Life After Taylah
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“No, it’s off that movie, what’s it called?” Addison protests. “Back To The Future!”
We all lose our shit laughing, Spike even falls off the log he’s sitting on. Addison crosses her arms and glares at us, but I can see her fighting a smile.
“His name,” Jackson chokes between laughs. “Was Emmett Brown.”
“Was not daddy,” Addison says, crossing her legs.
“Oh god,” Janine snorts. “Oh, Addi!”
“All right,” she says, throwing up her hands. “This game is finished!”
“Fun spoiler,” I tease.
She grins at me and then turns to Cade. “You better have my back, biker.”
“Always baby,” he laughs.
We get back to the game, gliding through it with ease. Jackson gets up about ten minutes after we’ve finished it, and walks inside. I hesitate a moment, but decide to follow him. I find him in the kitchen, staring at his phone. He looks up when I come in, and I can’t help the lusty smile that creeps across my lips.
“That smile scares me,” he says as I step closer.
“It should.”
He grins and steps forward, putting his hands on my hips and pulling me closer. I smile up at him, staring at his rugged face. So gorgeous. So fucking perfect. My fingers go up and lightly trace his jaw, admiring the perfection that is Jackson. His eyes grow lusty as he pushes my body against the counter.
“Everyone else is fucking tonight,” he rasps. “Guess it’s our turn.”
“We can’t fuck here,” I purr. “But we can do other things.”
His eyebrows shoot up and he murmurs, “Oh?”
I grin and slowly slide down his body, sheltering mine with the counter. Jackson groans when he figures out what I’m about to do. His hands grip the counter as he presses his hips forward. I rub my cheek against his jean-clad cock, causing it to stir and swell. I hook my fingers through the belt loops of his jeans and press my face over his cock, breathing hot air through his jeans.
“Fuck, darlin’, don’t tease.”
I lift my head and look up at him. “Do you want me to suck your cock, Jackson?”
“Well fuck, now I do. Let’s go to the laundry.”
“No,” I say, popping the button of his jeans. “Let’s do it here.”
“Someone could walk in any fuckin’ second, baby,” he says, his voice husky and low.
“That’s the fun part.”
I release his cock and smile as it throbs in the palm I curl around it. He groans as I slide my mouth over the head, licking and sucking gently. My other hand slips in and finds his balls, and I squeeze them softly, causing guttural grunts to leave his throat. I slide his cock deep into my mouth, swirling my tongue up and down the throbbing length.
“Yo’, Jack’s,” I hear a voice say and I stop sucking right away.
Jackson’s hands go to my hair and he pushes my head down again, encouraging me to keep going. I know it’s because he’s close.
“Ain’t a good time buddy,” he rasps to what is clearly Spike.
“Fuck,” Spike chuckles. “You gettin’ your dick sucked right now?”
“Somethin’ like that,” Jackson bites out.
“I heard your girl likes public displays of affection. Atta girl, Serenity!” he calls to me.
I flush and close my eyes, taking Jackson deeper. His hands tighten into my hair.
“You gonna fuck off?” Jackson growls.
“I think I’d like to watch you come, see you turn into a big fuckin’ pussy.”
“Fuck off, Spike!” he hollers.
With a laugh I hear the back door shut.
“So close baby,” Jackson grunts. “So fuckin’ close. Suck me harder, take my cock deeper.”
I love when he talks dirty to me. I slide down further, sucking him into my mouth as far as I can possibly take him. He moans and my hands squeeze his balls, rolling them until I feel his cock swell in my mouth. Then I feel him release, shooting deep into my throat. I take all of him, and then I release him and lick his sensitive tip.
“Fuck,” he groans. “You suck me so fuckin’ good.”
He takes my arms and hauls me up, crushing his lips down over mine. Our groans tangle together and we kiss like it’s the last breath we’re going to take. His hands cup my ass and he pulls me to him, deepening the kiss. By the time he pulls away, I’m panting.
“I’m goin’ to make sure you get your fun when we get home,” he growls, running his thumb over my bottom lip.
I grin. “I look forward to it.”
Oh boy, ain’t that the truth!
JANINE
I giggle as Muff lifts me into the air and puts me down on the chair. He grins at me, placing a kiss on my lips. I turn to the rest of the group, all of them sitting at the dinner table, and flush.
“Seems like you two are missin’ out,” Cade laughs. “The rest of us have had a memorable thanksgiving, I’m sure Spike has a room you could borrow.”
I roll my eyes at him just as Spike grunts, “No fuckin’ way, my bed is for my woman’s pussy only.”
“Spike!” Ciara chastises him, to which he gives her a sexy wink.
Bikers.
“Who said anything about a bed?” Cade pipes up. “There’s plenty of other places to have a good fuck – the bathroom, the laundry, the kitchen...”