Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 82282 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82282 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Joshua Fine was a good lawyer. A crooked one, but a good one. Just last week, he’d gotten the young rapist I’d pulled over off on charges by none other than the Romeo and Juliet Law.
The Romeo and Juliet Law was initiated to help those minors that had been together before the age of consent to keep ‘supposed offenders’ off the sexual offenders list. Not to keep a nineteen year old boy from going to prison after raping a sixteen year old.
Previous relationship or not. No was fucking no.
“He’s not finished.” Viddy said quietly from her perch at the bar.
We were at Halligans and Handcuffs Bar and Grill. The MC’s pet project. Surprisingly enough, Dixie was the one to bring up the idea of a bar only a few months ago. From there, it’d just somehow...taken off.
Things had come together quickly. Dixie and Silas had put a lot of work into it in the past couple of months, and now we were at the ‘grand opening’ or more like the ‘MC grand opening.’ Since it was more for the members of the MC and their family rather than an opening for the public.
The public opening wasn’t set until next Saturday, six days from now.
“Why do you say that? You had him by the balls.” Loki questioned her.
I was the one to answer. “He doesn’t like being made a fool. He won’t let this go. In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if I’m not called into the chief’s office tomorrow before duty. He’s not going to be able to let this slide. Paul’s got enough supporters for this to turn to shit really quickly.”
I don’t know if it was some sort of precognition or what, but I just knew this wasn’t over.
However, I vowed that I would enjoy this evening. It was my brothers’ last night, and I had to take them to the airport tomorrow morning at four. They would be flying back to Las Vegas for another week, and from there they’d be stationed somewhere in Sand Land.
Dixie came out with a large platter of hot wings and placed it into the middle of the table we were gathered around, causing us all to fall on it like starving dogs.
“Oh Jesus, this is perfection.” Viddy moaned.
The sticky, sweet mess was all over her face and fingers, and I couldn’t resist leaning over and capturing one of her messy fingers in my mouth and sucking off all the delicious juices.
“Yum,” I said after her fingers slid from my mouth.
Her eyes were dilated, and it definitely was not from the bar’s dark lighting.
“You really shouldn’t do this here.” She scolded breathlessly.
“Why not?” I asked, tilting my head.
She wrinkled her nose, making me want to laugh at the face she produced.
“Because you can’t follow through, you teaser.” She growled low in her throat.
I smiled, showing her the dimples before moving so close to her that she could feel my erection pressed up the back of her butt.
“You think I won’t fuck you here?” I rasped into her ear.
She shook her head frantically. “Absolutely not.”
“Dixie,” I called, turning my attention to Dixie as he walked back towards the door behind the bar.
Dixie stopped and turned with a raised brow in question. “Yeah?”
“Can I borrow your office for a few?” I asked, turning my attention back to Viddy so I could see her face.
It was the color of her shirt. A bright red.
I grinned at her obvious discomfort and leveled my gaze back on Dixie with my own raised eyebrow.
His knowing grin was enough for me; I grabbed Viddy’s hand, barbeque sauce and all, hauled her into the kitchen, and then further beyond to Dixie’s office all the while listening to the catcalls behind us.
“I cannot believe you!” She hissed in outrage.
“Believe it, baby,” I said as I closed the door behind us and then slammed her up against the wall, pinning her with my body. “Now, shut up and use your mouth for good.”
I released my belt, unbuttoned my jeans, and then unzipped them while looking into her eyes.
Her breathing sped up as I took my cock out, and then grabbed her hand to place it on my aching dick.
With a smile of mischief, she dropped to her knees and lapped at the head. Short tiny licks, circling the tip as if she was catching the drips off an ice cream cone.
Effectively driving me out of my mind. “Take more.” I demanded.
Her eyes went from my cock up to my face, and they stayed connected with mine as she took first the head, followed by half my length. Only stopping when her lips met the top of her hand. The same hand that was working my length in tight, slow pulls.
“Aw fuck,” I groaned as I looked into her eyes. “Get up here so I can have you now.”
Her answer was to suck even harder, moving her head and fist in perfect sync.
I lost her eyes when my eyes started to lose focus, and during that time, she let me go with a wet plop and her talented tongue found my balls. She sucked first one, and then the other into her mouth, and I nearly lost the ability to stand.
“Stand up,” I rasped as I leaned forward and placed my elbows on the wall above her head.
Her ‘uh-uh’ moaned against my balls had them drawing up and nearly ready to blow.
“Seriously, I need your pussy. I don’t want to finish in your mouth.”
I was panting, trying to work through the need to come with sheer, iron will.
When she finally released my balls and stopped working my dick with her fist, I grasped her by the hair and helped her stand; turning her around and ripping the tights she was wearing down to the floor.
Then I bent her over. “Grab your ankles.”
She did as she was told, grabbing her ankles until I got a perfect view of her weeping core. “Oh, fuck.”
With that one groan, I lined my cock up to her entrance, and thrust inside, causing her to squeak in surprise. Which was quickly followed by a moan.