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Story: Haze
Laying back on the bed, I lift her on top of me to straddle me. She lowers herself fast and hard, her hands leaning backward to grip my thighs. Her head falls back, exposing her graceful neck.
I’ve never seen anything so fucking beautiful.
She’s uninhibited, taking what she needs from me.
Rising, I play with her nipples sucking and gently biting. “Yes, fuck me, Luella.”
She rolls her hips, working them faster and harder. She is so fucking sexy right now, and I can’t get enough. I’ll never get enough.
“You’re so fucking wet,” I growl, laying back down and playing with her clit. She comes instantly, her thighs shaking, my name a soft moan on her lips.
Rolling Luella onto her back, I fuck her hard and fast until I join her. Bracing myself on my arms, I kiss her deeply, my tongue slowly playing with hers.
She runs her fingers through my hair, then gasps when I start to move again. “How are you still hard?”
“How can I not be hard when I finally have you where I want you,” I rasp, kissing down her neck while I fuck her slowly and deeply, taking my time and kissing every inch of her I can.
Sex has never been like this for me.
This is the first time I’ve ever made love to someone.
“Give me one more, baby,” I growl, my tone low and deep. “You know you’re mine now, don’t you?”
She nods.
“Use your words, Luella.”
“I’m yours!” she calls out, her voice a sweet song.
We come together this time, and it’s perfect.
Intense.
I’m never giving this up, and I will fight like hell to keep it.
“We didn’t use protection,” she whispers, sighing as I tuck her against my chest.
“I know you’re on the pill. And I’m clean. I did a test a few weeks ago, and I haven’t been with anyone since,” I tell her, tracing lazy circles on her back. “I don’t want anything between us.”
“That’s how you got into that mess with Daisy in the first place,” she mutters, and I go rigid.
“You’re the first person I’ve ever fucked without protection, Luella. I even fucking double wrap because of my piercing.”
She goes quiet, and I pick her up and carry her into the shower.
I don’t want her to overthink right now.
Instead, I distract her up against the shower tiles.
Now that I’ve found heaven, no one is going to drag me back to hell.
LU
Haze woke me in the morning to say he had some club business to take care of and that he’d be back later. After having a long everything shower and making breakfast for the few people around, I finish cleaning up the kitchen. With some free time on my hands, I decide to check out the stripper pole that was installed yesterday. Ora and I took a few classes, and it’s really good exercise. The clubhouse is pretty empty with the men out doing biker stuff, so now is my time to get in some practice.
Opening the door to the room with my water bottle in my hand, I come to a standstill when I see Angel sitting there on the leather couch, bare-chested, with Rose, one of the club girls, naked on her knees in front of him, her head bobbing up and down. Angel’s dark eyes are on me, that ominous scar on his face like a warning. I haven’t ever had a proper conversation with Angel, but I can’t help but notice his muscled body, a slight splattering of dark hair on his chest, abs to die for, and those sexy V’s that cause women to make bad decisions.
Out of all the men in the club, Angel and Ghost scare me the most.
I’ve never seen anything so fucking beautiful.
She’s uninhibited, taking what she needs from me.
Rising, I play with her nipples sucking and gently biting. “Yes, fuck me, Luella.”
She rolls her hips, working them faster and harder. She is so fucking sexy right now, and I can’t get enough. I’ll never get enough.
“You’re so fucking wet,” I growl, laying back down and playing with her clit. She comes instantly, her thighs shaking, my name a soft moan on her lips.
Rolling Luella onto her back, I fuck her hard and fast until I join her. Bracing myself on my arms, I kiss her deeply, my tongue slowly playing with hers.
She runs her fingers through my hair, then gasps when I start to move again. “How are you still hard?”
“How can I not be hard when I finally have you where I want you,” I rasp, kissing down her neck while I fuck her slowly and deeply, taking my time and kissing every inch of her I can.
Sex has never been like this for me.
This is the first time I’ve ever made love to someone.
“Give me one more, baby,” I growl, my tone low and deep. “You know you’re mine now, don’t you?”
She nods.
“Use your words, Luella.”
“I’m yours!” she calls out, her voice a sweet song.
We come together this time, and it’s perfect.
Intense.
I’m never giving this up, and I will fight like hell to keep it.
“We didn’t use protection,” she whispers, sighing as I tuck her against my chest.
“I know you’re on the pill. And I’m clean. I did a test a few weeks ago, and I haven’t been with anyone since,” I tell her, tracing lazy circles on her back. “I don’t want anything between us.”
“That’s how you got into that mess with Daisy in the first place,” she mutters, and I go rigid.
“You’re the first person I’ve ever fucked without protection, Luella. I even fucking double wrap because of my piercing.”
She goes quiet, and I pick her up and carry her into the shower.
I don’t want her to overthink right now.
Instead, I distract her up against the shower tiles.
Now that I’ve found heaven, no one is going to drag me back to hell.
LU
Haze woke me in the morning to say he had some club business to take care of and that he’d be back later. After having a long everything shower and making breakfast for the few people around, I finish cleaning up the kitchen. With some free time on my hands, I decide to check out the stripper pole that was installed yesterday. Ora and I took a few classes, and it’s really good exercise. The clubhouse is pretty empty with the men out doing biker stuff, so now is my time to get in some practice.
Opening the door to the room with my water bottle in my hand, I come to a standstill when I see Angel sitting there on the leather couch, bare-chested, with Rose, one of the club girls, naked on her knees in front of him, her head bobbing up and down. Angel’s dark eyes are on me, that ominous scar on his face like a warning. I haven’t ever had a proper conversation with Angel, but I can’t help but notice his muscled body, a slight splattering of dark hair on his chest, abs to die for, and those sexy V’s that cause women to make bad decisions.
Out of all the men in the club, Angel and Ghost scare me the most.
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