Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 60852 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60852 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
After a minute or two, he pulls out and falls down beside me. Raithe climbs off the bed and disappears to clean himself up.
Muff and I lie there in silence.
That. Was. Epic.
12 – Muff
GOD DAMMIT.
That was, without a doubt, the most intense moment of my life.
Watching Janine spread out in front of me, another man’s dick in her mouth, feeling her pussy clench around my dick as she squirted all over me – it’s something I’ll never forget.
Lying beside her, I can hear her breathing grow quieter. Rolling, I lean over her to release her hands. Once she’s freed, I glance down at her before getting off, taking in those beautiful fucking eyes and loving how her cheeks are red and she looks flustered and thoroughly fucked.
“I like this side of you,” I murmur.
“I think I like it, too,” she admits.
Swiping a strand of hair from her face, I run my thumb over her bottom lip. I’ve fucking missed her, more than I care to admit. It has been a rough few weeks, and things haven’t been easy to process. Not having Janine around has been fucking hell, but at the same time, it has allowed me to process things with Harper. Her refusing to see me gave me no choice but to spend all my time with Harper.
Unfortunately, it has only made things that much more confusing.
Because after tonight, I’m back to wondering what the fuck I want again.
Not seeing Janine and reconnecting with Harper had me thinking maybe she was what I wanted. Her spirit is bright, and she reminded me of a time when I was living without a care in the world. With each passing day, I was convincing myself that maybe she was the end game. Then, I heard Janine was coming to this club, and I couldn’t pass up the chance to be here, to see her.
Now, I’m even more confused. Maybe Janine is end game, maybe she always has been.
Tonight ... she fucking blew my mind.
“You’ve avoided me for a long time,” I murmur, rolling to my back again, putting my hands up behind my head. “Didn’t think you’d let me in tonight.”
“You knew I was going to be here?”
I roll toward her. “Jackson told me.”
She frowns. “Those bikers can’t mind their own business.”
“You tellin’ me you’re sad I’m here?”
She flushes. “Well, no, it’s just ... it makes things hard.”
“Didn’t make the choice to end our relationship, Jaybird. You did.”
Pushing up, she sits, pulling a sheet over to cover herself. “I didn’t have much choice.”
Her voice is soft, throaty, fucking divine. I want her again.
Reaching over, I take the sheet, pulling it down to expose her perfect tits. She looks over to me as I run my finger over her nipples, my cock jerking back to life. Eyes widening, she seems momentarily confused as I reach for her, pulling her over on top of me. She comes, without hesitation, and when she’s got her knees either side of my hips, I can’t help but reach up and run my fingers through her hair.
I’ve missed her.
Not a single doubt about it.
Without a single word, I lift her and lower her down onto my cock. Gasping, she takes me, slowly, no doubt her pussy is tender, but she doesn’t complain. Her cunt hugs my dick like a fucking vice, and I growl as inch by inch, I sink into her. Then, she’s moving. It’s slow at first, with her rock back and forth, her soft moans like a song to my ears. Then, she’s moving faster, her fingers on my chest, clutching tight as she brings herself to orgasm.
Every single time her pussy pulses around my dick, I get closer to finding my own release.
Pushing up, I take her with me as I get to my feet, walking over to the window where the couple is fucking. I press her against it, and then, hanging onto her tight, I fuck her hard. Her moans quickly turn to screams as her hand slaps against the glass, her bottom squashing against it as I press her hard, driving my dick in and out of her sweet cunt. When she cums, I join her, pleasure shooting up my spine as I release into her once more.
“Yeah,” I growl, pulling her off the window but keeping her on my hips. “I like this side to you.”
Flushing, she lets her legs go until her feet are on the ground, then she turns to face me and bites her lower lip.
“Say what you’re thinkin’, angel,” I murmur, reaching for my jeans and pulling them up.
“I’ve missed you.”
Her words have me jerking, and I turn to face her. She’s got her bra and panties on, but she’s now just staring at me, her eyes hurt. I broke her, and it breaks me into a thousand tiny pieces to know that I did. Taking a step toward her, I curl my hand around the back of her neck and bring her close until our lips are nearly touching, but she stops me.