Flash (Iron Thunder MC Book 2)

by Kasey Krane

  His thrusts inside me became less manic. More rhythmical. I touched my pussy and immediately felt an electrical tremor. I was going to come. Our huffs and moans were in tune. His cock thrust deeper and deeper into me and I just couldn’t hold back after this. I exploded with him inside me. He moved quicker. More thump, thump, thump and I felt him jerk too. He released himself inside me with another explosion.

  I fell forward, cushioning my fall with my hands on the rug. He was still inside me but slowly, our orgasms faded and Flash pulled himself out. I didn’t want him gone from me, but it was inevitable.

  I was panting, and he was breathing hard too. I turned to him and saw some specks of sweat on his chest and shoulders. Would it be ridiculous if I licked them off? How crazy would he think I was?

  Now what?

  “Water?” Flash asked. To my surprise.

  “Y…yes. Please. I’m quite thirsty.”

  He didn’t bother putting his clothes on and I watched as he left the room. I looked around, still feeling absolutely crazy that I was in a house like this.

  Flash returned with two glasses of water. I took one from him, beginning to feel a little shy in my nakedness. I drank the water and put it down on the coffee table.

  While he drank his water, I started reaching for my clothes. I thought maybe I’d put on just my shirt at the very least.

  “What do you think you’re doing?” Flash interrupted me. I looked up at him with my cheeks flushed. “You think you can put your clothes on without my permission?”

  Another bolt of electricity ran through me. Since when did I like being told what to do? But somehow, I liked it when he did.

  I just stared at him now.

  “You can sit on the couch if you want. Make yourself comfortable,” he said.

  I crept up the couch and sat in the corner, tucking my legs in under myself. Flash was looking at me with his x-ray vision. Assessing me. Figuring out what he would do with me next.

  We were in silence for what seemed like a long time and then he came over and sat down in front of me on the rug. I couldn’t help but stare at him. At how hot he was. Did I really just have sex with this man? How many women would kill to be in my position?

  “Give me your feet,” he said. Slowly, I pulled my feet out from underneath me and Flash took them in his hands. He started kneading them gently, massaging them carefully like he knew exactly what he was doing.

  “So you massage a lot of feet, do you?” I asked.

  I was speaking but my eyes were fixed on the way his big strong hands moved. My feet seemed so small and pinkish-pale. His hands were tanned and he was sure of himself.

  Flash tugged at my toe, making me giggle and I met his eyes.

  “Would you believe me if I said yours are the first pair of feet I’ve ever touched?”

  I arched a brow and despite myself, I couldn’t help but smile at that.

  “I don’t believe a word you’re saying, but I like the sound of it,” I replied.

  “What about your family? Has anyone been in this house?” I asked.

  We were still on the couch. My feet were in his lap and he was stretched outwards, with his feet up on the coffee table. At some point, we’d ordered pizza and chips and now the empty boxes were lying discarded on the floor.

  I hoped Flash hadn’t seen how excited I got to take the first bite of pizza. A bite I relished because I’d been dreaming about it for months. I was full now, but not too full for him.

  We were still naked. Flash was so determined that neither of should put our clothes back on that he had the pizza delivery guy leave our order at the door. He left a thick wad of cash for him to collect so he wouldn’t complain.

  I couldn’t complain either. I was having fun. Even though just a few hours ago, I thought I would never want to see him again, Flash had managed to turn that around.

  “I haven’t seen or spoken to anyone from my family for almost a decade. Or whatever’s left of it. They never cared about me, so I haven’t bothered with them.”

  I stared at him while he ran his forefinger up my bare leg. He tickled me but I bit down on my lip instead of laughing. I hoped he wouldn’t ask me about Billy. I hoped he wouldn’t ask me about my past. I wished I could discuss it with him, but didn’t have the courage, convinced he wouldn’t want anything to do with me after that.

  “Am I allowed to ask about your family?” he said.

  I felt myself retreat. I looked up and saw him staring at me. Studying me. Trying to read my body language. Was it really fair that I’d told him nothing about myself or my family to him while he told me everything?

  We’d just spent the past forty-five minutes discussing the minute workings of a motorcycle Club and Iron Thunder’s hierarchy.

  I cleared my throat and swung my legs away from him.

  “Of course you’re allowed to ask me anything. Doesn’t mean I have to answer them,” I said.

  I got up from the couch and walked over to the big window by the fireplace. It looked out onto the driveway where the lamps were still lit. There was a full moon in the sky tonight and I stared up at it.

  I could sense him coming toward me. When he gently touched my shoulders, I felt the warmth of him flood my body, saw our reflection in the glass pane. He was immensely tall, towering over me, crouching a little so he could kiss my bare shoulders now. I wasn’t self-conscious of my nakedness anymore; he was the one who had given me the confidence about my body. Just from the way he looked at me.

  I closed my eyes as his mouth traveled down my shoulders, down my arms. I folded my arm around his head, resting my head on his shoulder while he kissed the top of my head. My cheek, my nose. I turned toward him and brought my face close to his.

  Flash looked into my eyes and I could see he had questions. There were things he wanted to ask me. I didn’t know if I could give him the answers.

  My hand traveled down his chest, down his chiseled abdomen.

  I took his cock in my hand and started stroking him. I saw the way his eyes hardened. His face went stony and focused. He was still searching my eyes but with a wildness.

  I stroked him harder, could feel the moistness at the tip of his cock. It throbbed and grew stronger, hungry for my pussy. I looked back into his eyes, more confident now than I was the first time he took me.

  I touched the tip of my tongue to the top of my lip as I stroked his balls then caught his cock again, sliding my hand up and down till I was sure he would come in my palm.

  Flash grabbed me by my thighs and lifted me up. I yelped with surprise and then with joy. Clutching me by my seat, he pushed me backwards till I was pinned to the wall. I was halfway up the wall, pushed up against his body.

  My legs were spread apart and he was between them. I could feel his cock sliding and thrusting against the inside of my thighs while he licked my neck and nibbled on the soft skin of my breasts.

  “I just want to fuck you all the time,” he grunted as he pushed his cock into me. We both moaned together when he entered me. I could feel him filling me up. So big. Stroking that sensitive spot. I leaned back and the back of my head thudded against the wall.

  He slowed down for a moment but I shook my head, urging him to continue. He started plowing harder. In and out. In and in and in and oh…it was the most satisfying feeling. To have him that deep inside me. It was toe-curlingly sexy, knowing he could keep me suspended in air like that. He was in total control of me and my pleasure and I just wanted more and more.

  My breasts bounced to the rhythm of us moving. I stared at his chiseled handsome face, still in disbelief that a man like him could want me.

  A man like him could look after me.

  I was about to come.

  I dug my nails into his arm and I screamed with pleasure. A smile erupted on Flash’s face when he realized what was going to happen.

  “Don’t stop!” I cried as my body shuddered to the explosion of my orgasm. It felt like nothing would ever feel this good again. He had spoiled
me.

  11

  Flash

  When I woke up the next morning, I was in my own bed. My first thought was of Allegra and I looked over to find her there, snuggled up beside me, sleeping peacefully.

  I should have jumped out of bed. I should have woken her up and tried to get her out of my house—this place was out of bounds to every other chick. I never brought them back here. Never fucked them in this house.

  But seeing Allegra there beside me this morning didn’t make me panic. Neither did it make me mad.

  She was a beautiful sight in my bed.

  I reached for her, pushing some of her dark silky hair off her face. Her eyelids fluttered and I kissed her lips, loving the scent of her. She opened her eyes and smiled at me.

  “Good morning,” she said in a husky voice and I knew I was ready for more of her.

  I slid my hand down under the sheets, feeling the softness of her body, the smoothness of her perfect skin. Her eyes flew open wide when I touched her between her legs.

  That pussy was still moist, sticky with her sweet juices. I slid my fingers around her pussy and clit, making her purr and arch her body upward.

  “Flash…” she murmured my name and clung to my arms.

  I ran my hand down the insides of her thighs—so soft and delectable. I moved over her, slipping in under the sheets. My body pressed into hers, she cupped my cock. I’d woken up with a raging hard-on that rubbed against her legs now.

  She had a wide smile.

  “Hello there!” she remarked as she gripped my cock and started sliding her hand up and down.

  This wasn’t what I wanted. I wanted more. I wanted her fully. I grabbed her hands and shoved them out of the way with a grunt. She bit down on her lip, knowing exactly what I wanted.

  I pushed my cock into her, sliding deep inside, making her gasp and writhe underneath me. She was so light, so beautiful, so tight. Her pussy fit my cock like a glove and I started thrusting hard, making the bed shake.

  Allegra’s mouth was open wide as she stared up at me. I had so many thoughts about her. Questions I wanted the answers to, but right now, none of it mattered.

  The only thing I cared about was emptying myself. Seeing my cum splattered all over her.

  Just when I knew I was going to explode, I pulled out of her. She panted and gasped for more. I came on her tits, shooting my seed all over her pink-pale skin, her rosy erect nipples. She stared up at me with those big blue eyes while I emptied myself of every last drop.

  I was still clutching my cock, watching her. She smiled and thrust her hips up toward me—this chick was insatiable. I loved it!

  Smiling back at her, I slid out of bed. I’d just woken up and already, I was covered in sweat. This was the effect Allegra had on me. I couldn’t stop fucking her.

  She sat up in bed, watching as I drank water from the glasses we’d brought to the room last night.

  “Did you sleep well?” she asked me.

  It was a strange question nobody had really asked me before. But then again, I didn’t exactly have anyone who would ask me that.

  “I guess I did. Did you?”

  She nodded her head like an excited child. “I slept great.” I watched as she wove a hand through her long hair, slowly starting to massage her scalp. “I can’t help but think about where I would be, or what would have happened to me if we didn’t bump into each other at that bar.”

  I picked up my phone from the floor and looked at texts I’d received from the Club. There weren’t that many. We’d had a quiet night.

  “I mean…I would probably be dead by now,” Allegra continued.

  I looked up at her and put my phone away.

  “You’re not, and that asshole is out of the picture and you’re here.”

  She gave me a nervous smile and nodded.

  “Yeah, I’m grateful for that.”

  “I’m not looking for your gratitude, Allegra.”

  “No, you’re looking for an explanation. You want to know my story. You want to figure out if you can trust me.”

  I said nothing, just watched her with a clenched jaw. She gulped and then swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood up.

  The sheets fell away from her body. Once again, I was drawn to the beauty and perfection of her.

  “You don’t have to tell me anything. This is not an interrogation,” I said. She met my eyes and slowly nodded.

  “I mean it,” I continued. “This is what we wanted, right? To fuck each other, and this is what we got. Spilling our guts to each other wasn’t part of the deal.”

  I came toward her and she watched my every move. “I didn’t realize we had any kind of deal,” she said.

  “It’s not a deal, it’s an arrangement, I guess.”

  “Sex for protection?” she asked.

  “That is not what I said.”

  She nodded and then sighed.

  “Okay, well, I need to figure out what I’m going to do now. Where to go,” she continued.

  Was that what I wanted? Did I want her to leave? Go back out there into a world where the guy who was after her could find her again? I said nothing because I got the feeling that she didn’t want to hear it—whatever I had to say.

  Instead, she headed for the bathroom.

  “I think I’m going to take a shower, if that’s alright with you,” she added. Then she went in but left the door open.

  I gave her a few minutes before going in. I wanted to watch her. I wanted to see what she looked like standing in my shower.

  Allegra looked like she was expecting me. She had the glass doors to the cubicle wide open so I could watch her clearly.

  Lathered up in soap, her hair was drenched and pasted around her face like a dark scarf. Her eyes were so bright, her body glistening in the water that fell over her. She had her arms wound around herself like a hug.

  She stood with her legs pressed together so I couldn’t see her pussy. I wanted to see her pussy. I wanted to see that magical little spot in her body that made me act like a crazy person.

  I went to her and she pasted herself to the wall. The marble must have been cold against her skin but she didn’t seem to care.

  “I didn’t think you’d come,” she said, looking up at me as I stood under the shower now, towering over her.

  “I can’t keep my hands off you,” I replied and kissed her.

  It was a warm long kiss. Both of us were wet, her skin was squeaky clean and slippery. I gripped her bony hips hard, keeping her pinned to the wall. She bit my lip and I sucked on her tongue.

  My hand went down her body so I could push her legs apart again, to feel her tight pussy in my hand. Allegra leaned into me, gnawing at my shoulder while I fingered her. My thumb stroked her clit while my fingers slipped in and out of her. From the way her body shuddered, I knew she was close to completion. But I wanted to be inside her when she came. I wanted us to come together.

  I whipped her around, pressing her face into the wall. She was panting with anticipation as I covered her body with mine. Giving her pussy one final swipe with my fingers, I thrust my cock into her again.

  It didn’t matter that I’d just had her only fifteen minutes ago. I was ready to go again. My cock throbbed and thrust repeatedly inside her. This time, we both had a renewed sense of urgency.

  Maybe it would all be over soon. If she left now, went back into the real world, I might never see her again.

  I wanted to devour her, consume her, didn’t want to ever let go of this feeling that overtook me when I was inside her.

  I plowed her like a machine till she squealed with pleasure as she came. I blew my cum into her, every last seed. No protection. I just wanted to fill her up. For real this time. She didn’t stop me either.

  We were both out of breath, exhausted. Slowly, I gripped her shoulders and turned her around to face me. She was panting with her mouth parted.

  Then she bit down on her lip and smiled.

  “Can I be totally honest with you?
” she asked.

  “Yes.”

  “I’m starving,” she said.

  12

  Allegra

  We got out of the shower together and luckily, there were two big towels in the bathroom we could both use.

  We watched each other in silence as we dried off, and I wrapped the towel around myself, precariously tucking it in at my chest. Flash wrapped his around his waist. His cock was now out of view and thankfully would pose less of a distraction now. I couldn’t focus on anything while he was walking around naked.

  “My housekeeper usually keeps the kitchen fully stocked, so we should be able to whip something up,” he said as we proceeded toward the kitchen.

  It was like a dream—I would have full access to a kitchen. With real food! I could potentially have a lovely breakfast, more than just a protein bar! I salivated just thinking about it.

  “You sit back and watch me make you a spread,” I said. Flash laughed and I stopped still when we entered the kitchen.

  I hadn’t had a chance to catch a glimpse of it the previous night. It was absolutely stunning, straight out of an interior designer’s daydream. I was surrounded by shining chrome and glass everywhere. There were tall glass doors in the back that led into a small garden too. The kitchen came fully equipped with everything you could possibly ever need.

  I turned to Flash with a wide smile.

  “I have never cooked in a kitchen like this before. Frankly, I feel slightly lost,” I said.

  “Yeah, it took some getting used to. Don’t worry, I’ll help you.”

  I watched him in awe as he walked over to the huge refrigerator. I gulped. How much money did these bikers make? What was their business really involved in?

  Although I was curious, I knew I had no right to ask him any of those questions when I wasn’t willing to answer his.

  “Coffee?” he asked, turning to me again. He’d grabbed eggs and ham and cheese from the refrigerator and was carrying them over to the chrome-topped work station.