Lady & The Biker (Royal Bastards MC: Charleston, WV 2)

“What are you saying, East? You want me to have your baby?” I can hear the panic in her tone and see it gathering behind her eyes. The idea terrifies her.

“No. Just talkin’ out my ass. Watch the movie.”

“I mean, I do want kids someday…just not right now.”

“It’s nothing we need to discuss.”

“Isn’t it though? Do you see a future with us, East, or am I your hot piece for the summer? After I start school, I won’t be around all the time. Sure, I’ll be a short drive away, but I’m not stupid. You enjoy sex and if you aren’t getting it from me, you’ll find someone else to fuck off with. I know about the MC life and have witnessed firsthand how those club bunnies hang after you. I wouldn’t like it, but I think I’d understand or try to.”

“Don’t be saying stupid shit, Wylla Mae. If I were with you, I’d never step out on you. I can’t be making you promises for tomorrow when I don’t know what will happen. Can’t predict the future.”

“No, but can you see one? A future with me that is?”

“In a different life, I’d want it all with you, but my life ain’t the life of a family man.”

“So that’s a no. You don’t see us past what we are now. Got it.” She pulls away from me.

“I’m just trying to be honest.” If I were being completely truthful, I’d tell her that I don’t want her to go. That I want to plant my baby in her and give her my last name. Take her around the clubhouse as my Old Lady, Murder be damned.

“No, I got it, East.”

“Don’t be a brat.”

“I’m not. It’s just good to know that you don’t see a future for us.”

“I didn’t say that. C’mere.”

“No. I think I’m just going to go home. I’m tired and need to be packing anyway.” She shifts to leave, and I wrap my arms around her. “Let me go, East.”

“You aren’t going any-damn-where, baby.” I hold her tight in my lap as she struggles to free herself with no hope of succeeding. I slide a hand up her shirt and palm her tit. Flicking her nipple, I pinch and tease her.

“Stop it. You aren’t going to sex your way out of what you said.”

“I’m just being realistic. Doesn’t mean I don’t fuckin’ want to be with you. You’re here, aren’t you? You don’t see anyone else in my bed and you won’t. If I wanted to be out fucking easy pussy that’s where I’d be, but I’m here. I’m where I want to be with who I want to be with.” I shove my other hand down the front of her shorts and cup her pussy. “You wanna fight, baby, or you wanna fuck your man?”

“Are you my man, East?”

“I’ve been your man since the day we met, you all snot faced and smart mouthed.” I hook a finger inside her sweet cunt, and she moans. “You ain’t going anywhere till I’ve fucked you hard enough to remind you that you’re mine and you’ll always be mine.” I add a second finger and she bucks against me. “That’s it.” I pepper kisses along her neck, while teasing her nipple and finger fucking her until she is about to come.

Wylla Mae pants and just when she’s about to get off I remove my fingers from the equation. “East, please.”

“You done being a brat?”

“Yes,” she whispers, staring up at me.

“Good. Now get on your knees.”

“What?” she scowls at me breathlessly.

“Gonna teach you not to be a brat. You wanna come, we’ll come together when I say.”

Her mouth twitches like she’s about give me some lip.

“Only thing your mouth needs to do is wrap around my dick and suck.”

Doing as she’s told like a good girl she slides to the floor between my legs. I push my grey sweatpants off my hips, exposing my erection. Precum is already beading at the tip she has me so tore up and craving her hot little mouth. Wylla Mae caps her mouth over me and my eyes roll back in my head at the sensation. My girl’s learning to give as good as she gets, taking her time, teasing me with her tongue.

I thread my fingers in her thick hair and yank, forcing her to take me further in her mouth. Her eyes bulge with tears but she keeps going, sucking me harder until I’m about to explode on her tongue. I ease her head back, popping free from her mouth. “Get up here and ride me.,” I growl at her.