Claiming the Biker (Royal Bastards MC: Charleston, WV 9) - Page 17

“You aren’t wearing this.” Viking tugs on the spaghetti straps of my purple sundress. Since I started working out on a weekly basis, I’ve dropped a few pounds and I’ve fallen in love with dressing up more. I spend so much time in my scrubs it’s nice to get all cute to go on these dates with Justice. I even splurged for the first time ever on a black string bikini. I’m hoping Viking doesn’t look in my bag I packed for the lake.

Justice’s brother owns a boat and we’re going out on Yatesville Lake in Louisa, Kentucky. His brother lives there. I guess it’s a few towns away from the federal prison he works at.

I need a day of fun away from the stress of work and the pressure of trying to get dirt on Justice.

He grabs a pillow off my bed and tosses it on the floor. I know what he wants. “You’re ridiculous.”

His gaze narrows on me. “You gonna deny me of that mouth, princess?” I don’t know what it is about the way his voice gets this deep growl when he calls me princess that turns me on. The sound travels straight to my pussy and instantly makes me wet.

“Don’t mess up my makeup,” I warn.

“Don’t know why you bother with that shit. You don’t need it to be beautiful. You already are.”

“I just like it.”

“Hmm. We gonna stand here and argue about how fuckin’ sexy I find you without makeup or are you gonna suck my dick?”

“I think you can suck your own dick.” I smirk and grab my bag off the edge of my bed. “Have fun with that.”

His hand lands on my shoulder with a firm grip stopping me in place. “Don’t be a bitch.”

“Don’t be an asshole.”

“Fuckin’ cuts me up inside to know you’re going to be with him all day.” He pouts making a puppy dog face.

“Not by choice,” I remind him. This shit was his idea.

“C’mere.” I turn into him, and he tucks a finger under my chin, angling my head where he wants. “Want that mouth, baby.”

I twist my head as he comes in for a kiss, giving him my cheek which he proceeds to lick.

“Fuck. That makeup tastes like shit.”

“Ugh. Now I’ve gotta redo it.”

“You can wash it off after I’m done.” He grins and I don’t know why I can’t resist him.

He kisses me soft and sensual being completely sweet. My biker isn’t a tender man. He’s rough and takes what he wants any way he pleases.

I go to my knees for him after releasing my bag as he drops his jeans and boxer briefs to the floor. He takes a seat on the edge of the bed near where I kneel. The second he goes for my hair I slap at his hands. “You already fucked with my makeup. At least leave my hair out of this. I can’t accomplish our goal if I look like I was just fucked when he picks me up.”

“Kiss me,” he demands all bossy but cute.

I give him my mouth and wrap a fist around the base of his shaft. Stroking his rigid length as he grows harder.

“Got me addicted,” he murmurs against my lips.

I look down at his cock thinking the same thing before I give him a kiss on the tip and lick the pearly bead of precum.

“Suck me, princess.”

I close my lips around his veiny flesh, flattening my tongue as my mouth stretches around his girth.

“Fuck, that’s my good girl,” he praises. “Lift up that dress and touch yourself.”

My fingers tremble against the crotch of my panties as I moan around his cock, teasing him with my tongue.

Viking fucks my mouth while I play with my pussy.

Viking and I are playing a dangerous game. He’s upstairs in my bed and Justice is standing at my front door.

“Wow, you look…just damn.” Justice smiles big as he takes me in.

“Thanks.”

“Purple suits you.” He fingers the strap of my dress just as Viking did earlier, but his touch doesn’t nearly have the same effect.

Still wearing that contagious smile, he moves in close as though he may kiss me, and I pray Viking isn’t watching. He says a kiss doesn’t bother him but that’s in theory. Him witnessing it in real time is something else entirely.

“I could just eat you up.” He goes for it, pressing his lips to mine where not even ten minutes ago Viking came.

I barely move my lips, keeping them closed. I know it’s completely fucked up. I also have this image of Viking being extremely amused by it. This is exactly what he wanted is Justice to kiss me when he’s just came in my mouth.

He’s so freaking crazy he didn’t even want me brushing my teeth before I redid my makeup. So gross.

“You ready to go?”

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