The Switch by Debra Kayn (desktop ebook reader TXT) 📗

Trip made her feel daring and sexy. He excited her more than she'd ever thought possible.

His tongue lapped along her slit from behind. From her clit to her anus, he covered every inch. Adding his saliva to her juice, he glided over her pussy. The sensation was so delightful, she swelled and opened under his attention.

Thrusting her hips back and forth, she moaned. All the pleasure bubbled together and threatened to bring her to orgasm if he didn't hurry and enter her.

"Please, Trip." She tossed her hair over her back. Her breath came in little pants. "Please."

He grabbed the ends of her hair in his fist and placed his other hand on her hip. The head of his cock sat at her entrance. He pulled her back by her hair onto his hardness. An inch at a time, he entered her pussy. She trembled under the wave of pleasure washing over her.

"Oh...my...God." Her arms quivered.

Balls-deep and filling every womanly bit, Trip held himself steady. She quivered as he slowly pulled his cock almost out of her pussy. Her eyes rolled back. Caught in the ecstasy he'd created, she moaned.

He plunged into her depth.

Her fingers curled into the blanket, holding on.

He fucked her hard, and she met each thrust. She groaned and bucked against his pelvis. The hold on her hair kept her in place and titillated her.

She no longer had any control over how her body reacted. Riding the sensations deep inside of her, she went higher and higher.

Her arousal flowed throughout her body, her limbs, and catapulted her over the edge into an orgasm.

A moan burst out of her, long and deep, between her clenched teeth. Her pussy spasmed around him. Every bump of his ball sac against her clit during his inward thrust sent her into another convulsion of delight.

Trip gave two more quick strokes of his cock, held himself tight to her ass, and grunted. His body tremored with release.

Unable to hold herself up with her arms, she laid her head down on the bed. Trip pulled his cock out of her and collapsed beside her on the bed.

A happy, exhausted gaze met her eyes, and the most tender expression graced his face. The sight of that rare smile proved she wasn't in danger of falling in love. She had already slid down that slippery slope.

And, she wasn't sure what she was going to do about it.

Chapter Twenty Four

Johnny strode toward the others with a paper target in his hand. Trip studied the holes dotted over the bullseye.

"Keenan, your accuracy has dropped." Johnny folded the target and shoved it in his back pocket. "Everyone else has remained unchanged."

Over the last hour, the test they'd run showed Speeder's running ability had slowed three seconds below target on a mile while the others remained within range. Hank's hearing was affected.

While Trip and Prez had experienced a side effect from introducing a new pill, Prez quickly rebounded after stopping the medicine. The same results came to Trip.

They needed to keep their abilities in line because if the Alpha Bio Project's handlers discovered notable changes, they'd be switched and removed from the program.

"I wouldn't say nothing else is going on. Everyone's personality has changed outside the cave." Speeder looked around the group. "We all have, even those who still take the same pills. My patience doesn't exist when it comes to Trina. We argue, and I have to walk out. I'm afraid of how far I'll go. I don't even fucking know what I'm capable of doing."

Trips feelings for Bonnie had accelerated. He found it hard to leave her and the boys. Hell, he almost went after Franco the other day, knowing his MC brother wasn't as far into his training.

Suddenly, Bonnie wasn't safe around the club. He trusted no one with her.

Those feelings were new and frustrated him. He had no idea how far he would go to make sure she couldn't leave his life.

He thought staying away from her would stop the changes from happening, but he only grew more impatient. Staying away made everything worse.

"Have any of you given thought to taking off?" asked Prez. "Leaving Avery Falls? Leaving the club? Leaving the project?"

"Jesus." Johnny turned away from the group.

Trip understood his MC brother's reaction. To go against the men who'd given them life, who'd made them the killing machines they were, was unthinkable.

But he'd thought about it.

"What other choice is there?" Keenan dropped to his knees in the dirt. "Kill or be killed. That's what it's going to come down to when they find out we're failing. We can fool ourselves into thinking they won't notice if we act normal. But who is to say we're acting normal? This is all new to us."

"There's a difference between us than the other MC members who've been put in society. Nothing is wrong with Steven, Franco, Ruger, Chip, Watch, or any of the others. Everyone who came after us is still adapting to the outside world. We're protecting them and making sure the citizens don't catch on to what we're doing in Avery Falls." Johnny crossed his arms. "So, why us?"

"We're the oldest in the group?" said Trip.

Prez added, "Most skilled."

Keenan clasped his hands behind his head and stared at the ground. "What if they're testing us?"

Trip tensed. "For what purpose?"

"For the program." Keenan bent his neck, popping his vertebra. "We've seen the way they've manipulated the participants kept in the cave. We've seen the abuse, the mistakes, the mind control. We've caught them changing the pills. If they're waiting to see if we report the changes, expecting us to tell them what is going on, and we don't, it could be worse for us."

Trip shook his head. "This isn't a test."

"How do you know?" asked Keenan.

"I just know." He looked at his cell phone. "I need to get off the mountain and go pick up the cash bags."

The others followed him through the woods to their motorcycles. As more