“Well, he’s crazy,” Amy said honestly. “And he also needs to clear his head. He has what I like to call the alpha-male-who-doesn’t-have control syndrome. They don’t know how to handle it. They need to fix things and he’s crazy!” Amy repeated herself. She gripped Jasmine’s face with both of her hands. “Jasmine, I’m serious. You know that there is something really, deeply wrong with Nuke.”
“I know. He told me.”
Amy shook her head. “I’m not just talking about what he told you.”
“Amy, I know. Why does everyone think I have blinders on when it comes to Nuke? You think I don’t know that he has major issues? He’s controlling, he’s jealous, he’s violent and he’s moody. I’m fucked up too, Amy; I like that shit about him. I like how he can go out and do that mysterious biker stuff then come home and hold me and watch a movie. It’s screwed up but I love it.
“There’s something about those moments when he looks at me with love in his eyes. I feel needed, safe, desired. I know he’d move hell or high water to do right by me. He doesn’t think I understand that.”
She paused before adding, “I wasn’t happy until I met Nuke.” Jasmine sat back and wiped her eyes with a napkin lying on the table. “We’ll probably have insane kids, too, if we ever get to that point.” Jasmine attempted to laugh but failed.
“God help us all when the two of you reproduce!” Amy chuckled out loud.
***
Everyone was avoiding her, or so Jasmine felt. Maybe it was her obsessive cleaning and crying that kept people away. Jasmine cleaned the kitchen, the bathrooms and the game room in the clubhouse. She found and threw away twenty various items that were soiled with bodily fluids, fifty-six used condoms and countless empty beer cans and bottles of whiskey. Most of which were also covered in bodily fluids.
Her head hurt from crying and she was tired of smelly things covered in human juices. Nuke had taken her car and she really didn’t want to ask someone else to take her home.
Two of the Honeys who were pretending to be friendly stopped her in an effort to gather info on what had gone down between her and Nuke. She made small talk, not giving them any information. When she saw the opportunity, she left that uncomfortable conversation and headed into the main room just as Nuke entered through the front door. She stopped dead in her tracks as a wave of relief came over her.
He moved swiftly as he walked toward her. The happiness at seeing him turned to dread as flashbacks of their fight entered her mind and she backed up, bumping into the bar. From out of the corner of her eye, she could see the Honeys watching. Mitch and Ice had also entered the room. Everyone was expecting the worst and so was she.
Nuke reached out and took her left hand and placed her wedding ring back on her finger. It left a trail of blood that wasn’t her own. “Don’t take my ring off again!” he said calmly, then he walked past her and down the hallway.
“Jesus!” Jasmine said as she finally took a breath. She looked down at her hand, then rushed to catch up with Nuke. She followed him as he went into the bathroom and closed the door behind them. “Nuke, what did you do?” Images of the man who bought the ring flashed through her brain.
He reached into his leather Hells Vipers jacket and handed her three stacks of money that also had droplets of blood on them. He took off his biker boots and his cut. Then he began to strip off the rest of his clothes without saying a word to her.
“Nuke, please say something to me.”
He didn’t respond.
“Jason, talk to me!” Her hands shook as she placed the money on the counter.
He was naked now as he turned on the water. “Take a shower with me,” he said as he turned to her and reached out his hand. “I promise not to get your hair wet,” he laughed out loud as he flashed his perfect smile.
She stared at his bloody knuckles. “Nuke, he was a nice guy who just wanted to buy a ring for his girlfriend. Nuke, please, please tell me he’s okay. Please, please tell me that they’re both alright!”
He let out a deep sigh as he walked toward her. She tensed as he reached down and lifted her shirt over her head. “He’s fine, Jasmine, they’re both fine. I bought it back from him. I even paid him extra for the inconvenience. The blood is from someone else and me beating the crap out of the walls yesterday. Now come on!” He knelt down and slipped off her shoes, then removed her skirt.
“Nuke!”
“Jasmine,” he said, standing up, staring her in the eyes and cupping her face, “I don’t lie to you. If I said they’re alright, then they are!” He lowered his hands, unhooked her bra and dropped it onto the floor.
“The blood, who’s is it then?”
“It’s from someone who owed me money. I went and got it.”
“Nuke!”
“Baby, take what you need and go buy stuff for the trailer. Just leave me some spending money. I need to pay Pipe back for covering my dues, too.” He removed her panties. He took her hand and led her to the shower. He stepped in, holding her hand as she unwillingly got in with him.
A single tear rolled down her cheek.
“Why are you starting to cry?” he asked as he adjusted the water.
“Because I’m in a shower with the man I love and he’s covered in blood. My wedding ring is covered in blood. Our money is covered in blood.”
“At least it’s not our blood,” he said and smiled.
“Nuke,” she said, letting out a breathless sigh of defeat.
“I’m not covered and neither is the money. It’s more like a splatter,” he chuckled.
Cindy’s warning words about the Hells Vipers came flooding back into her mind. ‘These guys have a way of turning you into someone you won’t recognize when you look into the mirror.’
“Jason, you need to explain yourself to me! You overreacted and you know it.”
“Jasmine, the ring,” Nuke paused. “I want to give you the world. The ring for me represented my promise to you that I’m going to do right by you. It also means you’re mine. I want the world to know that you belong to me.”
“I don’t want the world, I just want you…I want you to stop being an ass!”
Nuke chuckled. “You lived with the bare essentials for me. A woman like you deserves the best. When you look at that ring on your finger, I want you to know in your heart that I got this. I’m going to honor you until the day I die. I want you to remember that you’re mine.”
“I know that already, Nuke.” Jasmine looked anywhere but at him as she tried to force back the tears that were welling up inside her. Part of her was still angry and she wanted him to know it.
“That was funny what you said,” he changed the subject. “My ‘lifetime-of-criminal-activity ass.’ That was pretty good.” Nuke smiled. “When I stopped being mad, I starting laughing.”
She half-heartedly looked at him as he flashed the smiled that she loved again. “Yeah, it was pretty funny actually. Descriptive, too!” she said with no inflection at all in her voice.
Nuke laughed as he washed his hair. “You were right in that I didn’t teach you what to do if I got locked up,” He let the water rush down his face. Then he wiped his eyes with his hands. “I apologize. I should have done that. You really did do a great job but I’ll go over what you should do for next time, and odds are, there will be a next time at some point in the future.”
“Were you going to hit me?” She watched him closely, reading his body language. She was not going to let this just slide by like it was nothing.
“I don’t like it when you doubt me and how I feel about you. Do you think I abuse you, Jasmine?” He seductively moved forward and pinned her to the shower walls, crushing his strong, hard body against hers.
She could feel his long, thick cock pressing into her flesh. “It was different and you know it!” She held her own as she stared right back into his eyes. It felt good to have him so close but this needed to be talked about now.
“No, I wasn’t going to hit you in anger. Jasmine, we need t
o make up. The longer this goes on, the harder it will be. Now be a good girl and get on your knees and suck my cock.”
She reached up and touched his face. “Did you hook up with anyone after I went to bed?” She knew what Amy had said but she needed to hear it from him.
“JASMINE, NO! I don’t want any of them gashes.”
“All those women were happy as can be at seeing us argue. You were really mad at me yesterday. Sometimes I feel like I’m going backward emotionally when it comes to us.”
“It’s my fault if you don’t feel more secure by now.” Nuke flicked his tongue across her full lips.
“Why don’t you feel more secure? If you felt secure, then the ring wouldn’t have upset you so.”
“Because I’m a jealous, controlling man.”
“Why? You know I love you with all of my heart.”
He hesitated before he responded. “Because I’m not worth your love.”
She rolled her eyes.
“Fine, baby, how about this, I just want you and a do-over,” he said, laughing. “Let’s just pretend that yesterday didn’t happen. That I wasn’t an idiot and I just got out today. Can we do that, please?”
“I’m still mad at you!” She broke from his grip and moved to get out of the shower. He gripped her upper arm and pulled her back.
“Get on your knees,” he repeated.
“NO!” she said as she struggled with him.
Nuke firmly put her down onto the floor. She ended up on all fours. His wet, muscular legs were planted firmly on each side of her as he stood over her. He grasped a handful of her hair, snatching her head back to look up at him. “Jasmine, I don’t want you to be afraid of me but you need to be reminded of your place! WE need to fix this, get back to who we are.”
“LET ME GO!” She reached up in an attempt to remove his hands but it wasn’t necessary.
He released her hair and walked away. He sat down on the toilet, then snapped his fingers for her to crawl to him
Her stomach clenched as she looked over at him. The love and desire she felt for him was starting to overwhelm her anger. It took several moments of them staring at each other but she did as he ordered. She crawled across the bathroom floor on all fours and kneeled in front of him like a good little pet.
“Crawl to the door and come back. Don’t stop crawling ‘til I tell you to!”
No matter how jagged the terrain that she now survived on with him, she loved Nuke. She quickly shot a glance up at him, then looked back down to the white tile floor. His muscular, dominant, tattooed figure was rippled with tension, as was his hard cock with her name on it. She obeyed again and crawled across the floor.
Back and forth on the cold, wet, tile floor she went, until her knees began to ache. The utter humiliation of being on a bathroom floor crawling started to wear her down physically and emotionally.
Twenty, that’s how many times she went back and forth before he grabbed a handful of her hair and jerked her head up hard. With the other hand he twisted one of her nipples and she let out a scream. “Was I gone so long that you forgot who you belong to?”
“No, but you forgot who I am!” she said defiantly.
He took his hand from her nipple and gripped her throat, hard enough that she coughed. “Apparently you have forgotten who I am with that smart-ass reply you just gave me.”
“No, I did not forget,” she strangled to say as her cunt began to throb. Just do it already, she thought. Just take me, make me your whore, your slut, your wife again.
He released his grip on her throat.
“Are you being a little bitch just so that I can punish you?”
“No.” Jasmine’s pussy was getting wetter the longer she looked into his eyes. “I’m mad at you!” she said as her insides were crumbling into submission.
He narrowed his eyes and pushed her head down to the floor. “Lick!” He pointed to his feet.
Jasmine stuck out her tongue and began to lick the water from his feet. She heard him let out a light moan. She smiled to herself, and when she was finished with one foot she moved to the other.
“Is your pussy wet?”
It was degrading to admit it, but she did. “Yes.”
“You’re a dirty little pissed-off whore, aren’t you?”
She couldn’t respond because he shoved three of his toes into her mouth. “Suck.”
She licked, sucked and lovingly bathed them in her saliva as if it were his cock. She was his again and he didn’t even need to fuck her to prove it.
He scooted forward to the edge of the toilet seat. Using her hair as a leash as he brought her face back up to his crotch and stuck his cock inside her mouth, pushing her head all the way down until she reached his pubic hair. Her arms flailed for a moment, and then she locked her hands behind her back.
Nuke pulled his cock out and used it to smack her across the face. He then aggressively shoved his cock into her mouth again and moved her head up and down using her hair. His cock glistened with her spit as little pools of her saliva dripped onto the floor.
He took his cock from her mouth again and pushed her head back down onto the floor. “Lick it up,” he said and pointed to the pools of spit. Jasmine hungrily did as he ordered. He smiled as he stood up and walked over to his jeans, which were in a pile on the floor. He removed his belt and looped an end around his hand. “Lay down on your back,” he commanded.
She was barely in position as his hand came down swiftly onto her tits. She screamed out in both pleasure and pain. He quickly followed it with two more licks of the belt. Her breasts felt like they were on fire.
“Spread your legs.”
Jasmine spread her legs and Nuke began smacking in between her thighs with the belt. She was screaming, squirming on the floor. Tears streamed from her eyes as he continued to punish her with the belt.
***
Mitch, Ice and Amy stood outside the bathroom door. “Fuck, I can’t tell. Are they making up, or do we need to go in there and save her ass before he kills her?” Mitch asked as Jasmine let out another blood-curdling scream. “I’m getting tired of dead bodies on the compound! You don’t shit where you eat!”
Ice placed his ear to the door. “They’re making up,” Ice replied. “I mean, I think I hear moaning, too, from both of them.”
Amy moved next to Ice and placed her ear on the door. She nodded and said, “Yeah, yeah, it’s make-up sex!”
Mitch groaned. “You guys are making me old before my time.” He shook his head as he limped over and sat down in one of the chairs. “Back in the day, we fucked doggy-style and had a three-way. That was kinky sex. If you were lucky enough to find a woman that did anal, you were a happy man. Why can’t your generation just do that and be satisfied?” He shook his head in bewilderment as he looked at Ice.
Ice shrugged. “It’s not as fun!”
***
“What do you say?” Nuke’s cock got even harder as the welts started to appear on her skin.
Jasmine could do nothing but moan out loud.
He was sure that everyone in the clubhouse could hear them and he didn’t care. This was their way of having make-up sex. He was holding back for as long as he could. He needed to taste her.
He moved down and began kissing her pussy, letting his tongue slowly slip inside. Jasmine gasped as his slick tongue darted in and out of her. He hungrily sucked on her.
Jasmine whimpered out loud as he moved his fingers into her pussy and continued to suck on her clit. He spread her wide open as he dove in deeper. She arched her back as she rode his face, grinding up and down on his scruffy goatee. Tears of pleasure streamed down her cheeks as a burst of ecstasy hit her hard. She screamed as a huge wave of orgasm filled her body. Nuke stayed latched onto her until she was sweaty and weak from coming.
“I love you,” Nuke mumbled against her crotch as he gave her pussy one last long suck and a kiss. He climbed on top of her and pushed his cock inside her. “I need you!” Nuke murmured as he crushed his mout
h against hers.
Jasmine moaned loudly while his long, thick cock slid in and out of her. She could taste herself on his lips. Her body was throbbing from the sting of the belt, and her pussy was on fire from this throbbing cock. Every fiber of her body felt alive again, thanks to her man.
He pumped her faster and harder, scooting her across the title floor until they hit the edge of the shower. He growled as he slammed his cock in her pussy. “This is going to be quick, baby, I’m sorry. I just need you so bad!”
“I love you!” Jasmine moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck.
He hooked her legs in the crook of his arms and entered her even deeper. “Fuck, baby!” He pumped in and out of her, his blue eyes holding her gaze. “Tell me what you want me to do.”
“Love me.” Jasmine kissed him hard.
“I’ll love you forever, baby. Come with me!” he growled as he thrust into her, shooting his load, filling her up with his cum as she covered his cock with her orgasm.
His eyes were smoldering as he kissed Jasmine with the need of a man who couldn’t live without her. Then he whispered, “I told you something was going to come between us. I didn’t think it would be me.”
“I forgive you.”
He kissed her slowly several times.
She looked up into his deep blue eyes. “I missed you so much, I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t eat. All I wanted was for you to come home and hold me in your arms. I wasn’t disrespecting you and our marriage when I sold the ring. I just needed you, Nuke. I needed you safe.”
“I know, baby. I was being stupid. All I wanted to do was hold you in my arms, too.” Nuke kissed her nose.
“I’m glad you’re home!”
“Me too! I’m tired!” Nuke rolled off of her and lay on the floor next to her. “We’re so fucked up,” he chuckled. “I didn’t think you’d lick that spit up off the floor. That was fucking hot!” He pulled her onto his chest.
“I can’t believe I did that either!” Jasmine giggled. “I thought you would come into the bedroom but you didn’t. My eyes opened at every sound, plus I’m pretty sure that Rocket and Zoe were screwing on the floor in front of the bedroom door.”
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