Total pages in book: 212
Estimated words: 207966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1040(@200wpm)___ 832(@250wpm)___ 693(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 207966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1040(@200wpm)___ 832(@250wpm)___ 693(@300wpm)
She giggled.
“Oh, fancy!” she said after she bounced on the bed.
This room still had my shitty furniture in it. But there was a lot of extra room, so I had added a bookshelf to the corner to organize my whack of books. I’d also bought a guitar stand and put it on her side of the bed.
“I’ll buy us some new furniture when we get our own place,” I said. “There’s an apartment above the Chinese place I like. It’s only a few blocks from here. Maybe wanna see it next week?”
“Yeah, I’d love to,” she said, smiling. And then she got up and corralled me until I fell onto my back on the bed. She kicked off her boots, then climbed me.
“I’ve missed you so much,” she told me, putting her mouth to mine.
“Missed you, hostage,” I said. “Really like that you brought the blonde back with you, too.”
She smiled. And then her smile wobbled.
“You all right?”
“I just agreed to get up in front of the whole club tonight and sing for a band opening for Chase O’Keefe’s band. What have I done?”
I rolled her to her back and went for her fly. “Let me relax you. Then we’ll talk it out. Okay?”
She nodded, but she bit her lip.
I undid her jeans and pulled them off, then pulled tiny black lace panties down and buried my tongue inside my girl.
“Oh my God, I’ve missed your tongue.”
I laughed against her while I plunged two fingers inside. She squeaked and grabbed my hair with both hands.
I pulled my fingers out and backed up two inches.
“Who’s my girl?” I asked.
“I am,” she whispered.
“You’re gonna be great up there tonight. You’ve got nothing to be afraid of,” I said and swiped my tongue across her clit, pulling a shudder from her.
“I hope so.”
I backed up.
“You are. Say it.”
“Can we talk about this later?” she requested, looking like she was getting sexually frustrated.
“No. We’ll talk about it now. You don’t get to come until you show me you know you’ve got this.”
She sat up, mouth dropping.
“Go with it,” I whispered.
It took a second for her to process and then she smiled. “I’ve got this.”
I sucked her clit while palming one of her tits.
She arched for me.
“You’re gonna do great.”
“Mm hm.”
“Say it.” I let go of her clit.
“I’m gonna do great.”
I sucked again and resumed fingering her. And she clung to me so hard I think she was afraid I’d stop again. I didn’t get a chance to because it took all of thirty seconds before she was crying out in that beautiful throaty voice.
“Yeah, sing for me, Gigi,” I said as she was crying out. My boots were kicked off and my jeans were snapped undone. I kicked them and my boxers off while pitching my shirt across the room, then falling down onto her again.
She was loose, arms thrown over her head, cartoon hearts practically beaming from her eyes when I lined up and drove inside her hot, tight pussy.
“Mine,” I growled, then ripped her shirt over her head.
“Yeah, baby,” she whimpered, grabbing my shoulders.
“All fucking mine,” I repeated, ripping her bra cups down so I could get my mouth on her tits.
Her hands tightened in my hair.
“Eyes on me, Gianna,” I demanded.
She looked into my eyes and straight into my soul.
“Love you so fucking much. Proud that you’ll get up there tonight and overcome your fear for the club. You’ve got this. You’ll have ‘em eating out of the palm of your hand. All you gotta do is catch my eyes if you feel scared. Yeah? Look at me and you’ll know you’re good. Just sing to me, yeah?”
She nodded fast. “M’Kay. Move faster, please, baby.”
I granted her wish.
I moved faster, harder, and in no time I exploded inside my girl.
Snuggled up afterwards, she started laughing.
“What’s funny?” I asked.
“You’re naked.” She giggled. “Naked except for your socks.”
“Did I lose some sex appeal there, hostage?”
She held her finger and thumb aloft an inch apart.
I leaned forward, pulled them off, then tossed them.
“Couldn’t get inside you fast enough. Gimme a few minutes. I’ll ratchet my appeal up again.”
“I don’t doubt it,” she said, smiling. “It’s funny. You’re always so cool. So chill. But you, my beautiful man, fucking in just a pair of socks? That was flippin’ funny.”
Twenty minutes later, she was no longer laughing. She was whimpering my name into the sheets as I fucked her from behind.
***
Deke’s Roadhouse was packed. After Gigi had rehearsal with The Dubes, which she asked me not to attend as she wanted to try it on her own, she got on the back of my bike. Rob gave me a beaming smile, saying, “She’s amazing, brother. Really amazing.”
“Yeah, she is,” I agreed.
We rode with the club for Blow, whose urn was strapped to the front of Rudy’s bike. Not only were we having the party at Deke’s Roadhouse for the mother and our chapters, but there were also members from all Brotherhood chapters present as well as bikers from the Black Reapers, The Reivers Clansmen, and Freebooters. We’d joined the formation when they arrived and drove through most of the streets of Aberdeen.