Page 48 of Anarchy

“Make some calls too. We need more security and to change all the codes, because what we are not going to do is allow Jamie access to us right now,” I say as a ping hits straight into my chest.

“I hate that we have to do this, but he’s unstable,” Spade says, and I frown.

“I hate it too, Babyboy,” I whisper, climbing into his lap as he wraps his arms around me.

“Go make up with Ry. I’ll help Zayn,” I whisper, placing a kiss on his cheek.

“Thanks, Babygirl. I love you,” he says.

“I love you more,” I reply, getting up from his lap and walking over to the gimp.

“Ready, Gimpy?” I ask, and he smirks.

“You gonna be my nurse, Brat?” he asks, and I roll my eyes.

“You wish.” I laugh as I swing his legs around, helping him up. He wraps his arm around my shoulder as we walk to the back door.

“That’s eight. We get to ten and you’re going to force me to bend that bratty ass over and give it a beating,” he whispers as my cheeks redden.

“If only you could catch me,” I reply, and he laughs.

“I can do a lot of things. Don’t tempt me,” he says as we walk through the wet grass to the pool house.

If only he could. If only he could.

Chapter 27

Gagging Biker Bitch & Plans

Spade

Walking down the hall towards Ryder’s room, I enter and head straight for the bathroom. Turning on the shower, I strip out of my bloody clothes as I wait for the water to warm. Tossing my clothes into the hamper, I look over my shoulder behind me as Ryder watches from the doorway.

“You coming in?” I ask, and he nods, gripping his shirt and pulling it over his head one handed. I swallow thickly as I take in his tattooed skin and the way his abs flex with the movement.

“You got a little drool there, Ace.” He grins, pointing to the crease of my lips, making me smile as his eyes rake down my body. He licks his lips as he stares at my cock. Taking a hold of it, I wrap my hand around my length, stroking it as I watch his breathing pick up.

“Do we really need to take a shower right now?” he asks, stepping closer to me.

“I’m covered in blood,” I reply as his eyes meet mine.

“I don’t give a fuck about the blood. I want you, Reid.” He breathes, removing his jeans and boxers, kicking them away as I continue to stroke myself. He steps closer, running his fingers over my chest and down my ribs. He grips both of my hips, pulling me closer to him. Taking his cock in my hand, I hold both mine and his in my grip, using my hands to stroke us together.

“The lying stops here! You understand me.” I growl, tightening my hold on us. He hisses as I run my thumb over the tip of his cock.

“Yes, Ace. I understand.” He groans, licking up my neck. “I’m sorry, baby. I never meant to hurt you,” he whispers, biting my jaw. Tightening my grip, I pick up the pace, shivering as he moans in my ear. His hand wraps around my waist, palming my ass as the other toys with my asshole.

“Get in the shower, place your hands on the tile, and spread your legs,” I order, as I release our cocks from my hold. His eyes shoot up to mine, and I smirk, causing him to growl. He walks past me, opening the shower door, walking in and doing exactly what he was told.

Walking over to the vanity, I grab the bottle of lube from the drawer, then walk into the shower, stepping behind him. Grabbing my cock, I run it up and down the crack of his ass, smacking it a few times before opening the bottle of lube and pouring the liquid over my dick and down his ass. Leaning forward, I press my lips against his shoulders as I slide my cock between his cheeks. Pressing my body into his back, I wrap my arms around his waist, taking his cock in my hand, stroking him slowly as my other hand runs up his stomach and chest, right to his neck, squeezing his throat.

“You’ve been a bad boy, my little biker bitch. Bad bitches get punished.” I groan as he clenches his cheeks against my length, making it harder to thrust up and down his ass.

“I deserve it, Ace. Punish me,” he rasps as I take away his air and leave his cock dangling between his legs.

“Let’s see how tight this hole is today.” I groan as I line my cock up with his tight entrance, and push in slowly before pulling out and repeating my motions until he’s ready to take all of me.

“Touch me, please, Reid,” he begs, but I tighten my grip around his neck and hips before slamming into him.

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