Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 92782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
Then, after the ride back here, being pressed to his muscular back with his bike vibrating between my legs for twenty minutes, I was more turned on than I could ever remember being in my life. I had asked if wanted to come inside not expecting him to. When we walked into the room, he backed me up against the wall and claimed my mouth like he owned it.
The dirty words that came from his lips was a turn-on I hadn’t known I was missing. He seemed to be as hungry for it as I was. We had sex three times that night. It was incredible. I even lost count of my orgasms.
Wallace had never brought me to an orgasm during sex. He had always pumped a few times and groaned his release, then pulled out, taken off the condom, and gone to sleep.
Liam was nothing like that. He’d gone for hours.
I had used that memory to get myself off for weeks after hoping he’d walk back into the bar again. As the days passed and he didn’t return, I started realizing he wasn’t going to. I’d had a life full of disappointments. Liam was just one more to toss onto the mountain of others.
When my period was late, I didn’t think anything of it. I’d gotten off the pill when I left Wallace because it wasn’t something I could afford and I didn’t need it at the time. I figured it was messing with my cycle. Up until this week, when I woke up and ran to the bathroom to vomit. The nausea was gone by the time I had to go to work, and I chalked it up to something I had eaten the night before.
But the next day, it happened again.
The two blue lines on the pregnancy test appeared almost immediately, and I knew nothing would ever be the same.
I had googled The Judgment MC and Liam’s name. I didn’t know his last name, and that made it difficult. I couldn’t find a contact for any of them. They weren’t on the internet. Apparently, bikers didn’t do social media.
I opened the door and pulled my luggage outside into the sweltering August heat.
Liam didn’t want to be found. He’d left that morning before I woke up. No letter. Nothing. I lay there, hoping he’d gone to get breakfast. But five hours later, when I had to go to work, he still hadn’t shown up.
Here I was, six weeks later, knocked up, and I didn’t even know the father’s last name.
3
Liam
With my hand fisted in Pandora’s hair, I held her in place as I shot my load down her throat. I let out a deep groan of satisfaction as she gagged, unable to breathe. Fuck, I had needed that. She was by far the best cocksucker we had at the club.
Slowly I released her hair, then let my hand drop to the armrest of the leather office chair I was sitting in behind my desk. Pandora looked up at me, clearly pleased with herself as tears ran down the sides of her face, and she wiped the mess off her mouth.
I patted her cheek. “Thanks,” I told her.
She gave me a sultry smile and stood up. “Anytime.”
Closing my eyes, I laid my head back and waited for the door to close behind her. That was one of the best things about Pandora. She wasn’t clingy or needy. She sucked my cock like a whore and then went back to work. Not all the girls who worked at Devil’s were like that. Some wanted on my cock because they wanted the power they thought would come with it.
I opened my eyes and reached to tuck my dick back in my jeans and zip them up, then glanced at the time. If I didn’t leave now, I was gonna be late, and I still needed to change into something else. The doctor I’d been casually dating for a little over a month had asked me to attend a fundraising event with her tonight for the children’s wing of the hospital. It wasn’t formal, and the children were attending, so I’d agreed.
She was nice enough, and she was too damn busy to be clingy. There were no demands for something exclusive, and that made dating her easy. Sure, there were things about her that I wasn’t crazy about, but she was gorgeous, successful, and independent. She didn’t need me to take care of her.
The vanilla sex, however, wasn’t the best, and I had been sending for Pandora and the use of her mouth more often lately. Hell, I’d even bent Bellatrix over the bar last week and fucked her after she arrived for work, flirting with me and offering her cunt to release any of my stress. I’d sworn I wasn’t going to fuck any of the girls again after that. How was I ever going to settle down if I couldn’t keep my dick out of the strippers? I had to stop it.