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“Another uneventful night, huh?” I nod to E as I take a pull of my beer.
“Yup. Don’t know why people think a biker’s life is exciting.”
“Me neither, brother.”
“What happened with you and Little Miss Blue Hair?” he asks, quirking an inquisitive brow.
“Nothing. She’s seventeen.”
“Ouch. So close but yet so far away.”
“Not too far. Only three months.”
“And you’ll just be waiting in the shadows, won’t you?”
“Something like that.”
My gaze locks with Super Head’s. She smiles seductively and then bites into her bottom lip. She’s not built like Raven, certainly not as pretty either, but attractive in her own way. She’s skinny by anyone’s standards and a little top-heavy due to her enormous, fake tits. I love curves. A man needs something to hold on to. It’s a good thing that’s not what I’m looking for tonight. I just need to get a certain blue-eyed vixen out of my head. This bitch might be just what I need. I smile back and she instantly begins to move toward me, flipping her brown hair as she passes some of the other girls. E chuckles.
“Oh, shit. Have fun, man.”
“I fully intend to, E.”
I down the last of my beer and slam the bottle on the bar, then walk off toward the rooms in the back, knowing she’s following behind. After unlocking my door, I step aside and allow her to precede me. She watches me, licking and biting her lips in anticipation as I close the door. Her tits are popping out of the gold, sequin number she’s wearing.
“Drop the dress.”
The moment it hits the floor, I regret the command. The chick’s just skin and bones. As I look her over, my mind starts playing tricks on me. She’s a few inches shorter and her hair goes from brown to black – with streaks of blue. Her hips curve out and pasty white skin turns to caramel. The erection that had almost died springs back to life.
“Gage…”
She speaks and the mirage disappears. Fuck. I reach into my pocket for a condom as she begins to undo my belt.
“On your knees.”
She drops to the floor and stares up at me like a ravenous beast, licking her shiny, red lips. She pouts as I drop my jeans and roll the condom on.
“Why do you always wear a condom?”
Because I fuck with cum buckets like you.
“I want to taste you, Gage. I want you to come in my mouth.”
“Stop talking. That’s not what I need your mouth to be doing right now.”
She flicks out her tongue and trails it across her top lip, showing off her tongue ring. Any other day, my dick would already be in her throat. Now, I can’t even look at her, let alone have her touch me.What the fuck is wrong with me?
“Clasp your hands behind your back.”
She does as she’s told then leans forward and licks the head of my dick. I close my eyes and just let her do her thing. She starts out slowly, gently sucking as she moves up and down. Gradually, she increases the pace. I tell you…there is nothing like the feeling of having warm, wet lips wrapped around your dick, especially when those lips belong to a human vacuum cleaner.
“Fuck!”
She moans and I feel the vibrations in my balls. Damn, she’s good. But my mind just won’t let me enjoy this. In my head, it’s Raven kneeling before me. It’s her mouth, her lips, her tongue making me feel the things I’m feeling. It’s her dazzling blue eyes staring up at me. My dick twitches and gets painfully hard. I hit the back of her throat and groan. I feel like I’m floating on a cloud right now. She comes up for air and I look down. I see green eyes instead of blue, and anger blazes through me. What kind of man thinks about getting head from a kid? Well…teenager…almost adult? Whatever she is, it’s wrong.
I grab a handful of Super Head’s hair and stuff my dick back in her mouth. I try to block everything out except one thing – catching a nut. I just need to come and get this over with. As I pump my hips, I hear her gagging and gasping for breath. I push her head down as far as I can. When she grabs my thighs, I look down again. She’s staring up at me with frightened, watery eyes. Her mascara is running, forming black lines down her cheeks. She’s heaving, saliva oozing to the floor. I pull her head back and allow her to catch her breath.
Like the trooper she is, she jumps right back into the game, grabbing my dick with both hands, and sliding them up and down with just a slight twist. She drops one hand but continues with the other as she sucks on the head. Her free hand gropes my balls as her head bobs on my dick. Fuck, that feels good. She sucks harder and my balls tighten. I throw my head back and snap my eyes shut as I come with a roar. Leaning against the wall, I try to calm my breathing.
