All Chapters of Biker-in-law's Death Kiss: Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

Bi-confused. It wasn’t a word yet, but it was the name I had dubbed my emotion, and I thought it quite fitting. The first time I met Torrin, almost two years after my assault, I bucked when I started to suspect he felt something that was more than camaraderie.We were brothers, closer than what I have even now with Sean and Axel. We rode together, fought together, and he taught me just the right way to torture a person without killing them, or to kill them in the worst way possible.He had not gone with me to get my revenge on my assaulters, instead he had stayed behind, like a supportive father, or brother if you’ll prefer, cheering me all the way from Europe. So when he touched me that one night, gentler than the usual rough brush bros gave bros, and I felt my dick harden in response, and he had looked down with hunger in his eyes. I freaked out.Young as I was, that was a sore point for me, still is even now, to a lesser extent. After what happened at the sauna, I spent every m

OLIVIAI stirred from the seconds-long post-orgasm blackout to Colt’s arm draped around my waist, weighty, possessive, claiming. Crawling over his warmth, I pressed my lips to his chin, his cheek, lips and at his eyelids, his lips broke into a smile even though his eyes were still closed.“I love you.” I moved my lips to his ears in a whisper, and kissed his lobe, darting my tongue out to tease.His thighs shifted against the silk covers in a gentle rustle as he turned to me with a throaty groan.Opening his eyes with a smile, he said, “Is this supposed to be after care for girl-dommes?” His voice was deep, the really deep kind of a man whose every muscle was relaxed, like he had just stirred from deep sleep.My eyes ran down his impressive body, those thick thighs and the way the sheets half draped around them, tangled across his legs and doing a poor job of covering his midsection.I bit my lip at the way sunlight played against the ink on his beautiful olive skin.Finally, my eye

Now that we were past that, I suspected this next part would be difficult. After the storm that was last night, it was quite suspicious that we would come to such a quick resolution. I left the table then, walked towards the bed to get my phone. My fingers clacked against the screen, rescheduling our appointment for sunset as I returned to the couch.My eyes went over the text again, and I added that I was willing to pay extra for their troubles, before hitting send.Placing my phone on the table, I sighed, hoping they approved. When I made the reservation before dawn while Colt was still asleep, I had no idea our tryst would take such a turn.“I heard something odd last night.” I picked up the chopstick again. “Twice.” Our eyes met. “Is there an important past lover you've not told me about?”Colt stiffened, looking more uncomfortable than when I broached the topic of Torrin last night. I dropped my chopsticks, suddenly losing all my appetite. Here I thought I was the one with sec

No board or PR meetings, no monster Dean and his monster lawyer-lover, and staring down at the Danube river that looked like a snake cutting through the hillside, and my life suddenly seemed like a movie.My hand gripped the rough textured rim of the basket as my head fell back to inhale the winter perfume of the city while Colt's lips moved between my legs.“Fuck,” I whispered, my left hand finding his hair, squirming on the seat as his tongue moved under me.My legs, thrown over his shoulders, trembled.“Colt.” I gasped, and he spanked my thigh, groaning, sucking my clit faster, harder, till I was almost sliding off the seat from the sensation.He pushed his face further in, spanking me again. “Give it to me.” he groaned against my pussy. “Let up.” “Fuck!” my voice carried across the wind as I fell over the edge, trembling and shaking the whole time from the intensity of the orgasm he had worked up in ten minutes. Finally, I opened my eyes to him on his feet again, smacking his li

A night out in a city that doesn't know your sins has its perks. First, you can observe your scenery in a completely carefree manner because you know no one is watching you with malicious intent like internet gossip. You could hold the hands of the man you loved without shame and easily blend in with the crowd of other elegant couples, and when those couples commented on how good you both looked together, you knew there were no subtexts, and they were being completely honest.So by the time our car rolled up the cobbled driveway, tires whispering against slush, I was grinning from ear to ear and ready for the night. Colt turned then, and edged his index finger towards me as I blinked in nervous excitement.“You look lovely, Sonsy.” He said in that deep, seductive voice, sinking his finger into the lace trimming of my matching burgundy gloves, just above my elbow, his gloved hand moving in a caress across my bare skin beneath the gloves.“You have told me that about thirty times.” I