Page 15 of One Night with the Biker

A video sounded innocent enough, but her tone suggested it was something I wouldn’t fucking like.

“I don’t think she knew he was recording her. It’s just a short clip where he comes in her mouth when she wasn’t expecting it. She gagged, he ordered her to swallow, and then the video ends.”

Dayton stirred, wiggling on the carpet like a fucking worm. Ainsley was a woman now, which still blew my fucking mind. Neither here nor there. I didn’t want her with a biker because I didn’t want her caught in the crossfire like our mother had been. I hadn’t wanted her with one of those high school freaks because teenaged boys had big fucking mouths, and I tried not to kill women and anyone under eighteen.

In my eyes, absolutely no one was good enough for her. And, yet, Cyrus Morgan swore to me his candy ass son would be perfect. The kid had a clean record, earned good grades, and came from excellent stock. Most of all, he had money, connections, and was headed to New York. Cyrus even claimed Dayton hadn’t had many girlfriends because he didn’t want to bring shame on his future wife.

Corny and pathetic, but whatever. He’d sounded so perfect for Ainsley. I didn’t want to believe the waitress. Just as I hadn’t believed Kylie.

Unfortunately, when I ordered him to unlock his phone and show the clip in question to me, I discovered the truth. Seeing was worse than hearing because Ainsley was on her fucking knees and topless. I knew she didn’t have a shirt on because the camera captured them from a side angle. Presumably so he’d have an excellent view of his cock sliding in and out of her mouth.

He tightened his grip on her hair, held her head in place, and smirked at the camera before coming. She jerked away and gagged. In response, he grabbed a handful of her hair, tipped her head back and ordered her to swallow his jizz.

My blood threatened to melt my fucking veins and boil through my skin. Rage was too mild a word for what I felt. Somehow, I calmed myself. That fucking coward would go into hiding and I needed to keep my focus where it belonged.

I walked to the waitress and handed the money to her, then set the phone back on the nightstand. The heat of Dayton’s miserable gaze followed my every move.

“I can explain, Roman,” he said again.

I’m surprised my smile didn’t crack my fucking face. “She’s your future wife. I have no place in your relationship.” I widened my grin. “Especially your intimate moments.”

Puffing out his chest, he hopped to his feet and dusted off his expensive trousers. “Right, right. I knew you’d understand. Maybe you can get one of the club girls to give her tips. She can’t suck cock to save her life. And, just so you’d know, I didn’t touch her pussy. I only eat special pussy and since I’m marrying Ainsley, she don’t cut it. I also like that the white veil will mean something on the wedding day.” He finished with a clap to my shoulder.

He’d bleed to death if I cut his cock and balls away too soon. I still rearranged the order of his dismemberment: Fingers, hands, lips, nose, tongue, balls, cock.

“What time are we going back to the casino?” he asked.

“Change of plans.” I didn’t want anyone to say we’d been together today. “I was an asshole to Kylie and I want to spend the day making it up to her. You’re on your own today.”

Grinning, he winked at the waitress. “I intend to fuck your mouth raw, babe.”

She glanced at me. I didn’t know if she’d finger me when he turned up missing, so I shrugged and smiled as if I didn’t have a fucking care in the world.

“I have a thing for bikers,” she said, staring at my cut. “Do you and your girl want to join us? You can fuck me while Dayton fucks her.”

Dayton’s eyes lit up. “You’re my kind of woman, babe.”

I needed to add eyeballs to my list. “Kylie likes her cunt eaten—”

“Fuck yeah,” Dayton crowed. “I’ll eat that hot box. Tell him, babe.” He winked at me and puffed out his chest. “I drowned in her pussy juice and licked her asshole.”

“You tongue fucked my ass,” she agreed.

He patted my back again. “She thought the way Ainsley gagged was the funniest shit she ever saw. Said I should’ve slapped her across her face. That’s how she learned to suck good dick.”

I nodded to her. “Can you come with me? I just remembered I have a few more Bennies in my room.”

She jumped out of bed, unashamed of her nudity and the dried cum on her thighs. As she passed Dayton, he grabbed her and kissed her.

“Whenever you’re ready,” she said.

“My rooms five fucking doors away. Get a sheet.”

“My friend works night shifts here. She said the cameras on the floors are down. Only the one by the front desk works.”

“Don’t take too long,” Dayton called as I led the waitress into the hallway.

Inside my room, I found Kylie back in bed, her eyes red and swollen. When she saw the waitress, she sucked in a breath.

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