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

a few times and realize he is talking to me. Fuck, I must have zoned out. I’m too stressed about Preston and the shit that Spark said. My mind won’t shut the hell up. I need to relax.

“Yeah, sorry, kid. I have no idea what you said. My mind is elsewhere.” I grab Charmaline and stand up from the table. “Besides I have a guest to entertain. You bastards clean this shit up before you go to bed. The last thing I fucking need is a god damn bear in my clubhouse.”

I pull Charmaline into the clubhouse. I pin her up against the wall and make sure there is enough light in the area. “How much have you had to drink?” I ask.

She rolls her eyes and smirks at me. “Oh, Wyatt, always worrying. I have had two beers, the one I was just drinking was number two. I’m completely sober and in my right mind.”

“Good. I don’t want to hear no shit later. You wanted me alone. Let’s go be alone,” I growl as I snatch up her hand again and tug her to one of the community rooms, if she wanted me, I was going to give it to her.

2

The door opens and I make sure to hang the genie playing sign on the door. We all knew that to mean that this room was occupied. We rarely brought women back to our actual homes which were all on the property but separate from the actual clubhouse. Instead, if we were going to get laid by someone for just some quick fun, we would use one of the four community rooms. All of them were the same, king-size bed, lock, and garbage. That’s it, nothing fancy. We were here to fuck, there would be no candles and rose petals.

“Mmm, I’ve been waiting all night for this,” Charmaline says as she slowly strips out of her top.

“Yeah?” I pull my thermal sweater over my head and toss it to the side. “Let’s not keep you waiting any longer,” I growl over to her.

She smiles and kicks out of her shoes, before she unbuckles her pants and pulls them down leaving her lace panties in place.

I push my own pants down and sit back on the bed. My cock isn’t hard yet. “Come over here.”

“So bossy,” she says as she kneels on the bed and crawls over to me. I lie all the way back and she kisses around the head of my cock, letting a bit of her spit come out of her mouth to lube me up. She jerks softly for a few seconds and just like always, I’m standing at full attention.

“Open that mouth. Swallow all of me,” I groan out as she continues to jerk me off.

“My pleasure.” She tries to keep eye contact with me as she licks her lips and lowers down on my now hard dick. She takes in the head first, bobbing up and down on the sensitive part of my cock before I shove my hand into her short dark red hair. I grip the back of her head and press down slightly so she takes more of me into her mouth. I want to feel the very back of her throat.

It doesn’t take long before she is gagging and gasping for air. My cock still not all the way down her throat. I let go of my grip on her head and she pops up with a sharp inhale. A trail of spit links the tip of my cock to her lip. I lean up on my elbows so I can see her better.

“Oh fuck. Can you do more?” I ask, suddenly really interested to find out how fucking sloppy she can get on my cock.

“You know I can. You are just so damn thick.” She rolls her lips together for a second before she opens her jaw wide and engulfs the entire top half of my dick. She is really fucking good at this shit.

“Shit,” I grunt as my hand goes back into her hair and I push down further. She dry heaves and the vibrations of her gag urges me forward. “Ah shit!” I press down harder and when I hear her take in a breath through her nose, I know that she is breathing well enough for me to go deeper.

She smacks my thigh and digs her nails in as I pick my hips up off the bed and thrust one quick time upwards. My cock pushes through the anatomy of her neck to get further down her throat. She gags hard and I release her. The last thing I need is for her to throw up in my lap. I liked sloppy not fucking disgusting.

“Oh my god.” She let her head fall back as she sucked in breath after breath.

I pulled her leg to get her to roll over which she does quickly. I hook my hands into her panties and roll them down her legs. I toss them on the side of the room where I remember her putting her clothes before I reach back into the small pouch we have by the sides of the bed and pull out a condom. I tear open the gold wrapper and quickly sheath my rod. I don’t want kids. Especially not with someone I can’t stand more than sixty percent of the time.

“Can we try without?”

“No. Fuck that. Either we are going to be safe or you are going to be on your way?” I stared at her for a second. There was no way that I would be sliding into her without a condom. That shit would never happen.

She grabs the back of my head and gives me a soft smile. “Okay, babe, no worry. I just thought I would give you the option.”

“Don’t give me the option again. I don’t want that shit.” I finish rolling the condom on my cock and slide back and forth over her pussy. I didn’t need any lube