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PROLOGUE

Tech – Eighteen Years Old

I grin as I watch my cock disappear inside Ms. Halls' ass, the ladder piercing down the length of my cock rubbing against her sensitive skin, making her moan, her muscles squeezing me, causing my spine to tingle with pleasure.

Fuck, I love easy bitches.

I got patched in this year with the Devil's MC brotherhood, ready to learn and take over my father's role as treasurer when my best friend Snake takes over as Prez from his father Bull, which means the women want me, hoping for that special old lady patch. I am lapping up all that attention.

The bitches are dumb as fuck if they think I'd give them my patch at fucking eighteen. Becoming an old lady would mean that girl would be my forever; she'd be married to me in the eyes of the club, and I'm not ready for that commitment, but the women don't care.

Take Ms. Hall here. She's a married teacher in her late thirties and currently begging me to fuck her ass harder, bent over her desk during study period, because I refuse to fuck her cunt.

Doesn't matter that she's married, itdoesn't matter that she has a kid or that I'm her fucking student. She wants a patched brother just like any other woman, and will do anything for one, including trying to groom me into thinking she's “the one.” Fuck if I care; I'm an eighteen-year-old who loves sex, and fucking her is just revenge. It helps that this bitch is hot for a teacher, and stupid enough to think I'd fall for her bullshit.

I grip her hips and thrust harder, slamming into her, causing her pelvis to bang into her desk. We both moan loudly in pleasure.

This bitch loves a little pain; she fucking gets off on it, which means I can be as rough as I want.

When she groans louder, I quickly place my hand over her mouth, not wanting to get caught, knowing Momma would flip.

I grab the bitch's blonde hair, gripping it tight, forcing her to lift her head back, stretching her neck as my hips move faster. She moans again and pushes back against my thrusts, causing slapping sounds to echo through the room, and my balls finally tighten as her ass pulses around my cock.

"That's it, fucking squeeze me," I rasp, ensuring to tilt my hips, giving her the full effect of the ladder, making her fly, her ass squeezing me tight. I groan and thrust six, seven, eight more times before holding still, coming into the condom.

Ms. Hall falls onto her desk, breathing hard as I let go of her hair, making me smirk and pull out. She groans as I watch her juices slowly run down her legs, making my cock twitch, but I ignore it, and pull the condom off, before putting myself away. I walk over to her trash can and empty the rubber, then throw it in with my cum, before walking past her, and smacking her ass on my way to the door.

"See you tomorrow, Ms. Hall," I comment with a grin as she lays motionless on her desk, her ass hanging out. She mumbles something back as I walk out of her classroom, feeling satisfied.

I head to the left toward the senior lockers and grin when I see Snake, who raises a brow at me and asks, "Where the fuck were you?"

I just shrug, leaning against my locker, lifting my leg up, and bracing my foot against the wall. I watch as students walk past us, girls stopping and looking our way, mainly at Snake, knowing he's the future of the club.

"Seriously, brother, where the fuck were you? I had Nina cornering me every five fucking minutes wondering where you are," he continues and I shudder hearing her name as Theo, his blood brother who is two years younger than us and the club's future secretary, walks over wearing his prospect patch.

He says, "He was fucking Ms. Hall; I walked past her room twenty minutes ago for a piss, and he had her bent over her desk."

I grin, not at all ashamed, as Snake looks at in shock before he bursts out laughing, running a hand over his bald head.

He had cancer when he was a kid and was fucking lucky. He lost all of his hair through chemo and radiotherapy, but when it started to grow back, the fucker decided to keep his head waxed. I think he was roughly five when he was diagnosed, but I didn't understand back then. Now, though, I'm proud of the fucker and how he rocks his baldness.

I know his momma hates that he hasn't let it grow back, but it's who he is.

"You are aware she's married, right?" Snake says with a brow raise as his brother snorts.

I shrug, then state, "Not my fault she likes it in the ass, and her husband can't satisfy her." I look down, making myself shake a little, and whisper, "Besides, I'm an innocent teenager being taken advantage of; she’s grooming me for my patch…."

They both laugh, making me look at them and grin as Amber, Snake's main squeeze who Theo fucked last week, double-teaming with our brother Breaker, the club's future Sergeant-at-Arms, waltzes over. I silently groan, knowing her best friend and the pain of my existence, Nina, won't be far behind.

Two fucking hours I've managed to dodge her….

Amber winks at me, rasping, "Nina will be here in a minute," then looks at the giggling girls behind her. Her face goes red before she presses her tits against Snake's chest, her small strappy top barely holding them in as she pokes her ass out, showing off her short shorts. She kisses the snake tattoo that Tats, our brother, and the future enforcer, did for him a few weeks ago, which pissed off basically every one of the adults.

Fucking hilarious watching them try to ground them.

"Hey baby…"she whispers against his neck, licking his skin. I chuckle at her show, knowing the bitch has just fucked up.

Snake looks my way and rolls his eyes, not moving his hands to touch her like he normally would, knowing she's trying to mark her territory. I smirk, looking at the other girls standing on the opposite side of the hallway, whispering and giggling at us, not at all put off by Amber, as Theo laps it up like the horny sixteen-year-old he is.

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