Biker’s Baby Girl Read online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Biker, Erotic, MC, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 87908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
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“That would be negative.”

I didn’t look at her to see how she was taking what I had to say to her, because at the end of the day, it really didn’t matter. The shit I was telling her was for her own good. Most of it would most likely save her from future ass whippings.

Like, the fact that she was never allowed to go anywhere without my knowing ever. All friends had to be vetted by me, and the one that she’d lathed onto, no fucking swinging dicks allowed in her vicinity.

“Fine, not like I’ve really had that many before, but…what if the teacher pairs me up with someone and it’s a he?” I’ma have to rethink this school shit.

“Then I guess you’ll be failing that fucking class. The only men allowed anywhere near you are the ones under my command and even them you keep your fucking distance from…wait, they’re males in your class?”

I don’t know why the fuck that shit made her hoot and holler and throw herself off the stool I was dead serious.

After she calmed down and went back to flipping the pancakes I went back to squeezing oranges. She was looking hot as fuck in the shirt I’d taken off a few nights before and I could still smell my scent now mixed with hers on it.

“Hit the switch babe.” I moved in behind her and lifted the back of the shirt exposing her fine ass. She caught on fast enough and turned off the fire while I walked her over to the center island and leaned her over.

I ran my piercings along her slit up and down to her ass hole, before slipping into her pussy. There was still that little catch in her breath at my first entry and it was going to be a while before she was able to take me completely without slight discomfort, but she was handling me very well for being new at this.

“Push your ass back and spread your legs I’m going in deep.” As soon as she heeded my words I gave my dick free reign to fuck into her pussy. I grabbed two fistfuls of her ass and started pounding the shit out of her pussy for the second time that morning.

The first session had been not long ago in bed as soon as I rolled over. I’d slid my morning hard into her from behind while cuddling her close and rode us both to a nice sweet climax.

Now this was the way I needed to fuck her to get my day started. Nice hard and deep! The kind of fuck that made her look back at me like ‘what the fuck’ with her mouth hanging open and her pussy grabbing my shit like it would never let go.

What a sight she made. Shirt lifted to above her ass cheeks, legs spread wide as the morning sunlight filtered through the window and her pussy stuffed full of cock. My little cock queen!

I plowed her belly for the half an hour before giving her my jizz. As soon as I’d emptied the last drizzle into her snatch and pulled out she assumed the position; on her knees with my cock in her mouth to clean up.

She took to that shit like a natural every time, never missing a beat since the first time I’d told her that that’s what I liked. I held the back of her head as I fed her my cock, easing into her throat and then back out until she gagged on my shit and a river of spit ran down her chin.

Helping her to her fee I snogged her while holding her ass in my hands. “Morning sweetheart.” I kissed her nose and set her away from me so we could go back to what we were doing.

My phone rang but I ignored that shit the same way I’d been doing for the last day and a half. I knew if it was an emergency Max or Jason would’ve been at my door already. Besides, the shop was right next-door. As long as the shit was still standing we were fine.

“Do you have to go now?” She frowned at me. So fucking cute.

“Nope.” I kissed her on my way to the breakfast nook with the dishes to set the table, as she stood by the stove. She was a kick ass cook, but when she told me how her aunt had made her do all the cooking since she was about thirteen I wasn’t too thrilled about her skills anymore.

We’d got into it a little bit after that because I didn’t want her cooking after she’d imparted that bit of news, but she’d convinced me that she liked doing it, and it was one of the things she was looking forward to doing for me. After hearing that how could I resist?


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