Treat: Steel Saints MC

by Evelyn Glass

  She studied him a moment more, then moved back in close and placed her head on his shoulder. “For tonight,” she said.

  Jack relaxed slightly as he held her for a moment before he tipped her head up and kissed her gently. She responded in kind and molded herself to him as the kiss began to deepen.

  As they kissed Tina became aware of Jack’s nakedness. He had lost much of his erection but she could feel him firming up as she pressed herself to him. His words of support, forgiveness and… if not love, at least attachment… fueled her desire.

  As she came alive in the kiss Jack realized that Tina was more than just a substitution for Colette. He had downplayed his feelings toward her, but there was no doubt that he was falling for her. She pulled backed from the kiss and pushed hard at him to break his embrace.

  She wanted to believe Jack’s words of support, but she knew she had made an egregious mistake. She didn’t know what to do or how to react. She wanted him desperately. She needed his feel touch, his closeness, but her emotions were in turmoil, a mixture of guilt and lust, of shame and desire.

  “Tina… it’s okay…” he whispered so softly she almost couldn’t hear him as he touched her face gently.

  “I don’t know what to do!” she cried as her eyes filled with tears.

  “Stay with me,” he said quietly as he kissed her with gossamer lightness. “I want you to stay with me… I want to make love to you. I want you, Tina… I want you,” he breathed.

  “I want you too,” she finally murmured in return.

  He began to slowly, gently, undress her. He kissed her skin as it became exposed and her anxiety overwhelmed her. The police… her own actions… her fear of losing him… they all combined to make her want his touch like never before and she began to keen and move. She need him… needed him to make love to her… needed him to demonstrate that he still wanted her and give action to his words. She took two steps back and settled onto the bed, drawing him down with her.

  Jack started out slow and easy as he tried to help Tina over her feelings of guilt, but she was having none of that. As he settled gently on her she kissed him deeply and tried to wrap her legs around him.

  “Feeling better?” he asked as she squirmed beneath him.

  “If the cops bust in here now they are just going to have to wait until we’re done,” she gasped as she kissed him frantically.

  “So you’re ready to resume our fuckus interruptus?” he asked with a teasing grin.

  The lights on the cruisers still strobed around the edges of the curtains and the thought of fucking Jack with the police right outside added a hint of danger to her already volatile feelings.

  “Fuck me hard, Jack,” she hissed as she steered him into her. “I want you to fuck me so hard.”

  Despite her words, he started out slowly as she struggled with his own personal conflict. For reasons he couldn’t explain, having given voice to his feelings had made him feel… strange. As if the act of saying the words out loud had made them more real somehow.

  “Come on, Jack! Give it to me,” she panted as she thrust her hips hard and tried to stoke Jack’s fire. She wanted it hard, fast, and rough. She needed to burn off the anxiety of having the police just outside the door and her feelings of guilt for having betrayed him, and she couldn’t think of a better way than having him fuck the living shit out of her.

  Obeying his woman’s command, he began to pick up the pace of his thrusts, slamming his hips into her harder and faster. He tried to rise up onto his hands for increased power, but Tina had other ideas. She pulled him down tightly to her just as he began to rise.

  “Fuck, fuck… fuck… fuck…” she squeaked as her face twisted in erotic anguish and she spiraled out of control. The police, their brief fight, and Jack’s words of forgiveness primed her for an explosive release and it was bearing down on her. With a loud, animalistic, groaning growl Tina tumbled into a soul-rending orgasm as she hauled on Jack as hard as she could.

  Jack sensed her impending release as she began to tighten up around him but the power of her orgasm surprised him. He gasped in pleasure and pain as her fingers and nails bit deep into his back as she pulled on him with near super-human strength. Giving her such a titanic orgasm caused his own impending climax to swell in power and rush down upon him as he drove into her hard and fast. She was just relaxing her grip when the orgasm hit with the violence of a hurricane and he shuddered and groaned in exquisite agony.

  She was just surfacing from the maelstrom of her orgasm when Jack grunted hard and drove into her with a final vicious thrust. She held him as he shuddered through his orgasm before he relaxed with a long exhalation. As he settled lightly into her, she glanced at the windows. They still flickered with red and blue strobes. Not that surprising considering that she and Jack had gone off like fireworks.

  “They’re still out there,” she whispered.

  “Who?” he asked as he began to kiss her neck.

  “The cops.”

  “So?”

  “So… you have to keep fucking me until they leave to keep my mind off of them.”

  He chuckled as he rose up to look into her face. “Is that all I am? A distraction?”

  She smiled at him. He was a distraction… but in all the right ways. “Yes… but so much more,” she said as she tipped her head up to take his lips.

  They kissed for several long minutes until Jack was ready. He began to push into her again, slowly as before, but this time the pace remained slow and gentle. They made love for a long time as their lips touched or hovered only millimeters apart. They moved as one, never breaking eye contact as they smiled at each other and touched gently. Later, after their love making was finished and they began to drift into sleep, they realized the windows were dark… and neither could say exactly when the police had finally left.

  CHAPTER TWENTY THREE

  Tina woke before Jack the next morning. She snuggled in a little tighter and smiled as Jack adjusted his embrace and wiggled in tighter as well. But then she remembered what she had done the previous night and her smile disappeared.

  She lay still, not moving as she played last night’s events over and over in her mind. There was no positive way to spin it. Yes, she had panicked, but that didn’t excuse her actions. She had attempted to steal from him—something she had promised she would never do again—and the only reason she hadn’t done so was he had overpowered her until she came to her senses. She burned with shame and tears began to fall.

  A noise dragged Jack up from sleep and he smiled as he felt her back tucked in comfortably against his chest as they spooned. Then he heard her gasp softly. It took a moment before he realized she was crying.

  “Tina? What’s wrong?”

  “Nothing,” she replied shakilyas she tried to stop her tears.

  He was quiet and still for a moment. “It doesn’t sound like nothing.”

  “It’s okay, Jack,” she said, then sniffed and wiped her eyes.

  “Are you still worried about last night?” he asked, even though he already knew the answer.

  She didn’t respond for a moment. “I’m so sorry, Jack. I promised you that you could trust me. But once a thief, always a thief, I guess.” She whimpered quietly once before she could continue. “Will you make love to me one more time before I go?”

  “Go? Go where?”

  “Away. I can’t be trusted and I… I don’t want to hurt you.”

  “Tina… I don’t want you to go away. I told you that last night. I want you to stay with me.”

  “But you can’t trust me, Jack! I can’t be trusted!”

  “Tina! You were just scared last night. I understand that. People make mistakes when they are scared. I still trust you. And where would you go?”

  “I don’t know. I can hitchhike to somewhere.”

  Jack didn’t know what to say. She was beating herself up for no reason. When the cops had shown up last night he had panicked at first too, so he could understand her actions. The only
difference was he had recovered his wits more quickly.

  “Tina…” he began, then floundered, unsure of how to continue. “Just wait a minute, okay? Let me get the Knucklehead fixed then we can try to work something out, okay? We’ll talk about it and get a plan together.”

  “You don’t need a plan, Jack. You need someone you can trust.”

  “I do trust you, Tina!”

  “You shouldn’t.”

  “Stop it!” he snapped. “Stop feeling sorry for yourself! You made a mistake last night. You were scared and you made a bad decision. Well, welcome to the human population!”

  She started to get up from the bed, hurt and angry that he was mocking her, but rather than turn her loose he pulled her over onto her back and stared intently into her eyes before he kissed her. His kiss started out gentle but it rapidly grew more passionate as he forced his tongue into her mouth, and her desire for him soared.

  He kissed her with everything he had as he tried to break through the wall she was putting up, tried to say through touch all the things he couldn’t put into words. She was stiff and uninvolved at first but she began to thaw as he refused to back off from the kiss. He was laying lightly on her and he moved to cover her with his body. She opened her legs and wrapped them around him and pulled him hard into her. He wasn’t fully erect, but he was hard enough as he sought, then found, her opening.

  She cried out in passion and in pain. She wasn’t wet enough to receive him yet, but she didn’t care. She needed to feel him inside of her, needed to feel his touch and renew that bond that last night was threatening to tear apart. He ground hard into her as her wetness came. It flooded around him as he pulled back and rammed himself home again. She cried out again, not in pain this time, but in need and pleasure.

  “I’m sorry, Jack! I’m so sorry,” she said as he began to thrust into her savagely hard, a brutality she welcomed as she cried out in pleasure yet again.

  “You can’t leave! You have to stay,” he snarled quietly, lost in the passion of the moment as he drove himself into her furiously.

  “I want to! I want to stay!” she cried before she pulled him to her for a brutally hard kiss. She welcomed the violence and the pain as Jack leaned into the kiss and began to fuck her harder still. And she wanted it… the hard fucking seemed to cauterize the pain and close the wound.

  Tina’s kiss was painfully hard as she sucked Jack’s lips into her mouth and he accepted it as he met her head on, sensing that she needed the roughness to atone for her imagined transgression.

  “Then fucking stay!” he bellowed as he pounded into her with as much force as he could.

  Before she could answer her back arched as her orgasm formed almost instantly and surged down upon her, battering her like a leaf in a storm. Eyes closed, she wailed out her climax, unable to withhold her cry of pleasure. She first slapped at him as he continued to pound into her, then gripped his arms and held tight as her orgasm shredded her.

  Having Tina cry out her release as he pounded the shit out of her brought his orgasm to him from seemingly nowhere. He didn’t even have time to push back against it before he blew right past the point of no return and grunted as he spilled his essence into her.

  She opened her eyes to see Jack’s grim visage staring back at her as he panted from his efforts and passion. She could feel her face soften as she realized what he meant to her. Every time she fucked up he was there to put her back on her feet and kiss away her hurt. And… she loved him for it. She had never been in love before, and she didn’t know how she was supposed to feel, but she had never felt closer to anyone than she did to Jack at this very moment.

  “I’m sorry, Jack. I’m sorry for disappointing you. I’m sorry I…” Jack kissed her instantly, silencing her litany of imagined sins as they kissed gently but deeply.

  “Am I going to have to fuck you again before we get past this?” he asked quietly with a smile and a twinkle in his eyes. “I hope not… because after last night and this morning, I’m spent.”

  She smiled softly back at him. “I don’t know why you put up with me.”

  “Because you’re worth it.”

  Never have four little words meant so much to her and she could feel her eyes overflow with tears. She fought them off, then pulled him to her and held him tightly for many long moments.

  ***

  “This is Tom Harris,” Jack said into his phone as they waited on their breakfast order. “I’m checking to see if my parts for the ‘39 arrived.”

  “Not yet Mr. Harris,” the voice on the phone said. “How are the parts being delivered?”

  “UPS.”

  “UPS normally delivers about ten o’clock. I’ll call you after they deliver and let you know if your parts were included in the delivery.”

  “You can reach me at this number.”

  “Yes sir, Mr. Harris. I will call as soon as UPS arrives.”

  “Thank you,” Jack said before he thumbed his phone off. “We have at least another hour to kill.”

  “Sound like a leisurely breakfast then. Maybe they will call and I can just drop you at the dealership?”

  “That would make it simple.”

  Tina was, mostly, past her feelings of guilt about the previous night. After their hard and fast love making that morning, they had talked over her actions. It was hard for her to conceive that Jack wouldn’t be, at the very least, disappointed in her. But his gentle and steadfast understanding finally convinced her. As she showered she resolved to never make that mistake again and to become the woman Jack seemed to think she was.

  They were walking out of the Cowboy Cafe when Jack’s phone trilled out its happy ringtone.

  “Jack— Tom Harris,” he said as he corrected his mistake and grinned at Tina while she snickered.

  “Mr. Harris? This is Alex at Champion Motorsports. I am calling to let you know your parts arrived about ten minutes ago. We just checked them in and Brad already has them.”

  “Excellent news. I’ll be by in a few minutes in case he needs some help.”

  “I will let him know.”

  “We’re on!” he said rubbing his hands together excitedly. “If they got the seals pulled yesterday we should have this thing back together in just a few hours.”

  “Let’s hope,” she said as she climbed on the bike behind him.

  ***

  While Jack was at the dealership working on his hog, Tina sat in the room. Without his reassuring presence doubts begin to creep in. Not so much that she might get caught, but doubts about herself and Jack.

  He has been so good to me… but why? she mused as she watched some woman on a cooking show prep chicken for a meal. Though the television was on, she saw only her own thoughts.

  He may be better off without me, she continued to fret. I just cause problems. It’s costing him to feed me, and to buy gas for two bikes instead of one. And even though I promised not to make the same mistake again, I made that promise once before, then broke it.

  She hopped off the bed and paced around the room. On impulse she started shoving her clothes into bags. I should leave them, since he paid for them… but what would he do with them? she asked herself before she decided to take them. As she went to get her toothbrush, she paused, then returned to the bed and dumped her clothes out.

  She flopped on the bed and tried to watch television, but after a time rose again and headed for the door to make a clean break and leave everything that he bought her behind. As she reached the door she paused and considered the idea. Walking in the desert was never a good idea. Though it was fall, it was still damn hot. She circled in the small space between the bed and the door before she sat in a chair.

  The routine continued for the next five hours. She at first decided it would be best for Jack if she were to leave. He might be disappointed to find her gone when he returned, but he would soon forget about her in the arms of another—what was her name—Ms. Jeep. At least if she were gone, she couldn’t break her word about not stealing fro
m him again.

  But then she changed her mind. She didn’t want to leave… and Jack said he wanted her to stay. And that was the part that bothered her. She still couldn’t get her mind around why he wanted her to stay. He said he loved her—sort of—but why? It made no sense!

  She ran furiously in place for a moment, her feet a blur of motion as she snarled in frustration and pulled at her hair. Life was so much simpler when she didn’t give a shit about anyone or anything!

  She was still panting from her frustrated tantrum when she heard a Harley rumble out outside their door and shut off. She stood on tip-toes and peeked through the door peephole. It was Jack! She flung the door open and leapt into his arms and held him tight.

  He had just sat the helmet on the seat when a whirlwind of motion bounded out of their room and into his arms. He didn’t fall, but he took two stumbling steps backwards before he regained his balance.