Porter (Dirty Misfits MC Book 2)

I thanked my fucking stars that the water running in her bathroom was clear and clean, because I was ready for one hell of a bucking in that tub. I ran a hot bath for the both of us to slip in, complete with unscented bubbles. I know not a lot of dudes understand that shit with women, but I had a couple of bad experiences on the tip of my tongue to make me do all kinds of research in how to help promote healthy lady pussies.

After all, infections are no fun for anyone involved.

“Mmmm, this feels fantastic,” Astrid groaned.

I wiggled my way into the tub just as she stepped in. I eased myself into the steaming water, feeling the bubbles popping against my skin as she sat in my lap. Feeling Astrid’s plump cheeks fall against my cock made me growl with delight. I threaded my arms around her and pulled her close, breathing in the scent of her as she laid her head against my shoulder.

But it wasn’t too long before she kept grinding that ass against my pelvis.

“You’re asking for trouble, you know that?” I murmured.

I nipped at her ear and listened to her sweet giggles before she kissed my jawline.

“And what if I am?” she asked.

I kissed the crook of her neck. “I got a solution for that one, beautiful.”

“Oh, yeah? Want me to turn around and sit in your lap instead?”

My cock stiffened against her. “Not just yet, beautiful. I want to watch you squirm first.”

I parted her thighs with my hand, and she gasped when my fingertips pierced her folds. I teased her entrance, feeling her pulsing and bucking as she tried to find the friction she wanted. I sucked on the skin of her neck softly, feeling her shiver and shake as moans fell from her lips. And as I dragged my fingers up her slit, I ran straight over her swollen clit.

Which made her push back against me.

“Right there,” she whispered.

“Hmmm?” I hummed teasingly.

She whimpered. “Go back. Go down. Please.”

I sucked on her earlobe. “Not sure I can hear you, beautiful. Care to try that again?”

Before she could swat at me for teasing her, my fingers traced her clit. Her legs locked and her toes curled as she bucked and bobbed, already sloshing water over the edge of the tub. I rolled with her movements, allowing her to feel how thick my cock was for her. I bit into the meat of her shoulder, causing her to groan as my fingers pressed against her pulsating nub. She felt delightful. No, no, more than delightful.

She felt like fucking heaven.

“Porter, please,” she whimpered.

My cock leaked. “I love it when you beg for me.”

She panted for air. “If you won’t give me what I want, then I’m gonna take it.”

My movements paused. “Oh, I’d love to see you try.”

She moved like lightning, and in the blink of an eye her pussy hovered over my cock. She had jumped up, turned around, and sank to her knees before I could even register what was happening. My arms rested on either side of the tub. My eyebrows rose as her warm pussy hovered over my aching tip. And as her arms slithered around my neck, her lips fell softly against my own.

“Gotcha,” she whispered.

Then, she staked herself on my dick.

“Holy fuck,” I grunted.

She hissed. “Yes, Porter. Oh fuck, you fill me so good.”

My self-control flew out the window as my hands fell to her hips. I ground against her, feeling the whole of her trapped around me as I filled her to the brim. Her walls clenched. Her body shook. Her warmth washed over me like rain pouring from the heavens. I dug my heels into the bottom of the tub. I pounded up against her, watching her gloriously massive tits bounce for me.

And as I captured one of her nipples between my lips, her head fell back in ecstasy.

“God damn it, Porter, you’re amazing.”

I tugged her nipple with my teeth before releasing it. “Not as amazing as you, Astrid.”

I lost myself in her as my balls pulled up into my body. I let my thumb slide between her legs, finding her oversensitive clit. She shook and quaked as she fell against me. Her orgasm crashed over her as she dragged me over the edge. I tweaked that little tip of hers as she jumped against me, her sounds muted as her pleasure choked off her ability to make noise.

“Oh—shit,” I grunted.

“Come for me, please,” Astrid whispered.

Her desperate words tugged me over the edge, causing me to explode within her. My body trembled against hers as her pussy continued milking me through my orgasm. My heart leapt into my throat. The world around me tilted so quickly that it made me nauseous. I closed my eyes and gripped her hair, pulling her lips to mine. And as I shoved my tongue inside of her mouth, she whimpered down the back of my throat.

Causing fireworks to burst behind my eyes.

As we sat there, spread out and spent, I let my hand fall down Astrid’s back. With my cock still sheathed within her warmth, I reached mindlessly for the first piece of cloth I could find—which just happened to be my shirt. I dipped it into the water and ran it against her skin, washing her down as she nestled against my chest.

She tucked her head underneath my chin and a shocking thought crossed my mind. One that forever changed my course of life and the way I saw Astrid in it.

I love this girl.

I didn’t dare say the words out loud. For one, I had no idea how she felt about this shit, but I knew damned good and well it wasn’t “love” that she felt. And secondly, if Brooks ever caught wind of what we had done—much less how I felt for his sister—then I’d be dead. I’d be on the run for the rest of my goddamn life.

It didn’t change the reel playing out in my head, though.

I washed her down from head to toe. Well, as much of her as I could wash down anyway. She wouldn’t actually get off me so I could wash the front of her, but I did manage to run some water through her hair. My cock finally dwindled until it pulled naturally away from her body, and the gush of warmth that followed my movements made me grin.

And it made Astrid giggle.

“Guess it’s a good thing we took a bath, huh?” she asked.

She picked her head up and gazed into my eyes as a grin crawled across my cheeks.

“Yeah, I guess so.”

She kissed the tip of my nose. “The water’s getting cold, though. We should probably get out.”

I held my hands up. “And I practically look like a prune.”

She winked. “You don’t hate it, though. Admit it.”

I love it, actually. “Nah. Guess I don’t hate it, per say.”

She swatted playfully at my chest. “Come on. This hungry girl needs some food.”

My stomach growled out with its own opinion. “Guess I could use some, too.”

She stepped out of the bath. “Is that little Thai place still open downtown?”

“Uh… Pad Thai Bai or something like that?”

“Yeah! That place. Please tell me it’s still open. They are one of the only places that delivers out here, and I’m damn near addicted to their soups.”

I pushed myself upright. “Yeah, they’re still open. Pretty sure they still deliver, too.”

She reached for a towel from the linen closet. “Great. You know what you want to eat?”

She tossed me one and I caught it. “Thanks. And not really. Never had Thai food before.”

She gasped as if I had just admitted to killing her cat. “Oh. Oh, no. No, no, no. That won’t do. You’re having Thai food tonight. We’re ordering a smorgasbord of things and you’re going to try every single one.”

I wrapped the towel around my waist. “I’ll never turn down a meal.”

I watched as Astrid dried herself off. I watched her lovely curves jiggling for me as she lifted her tits and dried the skin underneath. I leaned against the wall with my arms crossed, enjoying the unadulterated view. And when she was done, she wrapped the towel around her body and just barely closed it.

Leaving a great deal of skin for my eyes to caress.

But as her giggle ripped me from my trance, I looked up to find her bounding toward me. She threw herself at me and I wrapped her up in my arms, allowing my lips to fall to hers. I couldn’t wait to share dinner with her tonight. I couldn’t wait to have her for dessert before we passed out together.

I only hoped that Brooks never found out that I broke my promise.

Because if that happened? We’d all be dead.