“You aren’t ready yet, and I promised to go slow and be careful with you until you could get used to me.”
“What if I don’t want to bend over the sofa, or give you a blow job?”
“If there’s a reason — you don’t feel good, or need to be somewhere soon — you’ll tell me. Otherwise, you’ll do as you’re told if you want me to take care of you the next time you’re horny.”
Gen thought about this a few minutes, and asked, “Okay, so if I want you to do me against the wall again, or I want you to use your mouth on me, I can tell you and you’ll do it?”
He shook his head. “Not quite, Beautiful. If you’re horny I’ll take care of you, and I’ll take into consideration what you’re wantin’, but I’ll choose how to get you off.”
She ran her hand up his shaft, watched as her fingers dipped in just under the head and then went over the hump. She let each finger go up, and then back down, reveling in the steel core and apparently sensitive skin. She could hear his breath catch every once in a while, and loved that she could affect this strong man like this.
More soap on her hands, and she reached for his balls. He spread his legs farther and scooted to the edge of the bench to give her better access. She remembered what he’d said about being gentle, so she was careful. Eventually, she played with his balls with one hand and used her other to stroke his hard length, and after a while he put his hand on hers and said, “You’re killin’ me, Beautiful. I think it’s time we rinsed and got in bed.”
“I need to condition my hair before I get out, and it’ll take about ten minutes to dry it before I can come to bed.”
He looked at her a few seconds, his face incredulous, but then smiled and said, “Okay, Gen. I probably need to cool down a little before we start again, anyway.”
By the time Gen made it into bed, Duke wasn’t as hard as he’d been earlier. He’d also gone downstairs and brought up what she was sure was a small bowl of her coconut oil.
“Okay, Beautiful. Lay down and explore some more. I’ll talk you through using your mouth, but you already know how to handle me, so just add your lips and tongue. If you want me slick, use a little coconut oil, but I’d be just as happy with your mouth providing the moisture, Babe.”
He gave her pointers as she moved around, telling her where pressure felt better than a light touch, where licking worked, where he didn’t mind a little teeth.
Gen was really getting into it when he stopped her to maneuver them around. He put coconut oil on his hands and told her to lie on her back. Gen wasn’t sure about him lowering himself into her mouth, but he only put just past the head in and stopped, and then wedged his arms between her legs.
Fingers fondled her girl parts as he said, “Use your hands on the shaft, your mouth on the head and just beyond. Don’t be afraid to experiment around with your tongue. Use the smooth tip, and the rough section at the back middle. The bottom is smooth, too, and it’s a muscle, so play around with hugging it with your tongue.”
He licked her a few times and Gen moaned around him in her mouth as her blood heated.
“I don’t know if I’ll come like this or not,” Duke continued, “but if I do, you have three choices. You can turn your head to the side so it hits your cheek. If you do, please replace your hands where your mouth was, so you don’t leave me hanging. Alternately, you can let me come in your mouth and either swallow it, or spit it out. I’d prefer one of the latter two, but if you choose the first it isn’t a big deal. We’ll work around whatever you’re comfortable with.”
And then he went to town on her, his lips and fingers exploring, and it was all Gen could do to keep paying attention to pleasuring him.
She squealed and tried to move when his finger circled her bottom hole, but he lifted his mouth long enough to say, “Relax and enjoy, Beautiful. Let me make you feel good.”
She turned her face sideways so he came out of her mouth and she could talk. “Not there, Duke. I don’t want you to touch there.”
He licked her a few times and said, “Okay, Gen. You’ll let me know when you change your mind.”
* * * *
Duke wasn’t disappointed she stopped him. He was going to enjoy teaching her about her body, and he looked forward to bending her will to his.
He’d always enjoyed a challenge.
He slid the finger condom off and went back to working on her beautiful cunt, and fifteen minutes later, he’d brought her right to the edge of an orgasm and backed off three times. Gen finally turned her head and said, “God, Duke. Please!”
“Please what, Beautiful?”
“You keep stopping!”
“Ask me to put my finger back in your asshole and I’ll make you come.”
He felt her body go still as she processed his words, and he held her in place and gave her lots of tongue and fingers, designed to drive her wild. She’d forgotten about working on him, but that was okay — she had a lot going on right now.
She was right on the edge again and he lifted his mouth long enough to tell her, “Ask me to put my finger in your asshole, Beautiful.”
He could tell she was going to try to come without him taking her there, and just as she was about to go over he backed off again, and she practically screamed in frustration.
He blew over her clit — so red and swollen, and she begged, “Please, Duke. You’re torturing me!”
“Hmmm, no Babe. This isn’t torture. Not yet. I just need one sentence from you and I’ll bring you over the top again.”
He blew over her clit again, and followed it with a light caress of his tongue as his fingers played with her entrance.
He didn’t work her up too close this time, as he didn’t give her much time to cool down, but her took there and held her, without relief, and a few minutes later she squeaked, “Please use your finger on my…my…bottom, again.”
He decided it’d do for now. They’d work on her vocabulary later. He slid another finger condom on, swiped it in the coconut oil, and circled her asshole again as he kept up with the action at her cunt.
“My cock back in your mouth, Beautiful. You have a job to do.”
He groaned as her hands worked his shaft, and she turned her head so his cock was back in the heat of her mouth.
He worked her for several long minutes, and manipulated the timing so his finger slid into her ass just as she went over the edge and landed in a screaming, writhing, orgasm.
When she came down he turned around, originally planning to make her finish him off with her mouth, but one look at her face and he knew she wasn’t up for it right now, so he kneeled over her and jacked off, spurting on her breasts and rubbing it in when he finished.
She was turned on by it, but wasn’t sure she should be, so he told her, “You’re beautiful like this, with my cum on you. I love how adventurous you’re being, Gen. Love spending time in bed with you.”
He pulled her into a hug and she tried to push away, “I’ll get it on you!”
“Not a problem, Gen. It’s just cum. I’ve had it on me before, doubt this’ll be the last time.”
“I’m sorry,” she said, so soft he almost missed it.
“Why are you sorry?”
“About you having to teach me? Tell me what to do?”
He shook his head, kissed her forehead, and worked to keep his voice soft, gentle. “I love the idea no other man has had their cock in your mouth, Gen. Every new experience you have, it means I’m the first, I’m the only one. It’s a huge gift, Beautiful. I’m glad I’m the one to teach you.”
She buried her face in his neck. “It’s embarrassing, Duke. I’m nearly thirty years old!”
He kissed the top of her head and she added, “And not letting me have an orgasm until you got your way wasn’t nice.”
He chuckled and said, “Well, then, I guess I’m just not very nice, because you’ll soon learn if you want orgasms, you’ll do as I say.”
“I did just fine giving myself orgasms before you came along, jerk.”
He loved her spunk, and didn’t try to tame his smile as he said, “I think you’ll find the ones you give yourself won’t stack up beside the ones I give you, but you’re welcome to try.”
* * * *
Gen heard the alarm go off the next morning, and rolled into Duke as he turned it off. She didn’t have to get up yet, but he needed to get up and leave for an early appointment.
Duke turned her back around, so she was spooned in front of him again, and lifted her top leg before his fingers found her center. She moaned and pressed back into him, and a few minutes later she was held in place by both hands as he pressed his rock hard length into her.
She was still sore, but not so much it didn’t feel good, and she leaned her head back into his chest and told him, “Oh, yeah. You feel so good, even when I’m sore.”
“Gonna love keepin’ you sore, Babe. Takin’ it easy on you now, but eventually you won’t get a night of alternate activities because you’re tender.”
He didn’t take long to get off, and made sure she had another screaming orgasm before he did. She fell back asleep as she heard him turning the shower on.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Gen stopped by the compound before she went into the office, and handed her phone to Brain. He nodded and let her watch him punch some numbers in, and then they talked while it rebooted.
“Glad he talked to you about it, don’t like ya’ll keeping more secrets than you have to from each other.”
Gen nodded. She wished they didn’t have to keep any secrets, but she was in agreement they should be honest about as much as possible.
“I’m not finding any suitable properties to put a bar and a gun shop within a block of each other. I mean, not a facility you wouldn’t need to totally start from scratch on. I know you want them close to aid in security, but if you can be okay with them within a mile of each other, there are several options.”
He nodded. “Okay, set it up for us to look at what you find. Any time between eleven and four over the next couple of days should be fine. If that doesn’t work, let me know and we’ll figure another time.”
Gen looked around the control room and sat down, saying, “I’d hoped to see Duke. I guess I need to talk to him a little more about what he does during the day.”
Brain smiled, hit a few keys on his keyboard, and motioned towards a monitor. “He’s working at the bike shop today, doing a favor for a friend.”
Gen watched as Sprite walked to him and said something, and he stopped working to hug her a few minutes, stroke her cheek as he said something, and then she sat and talked to him as he worked.
“This feels wrong, Brain. Like I’m spying on him.”
“Sprite was in a really bad situation when she was around fourteen, and Duke helped rescue her. He sees her as something close to a daughter, so don’t feel like you’re spying. Sprite’s twenty-one now, but she’s been on very few dates, in part because everyone’s afraid of Duke.”
“There’s so much we don’t know about each other yet.”
“The way you two look at each other, ya’ll are learning all the physical stuff first, and the other things will have to wait.”
Gen’s face flamed hot and Brain chuckled. “Sorry, didn’t mean to embarrass you. Still blows me away the two of you work, but there’s no doubt you do. I’m happy for both of you.”
The phone beeped as it came back up and Brain loaded an app on it, configured it, double-checked he could access her location from his computer, and handed it to her.”
“What am I missing?” Gen asked Brain.
“What do you mean?”
“Long story,” she explained, “but my background checks on ya’ll gave me squat. Duke had you run the check, so he walked in blind as well. Now we’re hot and heavy, and he’s spying to keep me safe. I have a feeling Isaac plays into things in a way I don’t understand, and possibly Abbott. Duke once told me if you and I started strategizing together, things could get dangerous. I’m assuming this means you think about things the way I do. So, I ask again…what am I missing?”
Brain shook his head. “MC tradition says each brother decides what information to trust his woman with, and he’s responsible if he entrusts information and it gets out. It isn’t common knowledge, but Duke and I are tight, so I know you’ve asked him not to tell you anything you might have to lie to law enforcement over.”
Gen nodded. “So, I’m missing something, but you can’t tell me.”
He shook his head. “I don’t think so. I mean, I really do believe you and Duke hooking up was coincidence. Are there things about us you don’t know? Sure, of course, but you know there are, and, for the record, I think you’re good for each other and I hope you can make it work. My calling you Duchess? It’s my way of showing respect. I’m pretty sure the other brothers feel the same.”
Gen took in his words and said, “Thanks, Brain. That means a lot.” She took a second to decide and said, “I have the perfect spot for a bar, an old chain restaurant with a beautiful bar area, and it wouldn’t take much to bring it to your specs. Bonus, there’s a retail space available about two blocks away for the gun store.” She looked him in the eye as she said, “The old chain restaurant is three blocks away from The Billiard Club.”
Brain shook his head. “Then it isn’t an option.”
Gen nodded, she’d expected as much based on Duke’s instructions. “When Duke camped out at my house and waited for me the other night, it was Abbott Hamilton who brought me home drunk at two thirty in the morning.”
Brain winced but said, “And I’m guessing Duke didn’t give you shit about it.”
Gen shook her head.
They looked at each other a good thirty seconds before Brain said, “I can’t speak for him, but if you were my woman, while I wouldn’t like you with them, I’d know you were safe beyond a shadow of a doubt when you were with Isaac or Abbott, so I’d chill about it. Under normal circumstances, a member of the RTMC would go ballistic about it, but since your brother is in a relationship with Isaac, it makes him family. And if you’re Isaac’s family, you’re under the protection of Abbott.”
Gen held his gaze, considered what he was saying between his sentences, and nodded. “Thank you. How close can I get ya’ll to The Billiard Club?”
“Other side of the interstate at a minimum, but the farther away, the better.”
“Not ideal, but I’ll work with it.” She changed the conversation without a pause, needing to dive in, but not sure she wanted to. “Duke said if I need the services of a hacker… he says if I’m doing something questionably legal, I should keep it in the family. You good with that?”
Brain didn’t hesitate, didn’t think about it. He held her gaze and nodded, like it was a given. Gen blew out a breath and asked, “Is this Duke taking care of me, or his way of tangling me up with ya’ll so if pushed, I’ll have to lie to protect you because you’ll know stuff on me, too?”
“Sounds like something else you need to talk to Duke about.” His voice was casual, but his eyes narrowed. Gen wasn’t sure exactly what it meant — Brain always seemed so laid back, but she had a feeling she didn’t want to tick him off.
“Yes, I do, but I don’t know how to bring it up without pissing him off, and he scares me, sometimes.”
“Duke’s never gonna hurt you, Gen. I mean, sure, he’ll spank you if you get too far out of line or do something dangerous, but it’s just to make sure you hear what he’s saying when he tries to keep you safe. He won’t hurt you. Not really.”
Gen stopped breathing, and her heart stopped beating a few seconds before it went into overdrive. “Spank me? Oh, hell no he won’t.”
Brain’s eyes narrowed even more and he shook his head. “This won’t work between ya’ll if Duke changes too much to fit into your world. I know he said he’s going slow, letting you get used to him a little at a time, but you need to let him go faster. You need to get to know the real Duke, Gen. Start by talking to him about what’s going through y
our head. If he gets pissed, he’ll get over it. You gotta talk, and he needs to be able to let you see who he really is.”
She opened her mouth to argue, but Brain just shook his head and said, “He’s gonna be ticked at me for saying as much as I have, but I don’t care. You needed to know, and he needs to stop hiding the real Duke and be more honest with you. Go talk to your man, Gen. You and I are good, you need me for anything, let me know.”
Gen reached for her phone. “You done with this?”
He nodded and she stood. “Thanks for taking care of it. Anything you need to tell me, any heads up you think I need, I’m only a phone call away.”
“Works both ways, Duchess.”
Chapter Twenty-Three
Gen was prepared to talk to Duke when he arrived. Amy had made lasagna but hadn’t cooked it, and had garlic rolls ready for Gen to put on a tray and stick in the oven as well. She told Duke to be there at seven, and she put the lasagna in the oven at six fifteen.
Duke arrived ten minutes early, and Gen handed him a glass of wine as she invited him to sit in the living room.
He looked at the wine, sat it on a table, and said, “How much time until we eat?”
“About twenty-five minutes. I need to put the rolls in about ten minutes before the lasagna comes out, but that gives us fifteen minutes to talk.”
He shook his head. “We need to talk, and we will, but I need to fuck you now. Pull your skirt up and bend over the back of the sofa, Beautiful.”
Gen shook her head. “No, Duke. We need to talk.” She didn’t tell him not to say the eff word, because she’d taken Brain’s advice to heart, and needed to talk to Duke about what it meant. Until then, she wasn’t going to tell him what to say, but she wasn’t going to bend over the sofa so he could do her, either.
“Here’s the way it works, Gen,” he told her, his voice soft and gentle, in contrast to his words. “I’ve claimed you as my woman, that means your body is mine. When I want it, I get it. Now, pull up your sexy skirt and bend over the back of the sofa.”
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