Steel Temptation (Back Down Devil MC #6)(21)

Nate unzipped his jeans and grabbed at his thick cock. He wrestled himself free and then put his other hand to the wall. There were no words needed for what was going to happen next.

Mia’s eyes went wide. She reached up and tried to grip him. Holding at the root of his cock, she offered a few small pumps as her mouth came at him. Her tongue licked him first, just under the head of his cock, at the bottom of his shaft.

Letting out a deep breath, Nate felt himself swelling, wanting to explode already.

Hurry, babe. Earn it.

Mia opened her mouth and pressed her lips to the tip of his cock. She slid over him a little and then quickly pulled back. Her lips against that sensitive part of his cock made him hiss. Mia repeated the motion again… and again… until Nate groaned and thrust forward, forcing himself deeper into her mouth. Mia’s eyes shut and she groaned, her mouth instantly full. He slowly pulled back, letting his dick pop free from her mouth. He growled and came at her again. Mia opened her mouth and accepted him. Her lips were over him, her tongue fighting to slide against the bottom of his smooth shaft.

When he pulled back, she chased him down, refusing to let his cock leave her mouth.

“Fuck,” Nate groaned.

Such a subtle and sexy move.

Nate then just stood there and let Mia do the rest of the job. Her head moved back and forth, her hair dancing around. Looking down beyond his dick getting sucked so good, he saw her little tits bouncing. Perky, firm, her nipples still hard.

Reaching his final few thrusts, Nate braced himself as he started to thrust at Mia again. He bent his knees a little and then gritted his teeth. With a groan and a hiss, Mia’s mouth went down his cock again. As she pulled back, Nate lost himself. He started to come, his cock pulsing, spilling into Mia’s mouth.

The f*cking woman who had been following him. She could be a f*cking liar, traitor, some bitch that deserved a gun in her mouth instead of a cock.

But too late, right?

Nate’s dick was in her mouth and he was still coming.

Mia stayed with him, moving down and pulling back with the throb of his dick.

After a few more slow and perfect thrusts, Nate pulled out of Mia’s mouth. He just stood there, staring down. Mia looked up at him with those beautiful eyes. Nate’s dick bounced, glistening from his orgasm and Mia’s spit.

Backing up, Nate tucked his cock away. He zipped up and turned around. It felt good… but it shouldn’t felt that good.

A second later the door opened and Griffin was there with food and beer. “Hey, br…” He saw Mia sitting there with her pants open and tits hanging out. “You don’t wait long, huh?”

“Nothing else to do in here,” Nate said.

“Here’s something to eat. Something tells me she’s already full though.”

Nate grinned. “Thanks.”

Griffin put the stuff down and then put a finger to Nate’s chest. “I hope you’re right with all this, brother. I’m against keeping her around and alive. You want *? There’s plenty of it all around. Don’t fall… don’t be stupid…”

“Have a good night, Griffin,” Nate said.

The door shut again and Nate turned.

Mia was frantically trying to clean herself up. “Nobody believes me but you. Why?”

Nate stared at her. She was goddamn gorgeous. A woman that did not belong in all of this. Just like so many women he’d seen before. Those who weren’t lucky…

“I don’t know why,” Nate said, lying. “Maybe I’m just stupid.”





nine.



Mia watched as Nate handed her a beer. She threw it back like she had never had a beer before. Cold, crisp, delicious.

“You can take it,” Nate said with a grin, maybe implying something else.

The whole thing had been… instant. Wild. Hot.

The moment boiled over and whatever, right? Mia had an idea about surviving. Sometimes you just needed to deal with it. Go for what you wanted to preserve something like hope. Yeah, sucking off Nate was an attempt to secure her survival, but it was good. Like really good. The way he tasted, thrusted, so big and thick. When he looked at her, it was like they were… actually looking at each other.

Mia had done things before to survive. Short on rent a few times, she never slept with Chris, but Chris directed her to a few of the patrons who would be willing to throw cash her way for something private. Not the greatest moment of her life, bending over an office chair in the back of the club, bracing herself for a few minutes of f*cking. But it paid the rent. It kept the lights on. And that only happened a few times.

Maybe this with Nate felt different, but it was a lie.

Mia quickly finished her beer.

Nate had a couple of burgers and fries. The food was greasy and good. The way Mia attacked it she knew it made it seem like she hadn’t seen the light of days in weeks. Hell, it had been just a few hours.

Seated next to her, Nate said, “You can’t f*ck around tomorrow. You do what we say when we say. We’ll be everywhere, watching. You f*ck up once, and you die.”

Mia licked a glob of ketchup off her lip. “You talk that way to everyone who just swallowed you down?”

Nate looked at her and raised an eyebrow. “Babe, most of the women who suck me off don’t say a word to me and I don’t say a word to them. Let alone know their name or give a shit.”