by Blair Grey
But just as I did that, he stuck the finger into me with so much ease, it seemed impossible. Pumping it as he ate me out, he went into more of a frenzy and so did I. “Oh, shit!”
The pumping action in my ass took a backseat as he moved his mouth up to my pulsing clit. Quick flicks of his tongue all over it had me writhing with ecstasy. He offered me one word of caution, “Wait.”
“Please,” I moaned with sweet agony. “Don’t make me wait.”
“Wait,” he said with a stern tone. “Or it will be your ass.”
Withdrawing his finger, he gave me a gentle slap on the side of my ass. With a soft purr, I asked, “You’ll spank me if I come before you tell me to?”
Giving my clit a hard suck that nearly made me come, he pulled the throbbing bit of flesh between his teeth to hold it. “I’ll spank your sweet ass until your pussy gets soaked if you come before I tell you to.”
That doesn’t sound bad at all. “Maybe I’ll give that a go then.”
“After that happens, you’ll have to watch me pleasure myself while you do nothing. It’s like a time out for bad girls who don’t do as their Master tells them to.” Lifting his face from what he’d been doing, he smiled at me. “You sure that you want that? It takes me a while to build up another orgasm?”
“Yeah, I’ll wait for you to tell me to come.” I wasn’t an idiot. If what he was doing felt this damn good, having actual sex with him was probably going to kill me – but in a good way.
“Good girl.” He went back to sucking on my clit but smacked the side of my ass fairly hard.
“Yes,” I moaned. “I think I’ll like your hand connecting with my ass, Master.” I honestly couldn’t believe I’d said such a thing. “You’re making me into a slut.”
“I’m making you into mine,” he corrected me. His finger plunged deeper into my ass as he thrust his tongue as deep as he could into my vagina. “Come!”
“Uh! Oh! Shit!” He’d done it to me again. My body rocked with the orgasm he’d given me.
Still shaking with the climax, I watched him as he got up, picked me up and turned my body around, putting me on my hands and knees, then he grabbed my waist and thrust his long, thick, hard cock into my pulsing pussy. “God, yes. You feel even better than I thought you would.” He moved fast, plunging into me with a pace that made me ache. His flesh smacking mine echoed off the tiled walls. The only other sounds were my ragged breathing and the jets pushing the water around in the bathtub.
Somehow, I felt proud of the fact that he liked the way my pussy felt wrapped around his massive cock. “Glad you like it. Make yourself at home.” I meant that too. He could just live there, inside of me, making me more satisfied than I’d ever been.
“You’re going to want more.” He slapped my ass hard.
Pure lust ran through me, making me break into yet another sweat. “You might want more too.” I figured I might try to get some sort of upper hand as well.
“I already do.” Yanking me back, he held me still for a moment with my ass pressed against his stomach, his cock planted deep inside of me. “I could come right now, and you’d be pregnant.”
Gasping, I couldn’t believe what he’d said. Then he pulled out of me, tossed me onto my back, grabbed my ankles then pushed them up until my toes touched the floor behind me before pushing his cock back into me, making hard thrusts that I could feel so deep inside of me, it felt as if the tip was almost touching my heart. Which is impossible.
“You’re nuts,” I thought he should know.
Moving fast and hard, he grinned at me. “You’ve got nice wide hips. You’re the kind of woman a man looks for when he wants to settle down.”
“Stop it,” I cautioned him.
Raising one brow, he asked, “What makes me the kind of man a woman wants to settle down with?”
Now I get it.
“How would I know? I don’t want to settle down.” Not that I was rowdy or anything like that. I just had my own life going, was all. I didn’t need a man to make it any better.
“No?” He grinned and this time it looked a little on the evil side. Pulling back out of me, he flipped me over again and pulled me back so that I was on my hands and knees. Slamming back into me, he held my waist tightly as he went wild on me.
Gasping, I felt like I might faint and then I felt the oncoming orgasm building very quickly. “I’m!”
“Come,” he told me as he kept going.
My body went into some crazy convulsions of absolute pleasure and the sounds that came out of me were unimaginable. “Roo – haaa – shittttt – fuckkkk – pht.”
I felt his cock stiffen inside of me then he jerked it out and thrust it into my ass. “Oh, shit!”
Yeah, you got it in the wrong hole, buddy!
As he came, the hot liquid filled my ass up and I couldn’t believe the way my orgasm intensified. “Again?” It was a miracle. “Ahh! Uhhh! Furrreeak! Howwww?”
After he’d pulled out of me, he helped me lie on my stomach on the floor. “There you go.” He slapped my ass as I lay there in a puddle of helpless passion. “If you decide to tell me what makes me the kind of man a woman would want to settle down with, I’ll do that inside of the right place. Until then, you’re going to get it in the ass. If you think it made you feel that good that way, just imagine how amazing it must feel when I come inside of you the right way.”
I am in serious fucking trouble with this man.
Chapter Fifteen
Clyde
Smoothing my hand over her silky hair as she rested her head in the crook of my arm, I had to ask, “Wasn’t that better, baby?”
“Uh, huh,” came her mumbled reply. “Way better.”
That’s what Daddy likes to hear.
Lying in bed with Tequila, after the most amazing sex I’d ever had and would venture to say that she’d ever had as well, both of us were satiated. “Time to sleep. We’ve got the whole weekend for me to please you more.”
“The whole weekend,” she whispered hoarsely. “Maybe I can show you a thing or two.”
I doubted that. “Sure, baby. You can show me anything you want to.” I kissed her on top of the head then snuggled down with her in my arms. “This feels right - being with you.”
Soft snores were all that met my ears. That was okay though. She’d let me in. She’d put her guard down. And we’d both gotten a hell of a lot more out of our time together than we had thus far.
With a sudden stir, Tequila’s eyes opened only a little. Looking into my eyes as we lay facing each other, she sighed. “I’m sorry about the way I’ve been. That’s going to change. You’re not the kind of man I thought you were. You’re a good man. And good men deserve to be treated a hell of a lot better than how I’ve been treating you.”
I hadn’t thought she’d been treating me bad at all. “I’m glad to hear you say that. But I don’t think you’ve been treating me badly at all.”
“No.” She put her fingers to my lips as her eyes glistened. “I haven’t been right with you. But that’s going to change.”
I had no idea what she was going to do to make things even better between us, but I was happy about it anyway. “Good, baby. You get some sleep. We’ll talk more in the morning.” Softly kissing her lips, I sent her back to sleep with ease before drifting off myself.
***
“I’m off for the weekend, Jake,” I heard Tequila hissing from somewhere, other than the bed. “You’re not going to threaten me into meeting with you today or tomorrow. Monday is when you’ll get your meeting. That is that. Stop calling me. Do you understand me? I will not take even one more phone call from you or anyone who is following you. You’ll get your chance to speak to me on Monday at eight in the morning.”
Even though she went silent, I could hear a man shouting at her over the phone. He went on and on and I wasn’t sure why she didn’t just end the call.
When she went into the bathroom, closing the door behind her, I couldn’t hear anything and still feeli
ng tired, I fell back to sleep. Until the sound of a door closing woke me. “Tequila?” I sat up in bed, rubbing my sleep-filled eyes. “Baby? Honey? Lover?” I chuckled. “Lover. Such a stupid word.”
As I scanned the room with my now clear eyes, I saw the bathroom door was open, so that meant she had to have left the hotel room altogether.
The last thing I remembered was hearing that man named Jake yelling at her. Something began bothering me about her leaving without waking me to tell me anything.
Sure, she might’ve been out getting us something to eat. But then again, she probably would’ve told me before doing that. She might’ve asked me what I wanted to eat.
Picking up my cell off the nightstand, I called her. But the call went straight to voicemail which confused me even further. “What the hell is she doing?”
Maybe she’d decided to give in to the jackass of a man and give him the meeting he’d been demanding. But that didn’t sound like the Tequila I knew.
Not that I knew a hell of a lot about how she ran her MC. Hell, I didn’t know a lot about her, period. I did know how to make her body sing though.
With a fair amount of sexual pride, I climbed out of bed and went to the bathroom to get dressed. As I brushed my teeth, I saw something sitting on the vanity that worried me. “Her cell phone.”
After rinsing out my mouth, I picked up her phone to find it was off. When I tried to turn it back on, I saw that it had run out of charge. Perhaps that was the reason she’d left it behind while she’d gone out.
But why didn’t she plug it in before she left?
Since her cell was still in the room, I went to see if she’d taken anything else. Her purse was still where she’d put it down. Peeking into it, I saw her wallet and car keys were still inside too.
No keys, no phone, and no money?
I wasn’t liking anything about her being gone now. Getting dressed quickly, I grabbed my wallet with the hotel key in it, then stuffed my cell into my pocket before heading out.
She had to be inside the hotel. She couldn’t have left without the keys to her car. But my pulse had sped up anyway.
I knew that as soon as I did find her, that I was going to laugh at myself for getting so anxious. I’d never had anyone I cared this much about before. It was weird and I wasn’t sure how much I liked it.
Once the elevator stopped on the ground floor, I stepped out just in time to catch a glimpse of Tequila as she walked out of the large glass doors at the entrance with a woman on each side of her and three men walking behind her. “Tequila!”
A man came up beside me, wearing a blazer with the hotel’s emblem on it. “Sorry, sir. The bar doesn’t open for another three hours. You can get a Bloody Mary in the restaurant though. That or a mimosa. That’s champagne with orange juice. I think they’ve got a variety of them though – pineapple juice, grapefruit juice, and even apple if I’m remembering correctly.”
I couldn’t believe the little guy had kept up with me as I’d hurried to get out the door to catch up to my girl. “I didn’t mean that. Tequila is the name of the woman I’m with. And she’s just left. You don’t happen to know any of those people who just left here, do you?”
“Oh.” He looked relieved. “I thought you were just a really bad alcoholic. I saw those people talking. Their conversation was rather heated, I might add. And the woman who came down to meet them seemed pissed off. Like way pissed. Pardon my French. Was that, Tequila?”
“I believe so.” As I got to the doors, I didn’t see anyone outside. “Do you happen to know what they drove?”
“A big white van.” A frown formed on his face. “With no windows. I didn’t like the looks of it from the moment they pulled up. First of all, they refused to let me call a valet to park their insidious van. That was a red flag right there. Do you think they kidnapped your friend?” He jerked his walkie talkie out of his pocket as he waited for my instructions.
“I don’t think so. I think those people are part of a club she’s the president of. And they’re not happy with a decision she’s made. But kidnapping seems like overkill to me over something that small.” But I didn’t know this Jake guy or what he was capable of. “I can handle things from here, boss. Thanks for your help.”
“Sure thing, buddy. I’ll be here all day if you need my help.” He held up the walkie talkie as I headed to the garage to get my truck. “Joseph is the name. And you are?”
“In a hurry. Thanks, Joe.” Breaking into a run, I knew I had to find that van before it got too far away. Calling Garrett, I knew I had to let at least one person know what was going on, just in case things went even more sideways.
“It’s a bit early, Clyde,” he answered my call.
“I know.” I got into my truck and turned it on before speeding out of the parking garage. “Tequila has been having some trouble over letting us hire them for security. One of the members of The Keepers, Jake Travis, is behind it all. I think she might be in danger. I just saw her leaving with a group of five people. They left in a white, windowless van.”
“That can’t be good,” he sounded like he was moving around. “Vans with no windows are never good.”
“I agree.” Squealing around a corner, I caught the tail end of a white van as it turned four blocks ahead of me. “I think I see it.”
“What do you want me to do, Clyde?” Garrett asked.
“Call Carl, see if he’s got some Iron Cobras he can send to us.” I thought about The Keepers and how far of a reach Jake might have. “And don’t say a thing to anyone from The Keepers. Not even Sandra.”
“No problem. She and I haven’t seen each other again anyway. I’ve been keeping company with girls who aren’t a part of that MC. I figure it’s for the best anyway,” he let me know. “So, call Carl and get some of our guys coming this way. Got it.”
“You don’t think they would actually harm Tequila over something like this, do you?” I wasn’t sure why I was asking the kid, but the situation kept getting worse, making me wonder what I might be up against.
“It depends,” he said. “What else do you know about this Jake Travis guy?”
“Well, like everyone else in that MC, he’s ex-military. And he’s after the president’s seat.”
“Oh.” He got really quiet before adding, “That’s no good.”
“Surely, The Keepers’ president can’t go missing without them doing one hell of a job at finding her.” I saw no reason that the rest of the MC or the council members would turn a blind eye to Tequila becoming a missing person.
“You’ve been kind of wrapped up in Tequila to find out much about The Keepers,” he informed me. “I’ve spoken to some people in D.C. and what I’ve heard is that the security service they offer is so sought after because the guards don’t believe in taking prisoners. Get what I’m saying?”
“The politicians who hire The Keepers Security Company want those who trespass to be killed rather than questioned,” I said as things began to add up for me. “And some of the members of Tequila’s MC must not want others knowing about their unique guarding habits. That must be why they’re against you and I being trained by them, just to go back to Baltimore to teach our brothers their ways.”
“Yeah, that makes sense,” Garrett agreed. “I mean, we’re not a part of their brotherhood. We wouldn’t have the same ties that they have. So, we could tell whoever we wanted to about the way they handle things here in D.C. for the world’s most powerful people. Shit, Clyde, Tequila might be in mortal danger now that I’ve thought about it more.”
“Why wouldn’t Jake want her dead?” I felt a knot forming in my stomach. “She’s putting them all in a lot of danger by letting you and I in on things. Hell, even I can see that now that you’ve told me this. Even though we haven’t been let in on this tactic yet, I’m sure we would’ve gotten that information by the end of our training.”
“You had better get to her before they do something terrible. I’ll call Carl and get men coming to help. I think w
e’re going to need it.” He paused. “Hey, maybe you can just tell her that you’re not interested in keeping them on as security. Maybe that’ll help things.”
“I doubt that. I can’t even talk to her right now anyway. She left her cell behind in the hotel room. But I can’t imagine Jake letting it go if we did that anyway.” It was hard for me to believe that Tequila would be the kind of leader who would be okay with handling things the way they had been. “Maybe she’s gone even further, Garrett. Maybe Tequila is pulling back on the no prisoners idea.”
“Who knows?”
“Yeah, who knows?” Her council knows. I caught sight of the van as it was parked in front of an old building in an area of town with no traffic. “Fuck. I think I’ve found the van.”
“Let me guess,” he said. “Remote area. No one around to hear anyone scream.”
“Yep.” This is not good. “I’m going to send you my location. Get things going on your end. Text me with the outcome.”
“Will do.”
Putting the cell away, I got out of my truck, being as quiet as I could. Seeing that no one was outside guarding the place made me feel a bit better about what might be going on inside. If someone was going to be killed, there would surely be some people outside keeping an eye on things.
Moving close to the door of what appeared to be an abandoned building, I tested the knob and found it locked. Moving around to the side of the building that was covered in metal siding, I put my ear against it, hoping the metal would echo with their voices.
Although I couldn’t make out any of the words said, I counted three distinct male voices. Then I heard the muffled sounds of what I knew was Tequila’s voice, followed by an eruption of mixed gender voices that seemed to be in disagreement with whatever she’d said.
Sounds like more than a few members of her MC are against her. This is worse than just not good.
Chapter Sixteen
Tequila