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“Touch me, and that’s assault,” she practically sing-songed, but he didn’t look bothered.
“Does that count if you’re trespassing? You must be completely fucking clear on the law there, right? What measures are we allowed to take to protect our property from interlopers. Anyone?”
“Look, we’re just doing the rounds to ensure things are above board, and I can’t see any reason we need to bother you any longer,” the male officer said, earning himself a savage glare from the woman. She definitely had some kind of issue with the club, but what was it?
“In other words, get fucked,” Grease growled, advancing on the woman, and shoving Micro aside in the process. Oh no, if he touched the policewoman, he’d be arrested!
A second later, that’s exactly what happened, and then we had to stand by and watch as he was put in cuffs and arrested, but the crazy bastard was laughing the whole time. Baiting the police, and joking with his biker brothers about how he’d be back once they had to release him, like it was a done deal.
We watched them leave, and two of the bikers dragged the gates closed again.
“He said to call his lawyer, so I’ll sort that,” Harley said, having been briefed, and given access to the important contacts, at the very least.
Micro sighed as we walked behind Harley back to the clubhouse, and the small office he’d taken over. As soon as we were inside, he pushed the door closed, and leaned against it, looking exhausted.
“That’s not how I thought our day would start. Cops nosing around? Grease doing his best to keep them interested. Him getting fucking carted away in cuffs… Fuck’s sake.”
I stayed quiet, because I felt like I should have done more, and I was no use to him in those moments at all, but could I be now? I stepped right up in front of him, pressing my hands against his chest.
“Can I offer you comfort, Micro? It seems like today’s going to be a ball-ache too.”
He snorted. “You’re too adorable to come out with stuff like that. Ball-ache. How fucking amazing are you?”
I smiled, and lowered myself onto my knees.
“Let me show you.”
“Fuck, babe, you don’t have to do that. You shouldn’t be on your knees for me. I’m the fuckup here. You’re my fucking queen.”
Forty
Here’sthedilemmafora man, right? Who doesn’t want his dick sucked? If there are men who aren’t into it, I’ve certainly never fucking heard of them. Who wants their dick sucked?Every. Fucking. Man.
But it’s Sophie, and this place isn’t somewhere I ever want to see her on her knees, so I dragged her back up and stared at her for a moment. She looked hurt, like I was rejecting her, but that wasn’t the case, not by a long way. There were no windows in this stuffy little office, but there was a lock on the door. I pressed a finger over those pert lips of hers before she could speak.
“Get naked while I lock this door. You’ll be on the desk, babe, no way in hell you’re meant to be on the floor like that. Definitely not this floor, and definitely not for me.”
She gasped, and backed up, pulling at her clothes while I turned, locked the door, and then dug my phone out and switched it off. No fucking interruptions. That was the plan. Next, I shoved all the crap off the desk onto the floor, because I needed the whole thing for what I wanted. She was naked when I turned back to her, so I quickly shed my own clothes, tossing the shit cut I had to wear right on the floor with the rest. If it’d been a new Phoenix cut, I was starting to realise that would be rested somewhere with respect, but not that piece of crap I had to wear right now.
“Get up on the desk, sweet thing. We’re gonna do things a little differently.” I guided her up, laying her back with her head off the edge of the desk, and her legs spread wide, and she got the picture pretty fast, reaching back to grab my hips and drag me within reach, so she could slide that wet mouth of hers over my cock. I pulled back and leaned down, kissing her gently.
“You need me to stop or move back, slap my skin, anywhere, and I will. Promise me.”
She nodded and opened her mouth again, ready to suck me deep. I backed off again, and she let out a whine as she reached for me.
“Nope. Don’t like this for your neck.” I dragged her back onto the desk fully, and moved up onto my knees above her on the hard surface, working with her to guide my cock into her mouth, as deep as I could go, angling into her throat. She gagged and I hesitated, but she didn’t slap at me, so I leaned over and pressed her legs wider, putting my mouth down over that sweet pussy of hers, and starting to lick. Soph’s hands settled on my ass, and she let me fuck her throat with gentle strokes, as I tongue-fucked her like a fucking savage. The contrasts were blowing my mind, because I had no idea I could be gentle like this, but for her, anything was possible.
When she made choking sounds, I pulled back to allow her to breathe, using two fingers to keep teasing her pussy, and then I went back to fucking her throat, as I tongued her clit and tore ragged gasps from her, which emanated over the flesh of my cock, and teased me further.
I was ever ready for a slap against my skin, a warning that she needed to stop, but it never came, and instead, I was the one suddenly backing off and pulling away, because I was too close to coming, and that wasn’t getting wasted.
“But…”
“Not wasting it, baby. My cum goes up inside you, to give you that baby we want so much.”
I moved around the other side of the desk, leaning over to wrap my arms around her thighs, dragging her to the edge, and then I was inside her, and fucking her hard. I kept her legs pinned against my chest with both arms, so all she could do was take it, and bounce back against me, and that was making her yelp with each thrust, but in the best possible way.
“Oh god, oh godddd!” Her pussy clenched around my cock, and I had no choice but to unload into her, as pleasure roared through me, and right back into her. I held her tight against me, so she had to take every drop of my cum, my legs fucking shuddering under the onslaught of my orgasm. Fuck me.
