Page 119 of Blade

“Baby, if you don’t stop, I’m gonna come, and if I come in your mouth, you better swallow every drop.”

She hummed, and the vibrations rolled through my cock as she grabbed my ass, holding me in place.

I placed my hands on either side of her head to keep her from moving as I plunged in and out of her mouth until I felt my balls pull up and I let loose with a howl.

“FUCK!”

I looked down at Becca who was still lapping at my cock, cleaning it, making sure she didn’t miss a drop. Pulling her up from her knees, I kissed her hard. I didn’t care that she just had my cum in her mouth. That was the hottest blowjob I’d ever had.

“Baby, what did you mean when you said you hadn’t actually ever done it before?”

She gave me a shy smile and shocked the shit out of me when she admitted.

“Well, Rachel and I used to watch videos and practice with bananas back before everything happened.” She giggled.

Fucking giggled.

“We wanted to be ready if we ever had the chance. It’s been a long time, but I remembered most of it.”

I lost it. I’d never laughed so hard in my life. Her shy little innocent smirk was too much.

“Fuck, I don’t know if I can handle you remembering what you forgot.”

I tucked my dick back in my pants, buttoned up my jeans and grabbed her hand.

“Come on, let’s get some dinner and go home. You wanna stay at the clubhouse or your house tonight?”

“Can we stay at the clubhouse? We have that meeting with Matlock in the morning, and I don’t want to see my mother before then.”

“Yea, we can stay at the clubhouse. We should probably let Declan know. He might wanna stay too, so he can spend some time with you.”

I just knew that son of a bitch would try to cockblock me tonight.

“Do you think he could come to the will reading tomorrow?”

“We’ll have to ask Matlock. Come on, let’s get back and we can check with him.”

A short time later, I pulled into the lot and noticed Dec’s cruiser was still here. I wasn’t looking forward to this. I couldn’t help but wonder how much King had filled him inon. As soon as we walked into the clubhouse, I realized he told him everything.

Stalking over to us, Dec grabbed Becca’s hand. “Baby girl, please go stand by your uncle.”

Her footsteps stuttered, and she asked, “Why?”

He kissed her cheek.

“I just need to have a talk with Blade.”

She stepped in front of me, blocking Declan from causing any harm.

“No.”

He looked down at his daughter.

“Excuse me?” he asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

“I said no,” she repeated, crossing her arms over her chest to mimic his stance.

“Baby, it’s ok.”

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