Anarchist Season Two: Book 1-2 Read Online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, Erotic, MC, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 41869 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 209(@200wpm)___ 167(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
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It was coming on to dusk and the day had been uneventful since the sheriff’s little surprise visit. I hadn’t heard anything about the assholes that were supposedly here to start shit with me on account of Junior, but I’d given the night watch their orders. I was hoping that things would stay low-key tonight so I could have some downtime. It seems like lately we’ve been putting out one fire after another.

We managed to make it to the house without interruption. She must’ve been home at some point because I smelt the scent of dinner coming from the kitchen. I wasn’t hungry though; well not for anything but her anyway.

There was a slight hint of alcohol on her breath, that might be the cause of her over exuberance, but we’ll see; she wasn’t stumbling so it couldn’t be too bad.

“What have you been up to little girl?” I barley got the words out before she was attacking my mouth with hers. I found myself up against the wall next to the door with her plastered all over me.

My mind was trying to play catch-up when she found my dick. Who can think with all that shit going on? “Hey slow down baby.” She fought with my zip like she was in some kind of race, and winning depended on her getting on my cock, so I let her have at it.

I wasn’t sure what was going on with her, but I wasn’t about to complain. Everyone needs a little rough once in a while. When she lifted her leg and tried to climb me while breathing like she’d ran a marathon though, I knew something was off.

“What is it baby, what’s going on?” She was almost in tears as she tried to impale herself on my dick and I wasn’t helping because I didn’t know what the fuck. “Make my pussy hurt good.”

“What, what the fuck?”

I knew some shit was going on with her.

I looked down at her, her eyes were a little glazed and her skin seemed flushed and her breathing was off kilter. If I didn’t know better I would think she was high, but no one here was that fucking stupid. “Hold that thought babygirl.” I tapped her hip to get her down. She pouted but did as I said.

“Go wait for me in the bedroom sweets.” She flounced off, stripping as she went. All I could do was shake my head, never a dull moment. I knew just where to go for answers, if they didn’t stop fucking with me, I was going to have to get their men to put them on some kind of punishment or some shit.

Because of all the shit that has been going on, our women have been under house arrest for the last little while. I guess they were getting tired of being cooped up here with nothing to do, but they were gonna have to deal, because the alternative was putting their lives in danger and that wasn’t about to happen.

“Melissa what did you do to my wife?” I knew she had to be behind this shit whatever it was. None of the other women would dare risk my wrath and they had to know getting my young wife fucked up would put them high on my shit list. Because she was family, I guess she figured she could get away with shit.

“Uh we got to talking and she said she’d never seen one.”

“Seen what?” What the hell was she talking about?

“A porno, the long and short is she got into our stash Kyle’s and mine. They weren’t home movies though so not to worry. Oh and we’ve been drinking.” Like I couldn’t tell that shit from her giggling ass.

“So she’s drunk and horny.” This ought to be good. I hung up and went in search of my wife.

She was spread out on the bed, her pink soft pussy winking at me from between her thighs. “I should turn your ass over my knee, but later.” She reached her arms out to me and I shed my clothes in a hurry before falling on top of her and covering her.

I dipped my dick in her first because she just looked so inviting, but I pulled out after just a few strokes. “Lawton.” She whined and tried pulling me back in. She had showered after I took her on my desk earlier.

I could smell that strawberries and cream shit she liked to use, and her pussy didn’t have the scent of my seed in it. Good, for what I had planned for her tonight, a nice fresh pussy was just what I needed. No matter that I was about to dirty that shit up.

“Hold yourself open for me.” Her little hands came down and pulled back her cunt lips, exposing all that pink goodness to my hungry eyes. I growled deep and long before letting my tongue come out to play with her clit as I laid between her thighs.


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