Page 10 of Thorsten Wisely Dicey MC

Adrenaline is pumping through my veins. I knew it was a huge risk to step inside the clubhouse uninvited. No backup except for Kayden. Although, I don’t think he’ll risk blowing his cover to save my ass.

I hoped Thorsten, or one of the others who were at my house the other day, would step up and give me some protection. The way it all played out, though? Holy fuck. It sure was a “squeeze your butt cheeks hard or shit your pants” moment.

The arm around my waist is gone and Thorsten’s hand is now gripping my neck. I have no clue what’s going to happen next. The way this man faced his president, his own father, to step up for me, gives a hint of a promise that he won’t hurt me.

Only a hint ’cause the man has a harsh grip on my neck and is guiding me down the hall where he opens a door and roughly shoves me inside. Slamming the door shut behind him, he flips the lock and prowls toward me.

Thorsten’s voice is low and menacing when he says, “Do you know what you just did? Are you even aware of the damn consequences?”

His eyes are blazing, nostrils wide, and he’s definitely radiating a “what the fuck” attitude. The research I’ve done should have prepared me for this moment. Yet, it’s my newfound family by blood who gave me the backbone to react the way I need to within this moment.

Absolutely insane how complete strangers gave me the advice, but I now understand the difference when I’m confronted by a fuming vice president. On the other hand, the one who gave me the advice is the president of Broken Deeds MC…my cousin I didn’t know existed. One thing does make this undercover work easy with the advice from my cousin; I can be myself.

It’s for this reason I stay rooted to the spot and face him head-on. “I thought I was doing a nice thing by bringing you muffins. Excuse me because I didn’t expect to be claimed as soon as my ass passed the threshold. That right there is living in bizarro-world, buddy.” Without thinking I grab his leather cut and lean in closer to snap, “And the consequences you mentioned? They might involve shooting your father in the dick. So, be fucking prepared the next time I come over with freaking muffins, ’cause I’m bringing my damn gun when I do.”

A creepy grin slowly slides across his face.

Annoyance is still burning through me when I let go of his leather cut and shove his chest with my flat hands. “I’m not kidding, asshole.”

He catches both my wrists and pulls me closer. His voice is husky, his green eyes brighter than mine are filled with lust. My skin is burning with his heat seeping into me where his hands are on me.

“Livi,” he rumbles.

Butterflies are going insane inside my belly.

“Thorsten.” My voice is raspy, sultry, and sounds strange to my own ears.

This is the first time I’ve felt this level of desire flowing through me. The way this man is staring at me, as if he wants to completely devour me and doesn’t come up for air until he’s sated. It should be terrifying. Add the experience from a moment ago, and the fact I’m undercover and should not get involved…yeah, I’m totally fucked. Well, I’m about to if the look he gives me is anything to go by.

“Livi,” he rumbles once more, quickly followed by the words, “You’re mine now.”

I don’t have a microsecond to react because his mouth covers mine, and my brain simply shuts down. The way his tongue demands entrance, his groan rumbling through his chest and making my nipples hard? My body freaking sings to the tunes this man is creating.

His hands are on my ass, one slides up to my breast and I groan into his mouth. I find myself tugging at his belt, wanting to get my hands on his dick to give him the pleasure I’m feeling. The less than a handful of sexual experiences I’ve had in the past involved blow jobs.

This is something I want. It feels good and natural between us. There is no job or responsibilities, and what happens in this room between us only concerns me and Thorsten. The sounds this man makes deep in his throat makes my pussy clench. He oozes domination and pure sex.

I feel it in the way his hands are on my body, his tongue battling with mine, and how his cock is grinding against me.

Ripping my mouth from his I pant, “Pants. Off.”

The man grins, takes a step back, and slowly unbuckles his belt. I bite my bottom lip and watch as he shoves his jeans down to his knees and palms his cock. He uses one hand to stroke himself and uses the other to sink his fingers into my hair to fist it and pull me down. I keep my gaze locked with his as I kneel before him.

“Open your mouth and show me that tongue piercing.” He tightens his grip and I gasp at the sharp sting on my scalp.

I shove the barbell between my teeth and give him a glimpse of it. A rumble of a growl vibrates through his chest, and it shoots a thrill through my body. Slowly I open my mouth and stick out my tongue.

“Good girl,” he praises. “Such a feisty girl, and yet you’re on your knees right fucking now begging for my cock. You want my cum in your belly, don’t you?”

I narrow my eyes and right when I want to correct the man how I’d never beg for anything, that’s when he shoves his cock into my mouth straight to the back of my throat. Tears fill my eyes, and my gag reflex kicks in. A hint of panic slams into me. I have to close my eyes to focus and breathe through my nose. Once I do, I loosen my jaw and let him slip deeper into my throat.

“Motherfucker,” he whispers in awe and both his hands are now in my hair, pinning my head in place. “Such a hot sucking feisty mouth. Perfect for my cock.”

He moves his hips back and forth. Slowly at first. His hard, thick cock is sliding out and with a little more force glides right back in. I barely have time to tease him with my tongue, so I just let him use my mouth while I stare up at him.

Our eyes aren’t locked. He’s staring down at me, but the man is completely enthralled with my mouth and his own length. I hollow my cheeks and try to move my tongue to create an intense feeling for him and yet I’m horny as hell.

His thumbs are wiping at the tears streaking my cheeks. “So fucking gorgeous. Taking my cock as if it’s made to fill your mouth. Keep sucking and I’ll wash your throat with a load of cum. Yes. Fuck. Hold still. Dammit. Fuuuuuck. Take it. Take it fucking all.”

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