Twisted Steel: An MC Anthology: Second Edition Elizabeth Knox (cheapest way to read ebooks .txt) 📖

One where she tells me that I was cheating on her, disrespecting her memory by moving on. Then one or two have been where she comes to me and tells me that Eden will be my second chance and that she approves. To say my head is spinning is a fucking understatement.

I have been praying that my phone dings with a job, but also happy that I get to stay here.

I am so fucked.

“You okay over there?” Eden’s voice brings me out of my thoughts. I frown and look over at her.

“What?” I ask.

She smiles at me and it hits me square in the chest, making my frown deepen.

“You look miles away,” she tells me, and I shrug.

“Nope, I’m right here,” I answer gruffly before going back to pulling chairs down.

Once they are done, I go to the backroom and drag out crates of clean glasses and help Eden set up. The comic nerdy guy who I found out is called Kevin, is not coming in until later, something to do with a family emergency.

Eden knew what he was talking about and never gave him any grief over it, just let him come in later, so here I am being her lackey for the night, not that I mind so much, because to be fair, I actually like getting the bar ready to open.

“I think that is it,” Eden states, strolling over to me and stopping when our chests touch. “What shall we do for the next hour until opening time?”

She asks then bites her lip and runs her finger across her chest, giving me the bedroom eyes.

Stepping closer to her, I pull her to me by the belt loops on her shorts, her body is flush against mine, the heat from her can be felt through my own clothing.

“I could think of a few things. Maybe I eat your pussy, lick that sexy little clit of yours. Slip my tongue into that sweet honey pot, get my fill for the night, or even slide my thick cock in there until he bottoms out, making you scream my name. I bet you would like that. My tongue, fingers, and cock making you come for all to hear. Maybe I could get that tight little asshole slick with my tongue, slide in a finger first, to get you ready, then once you are nice and loose, I will push my cock in, stretching you so damned good, baby. Is that what you want?”

She nods. I notice her eyes are dilated, almost black with lust, her breathing is coming in short, fast pants and I love that I do this to her. It strokes a man’s ego knowing that he can make a woman pant with just some words.

“Strip for me.” I sit on the chair next to a table and watch as she takes her top off, pulling it up over her head dropping it on a nearby table.

Next, she unbuttons her shorts, adding them to the table, she is standing in front of me in a sage green bra and boy-short set and her canvas shoes I notice she wears when prepping the bar.

She toes them off when I cock an eyebrow at her, I want her completely naked for me, showing off her body that would make men weep if they got to see what I am seeing.

The way her tits fill the bra, her trim waist that leads to wide hips, perfect for holding on to. Her ass that is perfect for bouncing on my cock, and her thickish thighs that I love as they lock my head into place when I’m eating her pussy.

“Bra. Let me see those tits, babe.” She listens and slowly un-clips the front clasp, slowly peeling it apart, making the anticipation of seeing her globes bounce when they are free. Seeing how hard her dusky pink nipples are.

“Panties.” I nod to her pussy.

She gives me a coy smile and hooks her thumbs into the thin material, then turns her back on me, pulling the material down, and bending at the waist, slowly moving the panties over her ass cheeks.

My cock screams to be in there, to get my hands on her, to taste her.

“Quit fucking teasing me, get that ass over here,” I growl, making her body jerk at the sound. She looks over her shoulder at me, biting her lips before turning to step closer.

As soon as she is within reach, I move her into the position I want and need her in; bent over the table, her ass and pussy on full display for me. I can smell how much she wants me, the musky scent that drives me fucking wild when it comes to her.

Shifting forward in the chair, so my ass is on the edge, I grip her hips startling her, before diving in, burying my face in her ass cheeks, making her moan. Sliding my tongue from her ass to her pussy, I push inside, and she pushes back against my face, making me moan this time.

Her arousal explodes on my tongue and my dick is screaming like the hounds of hell in my jeans, he wants out. Standing up, I open my jeans and free my cock, lining him up at her pussy, but dragging the head over her sensitive skin before slipping inside with ease.

“Oh yes, Jonny. Fuck me, baby.” At her words, I pull almost all the way out before slamming back in.

The table scrapes across the floor with the force of my thrusts, her moans mix with my grunts, as we climb closer to orgasm. We know that there could be people outside the main door right now waiting for us to open up, when in fact I am fucking my woman.

My woman? What the fuck? Where the hell did that come from?

My heart pounds from the fucking but also from the thoughts that shifted through my head. Holy