It was only a matter of time before the place resembled a Roman orgy anyway, one of the many perks of being part of an MC.
"So, do you have a name?"
"Yes, I do, Brandon."
"Huh, you have me at a disadvantage; you know my name, but I still don't know yours." It was kind of flattering that she had obviously asked about me.
"It's Illyana."
"Beautiful, kinda different; I like it." We made it to my room, and I offered her a drink, which she refused.
"Why don't we skip the formalities? We both know why I'm here." She ran her nails down the side of my shaved head while pushing her chest into mine.
"Hmm." She's cute. I picked her tiny ass up and wrapped her legs around my middle while finding her mouth with mine.
She tasted like she looked, like cotton candy. f**k I love 'em, sweet. She gro
