Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 43020 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 215(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43020 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 215(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
“I want to try something.” She motioned for him to settle down on the damp sand, the waves still covering his legs in rhythmic sequence. Sable ran her hand over his cock, instantly bringing it to life. His masculine body fascinated her.
After pumping his erection a few times, she covered his cock with her mouth. He groaned and leaned up on one elbow to watch. “Damn, Sable. You don’t have to do that.”
“I want to. I’ve always dreamed of doing this to you.” She continued, bobbing up and down over his dick, sucking and using her tongue. Although she’d never gone down on a man, she’d heard the club pussy talk about technique and what the men wanted. His grunts and groans turned her on. It gave her pleasure and a sense of power to give Dog so much pleasure.
The water caressed her legs, tickling her pussy with each wave. His dick became harder, thicker, then his hand fisted hard in her hair. She gasped, pulling off his cock.
“I’m not coming down your throat, Sable.” He flipped her over, spreading her legs with his thigh, then he was inside her, pumping hard and fast. “I want this pussy full of my cum.”
He was a machine, ramming into her, making her temperature rise from the inside out. Each time he came down, he hit her clit, moving his hips in precisely the right way to drive her wild with need.
“Come for me, baby. I can’t hold off.” He tugged her hair again for good measure. It worked. Her body detonated, catching her off guard. She cried out, a kaleidoscope of color and light dancing in her vision. Her pussy pulsed on and on and on, drawing out her pleasure.
When she finally opened her eyes again, Dog was staring down at her, his arms still hooked under her shoulders.
“You’re amazing,” he said.
Sable felt a rush of guilt. “I heard what Honey said about me.”
“Is that why you wanted to give me a blowjob? Because of what your sister said?”
She shook her head. “No, it has nothing to do with it. But it’s just not something a sister should say, right?”
“She’s a spiteful bitch. You know why? Because she knows damn well you’re better than her. Any woman can open their legs for the club, but you saved yourself for me.”
“And you didn’t fall for her charms. Seems everyone else does.”
Her sister was beautiful with blonde hair, blue eyes, and the perfect figure. She had confidence for miles. All the boys loved her. Sable was older but forever in her shadow.
“I haven’t had an easy life. Sure, I have my pick of the women now that Forge is married, but I want the dream. I want to give my kids the life I never had. They deserve two parents who love each other. I have no eyes for club pussy, Sable. You, of all people, know who I really am.”
He was right. Dog was hard, cold, and aloof. Never a flirt with the girls. They’d been friends forever.
She trusted him.
“I want my baby to know who their father is. I don’t want to live the life of my mother.”
“You never will, baby. You’re all mine. It’s just you and me.”
He kissed her lips, soft and tender. The moon replaced the sun in the sky, the air becoming cooler. Dog slipped out of her and hoisted her up to her feet. They washed up at the shore, then made their way to their clothing.
As they dressed, she watched the moonlight shimmer off the surface of the ocean. A new calm washed over her. Everything was coming together.
“Thank you for bringing me here, Dog. This has been one of the happiest days of my life.”
He cupped her face. “You know my loyalty is to the Hell’s Slaves. I’d never let Forge down. But my loyalty also belongs to you now.”
She couldn’t help but smile. He was the VP, the most sought-after male at the club. She knew how things worked. Becoming his old lady would be the ultimate honor. It was a dream come true.
“Will everything be okay? I hear what Forge keeps saying. It scares me.”
Forge kept mentioning how pissed off Hank was that she’d double-crossed him. And he believed Luther Grass would try to exact revenge on the Hell’s Slaves. The entire club was on lockdown, the gates shut tight with guards and patrols.
“Hank will never touch you again. You have no idea how hard it was for me letting that charade go on.”
“I hope it’s okay. The only reason I agreed to help was to save the club.”
“The club will never die.”
They got to his bike and Dog swung his leg over it. She climbed on behind him, holding him tight.
She wouldn’t tell him, but she worried about the future. There was something about Hank that made shivers crawl up her spine. He made her feel small. His hatred for the Hell’s Slaves was intense and she doubted he’d let all this die, even if Grass had been a hardcore criminal. The evidence Forge and Dog had was probably the only reason neither of those jerks had acted yet.