Page 9 of The Biker's Past (Satan's Beasts MC Nomad Chapter 3)

“Fucking ace.”

That wasn’t what she was expecting.

Charity lifted onto her elbows as he removed the condom, wrapped it up, and then tossed it into the small trash can she kept in the corner of the room.

“I’ll deal with that later.” Bad stared at her and then he beckoned her over.

She moved toward him, as if his finger calling her controlled her body. Kneeling on the edge of the bed, she still struggled to meet his gaze. She had to tilt her head back.

“Do you have any idea how many times I’ve imagined doing exactly that?” he asked.

“You have?”

“Yeah.”

She licked her lips. “Why haven’t you?”

“I was being respectful to your brother,” he said. “Only to him. No one else. I … he didn’t want us to have this.”

“What?” Not that she was shocked to hear that. When it came to Stevie, he had always been so overprotective of her. It wasn’t a surprise.

“He didn’t want me to go anywhere near you.”

“So why are you now?” she asked.

Bad didn’t respond. He stared at her for several minutes. Neither of them seemed able to speak, and then he grabbed her neck and slammed his lips down on hers.

She gasped.

Bad’s hands went to her ass, where he squeezed the flesh. A whimper escaped her. She cried out his name in between possessive kisses, and then he pushed her back to the bed.

“Once was never going to be enough with you.” He opened her legs. “Your pussy is so fucking tight and sweet, and I want to fuck you again, Charity.”

“Yes.” She didn’t want him to stop.

Their first time had happened so fast. She wanted to relive it again and again.

“I’m going to taste this pussy,” he said.

He sank to his knees in front of her, and she couldn’t look away. He ran his hands up her thighs, pushing her to open up, which she did.

“So pretty,” he said.

His fingers moved over her clit and spread her pussy lips open.

Charity screamed his name as he started to lick and suck at her clit. His mouth was even better than his fingers as he worked over her pussy, drawing her closer to orgasm. There was no way she could come so soon, but she felt that beginning spiral, hurtling her toward the peak and pushing her straight toward it.

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Bad had lost count of the number of times he had thought about licking this pussy. Long nights when they were younger, when he imagined walking into her bedroom and claiming her as his.

She tasted even better than he imagined.

So sweet. So juicy.

He fucking loved how wet she was. Sliding his fingers inside her, he added two easily, but he did start to stretch her out. She had been so tight when he felt her.

His cock wanted her again. Bad had a horrible feeling he was never going to stop wanting her. She was everything.

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