Sex & Mayhem 04 No Matter What by K.A. Merikan Read Free Book Online

serious sunburn, and he was
breathing as if he had just run a marathon, not the length of the
corridor.
    “Fuck,” he
finally hissed out loud, staring himself in the eye. “Get a
grip.”
    Ghost pushed
down his pants, and started jerking off with one of his hands
against the wall. But despite the unglamorous surroundings, his
imagination went straight back to the dream, and Ghost didn’t have
the energy to fight it.
    Luca pushing
down Ghost’s pajama. Sucking on the cockhead. Taking the dick in
deeper and kneading Ghost’s ass. Luca bobbing his head on Ghost’s
cock and looking up with those big, dark eyes.
    Ghost bit his
lip to make the groans of his orgasm quieter. All he could think of
was Luca swallowing his load with a pretty smile.
    He could never
again sleep with Luca in the same bed.
     

Age of Endless –
3
     
    Zara: It’s
getting bright outside.
     
    Ghost: Yeah?
It’s late evening here :)
     
    Zara: Oh God, I
took your whole day?
     
    Ghost: It’s
okay, don’t worry. I didn’t want to leave you alone.
    Ghost: And it
was nice talking to you.
     
    Zara: I better
go to sleep now. No idea when I have to get up. My sleep patterns
are all messed up since I moved here.
     
    Ghost: But
you’re sure you’re fine now?
     
    Zara: I think
so.
    Zara: Can I talk
to you again sometime? Just say no if you don’t want to, it’s okay.
I’m feeling much better already.
     
    Ghost: No, no!
It would be great. My guild needs a new member anyway. You could
join us.
    Ghost: You can
always write to me if you’re ever in a dark place again.
     
    Zara: I didn’t
think I’d meet someone like you online.

Chapter 4
     
    Ghost and Luca
each dressed in the bathroom. They met up with Tooth and Milk, and
had breakfast at a nearby diner before heading to Detroit. It was a
long ride, and with Luca’s firm, strong body pressing against
Ghost, those toned arms around his waist, he couldn’t help but let
his mind wander. Even Milk stopped his relentless teasing, most
probably after a talking to from Tooth, and so Ghost and Luca could
enjoy the awkward conversations during stops. It was so odd to be
around someone whom Ghost knew so well, and yet be so utterly lost
in the masculinity of that person. No matter how much Ghost tried
though, the moment Luca looked away, Ghost’s eyes strayed to where
they shouldn’t, following the curve of Luca’s ass and up his spine,
all the way to the broad, firm shoulders.
    It was already
getting dark when they arrived at the fence of their compound on
the outskirts of Detroit. The wide gate moved aside, letting them
in to the dusty front yard where a row of bikes waited for their
riders. Ghost had never called this place home, but it felt good to
bring Luca here. Judging from the quality of his clothes, he was
used to something much more luxurious than a compound made of
concrete, but at least he’d be safe here. The Coffin Nails wouldn’t
let anything happen to him within those walls.
    It was
strangely quiet as they approached the ugly gray door leading into
the bar from the inner yard. Ghost followed Tooth inside, and his
mind drifted off to the patches that caused so much strife at his
home. Since he’d lost his medical licence, his father wanted him to
prospect and eventually join the club, while Ghost’s mother would
see him choose a path as far away from the Coffin Nails as
possible. It was a neverending struggle, especially that most of
his money came from the MC these days.
    Tooth looked
around and eventually his eyes settled on Blitz, a guy whose bald
head and pronounced Adam’s apple never ceased to remind Ghost of a
vulture. He sat in a beat-up leather chair under a flag with the
club symbol, with a smartphone in hand. Blitz raised his hand in
greeting.
    “Where’s
everyone?” asked Milk, but Blitz waved a hand at him.
    “Priest’s in
his office. Asked all of you to come over as soon as you
arrive.”
    Tooth looked
back with a frown, but he gestured for everyone to follow