Guilty Bastard (Grim Bastards MC) - Shelley Springfield Page 0,26

side, so I’m no longer in on everything that goes on in the club. More often than not, it pisses me way the fuck off. Still, I keep my mouth shut.

Lifting my chin, I say the same thing I said the day he put on his officer’s cut. “Watch the Pres’ back.”

“Until the day I die,” he promises, standing up and heading to the door.

When I hear the door click closed, I stand up and head toward the back of the house. As soon as I walk into the bedroom, the sound of the shower running hits my ear. A smile spreads across my lips as thoughts of my naked woman fill my head. I strip off my clothes, grab a condom from the dresser, and head into the bathroom. When I step inside, I hear Lisa’s beautiful voice singing, and my smile grows.

I lay the condom on the shelf beside the bathtub as I push open the shower curtain. The sound gets Lisa’s attention; she stops singing as she jerks around to look at me. A big smile reaches her face when she sees my naked body, and I step in the shower with her. I barely have time to shut the curtain before she grabs me and slams her lips against mine.

I kiss her back, and while our tongues are at war with each other, I reach up and grab a handful of her long wet hair. I wrap it around my fist and give it a firm yank until she is forced to pull her mouth away. “You didn’t ask me if I wanted to shower with you. That wasn’t very nice, and I think you deserve some sort of punishment.”

I give her head just enough of a push so that she knows what I want. My woman knows exactly what’s on my mind, and as I loosen my grip on her hair, she immediately goes to her knees.

“I thought you said punishment. I wouldn’t by any means call this punishment,” she purrs before she wraps her silky hand around my hardened length while leaning forward to lick the head of my cock.

As she wraps those wonderful lips around me, it takes me a minute to put words together to form a response. “We are just getting started. There’s plenty of time for punishment.”

I lean back against the shower wall when she takes me deep into her mouth. I can feel the head of my cock brushing the back of her throat, and the intense pleasure is almost more than I can take.

“Fuck yes, baby, that feels so good,” I groan out as she tightens her grip.

She knows how to use her mouth to bring me right to the edge. I’m not sure what it is she does with her tongue around the head of my dick, but it curls my toes every time with a mixture of pleasure and torture. All I know is it feels great.

I take her hair in my hand once again and pull her lips off of me. She has water running down the sides of her face from the spray of the shower, and it looks hot as hell. I’m one lucky motherfucker.

She pouts at me as I help her to stand up. She runs her hand over my beard-covered jaw and asks, “Why did you make me stop? It was just getting good.”

I chuckle at her as I wipe the water from her face. “There’s only so much hot water, and I have other plans for this shower.”

I reach out and give her hardened nipple a swift tug before kissing her with enough intensity that there’s no way she can question that her efforts went unnoticed.

She moans against my mouth as I turn us and press her against the back of the shower. I run my hands down the sides of her body until I reach the soft curve of her ass. I caress it for a minute, amazed by the perfect combination of firmness and softness that it entails.

With one hand, I lift the back of her leg enough so she can prop it on the edge of the tub. I remove my other hand from her long enough to reach around and cup her soaking wet pussy. As I run my fingers through her wet folds, her moans of pleasure and her nails digging into my back let me know she’s just as ready as I am.

I reach outside of the shower and grab the condom off the