Page 2 of The Biker's Forbidden Virgin

I don't say another word to her. I don't even check to see if she's gone.

"Sorry about that brother, if I would have seen her, I wouldn't have let her in." Rumble says from the side of me.

I sigh and try to get the frustration to ease out of my system. It's not that I don't like Nisa, but she shouldn't be among the riff-raff. Her brother was a prospect for us straight out of high school. I knew when he joined up that he wasn't built for this life, but he convinced all of us that he was. He was killed before he could become a fully patched member, and since then, his little sister Nisa has been poking her head around here. I can't allow her to be a part of this life, not after what it did to her brother.

Rumble pushes the door to the movie theater open and when I walk in, not only is the entire area rearranged into a sex den, but there are three women lounging around just waiting for me to join them.

"Happy Birthday, brother!" Rumble pats me on the back, slaps a box of condoms to my chest, and pushes me into the room.

"You ready for some fun, baby?" One of the girls starts walking up to me. She's usually just the type I persue—long legs, big breasts, and ready for anything. I should already be tearing at my clothes, but I can't stop myself from wishing that instead of this plastic barbie, in front of me was the forbidden fruit that my mouth is just watering to taste.

CHAPTER 2

YES, YES, BOOM

Leo

Rumble walks out, leaving me to celebrate my birthday the best way I know how. Balls deep in something tight, wet, and willing.

"I must admit, you have a reputation with the girls." The blonde Barbie says as she grabs hold of my hand and pulls me to the couch.

"Is that right? And what reputation is that?" My eyes drop down to the sway in her hips. I wish she had more curves, but I'm not going to complain.

The redhead on the side answers for her, "You're ruthless and like it rough."

"If you're looking for some sweet sensual shit, you need to get the hell up out of my space." I plop down on the oversized blue velvet couch. I don't know where Rumble got this shit from, but it'll be staying in the clubhouse. "I'm not your boyfriend. I'm the roughneck you fuck behind his back."

I lean back on the sofa, and the blonde drops down in front of me, her long fake nails crawling up my legs, "Oh don't you worry, baby. That's exactly how we like it. We want all you got." Shegives me a fake giggle, and I have to look away from her to keep myself from leaving her right there.

"You, come here." I point to the one woman in the room who has yet to say anything to me. Exactly how I like my sweetbutts, quiet.

"Yes, baby?" She replies sexily, but I can tell that she's not used to whatever these other two have planned. She's standing off to the side and not really in the mix with these two.

"This your first party?" She is wearing a light blue bra and panty set, and her skin is alabaster.

"No, I've been to tons." She kneels up on the couch and runs a shaky hand over my chest.

I grab her wrist and pull her down, so her face is close to mine. "What's your name, girl."

"Dove." Her voice cracks and she runs the tip of her tongue over her bottom lip.

"Dove," I reach up with my hand and run my fingers through her soft brown hair, "Yeah, that suits you. Remember what I said. If you don't want rough and fast, you can leave. I'm not going to force you to do anything you don't want to do."

The blonde is busy trying to get my pants off while the redhead is leaning back against the plush fabric, getting herself off.

"I know." Dove answers.

"You still want to be here?"

She nods and pulls her bottom lip in between her teeth.

I pull her closer to me before I let go of her hair and let my rough hand slowly make its way down to her breast. I hook a finger into the smooth blue material, and I yank it down so one of her tits pops out. Her nipple is hard, and I can see how quick her heart is beating against her chest.

"Dove, are you scared of me?" I spread my fingers and palm her entire breast in my large hand. I squeeze hard enough that she gasps.

"Yes, but..." She looks down for a second as if she's ashamed, "I like it."

That's all I need to hear. I pull down the other side of her bra and latch on to one of her breast. She moans loud, and it spurs the other two women to move faster. Blonde Barbie finally gets my pants open, and she pulls my cock out of my boxers.

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