Harder (Sensual Biker Romance, Spanking, Dark Romance)

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Authors: Elizabeth Wilde
mumbles.
    “Damnit,” Chance yells as he hits the side of the car door.
    “Who’s Snake?” I ask.
    “Only the city’s mob boss,” he says sighing.
    I know what this means, Jenny has likely been already deflowered.
    “Chance, I’m sorry,” I say rubbing his arm. He looks down and me and kisses my forehead.
    “You did great in there, you have grown up so fast,” he says with almost a sense of sadness in his tone.
     
    “At least we got these two out,” he looks over at the girls as they lean against each other in the car.
    “Chance, there were so many girls,” I whisper.
    “I know, it’s really a dark horrible underworld,” He says tightly. I wonder if something like this has happened before.
    Once we get back to the bar, we return the girls to their parents a friendly older couple. The girls’ tough exterior biker father starts to ball like a baby as he holds his precious girls in his arms.
    “Frank,” Chance says looking at him.
    “We will get her back,” he promises him.

Chapter 7

Chance drives us home on his bike and we are greeted by Star meowing for food.
    “Piglet,” I say to her as I fill her bowl.
    “Do you want a beer?” I ask Chance.
    “No, just you,” he says. I watch his tired face as he sinks down on the couch.
    “Come on let’s go to bed,” I say pulling on him.
    He grunts as he gets up off the couch.
    I want to forget everything I saw, I want to drown in lust with Chance. I slip off my clothes, pull off his pants, and climb into bed with him. As I climb on top of Chance I slowly, slide down his body kiss him softly and tracing my fingers around his, six pack.  I make my way to his cock and slip it into my mouth. I suck softly at first and feel it becoming harder in my mouth, it grows fast and soon it is hot and hard for me.  I slowly lick up and down his shaft swirling my tongue around the tip gently flicking the tip with my tongue.
    I quickly start to bob my head up and down, I feel myself becoming wet from the thought of pleasuring him fully. I moan softly as slip my hand between my legs and suck on his cock.  We play together both trying to forget the world.
    In the morning, I find chance on the phone talking loudly about how to breach Snake’s inner circle. I start cooking breakfast and make coffee, I sit down eating while I listen to him talk.  He really is the boss I smile to myself. 
    A month passes without word on Jenny.  Chance has his men fanned out searching for her daily and reporting in.  I start to feel at home with the gang and comfortable holding my own with the tougher ones. With each day that passes Frank becomes more violent he looks warn to the bone when we see him.
    We go to the bar daily together and I pass my time with some of the women.
    BJ wasn’t too happy about it but she slowly stopped hanging around the bar as often.
    “Sasha, come here,” I hear Veronica call me from the back yard of franks large home.  His house is home base to all affiliated with the gang, a place everyone can meet and use.
    “What’s up,” I ask as I sit on the couch looking through a magazine.
    “Just come here,” she calls.
    I get up and walk through the kitchen to the back porch to see her standing with Melody they are holding up a quilt they have been working on together.
    “Wow, it looks amazing girls,” I say as I walk closer to admire it.  I was surprised to learn how down to earth most biker families were. Not everyone at the gatherings participated in the illegal side business some were legitimate business owners. A few of the families I met had normal children, and some that were clearly being brought up to take on the biker mentality.
    Veronica and Melody were settling in after their horrible ordeal by focusing on things that made them happy.  I sat back on a small wooden chair and watched them as they goofed around in the yard like small children.  It was difficult to image girls like these belonged to a hard-core criminal, he clearly wanted to

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