The Biker’s Baby Novel – I knew it was crazy to ask my best friend to have intercourse with my wife. But I knew I had to do it. Scarlett deserved a child of her own. “Gunner, I know I can’t put a baby inside my wife. But you could.” “What did you say?” Gunner asked. “I want you to sleep with my wife.” “You’re crazy,” Gunner said. “No, I’m not crazy. What I am is desperate. I want to give my wife everything. And I’ve seen the way you look at my wife. You want her.” Gunner froze. He do wanted to his best friend’s wife. “Are you serious? will you be jealous?” “I won’t. I can’t wait to get started. And I’m sure that Scarlett will like it, especially if I want it too.”
“What is going on with you?” Gunner asked. “I know you can’t have kids, but believe me, it’s not the end of the world.” “You had two kids with a woman you can’t even stand,” John said. “So.” “I can’t even give my wife one, and I love her more than anything in the world, Gunner. That’s my problem, okay? I see the way she looks at those babies she takes care of, and I know I can’t put a baby inside her. ” He took several deep breaths, trying to gain control of his anger. Staring at his friend, he’d been planning something for a week, and he didn’t see any reason to wait. “But you could.” “What did you say?” Gunner asked. “I can’t give my wife what she wants, but … you can. You can get her pregnant for me. You can give her what I can’t.”
“Dude, you’re so not thinking straight right now.” Gunner held his hands up as if to ward him off. “I’ve done nothing but think clearly for weeks, Gunner. I’ve seen the way you look at my wife. You want her. I bet you’ve even imagined her completely undressed, taking your shaft.” “John, enough,” Gunner said. “She wants a kid. She likes you, and I know that I want this too,” John said. “I said enough.” Gunner stood up and glared at John. “I’m not going to spit my stuff into a cup to be inseminated into your wife.” John smiled. “I didn’t say anything about going to the hospital and having treatment, Gunner.” “What?” “I want you to get laid with my wife.” “You’re crazy,” Gunner said. “Crazy? No, I’m not crazy. What I am is desperate. I want to give my wife everything.” “Then do this the proper way. Get the medicine or whatnot. Go to a donor, I don’t care.”
“You’re my best friend, Gunner. I can’t … I won’t put her through this. Our association with your club will cause problems for adopting. IVF is not easy either. It can also be very painful. There’s no one else I’d have to help me with this. Just you.” “You do realize you’re asking me to knock your woman up with my kid. You think I’m just going to walk away from that, John?” “You want Scarlett. I know you do.” “For god’s sake, I’ve got to go.” “No, you don’t need to leave,” John said. “You’ve just asked me to get laid with your wife. To get her pregnant. You don’t think that needs to put some distance between us?” “No, I don’t. All you’ve got to do is think about it. We can work everything out.” John watched his friend shake his head and cuss. “You ask a lot, John.” “Just think about it.” John ran fingers through his hair. He’d been thinking about it for an entire week. Each time he stared at his wife and remembered the way Gunner looked at her, it had gotten him hard.
The thought of his best friend touching Scarlett made him hard. They had slept with women in the military, shared women, taken turns, but like this, with Scarlett, it felt … right. “Can you blame me?” Gunner asked. “Of course not. You’ll think about it?” he asked. “Yes, I said I would.” “Good.” “Is there a reason you asked me to come here late?” John asked the following Friday. Gunner closed his office door and locked it so no one would enter. “I’ve been thinking about your proposition.” “Okay.” He watched his men in the window for a few seconds before dropping the blind and turning to his friend. It wasn’t like they’d never shared a woman before. They had plenty of times, long before John had ever met Scarlett. They’d not shared a woman since he met her or since. That part of their life had been over for a long time now. “I like Scarlett. I respect her. Do I want to get laid with her? Yes. I won’t lie to you and pretend I don’t. I want her. You’re asking me to get laid with her without a protection, fill her with my semen until she’s pregnant, right?” “Yes.” Gunner ran a hand down his face.
“I’ll want to be part of the baby’s life.” “You’re going to do it.” “I want to be part of any kids you have with her, or I have with her. I accept not being called dad, but you can’t push me away. I will kill you if you think of doing that.” “I won’t. You’ll be part of it.” He’d been debating this for some time. Each second, he’d wanted to just go ahead, get laid with Scarlett, knock her up, and be done with it. Then he wanted everything else. To feel her stomach as the baby kicked, to watch her hold their baby. It was more than just intercourse. It was a partnership for life. “No one can know,” John said. “We do this, it’ll stay between you, me, and Scarlett.” “I want to get laid with her whenever I feel like it,” Gunner said. John stared at him. “I won’t hide it either. I’ll take her in front of you, and I’ll do whatever you want me to do, but we do this, we do this my way. You don’t get to control this. You’re using me for my spunk,” Gunner said. “We used to share our women.” “I know.” “We start off like that.” “If you hurt her out of any jealousy, you’ll divorce her and she becomes mine,” Gunner said.
“Are we working out a contract here?” “She can’t be hurt by any of this.” Gunner pointed between the two of them. “She may not even be able to handle me touching her.” John smiled. “My wife is sweet, Gunner. She was a virgin in every single way when I took her. When it comes to intercourse though, she’s …so kinky. Scarlett will like it, especially if I want it too. I won’t be jealous. I can’t wait to get started.” Gunner nodded. “I’ve never been a third wheel.” “You won’t be now.” They were silent for several seconds. He watched John, seeing the arousal in the other man, and he felt one building inside him. Not just at the prospect of getting Scarlett, but also to see his friend in action once again. John walked into his bedroom and saw the light was on, but there was no sign of his wife. Heading to the bathroom, he heard the shower running, along with a feminine moan, which told him all he needed to hear. He wanted her more than any other woman in the world, and he wanted her exactly the way he could get her.
“Oh, John,” she said, moaning. With the last of his clothes now on the floor, he wrapped his fingers around his shaft. Working up and down the length, he saw the pre-semen spilling out of the tip. Stepping up to the door, he opened it, and Scarlett let out a scream, spinning around to face him. “John, you scared me.” He stepped into the stall and closed the door. “I want to watch you.” “What?” “I want to watch you. Continue playing with your private part.” “John?” She nibbled her lip. “I know you want this, and I know I’ve been a prick to you, pushing you away.” He closed the distance between them, cupping her face. Running his thumb across her lip, he smiled into her eyes. “That stops now. I won’t push you away. This is no one’s fault, baby. No one’s. I want to watch you come by your own hand, and then I want to feel you come all over my shaft.” Her pupils dilated, and he stepped back, watching her. The water ran down her body, making her all slick.
“Show me what you were doing.” She ran her hand down her body, sliding between her thighs. He watched her stroke back and forth across her private part. “You’re not doing it right. Push those fingers inside you, get them nice and wet, just like I know you will be.” She did as he asked and moaned at the pleasure. He groaned, watching her, unable to take his gaze away. Then pulling her back against him, he kept his shaft deep inside her, loving the feel of her hip nestled against his shaft. Sliding back and forth over her cherry, he felt her body quiver and she moaned, thrusting against him to find her own release. “You’re always so responsive to me, baby. I love you so much,” he said. “Yes, yes, yes, John, I’ve missed this.” “I want to watch you, baby.” “What?” “I want to watch you be slept. God it gets me so hard thinking about it.” “What do you mean?” She wasn’t pulling away from him, and he smiled. She was so aroused, and he often spoke dirty to her because she loved it when he did. He loved the way she responded to him, her body always needing more, and he loved to play with her.
“Watching another man play with you. To see how beautiful you are and wild. To watch you come apart as another shaft is driving inside you.” He saw Gunner and only him. The way that man watched Scarlett, John knew that the moment he got his hands on her, it was going to be explosive, and he couldn’t wait. He couldn’t wait to have his friend in his bed, to watch him once again. It had been a long time, too long, and he missed Gunner. He missed so many things. Her private part tightened around his shaft, and she gasped as he held her tightly to him, driving inside her as he fingered her private part. “I’d get to watch, or I could join in, Scarlett. Having two sets of hands on you, touching your private part and papillae, playing with your hip or your private part.” She cried out as he got laid with her hard. Just thinking about it had him wanting to call Gunner up and tell him to head on over. Scarlett came, crying out his name, and he continued to stroke her as he got laid with her, finding his own release, and pushing his shaft deep inside her, and groaning at the pleasure.
He saw stars and knew in the back of his mind that he’d made the right decision. Afterward, he dried them both, and helped her into bed. Pulling her against him, he smooched her neck. “Do you really want that?” she asked. “Want what?” “Another man touching me? You seemed to be really into it.” “Would you want it?” he asked. “I’ve never thought of another man.” “You don’t have to keep secrets from me.” She turned her head and stared at him. “I’ve not, John.” She cupped his cheek. “There’s only ever been you.” He smiled at her, smooching her palm. “I love you.” There was a risk, he knew, that when Gunner touched her, Scarlett’s affections might turn. She may hate him afterward or fall in love with Gunner. Either way, he hoped she fell in love with him because John was hoping that this arrangement could be permanent. Right now, they were taking baby steps.