For the Love of Beard (The Dixie Wardens Rejects MC #7)

Dropping one of my hands from her ass while I continued to work her pussy with my tongue, I unhooked my belt and unbuttoned my jeans, freeing my cock with impatient, jerky movements.

Once I had them unzipped and my underwear pushed down below my balls, I slowly worked the length of my cock as I brought my tongue up to her clit and encircled it once before sucking the bundle between my teeth and biting it lightly.

The moment I did, she started to come, and I groaned as her pussy throbbed.

Not wanting to miss the grand finale, I thrust my tongue back into her, continuing to work her clit with my nose, and growled when I felt the rhythmic movements of her inner walls pulsating around my tongue.

“Oh, fuck me.”

That was the plan.

But I adored the way her hips were jerking, not to mention I loved the way she’d practically dropped all of her weight on my face as she came.

She was on the verge of smothering me the best possible way when she finally pulled away.

“Jesus Christ,” she breathed, dropping to her knees onto my lap.

The movement put my cock and fist between her splayed thighs, and each time I jerked it my knuckles bumped her over sensitized clit.

And that’s what I did. At least until she moved away, up onto her knees, and demanded I ‘put it inside of her already.’

She moved on her own, lifting one leg up to allow easier access in the tight space that the chair allotted us, and moved until my cock was at her entrance.

The moment that it was slotted and in position, she sank down until her pussy met my fist.

“I could probably get off like this if you left it there,” she decreed, fucking herself with just the first inch and a half of my cock.

I growled something incoherent and yanked away my hand, bringing it up to my mouth to lick the wetness off that she’d left behind when she sank down on me.

“Tasty,” I growled, then pulled her mouth down to mine before taking her hips and shoving up with so much force that she cried out in surprise.

“Jesus,” she gasped into my mouth.

I fucked her hard, pulling her up and down so roughly onto my aching cock that she threw her head back in exaltation.

“I’m going to come again,” she mewled, eyes closed and rapture taking over her face.

I bent forward and sucked her nipple into my mouth, uncaring that the t-shirt she still wore covered it.

The odd sensation was enough to cause her to cry out again.

My hand traveled under her shirt, down her naked back, and delved between her ass cheeks, hesitating over the puckered ridged entrance of her asshole.

Her head went back, and her eyes dilated, letting me know that she really wasn’t offended, or put off, even the slightest, by my finger probing her asshole.

Traveling past it, I stopped at the entrance to her sex and gathered some wetness, swirling it around my fingertip and coating it fully, before dragging it back to her puckered opening.

After gentle probing, I slowly eased the tip of my finger inside, and groaned when her entire body locked as she threw her head back and moaned, ripping her nipple from my mouth.

“Oh, fuck,” she gasped.

I watched her face as I did what I did next.

I started to guide her movements with my finger hooked in her ass, only using slight pressure on her backside as I pulled up, urging her to move faster.

She didn’t complain. Not once.

Even when I started to lift my hips and take her harder.

“More,” she demanded.

I lifted her shirt this time and latched onto her breast, sucking it into my mouth and growling as she sank her fingernails into the side of my neck at the move.

“Oh, Jesus.”

I bit down lightly on that turgid peak.

She exploded. Completely detonated.

Everything seemed to freeze for a long second. Her body went stiff. Her hands clenched on my neck, and although I’d never been into asphyxiation before, this worked for me.

Seeing her face locked in pleasure, I forgot everything. My problems. Why I hated this world sometimes. Why I needed to find something else to do with my life. Ungrateful asshole kids.

All of it was gone, and in its place was Audrey.

She surrounded me, filled my heart, and I never wanted her to leave.

Watching her come was the next best thing to heaven.

When the explosion came from her, I wasn’t prepared. Not for the force of her reaction, and not for the way she nearly rendered me immobile when she went too far up and let my dick slip free of her.

But her hand was there to save the day as she wrapped it around my pulsating length, and started to jack me off in smooth, rough pulls.

She did it better than I would’ve done it myself, expertly moving her hand up and down my slickened shaft.

I found myself no longer able to hold it in, and I came so hard that my come splashed onto her chest and narrowly missing her face.

The sight of my release running down her chest was enough to send me to my knees had I not already been sitting on my ass.

She worked me until every last drop was wrung from my cock before she let me go, staring into my eyes as she did.

Then she smiled.

Long moments later, after we came down from our highs, she collapsed limply onto my chest, smearing sweat and my release all over both of us.

My finger was still inside of her, and I slowly inched it out, loving the small moan that left her lips when I did.

“This is definitely something I thought I’d never want to do,” she whispered. “But, with you, everything seems right.”

I slowly trailed my fingers down her spine, causing her to shiver.

“You liked that, honey?” I growled, loving the way her cheeks flushed with pleasure.

She nodded. “Yeah.”

“You want to do that more?” I asked. “Explore?”

I felt her jaw clench, and then she nodded once more.

My grin said it all, but it quickly faded when I heard my phone hit the floor.

The fall shook the phone out of pause mode, and I heard myself on the video yelling at the person to ‘stand down.’

She got off of me, pushed away from my chest, and bent down.

Heedless of my come dripping down her chest and neck, she reached for the phone and hit pause, then shut it down with quick fingers before tossing it onto the couch by my side.

“Let’s go take a shower,” she ordered. “We can think about all of this tomorrow.”

“Are you telling me to forget my worries and go to bed?” I asked, amused.

She nodded. “Let’s adult tomorrow.”

I hummed in acknowledgement, but only because I agreed with her.

Tomorrow would be soon enough to adult.

“I love you, Audrey.”

She moved back toward me and laid a soft kiss on my mouth before offering me her hand.

“Let’s go,” she murmured.

I went willingly, and I found myself sleeping less than an hour later when I didn’t think I would again.





Chapter 16


Don’t break anybody’s heart. Use this cup to break their bones. They have 206.

-Coffee Cup

Tobias