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"Me too," he replies and I watch him carefully. He's so young compared to the other bikers that I have to wonder what it is he is running from. But I guess, we're all running from something, aren't we? Different battles, same war.
"I'm sorry to hear that."
"You know," he starts, giving me a warm smile. "You're trouble with a capital T. Hanging out in shady bars, challenging bikers. Are you always so reckless?"
I'm taken back by his questions, confused at his motive. "Sometimes."
Chuck nods, taking a generous gulp of his drink. "I hope this isn't too forward but do you want to fuck?"
I choke on my drink, looking at him in surprise. "I'm pretty sure Butch has an unwritten rule about any of you guys touching me. He's pretty protective."
"Ah, yes," he chuckles. "The lies we keep. Well, I won't tell if you don't. I could just use a distraction."
Me too…
From behind my glass, I look over Chuck carefully. He's pretty good looking. I've always had a thing for dark haired guys with light eyes.
Asher's face pops into my mind and I push it aside, the bitter feelings crashing like waves inside me. I need to remember who I am. I need to take back control.
"Okay…" I mutter softly, reaching for the other drinks to carry back to the table. "It will be our little secret."
Chapter thirteen
Warmlipspressagainstmy neck, trailing kisses and giving gentle bites as hands press into my sides. My dress is long gone, leaving me in my matching royal purple bra and thong.
Chuck holds himself above me, grinding his jeans clad hips against my lace covered pussy. I guide my hands down his toned chest and abdomen, until I reach the waistband of his jeans. My fingers unbutton them, pulling the zipper down to allow me to slip my hand inside. He's gone commando, a thought that excites me. He's trouble, I know he is. But I don't mind.
We're at his place, having decided it was more discreet than going back to mine and risking running into Asher. We left the bar separately, trying not to make it obvious that we were actually leaving together. I told the others I wasn't feeling well, and apparently he told them he had to attend to some urgent things.
Thankfully, that urgent thing is me.
I grip his hard cock, stroking him slowly under his jeans. Chuck groans, giving me a harder bite to the neck before sucking on the tender skin. His coarse hand reaches up, grabbing my breast roughly through the lace, his fingers teasing and pulling my nipple. He switches back and forth, sharing the love, before I pull back.
Chuck looks at me inquisitively. I reach for his jeans, pulling them down his legs and discarding them somewhere on the floor. Pushing him back with my hand, I lay him down on the bed as I slide down his body until my face is level with his dripping length.
Locking eyes with him, I slowly engulf him in my warm mouth, teasing the tip with my tongue. His hand curls into my hair, tightening into a fist as he guides me further down. Inch by inch, I lower, taking him inside as I suck hard.
"Fuck, keep going," he groans, eyes closed as his breathing starts getting sporadic. I raise my head, letting the tip fall out of my mouth, much to his dissatisfaction. He grumbles, but I silence him as I quickly take him back in my mouth, this time moving faster up and down his cock.
My hands cup his balls, squeezing them gently as I lick and suck him. The muscles in his stomach tense, contracting as he gives in to the pleasure.
His palms slide down my shoulders and arms, moving to unclasp my bra. I pull back, letting the lace fall off my body.
"Come here," he motions, and I crawl up his body, kissing him. He thrusts his tongue in, making me groan.
Chuck's hands reach between my thighs, rubbing my clit through my thong. He captures my moans in his mouth as he pulls the thin piece of fabric aside, so his fingers can stroke my wet slit. Starting at my clit, he rubs circular motions around it, before moving down to find my entrance. One finger, then two… he torturously fucks me with his fingers, spreading my arousal.
When I'm finally at breaking point, I reach down, finding his cock against his abs. I lift it up, shuffling myself over it. Lowering myself slowly, I take him in my wet pussy. He's bigger than average, filling me until I reach the hilt.
"Fuck, you're a good girl. Look at how well you take all of me," he whispers huskily, staring at the point where our bodies meet.
I nod in agreement, my eyes closed tight as I start to fuck him. My hips lift up then down, stopping every so often to grind against him. He reaches down, his fingers finding my clit. His thumb rubs the sensitive area, causing me to tighten around him. We moan together, his hands shifting to my waist.
Suddenly, he flips me, my body bouncing on the soft mattress as he leans over the top of me. He grabs my legs, roughly pulling me down to the edge of the bed. I feel his tip teasing me, and I groan in frustration. Chuck thrusts forward, turning my pleas into screams as my body takes all of him again.
He clings to my legs, his fingertips digging into my thighs as he fucks me hard. I'm powerless underneath him, forced to take the pleasure he's dishing out. My hands clench into fists, gripping the bedsheets as his cock impales me over and over.
I reach down, my fingers fumbling against my clit as I rub myself furiously.
