A Rebel Love (Black Rebel Riders' MC Book 7)

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Author: Glenna Maynard
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in front of me. Hot ass. Her blonde curls whip in front of her face as she gyrates her hips. Her titties bounce as she shimmies and shakes. The bitch can move and she knows it. She grins at me as her slim, but muscular legs wrap around the metal post. Her body coils around the pole in a lover’s embrace.
    Amy is a club whore but she lives with Truth. He hasn’t claimed her as his, but no one else ever fucks her. Well, no one other than me.
    Truth crosses the room smacking Amy on the ass before he sits next to me, toking a joint.  His dark hair’s down dusting his shoulders. He normally wears it on a knot at the top of his head. I tease him and call it his bitch bun.
    He passes the joint to me. I take a hard drag and top off my beer. Feeling pretty fucking good right about now. Fixing to use Amy’s hot lips to make me feel a hell of a lot better. I brought Nona over to fuck tonight but the whore passed out thirty minutes ago in the recliner. She smoked too many bowls. I continue watching Amy, knowing she will give me what I need—a release, an escape from my haunted thoughts.
    She slithers across the floor on her hands and knees. Her red nails claw at my zipper. Scooting down on the cushion, I allow her to free my dick from the constraints of my denim prison. My cock is hard and ready to go. I’ve been hard for damn near an hour.
    Truth is already unlacing his leather pants and stroking his schlong next to me. I have seen the motherfucker’s dick so many times by now, his shit doesn’t faze me. We share our pussy on occasion, and tonight just happens to be one of those nights, a night where I have too much shit on my mind. The past invades my thoughts any chance I allow it to. Hanging with this crew takes all the shit that clouds my head away. They help me forget, if only for a while.
    I watch Amy, giving her encouragement as her red lips wrap around the head of my dick. “Fuck yeah, suck my cock while Truth tears up that pussy.” One hand grips her hair, while the other squeezes her nipple.  Her tender, pink skin hardens under my touch.  Her nipple is begging to be sucked but I can’t reach her chest from this position.
    She bats her lashes and continues to lick and suck me while teasing my balls. My precum leaks out coating her lips. I’m damn near ready to blow. Amy knows just where to touch me, lick me, and how hard to suck me. Her fingers pleasure me as her wicked tongue massages my silken flesh.
    Physically, I am all into this scene. Sharing a woman is a beautiful thing. My best friend and me dominate her, taking all she has to offer. Amy is the best fuck around when it comes to club pussy. Truth is a lucky bastard and he doesn’t even realize it. The way Amy looks at him, as if he holds the world, her world , I wish I could have that.  I tried finding it, but all I seem to attract are one-night-stands.
    Truth slams into her from behind sending my cock to the back of her throat.  Her mouth suctions me tight as her tongue swirls around my dick, damn near swallowing me whole. She gets me off quickly and her pretty little mouth swallows all I have to give.  I call her fast and Nona loud. Amy gets me off quick and when Nona comes the whole fucking world knows it.  If only the whore wasn’t passed out, she’d be screaming my name right about now. I could be balls deep in Amy; I know she loves being double-stuffed but my mood is crashing.
    Amy smiles at me and licks her lips one more time, her red lipstick now stains my dick. I slide to the side, excusing myself to the bathroom to clean up right quick. When I come back through her and Truth are hard at it. I nudge Nona with my boot. She doesn’t even stir. Fuck it ! She can sleep in the chair for all I care. Her neck will hurt like a bitch tomorrow, but that isn’t my problem.
    I leave Truth and Amy to finish each other off, taking my drunk, unsatisfied ass across the lot to my empty trailer. The place originally belonged to Foxie and Slim, then it went

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