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“Fuck, you're beautiful,” he whispers. “Maybe we should take a little time before sending you home. Or what if we keep you for ourselves? How do you feel about that, Harper? Just you and four big, mean bikers who will force you to do all sorts of depraved things.”
I don't trust myself to answer, because it sounds too much like a dirty fantasy. At this rate, I don’t think they’d have to force me at all.
His fingers find their way between my legs, and I spread my thighs to let him in. I've never been touched standing up like this, but it feels hot. I'm here for him to use, and he does it so well.
“Fuck, you're soaked, you dirty little girl,” he groans low in his throat.
I shiver, pressing myself against his touch, wanting more. I bite my lip so I don't moan out loud. I promised to be quiet, but I'm not sure how much longer I can keep it up. As his skilled fingers find my clit, I have to grab his shoulders for support and breathe harshly through my nose as I try not to cry out. It's not easy when he's busy coaxing an orgasm out of me. My knees wobble as I dig my fingernails into his arms right through his T-shirt. He is soooo good at this.
Just as I think I can't take anymore and I’m about to give up and moan, he puts his hands around my waist and switches us around. He pushes me into the chair and drops to his knees in front of me, pressing my legs up and out so he can hook them over his shoulders with my soaking pussy right in front of his face.
“Shhhhhh,” he hushes, then buries his tongue between my folds.
And he wants me to keep quiet?
I have to jam my fist into my mouth and bite down, otherwise I'm going to scream. His tongue parts me, then plays around my clit before it dives deep, only to come back out and do it all over. For a while I swear he's spelling out letters with it, driving me wild, then he settles into a swirling pattern around and over my throbbing flesh as he eases a thick finger into me.
My body tightens around the intrusion, resisting even as it pulls him deeper. I’m panting so fast and loud, that if he didn’t have my thighs clamped to his ears he’d know I was breaking my promise. I can't help it! I should get a prize for not screaming.
Nerves wound tight as a spring, my orgasm hits with enough force to make the chair rock as my back arches and I push against Shadow’s tight hold. Tears sting the corners of my eyes and I moan quietly at the sensation of his finger twisting while I pulse around him. He can punish me all he wants if he's going to make me feel like this each time.
When I collapse back into the chair with a soft sigh and open my eyes, I find him looking up at me with lust in his gaze and my juices glistening in his short beard.
Oh my God.
He strips like he does everything else, with precision and utter control. His jacket is draped over the back of a chair, and then I watch as he pulls up his shirt, revealing a chest that should be immortalized in marble.
Seeing him undress is like watching a piece of erotic art being unveiled. Each new bit of bare skin takes my breath away. And from the smug look on his face, he knows I’m enjoying the view.
In the end, Shadow slides one hand into his underwear, covering up the massive bulge, and uses the other to slowly pull them down. He straightens back up and shifts his grip to reveal a long, thick shaft topped with a fat, glistening crown.
Is this a biker thing? Are they all hung like horses? I know I’ve more than doubled my experience with male bodies in the past couple days so I’m probably not the best judge, but I’m pretty sure these guys have porn star dimensions.
But nothing about him is just for show. His body is real, and it tells a story of a man who’s been through a lot in his time on earth. Scars and tattoos crisscross his skin, and he’s lean and muscled not to show off, but just because it’s who he is, what his life has made him.
Shadow holds out his hand and pulls me to my feet. “Rule number three,” he growls and points to the bundle on the floor. “On your knees.”
The command gives me chills—the good kind.
Without hesitating, I kneel in front of him. Staring me in my face is his steel hard cock. There's already a glistening drop of precum on the tip, daring me to lick it right off him. I missed the opportunity to try it with the twins, but now?
