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“You ready to make me scream again, baby?”
I pried my eyes open to stare at the club girl who had followed me back to my room last night. Ithaca’s mouth was still swollen from where I fed her my dick. On her knees. Seeing my attention lingering there, she bit her bottom lip, rolling it between her teeth in invitation.
“So, what do you say?”
I didn’t care what any other man said, waking up and getting your dick sucked first thing in the morning was the fucking best.
“I’ll get you off after you get me off,” I rasped, my voice rough from sleep.
With a sly grin, she slid down my body and settled between my legs. Pulling my cock out fully, she wasted no time taking it between her lips, hollowing her cheeks as she took me deep into the back of her throat. I knew she could take that last couple of inches, though, so I held the back of her head and flexed up. As Ihit the final barrier of her throat, my cock made her choke with a wet sound.
As she sucked me, I thought of my little voyeur and how good she would look with my cock in her mouth, struggling to fucking breathe. I bet she would use her teeth on me, swirl her tongue around the head, and suck at my pre-cum.
I snapped back to the task at hand when Ithaca’s fingers flexed on my thighs. With lingering thoughts of Alex hijacking my mind, I felt the tingle of my orgasm starting down at the base of my spine, and every garbled moan and drop of saliva only spurred me on. After two more deep thrusts, I was coming—shooting my load down the back of her throat. Ithaca swallowed everything I gave her, licking the head of my dick one last time before sitting back on her heels.
She spread her legs, snaking a hand down to her clit. With her other hand, she played with each of her pierced nipples in turn, rolling the buds between her thumb and forefinger until they were sharp points. Behind her, the door to my room opened and Gunnar stood there silently, watching.
“How do you want to eat my pussy?” she asked me with a coy smile, unaware of the audience.
“Save that pussy for later, Nick,” Gunnar called.
Ithaca turned to look at him, then back at me. Her grin intensified. “I’d take both of you right now.”
“Another time, sugar,” Gunnar said. “We have club business to take care of.”
With a playful pout, she got off my bed, collecting her clothes as she made her way to the door. Gunnar watched her every move, staring at her breasts and her bare cunt. She sidled up beside him, running her hand down his chest.
“Do you have time to play?”
Gunnar took her hand and placed it on the bulge in his jeans. “What do you think? Go to my room. Wait for me.”
She walked across the hallway and into his room, shutting the door behind her.
“I thought we had club business?” I asked, stuffing my spent cock back into my shorts.
“You do. I have a pussy to eat…” He paused, then asked, “Did you take her bare last night? I don’t want to fucking snowball you as well.”
“I don’t fuck the whores bare.”
Gunnar grinned like he didn’t give a fuck either way.
“So, what is this club business I have to take care of?”
“I heard from my source inside the Michigan PD. They had someone at the cook house all night while it burned, and they said a couple of Devils drove by the scene. Said they slowed when they went past, checking to see what the damage was.”
Walking to my drawers, I pulled out a clean t-shirt and put it on. “Think they suspected it was us?”
“If they did, we would’ve heard about it by now.”
“Is that all you came to tell me?”
He shook his head. “My source also found out something else. Something you’d find very interesting.”
“What is it?”
“A witness has come forward. Said they were there the night your brother was shot. He said a guy on a Harley Fat Boy was the shooter.”
“Half the fucking Devils have a Fat Boy. Hell, half the Hunt do, too.”
