MC History (Broken Demons MC #8)

Prologue

Eighteen months earlier

Another night at Scars and there are plenty of fine girls ready for the taking. Ice said he wanted to stay down here in the main club instead of in the strip club, felt like a challenge, and what kind of friend would I be if I didn't join him?

As I scan the crowd, even for a Saturday night it's busy, I see a few girls I'd happily take home for the night. Ice makes his way back from the bar and I take my drink from him

"Hey Socket, you up for playing wingman?" He asks and I try to see where he's looking. He points to two girls, one tall with dark hair and skin, she's pretty hot, but her short blonde friend has a nice body on her and she clearly knows how to move it from the way she's dancing

"Dark haired one is mine." He says

"Her friends hot, I'm in." I smirk as we stand and make our way to the dance floor. I make my way up behind the hot blonde and take her hand to spin her to face me

"How 'bout a dance?" I ask as she looks up at me

"Let's hope you can keep up." She smirks as she takes my hands, she spins away from me and rests my hands on her hips. She doesn't waste any time as I feel her ass grind against my jeans and she moves to the beat of the music. Suddenly her friend comes up beside me and dances with us instead of Ice, maybe he isn't as smooth as he makes out. I give him a shit eating grin as he growls in frustration

"Immy stop being a hard ass, just dance with the poor guy." The blonde says. They talk briefly before the dark haired girl fleas the dance floor leaving Ice standing there like an ass and I laugh as he stomps away

"Sorry about that, where were we?" She smirks as she looks back over her shoulder at me. Her back pressed against my front I feel every movement of her perfect body and I already know I'm taking her home tonight. We dance for a while before she pulls her cell out of her bra and presses it to her ear

"Looks like my friend ditched me and I'm all alone." She pouts

"Well maybe I can keep you company?" I say against her ear, my arm around her waist pressing her ass against me

"How about a drink?" I ask as she turns to face me

"How about we get out of here?" She replies

"That was fast." I smirk

"I told you to keep up." She shrugs as she takes my hand and guides me through the crowd outside. I pull her towards my motorcycle before helping her put on my helmet. The ride back to the clubhouse is short, but she spends every second of it driving me crazy, her hands under my shirt and her thighs gripping me tightly.

I pull up outside the clubhouse and she climbs off the bike, unclipping my helmet and placing it on the seat. I pull her purse from my saddlebag and hand it to her before wrapping my arm around her and guiding her through the clubhouse upstairs to my room.

As soon as I close the door behind us she slams me back against it her lips crashing against mine. I grip her hips and pull her against me, letting her feel how fucking hard I am in my jeans. Her hands travel under my shirt and graze my abs as our tongues move together and then she goes straight for my belt buckle. She flicks open the top button on my jeans and her hand reaches in to grip my solid length. I groan against her lips as her hand begins to work me in my jeans. I run my hands down her sides and reach around to squeeze her ass roughly, but then she releases me and pulls me by my jeans before throwing me down on the bed. She pulls me to sit up before removing my cut and shirt and pushing me flat on my back. She climbs on top of me and I groan as she grinds against my dick

"You know you haven't even told me your name." I say as her lips move across my chest

"Natalie." She whispers as she continues to blaze a trail of heat down my torso with her hot mouth.

"Socket, just so you know what to scream later." I wink at her and she smirks against my skin. She climbs to the bottom of the bed and pulls my sneakers off before reaching up to grip my jeans and boxer briefs. Her nails graze along my bare thighs as our eyes meet and she kneels on the bed before me.

I groan as her tongue glides over the head of my dick as her fingers wrap around it. She teases me with her tongue but then I swear my eyes cross and I see stars when she takes me to the hilt and I feel myself hit the back of her throat.

"Fuck!" I curse as she works my cock with that pretty mouth of hers, the combination of her wet mouth, the suction and her tongue has me building up too fucking fast. But then suddenly she stops

"Don't want the party over so soon, I've been wanting to feel you since I saw you at the club." She smirks as she releases my dick and stands from the bed. She pulls her dress up her body and over her head to reveal her amazing body with a black lace bra and panties. She unhooks her bra and lets it fall to the floor, I lick my lips at the sight of her perfect tits, they look like they'll fit perfectly in my hand. She hooks her thumbs in her panties and slowly guides them down her slender legs to the floor.

"Condom." She says as she places her knee beside my foot on the bed. I reach into the nightstand and grab a condom, when I turn back she's straddling my thighs. She takes the condom from me and tears the packet before sliding it down my length teasingly slow.

She braces herself on my chest as she lifts her hips and slides down on my length, a soft moan escaping her lips. She barely takes a second to adjust before she begins moving, her hips rock and she lifts herself up and down on my dick. She rides me like a fucking pro as I grip her hips and lift up to meet her thrusts.

"Fuck!" I curse as my head falls back against the pillow, her walls gripping me like a vice and her moans tell me she's close and thank fuck I can't take much more before I blow. Normally when I get a girl in my bed I take the lead but I'm fucking loving Natalie taking charge.

"Fuck me you feel good." Natalie moans as she pounds my dick, her head rolling back. She cries out as her walls clench and her body shudders as she rides her orgasm. I use my grip on her hips to help her keep the rhythm and a few seconds later I fill the condom.

I wake up to sunlight shining through my window and look around to see Natalie sitting on the edge of the bed. Last night we fucked in a million different ways, each one better than the last.

"Morning." I say as I sit up

"I didn't mean to wake you, I was just going to call a cab." She replies as she stands up and straightens her dress

"No need, I'll give you a ride." I reply as I search for my clothes.

I park my truck up outside the address she gave me and she pulls a pen out of her purse

"I'm not into relationships or boyfriends, but if you ever want to fuck like that again, call me." She says as she turns my arm over and finds a gap between my ink to write her number. I watch as she jumps out of my truck and heads inside before saving her number in my cell, I definitely want to fuck like that again.