Mya Rides Again: A Hotwife Erotic Short (A Hotwife Rides Dirty Book 2) by M. L. Patterson

Author:M. L. Patterson [Patterson, M. L.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: hotwife, cuckold, cheating, erotica, adultery
Publisher: Khloe Creative Publishing
Published: 2022-12-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

“Beckett knows Damian?”

“Oh, yeah, babe. That’s how I met him.”

I put a hand on my hip as the door closed behind me. Although, I didn’t feel like I had much of a leg to stand on to get sassy with my husband. After all, the only thing keeping Beckett’s cum from running down that leg was the scandalous pair of gym shorts I wore on my walk of shame back to Grant and I’s room. If anything, I was about to receive another disciplinary session. My pussy tingled at the thought.

I ducked into the bathroom, looked in the mirror, and ran a hand through my hair trying to straighten some of the “just fucked” wildness out of it. I don’t know why. Grant surely knew what I had been doing. Still, I felt exposed.

I tried to shake it off and fight for some manner of posturing in the conversation. “So, I gather you and Damian must have become pals, huh?”

Grant slid up behind me and kissed my neck. “You could say that. Heck, I might even get invited to join the Asphalt Slayers Club.”

“The who?”

“You mean to tell me you’ve fucked two members of their club, and you don’t even know the name of it?”

“Beckett is in the club?”

Grant chuckled. “Beckett is in the club. Except they don’t call him that. To them, he’s Coyote.”

“Huh.” If you had told me even six months ago that I would have fucked an ‘Axle’ and a ‘Coyote’ from a biker club, I would have laughed my ass off in your face. Look at you now, Mya.

I turned to face Grant. “Well, I learned something about Damian that I bet you didn’t know.”

Grant rested his hands on my waist and leaned back to look into my eyes. Oh, god, his eyes. Looking into them after fucking someone else and seeing his love for me disarmed me on a whole new level. For a second, I forgot my point. “What was I saying?”

Grant smiled. “You know something about Damian that I don’t know.”

“Oh, right.”

“Which I might know it. Clearly, I’m becoming well informed about the local biker club. But let’s see what you’ve got.”

“Ok, smarty pants. Did you know Damian had an ole’ lady?”

“What’s an ole’ lady? Like a grandmother? Don’t we all have those?”

My eyes lit up, and I pointed a playful finger at Grant’s nose. “Ah hah! See! I got you.”

“It seems you did. So what it’s not a grandmother?”

“No, it’s my least favorite biker slang term. And it means his steady girl. His one and only. And no, you better not start calling me your ole’ lady or I’ll knock you off your bike.”

Grant laughed.

My finger on his nose stiffened as my eyes widened, trying to find seriousness. “Grant, for real. I hate that term.”

“Noted. So, what happened to her?”

“Well, that’s the sad part. The woman tattooed on his arm is her. Her name was Riley, but they called her Stiletto, hence the red stilettos in the tattoo.”

“Oh, wow, yeah, I remember those now that you say it.

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