Unlawfully Yours (Lawless MC #1)

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I don’t know what to expect as I swing my bike into Allie’s driveway, flicking out the kickstand and killing the engine before easing my leg over the saddle.

It’s been a couple of days since I saw her at the hospital and a part of me wondered if she was avoiding me. So many times I’ve wanted to reach out but ultimately talked myself out of it, opting to let her make the first move.

She knows how I feel, it’s up to her what happens next, which is why my stomach clenches as I make my way up her driveway. The last thing I expected tonight was to receive her call telling me to come over, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t out the door in five seconds flat. I had the choice of spending my evening alone, settling for replaying the memory of what we did, again , as if I haven’t been doing that every single night ever since, or reliving it for real.

Which one was I gonna choose?

It’s only a couple of seconds after I knock on the door that it opens and my breath catches in my throat when I see her standing there.

Her thin tank top clings to her body perfectly, leaving a thin strip of skin on show between her top and her pyjama shorts that sit low on her hips. Her hair is bundled into a messy bun at the top of her head and her face is free from needless makeup, save for the pink shimmer on her lips.

She doesn’t say anything as she widens the door, allowing me room to enter, and as soon as I step inside, I can feel the buzz of electricity between us. It prickles at my skin and that feeling only intensifies when she shuts the door behind me, the lock clicking into place, sealing us off from the world outside until it’s just Allie and me.

I turn to her, about to ask her why I’m here, but I’m silences when she fists my kutte in her hands, shoving me backwards against the wall and slams her mouth to mine. It takes me a minute to get up to speed as she deepens the kiss, my blood spiking when her tongue skims the seam of my lips, seeking entry into my mouth and I open for her, allowing her in.

Fuck, she tastes sweet.

I love how she controls the kiss, it turns me the fuck on but I need more. I spin us around, pinning her between me and the wall as one hand dives into her hair, taking a handful into my fist as I regain control, my tongue lashing desperately against hers, fighting for dominance. My other hand squeeze her ass, grinding her against my hardening erection, which when I’m around her, doesn’t take long.

Kissing Allie is something else. Her taste is addictive, her scent intoxicating to the point it’s maddening. She consumes me in every possible way, and I’m not sure if I’ll ever get enough of her.

She pushes my kutte off my shoulders before reaching down for the buckle of my jeans but I catch her hands in mine before she can continue.

“Allie, wh—”

She silences me with a finger against my lips. “No expectations. No explanations. Just this. Just us .”

I’m not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, and I’m sure as fuck not about to turn down the opportunity to have this woman again.

There isn’t a single rational thought that passes through my mind. Because right now, my dick is doing the thinking for me as I take her ass in my hands and lift her, guiding her legs around my waist as I dive back in for another taste of her mouth.

My dick strains painfully in my pants and I’m too impatient to make it all the way upstairs to her bedroom. With her legs secured around my waist, I carry her through to the open plan kitchen/diner, setting her down on the dining table. My mouth moves from her lips down to her tits, sucking her taut nipples through the fabric of her tank top. She throws her head back as a moan slips free, her hand cupping the back of my head to hold me to her.

I pull away just enough to tear her shirt over her head, leaving her in a sexy little red lace bra that leaves nothing to the imagination, her hard rosy pink nipples poking through the delicate lace.

My fingers trail over her body, pinching her nipples, making her whimper.

“Take this off,” she tells me, tugging at my shirt.

I pull it over my head and toss it onto the floor and her eyes eat me up. I love how my skin prickles under her gaze as her eyes rake hungrily over every part of me.

I reach for her waistband and I can’t hold back my groan as I peel away her shorts to find the tiniest scrap of red lace I’ve ever laid eyes on barely covering her beautiful pussy.

Fuck, she’s a vision.

“You get dressed up just for me, baby?” I smirk, noting how her panties match her bra.

“Maybe,” she says through a playful smile.

I groan. “You’re really trying to kill me, aren’t you?” She might just succeed because the sight of her alone is enough to have me coming in my pants like a fucking teenager.

“My naughty little pixie,” I rasp as I take her mouth with mine.

My hands knead her tits, pulling them free from the lace as I dip down to suck on them. They’re soft and full, the perfect size to fill my hands, and my mouth.

Her fingers rake through my hair, holding my head down as I continue lapping at her nipples that are as hard as diamonds, sucking and licking, making her moan when I take them between my teeth, tugging on them gently while my hands explore her thighs, rubbing them back and forth.

“You like it when I suck on your tits, pixie?”

She nods as she peers down at me, her eyes heavy-lidded with lust. I pull back to meet her heated gaze.

“Gonna take my time with you tonight, like I should’ve done the first time. Need to taste your pussy.”

I go to move to my knees, but she stops me, a flash of uncertainty in her eyes. “I’ve never… I mean, nobody’s ever…”

“You’ve never had your pussy licked?” I ask.

Her eyes flare at my dirty words but she shakes her head. “My ex never cared for it.”

What the fuck? What man passes on the opportunity to feast on pussy?

It’s a fucking privilege.

I make a mental note to track down this pathetic piece of shit and show him what a real man looks like.

“I’m gonna hazard a guess and say he wasn’t man enough to make you come either?”

After a moment, she shakes her head again and my teeth grind.

I pull her up so her chest is flush with mine, taking her chin between my fingers. “Those before me, you put them out of your mind right fucking now, and forget that prick you call an ex boyfriend. You’re with me now, and you will always come first. At least three times before I do and not an orgasm less.”

Her mouth curves into a smile as I lean in to kiss her before pushing her gently to lie back on the table. I kiss my way down her body, taking my time as I hook my fingers into her panties and drag them down her legs. Once they’re off, I pull her legs up so her feet rest on the edge of the table, exposing her pussy to me and my mouth waters.

She’s bare except for a little triangle of trimmed dark hair, like an arrowhead pointing to the jackpot and it’s sexy as fuck.

I drop to my knees, bringing my head level with her pink swollen pussy which glistens with her arousal. I glance up her body to see her watching me intently, her face flushed, awaiting my next move.

My dick aches with the thought that no other man has ever tasted her here, and no other man ever will if I have anything to do about it.

I position her legs where I want them. “Keep these legs spread wide open for me, pix, and keep those pretty eyes on me. I want you to watch me eat up every inch of you.” I dot kisses up the inside of her legs from her ankle all the way to her thighs, switching between left and right as I climb higher and higher. Her pussy leaks a little more for me as I work her up, teasing her, her scent intoxicating my senses.

“ Please.. .” My cock throbs at the sound of her plea.

I can’t imagine Allie being the type of woman to beg too often, she’s far too proud and stubborn for that, but to hear the need in her voice to have my mouth on her… fuck me.

She cries out as my tongue sweeps through her pussy lips, licking up her arousal, her sweet, tangy taste exploding on my taste buds like fireworks. Jesus, she tastes as good as I imagined. Better even.

I slide a finger inside her, searching for that spot that will drive her crazy while my tongue plays with her clit. I lick her slowly at first, savouring her taste, drinking in every mewl and every whimper that escape her lips, every quiver of her body and every clench of her pussy around my finger. I look up to find her eyes still on me, her lips parted as her chest heaves and it’s the moment my name leaves her lips that something inside me snaps.

I’m done savouring.

Now I feast.

I eat her like a man on death row, licking her up like she’s my last meal. Sucking her clit so hard she screams above me, her hands reaching down to fist my hair so hard my scalp stings but I welcome the pain, it means I’m doing my job right.

I fuck her with my finger while her body convulses above me, though I don’t let up and she goes off like a bomb. Her legs tighten around my head as she comes hard. I ride her through her first orgasm, keeping up my pace as I drive her towards another. I add another finger, my tongue swirling around her clit as she cries out that it’s too much, her clit too sensitive but I don’t stop. I couldn’t even if I wanted to.

She tastes too good.

Her hips lift up off the table slightly, rubbing her pussy on my face and I lick her harder, pulling out my fingers to allow my tongue inside, lapping at her sweet juices.

I spread her wide for me, reaching up to play with her tits while I fuck her with my tongue. It’s only a couple more minutes before she comes again, her orgasm shattering her as her legs shake and I can’t hold out anymore, her cries are too beautiful, her taste too sweet.

I need to be inside her. Now .

I rise to my feet, drinking in the sight of her spread out on the table, her body spent and completely open for me. Her cheeks and chest are flushed, her pussy wet and swollen, begging for my cock.

Unbuckling my belt, I pull it free from the loops and take her wrists in my hand, binding them together, securing them with the thick band of leather.

I pull out a condom from my back pocket before tugging off my jeans and underwear, leaving me just as naked as she is as I fist my cock that’s already leaking with pre-cum.

I don’t think I’ve ever been this hard before, but that’s what this woman does to me.

She watches as I slide the condom down my length, giving it a few more hard stokes before I grip her thighs, tugging her so her ass is hanging off the edge of the table, the tip of my dick grazing her entrance.

“You want my cock, baby?” I ask, squeezing the base of my dick as I guide it through her folds.

“Yes,” she breathes out.

“How much?” I tease, sliding the tip in just a fraction before pulling it back out.

“So much. Fuck me, Myles. Please .”

“You beg so good for me, pix. Let me reward you,” I say before driving my cock into her all the way.

She gasps as I take her, filling her completely and I give her a moment to adjust to me. I reach for her bound wrists and bring them over her head so she’s spread out even more for me.

I drag my cock out so slowly it’s painful before slamming back inside. I do this a couple more times until I find my rhythm, fucking her slow and hard.

I love how her tits bounce with every thrust. I love the sounds she makes every time I bottom out inside her over and over and I fucking love watching my dick disappear inside her pussy as I peer down to where we’re joined.

I ease her legs over my forearms, holding them open as I continue moving inside her, picking up my pace, feeling my orgasm coming on fast and strong. The new angle has her pussy clenching around my dick like a vice.

She tilts her hips up, searching for the friction of my pelvis against her swollen clit she needs to help her get off and she moans when she finds it.

She squeezes me again and I know she’s close.

“I want my name on your lips when you come for me, Allie. I want you to scream it.”

My words set her off as she cries out my name, her body shaking as her orgasm tears through her, her pussy growing even wetter as it takes over her.

“Myles! Yes!”

“That’s it, baby. Come all over my cock. That’s my girl,” I coax, riding her through her orgasm which triggers my own as I empty myself into the condom with a deep guttural groan. My thrusts begin to slow as I wring out the last remnants of my orgasm before I collapse on top of her.

My forehead rests between her breasts as I come down from my high and I stay like that for I don’t know how long as I regain my breath.

Finally pulling out of her, I dispose of the condom in the trash. I hate to admit it, but I’m gonna miss not seeing my cum seeping from her pussy like the other night. Despite how irresponsible I was for not using protection, the caveman in me loved seeing my mark on her.

Releasing her wrists from my belt, I carry her upstairs and into the bathroom where I fuck her again in the shower, her back against the tiled wall with her legs locked around my waist and her tongue in my mouth as the hot spray of the shower rains down on us.

She fits perfectly against me, she feels so good in my arms that I could stay just like this all day and all night for the rest of my life.

Once we’re out of the shower, she goes to her room to get changed as I head downstairs in my towel to retrieve our clothes.

When I reach her bedroom, she’s pulled on an over sized t-shirt and a pair of panties that has my mouth watering for another taste.

“I should probably go then, huh?”

She reaches for my hand, linking our fingers together. “Stay.”

Her words floor me because there’s nothing I want more.

I drop the towel from around my waist and climb into her bed beside her, pulling her back against my chest.

I know right now in this moment that I’m falling for this woman. Hard and fast. And I’m gonna do everything I can to make this woman mine.

Whatever it takes.