Creed: Fallen Angel's MC Read Free Page B

uneasy.
    “She was just about to show me what those fuckin’ lips of hers can do.” The little red heads hand tightens on my thigh when I grip her wrist. Fuck this bitch; she started this now she is going to finish it.
    “I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Glaring over at her, I narrow my eyes. She doesn’t fucking realize who the hell we are or what we just did but I’d hate to have to show her.
    “You’ll give my boy there anythin’ he wants sweetheart, if you don’t want your brains all over that motherfuckin’ wall.” Something breaks in Trig. I’ve never heard him talk to a woman like that and I can’t say that I don’t like it. I’m not the type that’s violent towards women usually.
    Feeling her shudder at his words just makes me harder. I am one twisted fuck these days I guess.
    “Get to it.” Snapping at her, she flinches slightly before reaching for my zipper. She drags my dick out slowly before licking her lips again.
    “Baby, get your fuckin’ sweet lips wrapped around me now.” Growling she leans down quickly.
    As soon as her mouth is wrapped around me, she bobs her head up and down. I knot my hand in the back of her hair forcing her to take me deeper. I want this bitch to gag on the sheer size of me.
    “That’s right. Suck it hard.” Growling I can feel my heart rate kick up. Damn her lips are amazing. The suction this girl puts behind it has me bucking my hips to meet her.
    Glancing over I see Trig with his hand under the table. Nasty motherfucker is getting himself off to this.
    I feel my fucking balls tighten up. I jerk my dick out of her mouth but keep her head in place. I spray my seed all over her face. She is going to be a fucking sticky mess when she gets up.
    “Lick it up darlin’. Every fuckin’ drop.” Pushing back towards her lips, I finish up before moving her to the side to tuck my dick back in my jeans.
    Red sits up and wipes at her face before grabbing for the napkins and trying to clean herself off. Good luck.
    “You look good like that baby.” Trig adjusts himself while he watches her wiping at her face. She doesn’t look too happy though.
    “You want to hang out?” She takes the chance to ask me but that isn’t going to happen.
    “Hell no. You did your job.” Redness creeps across her face before she quickly slides out of the seat and Trig laughs.
    “Fuck man. That was nice.” Trig laughs before I motion to the waitress for some more beers.
    “That was fuckin’ very nice. Glad we came.” I lean back and wait for my beer to arrive.

 
     
    Creed 4 years later
    “Give me another beer.” Yelling down the bar at the pretty little whore with big tits may not have been necessary but I still did it.
    The club sent us out on a run that went to hell. A few drinks aren’t going to drown that shit out anytime soon.
    “Here you go, Creed. Let me know if you need anything else and I mean anything.” Leaning across the bar so her tits spill from the top of her low cut shirt, she gives me an eye full. God I love these Angel chasers. That’s what we call the whores around here.
    “What the fuck is goin’ on, Creed?” Fly, the club VP sits down next to me motioning for his own drink. Shit, this motherfucker is the last person I wanted to deal with today.
    “Shit happened Fly. It is what it is.” Tipping my beer up to take a long drink before Fly’s hand knocks the bottle from mine. That officially seals the deal on my bad mood.
    I stand up and grab Fly by the back of his neck before my other hand connects with his jaw. I’ve had just about enough shit for one day.
    Fists fly and we go into an all-out battle. Fly has never liked me from the day I started prospecting to the day I was patched in. He needs to grow a fucking pair and realize that I’m moving up the ranks and his old ass might lose his spot, that’s what it all comes down to.
    “What the fuck?”  Hands land on my shoulders yanking me back when I see the same being done to