Before You 0.5

  Devil’s Riders

  Before You

  By

  Joanna Blake

  Copyright © 2014 by Joanna Blake

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  Printed in the United States of America

  First Printing, 2014

  Pincushion Press

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  Devlin

  Devlin sat at the bar at the club house. It was a typical Tuesday night at the Spawn's headquarters.

  As usual, there were a couple of sweet butts giving him the eye. He pulled on his beer. He wasn't sure he was in the mood tonight. The girls were accommodating to be sure, especially to the MC Club President. It didn't hurt that he was tall and muscular with boyish good looks.

  Fuck man, he was beating women off with a stick on a daily basis.

  Then again, he'd just come from the diner. He was always riled up when he came from there.

  Because of her.

  Kaylie. The sweet little waitress who worked at Mae's. He went in at least twice a week. And twice a week, he came out frustrated. It was getting worse too, the older she got. The girl was ripe for the plucking.

  Almost.

  He'd been waiting almost two years already.

  Waiting for her to grow up.

  She was eighteen now at last but still in High School. There was no way he could approach her. Not if he wanted something that could last. Damn, if he didn't already think of her as his old lady.

  So he couldn't touch her. Not yet. He eyed the half naked girls preening nearby for his benefit. There were two, a blond and a brunette. Maybe if he closed his eyes, he could pretend they weren't just club skanks.

  He was about to call them over when he saw trouble walk into the club house barroom. It was his ex, Dani. She was always creating some sort of drama. He cursed under his breath and called Donnie over from behind the bar.

  "Yeah man what's up?"

  Dev jerked his head toward the door.

  "Oh shit. Her again? Want me to get rid of her?"

  Dev just shook his head. As family of a club member, she had a right to be there. Within limits. And Dani was always testing limits.

  "Give me a shot. I'm going to make a point."

  He gave the signal to the two sweetbutts and they came over to him, each sliding an arm around his shoulders. He tossed back the shot and glanced over his shoulder at Dani. She was scowling, not liking seeing him with two girls. Hell, she didn't seem to like seeing him with anyone.

  That was her problem.

  They had dated so long ago, and only for a couple of months. She was a good looking woman, but he had only kept it going out of respect for her sister's husband, Bruce. He was a good guy and a rock solid club member. Dev had already nailed her when he realized that she wasn't just a hanger on. He'd had to pay her the proper respect. But that's the only reason he didn't treat her like a club skank.

  God knows she acted like one.

  One of the girls whispered in his ear, asking him if he wanted to do them both together. He smiled and nodded.

  Fuck, why the hell not?

  Dev stood and the girls followed him out of the barroom. They went into the back of the clubhouse and up the stairs were that led to his private apartment. It was just a bedroom and a bathroom but as Club President it was his and his alone. There were other rooms for the rest of the club but this was his own personal fuck palace.

  He lay down on the bed, still pulling on his beer. He watched as the girls closed the door and giggled. They kissed each other and started stripping, really putting on a show. The blond had nice big fake tits and the brunette had an incredible ass.

  Fuck man, maybe Dani had done him a favor. He watched them for a while until his dick got good and hard. Then he nodded. Both girls responded immediately, unbuckling his pants. The blond pulled his dick into her warm wet mouth and proceeded to suck the chrome off of it. He watched as the brunette leaned down and pulled his balls into her mouth.

  Jesus, that felt good.

  He watched their heads bobbing up and down for a while and then leaned back and let them work him over. They switched positions a few times, really getting him going. His mind wandered back to that sweet little waitress at Mae's. He imagined her beautiful brown eyes staring up at him from below. He could picture her incredible little body in minute detail. Through her clothes of course, but he had an excellent imagination.

  Fuck!

  That was all it took for him to blow his load. He didn't warn them, just grabbed whatever girl's head was currently on his cock and held it still while he pumped his cum into her willing throat. She gobbled it up eagerly and then sat back, waiting to see if he wanted more.

  He nodded and the girls got comfortable on the bed, playing with each others bodies. He might as well get a few more rounds off. He definitely was feeling pent up tonight.

  He pulled on his beer and watched as the brunette went down on the blond skank.

  He didn't even know their names.

  Jack

  Jack watched Dev take the two sweetbutts upstairs. He shook his head. He didn't have the patience for dealing with one woman, let alone two. It had been a while since he laid anyone though. He knew he could have his pick of the women hanging around the bar tonight.

  In fact, he was way too popular for his liking.

  Something about the way he kept to himself only seemed to make the girls more desperate to get his attention. They made it clear they'd do anything to please him. He sneered at a girl with frizzy bleached out hair who brushed past him, giving him a suggestive glance. Maybe it was time to leave.

  He stalked over to the bar and put down the heavy mug that Donnie kept just for him.

  "Want a refill?"

  Jack shook his head. He'd been drinking ginger ale all night, as usual.

  "Calling it a night?"

  "Yeah."

  Donnie smiled at him. Jack didn't smile back. It wasn't that he didn't like Donnie. It was just that Jack never smiled. Donnie held out his hand and Jack clasped it in a show of brotherhood.

  "See you tomorrow, Viking."

  Jack nodded and left. He ignored the looks he was getting from the rest of the club and the easy women who were lounging everywhere. He was not in the mood for dealing with them, even for some quick head.

  He strode out to his bike and climbed on. It was just a quick ride to his shop and the apartment above it. He decided to throw the lights on up top and work on the roof deck.

  Jack was hammering in two by four planks of cedar when he looked up at the sky. It was already getting light out but he could still see the stars. It was beautiful up there on the roof. Or it would be, when he was finished.

  He wondered briefly who the hell he was building the deck for. It's not like he had anyone to share it with other than Dev and Donnie. Hell, he hardly even talked to them, even though he would lay down his life for them in a heart beat.

  It wasn't worth much to anyone anyway.

  Donnie

  Donnie lifted his head from the woman's luscious mounds. He'd picked her up at the supermarket less than an hour ago. Now they were on her kitchen floor, with her unpacked grocery bag tipped over beside them.

  Donnie hadn't had to work to get the brunette's top off. As usual, all he had to do was smile. He knew he had a nice smile. It crinkled his bright blue eyes just so.

  It wasn't just his looks that got him so much tail though. He genuinely liked and respected women. They could tell. He always treat
ed them well, even if he didn't stick around for long. He'd had his shirt cried on a few times over that, but it didn't make a difference. He had to move on, and quickly.

  He just wasn't the settling down type.

  He was the laying down type on the other hand...

  He grinned at the girl sprawled out beneath him. Pamela her name was. Recently divorced. No spring chicken. But cute. And what a rack she had on her!

  Donnie was definitely a boob man.

  He pulled his shirt off and leaned down to kiss her. She was moaning and writhing underneath him as her giant breasts bobbed against his chest.

  Hmmmmfff… Fuck, that felt nice.

  He unbuttoned his pants and shimmied them off his hips to his knees. Then he rolled her over on top of him and smiled.

  She giggled and straddled him, pulling her panties to the side. He groaned at the feeling of her slick pussy against him. He reached down and pulled a rubber out of his pocket.

  "Put this on me would you sweetheart?"

  She nodded and took the rubber out of it's wrapper. Then she rolled it down over him, using her mouth.

  Damn! That was a first. She sucked him for a few minutes through the condom before shimmying up above him again. He grabbed her hip with one hand and his stiff prick with the other.

  "Lift your dress up."

  The girl complied and he watched as she slid down over him, enveloping him in her heat. He bit his lip and stared as she rode him slowly, building up a good, fast tempo. The girl was lost in her own pleasure as he enjoyed the show, her big boobs bouncing faster and faster until she threw her head back and came.

  Loudly.

  He raised an eyebrow and waited for her to be finished. Then he rolled her over without withdrawing and went to town. Donnie sawed his cock in and out of her quickly, wanting it be over for some reason. He worked his hips like a piston, drilling for oil.

  Oh fuck!

  He groaned as he felt his dick erupting inside her, his cum filling the condom. His hips jerked a few more times before he stopped, withdrawing quickly.

  He smiled distractedly at the dazed girl on the floor. She looked satisfied. That was the point, wasn't it? To get them both off?

  He wondered sometimes.

  Donnie grabbed a dish towel and wiped his dick clean. Then he grabbed a beer from her fridge and drank it quickly. He offered her one but she shook her head.

  She picked up the coloring book that Donnie had been buying when they met.

  "You got kids?"

  Donnie finished his beer and wiped the back of his mouth.

  "No. A sister."

  The girl sat up, not bothering to cover up her tits. He had lost interest in looking at them already.

  "Awww, how old?"

  "Eighteen."

  Pamela's face twisted, making her look stupid. The next words out of her mouth confirmed it.

  "Eighteen? What's wrong with her?"

  Donnie grabbed his shirt and pulled it on over his head. He took the coloring book from her hands and put it back in his grocery bag. Then he jerked his head at the other bag. It had tipped over and fruits and vegetables were all over the floor along with a carton of low fat milk.

  "I wouldn't drink that milk. Probably spoiled by now."

  Then he left without a backwards glance.

  Joanna Blake loves good old fashioned romance, men who open doors and work with their hands. She's thrilled to be collaborating with Pincushion Press! Come along for the ride!

  XoX,

  Joanna

  Other titles By Joanna Davis:

  Wanted By The Devil (Devil’s Riders)

  Still Waters (Devil’s Riders)

  Safe In His Arms (Devil’s Riders)

  Slay Me (ROCK GODS)

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