Page 44 of Eight Bikers' Heir

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Page 44 of Eight Bikers' Heir

Bradley tore my shorts and panties off before pulling his black t-shirt off, exposing his built chest and abs that I wanted to drag my tongue all over. He slipped his hand between my thighs, brushing two fingertips through my folds as he pressed me back against the door.

“Not good enough,” he murmured near my ear as his fingertips swirled around my clit. “But you’re certainly wet enough.”

I whimpered as I grabbed his upper arms, digging my nails into his tattooed skin.

“I can’t even beg well enough for you now? You’re so damn stubborn,” I bit out.

Bradley quieted my complaining by pushing his two fingers inside of me, curling deep to nudge that spot that nearly made my knees buckle.

“Beg. Don’t complain,” he told me.

Part of me wanted to argue, but I desired him too badly right now. I couldn’t wait. I leaned forward and kissed up his neck toward his ear as I caressed the back of his head with my hand.

“Please. I want you to fuck me so badly,” I murmured, knowing how desperate I sounded.

It seemed to be what he wanted to hear because he continued working his fingers in and out of me.

“That badly, huh?” Bradley replied as our eyes locked. He was dragging me along at this point, tormenting me in a twisted way that turned me on even more. I was at his mercy. Just how he wanted it to be.

“Right now,” I told him. “Make me scream your name.”

That was the right move. Bradley drew his hand away from me before grabbing the back of my thighs and lifting me up to press my back harder against the door. He reached below me and freed his hard cock, lining himself up with my entrance before pushing inside.

I clawed at his shoulders, holding onto him tightly as he bottomed out. A weak whimper broke from me as I adjusted to him, reveling in the pressure and stretch. With a nod, I coaxed him to start moving, thrusting up into me at a gradually quickening pace.

Bradley pinned me against the door and rocked into me over and over, not letting me slip. He kept me right where he wanted me, fucking me hard and deep.

“Don’t you hold back those moans,” he warned me.

I couldn’t even if I tried. Pleased sounds broke from me as he pounded into me, my head starting to spin from the heat and bliss. The feeling was overwhelming, threatening to take over me like a crashing wave.

“Right there,” I breathed out as he lifted my ass more, hitting the perfect spot to make the twisted sensation in my stomach tighten even more. With him slamming against that spot over and over, there was no way that I was going to last much longer.

Bradley buried his face in the crook of my neck, sucking a mark into my skin that made me cry out in bliss.

“There we go. That’s what I want to hear,” he said in a low voice that made goosebumps raise up on my arms.

I tilted my head back, letting him litter marks on my throat and the side of my neck. When his teeth pressed into my shoulder as he slammed home, his name was ripped from my throat, filling the office. My orgasm took the air right out of my lungs, fire simmering inside of me and spreading everywhere.

Bradley finished at the same time, panting against my shoulder as he removed his teeth from my skin. He rested his firm body against mine as we collected ourselves.

“Hang on,” he told me before carefully carrying me over to the office chair to sit down. He crouched in front of me, sweat glistening on his forehead as he checked me over. “Are you okay? Wasn’t too rough, right?”

I smiled a little as his fingertips brushed over my stomach.

“Nope,” I quipped, feeling much more at ease now that we were actually talking. “Feel free to be even rougher.”

Bradley cracked an amused grin.

“Dirty girl,” he replied as he rubbed his hands up and down my thighs. “I never hated you. I was just… wary. I care about these guys, and I didn’t really know anything about you.”

“I’d like us to get to know each other. I want to be close to you like I am with them,” I told him, hoping that he felt the same way. We could get along really well if we just tried.

Bradley nodded as he held my gaze.

“I think I was just irritated because I didn’t want to be attracted to you,” he admitted. “But obviously, I’m not the only one whose eye you caught.”

A blush crossed my cheeks as I lowered my eyes for a moment. I had no idea how I caught the attention of these amazing guys, but I hoped that I didn’t lose their affection. I loved the dynamic that we all had, and I knew that it was going to be even better now that me and Bradley were trying to get along with each other.




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