by Land, E. C.
“We need to be there in two hours, why, what’s up?” I ask noticing how tense he looks. I know there’s something going on with the club, but I haven’t pushed him on it. If he wants to talk about it, he’ll bring it up with me.
“I need you to call him and see if you can push it back to tomorrow. We’re not gonna be able to make it,” he tells me as he sits in the chair across from me.
“Oh, okay. I can do that. What time would you want me to see if he can do it?” I ask, picking up my phone to call Terrance.
“Make it first thing in the morning. After the meeting, I need you to get with Kenny and Lynsdey to organize shit around here. We’re gonna be having company. Our brothers from down in South Carolina are coming up.”
“Okay. Is there any particular reason why?” The question comes out before I can stop myself.
“Club business, babe.” And there’s the answer I knew was coming. I know I shouldn’t let it bother me, but it does. I want him to be able to confide in me.
“Okay, well, I’ll call Terrance then shoot a text to the girls about tomorrow,” I tell him.
“Thanks, babe. We’re about to have church so if you need anything, let Badger know. Don’t go out of the clubhouse without him,” he says keeping his eyes on me. I get the feeling there’s more to it than he’s telling me.
Deciding to ignore it, I dial Terrance’s number. “Hey, Izzy. I was just about to head in your direction.”
“I’m glad I caught you before you left. I need to reschedule. Would tomorrow morning work for you?” I ask him, looking over at Jerod and see him watching me again.
“Yes, that will be fine. Maybe after we can do lunch together and catch up, it’s been a while since we’ve seen each other.” The way Terrance suggests we have lunch and catch up rubs me the wrong way.
“I’m sorry to have to decline lunch due to other obligations, maybe next time you’re in town we can,” I say trying to smooth things over as Jerod’s eyes narrow.
“I’ll hold you to that. I’ll see you in the morning,” Terrance says before hanging up.
“He said we can meet him in the morning,” I tell Jerod as I put my phone back on the table.
“What the fuck was that about lunch?” Jerod growls out.
“He wanted to do lunch after and catch up.” I shrug like it’s not a big deal which it wasn’t, considering I declined.
“I’m gonna tell you right fuckin’ now, babe, you don’t ever have lunch with another man.” I look at Jerod and see he’s not my Jerod right now but Twister. Fury swirls in his eyes.
“You did hear me tell him that I would have to decline his offer, didn’t you?” I say cautiously.
“Babe, I heard exactly what you said, and you should have told him no period, not that you would catch him another time.”
“I was trying to be professional about it.”
“I don’t give a fuck about being professional. The fucker probably wants in your pants just like any other red-blooded male out there. You’re my ol’ lady and I’ll be damned if this fucker we’re meeting tomorrow won’t know it,” he growls out as he leans over the table getting nose to nose with me.
“Are you serious right now? Do you even hear what the hell you’re saying? I swear you are acting like a damn jackass. You’re jealous over nothing, so get over it,” I yell at him as I move to get out of my chair. I’m pissed that he would think that shit. Even if I were to have lunch with Terrance, which I never planned on happening ever, I would have talked to Jerod about it first. “I’m going to take a shower and see if Kenny and Lynsdey want to meet up today instead of tomorrow after the meeting.” I start to move around him only to have him grab my wrist and pull me over his lap.
Before I know it, he has me bent over his knee and the first slap to my ass causes me to scream out.
“What the hell are you doing? Have you gone crazy?” I scream twisting and turning, trying to get off his lap. Another two slaps to my ass and my body heats as I become aroused. I don’t even think about there being anyone else in the room when he slaps my ass again, drawing a moan from between my lips. This time when I start to move around it's in anticipation of more to come.
When he moves its only to have me straddle him over the chair. “You will learn not to talk to me that way in front of my brothers, baby. Now, as your punishment, I’m going to make you wait until tonight before I let you get off. You even think of touching that pussy and I won’t give you what I know you need right now,” Jerod says before slamming his lips against my own in a bruising kiss.
After Jerod makes his point, he stands and leaves me there watching him as he walks into a room I’ve only been in once. As much as I want to follow after him, I don’t want to piss him off. That room is off limits to anyone that’s not a member of the club. Looking around the room, I blush realizing that the guys just witnessed what Jerod did. The smiles that I receive from them as they pass have me turning even redder with embarrassment.
Damn him for making me forget that there were people in the room.
Grabbing my stuff, I beeline it for our room. My phone beeps as I close the door. Looking down it’s a text from Jerod.
Don’t even think about touching yourself, babe, you do and I’ll tie your ass to the bed and torture that pussy until the bed is soaked with your juices.
Tossing the phone on the bed, I shake my head. What am I going to do now? If I stay in this room, I won’t be able to stop myself. He has me so worked up if I were to just brush my fingers across my clit, I know I could come.
With that thought, I need to get out of this room before I’m tempted to go against him.
Changing into a pair of running shorts and tank top, I lace up my shoes deciding if I can’t get myself off, I might as well go for a run— at least it will take my mind off it. I should see about getting with the girls but not right now with the way he has me worked up. Maybe after, once I get my body back under control.
Once I’m ready, I walk back into the main room to see its empty besides the prospects. I move to Badger and let him know I’m going for a run. I find my exit blocked by one of the other two prospects when I turn to walk out. The prospect doesn’t budge when I get to the door.
“Can you please move so I can go out the door?” I ask him, trying hard to hide my annoyance.
“No can do. Prez said not to let you leave without someone with you,” the prospect says without looking up from his phone.
I turn around looking back at Badger. “Will you go with me for a run? Twister said that if I went anywhere you were supposed to go with me,” I ask him, giving him the puppy eyes.
“Give me a few minutes to change,” Badger says with a sigh before mumbling under his breath. Something about me and Kenny always making him do shit that he gets his ass kicked for as he leaves the room— which is actually true when it comes to Kenny. She looks at him as her little brother and loves to torture him with shopping trips that drive Horse nuts.
A few minutes later, Badger emerges ready to go. “Alright, let’s do this,” he sighs.
I put my headphones in and walk out the door— this time the prospect moves out of my way. Seeing the bright sun, I take a deep breath before I take off. I hope Badger can keep up.
* * *
“Swear to fuckin’ god, Izzy, between you and Kenny, I don’t know who's worse. Are you trying to kill me?” Badger rants as we walk back into the clubhouse. He has sweat pouring down his face after I made him run over ten miles. I can’t help but laugh at him.
“Aww, you poor thing. You just need to get used to it.” I laugh at Badger as I go behind the bar to grab water for both of us. It’s the least I can do for torturing the poor guy.
“Next time you want to go for a run, think again,” Badger mumbles making me laugh even harder. I was laughing so hard that I hadn’t even realized that the guys were all out of church.
“What the fuck is going on in here?” Jerod yells out causing me to jump. He looks pissed as he keeps hi
s focus on Badger.
“I made him go for a run with me and the big baby could barely keep up with me as I ran my ten miles,” I say moving to him, wrapping my arms around him before reaching up to give him a kiss.
“From now on, you only run with me if you’re going to wear shit like that,” he growls out.
“What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?” I ask with a smile on my face, knowing exactly what he’s talking about.
“You know exactly what the hell is wrong with your outfit.”
“But don’t you like my outfit?” I ask him sweetly.
“That’s the problem, I’m not the only one that likes it. You’re givin’ every brother in this room a boner just lookin’ at you,” he says before lifting me up and carrying me to our room. “I think you need a lesson in teasing my brothers.”
19
Izzy
“Strip,” Jerod orders the moment he slams the door behind us.
Feeling defiant, I cross my arms in front of my chest. I don’t want him to believe he can push me around like some dumb blonde— he has another thing coming no matter how turned on he makes me with his orders.
“Baby, I’m telling you now, you either strip out of them fuckin’ clothes or I’ll snatch them off you. Your choice, sweetheart,” Jerod says as he moves closer, his eyes watching every move I make. With each step forward he makes, I take one back. “Five seconds. Times running out,” Jerod says as he reaches out grabbing my wrist.
One minute, I’m standing in front of him, the next, he’s tossing me through the air onto the bed with him climbing on top, caging me in with his big body. Keeping me trapped with his thighs, Jerod removes his belt from around his waist with one hand while he grabs both my wrist with the other, securing them over my head.
“Now, since you didn’t want to do what I told you to do, I’ll remove them myself,” Jerod says once he places my arms above my head. I keep my eyes on him as he moves to stand, striping down to his jeans, leaving them unbuttoned. Jerod never takes his eyes off me even when he moves to the nightstand pulling out his hunting knife. The smile he gives me when he comes back over to stand in front of me sends shivers down my spine at the lust that pours through his eyes.
“Don’t even fuckin’ think about it,” I say wiggling around on the bed. I don’t want him to cut through these clothes. I love this sports bra, it holds the girls exactly right.
“Then you should have stripped when I told you to. Since you can’t seem to listen, it’s time I show you who's in charge in this relationship.”
“But this is my favorite top,” I cry out when the knife comes between my girls and cuts through the material in one swift motion. “Asshole, you know you’re buying me another one.”
“Babe, I’ll only buy you another top like this if you promise never to wear it around the brothers without me present, and you don’t ever fuckin’ go running without me if this is what you plan to wear.” Jerod glides the edge of the blade along my skin moving towards my shorts and repeating the same motion as he did with my top leaving me bare to his eyes. “Do you know what my first thought was when you walked back into the clubhouse after your run?”
“No,” I say shaking my head.
“I thought you were absolutely sinful, and that I am one lucky son of a bitch that you’re mine. My heart filled with joy hearing you laugh with Badger, then I got jealous at the fact that he made you laugh, and I wanted it to be me that had you laughing like that,” Jerod quietly murmurs as he places the knife back in the nightstand. “Now, I’m going to show you exactly what happens when you show off the hot as fuck body that belongs to me.”
Words escape me as he moves between my legs and all but attacks my pussy with that mouth of his. I moan out his name as he inserts his finger, hitting my g-spot, sending me over the edge. Jerod doesn’t stop there. He repeatedly uses his tongue and fingers, rotating back and forth from my clit to pussy, building me up two more times before he kisses his way up my body, latching on to one of my nipples as he tweaks the other between his fingers, rubbing my juices around the nipple.
“Jerod, please, I need more.”
“More of what, baby? What do you need?”
“I need you to fuck me.”
“I’ll be fuckin’ you soon enough but not until you apologize. Admit you won’t show off your body in front of my brothers again, and I’ll give you what we both need right now. Otherwise, I’ll prolong your arousal till it’s so painful that you scream the damn clubhouse down,” Jerod says between kisses. The man is pure evil to use my body against me. If I were smart, I would give in but I’ve always had to learn the hard way.
“Why should I not wear what I want? It’s just workout clothes. It’s not like I’m walking around in a G-string and a bra that shows off my nipples. I refuse to apologize, I didn’t do anything wrong,” I say knowing that I’m playing with fire.
Jerod doesn’t say anything else as he narrows his eyes moving off the bed, reaching into the nightstand and pulling out a bandana. “Baby, you should have apologized. That’s okay though, I’ll have my fun until you decide to. I have all day and night.” With that he moves around the bed, coming to my head and lifting it just enough to tie the bandana in place over my eyes. “Last chance, baby.” I shake my head still refusing to give in.
Blinded, I become more aroused in anticipation as he moves around the room. I don’t know what he’s doing but the sound of plastic opening causes me to open my mouth before I slam it back close. I can take whatever he dishes out. My body is hot, and I need him to fuck me, but I refuse to be the one to give in first.
Sharp pain latches onto my nipples causes me to cry out at the same time Jerod inserts a finger in my pussy.
“Oh, god,” I cry out.
“Give in.”
“No,” I say becoming frustrated. Jerod let me come earlier when he first started this. I know he will let me come again.
Jerod doesn’t say anything else as he pulls his finger from the depths of my pussy, leaving me wanting more. Suddenly, the tip of a dildo presses against my entrance, slowly sliding back and forth until it’s deep inside me where Jerod leaves it to sit. The next movement confuses me as he lifts my legs over his shoulders and sets something against my ass pushing the tip of something cool against my back entrance. The further he pushes, I realize it’s a plug. Oh, hell— the sensation of that alone has me biting my lip to keep from giving him what he wants.
My body starts to shake as Jerod climbs on the bed next to me, gliding his fingers across my skin.
“You ready to give in, Izzy?” Jerod asks, his voice different, deeper. If I didn’t know it was him, I would have thought it was someone else.
“No,” I say instantly regretting my answer as the dildo starts to vibrate. I scream at the sensations that shakes my entire body. Beads of sweat form along my body as I begin to pant. I don’t want to give in just yet.
“You should see what you look like, baby. I think I need to take a picture of this. You’re absolutely beautiful. I could come just looking at you right now. Just give in, baby, and I’ll let you have what you really want,” Jerod says reaching up releasing my hand before grabbing hold of one to wrap around his dick. Pumping my hand up and down a couple of times before removing it. “Fuck, baby, give me what I want, what I need.”
“Oh, fuck me, you win,” I scream out needing him more right now.
“That’s not what I want to hear, baby.”
“I’m sorry, Jerod. I promise I won’t wear anything like that around your brothers. Please, I need you.”
“You got it, sweetheart.”
Instantly, the dildo is removed and he’s slamming into me, thrusting deep with each stroke. Jerod places his hands at my throat, and I scream as my orgasm hits me. He follows close behind me, groaning out my name when he comes, never once letting up as he pumps his seed deep inside my pussy.
“That was fuckin’ amazing,” Jerod breathes out as he rolls off me minutes later still trying to
get his breathing under control.
“You’re still buying me another top like that one,” I grumble sleepily against his chest.
“I’ll buy you fifty of those outfits if I get to do that to you again. Fuck that was hot,” Jerod says as he gently removes the plug and clamps from my body before removing the bandana from my eyes. When he unties my hands, he gently gathers me into his arms rubbing the numbing sensations out of my arms. I moan at the feeling of his hands on my body— it’s still sensitive to the touch after what he just did.
“I’ll make sure to get one in every color then,” I say just before falling asleep, too exhausted to even try to do anything.
20
Twister
Motherfuckin’ hell, words escape me as Izzy passes out. My dick throbs, ready for another round with her but it will have to wait. My job as Prez is never done, and I need to get back out there with my brothers. Slipping out from under my woman, I look back down and can’t help but wonder, how the hell did I get so lucky to claim her as mine?
I can still see her in my mind looking magnificent with the clamps on her nipples along with the dildo in her pussy and the plug in her ass. Damn, I was ready to explode like a fuckin’ hormonal teenager seeing a pussy for his first time. Izzy is my match in every way there is. Sex with her blows my mind. I wouldn’t call myself a Dom, but I do have a dominant side that demands my woman give me what I want and listen to what I fuckin’ say.
Putting my clothes back on, I lean down and kiss Izzy’s cheek before walking out of the room. I need to see what Gadget found out. During church, he informed all of us that the threat to Izzy has escalated. The unknown person he hasn’t been able to find has started an auction for Izzy, and the bidding ends in a week. The pictures they have of my woman on the site piss me the fuck off. The brothers and I voted not to go on lockdown just yet, wanting to keep shit normal for Izzy so she wouldn’t freak out but we’re gonna have to do something soon. I’ll be fuckin’ damned it some douchebag thinks he can sell my woman.