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Luca lays me down on his bed and pulls the shorts down my legs. He takes my underwear off before kissing my inner thighs. Trailing kisses down to where I want him most and I look up at the ceiling. Licking between my folds, I grip his hair, letting out a small gasp. He pushes the large shirt I'm wearing up and grips my bare waist.

He swirls his tongue around my clit and I moan as my eyes close. I grip the bedsheets with my other hand as my orgasm already starts to build. He sucks on it making me moan his name. His grip tightens on my waist and his tongue relentlessly sucks and circles my clit. Uncontrollable moans fall out of me as he pushes me closer and closer to an orgasm.

He suddenly stops and I groan. He chuckles and kisses up my torso, pulling the shirt over my head along with my bra. I tug at the hem of his shirt and he reaches over his head, taking it off. I help him, not wanting to waste anymore time. He leans down and kisses me as he takes his pants off.

I realize this is a kinda fucked up situation. There's a lot of things wrong with what we're about to do, but the again do you know how long I've been fantasizing about having sex with this guy? Ever since the night of my 16th birthday.The night I caught him masturbating with his bedroom door cracked open and just when he went over the edge, he groaned out my name and that made my hormones go crazy right then and there.

His pierced tip pokes at my entrance and he pulls away to watch my reaction. My mouth forms in the shape of an "O" and my eyebrows pull together as I grip his shoulders. He bites his lip with a smile, pushing himself all the way in. He groans before staying still and letting me get used to his size.

I wrap one arm around his shoulders while the other loops under his arm. My eyes close as his strokes stay slow and deep. His right arm, stays by my waist while the other is by my head.

He starts fucking me faster and I moan out, digging my nails into his upper arm. My eyes close and he sucks on the skin in the nape of my neck. I move my arm to loop under his and pull him down onto me as my moans begin to fall out uncontrollably.

I can already feel my orgasm building and he picks up the pace. I moan profanities and open my eyes when I feel myself right on the edge. Luca is staring down at me and smirks before sliding his right hand in between us. He finds my clit and lightly circles but that was all it took.

I whip my head back as loud moans leave my mouth and my body explodes. I rake my nails up and down his back, hardly being able to handle this orgasm.

"That was quick" He says into my ear while kissing my neck.

"Shut up, it's your fucking dick piercing"

"You don't see me coming in five minutes from that"

"That was only five minutes?" I ask in shock as he laughs.

"Mhm" He replies before lifting me up so I was straddling his lap once again.

Aligning his tip at my entrance, I sink down on him and a breathy moan escapes my lips.

I move my hips up and down his dick and he lets his head fall back against the headboard. His hands grip my hips, helping me move, as his eyes stay on me. I grip the headboard against his head as I begin to go faster. I lean against him, kissing his neck. I suck on his tatted neck in a few different spots and he wraps his arm around me. I moan against his neck and hear him groan.

I pick my head up and look at him. His eyes are closed and he's biting his lip. His hand moves from my hip up to my boob and massages it. He opens his eyes and pulls me against him.

"You feel so fucking good. I can feel that you're close. Are you gonna come for me? All over my dick? Huh?" His lips are by my ear as he whispers.

"Yes!" I moan out.

"Good girl"

I grip his shoulders as I move faster and he groans, sliding his hand into my hair and gripping. I reach down and circle my clit, feeling myself teetering on the edge. He looks down and sees my hand. His head falls back and he looks me in my eyes.

"You're killing me, sweet cheeks"

I smile but it quickly fades when my body gets wracked with another orgasm. He pulls me against him and listens to me come. I moan uncontrollably as my body stays tense.

When I come down from my high, I'm breathing heavily. I slowly sit up and look at Luca. He grabs my hand from in between us and licks the finger I used. He smiles when he feels me pulse around him.

"I haven't come yet."

"I don't know if I can do this again." I groaned making him laugh again.

I move off his lap and lay back down on the soft bed beside him as he plants a kiss to my collar bone before hovering over me.

"Let's find out, shall we?"

He crawls in between my legs and kisses my neck.

"I can't just suck your dick?"

"No. I'll do all the work, just enjoy it."

He slams into me and I moan out. He doesn't start slow, his pace is hard and fast. I resist the urge to scream and whip my head back instead. My eyes close as he holds nothing back.

I claw at his back and he groans. He rests his forehead on my shoulder as his right hand grips my hip, holding himself up on his left forearm.

"How's that?" Luca asks out of breath.

"Really good" I moan out and he grips my hip tighter.

He cusses under his breath and I feel him throb. He moves his face to my neck and sucks on my skin. I grip his hair and he smiles against my neck as I feel my orgasm building. He slides his hand from my hip to my clit and starts circling. I moan out curse words as his thrusts are relentless.

My back arches as I'm hit with an orgasm, my moans escalate in volume and he groans as he fucks me through my orgasm. At the last minute, he sits up and pulls out. He strokes himself a few times before coming on my stomach.

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My body relaxes as I try to catch my breath but I keep my eyes on him. He reaches to the night stand beside the bed to open a drawer, pulling out a towel. He wipes my stomach off before getting off of me and pulling his boxers back on.

"You just store an extra towel in your night stand?" I tease as I pull my bra and underwear back on.

"I spill things, a lot in bed" he replies with a smirk.

I chuckle as I grab one of his shirts from his closet. I got up to use his bathroom but he grabs my wrist and pulls me towards him.

"You come too easily" He teases while planting a kiss on my cheek making me roll my eyes.

"Whatever Mister pierced dick" I reply making him laugh at my horrible excuse.

He laughs and lets go of my wrist as I roll my eyes before going into his bathroom to pee before washing my hands and coming back out seeing Luca already changed the bedsheets before laying under the new blanket he placed on the bed.

"I don't know why you complain about my piercing if you were actually the one that made me get it"

"I said it as a joke once when we were teenagers and you somehow took it seriously. How is that my fault?"

"Most of the stuff I have on my body is the result from shit you told me before to put on there"

"Like what?"

"The cotton candy tattoo. When we were at the Easter fair when we were 15, you told me while you were eating cotton candy that you wanted me to get a tattoo of a cotton candy to have something on me that represents you"

"I never told you to get that sweet cheeks tattoo on your v line though!"

"You mean the words that you drew on my stomach in that picture you drew of me in your 6th grade art class project?"

"Okay that was a stupid thing I did when my teacher told me to draw my family and label each person in the picture with something they remind you of"

"And somehow you wrote in bold cursive letters the words sweet cheeks"

"Well you've been calling me that since we first met, so obviously those words were something that reminds me of you"

"You truly are a bad influence on me" He chuckles as I roll my eyes.

Letting out a tired yawn, I turned to the side of the bed feeling my body about to fall asleep from how tired I was. Before I could fall fully asleep, I felt Luca's arms wrap around my body from behind. Feeling him plant a kiss on the back of my head made me smile before letting the darkness consume me.

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"Are my eyes deceiving me or is the Grim Reaper walking into the club finally with his old lady?" A familiar voice gasps making everyone in the club turn around with surprised looks.

"I knew this was going to happen but I never knew it would be so soon" Sharon dramatically sighs while smiling at me with a happy grin.

"Luca. A word" President Bear says making me roll my eyes at his voice.

"Finally you guys got together. Thought I'd have to get shot again in order for your awkward sexual tension relationship to take off" Darius chuckles while using his crutches to walk with me to the bar.

"Finally we have another sexy club lady with us! I was getting tired of all the older women that love to talk shit and let's not even start with the stingy young whores that hang out with them" Sharon says as soon as me and Darius sat at the bar counter.

"Here, a club favorite by yours truly" She says sliding me a colorful cocktail.

"When were you gonna give me, your closest friend here, the heads up about you and Grim?" She asks with a wink as I shook my head.

"Just because we slept together, doesn't mean anything. I told him that was a one time thing" I reply while sipping the delicious cocktail making both her and Darius next to me roll their eyes at my words.

"Girl please! You expect me to believe that you guys having sex was just a one time thing and yet you both walked in here attached to the hip and plus every biker in here only allows their old lady to wear their cut on their backs. Just like Iron did with me" She retorts back making me notice Luca's leather jacket he told me to wear this morning and the leather jacket Sharon was wearing with Irons name on the back of it.

"You mean this thing? I told him I didn't wanna wear it because I wanted to show off the new dress he bought me but he told me to put it on or we'll never leave his house" I answer back making her laugh.

"Trust me, that was one of the millions of excuses I've heard all these assholes tell us old ladies to get them to put their cuts on. Shows the other bikers and every one else in this godforsaken city, who we belong to" She explains before walking away with a smirk.

"Who I belong to? Who the hell do I look like, Clifford the big red dog?" I scoff before throwing Luca's leather jacket off my back and onto the floor.

"You look more like a prostitute than a dog. But then again, isn't that what your jobs are as a stripper and a part time sex slave?" A shrilly voice says behind me before the sound of high pitched laughter followed after.

I looked up at the mirror on top of the bar seeing the three hooker dressed versions of the teenage power puffs girls standing behind me.

"I don't have cash on me but if you'd like, you can entertain Darius over and he'll pay nicely after you're finished" I reply while emptying my glass.

I watched the pink haired girl I remember following Luca into his room the other night, picking up his leather jacket that I threw on the floor. She held it like it was some ancient treasure she's been looking for all her life. She smiled at it like it was her baby before glaring at the back of my head.

"You think you can just walk up in here and take my man just because you got some tricks up your sleeve as a stripper and a sex worker? I've been the only girl he allows in his bed since the minute he walked in here, so if you think you can just waltz up here with your little experience side jobs and become his old lady, you got another thing coming at you bitch" She rants on as I roll my eyes at what she was trying to say.

"You can have him . After seeing what he used to sleep with before me, I need to go get myself to a clinic. I may be a stripper and a sex worker, but at least I keep myself clean. You on the other hand look like a under cooked chicken with diseases covering every part of that piece of fabric you're wearing right now that I'm pretty sure you might think is considered a dress" I reply before pushing past her and her little group of wanna be highschool bullies.

"Did she just push you? Veronica, kick her ass!" One of the blondes standing beside the pink hair girl shrieks.

I let out a irritated sigh before feeling someone's hand pulling my hair.

"Jezzabelle don't!" Darius shouts as I turned around letting my fist connect with her jaw.

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