REIGN: A Motorcycle Club Romance Novel Read Free Page A

She brought one hand to his balls, cupping them and
fondling them gently while she bobbed eagerly on his cock.

 
    “You want this cock, baby?” he asked, tired of watching her gag on
him, wanting to watch her come as she rode him. She pulled away, a trail of
spit from the head of his cock to her lips, and nodded eagerly, biting her lip.

 
    He grabbed her by the shoulders, pulling her up and onto his lap. She
straddled him, her small breasts in his face, just asking for his attention. He
was glad to provide it. He pulled her crop top up, exposing her bra-less chest,
and leaned forward, suckling one of her nipples into his mouth as she slowly
lowered herself onto his massive rod.

 
    “Oh, fuccccckkkk ,” she moaned, and looking
up Reign watched her eyes roll back into her head as she took the entire length
of him into her tight pussy. She felt warm, and wet, and he moaned as he thrust
his hips upwards, filling her even more as his tongue darted around her
nipples, moving back and forth from one to the other, his hands kneading her
ass as she began to ride him.

 
    “Oh, God, fuck, Reign, you feel so fucking good,” she whimpered, her
hands draped around his neck now as she twisted her hips in a circle while
pumping up and down on his cock, her face growing red and her breathing labored
as she impaled herself on his member.

 
    Reign brought one hand to her clit, gently pressing against it as she
gyrated atop him, lowering herself forcefully onto his cock, no longer aiming
to please him, lost in her own pleasure. Just how he liked it. He thrust his hips
upwards to meet her, using his strong arm around her ass to help her move
faster, harder.

 
    “Yeah? You gonna come for me, baby?” he
said, watching as her eyes seemed to lose all focus, her mouth forced open into
an O shape as she got carried away, now not needing his help at all as her body
took over, demanding release, filled with his cock.

 
    She began to tremble on top of him, and he increased the pressure
against her clit. She looked down, her face almost pained, pleasure dripping
from her lips like nectar as she cried out in short bursts, her pussy dripping
onto his thighs. Her grip around him increased, and her eyes popped open.

 
    “Yeah, just like that, baby girl, fuck my dick, come for daddy,” he
growled, knowing that a girl like this was likely to lose her mind just from
the word “daddy”. He was right, and seconds later she was clutching him to her,
crying out as her pussy contracted around his cock, throbbing and milking it
for all it was worth, her body trembling in his arms.

 
    “Oh, god, fuck, yes, Reign, fuuuuuuuuuck ,”
she moaned, her hips gyrating against him wildly now.

 
    “Fuck yeah,” he whispered into her ear, pressing his hand against her
lower back to fill her even more as she bucked on top of him. He loved watching
her lose control, loved when women went crazy on his dick, begging for more.
Finally, the tiny brunette slumped against him, her hips now thrusting with
much less enthusiasm against him as she recovered from her climax.

 
    “That was fucking amazing,” she said, picking up speed now as she rode
him again. But he wouldn’t come that way, and he pulled her upwards and off
him, taking his own dick in his hands.

 
    “Take off your top,” he demanded, knowing that if she hadn’t already
been willing to do whatever he said, she certainly was now. She obliged
quickly, dropping the top to the floor. “Kneel down.”

 
    Again, she was happy to oblige, planting her hands on his thighs once
more as he stroked his cock, now slick with her juices. He looked at her face,
still flushed and rosy from her climax, her breathing not quite back to normal.

 
    “Are you gonna come on my tits, daddy?” she
asked, pouting, playing up the “daddy” angle. It wasn’t really Reign’s thing,
but he liked to do whatever made the girls happy.

 
    “Yeah, baby girl, daddy’s gonna come all