Byte by Mandy L Woodall

Author:Mandy L Woodall
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mandy L Woodall
Published: 2019-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

Rose

Holy motherfucking whore!

That shit fucking hurt. I pulled my mouth away from his to get some much-needed oxygen into my lungs while he stayed lodged deep inside me. Fuck, he was big. I felt like I was splitting in two.

The pain faded as he ran his lips and tongue along my neck, licking and nipping at the flesh. Pleasure rushed through me I adjusted along his length. I rocked my hips experimentally, and he groaned into my ear.

He leaned back and stared into my eyes as he slowly started to pull out and gently push back in. His hand fisted in my hair, and his eyes blazed with his passion for me. The deep brown depths entranced me as my pussy quivered with his movements.

“You feel so fucking good,” that sexy as fuck voice rasped.

“Yes,” I agreed wholeheartedly.

This felt fucking amazing. I needed more. I needed him to go faster. I tightened my legs around his waist and pressed the heels of my feet on top of his ass encouraging him to speed up his pace.

He took the hint with a loud groan as he started fucking me into the bed. My orgasm barreled down on me so fast I had no time to prepare. I exploded into a million pieces and threw my head back screaming his name.

His thrusts turned frantic before he stilled, and his hot cum flooded my core. His orgasm prolonged mine u-ntil I was a limp noodle. All my limbs were too heavy, and sleep was calling me. I was exhausted.

I felt him leave the bed moaning when he pulled out of my body. A minute later a warm cloth was placed between my legs before he wrapped his arms around me giving me the best spooning of my life.

It had been a few days since I went home with Byte, and I was still baffled at myself. I had no idea what I was thinking of climbing on the back of Byte’s bike, but the adrenaline pulsing through my veins made me feel alive. As soon as our eyes locked, I felt something settle inside me. The panic subsided, and warmth filled me giving me a sense of safety.

I felt comfortable with him and in his home. There were times I felt weird staying with him without knowing him all that well. Every time I asked about my car, he would find a way to distract me which usually led to us being naked. He had good strategy tactics.

Douglas (Byte) Trahan was a member of The Makers of Death MC for the last thirteen years. He was arrested multiple times for assault and once for possession. I knew his birthday, address, and that he had two younger brothers and one older sister. I knew he was in the Air Force until he was medically discharged a year before he joined the MC.

However, that’s all I knew. I didn’t dig any further than what a simple search engine gave me. I wanted to know

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