Rewind

by H. M. Montes

  When I sank down we both sucked in a breath, then I sat up and braced my hands on his thighs, my body trembled as he circled my clit with his thumb. “Oh god.” I threw my head back and started moving my hips back and forth then leaned forward. He brought both hands up and squeezed my breast before lightly biting and sucking on each nipple shooting a current of pleasure through my body to my core.

  “Fuck I can feel each time you come, it’s amazing.” He said. Then he cupped my face in his hands and kissed me so hard I was struggling for my next breath as our hips moved in a perfect up and down-back and forth motion. “Who do you belong to?” he whispered against my lips.

  “You…oh god that feels good.” I pulled away and sat up again.

  “You’re mine Sydney, fucking perfect.” He said then pulled out of me and climbed behind me. He slapped my ass gently then sank himself inside of me. “Jesus, I’m not going to last.” He moaned. Ronnie leaned forward and kissed my neck as his thrusts grew harder, “Touch your clit and make yourself cum.” He whispered then pulled back and grabbed my hips.

  I circled my clit with my middle finger, our bodies slammed together, then my orgasm exploded, my pussy muscles contracted then Ronnie moaned deep and buried himself as deep as he could as he filled me with his hot sticky come. He collapsed over my back, both of us still breathing heavy, “That was…”

  “Fucking speechless right now.” He said with a chuckle then kissed my shoulder and slowly pulled out of me. I heard him hiss through his teeth, then he pushed back inside of me and pulled out again. “I could fuck you all night.” He said.

  I laughed and wiggle my ass. “I have to pee.” I looked over my shoulder.

  “I’m out.” He said with a laugh.

  After we cleaned up and laid back down in bed, my head on his chest I ran my fingers across his chest and down his abs. “Are you going to tell me what was really bothering you earlier?” I whispered.

  He sucked in a breath and slowly released it, “I just, coach doesn’t like for us to date anybody, he says my head hasn’t been in the game. I don’t like seeing another man touch you is all, it’s hard to be on the field and look over at you from the huddle and see you being handled by Ryan is all.”

  I looked up at him, “There’s nothing to worry about, we are all like one big family. Ryan and Theresa have been my base since our freshman year. He’s very good at what he does and I trust him, please don’t worry about me over there.” I said and smiled at him.

  He wrapped his arms around me tight and kissed the top of my head, “I’m sorry, but…I’m in love with you Sydney. I’ve never felt like this before, I thought I was in love with Shelby but now I know I wasn’t. I’ll try to keep my jealousy out of it. Just make sure Ryan knows I’m watching him.”

  I laughed and kissed his chest, “He knows – he knows.” I told him then fell asleep.

  The rest of the week seemed to fly by, practices went great, Ronnie was in a great mood until Friday he started to get moody again. Normally on games days he was full of adrenaline and got everybody in “game mode”.

  We had talked about our weekend plans the day before, when I told him I was going home for the weekend he said he wanted to go with me.

  “Not this weekend, we are having dads surprise birthday party at the club. You will get grilled by all the guys,” I smiled when he creased his eyebrows together with a confused look, “Trust me you don’t want to meet all of them at once.” I patted his chest. He didn’t say anything else about it and didn’t seem to protest anymore.

  “My fucking god Syd where did those bruises come from?” our coach Cindy asked as we stretched.

  I looked up at her confused, “What? Where?” I looked down at my legs, hands, forearms. Then my bicep, “Oh—uhm.” How had I not felt them or seen the four dots on the inside of my bicep, “I about rolled out of bed when Ronnie and I were watching a movie. I was laughing so hard when I stood up to go to the bathroom I started to fall to the floor and he tried to catch me.” I laughed. In the back of my mind I scolded myself for lying to a woman that has been nothing but nice to me since I started college.

  Cindy narrowed her eyes at me, “You need to be more careful, with the black uniform they stand out like crazy.” She told me then started talking to the other flyer Michelle.

  Theresa looked over at me, “If you actually stayed at our dorm now days I would have noticed them and told you to ice them.” She shook her head and laughed, “But he keeps you tucked in his bed twenty four seven.” She stuck her bottom lip out and pretended to be pouting.

  I shook my head at her, “That’s not true, I stayed there…”

  “You haven’t stayed there since last Sunday.” She looked at me then changed the subject about going to dads party. “I think you two are spending too much time together, it’ll do you some good to kick back and chill with all of your friends and family.”

  “I don’t think we are, he doesn’t seem to be getting tired of me or anything.” I said with a shrug. Normally wouldn’t guys complain about something like that?

  We lost that game, so I knew that Ronnie wouldn’t be in a good mood. Instead of waiting around for him I rode with Theresa to the dorm and sent him a text to let him know he could come over if he wanted to. I needed to pack for my trip home.

  “I have got a killer headache tonight jeez.” Theresa groaned and fell onto her bed. She had always suffered from migraines, usually triggered by stress or something she had eaten.

  “Did you eat anything you’re not supposed to?” I asked as I took my uniform off.

  She shook her head but didn’t answer me, “I think I need to see the eye doctor again.” She mumbled.

  I turned the room light off and went into the bathroom so I could shower. I dressed in my pajamas, when I walked into the room Theresa was curled up on her side still wearing her cheer uniform. “You need help changing into your pj’s?” I whispered as I sat down on her bed.

  She nodded her head gently, then squeezed her eyes shut. I knew that these migraines would come on fast and would make her miserable. When we were growing up her mom was always so worried that she had some kind of tumor that caused them. She has had so many scans done we’ve lost count but the doctors finally concluded it wasn’t anything to be concerned about. Just as I slid her top off and helped her put a t-shirt on my phone beeped with a new message. After I had her skirt off, I went to the small kitchen and got her two of her extra strength Excedrin and a cool glass of water. I heard my phone beep again with another message so I handed the pills and water to Theresa and she slowly moved to take them. Then there was three loud bangs on our door, I cringed and Theresa winced then put a pillow over her head. I hurried to the door and pulled it open, there stood Ronnie and he looked one hundred percent pissed off.

  “Shh,” I patted the air, “Theresa isn’t feeling good.” I whispered.

  Ronnie bent down to my face so we were eye to eye, “I don’t give a fuck, get your shit and meet me at the truck.”

  I walked out the door but didn’t shut it completely, “No I still have to pack, I’m leaving early and since she’s not feeling good I’m taking my car.”

  He pinched the bridge of his nose, clenched his jaw muscle then looked down at me. “You can fucking stay at my place go.get.your.shit.”

  I shook my head no at him, “She’s not feeling good I’m staying here.” I pointed at the door. Then I turned to walk back inside but Ronnie grabbed my bicep in another tight grip causing me to wince from already tender spot.

  “I’m staying here then.” He said and pushed me through the door, thankfully he didn’t slam the door he gently let it click shut then locked it. Ronnie followed me over to my bed, quickly pulled his shirt off and stripped his jeans off then climbed into the bed and laid on the side closest to the wall. It was almost too dark to see but as my eyes adjusted I could see the outline of his body so I climbed in and laid down on my side and faced away from him. He laid on his side and wrapped his arm around my w
aist slid his hand up my shirt and started rolling my nipple between his fingers. Then he brushed my hair off of my neck and started lightly kissing my neck and licking a circle at my pulse point. I tried to push his hand away from my breast but he roughly gripped it and whispered, “Don’t.”

  I kicked his shin, “Stop it.” I whispered through clenched teeth. Theresa was now facing away from us lying on her side with her pillow pressed over her head.

  Ronnie scissored his legs around mine and pressed his hips forward pressing his hard cock against my ass cheek. “You keep it up and it’s going to be the roughest sex you’ve ever had Syd, chill the fuck out. I’m sure it’s not the first time she’s been in the same room as a couple having sex.”

  I shook my head and tried to pull my legs loose, I wasn’t in the mood for sex. I was worried about her, still needed to pack, and wanted a good night’s rest before my busy day started the following day. “I’m not in the mood.”

  His body shook with silent laughter as his hand slid down my torso and he pushed it down my panties between my pussy lips and into my opening. “I beg to differ babe, your pussy wants me don’t try to fight it.” He pulled his finger out and started to circle my clit. My body betrayed me and started to tingle with pleaser each time he would dip his long finger inside of me and spread the wetness between my folds up to my throbbing clit. “My cock is feeling a little neglected.” He whispered and pressed against me, so I moved my hand behind me and started stroking him. I rubbed my thumb across the tip and felt the slick bead of moisture so I circled it around the tip and started stroking him with firmer strokes. He moved his hand from my panties and pushed his boxers down his legs then rolled me over so I was on my back. Quietly he moved over the top of me and quickly yanked my panties down and covered my body with his then pressed his cock at my entrance and slowly pushed inside of me. “Shh, I’m not going to see you all weekend,” he pulled out and pushed inside of me again his head was next to my ear, “Jesus the way your pussy is pulsating I know you can feel my cock ready to explode.” He said into my ear only loud enough for me to hear.

  I turned my head and started to kiss him as he continued to barely move in and out of me, he looped his arms under me so his hands were under my shoulders and he could pull down on my shoulders. Then he started to just barely piston his hips and moved his mouth away from mine, he sucked lightly on my neck below my ear and I shivered. My breathing was getting heavier and my body started to ignite as my orgasm seeped through my veins like slow moving fire.

  “Gush gush gush, fuck. Milk it babe, it’s taking all I have not to pull out and pound back inside of you.” He said and his body shook as his climax grew closer. I could feel his cock thicken even more inside of me. I turned my head to kiss him so I wouldn’t moan too loud. He pushed as hard as he could into me, pulling down on my shoulders and made slow circles with his hips putting pressure against my clit. “I’m ready to pop are you babe?” he asked against my lips. I nodded my head yes then he put his mouth back on mine and stole my breath with the kiss that caused my climax to erupt deep inside. One more hard push and his cock twitched with each stream of come he released inside of me. “I know your clit is still sensitive but since you were in a rush to get away from me you can just wait until you come back on Sunday to get fucked hard.” He said and kissed me then rolled off of me grabbed his boxers and pulled them back up his legs.

  I grabbed a Kleenex and wiped between my legs before pulling my panties back up and facing away from him again. No doubt I could use another orgasm but I needed sleep and was already worried that Theresa had heard us.

  The following morning I woke up and Ronnie was gone, I stretched then looked over at Theresa she was under the covers and her shoulders were shaking. “Theresa what can I do?” I asked softly knowing she was crying from the pain.

  “Nothing, god it hurts though. I can’t go home with you.” She said softly and sniffled.

  “I can stay if you want me to.”

  “No you need to go home, text me and let me know you made it. Tell Pop’s happy birthday for me.” She told me.

  I squeezed her shoulder and stood from her bed, packed my overnight bag, and kissed her head through the covers. I checked my phone to see if Ronnie had text or called after he left at some point through the night but he hadn’t. When I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth I gasped when I seen the massive hickey he had left on me last night. My parents were going to be furious; they had always warned me that hickeys were tacky looking. Mom had even scared me by telling me a blood clot could form and kill me so, this was my first hickey. A senior in college with a huge bluish purplish hickey. I shook my head and tried not to scream. I hugged Theresa softly then walked out of the dorm and to my car. It was a two thousand ten black Dodge Charger with the windows tinted and a bright orange Harley Davidson tag on the front. I had always offered to drive Theresa places but she practically lived out of her car so it was just easier for her to drive us places. When I got in the car I put my overnight bag in the passenger seat grabbed my phone out of my purse and sent Ronnie a text:

  Me: NOT happy about the hickey! Just getting ready to leave TTYL.

  I started the car, put my seat belt on and backed out of the parking stall. I had been on the road for about twenty minutes when my phone beeped with a text message. I knew better than to check it so whoever had text me could just call and I would use my hands free system that the car had. Nobody called so I didn’t think any more about it and jammed out to CD dance mix that our coach had given us a year ago. When I was about ten minutes from home I called mom to see if she was awake.

  Her sweet voice filled the speaker system, “Are you almost here?” she asked with a happy tone.

  “In about ten minutes I will be, does he know yet that I’m coming home?”

  “Nope, he doesn’t have a clue! Just let me know when you are at Theresa’s I’ll come get you later.”

  “She didn’t come with me, she had a migraine hit her last night.” I told her. I was really bummed out that she couldn’t come home with me. My family was like a second family to her, we had been best friends since the third grade even when we fought we couldn’t stay mad at each other for more than half the day.

  “Oh, well, hmm,” mom paused, “Park behind the club house and go chill out in one of the spare rooms. I will text you when we get ready to head to the club house. I’m sure Betty is probably in the kitchen so you can grab some food. I think most of the guys are up and moving around, they’ll be happy to see you.”

  I laughed, “Okay I will see you later.” We hung up and I drove through town and waved at the familiar faces I passed by. There was a large store building that had a For Sale sign in the window it would make the perfect dance and fitness studio so I pulled over and wrote the number down. There was a tap on my window that caused me to jump. Bryan Russell that was a few years older than me and also a Prospect in my dad’s motorcycle club smiled at me while he waited for me to roll my window down.

  “Hey Syd, you here for the party?”

  “Yep, what are you up to?” I asked.

  “Meeting up with a Nomad so he can join the festivities tonight too.” He looked behind him at the building. “You do know that place is sold right?”

  My shoulders sagged, “Are you serious? It would be perfect for what I plan on doing after I graduate.”

  Bryan grinned, “I’m sure you’ll find something.” He looked at his watch, “Gotta jet I’ll catch up with you later.”

  “Later.” I smiled then pulled away and looked in my rear view mirror. Bryan was very cute in a boy next door type of way. I hadn’t spent much time around him at the MC club but what little I was around him he seemed to be a pretty nice guy. Rather than pull up the driveway I went another mile down the road to an offbeat path that led to the clubhouse. I text mom to let her know I was there and that my car was hidden. I could tell by the smiley faces she sent in return that she was probably bouncing in her shoes with excitement. Once
inside I let my eyes adjust to the dark hallway then I went upstairs where the rooms were. Thankfully none of the guys were awake yet and most of them snoring helped me figure out what rooms were being used. Just as I placed my overnight bag and purse on the bed my cell phone rang.

  “Yes mom.”

  “Can you come to the house please?”

  “Umm, no. I thought you didn’t want dad to know I was here.”

  “There’s somebody here that you know though.” I could tell she was giving a fake smile over the phone.

  “Be there in a minute.” I ended the call and quietly made my way out the front of the club. I ran across the small parking lot and almost skidded to a halt when I seen who was standing on the front porch with my mom. She looked at me and had one eyebrow raised in question.

  “Ronnie?” I said with a confused tone.

  “Hey babe,” he smiled big and quickly walked down the front steps, “I couldn’t be away from you.” He wrapped his arms around my waist and hugged me.

  Mom walked up behind us, “Go back to the club house so your dad doesn’t see you.” She looked at Ronnie then back at his bright green Kawasaki 650, “Move that thing back by her car so he doesn’t see it.” She smiled at us then walked back inside.

  I waited for Ronnie to move his motorcycle, when it zinged to life my shoulders fell. I had no doubt that dad had heard it. I quickened my pace and Ronnie pulled up next to me. I told him to go around the side of the building and park behind my car. I ran rest of the way across the parking lot and through the club house. Betty tried to stop me but I ran past her to the back door. Ronnie sauntered up to the door smiling big at me but I was not happy that he had shown up.

  “Do you have to look so pissed off that I’m here?” he asked with his eyebrows drawn together.

  “I told you that I didn’t want you here this weekend because,” I exhaled a long breath, “behind those doors are guys that are going to try and make your night hell because you are my boyfriend. I wanted to be able to have a good time and not have to worry about any fights breaking out.” I said and bounded up the stairs with him right behind me.