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94: Every Sense Of The Word

Author: Lily S. W
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-02 21:32:47

Wren

My head bobs up and down on his length, his thighs shaking beneath me.

“Oh fuck, baby,” he groans. The vibration shoots through my center, up my stomach. “You’re taking me so g-good.”

He pushes me farther down on his face, and feasts. It’s my turn to rip my lips from him, moaning long and deep as his tongue pistons in and out of me.

My whole body is on fire, nerve-endings over-stimulated. I take him into my mouth again, reeling at his answering hum.

We take each other to the edge and back, his mouth on me and mine on him. It’s sloppy, messy, and it only shoots pleasure down my spine.

His tempo increases, toes curling. “I’m going to cum, fuuucckk…faster…p-please…”

God, I love it when he begs.

I add my hands, twisting, jerking and sucking him deep into my throat while I rock my hips on his face, chasing my own pleasure.

Heat flushes my body, I’ve never done anything like this but he makes me comfortable in my skin. To be spread on his face like I am, to have him in my mouth in thi
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    EzraI wince when Mrs Dee dabs the cut on my lip. “I’m sorry.” she sniffles as a tear falls from her eyes and drops on my knee.“That’s okay, it doesn’t hurt so bad.”What a goddamn lie.Lizzy shakes her head. “There’s no need to be tough, VP. It’s just us.”By ‘just us’, she means herself, Mrs Dee, Torch, and Clay.They all just stare at me as Mrs Dee wraps me up one last time. “Guys, I promise, I’m okay.” My lips try and fail to form a smile because everything hurts.It hurts to speak, to move,, hell, to even blink.Mrs Dee said nothing’s broken except my nose, but it feels like every bone has been crushed, every internal organ squeezed.“Prez took it too far,” Torch grumbles. “You’re his VP, man. His best friend.”I shrug, grimacing at the pain that flares up my arms. “He’s only protecting his sister. It’s justified.”“Like hell it is,” Clay snaps. “We’ve all seen how you’ve protected Wren, how you’ve taken care of her. And especially how you’ve been there for Ray. Honestly, this

  • Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl   115: I Begged You

    Wren“You’re going to kill him!” I wail. “Ray, stop! Please, somebody stop him!”Ray hits him, over and over.I can hardly see through the tears spilling down my cheeks. My heart is in my throat, snort drips down my nose.I struggle, god, I struggle beneath Lizzy and Mrs Dee’s grip. “Please, Liz. P-please…please…”I don’t know what I’m begging for, but I’m begging. For Ray to stop, for Lizzy and Mrs Dee to let me go…for someone to stop Ray from killing Ezra.It goes on for what feels like hours. The sound of flesh pounding on flesh is loud. I hear Ezra’s grunt and groans from the feet apart, I see the blood that covers his face.And I can’t stop crying. My heart squeezes in my chest, my hands ache from struggling against their grip.“Raymond!!!” I shriek. “Raymond, please! I’m begging you, I’m b-begging you!”My cries fall on deaf ears. The rough sand digs into my knees, I can feel the skin breaking.Punch after punch.Hit after hit.Heartbreaking sobs pull from my lips, as I stare he

  • Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl   114: Spoken And Unspoken

    EzraI sit in my car at the clubhouse yard, staring at the text Ray sent.Ray: Be at the clubhouse in an hour. Bring your VP vest.My stomach churns because I know what this is. God, Ray, please.A lump settles in my throat, and I stare out at the yard. Everyone’s already gathered, music thumping loudly as they giggle and chatter.They don’t know what’s about to happen. They don’t know…my throat closes up.I push the door open and step out, marching down the yard.“Yo! VP!” Someone shouts, but I don’t reply.I need a fucking drink.My mind is a mess, thoughts spinning out of control. I make a beeline straight to the bar once I step in, and I’m thankful Lizzy isn’t here.I grab a glass, and on a second thought, I decide against it. The bottle will do.As I take a swig, I see Donovan.The stupid fucker I asked to pick Wren up.He’s striding down the stairs, typing on his phone.“Donovan!” I don’t yell, but my voice carries in the empty space and he stops in his tracks.His jaw ticks, an

  • Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl   113: Watch Me

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  • Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl   112: Played Me For A Fool

    Ezra“I can explain.” I hold my hands up, breath heavy. Wren walks down the stairs at that moment, her eyes darting between us in confusion.“Ray?” She calls softly. “What’s going on?”He scoffs. “I should be asking you, Wren? What the fuck is going on with you and Ezra?”“Ray…”“It’s not what it looks like,” I say. “It’s not—”“You fucked my sister.”“It isn’t like that—”“You lied to me.” His fists clench and unclench as he stalks closer to me.I take steps back, heart pounding in my ears, hammering in my chest.“We were going to tell you,” Wren blurts. “I swear, Ray. We were going to tell you tomorrow!”“I love your sister,” I confess. He stiffens, face hardening even more than it was. The look he gives me burns, and I see the moment the rage takes over.I brace myself just as his fists shoot out again, punching me. Somehow, this one is harder than the first.“You piece of shit!” He hits me again.And again.And again.“Ray stop! You’re hurting him!” Wren screams but he doesn’t s

  • Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl   111: A Dead Man Walking

    EzraNothing, and I mean, absolutely nothing could have prepared me for the sight in front of me.Rage bubbles in my chest, hot and fiery. I push him off Wren so hard, he tumbles into the glass center table.I’m on Wren immediately, catching her frame before she sags to the floor. She sputters for breath, chest rising and falling rapidly.“Hey, baby.” I brush her neck, fingerprints already forming. “You’re okay. I’m here.”She trembles. “Ezra—watch out!” Her eyes widen and I turn in time to get smacked in the face by Tristan’s fist.“Fucking hell,” I cuss, jaw ticking.Pushing to my feet, I glare at the bastard. “You know, I started to suspect this. That you weren’t dead, because I didn’t kill you. Now, I fucking wish I did.”“You really should’ve.” He grins, clenching and unclenching his fists.I pop my neck. “Walk away now, Tristan. I’m giving you the opportunity to, and don’t get me wrong, I’ll regret it. Which is why you should take it.”His eyes flicker from me to the door, and t

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