“I love you, too,” she cries, unbuckling my jeans. Thank fuck!
Our clothes fly everywhere and we collide, gasping and pulling at one another, bare skin to bare skin. My heart’s pounding a hundred miles an hour as I toss her onto her dresser. I smack her thighs and dig my fingers into her skin as I drag her to the edge and ram into her.
“FUCK!”
Her head leans against the wall behind her, her tits bouncing as I thrust in and out of her. She looks so fucking gorgeous with my cock buried deep. “Tell me you love me,” she moans.
SHIT!
I groan as her walls suffocate my cock. “I love you.”
Her ankles dig into my ass, pulling me in deeper. I look in between us and watch as her pussy sucks my cock in and out. It’s the hottest fuckin thing I’ve ever seen. My cock covered in her juices. I pull out and drop to my knees.
“What are you—?”
Her voice muffles out as my tongue thrusts into her pussy. She tastes so fucking good. “Ride my face, baby,” I groan biting her clit.
“Oh god, don’t fucking stop. Don’t fuckin stop.”
Her hips start moving in a wave as I work her with my tongue. I bring two fingers up to my mouth and suck on them. I return my mouth to her aching pussy and round her puckering lips with my fingers, shoving them in.
“FUCK!”
I don’t stop; I know she likes ass play. I continue to pump my fingers in and out of her as she rides my face. She starts shaking beneath me. She’s about to come and I want to be inside her when she does. I back up, stand, and replace my mouth with my cock, continuing to fuck her ass with my fingers as her cunt sucks at my dick. I lean in and take her mouth with mine. She licks and sucks her juices off my face, and her pussy grabs ahold of me so fuckin tight I can’t hold it in any longer.
“COME!” I groan into her mouth, and she does, fuck does she. I bite her lower lip as I shoot inside of her. I remove my fingers and drop my head to her neck, kissing it softly as we both try to catch our breath.
After a few minutes of silence, she finally whispers, “You really love me?”
I lean up and look at her as I ram my limp dick inside of her playfully. “Yeah.” I say, and for the first time today, she smiles.
***
Chapter 33
Storm
That night…
We’re all at the old clubhouse finally letting the guys party. Drugs are scattered everywhere and the clubhouse is packed with whores. I’m sitting on Mason’s lap, watching Piper work the pole. She just keeps getting better and better. Braxxon and Winter sit down beside us, and I ask, “What now?” It’s true. No more Russians. There’s nothing left for her uncle but revenge. The money is already gone. It was gone the moment her mom came and signed the paperwork. He lost a lot of men trying to take us out. Braxxon expects maybe one day his anger will fuel him to return, and I imagine he’s probably right.
“No more rival MC, no more Russians,” Braxxon chuckles.
What?
“No more rival MC?”
“Nope, gone, notta, took out their clubhouse and their prez; they ain’t coming back.”
So no more Travis. Oh! “Mason… does that have anything to do with the trash bag day?”
He chuckles against my ear. “It has everything to do with trash bag day.”
Figures.
“Mason?” Braxxon asks.
“Trash bag day?” Winter giggles.
“Yep, don’t ask, Winter, and shut up, Braxxon,” I mumble.
Fuckers.
Mace and Tatiana come strolling up and flop into the couches in front of us.
“So Mace, still wanna be a prospect?” Braxxon asks him seriously.
“Am I still here?”
Woah!
“He’s definitely your fuckin son.” Braxxon just chuckles and I’m sensing this is what Mason used to act like if it doesn’t faze the Prez.
“Anyway Mace and I are headed out; just wanted to let the parentals know.” Tatiana teases.
“Where are you goin?” Mason questions.
“Brother, sister bonding shit.” Mace answers.
Not gonna fly there, young buck.
“Where?”
Tatiana sighs. “Just out.”
They get up and start to walk away.
“Stay away from the fuckin club!” Mason yells.
“Like I’d take my brother there. What the hell is wrong with you?” Tatiana calls back.
That means shit. That club is huge. They could split up, and I sense that Mason knows that because he nods to a prospect, and the prospect follows after them.
“You ready for that shit, Prez.” Mason growls.
“I am.”
Awe.
But really. “What now?”
“We rebuild, we start over, and we take care of our Breakneck family.”
Winter smiles.
The End
Shadowing Me
A look into Chapter One
Subject to change as rewrites may happen.
Chapter One
I slam harder into this nameless face's mouth, willing and begging her to gag on my cock. I need to inflict some pain. It’s true I’m a sadist. Not a sick ass sadist. I just need to cause a little pain in order to cum. I don’t have a fucked up tragic past that makes me the way I am. I just need it to release. Regular fucking doesn’t do it for me. I found that out when I was fifteen and I wrapped my arm around my girlfriend’s neck, choking her as we both came. She was shocked, yet she didn’t run away. She simply got dressed, hopped on over to her piece of shit computer, and waited for the slow ass internet to dial up. She then Googled my need to choke her to cum. We researched for hours upon hours until we figured it out. I was indeed a motherfuckin’ sadist. She was my best friend and gently let me down, telling me she could no longer see me. That shit broke my heart. We had been fucking one another since the age of thirteen, and when I choked her, I knew it scared the living shit outta her. Who could blame her? I sure the fuck couldn’t. Once I figured out that was exactly what I needed to get off, I started seeking out older women. Women that knew what I needed. I’ve fucked and hurt countless women, and they enjoyed that shit. See, this bitch that has my cock in her mouth right now just isn’t doing it for me. I shove away from her and start cursing at her for being in a club she doesn’t understand. Everyone knows what I need here.
Dammit!
She cries that she doesn’t understand, and I zip my pants, pat her gently on the shoulder, and tell her to do some research. I’m clearly not in the mood to try again with another nameless cunt so I say my goodbyes to my best friend. He happens to own this club, and my President and his wife are about to take it out and he has no fuckin’ clue. As I walk out and the fresh air hits my face, I breathe it in deep, welcoming the feeling into my lungs. I felt like I was suffocating in there. There isn’t anything worse than being tortured by your own fuckin’ downfall. I straddle my bike, start her up, and head to the clubhouse, praying I don’t run into Tatiana. I want that girl bad, so fucking bad, but not even she can get my dick hard unless I think about tying her up and putting some welts to her. I just know she’s waiting for me. Something in my bones can feel it when I pull into the clubhouse parking lot. I light up a joint and make my way to the building. As soon as I open the door, walk through the hall, and start taking the steps up to my new room… I get the scent of sex. I fling open my door and the doobie falls outta my mouth, hitting my new carpet. I can’t even think about Winter kicking my ass for burning a hole in my new carpet because the beautiful, sexy, young Tatiana is naked on my bed. I kick the door shut and stomp on my joint as I watch the show she’s putting on for me. Her small delicate fingers work her clit around and around as her eyes stare directly into mine. Her breathing is heavy and by her smell, I know she’s about to cum. She’s about to cum so hard, but what throws me off is my dick starts twitching in my jeans and that snaps me outta my Tatiana induced coma.
“T… whatcha doin’ here darlin?” I laugh, barely making it seem as if she’s affected me.
She grins at me. Her eyes twinkle with mischief and I know she’s up to no good. I know Tatiana so well; I just know my bitch is trying to make a point.
“Oh, Shadow baby, I’m about to cum so hard. That’s what I’m doin’ here.” She answers, her breath ragged, full of sex.
I watch. Fuck do I watch. I’ve wanted this girl since I watched her plop down on the couch in the old clubhouse and eye fuck me like no one’s business.
“Say… T… darlin’,” she begs.
I grin and push my shades up to the top of my head and cross my arms. She wants to play games. I’ll play.
“T… darlin’,” I breathe out huskily.
And that’s when it happens. That’s when my devilish, curious girl let’s go, cumming all over my bed. Her chest heaves up and down for a few moments before she stands, snatches up her dress and throws it on. I’m still fuckin’ dazed as to why she just did this.
“Why?” I smirk.
She gracefully walks over to me, placing her hand on my half-hard cock and murmurs into my ear. “Because now when you lie down in your bed every night… you’re gonna think about laying with my cum. You’re gonna think about me touching myself and how badly you wanted to be the one to do it.”
Fuck Me!
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Other books by Crystal Spears
Talania – A trip down memory lane
Withstanding Me - A Breakneck Novel
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Acknowledgements
My family – for putting up with my hours upon hours of hiding away to write this novel.
My Editor – Katie Mac, my love for you is overwhelming. You are my Southern Mama!
Harper Sloan – My BFFSM – I am thankful every day that you contacted me and that we’ve became inseparable.
Jodi Murphy – I can never, ever forget about you. Who could? You’ve been there since day one, literally!
My Betas – Oh my, my betas. I love each and every single one of you.
• Danielle Plane – your honesty is much appreciated. And you do so much for me. I heart you long time.
• Becky Nichols – your promoting skills are what help make me. I heart you long time.
• Julie Deaton – You have a heart of gold and I will cherish you forever. You and your eagle eyes.
• Danielle Calcote – Your honest commentary and your hilarious commentary gets me through editing.
• Amy Concepcion - Now you, chicka, are the most honest of them all!!!!! I thank you!
• Lea Marika – My Final beta reader. Thank you!
• Debi Barnes – My Final beta reader and I also loved being cursed at by you when shit doesn’t go the way you want it to in my manuscripts!
• Elle Wilson – You are the sweetest thing!
My readers
Without you, my Breakneck Series would have never taken off the way it did. You made me a best seller. I will be forever grateful for my readership! I heart you guys!
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Thank you!