Free Duke: Fallen MC #1 by C.J. Washington Page A

needed to feel her silk wrapped around him.
    “So? I’ve seen the club pussy round here, I don’t know if you’re clean and…. how did you know I’m on the pill?”
    “I took them out of your purse and stuck them into your shower bag before I bought your stuff to your room. Have to say, I liked what else was in there, baby. You can throw them out, you won’t be needing them any more….well, maybe the lube.” He moved her hands that were restraining him around his shoulders and went back to grinding against her.
    “Stop distracting me, Duke! Are you clean?” Her face was bright red. She was embarrassed that he knew about her fuck toys? After the stuff they did last night that surprised him. She was still a bit shy with him and her innocence shone through.
    “Yep. Had checks two months ago and always used a rubber since. You?”
    He didn’t really feel the need to ask her. He could tell she wasn’t the kind of girl to fuck anyone and everyone. Nicole was like a shy, classy, sex kitten. The fact that he bedded her so quickly gave his ego a nice boost.
    “I’m clean. Got tested after my last boyfriend. That was nine months ago and you’re the only one I’ve been with since.” His dick was swelling along with his ego. He wanted to beat the shit out of anyone that had ever touched her or seen her the way he had. He knew better than to bring it up though.
    “Shit, baby, I need to give your neglected pussy some special attention now then.”
    He threw her over his shoulder and charged to his apartment. He couldn’t move fast enough for his liking and her quiet giggles tore through the last of his restraint. He felt fifteen again; he was close to blowing his load and he hadn’t even got her naked yet. He dropped her on the bed and started tearing at her clothes. Both stripped, they clashed together with sexual heat and anticipation. Sharp, frantic movements had them both quickly groaning their releases.

Chapter six
Nicole
    Nicole couldn’t believe she was in bed again with Duke. She’d been pissed at him all day after the way he left this morning, leaving her after only being awake for thirty seconds. Yet, as soon as he walked in she felt the air in the bar come alive and the unsettled feeling in her stomach disappeared. She couldn’t resist him. So much for her plan to make him beg next time. She’d had to listen to the club sluts talking loudly, for her benefit, that Duke liked to put it about, never slept with the same girl for more than two days and that his apartment was the equivalent of Hugh Hefner’s grotto. Jealousy had risen it’s ugly head and she’d wanted to punch each one in the face. Luckily, she was savvy enough to know when she was being baited and so pretended to not hear them. It didn’t have the same level of satisfaction that a swift kick in the shin would have had, but she enjoyed imagining it anyway.
    Being hooked on a guy this quick was so unlike her. She had entrusted Duke with her body and was constantly overwhelmed by his presence. She wasn’t irresponsible like her Dad and letting Duke take her last night, especially without a condom had her questioning her sanity. She made her last boyfriend wait nearly two months before they’d slept together, yet here she was in bed with Duke after knowing him for only two days.
    She was looking for something permanent not throw-away. That was why she’d made her last boyfriend wait. She thought if he valued her and got to know her, he’d appreciate her all the more in the end. How wrong one person can be. It turned out he was getting it elsewhere, that was why he hadn’t pressured her. Not quite the good guy she had him pegged to be.
    She really didn’t know anything about Duke at all. She’d watched him interact with his brothers. The friendship and loyalty he showed towards them was great to see. She also saw how he was with the club sluts and he acted the complete opposite. He ignored them and brushed them off him like an