Agony – Ghost Born MC Read Online T.O. Smith

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Biker, Erotic, MC Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26853 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
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I nodded once. “I will.”

He closed my door and rounded the hood before pushing open the gate to the clubhouse property. I pulled off the side of the road and back onto the highway, heading for the motel I’d been at last night. And hopefully, Blakely wouldn’t be too far behind me.

A light knock sounded on the motel room door. I set down my phone and padded barefoot across the hardwood floor to open the door. Blakely smiled at me from the other side, the skin she had bared covered in my marks. My cock hardened so fast that for a moment, I was dizzy. I tightened my hold on the door and caressed her body with my eyes, admiring the tight little red dress she had on with matching platform heels.

Fuck, she looked amazing.

Reaching out, I circled my fingers around her wrist and tugged her inside before shutting the door behind her and flipping the lock. A soft gasp of surprise ripped from her sweet lips when I shoved her back against the door.

“Jax—mmmm,” she moaned when I licked into her mouth before claiming her addictive lips. Her arms twined around my neck as she eagerly responded, yet didn’t try to overpower me. I wasn’t a man for kissing; I avoided it like the plague. But fuck, I couldn’t help myself. Not when it came to her.

Gripping her beneath her thighs, I lifted her, pressing her harder against the door. Her ankles hooked behind my back, and she ground her sweet-smelling pussy over my aching length. Her thong was already drenched.

“Jax, please,” she begged as I nipped at the skin of her neck.

Reaching between us, I pulled my cock out of my sweats and then pulled her thong aside. She cried out when my cock slammed into her. I didn’t give her time to adjust. I just pulled out and shoved right back into her sopping channel. The door rattled with each thrust, and I had no doubt the people in the rooms on either side of us could hear her begs and moans.

I sank my teeth into her collarbone, and she screamed, her pussy walls tightening around me as she creamed my cock. I slammed my hand against the door beside her head and attacked her lips again. Her nails dug into my shoulders as I ground my pubic bone into her clit before fucking up hard into her again.

I licked a stripe up her neck before circling my hand around her throat, cutting off her airflow. Her eyes went all hazy, and her lips softly parted as she fully submitted to me.

“That’s my good girl,” I rumbled. She whined. “Come for me, Blakely.”

As if she was just waiting on my command, her warmth flooded my cock again, and I growled before pulling out of her, coming all over her pretty, red dress.

“Here,” I said softly, feeding her a grape. Blakely parted those sweet lips and took the grape in her mouth, chewing it as she closed her eyes again. I ran my fingers through her hair, my heart knocking hard against my breastbone when she snuggled closer to me. Her firm tits pressed against my chest, her nipples hard, but I ignored how good both of them felt.

Just wished it was as easy to ignore how right she felt being in my arms like this. Like she belonged right here with me.

“How are you feeling?” I asked her.

“Sleepy but good. Really good,” she murmured, her warm breath fanning my neck. “Can I shut my eyes for a few minutes?”

“Sure, sweet girl,” I said quietly, the term of endearment slipping past my lips before I could stop it. Using it during sex was one thing. When I wasn’t making her delirious with pleasure… it felt like it meant something more. “Just rest.”

I adjusted how I was lying so she could rest her head on my chest. It only took mere seconds for her breathing to fully even out. I ran my fingertips up and down her back beneath the blanket and shut my own eyes. I could do with a few minutes of shut-eye, too. Then, I’d head out, get her a change of clothes since I ruined her dress, and send her on her way.

Tightening my arm around her, I relaxed a little more, my other hand coming up to wrap around her arm that was draped across my stomach.

And just like that, I was out.

CHAPTER FIVE

Jax

The twittering of birds broke through my sleep, and my eyes snapped open. The spot next to me was cold and empty, and Blakely was nowhere to be found when I looked around the room. Her dress and heels were gone, and her car keys had been picked up from the floor. The door also wasn’t locked anymore.

I sighed and scrubbed my hands down my face before scratching at my beard. She’d left, and I had to admit that I didn’t fucking like it. It left a cold feeling in my chest like something was missing.


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