Page 26 of Faking it with the Bad Boy Bikers

We were at Vivian’s too soon and then Woodrow was helping me off the bike and toward the front door. As he put his key in the door, I thought about running. It wasn’t my first thought of fleeing but it was the strongest. The reason behind that fear made me want to stay even more, though. I was nervous. I’d had sex once. It’d been exceptionally bad and then I’d found out I was pregnant. To say I hadn’t been all that excited about sex since that first time would be a giant understatement. The men in front of me made me want to break past that but it was still nerve wracking.

“Changing your mind?” Seth’s hard eyes searched my face like he knew exactly what was happening in my head. “It’s fine if you do.”

I straightened my shoulders. “No. I’m not backing out. I want this.”

“So fucking stubborn.” He walked toward me until I was pinned to the side of the house. Bracing his hands on either side of my head, he hovered over my mouth with his. “Do you really want this? We know you’ve been teasing us to get a rise out of your brothers. That’s fine. They’ve been assholes to you, so do what you have to. You can push your tits against us, run your nails down our chests, bat those pretty eyes, do any of it without having to fuck us, though.”

All my hesitation fled. His words hit me harder than he expected, I thought, because he was caught off guard when I wrapped myself around him and kissed him. I kept one leg on the ground, not wanting to knock him over but he slid his hands under my ass and lifted me completely. I pulled back to tell him to put me down before he hurt himself but he growled and chased my mouth. Kissing me deeper, he squeezed my ass and dipped his fingers between my thighs.

“Inside before you give the neighbors a show.” Henry’s words were dark and forceful, giving away his impatience.

Seth let me slip free of his grip and pressed his forehead to mine. “Get upstairs if you want to save the fucking couch.”

I didn’t have to be told twice. I danced past Woodrow and Henry and shot up the stairs. They were right behind me, Woodrow close enough that he swept me off my feet and threw me over his shoulder when I hesitated.

“My room.” Seth barked the order and I found myself dropped down on a bed similar to the one in my room a few seconds later. Seth’s room was darker and smelled like leather, though. A single lamp in the corner lit the space but he quickly flipped on the overhead lights. “I plan on seeing every bit of you.”

My stomach tightened but I didn’t have time to overthink it before Henry was pressed into my back, his mouth on my neck. I felt his teeth scrape over my skin before he tugged on my shirt.His hands came up to cup my breasts as he untied the bow with his teeth and groaned.

“Let us see.” Woodrow sat next to Seth on the bed and I sucked in a sharp breath as Henry exposed my chest to their hungry gazes. Woodrow sat forward and rested his elbows on his knees. “Fuck.”

Henry cupped my breasts again, bare now, and raked his rough thumbs over my nipples. “Perfect tits. Such hard little nipples, too, just begging to be sucked. What do you think, Seth?”

I gasped. Being spoken about like that was going to burn me alive.

Seth licked his lips. “I think it’d be a fucking crime to not fuck tits that nice. Thrusting between those beauties with her tongue welcoming me home with each stroke? Heaven.”

“Fuck. The idea of that tongue on my cock is all I need. On her knees, on her back with her head hanging off the side of the bed… I could think of a dozen ways to take that mouth and each one is better than the next.” Woodrow slowly pulled his shirt over his head, revealing a solid wall of muscle. His arms were covered in tattoos that trailed up the sides of his necks. “Such a delicious mouth. I can’t wait to see it stretched wide around all of our cocks.”

Henry trailed his hands down my stomach, pushing one into my jeans. The moment his fingers pressed into me through my panties, I let out a loud moan and my legs went weak. “Damn, baby. It’s been a while, huh?”

I was sure my honest answer wasn’t going to win me any points so I just nodded. I gripped his arm and leaned my head back on his chest as he rubbed me faster.

“Come for Henry, Nellie. Show him how much you need him.” Seth stood up and unbuttoned his pants. “Come on his fingers and then we’ll let you come on our cocks.”

My body wasn’t my own as it came on command for him. I shook and tried to stifle my moans as I orgasmed but it wasn’t easy. Not with Henry kissing and biting my neck and whispering all the filthy things he wanted to do to me.

Seth pulled his shirt off and left his pants hanging low on his hips as he slowly approached me. “Such a good girl, coming for us. Was that enough for you?”

I wanted to bare my teeth at him. “No.”

“Good. Then take your pants off and get on your knees for me.”

Henry pulled his fingers out of my pants and held my waist as I struggled to get my shaking fingers to work well enough to undress myself. Just as a wave of self-consciousness started to crest over me, Seth pushed his pants down and I forgot I had a love/hate relationship with my curves. All I could think about was the thick, long cock straining to get to me from between his legs. It was pierced.

“Whoa.”

He smirked. “Still not too late to run away.”

I finished stripping myself bare and then knelt in front of him. I’d given exactly zero blowjobs in my life but I was eager to change that. Glancing up at his face, I could see the pleasure there despite the fact I hadn’t touched him yet. “I might need help. I don’t really know what I’m doing.”

His eyes flashed. “Why not?”

I swallowed and looked back down at his cock. I wasn’t going to answer that question. I’d just figure it out as I went. How hard could it be? I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock and licked my lips. My fingers didn’t touch. He was going to destroy me. Instead of focusing on that, though, I flicked my tongue out and tasted the tip of him. A slightly salty flavor filled my mouth and I found myself scooting closer to him so I could taste him again.

Looking up, I saw him wavering on whether he was going to continue to question me. Wanting to distract him I quickly opened my mouth and took him in deep.

CHAPTER 22

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