I chuckled and put my hands behind my head again. “When you’re done sucking me off, I’m gonna spank that ass of yours.”
“Promises, promises,” she mumbled. She stroked the length of my cock and teased the tip with her tongue.
“Gonna have to do better than that.”
She looked up at me and rolled her eyes. “Please,” she muttered. “I could make you come just like this.”
I thrust my hips up, moving my dick in her hand. “I’m sure you could, but I’m thinking I need a rougher release than that right now.”
She tightened her grip on my cock. “Have a little patience, Quinn,” she whispered. She moved her hand from my dick and laid it on my thigh. Her mouth surrounded my dick, and she sunk down until she gagged.
“That’s what I’m fucking talking about,” I groaned.
She sucked hard and slowly raised her head. She bobbed up and down, her mouth the only thing holding me in place. Her right hand slid down my thigh and gripped my balls. She rolled them between her fingers and gently squeezed.
“Harder,” I growled. I planted my feet into the bed and raised my knees up for leverage. Her mouth stayed around my dick, and I thrust deep. She gagged again, and while that should have made me pause, it spurred me on to make her want to gag again. “Fucking take it.”
Her hand gripped the base of my dick, and she pulled her mouth off. “Fuck, you taste so good.” She licked her lips and looked up at me.
“You’re a nasty bitch, Kimber.” And I fucking loved it. She was only that way for me. I was the only one who could make her into a woman desperate for any touch or taste of me.
“I’m your nasty bitch,” she said huskily. Her eyes were molten with desire, and her hand gripped my dick tight.
I bucked my hips slightly, already missing the feel of her mouth wrapped around me. “Deep, baby. I want to fuck your mouth and pour my load down your throat.”
She visibly shivered at my words. “I want you, Quinn,” she purred.
“Show me just how much,” I growled.
She didn’t need any more direction. She attacked my dick, slurping it down and moaning around it. Her hand stayed on my dick while the other found her clit between her legs.
“Holy fuck, Kimber,” I groaned. Her tongue swirled, her teethed grazed lightly, and her head bobbed furiously up and down.
I moved my hands and threaded my fingers through her hair to grip her head. I held her still when she reached the base of my dick and gagged loudly. “Shh,” I hissed. I held her there ‘til she got control. “Suck hard, baby.”
Her lips suctioned around me, and my eyes rolled back into my head. I slowly eased her up, enjoying the feel of her mouth driving me crazy.
Fast, slow, hard, or easy, Kimber drove me fucking insane.
I was a lucky bastard who had found the woman every man wanted.
I loosened the grip on her head and let her control the speed again, though she knew at any second, I could take back control.
She bobbed up and down, moaning while she fingered herself.
“That feel good, baby?”
She moaned her answer and fastened her pace.
I closed my eyes, trying to ease my balls from tightening up and pouring down her throat. Kimber did have full control when she had my dick in her mouth and my balls in her hand.
“Change of plans.” I jackknifed up, my dick popping from her mouth, and I gathered her in my arms.
“Wait? What?” she gasped.
I flipped her onto the bed and covered her body with mine. “I’ll come down your throat later. Right now, I want to feel your sweet pussy wrapped around my dick.”
Her legs fell open, and I settled between them. “I guess I’m okay with that.”
I grabbed her hand that was snaking down her body toward her clit. “It’s my turn to play, baby.” I lifted both of her arms over her head and held them there. “Though, I’m not going to last much longer.”
Satisfaction glinted in her eyes.
I gripped both of her wrists in one hand and trailed my other hand down her arm and across her breast. My fingers rolled her nipple, and she bit her lip. “You know how to drive me crazy, Kimber. But I also know exactly how to push your buttons, too.”
“Play fair,” she whispered.
I tugged on her nipple, and she bucked her hips. “We both get what we want in the end, baby.”
“Stop playing, Quinn,” she whined.
My hand glided further down her body and cupped her sweet pussy. “You were playing with this before, baby. Why don’t I get to play with it?” I parted her lips and flicked her clit.
She gasped and slammed her eyes shut. “Fucking hell, Quinn.”
“Hmm,” I hummed. “Someone is more than ready for me.” My fingers teased her clit and thrust inside her.
She struggled to free her hands from my hold. “Let me help,” she gasped.
A chuckle rumbled in my chest, and I held her wrists tighter. “I think I have this handled.”
She huffed and opened her eyes. “Please,” she pleaded.
“What was it you told me? Patience?” I rolled her clit between my fingers, and she bucked her hips again.
She squirmed beneath me. Her body quivered and her moans drove me crazy when she wasn’t even touching my dick. I was pretty positive if she kept it up, I would spill my cum all over her belly without a touch from her.
“Quinn, fuck me, please.”
My dick pulsed at her words, and I knew it couldn’t take this anymore, just like she couldn’t.
I thrust my cock into her and held my breath. This was what I fucking needed.
Kimber.
I released her hands, and she dropped them to her sides to grip the sheets. “Faster,” she pleaded.
She was going to get it however I wanted to give it to her. Though what she was craving was exactly what I wanted too.
I pounded into her, my hands braced on each side of her head. My lips pressed against hers, and she greedily kissed me back.
Her pussy gripped my dick like a vise and milked my cum out of me. My eyes clenched shut, and my arms shook trying to hold myself up. “Fucking shit, Kimber,” I growled.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me down on top of her. “Don’t stop,” she moaned. “I’m coming.”
Her words drove me on, knowing I wouldn’t stop as long as she needed me to move. Sweat beaded on my forehead, and I bit my bottom lip.
Her moans surrounded me, and I knew she had finally tipped over the edge. I moved slower, her body relaxing underneath me.
“How do you always get me to say those things,” she whispered.
I collapsed on top of her and gathered her in my arms. “Because I fuck you that good, baby.”
She laughed and slapped me on the chest. “Lord have mercy, Quinn. The things you make me say and feel.”
“What?” I laughed. “You’re not my dirty bitch anymore?” When Kimber touched me, all of her inhibitions sailed out the window right alongside mine.
She burrowed her face in my chest. “I am, but can we just not say it out loud right now?”
I managed to grab the blanket and pulled it over us. “That’s only possible because you just fucked the hell out of me and I need a nap to recover.”
“So when you wake up, you’re gonna call me that?”
I pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Well, I think it’s a well-known fact every member in an MC needs a dirty ol’ lady, so you being a dirty bitch is fitting.”
“Stop talking,” she whined, “or I’m not going to that stupid party with you.”
“You’re going,”
She grunted but didn’t argue.
“Sleep, Kimber. We don’t need to leave for a couple of hours.”
She sighed. “I meant it when I said I was wearing sweatpants.”
I chuckled and ran my fingers through her hair. “Wear whatever you want, baby. Just know your ass is going to that party.”
*
Chapter Five
Kimber
The party wasn’t so bad.
Quinn told me it was pretty tame compared to other parties. Everyone partying the night before had worked in my favor.
The clubhouse was much bigger than I thought it would be.
It was more like a compound with all of the different rooms and a huge area where the party was held. Though it seemed members trickled off into their rooms now and then to have a little more fun, though there were a few who didn’t go anywhere to get it on.
“You good, baby?”
Quinn had pulled me into his lap after he had taken care of something one of the members had come over to tell him to do, and I had to say, it was the best seat in the place. “Um, I think I’m good.”
“See, it’s not as bad as you thought it would be. As long as you’re with me, you’ll be fine.”
I took a sip of the warm beer in my hand and looked around.
There were four large couches along each wall and tons of odd chairs all over. The couches were filled with members who were either talking amongst themselves, or they were getting better acquainted with the women who had come to the party. “Do you know any of these girls?” I asked Quinn.
“Uh, I’ve seen some of them before, but some are new.”
I looked at him. “I have so many questions right now.”
He brushed my hair from my face and laughed. “I know, baby. I can see the wheels turning in your head.”
“This is like a whole different world.” There was a couple moaning in the corner, and I forced myself to keep my eyes on Quinn and not be a peeping tom.
“I know you wanna look, baby,” he whispered.
I lightly shook my head. “No, I don’t.” I did. I totally did.
His hand slid up my neck, and he threaded his fingers in my hair. “You can watch, Kimber. If they didn’t want anyone to see then they wouldn’t be out here.”
“I really doubt that is why they’re out here. They are probably too drunk to find a room so they figure why not just do it out here.”
“So that means if I get you drunk enough, you’ll fuck me right here?” he asked quietly.
I lifted my beer to my lips and took a sip. “Not enough beer in the world to make that happen,” I said smugly.
His fingers tugged my head close. “You are gonna fuck me as soon as we can get to our place then, baby.”
“And that would be when?” I whispered.
“Prospect!”
He rested his head against mine and sighed. “As soon as I find out what Major wants from me.” He pressed a quick kiss to my lips and slipped out from under me.
I tucked my feet up under my butt and watched Quinn move over to the guy who was apparently Major. He had been bossing Quinn around all night, and I had already decided I didn’t like the guy.
“What can I get for you, Major?” Quinn asked.
Major wasn’t anyone Quinn should be answering to, in my opinion. The guy was on a huge power trip, and I knew whatever he was about to tell Quinn to do was going to be ridiculous.
“Who’s the girl?” Major demanded loudly.
“What girl?” Quinn asked.
A slick smile spread across Major’s face. “The one who was sitting on your lap two seconds ago.”
Quinn looked over at me. He had introduced me to a couple of the members, but Major wasn’t one of them who I had the pleasure of meeting. That might have been a bad oversight on Quinn’s part.
“That’s my girl.”
“Your girl?” Major questioned. “Anyone say you were allowed to bring your girl tonight?”
“It’s a party, Major. I didn’t think it would be a problem. I can do whatever you need me to do with her here.”
“She gonna hold your hand while you clean up the puke and piss in the bathroom?” Major laughed.
I watched Quinn flex his fists at his side. He wasn’t happy. I could tell he wanted to punch Major in the face and tell him where to shove it.
“If that’s what you need me to do,” Quinn replied calmly.
I tucked my legs tighter under me and wished I could disappear.
“You know what? I can take care of your girl while you clean the piss off the floor.” Major moved to take a step around Quinn, but Quinn shifted to stand in his way.
“She’s good on her own.”
Major bumped his shoulder into Quinn and looked down at him. Major only had an inch or two on Quinn, but his dickhead personality made him think he was a foot taller. “Didn’t ask you if she was good, prospect,” Major spat. “Told you what I was doing. Now go clean the bathroom and don’t worry about me and your girl.”
“Leave her alone,” Quinn said quietly.
Everyone around the room stopped talking and listened to the exchange between Major and Quinn.
“You don’t get a say, prospect. Shut your mouth and clean the bathroom,” Major growled.
Quinn had tried to tell me that being a prospect was normal and a way to earn respect with the club. It appeared that Major didn’t have even a trace of respect for Quinn and thought of him more as scum than anything.
Major tried to move around Quinn again, but he didn’t get any further.
I didn’t know what to do. Quinn was trying to protect me, but I didn’t want him getting in trouble because of me. I felt like me being at the party was just causing problems. Quinn should have listened to me when I said I didn’t want to come.
“Stand down, prospect.”
Oh, hell. Now another guy was getting in on this.
An older guy moved to the side of Major, and I saw he had the word “President” on his cut.
This was not good at all.
“She’s mine,” Quinn said.
“Nothing belongs to a prospect,” Major spat.
The hair on the back of my neck rose as two guys with cuts stood on either end of the couch I was sitting on. My feet slid out from under me, and I planted them on the floor. I had to get out of there, and everything would be fine.
“She isn’t part of this, Major.”
Major smacked his gums and turned to leer at me. “Should have thought about that before you brought her here. Anyone and anything in this clubhouse is property of the Rolling Devils.”
“Don’t look at her,” Quinn growled.
“Prospect,” the president said. “Major tell you to go do something?”
“Yes, Hog, but I’m not going to leave Kimber here alone.”
The president’s name was Hog. How fitting for the potbellied asshole. “Quinn, I’ll just go home,” I called softly.
“Now, now, pretty. No need for you to go home. Quinn has to do some work, but that don’t mean you and I can’t have some fun.” Major suggestively thrust his hips, and bile crawled up my throat.
I didn’t want him anywhere near me.
That was when all hell broke loose.
Quinn shoved Major, rocking him backward.
Major swung at Quinn, connected with his shoulder, and knocked Quinn back.
Quinn gained his balance and squared his stance. “You’ll have to kill me if you want to touch her,” he warned.
Major rocked back and forth on his toes. “That seems doable to me.” Major lunged at Quinn, grabbed him around the waist, and pinned him to the wall. “I promise to take real good care of your woman after I put you in the ground, prospect,” he spat.
Quinn stomped down on Major’s foot and landed a fist in Major’s side.
The two guys who had been standing on either side of me moved closer. This was not a good sign.
After Quinn stomped on Major’s foot, he had a split-second to move. He managed to push Major back and get away from the wall.
“I’ve been wanting to kick your ass since you showed up here.” Major cracked his knuckles and rolled his neck. “Now seems like a good fucking time to teach you a lesson.”
Quinn kept his guard up and moved back and forth. He loved to watch MMA fighting, and I
knew that using his fists wasn’t something new to him. The reason he had been in prison before was because he had almost beat the life out of his mother’s boyfriend.
“Same goes for me, Major. You need an ass-kicking, and I’m just the person to do it.”
Major growled, not liking what Quinn had said. “I kick Core’s ass at least once a week, prospect. This is going to be like a fucking walk in the park.” Major moved quickly and swung at Quinn’s head.
Quinn ducked and sidestepped away from Major. “That’s the thing, Major. I’ve watched you fight Core. I know how you fight. I know your next move before you even do.”
Everything Quinn was saying was true, and it was pissing Major off even more.
Major took another swing at Quinn, and this time, he connected with Quinn’s jaw.
“Quinn,” I screamed. I shot up from the couch, ready to jump in between them, but I was stopped by the two guys grabbing my arms and holding me in place.
“Stay here and shut up,” the one to my right growled. I struggled against their hold, but they weren’t going to let me go.
Quinn was rocked back by the punch, and his eyes shot to me. “Just stay there, Kimber.”
I didn’t really have much choice. From where I was standing, this wasn’t going to end good for either of us. “Quinn,” I cried. “Just let us leave.” If they would just let Quinn and me leave, none of this would have to happen.
Major lunged at Quinn again, and this time, Quinn jumped backward. He slammed into Hog who pushed him toward Major and right into the fist that was flying toward him. Blood exploded from Quinn’s nose, and he fell to his knees.
Major planted his foot into Quinn’s stomach and kicked the hell out of him. Quinn struggled to get off his feet while Major bounced back and forth, acting like he was some great fighter. Major never would have landed that punch if Hog hadn’t pushed Quinn into him.
He wasn’t fighting fair, and I shouldn’t have been surprised.
Blood ran down Quinn’s face, and he swiped at it with the back of his hand. “You got a good punch, Major, but it’s too bad you can’t land one without the help of Hog.”
I wanted to scream at Quinn to shut his mouth. Each word he said egged on Major, and it didn’t seem like Quinn had anyone on his side here besides me.
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