Twisted Steel: An MC Anthology: Second Edition

by Elizabeth Knox

  Then, with an audible pop, she let me go and raked her nails up my legs.

  “That’s fun.”

  She stripped.

  First, I watched her slide down her pajama pants, marveling at the way her full hips swayed with the movement, and her silky black panties were next. Before she could lift her shirt, I was there. Pulling it up and over her head, savoring the gasp that left her lips as my dick pressed up against her stomach.

  The only thing left was her bra, and I almost shouted in victory when I saw the small snap between her tits.

  “You’re beautiful.”

  “That’s my line.” I laughed and reached forward, grabbing the metal clasp between my fingers.

  Like I was unwrapping a fuckin’ present, I watched her spill from the material that definitely looked better on my floor than it had on her body.

  Then she leaned back and hopped up onto my desk, spreading her legs for me.

  I couldn’t move. Not for a long minute. She was too much. Too fucking perfect. And the best part? Alice knew that I didn’t want anything more. She didn’t want something I couldn’t give her.

  Her legs wrapped around my waist, ending any other thoughts I had except for getting inside her.

  My mouth hung open, and I lost the words to ask if she was sure when Alice grabbed my dick right there, taking control of the entire situation.

  She might be smaller, sitting on my desk, but she was the one in control.

  “Deacon.” Her breathless voice hit me like a sledgehammer.

  Raising my eyes from where she was wrapped around me, I saw the flush in her cheeks.

  “Are you going to do this?”

  I didn’t answer. I couldn’t find the fuckin’ words. Instead, I slid into her heat, slowly working back and forth until she was clenched and gasping for more. Only then did I move. Like I warned her, I wasn’t easy. I wasn’t soft. I thrust deep and fast, my smile practically feral when she slid back with the force.

  Her neck pulsed with her heartbeat when I grabbed it, careful not to cut off her breathing. Instead, I held her where I needed her, squeezing the side slightly, and did what I promised.

  Only when she started to quiver around me did I let go and shift, dragging my hand down so that I pressed against the most sensitive part of her body.

  When she screamed in pleasure as she climaxed, I slammed into her with each pulse and shudder of her legs as she pleaded wordlessly for more.

  I saw stars when my own orgasm came on like a freight train, and I roared. Pulling out had never been harder, but when she dropped onto her knees and pulled my dick back into her mouth, I almost dropped to my knees.

  Only when she wiped her lips and stood up did I catch myself on the edge of the desk. Otherwise, I would have made a fool of myself by hitting the ground.

  I slipped back into my jeans slowly, still trying to catch my breath and figure out exactly what to say to her. ‘Thanks’ didn’t seem like it would cut it.

  Alice picked up my shirt from the desk, but I couldn’t blame her. Hers was a tattered mess in the back. She looked good in it, I had to admit.

  I leaned back, watching the way her hips swayed while she got dressed. She looked good, flushed with the orgasm I’d given her, and my gut churned at the thought that someone else would be making her scream like I’d just done.

  “Thanks, Deacon.”

  She walked out without looking back, and I had to stop myself from following her out and dragging her back to my house to take her a dozen more ways.

  I did, however, follow her out to the bar, glaring at every single one of my club members who stared at her while she waited at the bar for Cherry to help her make her call.

  When she walked out ten minutes later, I slammed the door to my office and saw her panties lying on the floor. Like a fuckin’ pussy, I picked them up and put them in my pocket.

  I was fucked.

  And not in the good way.

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  About the Author

  USA Today Bestselling author by day and superhero by night, April spends her time split between real and fantasy worlds. While she writes across genres, her heart lives with Contemporary Romance that will tear her readers apart. She lives on the rocky coast of Maine, in the perfect place to visit the ocean but still live surrounded by the woods. Her son inspires her to write, demanding stories that he’s not allowed to read. As long as she has coffee, April can conquer the world… but she hates talking about herself in third person.

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