Muff – MC Sinners Read Online Bella Jewel

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, MC Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 60852 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
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Muff’s devilish mouth devours me, doing what he does best, and, in moments, I’m trembling around him. The orgasm is strong, delicious, and so fucking intense that my entire body jerks as I whimper, trying to muffle the screams that so desperately want to come out. Body still shaking, I don’t even notice when Muff stands, but before I know it, his cock is inside me.

It's dark, delicious, and the kind of fucking I’ve been dreaming about. I love everything about the way his cock fills me, stretching me, burrowing deep until I can do nothing but open my mouth in a silent scream as pleasure courses through my body. Muff fucks me against that sink, my dress up around my hips, my panties merely shoved to the side as he drives his cock in and out, his hand on the mirror behind me, his long red hair down around his shoulders, making him look like a fucking warrior.

I love him. Fuck, I love him.

“You have the sweetest,” he grinds out, “tightest little cunt. I’ll never get enough of being inside you.”

God damn.

Gripping his biceps, I tip my hips up to take him deeper and I no longer care about the noises of pleasure leaving my throat. I’m going to cum, and I’m going to do it exactly how God intended, loudly. Muff growls with pure, raw, primal lust when I cry out his name, shaking around him. He follows along only moments later, biting down onto my shoulder as he barks out a pleasured curse.

“You’re so fuckin’ wet, honey,” he murmurs against my neck. “I don’t want to leave.”

I smile, and when he lifts his head, I capture his lips in mine and kiss him, deep and hard.

He tastes of beer, and me, and everything I love most in this world.

I never want this feeling to leave.

Muff is everything.

He’s fucking everything.

EYES WIDENING, I GAZE at the two people on the sofa.

I just barged into a room, looking for Muff, but what I didn’t expect was to see a biker and a woman, fucking right there in front of me.

That’s club life for you, I suppose.

During all my years with Hogan’s club, I managed to avoid people having sex. There was a lot of it, probably more than there is at this club because Hogan’s club was a bunch of vile, rotten pigs. Those men exploited and used women, treating them like dogs. They had no respect and no values, and even their old ladies weren’t treated the way they deserved.

The woman, who I’ve never seen before, is on the man’s lap, only she’s not facing him, she’s got her back to his chest, and he has an arm curled around her as he helps her slide up and down over his dick. The position is thrilling, to say the least, and I make a mental not to try it out.

In front of me, her pussy is exposed, her clit hard, and I can’t help but watch his cock sliding in and out of her. My gosh, I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like it, so up front and personal. Her breasts bounce as she moans, clearly getting closer and closer to her release. My legs clench together, and it doesn’t seem to matter how much I try to convince myself this is wrong, I can’t turn away.

A hand slides around the front of me and I yelp, but it is quickly muffled when another hand goes over my mouth. “Hush, baby. You don’t want them to hear you.”

Muff.

My cheeks burn, knowing he just caught me watching two people having sex. He no doubt thinks I’m some kind of perv, and he’s probably right. I am. It’s just one of those situations that anyone would find it hard to look away from. It almost feels as though you’re frozen in spot, not fully believing what is right in front of you.

“Do you like that?” He murmurs into my ear, and I immediately shake my head, not wanting to admit that for a moment there, I was turned on.

“You’re lyin’ to me.”

Pushing back, I slip out of his arms and rush away, not wanting to risk those two seeing us watching them. It’s wrong, on so many levels, and I feel ashamed for enjoying it. I don’t stop until I reach the large open garage where all the bikes are currently sitting because it’s raining out. Only when I know we’re alone, do I turn to face Muff, who is following me.

He’s got a dark, hungry expression on his face, and I’m not sure that I want to ask the question that bubbles on my lips.

“Do you like that?”

He grins. “Nothin’ wrong with watchin’ people fuck, Jaybird. It’s a natural feeling to be turned on.”

“It’s creepy and weird,” I mumble, crossing my arms, trying to get the ache between my legs to dull.



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