Keys To My Cuffs (The Heroes of The Dixie Wardens MC Book 4) Read Online Free Page A
Author: Lani Lynn Vale
other Harleys starting right alongside me.
The last thing I saw as we pulled out into the street was the dismayed eyes of my neighbor as she watched me ride away.
Which made me wonder, was it because I was in a MC, or because she didn’t want to see me go?
Chapter 4
I want to bang you like a screen door in a hurricane.
-E-card
Channing
4 months later
I needed sex.
If I didn’t get some sex soon, I’d die. For sure.
My eyes wandered over to the house next door, and I watched, for the fifth night in a row, as the man masturbated in front of his window.
The sad thing was that he didn’t even know what kind of erotic show he was giving me.
He had curtains for Christ’s sakes. Why did they become so sheer at night?
With the back lighting of the light, all I had to do was sit on my bed, stare forward, and I had a perfect real time movie of the man in silhouette as he worked his hard cock.
Fuck, but I could even see it when he came. How was that even possible?
And tonight, here I was laying out on my bed, naked, and masturbating to the sight of it.
I was a sick fucker.
Even more, it was almost fate that he’d wait until so late at night to do it. I mean, it was three in the morning for Christ’s sake.
Did the man ever sleep?
He’d started going to work during the day now, and I was only able to see him early in the morning or late in the evening. Though, he was always working on that car until it was late, even if he worked that day. So late that he had to use a light. And I could see it for hours.
Tonight was different though. He’d had to bail out early due to the storm, which put him in his room earlier than he ever got there. His window was open, just like mine was.
And the storm was going strong.
Which was why when the wind gusted, the window treatment on the man’s window blew back causing him to look over quickly.
And in that instant, the curtains stayed parted, our eyes connected, and I knew he saw me masturbating along with him. The smile told me everything.
He didn’t stop, though. Instead, he got closer. He was so close to the curtains that I could’ve thrown the dildo I was masturbating with at him and struck him with it.
Not that I would have. He probably would’ve kept it in retaliation, but still. He was so close that I could swear he heard my labored breathing.
Our hands worked on our bodies in unison. I watched him work himself faster and faster, moving his hand so quick down his hard length that it was a blur.
My eyes threatened to close as my orgasm became imminent, but I fought it. I didn’t want to miss a second of this show.
Moments later, my orgasm blasted over me.
My nipples tightened to hard peaks, and goose bumps broke out over my skin, despite the muggy air. Lightening shot down my spine and centered in my pussy as I shoved the dildo inside me even harder, prolonging the release that was rocking my body.
His hoarse shout had me snapping my eyes open to watch as his hand worked his own orgasm out of his dick, jetting hot spurts of semen into his hand.
His eyes looked over to mine as he watched me slowly pull out the purple dildo, and he smiled before letting the curtain go once more.
It was then that I realized he’d seen me come, and I’d seen him do the same.
He’d moved the curtain.
Holy shit.
His dick was huge.
Holy shit.
Now I was horny all over again.
Fuck.
***
The note on my car, before I left for work, had me blushing so hard that I felt lightheaded.
‘WAS IT AS GOOD FOR YOU AS IT WAS FOR ME?—LOKI’ .
The handwriting was in all caps, and had a slight lean to the right, and I knew instantly whom it was from.
My neighbor.
Loki.
At least I had his name now.
Loki...the biker. The very big, scary biker who belonged to a biker gang.
When those bikers had pulled up that day, four months ago, in their black leather, riding those massive bikes, my breath froze in my chest.
They were all massive and scary looking, and the older one,
The last thing I saw as we pulled out into the street was the dismayed eyes of my neighbor as she watched me ride away.
Which made me wonder, was it because I was in a MC, or because she didn’t want to see me go?
Chapter 4
I want to bang you like a screen door in a hurricane.
-E-card
Channing
4 months later
I needed sex.
If I didn’t get some sex soon, I’d die. For sure.
My eyes wandered over to the house next door, and I watched, for the fifth night in a row, as the man masturbated in front of his window.
The sad thing was that he didn’t even know what kind of erotic show he was giving me.
He had curtains for Christ’s sakes. Why did they become so sheer at night?
With the back lighting of the light, all I had to do was sit on my bed, stare forward, and I had a perfect real time movie of the man in silhouette as he worked his hard cock.
Fuck, but I could even see it when he came. How was that even possible?
And tonight, here I was laying out on my bed, naked, and masturbating to the sight of it.
I was a sick fucker.
Even more, it was almost fate that he’d wait until so late at night to do it. I mean, it was three in the morning for Christ’s sake.
Did the man ever sleep?
He’d started going to work during the day now, and I was only able to see him early in the morning or late in the evening. Though, he was always working on that car until it was late, even if he worked that day. So late that he had to use a light. And I could see it for hours.
Tonight was different though. He’d had to bail out early due to the storm, which put him in his room earlier than he ever got there. His window was open, just like mine was.
And the storm was going strong.
Which was why when the wind gusted, the window treatment on the man’s window blew back causing him to look over quickly.
And in that instant, the curtains stayed parted, our eyes connected, and I knew he saw me masturbating along with him. The smile told me everything.
He didn’t stop, though. Instead, he got closer. He was so close to the curtains that I could’ve thrown the dildo I was masturbating with at him and struck him with it.
Not that I would have. He probably would’ve kept it in retaliation, but still. He was so close that I could swear he heard my labored breathing.
Our hands worked on our bodies in unison. I watched him work himself faster and faster, moving his hand so quick down his hard length that it was a blur.
My eyes threatened to close as my orgasm became imminent, but I fought it. I didn’t want to miss a second of this show.
Moments later, my orgasm blasted over me.
My nipples tightened to hard peaks, and goose bumps broke out over my skin, despite the muggy air. Lightening shot down my spine and centered in my pussy as I shoved the dildo inside me even harder, prolonging the release that was rocking my body.
His hoarse shout had me snapping my eyes open to watch as his hand worked his own orgasm out of his dick, jetting hot spurts of semen into his hand.
His eyes looked over to mine as he watched me slowly pull out the purple dildo, and he smiled before letting the curtain go once more.
It was then that I realized he’d seen me come, and I’d seen him do the same.
He’d moved the curtain.
Holy shit.
His dick was huge.
Holy shit.
Now I was horny all over again.
Fuck.
***
The note on my car, before I left for work, had me blushing so hard that I felt lightheaded.
‘WAS IT AS GOOD FOR YOU AS IT WAS FOR ME?—LOKI’ .
The handwriting was in all caps, and had a slight lean to the right, and I knew instantly whom it was from.
My neighbor.
Loki.
At least I had his name now.
Loki...the biker. The very big, scary biker who belonged to a biker gang.
When those bikers had pulled up that day, four months ago, in their black leather, riding those massive bikes, my breath froze in my chest.
They were all massive and scary looking, and the older one,
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