Sin City Legends MC "Completed!"

Chatper 12

“Rylee’s p.o.v"

Its been six hours since Dustin left. God! Its driving me crazy, what did Logan mean by I’m the trophy. Guh.. it drove me crazy that I couldn’t figure it out. I rolled over in the bed, cause I couldn’t sleep. So I pulled his pillow closer wrapping my arms around it.

I turned on YouTube via the stupid fire stick an played my favorite artist again, Connor Maynard’s sweet voice filled the room. I could feel myself starting to get attached to Dustin as I held his dog tags in my hand softly rubbing my finger over his name. This needs to stop now, I thought to myself. But his smell! An touch! I could feel a longing for him. His pillows smell giving me comfort.

My phone started ringing loudly next to me, waking me suddenly I didn’t even realize I had fallen asleep. I looked at my phone an it said 15 missed calls an 5 missed texted messages, an two voicemail. One seemed to be from Logan. I decided to deal with that later, so I selected the one from Dustin. As I sat up in the large lonely bed an started smoking the blunt from my goodie bag.

*Voice-mail message*

“Rylee! Angel! f*****g answer the phone! I’ve called like 10 times Sweetheart! I need to know your safe!! Please stop being mad angel, I need you! I just can’t f*****g tell you why, but its more than that… I… I think I’m…” there was a short pause as I heard someone say, “Get the f**k off the phone VP an get your d**k sucked you’ll feel better, p***y ain’t worth all that when there’s more just sitting around bro!” followed by more silence I felt anger boiling up in me than. That’s when I heard Dustin finally speak again.

“f**k you! Mother-fucker your just mad DD left your ass cause she caught you bare assed an balls deep f*****g a sweetbutt! When she was 6 months pregnant with your third kid! Your one to talk!” Then you heard him hit someone hard an beat them up, then a second later he spoke again.

“Angel! I need you, please forgive me. I miss your sweet lips wrapped around my hard d**k! f**k! I need your juicy wet p***y, I’m coming home angel an I’m starving for that sweet juice!” Then the phone clicked off.

*End*

I looked at the time stamp, that was 20 minutes ago. I felt this wave of excitement run over me, a large part of me wanted his touch an his perfect c**k all up in me again. I could feel myself getting wet, so I got up an changed my clothes. I didn’t know why I was doing it, but I just did.

Putting on my new black lace bra an matching bikini bottom panties, then his t-shirt over everything again. An started fixing my hair as I smoked my blunt more. Then I heard Harleys roar up the driveway, I rushed out of the bathroom an popped four gummies into my mouth an swallowed fast an jumped on the bed. Pulling the covers half over myself.

I was already feeling pretty high, but I didn’t care. I heard Dustin fumbling with his keys as he spoke! “Lets see if she listened!” there was a ruff noise then he spoke again, “Good girl, she locked the door. Only problem is I’m so f****d up I can’t get it open now. f**k! MY LIFE!.... I just want my girl.”

You could hear him kick the door with his boot. After a few moments, he came stumbling into the bedroom slamming the door behind him as he locked it. Dustin pulled off his boots, an tossed his cut on the bed next to me as I sat there waiting for him. Trying to look sexy an seductive with my legs crossed nicely.

His voice was very deep an husky I could tell he’d been drinking an smoking. “Let me f*****g see it!” I c****d my head to the side pulling my hair back off my right side of my neck showing him my brand as I sat up sweetly.

He started stumbling some to the right, then steadied himself on the dresser. He took off his shirt an his pants. “Take off the shirt, an hand me my cut! Angel.” I did as he asked me, he put his cut back on an pulled out his rock hard c**k as his boxers fell to the floor then he started rubbing it roughly in his hand.

I slowly took off his shirt than an tossed it to the ground. “You shouldn’t have ridden home in your condition Dustin, you could’ve gotten hurt.” I said very softly. “Shut up! Rub your p***y for me! I want to watch you play with yourself why I jerk off!” he said with venom in his voice his demon answering me.

I slowly unclipped my bra an dropped it to the floor, then pulled my panties off an then he reached over an took them from me before I could toss them to the floor. He started rubbing my panties on his c**k. “Touch it! Now Angel!” he demanded of me. I turned over onto my knees an shook my ass at him, then turned an faced him slowly crawling up to him as his dog tags clink together then fell off my breasts hanging around my neck.

I was about four inches from this Viking God, an he just started to reeked of something! “Uh! Dustin what’s that horrible smell, Its smells like blood!” I said as I brought my hand to my face. I could see him more clearly in the light from the TV as the song changed now.

He had a cut on his cheek an a bloody lip, his hands had blood on them along with his clothes on the floor. I tried to back away from him then, when he grabbed my wrist in his hand. His knuckles had cuts and scrapes all over them. “Dustin!” I said with worry on my voice.

“Don’t f*****g say it! I did it to defend your honor! No, one calls me p***y whipped! Then insults my old lady saying he could f**k her better than me an I should pass her around! When my angel is mine! Only my d**k is going to be balls deep into that naughty p***y! You hear me Rylee!” He said in a sharp tone to me, then dropped his c**k out of his hand.

And rubbed his hand roughly over my p***y, pushing his fingers up an in. “Ah! Good girl, your already wet!” I started to wiggle around in his hold. “Dustin!” I said breathing heavily now in protest. “Yes, Angel.” He cooed back pulling me closer to him, he dug his nose into my neck an kissed my brand under my ear.

Then he breathed heavily, an pulled me sharply away. “Oh, Angel. Your stoned aren’t you I can smell my weed on you! How many gummies did you eat?” as he looked over at the dresser. “Four, I wanted to have s*x stoned for once. What’s wrong with that!”

He turned back to look at me, with a smile on his face. “As my Angel commands, I will give. I’m glad your stoned, cause I’m going to f**k the s**t out of you tonight.” He cooed so seductively to me his demon on his lips. Then turned me around an pushed me over as he spread my legs. He started rubbing an kissing my ass cheek as he rubbed the head of his c**k on my c**t.

My body started to tingle as a warm wave rushed over me. He rubbed his hand up my back softly. An ran his thumb over his name, an roughly said, “Mine!” as he slowly began! Pushing just the head in an out of me. I moaned out softly than. “Dustin! uhmmm Yes! that feels so good.” I could feel myself starting to shake some, then these strong hands were on my hips steadying me again.

He moved in an out of me very slowly an deeply as he rotated his hips, then he leaned over my back wrapping his forearm around my chest pulling me up and slamming my back onto his chest. His arm firmly holding me to him as my boobs are being smashed, an his other hands on my hip. His face was pushing onto my neck right by my brand under my ear.

I could hear his heavy breathing, as he pumped himself more aggressively into me. “Ah! f**k Angel!” the words softly escaped his lips. I could smell the alcohol all over him, with sweat, smoke, blood. I couldn’t find his yummiest smell this time that I was starting to long for.

He grunted now loudly, as I moaned out his name cause he started rubbing my c**t as he drove himself deeper into me. “That’s my naughty girl, show my c**k how much you love it!” followed by more heavy breathing. “Your c*m is dripping down my balls angel! f**k! Angel your p***y is perfect, I love you Rylee. f**k the pipeline! Your all I need.” Then he very aggressively rams himself into me, an blows his load.

Dustin released me completely as I fell forward back onto the bed as he pulled his d**k out, then he smacked my ass, took his cut off an put it on the chair an walked into the bathroom. Leaving me there to collect myself, from the pleasure cloud he left me stuck in.