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55: Measure The Size Of My Cock

작가: Lily S. W
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-11-02 16:08:47

Ezra

I frown, pinching the bridge of my nose.

“Birdie…”

“You only need sex from me—”

“That’s a fucking lie, Wren.” My frown deepens. “And you know it. I brought you because I needed to show you off, but obviously I can’t do that without us getting caught, so I rented this place.”

The chair creaks loudly as she stands. “I…I need to use the bathroom.”

“Wren…”

Before I can stand, she’s already walking away from me. My hands ball into fists as she disappears down the corner, and I groan.

This was supposed to be a beautiful night. I had plans, and I ruined them all by myself.

I contemplate going after her when my phone vibrates in my pocket.

It’s a text…from AJ.

“Terry is going to be at the pit tomorrow by nine p.m.” the text reads.

The pit.

Memories threaten to filter in but I push them away.

My jaw ticks, and I text back. “Which of them is Terry?”

A picture drops.

One of the three men that came concerning Wren’s stupid ex. And one of the men that set our clubhouse on fire.

“Thanks,”
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  • Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl   58: Stick To EJ’s House

    WrenMy smile is coy. “Something to make you come home on time,” I say breathily, biting my lip.Popping the button of his jeans, I slide my hands into them. His dick springs up immediately, and he throws his head back.“Birdie, fuck, your–we’re in front of Ray’s ho—” I pump him. “Fuuucckk…”His thighs spread wider, giving me more room. I lick a strip up my palm, and take him out, stroking him. He gradually swells in my palm, pulsing.A bead of pre-cum leaks out from the tip, and I swirl it around the cushiony head. The car’s too dark to see clearly, but it makes everything more exciting, forbidden.Saliva pools in my mouth at the sounds that spills out of his lips, wetness trickling between my thighs.God, he’s so sexy. I wish I could see him some more, but I make use of my imagination.I pump him from root to tip. Again, again…and again.His thighs shake slightly, and he wraps a large hand around mine, helping me. The grip is firmer, tighter…rougher.His calloused hand is a sharp

  • Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl   57: Bitch, Be Gone

    Wren“Oh, honey…” My bottom lip juts out as Hannah sniffles, a tear rolling down her cheeks. “Come here.”She runs into my arms and I pick her up, giving her a long hug.“I’ll come back before you know it,” I whisper. “I promise. I’ll make sure your daddy brings me back.”“T-tomorrow?”Ezra gives a subtle shake of his head, but I see how it breaks him. Noah stands beside Beth, not seeming to care either way.Hannah and Noah are so different. But their difference makes everything better.When Ezra and I arrived at Beth’s late last night, I didn’t expect Hannah to be all over me the next morning. We spent the whole day together with Noah chipping in whenever he feels like it.It was a perfect day, and now we’re leaving but Hannah doesn’t want me to.And I don’t want to leave her either.“Look at me,” I urge. “How about you and I plan a special hangout few weekends from now. I’ll stay the whole weekend with you.”Her big blue eyes widen. “Really?”“Yes.” I look at Ezra who just shrugs. H

  • Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl   56: All For You

    WrenGoosebumps prickle my skin at the words, and the way they roll off his lips. My stomach tightens as I plant the flat side of my shoes on his shoulders.He slips a hand under my dress, touching the bare skin of my ass.“Oh fuck,” he groans, pinning me with his darkened stare. “You’re not wearing panties.”My throat thickens. “I c-couldn’t. The material is thin and—”“Trust me honey, I’m not complaining. Hold your dress up,” he murmurs. “Shiitt.”Shaky hands bunch up my dress. It’s easier because of the slit. And when I’m exposed, an embarassing blush tinges my cheeks.I go to close my legs, but he grips my thighs.“Don’t you dare hide from me, Wren. You’re stunning…pretty—fuck, you need to see yourself from here,” he groans low in his throat.God, this angle is filthy. Obscene.And yet…yet it excites me as much as it embarasses me.“Come closer, Birdie.” His breath tickles my inner thighs, too close to where I want him.I move closer.Then, his tongue swipes across me in one, lon

  • Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl   55: Measure The Size Of My Cock

    EzraI frown, pinching the bridge of my nose.“Birdie…”“You only need sex from me—”“That’s a fucking lie, Wren.” My frown deepens. “And you know it. I brought you because I needed to show you off, but obviously I can’t do that without us getting caught, so I rented this place.”The chair creaks loudly as she stands. “I…I need to use the bathroom.”“Wren…”Before I can stand, she’s already walking away from me. My hands ball into fists as she disappears down the corner, and I groan.This was supposed to be a beautiful night. I had plans, and I ruined them all by myself.I contemplate going after her when my phone vibrates in my pocket. It’s a text…from AJ.“Terry is going to be at the pit tomorrow by nine p.m.” the text reads.The pit. Memories threaten to filter in but I push them away.My jaw ticks, and I text back. “Which of them is Terry?” A picture drops. One of the three men that came concerning Wren’s stupid ex. And one of the men that set our clubhouse on fire.“Thanks,”

  • Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl   54: A Crazy Game We’re Playing

    EzraThe car ride has been…tense? And it’s all because of me. After the loaded question at the house, I had dismissed it.Shit, I know she has questions, but what am I supposed to say?It just slipped. It felt like the right comparison to make, and I’m just realizing how dumb that is.“Wren,” I try, squeezing her thighs.She gives me a smile that doesn’t reach her eyes. “Hey.”Fuck, she’s sad. She looks like I kicked her puppy, the light in her eyes are gone and I want to punch myself.“Is…” I sigh. “Is a relationship something you’re open to?”She shrugs. “Why are you asking, Ezra? To dismiss me again?”“God, no. Listen—”“I’m fine, Ezra. I promise.” A tight-lipped smile grazes her lips, and she pats my hand on her thigh.I breathe, jaw tight. “We will talk about this, Wren.”She doesn’t reply, just stares out the window while her fingers play with mine, tracing the perfect silver wrist watch she gifted me. It’s sweet, but it breaks me too.After more silence, we finally reach the

  • Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl   53: Exact Shade Of Blue

    Wren“Hey, Birdie.” A low murmur sounds in my sleep, followed by soft, wet pecks on my lips and cheeks. “Darling, get up.”I stretch, eyes fluttering open to see Ezra smiling down at me.I offer a sleepy smile in return, yawning. “Hey, baby.”His eyes light up as he presses his lips against mine in a short, sweet kiss.“Remember that date?” He asks.“Mhm.”“You might want to start getting ready.”I blink slowly. The words filter through my sleep-muddled brain, and then they click.I shoot up from my bed. “Oh shit! What time was it supposed to be?”My limbs knock something down, and it lands with a soft thud. When I move towards it, Ezra slips a knee on the bed and wraps a hand around my throat.His lips come down on me, hard. I moan in his mouth, responding with the same urgency. My stomach clenches, nipples hardening into firm peaks.I grip his arms for some needed balance as he rocks my world with his mouth. When his tongue pistons in and out of my mouth, I taste metal.And I shud

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