Devil's Charm

“Baby, don’t go getting sentimental on me. I’m f**king dangerous, and the moment you think otherwise, will be your mistake.” He turned her around, lifting her up onto the kitchen counter.

His lips slammed down on hers, and she whimpered as his hands roamed her body. “Fuck me, I can’t get enough of you.”

Without any word to his men, he lifted her in his arms and carried her toward the stairs.

“Boss, food’s ready,” Curse said.

“Then feed your f**king selves and keep yourselves occupied.”

Burying her head against his neck, she groaned at the knowing look in Curse’s eyes.

“Have fun.”

Groaning, she held on tighter to his neck. “You’re not being fair. How can I face them again?”

“With a smile on your face knowing I’ve f**ked you good.” He kicked open their door, slamming it behind him. She giggled as he dropped her to the floor.

He tugged out the band holding her hair up.

Next he fingered the length, sinking his hands in and fisting them. She gasped at the bite of pain from the pull of his hands.

His lips covered hers, and her pu**y bloomed. She crossed her legs knowing she wanted him badly.

Devil broke from the kiss, releasing her. “You’re going to dance for me,” he said.

“What?”

She watched him walk toward the stereo, and a slow moving tune filled the air.

“No one else is here. I saw you dance. You didn’t want any of the men there. If they had touched you, I know you’d have hated it.” He sat down on the edge of the bed.

He removed his leather cut showing his Chaos Bleeds MC status.

“This time I want you to dance for me, knowing only I am going to be the one to f**k you in the end.”

Her heart pounded against her chest. She had never danced for anyone in her life. The music flowed around them.

“Dance for me.”

It wasn’t a request, but she felt the urge to please him, to have something between them. None of the men were ever going to see her dance again. Nodding her head, she took a step back, turning away from him. She didn’t think about money or Simon, only her need to feel his hard dick sliding inside her. They were far enough from the garden that she didn’t even hear them talking

You can do this.

She allowed all of her desire and arousal to flow into her movements. First she worked her h*ps knowing what he loved about her body. The jeans she wore rode low on her h*ps leaving her slightly rounded stomach on display. The vest shirt was pulled taut over her large br**sts. Devil liked to see her curvy figure and wouldn’t allow her to wear anything that would obscure his view of her body. Part of her was thrilled with how taken he was of her body. Another part hated being on display.

Years of being told she was fat, ugly, and disgusting could do that. Her mother and Kayla had worn away at her confidence from a young age. Dancing hadn’t brought it back, but she was starting to think Devil was determined to.

Turning around, she sank her fingers into her hair and danced, keeping her gaze on his. Devil’s gaze travelled up and down her body, landing on her br**sts. She really liked the fullness of them, especially when he loved to play with her. For an entire movie she’d sat between his legs as he stroked her br**sts.

He drove her crazy while he was just happy to hold what was his.

She unbuttoned her jeans, spinning back to him showing her ass. Lexie heard him groan as she wiggled out of the denim then kicked it aside. She wore a pair of lace panties.

Moving back, she allowed him to touch her ass. Taking hold of his hands, she ran them up and down her body. This was not a dance on stage, and she needed his touch to keep her in place.

When he made to touch her br**sts, she stopped him, pulling away and shaking her head.

“This was a bad f**king idea,” he said, muttering.

Smiling, she shook her head, dancing toward the next song. Several seconds passed, and she pulled up her shirt, showing him a glimpse of the lace bra she wore. Her ni**les would be on full display and easily visible through the sheer fabric.

Glancing down, she saw the clear evidence of his arousal.

She tugged the vest shirt up over her head, hiding her chest from his view.

“Fucking tease,” he said.

“This is what you wanted.” She pointed out the truth to him. Lexie didn’t deserve any teasing at all. She was simply following his orders. He’d not given her much choice.

She couldn’t deny the arousal, though, at dancing only for him.

Moving closer, she reached behind her tearing off the bra. She pushed his hands away, cupping her br**sts in offering to him.

“Fuck me, you’re something else entirely.” He flicked his tongue over her ni**les, and she cried out at the feel of his tongue on her ultra-sensitive skin.

Arching up, she felt his hands grip her ass rubbing her against his cock. He was thick, hard, and throbbing.

Her desire to do something else had her pulling out of his lap.

“The dance is over.”

She sank to her knees, going to the button of his leathers. Together they worked to pull his c**k out of the tight confines that bound him. He was long and thick. The tip of his shaft leaked his pr**cum.

Smiling up at him, she licked the tip in the same way he’d licked her ni**les.

“Fuck.” He cursed, sinking his fingers into her hair as she continued to lick his cum from the tiny slit at the tip. He didn’t ram his dick into her mouth. Devil waited patiently for her to take him into her mouth.

His fingers were soothing as she licked along the thick vein pulsing with blood. The song changed, and she ignored it. She stayed knelt on the floor, sucking his c**k into her mouth. Taking the tip in first she worked more and more of him inside until she had more than half of his cock.

There was too much for her to take at once. Devil took over, fisting her hair, pulling her off and thrusting back into her mouth. His c**k was coated in her saliva, which didn’t seem to bother him at all.

She kept her mouth open as he f**ked her mouth hard. The thrust were deep but not to the point of making her gag.

Staring up at him, she saw the pleasure shining in his eyes.

“No, I don’t want to come in your f**king mouth.” He tugged her off his c**k and brought her up for a kiss. She moaned as he thrust his tongue into her mouth.

With quick easy moves, he turned her to the bed, putting her on her knees. “This is how I want to spend my days.”

Lexie gasped. His fingers probed her pu**y, sliding through her slit, coating his digits with her cream before caressing her bud. He knew just how to touch her to get what he wanted.