Free Final Ride Fallen Angel's MC 4 by Erin Trejo Page A

head.
     
“I know exactly what I’m asking for.” Why does she do this to
me? How? How can she calm everything?
    Slamming her body against the wall, I drag the little t-shirt she’s
wearing up her body, and toss it to the floor. My eyes roam over
her body. Shivers roll through me as I take in her beauty. She’s
the most gorgeous thing I’ve ever laid my eyes on.
Dipping my head, I suck her nipple into my mouth. Biting a little
harder than normal, I taste the metallic blood drip into my
mouth. Jersey cries out softly as her head falls back.
Running one hand between her legs, I feel just how wet she is
for me. She’s always ready for me.
    I slide a finger roughly inside of her as her body arches into my
touch. I want so much from her. Why is it so hard for her to
understand that I need her?
    Kissing between her breasts, I move up her chest toward her
neck. My fingers work that little pussy over as I slide them in
and out.
    “When will you see how much you mean to me?” Whispering
against her neck, she shivers. I nip her earlobe as soft moans
float from her mouth.
    “You mean everything to me Ryker.” Her voice hitches. I love it.
Turning her head, she captures my mouth with hers. The harder
she kisses me, the harder I pump my fingers into her.
Sliding them out quickly, I lift her, and toss her onto the bed.
    “Hands and knees.” Growling at her, she does as she’s told. I
quickly strip out of the rest of my clothes before climbing on the
bed behind her. With my belt in hand, I grab her wrists securing
them to the headboard.
“You’re goin’ to take all of me darlin’. Every last pent up
emotion I have, is all for you.” Slapping her ass roughly, I look at
it, it’s glowing red. Her moans just harden my dick.
    Positioning myself behind her, I slam into her. Jersey screams as
I grip her hips. Thrusting into her, I let out all of the frustration I
have in me. Every last piece of dread, and hate. I slam inside of
her with so much force, I feel like I’m losing control of myself.
My balls slap her clit, hard, and rough. The sound of our naked
body’s slapping against each other nearly chokes me.
    “Make me cum Jersey!” Slapping her one last rough time, I roll
my hips into her. Her body locks up as I cum gripping her hips in
a death grip. So much emotion floods me. I don’t know where I
would end up without her.
    “GODDAMN!” I let it all unleash on her. I fill her so full, I feel
dizzy. Sliding out of her, I untie her hands before dropping onto
the bed.
Jersey climbs on top of me before laying her head on my chest.
     
“I’m so sorry, Ryker. “Wrapping my hands around her, I hold her
close to me.
     
“I’m sorry too.”Chapter 24
     
Tank
     
“Their movin’ closer again. This shit is wrong.” Sitting at the bar
with a beer in my hand, I glance over at Creed.
    “I know. That’s why I wanted those cameras put in. I don’t want
them sneakin’ up on us.” I get what he’s saying, but it’s not
technically sneaking when they just show the fuck up.
    “What do you want to do? I don’t know if takin’ the lake trip is
such a good idea now.” Creed shakes his head as I take a drink. I
don’t want to argue with him but hell, he has a mind of his own.
“I think we need it brother. We’re all so fuckin’ wound up.”
Pulling out a cigarette I light it up before looking around.
    “I might hang back on this one. I don’t like leavin’ the clubhouse,
or the shop open like that. We haven’t even started work yet.” I
can see the pissed look in his eyes. I don’t care right now. Creed
is right on one thing. This shop and store are our futures. We
need to keep shit running right to secure that future.
    “What’s with you these days, Tank?” Shaking my head again, I
don’t want to talk about my personal shit with him, but on the
other hand Creed is my best friend, my second in command.
    “I don’t know brother. I just feel like I’m bein’ sucked down.