose and didn’t want to come down her throat.

If he wanted tomake a family with her, he needed to make sure to come deep in her cunt every time they fucked. Besides, no way would he leavehis woman unsatisfied.

He tugged her headback and she squeaked from the bite of her hair being pulled. Her lips wereswollen and red, her eyes filled with need.

“I want yourpussy, baby,” he said. “Get on the bed and spread your legs for me. I’ll takeyou heaven.”

She slowly crawledonto the bed. His modest little virgin had turned into a vixen, teasing himevery chance she got. He loved her full, round ass and the way her tits swayedwhen she was on all fours. Within minutes, she was in the middle of the bed,her legs spread open in invitation. Her pink pussy glistened. He pushed downhis cock to no avail, but he ignored his needs and sank down on his stomach.

Lord slid hishands under her ass, getting comfortable. He loved eating Ally’s pussy. Hestarted by licking her in long, firm strokes, over and over, savoring her. Shebegan to writhe, begging for more.

He settled overher clit, sucking her until she was panting, her pussyspasming erratically. She clutched the sheets, arching up against his mouth.

“Lord, I want youinside me when I come.”

That was onerequest he couldn’t deny, especially when he was so close to blowing his load.He rose to his knees, taking off his shirt. She watched every move.

When he loweredbetween her legs, her little hands were all over him, squeezing his muscles andclawing at his back. She drove him crazy. He poised at her entrance, teasingher until she begged him to fuck her. Then he thrust indeep, filling her to the hilt.

She tossed herhead back and moaned like a whore—his whore. He pumpedhis hips, driving into her over and over. She was hot and tight around his dick,both their bodies slick from clean sweat.

Every time theywere together, it was a mix of passion, making love, and hard-core fucking. She was perfect in every way.

He couldn’t takeany more. “Come for me, Ally. Come all over my dick.” He picked up the tempo,taking her harder and faster until she couldn’t help but comply. She panted witheach thrust. The moment she let go and spasmed around his cock, he came insideher, filling her with his seed.

It took a while tocome down from the high. He stayed inside her, holding his weight off her bodybefore finally sliding off to the side. She crawled up his chest, getting comfortablein the crook of his arm.

“I like this,” hesaid. “You belong right beside me.”

“Lord?”

“What, baby.” Hewas still winded.

“Remember I neededto talk about something? Well, I’m not sure how you’ll take it.”

He narrowed hiseyes as he turned to look at her. “What did you do?”

“Nothing. It’smore what you did to me,” she said. “I’m pregnant, Lord.”

He hated that shelooked nervous as hell, as if it would piss him off shecarried his child.

He shifted to hisside, propped up on an elbow. “You’re sure?”

She nodded. “I useda test at Rancher’s place.”

“Why you justtelling me now?”

“I didn’t want toadd to the list of problems,” she said.

“Baby, this is no fucking problem. You’re making a baby. Our baby. There’snothing better than that.”

“Really?”

He kissed herlips, completely enamored by his woman. A child was a new beginning, a chancefor him to live vicariously through a brand new little human. His childhood wasa shitshow, but their son or daughter would only know peace and love.

“I’ve never beenhappier, Ally. Not a single day in my life. You’ve changed my world completely.”

She ran herfingers along his face, carefully touching his scars. “And to think you weregoing to kill me.”

He smirked. “And hereI am, putty in your hands.”

“I love you, Lord.”

“I love you, baby.”

The End

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Pierce Casey, or Forgeas most of his club called him, took a long, deep draw on his cigarette and waited for Peterson to arrive. His crew, Hell’sSlaves MC, were behind him, waiting for the son of a bitchto turn up. He didn’t like to be kept waiting.

Peterson owed hima lot of money, and he was tired of the excuses. The only reason he put up withthe bullshit was because he happened to find the oldman entertaining. The son of a bitch was mayor of thistown and happened to have a serious gambling problem. Forge was all abouthelping those in need. The mayor liked to use his club to deal with certainproblems, old skeletons in the closet, and being the nice guy he was, Forge wasmore than happy to oblige at a cost.

Now the debt wasoverdue, and Forge and his crew had done what was necessary to keep Peterson’sreputation squeaky clean.

He was bored of theentertainment, and it was time to step it up a notch or two, or even three. Hedidn’t have any problems