Drabble Six
A/N: My first update of the day! This was super fun to write and I hope I did the request justice! I got the inspiration since I was laying pool through my iPhone. I’m still iffy about my smut writing skills, but I’m trying! Thank you all so much for the love you all have given me! You are all so amazing! Also, god bless the Weekend since I was listening to him the whole time I was writing this.
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Warnings: Smut
83. “You’re such a hoe. Such a slut for me.”
88. “Choke me.”
Angel watched you like a predator hunting its prey. You were making your rounds in the clubhouse, talking to the various guests you recognized. The way your hips swayed, how that dress you were wearing was hugging all of your curves the right way, Angel was already semi-hard just thinking of ripping the dress off of you. It didn’t escape him how many men were looking at you and as jealous as he could be, it gave him satisfaction knowing that you were going to be underneath him tonight, screaming in ecstasy as he continuously pounded into you.
His amor, his alma, his fucking vida.
But he had to show his face for a few hours, after all, his baby brother just became a full patch member.
It was EZ’s celebratory party after being patched.
Being Angel’s old lady, you were making your rounds, greeting the patched members of the MC, asking them if they needed anything. You got yourself and Angel a beer, making your way over back to you man. Your dress was a little too tight for his liking, but he knew it would cause an argument if he even asked you to change.
“Here you go babe,” you handed him his beer.
Angel’s arm immediately went around your waist, his mouth dropping to your ear. “You keep fucking with me and I’m about five minutes away from taking you to the back and fucking you.”
His voice and words cause a shiver to go down your spine. You smirked, looking up at Angel.
“Don’t you love my dress though?” You made a little twirl for Angel, making him chuckle.
“I’d fucking love the dress more if it was off of you.” He kissed you, earning some groans from Coco and Gilly.
“God, do you two ever not want to fuck.” Gilly pretended to gag. “You’ve been fucking married for almost five years now, are you not over the honeymoon stage?’
“If you go home to this hermano, there’s no such fucking thing.” Angel smirked devilishly and his two brothers groaned again.
“You two fuck more than anyone I know. You two have a kid now, how the fuck do you two have time to fuck?” Your son was three years old. He slept on his own bed and he was a good kid. He always slept through the night. Besides that, Angel always found a way to have you any way he could. Whether it was in the bathroom, closet, laundry room, they’ve fuck at every surface of their home with the exception of their son’s bedroom.
“You really want to know that?” You asked Coco and Gilly who just shook their heads.
“That’s a hard no for me. We go over a lot, we don’t need to know what surfaces you’ve fucked on.” Gilly shook his head, not wanting to even think of you two fucking.
You and Angel laughed at his words.
“How about we play a game of pool?” You challenged Angel. “If I win, we stay, have fun at your brother’s expense then we can go home.”
Angel took a swig of his beer, leaning down to give you his terms. “But if I win, I take you home and rip that dress off and pound that little pussy till you’re screaming my name.”
Your legs clenched at his words, recovering quickly so Angel doesn’t see just how you affected him. But Angel knew just how he affected you.
“You ready mi dulce?” Angel asked as he pulled away from you.
“You know I am.”
Gilly set up the table for you two, Angel letting you break since he insisted on lady’s first. You broke, sinking in the 3 ball, a solid.
“Already one up baby,” you winked at Angel, the smug look on your face making Angel chuckle.
“You’re always so confident after making one baby girl, let’s see how the rest of the game plays out.” He drank his beer one more time, his eyes just trained on your body.
It was Angel’s turn and like the cocky bastard that he was, he blew you a kiss after every shot he made. Three stripe balls was what he made before passing by you and smacking your ass. You playfully glared at your husband. All you had to do was distract Angel, this would be easy. You sunk three balls in as well, smirking Angel’s way.
“Hermano, you can’t let your wife beat you.” Gilly teased knowing fully well you were a hustler when it came to pool. You pretended like you didn’t fucking know how to play pool, it was how you started dating Angel. You guys met at some bar and you won three hundred dollars from him, Gilly and Coco. Gilly and Coco lost strictly on skills, but Angel lost cause he was so distracted by you. It was history after that.
“You try beating her,” Angel muttered under his breath. You were insanely good at pool. If Angel wanted to, he could take you the next town over and win at least a thousand dollars from those poor souls, but you tried not to use your skill for evil too much.
Angel set up his shot, he was lining up to hit the white ball when you bent over right in front of him, causing Angel to groan. “You playing dirty baby,” he said to you as he hit the white ball, missing the shot.
“What?” You feigned innocence. “Whatever do you mean?”
Angel grabbed you, pulling your back against his front. “You ain’t going to be walking after tonight.”
You chuckled at his warning, winking at him. You sunk another three causing Angel to groan, with one left the eight ball. You missed the ball, letting Angel go.
“Angel, why even play your wife? You know she’s going to just beat you.” An amused Creeper asked Angel as he handed you another beer. “La reina rarely loses.”
Angel went, sinking in three balls with only two balls to go with one being the eight ball. He groaned when he missed his shot, looking at you with those eyes of his whenever he wanted something from you. “Mi alma, come on, you can let me win,” he walked over to you kissing you as a means to distract you, to light you up with desire.
You pulled away, taking a deep breath. Even after all these years, Angel’s kisses still took your breath away.
“Sorry mi amor, Coco bet on me and he promised he’d give me a cut.” You gave him a quick kiss before lining up to shoot the eight ball. You called a corner and sank the ball in.
Angel just shook his head, smirked on his lips. Coco cheered you on, giving you a hug. He collected the money and gave you half. You sauntered over the Angel, slipping the money in his pocket and brushing your fingers against his dick.
“You want to go home?” You asked, biting your bottom lip.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” your head thrashed against the pillows as Angel ate you out, your legs quivering on either side of his head.
You were coming for the third time, once in the car when he fingered you, the second time on your couch and now, you were laying in bed, your dress bunched up your waist. Your orgasm came hard, you yelled out his name once again, looking up at the ceiling, your eyes rolling back at the intensity.
“Mi alma, you look so fucking beautiful.” Angel kissed your inner thigh, your legs quivering after yet another orgasm. You tried to close your legs and Angel wouldn’t let you. “Look at you talking all that shit earlier and now, you trying to run from me.” He hasn’t even taken off any of his clothes.
“Baby, let me feel you.” You reached out to him.
Angel took off his clothing, switching spots with you. He was now naked on your bed, with you leaning over him. You kissed his lips, all over his neck, making your way down to his cock. Your lips wrapped around his cock, taking him in. He was so painfully hard and the warmth of your mouth felt too fucking good.
“That’s right baby, take me fucking in.” His hand wrapped around your hair as he guided your mouth up and down his cock. “Fuck, I love watching you with your mouth around my cock.” You groaned, loving Angel’s filthy mouth.
You let go of his cock with a pop, Angel groaning as you did. Wrapping a hand around his cock, you moved it up and down, tightening your hand ever so often.
“Put me inside you baby, I wanna come inside of you.” Angel removed your hand from his cock, assisting you so that you were hovering over his cock.
You slid down, groaning at the stretch. The burn always felt so good since it drove you crazy. No matter how many times you’ve had Angel, he still stretched you out. You love it when he watched the place where you two were connected, it made you want him that much more.
You moaned, your pussy was still sensitive after all those orgasms. You were tightening around Angel causing him to grip your hips.
“Baby, stop squeezing me so hard. You’re gonna make this end sooner than I want it to.”
Once he was fully in you, he switched you over so that you were on your back.
“Look at that fucking dress.” Angel unzipped the front, your boobs were just waiting to spill out. He pulled down the front, wrapping his mouth around one of your nipples, biting it.
“Angel, fuck.” This was so much stimulation, you felt that everything was sensitive.
Angel pounded into you just as he promised earlier. “You’re such a hoe. Such a slut for me.”
You moaned, taking Angel’s hand and placing it against your neck. “Choke me.”
Angel did as you requested as he slightly tightened his old on your neck. He hovered over your, slowing his pace as he fucked you deep, hitting that spot over and over again. Your orgasm was near and you felt like you couldn’t breathe. Everything was too much, but you fucking loved it.
“Look at you baby, you’re so fucking wet. You like it when I’m rough with you?” He bit the top of your breast, losing his grip around your neck.
His pace was still slow, fucking you as your orgasm him. Your mouth opened with a silent scream, your hand scratching at the hand on your neck, loving the weight of it all. He fucked you through your fourth orgasm of the night. Angel kept his hand on your neck as he quickened his pace knowing he couldn’t last much longer.
All he could think about was that dress and how it hugged you sinfully. How almost all of the men at that party watched you, prayed it would malfunction and show them a piece of your forbidden skin.
“Everyone at the party was looking at you baby, at what’s mine. It drives me crazy when they do, but you know what keeps me at bay?”
You shook your head unable to speak.
“They’ll never see you like this, never see you on the verge of coming. They’ll never see how you look when you’re begging me to give it to you hard and fast. Or the expression you make when I hit that spot over and over again.” And that’s what Angel was doing, he was hitting that spot over and over again. “You’re such a slut for my cock, aren’t you?”
“Yes daddy,” you whimpered out causing Angel to groan. It was rare for you to call Angel daddy but when you did, it just turned Angel on even more.
“Fuck,” he knew he wasn’t going to last long. He was barely holding on before you called him daddy. “You take daddy’s cock so well baby, I’ll buy all the fucking dresses you want, but only I can see it.”
You took the hand around your neck and moved it to your clit. Angel never needed guidance, but every once in a while, you nudged him to the right direction.
“Ready to come again?” He rubbed his thumb where you two met, the slickness from you would help with your clit. He rubbed it with his thumb in a circular motion, his speed never wavering.
“You always feel so good daddy,” you said to Angel as he continued to pound into you.
You clenched around him, your orgasm coming and his coming right after you. His name on your lips, you felt some tears coming from your eyes due to the overstimulation, but it felt so good.
Angel kissed you before he pulled away to wipe your tears.
“Too much?” He questioned.
You shook your head. “No, it was amazing.”
“Take that dress off baby.”
He helped you take your dress off, throwing it to the floor of your bedroom. He slid his fingers in you, going in and out. You laid back down, trying to push his hand away.
“Angel, don’t, it’s going to be too much.” You tried to push his hand away.
“You knew what the dress was going to do to me.” He nibbled on your ear as he watched his fingers disappear inside your pussy. “I wanted to bend you over that pool table and fuck you senseless.”
“Angel,” you couldn’t even reply to him. He began to hit the palm of his hand against your clit. You thrashed your head from side to side, your hips meeting his fingers.
“You look immaculate like this, the glow you have after an orgasm is something else baby. Your lips are swollen, just asking to be kissed.” He kissed you, muffling your screams as you came again. He took out his fingers, your legs closing. You were breathing hard, just looking at Angel. He took his fingers into his mouth, sucking them clean. “You always taste so good.”
“You’re gonna fucking kill me.” You turned away from your husband.
He laughed pulling you against him, feeling his hardened cock against your back. “What a way to die, right?”
