“Oh God, I want you,” I said so softly I wasn’t sure he had heard me. But when I felt his hardness pulse against me, I knew that he had.
He smirked at me and looked at me with his bright blue eyes. The intensity in them was intimidating, but they lured me in. I was practically hypnotized.
“Do you?” he said sliding his hand down my hip and between my legs. “Oh yeah. Darlin’ I’m not sure anyone has ever wanted me that bad.”
“Oh, I highly doubt that,” I said in a strange high-pitched voice I barely recognized. I didn’t know if I should feel embarrassed about my hot, wet desire for him, but I didn’t. It seemed to fuel him which only made me want him more.
He pulled my mouth towards his and I could tell by his movements during the kiss that he was working to get his boxers down. Here I was fully clothes kissing this incredibly sexy and extremely naked man. I felt overdressed.
Instead of taking my clothes of I dropped to my knees and looked up at him. I grabbed his cock and licked him. When I reached the tip, I swirled my tongue and sucked him in.
He moaned and ever so gently pushed his hips forward. I took in as much of him as I could. Licking and tasting as he moved his hips.
“Aw fuck, baby,” he said lightly placing his hand on top of my head. He gently moved me back and pulled me to my feet.
Stone guided me over to the bed. He sat down and looked up at me. A small breath escaped between my lips.
He grabbed my hips hard, and I gasped. It had startled me but I loved the roughness, and how it felt like he was going to take what he wanted. Yes, I was offering it to him, but he wasn’t delicate about it and that drove me wild.
He pressed his hands up my stomach grabbing the fabric of my shirt between his fingers. It wrinkled as he dragged his palms upwards. He stopped and winced dropping his arm down.
“Fuck,” he said rubbing his arm. He clenched his teeth for a second and then he leaned back a bit, “Take it off.”
I was worried he had injured his arm again but when I glanced at the bandaged, there wasn’t any blood oozing out and he didn’t seem bothered by it so I had to assume he was OK. It probably just hurt when he moved it upwards.
“Off,” he repeated as if I didn’t have a choice. If I wanted to be with him, and I did, I’d have to undress myself as he watched.
I obeyed his order and pulled my shirt over my head. He looked at my sheer, lace bra and tilted his head to the side. My breath caught in my throat. It felt so different to be told what to do, but it was, well, extremely hot.
He reached up his good arm and ran his fingers over the lace at the top of the bra. I moaned when he got to the end and cupped my breast. He ran his thumb over my nipple and then lightly rolled it between his fingers. I instantly responded to his touch and could feel my nipple pressing so hard against the fabric it ached.
“Take it all off,” he instructed, and I reached behind my back to unhook my bra. His eyes locked with mine and even though his gaze was incredibly intense I held it as if it was a staring contest.
I let my bra fall to the floor. His hands were instantly on me flicking and pinching me until my knees were so weak I wasn’t sure if I’d be able to hold myself up.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said as he leaned forward and licked my nipple with his warm, wet tongue. “Mmm, darlin’ you’re so delicious too.”
I twisted my fingers into his hair as he worked my body. If he kept doing everything he was doing I didn’t think I could hold on.
His fingers found the button on my jeans and popped it open. He pulled them down until he couldn’t reach any lower without causing himself pain. I kicked them off without waiting for his command.
He grabbed my hips and held me tight as he leaned forward. I closed my eyes when I felt his tongue gliding between my folds.
He grabbed my ass and held me tight as his warm tongue licked and flicked at me. I moaned as he rolled his tongue around, moving slowly… then quickly… teasing me. I slid my hands into his hair and abruptly moved him back.
“Not yet,” I said smiling down at him. I wasn’t sure he even realized how close to the edge I had been.
“You didn’t like it?” he said smiling. He knew that I had, but he wanted to hear me say it.
“I fucking loved it… that was the problem.”
He practically growled as he pulled me down on top of his lap. His mouth was on mine delving his tongue between my slightly parted lips. The kiss was far from gentle and I kissed him back with the same devouring need.
I grabbed on to him as if my life depended on it. With his good arm he raised my body and twisted so I was laying on the bed looking up at him.
He pressed his body down against mine. Our desire for one another was so animalistic. It was insane that I ever thought I could deny it.
I couldn’t stand waiting for him a second longer. It felt as though I had already waited far too long. I wanted this fucking hot, tattooed, muscular man to take me.
Right now, I was his. I would do whatever he asked.
Stone slipped his finger down between my legs and glided them deep inside my wetness. I wanted to cry out in absolute bliss, but I moaned and bit my lip. Every time he touched me it was in the exact spot I needed to be touched. It seemed as though he knew where I needed to be touched even before I did.
“Oh Stone!” I cried out as he dripped his fingers inside of me again. He watched me as I arched and writhed under him. “Stone… please!”
I reached down and grabbed his hard cock. It was as if I needed to stroke him as he thrust his fingers unrelentingly inside me.
His cock was silky and unbelievably hard. Just feeling how badly he wanted this was almost enough to send a bolt of electricity through my body.
I could feel my orgasm building each time he pressed his finger inside of me. I shook my head not know if I could wait any longer.
“Oh darlin’” he said as I stroked his cock. “Slow down baby, I want to come inside you. I want to feel you.”
“Then fuck me!” I cried out. I didn’t even recognize my own voice. It was as if something else was controlling me, but whatever it was couldn’t have been more right. He had to take me now if he wanted me because my body wasn’t going to wait much longer before it released and I wanted to come with him inside of me too.
And as if he knew it he smirked and slowly dipped his fingers inside of me as if he was daring me to come. My muscles tightened around his fingers and I practically vibrated underneath him as I tried to hold in my orgasm.
“You like that?” he said slowly removed his fingers and licked my nipple. When I shivered he sucked my nipped into his mouth.
“Aw fuck… please, God, oh please fuck me now,” I begged.
He grinned and kneeled on the bed. Stone hoisted my hips up with his good arm and thrust himself inside me. I arched my back as he glided in and out going deeper with each movement. My hand gripped onto the bedsheets so tightly I thought I had ripped them.
We moved together perfectly. I felt like I was floating on a cloud. He softly grunted with each thrust and I rolled my hips against him as I moaned.
“Mmm, sweetheart… I’ve never felt anything like this before,” he said locking eyes with me. “I don’t know what you’ve done to me.”
He rocked into me harder, determined. Stone wanted to make me come, and he was going to watch me as I dove into my bliss.
He grabbed my breast and thumbed my nipple as he hammered into me again and again. I cried out in pure ecstasy, “Oh, oh, oh God, OH GOD!”
He held my leg up, keeping me open while he crashed into me with the perfect amount of force. My eyes were closed, but I knew he was still watching me. I was coming harder than I ever had in my whole life. It felt as though I had been injected with the most heavenly, life altering bliss a person could imagine. I was levitating. I was floating above the bed.
And then he released himself with an animalistic grunt. Knowing his was coming only lengthened my own pleasure.
“Oh Stone!” I cried out as my body curled towards his. He grunted and collapsed down on top of me. My voice became a whisper as came down from my cloud, “Oh God… oh God… oh god.”
It had everything I thought it would be and more. I didn’t regret it, not a second, but as my breathing returned to normal everything started flooding back. Every single reason why I shouldn’t have let this happen. My dad was going to lock me in my room. And he was probably going to kill Stone. Or maybe he’d just have us both killed.
“Aw fuck, baby,” Stone said rolling over carefully onto his back. I could tell his thoughts hadn’t gone to the same anxiety ridden place mine had. He grabbed his arm as if he’d forgotten about the pain. He laughed, “Oh shit that hurt.”
I smiled back, but it was a tight-lipped smile. He could tell something was bothering me. I didn’t want him to think it was him, it wasn’t, but I couldn’t ever let this happen again.
We’d gotten it out of our systems. That was it. Now as long as my dad never found out, my mom wouldn’t have to worry about picking out caskets and headstones.
“Ahh shit. What is it?” he asked his bright blue eyes turned gray. He could tell something was on my mind.
“It’s nothing… it’s just…. This can’t ever happen again.”
Chapter 10
I left Stone’s house that day in record time. He barely tried to stop me. But why should he? He knew it couldn’t ever be anything more. Stone was in the MC… my dad’s MC.
Now that it was out of our systems… my system I’d be OK. The sexual tension had been severed. He’d go on with his normal MC stuff. He’d get well and go out with the club to find Stretch and I’d go back to hiding in the house.
I’d start going out. I could make new friends or try new things like water skiing or archery. But I had no interest in water skiing or archery. I just knew I had to find a way to get away from this world. Away from the MC. And away from Stone.
Maybe I could start applying for jobs in another state. I could probably convince my parents to borrow me some money. Once I got a job and started getting paychecks, I could pay them back. I knew my dad had some money in the safe that he could probably lend me temporarily.
When I got home, I’d shower. I was covered in his scent and a part of me wanted to be able to smell it forever. But another part of me worried that my parents would smell the masculine soaps and deodorants and instantly know where I had been.
I pulled into the driveway and looked around to make sure Troy wasn’t hiding in the shrubs or parked down the street. A few members of the MC were standing outside of their clubhouse so I felt comfortable walking instead of running to the house.
I went inside and closed the door behind me. I closed my eyes and leaned back against the door. The instant my eyes closed all the images and feelings of being with Stone flooded my entire body.
“Jesus Christ, Josie! Where have you been? I was just about to send your father out to find you!” my mom shouted and my thoughts shattered into a million pieces.
“You’re over reacting. I’m home. I’m fine,” I said and quickly started to walk to the bathroom.
“You can’t blame me for worrying when your dick-faced ex is out there. He broke into our house, Jose. Think about that. He broke into the house of the president of the MC. He’s either determined or really stupid,” my mom said crossing her arms in front of her chest.
I shook my head and kept walking away, “He’s just really stupid mom.”
It had been a week since Stone and I had been together and I still couldn’t stop thinking about him. I could vividly remember every inch of him in clear detail. If I tried hard enough I could remember exactly how it felt when he touched me.
I thought all I needed to forget about him would be more time. But the more time that went by the more I thought about him. I wondered where he was and what he was doing. Was he safe or was my dad putting him in danger? I didn’t even know if he was healed from his gunshot wound.
Wherever I looked there seemed to be some kind of reminder of him. It definitely didn’t help that when I looked out the window, I’d see his bike parked at the clubhouse. Just knowing he was so close was enough to cause my heart to speed up. While I lived here in Greenwood Pass, I wouldn’t ever be able to avoid him completely.
“Are you OK?” my mom asked me as she stopped in the open doorway.
“I’m fine. Why do you ask?” I said, sounding far snippier than I had intended.
“Oh, gee, I don’t know,” she said putting her hand on her hip and looking at me with wide eyes. I guess she had picked up on my tone.
I shook my head, “Really it’s nothing. Promise.”
She clicked her tongue at me knowing I wasn’t going to talk about it. There wasn’t really anything to talk about anyway. She waved her hand at me and walked away. And just as if I were still a teenager, I rolled my eyes at her.
What I needed, was to get out of the cramped office. Being inside all day and looking out at that stupid clubhouse just made me think of him. Which was stupid. It wasn’t like he had even bothered to make any effort to see me or talk to me. I was just another notch in his belt. And I was a notch he didn’t want the president of the Brother’s Rebellion to find out about.
With a big sigh I rolled the chair back and stomped out of the claustrophobic room. I stormed out of the back door and out around the side of the house.
I didn’t stop walking when I saw him standing there with Pike and Dust. In fact, I pretended I didn’t even seem them even though they were loudly shooting the shit and impossible not to hear.
“Hey, what’s up?” Dust said in a friendly, but shaky voice. It almost seemed as though he felt like he should be polite just because of who I was. But I didn’t want any special treatment just because I was the daughter of the club’s president.
I nodded but walked faster to get away. Stone hadn’t even looked up at me as I past. He hadn’t said hello, or even a small secret nod in my direction. He must have regretted what we’d done. Even though I had been the one to leave and call it off, him not acknowledging me at all, made me feel worse. How could I have been so stupid? At least I had done the right thing by putting it all to an end.
If it wouldn’t have been totally embarrassing, I think I would have started running just to get away from them. I sucked in air and forced myself to keep my head held high as I walked down the driveway and turned down the sidewalk away from my house.
The second I was three houses away, I heard that familiar noise. The revving of Troy’s engine. Had he just been sitting down the road waiting?
He sped towards me, driving wildly, until he stopped his truck on the curb several feet away. Troy jumped out of the truck before I could run away.
I felt cornered. It was almost as if he had blocked me in with his truck.
“Go away, Troy!” I shouted and put my hands up as if I was ready to block either his hands or his words.
“I just want to talk,” he said as he stomped towards me. I could tell he had been drinking again. “Come with me. I want you back.”
“No! I won’t talk to you and I sure as hell won’t go with you!” I turned up my nose at him, “Drunk again?”
He smiled and leaned towards the truck but misjudged where he was and stumbled. “See you still worry about me. Come on let’s just talk.”
Troy reached out towards me and I backed away. I kept moving backwards until I hit something. It felt like a wall, but there shouldn’t have been a wall. I knew this neighborhood like the back of my hand. Whatever was behind me was grabbing my arms and pushing me towards the truck.
“Stop! No!” I said realizing someone had me. Troy was smiling. I screamed, hoping someone would hear me, “No, oh God! Help!”
Before I knew I was inside the truck, sitting between Troy and Troy’s gross friend Wade. Troy shifted the truck into drive and drove down the road while Wade held on to me.
“Let go of me!” I said wiggling to get away.
“She’s feisty,” Wade said with a quick laugh.
Troy almost hit a car when he turned to look at me, “You can say that again.”
“Where are you guys taking me?” I said trying to turn around to see if my dad was coming after me, and when he wasn’t there, I almost lost it.
“Home,” Troy said with a hard nod.
I almost felt relieved. My parents knew where Troy lived. When I didn’t come back that would be the first place they’d look. As long as nothing bad happened until then, I’d probably be OK. But Troy was drunk. I just had to make sure I didn’t piss him off although that could happen even if I didn’t say anything at all.
“Our new home that is,” he said with a weird high-pitched laugh.
“What the fuck are you talking about?”
“I moved out of the old place… got an apartment. Affordable,” Troy said swerving to avoid another parked car.
My dad would have no idea where I was. Maybe after some detective work or asking around, he’d be able to track Troy down but that could take hours maybe even days if people wouldn’t cooperate.
I wanted to scream. I wanted to cry. But then I heard them. I heard the motorcycles.
“Shit,” Troy shouted and hit the steering wheel.
“Gun it, man,” Wade said looking in the side mirror. And Troy floored the pickup truck.
The truck was going so fast and weaving around the road I thought for sure he’d hit something, or eventually roll the truck killing us all. As long as I could hear the MC on their bikes behind me I had hope.
The rumble of one of the bikes increased, and I looked out the driver’s side window. Pike was indicating that Troy should pull over, but Troy just shook his head and sped up.
Pike matched his speed and this time when he motioned for Troy to pull over he used a pistol to point. Troy growled, “They won’t shoot with her in the car.”
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