Chaos Bleeds, 11

Butler’s life is all about Chaos Bleeds MC. That’s all he’s ever known, and to make sure he could protect the club, he got clean when they needed him to. His past shouldn’t be haunting him, not now, but his new enemy is, in fact, his old one. The temptation is there, and all he needs to do is take it. 

Mandy hasn’t had a good life. When she was growing up, her mother would put her in and out of the foster care system. Mandy’s bad decisions all came to a head at once, and she had to change her ways or die. Now she cleans for a living, and working at the Chaos Bleeds clubhouse is a lifeline, especially if she can see a certain biker. His past doesn’t scare her. She won’t run or hide. 

Devil doesn’t have time for temptation or members who fall off the path. He gives Butler two choices: the drugs or the club. 

Can Butler deal without the club and stay on the straight and narrow? Will the drugs finally take him? Or will Mandy be his salvation?

Be Warned: anal sex, spanking

Excerpt:

Butler didn’t say a word. He stepped toward her, and she took a step back. The heat was clear to see in his eyes, and her body went from ice to fire within seconds. Her pussy grew slick, and her nipples hardened.

He closed the door, and they were alone in her apartment.

Swallowing past the lump in her throat, she stared at him, waiting.

He finally caught her arms and pressed her against the door he’d just stepped through.

He took hold of her hands, and pressed them above her head, holding them in place. His commanding presence delighted her.

With both of her hands locked in one of his, he ran the tips of his fingers down her arm, teasing a path toward her breasts.

He slid across one nipple, and she moaned, closing her eyes at the onslaught of immense pleasure from that one touch. He didn’t stop.

Butler pinched her nipple, then stroked his finger back and forth. He moved onto her other one, showing it the same kind of attention. Pressing her thighs together, she tried to create some kind of friction, but nothing was relieving the ache that he was building inside her.

She didn’t fight against him as his fingers trailed down her chest, going to the edge of her pajama pants as he held her in place.

It had been a long time since she’d felt this kind of arousal, and there was no way she was going to let him stop. Not right now, not ever.

He teased the edge of her pants and she licked her lips, waiting.

Instead of pressing his hand between her thighs, he lifted her shirt up. He made it so that it was covering her head but her body was exposed.

She gasped as he cupped her tit. He held her in his palm, and she couldn’t see anything. He kneaded the flesh, and the she felt the wetness of his tongue as he touched her. He slid back and forth across her beaded nipple, and she cried out, the pleasure going straight to her clit.

He sucked on the bud hard, using his teeth to bite down and soothe that pain with his tongue.

She whimpered, not wanting him to stop, just to keep on going.

The pain was almost so much that she nearly screamed for him to stop, but he didn’t. He kept on going, only stopping when the pleasure made her ache unbearably.

He moved to the next one, teasing, playing, stroking her body until he’d created a fire within her.

Butler had always intrigued her.

From the moment she started working for Chaos Bleeds MC, he’d captured her attention. She’d done everything in her power to hide it. She never fucked where she worked, even when she spiraled out of control. Bosses, work colleagues, she never slept with any of them. They were always random hookups.

She didn’t even think Butler realized she existed, and now his mouth was on her breasts, making her feel so good.

“Hold your shirt,” he said.

It was the first time either of them had spoken as he made her hold the shirt. His hand let go of hers, but still, she kept them above her head, not wanting to disappoint him.

He held her hips as he continued to lick and suck at her tits. Over and over he teased her, but he also wasn’t in a rush either, taking his sweet time to make her want him more.

“Are you wet for me?”