Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 83467 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83467 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
“My Baby Doll,” I grunted. “My sweet ass. All red and swollen because she begged to be spanked like a bad girl.” My mouth fell open as the first shot of white cream hit the crack of her ass. Then, the next landed on one of the red stripes on her skin. A low groan tore from my chest as I unloaded, coating her turned-up bottom with my cum until I was empty.
I ran my fingers over the mess I’d made, wanting to rub it all over—between her legs, shove it inside her pussy, between her lips. “So fucking sexy, Baby Doll.”
She pushed up slowly and almost lost her balance. I wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her back against me.
“Are you sore?” I asked before biting her earlobe.
“Yes,” she replied with a smile in her voice. “You spanked me hard.”
“Mmm,” I replied as my dick twitched against her lower back. “If you talk about it, I’ll end up fucking you before I can get you in a warm bath and take care of that tender bottom.”
She laid her head back on my chest and smiled up at me. “The harder you spanked, the harder it made me come.”
I ran my hands up her stomach and squeezed her tits. “You want fucked, don’t you?”
“Please,” she purred.
“It’s not enough to have my cum all over your ass. You want it in your pussy too.”
She turned around in my arms and wrapped her arms around my neck. “If you fill my pussy, then I’ll let you shoot it down my throat next.”
I inhaled sharply as my cock sprang back to life. “That’s the best deal I’ve ever been given, Baby Doll.”
She giggled as I carried her into the living room for round two.
Everyone was already in Blaise’s office when I arrived.
“Taking your time these days,” Gage drawled.
“I had to go get Jag some gas drops before I left,” I explained.
Gage just smirked and shook his head before taking a drink from the whiskey glass in is hand.
“You haven’t slept at the house in over two months,” Levi pointed out. “I thought Trinity mentioned you were moving back in, bringing Jag with you, a few weeks back over breakfast. But that never happened.”
I walked over and sat on the sofa beside Sax. “Change of plans,” I replied.
Why were they all up in my fucking business? Didn’t they have their own lives to run?
“He started fucking his best friend,” Gage said, then chuckled into his glass.
“No shit!” Trev said, grinning at me. “How did I miss this?”
“Can I have your room at the house?” Mattia asked.
“NO!” Huck and Levi said in unison.
Mattia frowned. “What the hell did I do to the two of you?”
Huck took the cigar out of his mouth. “The parties. Can’t have that shit in the house anymore.”
“I can have parties at the shop,” Mattia said, sounding hopeful.
Huck shook his head again. “No.”
Mattia sighed. “Man, I am over Six and Bart fighting all the damn time. I need out of there.”
“Those two fuckers still fighting over Rose?” Gage asked.
Mattia nodded. “It’s wearing me out. Rose is a bitch.”
Blaise cleared his throat. “Unless y’all have more personal drama to discuss, I’d like to handle the current situation so I can get back to my wife.”
Everyone went silent and turned their attention to Blaise, except Trev.
He was perched on the corner of Blaise’s desk, grinning, looking down at his glass as he swirled the amber liquid around in it. “And Mattia thought he had problems now.”
The glint in Trev’s eye as he looked up and glanced from Mattia to me didn’t sit well. What the fuck was he talking about?
“Get in a fucking seat,” Blaise growled at him.
Trev seemed amused as he stood and walked over to sit in the only empty chair left in the room.
“I met with Liam today,” Blaise said, looking grim. “Two of his girls and a member of The Risers were found dead last night. They’d gotten their hands on a lethal mix. Still not positive where the drugs originated from, but Liam, Tex, and Levi have gone over the security footage in the club. We know who was in contact with them before they went back to the motel, where they were found this morning.” Blaise leaned back in his chair, then looked at me. “From what I’ve been told, you are Winter’s favorite.”
Fuck. I did not need this right now.
“She’s got a lot of favorites,” I replied.
Blaise shook his head. “No, apparently, just you, according to the girls closest to her and her phone records,” he told me. “Winter was caught on a security camera getting into Liano Morts’s vehicle three nights ago. Liano is the head of the Vagos. The fact that a Riser is one of the dead, we believe that this was a direct attack on them. The girls were just caught in the cross fire. That,” Blaise said, then shifted his gaze to Mattia, “or they were both girls the two of you have shared, and Winter was happy to get rid of them.”