Biker Stepbrother - Part Three Read Free Page A

with it, only he clipped too deep and cut into his flesh. I’d never heard anyone yell so loudly, and to see my tough older brother in so much pain that he was writhing on the ground like he was dying brought tears to my eyes.
    Big Nash and Mom came flying out from behind the screen door but the garden shears were long gone and Nash was standing there like he’d done nothing. Like he’d just approached the scene. I was just a kid. We all were. But I couldn’t believe Nash could just wipe the emotion clean off his face like that.
    Gray climbed into bed with me. We’d ridden for most of the day and in the hot sun and on desert highways. He rolled over towards me and his lips curled into a devious smirk as his eyes trekked downwards, over the length of my body.
    He wanted to put the conversation to bed so that he could bed me. Memories of the night before flooded my body, mind, and soul, setting me on fire and making me want nothing more than to feel his thick, veiny cock deep inside me once again. I squeezed my knees together before releasing them and spreading my legs for his hand, inviting him to fuck me once again.
     

FOUR – GRAY
     
    I supposed she had a point. Nash wasn’t really himself lately and I’d been too wrapped up in my own shit to really pay much attention. But it was the way he reacted to seeing Everly that really threw me for a loop. That wasn’t like him. He was usually a bit of an ass, but not to that degree. He looked at her like she wasn’t welcome, and I’d never seen him give anyone that sort of look unless they were from a rival gang.
    But I didn’t want to think about it. I wanted to bury my face in her tits and pussy and fuck her head into the headboard. I wanted to fuck her so hard we’d break the bed, and then I wanted to do it all over again.
    I wanted to taste her. Touch her. Feel her curvaceous body beneath mine. I wanted to fuck her six ways to Sunday and eat her pussy until she begged me to stop.
    “Gray,” she moaned as I lowered myself between her thighs and tugged off her pants. I peered up as she squeezed her eyes shut and bit her full bottom lip. She wanted it just as bad.
    We’d only been reunited less than a week, but already I knew I could never be without her for the rest of my life. She made me feel whole and happy and loved. Things I’d never felt before, at least not to that degree.
    My tongue swirled her clit as my fingers pried apart her folds. A sweet musk escaped her warmth and invaded my lungs. When I was finished, I crawled up to her and unbuckled my belt. Instinctively she grabbed my cock and palmed it, bringing it towards her lips.
    “God, you have the most fuckable lips I’ve ever seen,” I sighed. I straddled her, my hands braced upon the wall behind the bed as she sucked the length of my cock. Warm and moist and fast, she loved every inch of me.
    I thought about stopping the impending load I was about to blow all over the inside of her fuckable mouth, but I didn’t. I let it happen. I spewed hot cum inside her wet and waiting mouth, and watched as she swallowed it with a smile, wiping her lips when she was finished.
    I slipped my hands down to her wet pussy, massaging it briefly. “I’ve got big plans for that tonight.”
    She bit her lip and pulled me closer, avoiding my mouth. Smart girl. No man wants to taste his own dick. She kissed my neck and dug her fingers into the muscles of my back, as if she couldn’t get close enough to me.
    I lay next to her and wrapped us up in warm covers, settling in for a good nap before my big meeting. I didn’t wanted to think about anything else but her, and as it seemed, nothing else was as important as she was.
    As soon as Nash helped set the guy straight, I fully intended on turning in my cut and driving away with Everly on the back of my hog. I wasn’t sure where I’d take her. Someplace safer than Bolton and shitty lives we’d had, that was all I knew.
     

FIVE – EVERLY
     
    “Where you going?” I