by Sam Crescent
“I wish we weren’t about to meet your parents.”
“They’re not exactly excited about meeting you,” she said. “I spoke to them a couple of hours ago.”
“You’ve not told me their names.”
She pointed ahead, and he followed the directions she gave him.
“My dad’s William Stickler, my mom’s Bethany, and my brother is Sean.”
“William. Bethany. Sean. Got it. I’ll remember the names.”
“Don’t be worried about this, Snake. It’s nothing to worry about. They, erm, they already know who you are.”
He didn’t like the sound of that but wasn’t about to worry over something he had no control over.
The hotel was fancy all right, and the valet stood waiting to take his car. Climbing out, he watched as Jessica ran around the car. She slipped her arm through his. “I want you to remember that it doesn’t matter what happens here, I love you.”
“I’m not going to take too much shit off them, Jess. I love you, and you’re my woman. I’m not going to jump through any hoops.”
“Just a warning, they’re going to act all tough and make it hard for you. Please, try to keep your cool. They just want to unsettle you.” She tightened her hand on his arm.
“Have a little faith.” He cupped her cheek, kissing her lips.
They walked toward the restaurant.
“Hello, I’m under the reservation ‘Stickler’,” Jessica said.
The maître d’ looked him over.
“He’s with me.”
Glancing around the room he saw he was the only one wearing jeans. He wasn’t going to be dressed in a suit, not now, not ever.
“They’re waiting for you, miss.”
The man led the way through the restaurant. “Do you have a problem with my jeans?”
“No, your jeans are hot,” she said, whispering the words back.
He spotted the table. Three people, two men and a woman sat together looking over the menu. There were two seats left.
They looked up the moment they approached the table.
“Hey, Mom and Dad,” Jessica said. Snake waited while she gave each of her parents a kiss on the cheek.
“Not one for me?” her brother asked.
“I don’t know where your cheek has been,” she said, kissing his cheek anyway. “I want you all to meet Snake.”
“We know him, Jessica,” William said.
“It’s nice to meet you all.” He helped Jessica into her chair, glaring at the maître d’ to back the fuck off. No one was going to touch his woman while he was present in the room. Once she was seated, he took a seat himself, staring at all three. William and Sean were glaring at him while Bethany smiled.
“I have to say I was shocked that Jessica was dating.”
“He’s a biker, Mom.”
“Sean, shut it.”
“He’s not exactly the kind of man for you.”
“This coming from the guy who dates supermodels with no brain cells. You’re a doctor.”
“So, I don’t need a great conversation when I’m—”
He stopped, and Snake reached out to take Jessica’s hand. He tried to offer her support as she faced her family.
“Be careful, Sean,” William said.
“Please, William, don’t start arguing. I know what you’re all talking about. I’m not so delicate that I don’t know what’s going on. Our children are growing up.”
“It still doesn’t need to be a topic of conversation at the dinner table,” William said, reaching for a napkin.
“You both are bringing it up.” She turned back to him. “You’re the first man Jessica has brought home in a long time.”
“Mom, I’m twenty-nine, not twelve.”
“You’re my daughter, and you’ll always be a little young to me.” Bethany smiled at her. “You’re a biker.”
“Yes.”
“What kind of club?” she asked.
He glanced at Jessica. “The MC kind.”
“I have no idea what that means.”
“It means they’re bad men, Mom. They probably kill people and shit.”
“Sean, stop it,” Jessica said.
“What it means is that your sister, your daughter is protected. She will not go anywhere without me, and I’ll make sure she’s safe.” He lifted Jessica’s hand for them to see. “I love your daughter, and I intend to make sure she is well loved.”
Bethany folded first. “Well, I can see you care about my daughter very much.”
“I do.”
“Dad, please, accept this.”
“Do you love him?” William asked.
“Dad—”
“Sean, I’m talking to your sister. I don’t need you to interfere and tell me how to speak to my daughter.”
Snake liked William, but he wasn’t too sure about the brother.
“Yes, I love him and I’m happy.” She looked at the whole table. “I’m in love, and I’m happy. Can’t you all accept that?”
William took a sip of his drink, taking his time before responding. “I’m not going to lie. It’s hard to let you go, honey. You living in this town, working as a nurse, it’s hard, but I will stop annoying you. If anything your club does puts my daughter in danger, I will find some way to end you.”
“Dad!”
“It’s fair, Jessica. I promise you, Jessica will never be harmed because of me.” He smiled at his woman, his old lady. “I’ll do whatever it takes to keep her safe.”
He squeezed her hand to show his support.
“Right, that awful business is out of the way,” Bethany said. “Let’s eat.”
“I’m not finished. I don’t like him being near my sister.”
“Sean, it’s not your place, so back off,” Jessica said.
“We can take this outside,” Snake said. “I’m used to hitting with my fists. What about you? Do you need your hands? I can break them for you.”
Jessica pressed her face into her hands. “Why couldn’t I have a normal family?”
Silence fell around the table. “I’ll leave it for now. I care about my sister. She’s the youngest one, and we all care about her.”
“I get that. You’ve got to realize there are other people who are caring about her now. I care about and love her. You’re not going to change that.”
“Fine.”
They all nodded, accepting their places. Snake lifted his glass of water, toasting the Jessica’s family. Reunions and dinners were going to be a blast. He would just bet the family had a lot of high flying members to entertain.
Taking a sip, he gave himself a pat on the back. He was going to make it through dinner.
****
“I can’t believe you managed to get through dinner without killing any of my family,” Jessica said. She closed the door behind Snake, smiling at him.
“I have to say your brother came close.”
“He has always been like that. He’s over protective and doesn’t know when to stop being so.” She hung her keys up by the door. Stepping close to him, she ran her hands up his chest.
“You’re never trying to change me.”
“What do you mean?” She frowned at him but didn’t stop circling her arms around his neck.
“Some women would have made me wear a suit to meet the folks, but you didn’t.”
“So?”
“So, why not? Why aren’t you trying to change me?”
She sighed. “If I got you to wear a suit now then you’d have to make up some story about who you are. When we saw my parents again, another story, and so on. I don’t want to change you. I’m not with you to try to change you, Snake. I actually like you for you. I like you in jeans, and I like you out of them.” She smiled, playing with the hair at the back of his neck. “I’m not one of those women who needs to be impressed or to impress their parents.”
“You’re changing my world.”
“So are you.” She went on her toes to press against his lips. It d
idn’t take long for Snake to take over. He wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close. The hard length of his cock pressed against her stomach. She moaned as heat spilled from the lips of her sex. “I believe I owe you a little something.” Pulling away from him, she took his hand and led the way up the stairs.
“I wish I’d taken the whole sex slave deal instead.”
“Maybe you’ll know for next time.” She smiled at him but didn’t stop her advance upstairs. Her heart was pounding as she walked into her bedroom. She’d found a sex shop at the mall in the city where she’d purchased the anal plug. It was enough to stretch her ready to take his cock tonight. She’d gone on her lunch break when he was busy.
“Before we do this there’s something I’ve got to tell you,” he said, halting her progress into the bedroom.
“What is it?”
“I’m helping the strip club reopen.”
“Helping?”
“Employing women to strip on stage.” Jessica paused not knowing what to do. “Before you throw everything out of proportion I want to tell you nothing has happened, and nothing is going to happen. I don’t get hard for anyone but you. Will you trust me? I’ve got to do it for the club.”
Staring up, Jessica frowned. She wanted to curse at him. “How long has this been going on?”
“A couple of days. I didn’t want you to worry. We’ve not seen any girls yet, but that will change soon.”
She didn’t look away, and neither did he. “I trust you, Snake.”
He cupped her face, drawing her close to him. His lips were on hers in the next second, and she gasped at the pleasure his lips gave her. Pulling away, she backed into her room. “I bought something for you.”
“You’re the answer to all my fucking dreams.”
“Unzip me,” she said, turning her back to him. He moved the zipper down, exposing her back. He unsnapped the bra she wore. She licked her lips as his touch ignited the passion inside her. “Get naked.”
She left him to enter her small closet. There was a small mirror, and she took a small second to look at herself.
“You can do this.” She whispered the words so that Snake couldn’t hear her.
Removing her clothes, she bent down to the drawer at the bottom. Pulling out the anal kit, she looked around the door. Snake was naked on her bed.
“I’m ready for you, baby.”
“I bought you a gift,” she said, stepping around the door. Holding the bag on her finger, she climbed on the bed, handing it to him. “I think you’ll like it.”
He took the bag opening it.
“Are you sure about this?” he asked, seconds later.
“I’m more than sure. I’m ready. Aren’t you?” She tilted her head to the side to look at him.
“I’m ready.”
Snake reached out, sinking his hand into her hair. He pulled her close, pressing his lips against hers. She gasped, closing her eyes, and loving the feel of his mouth on hers. “You’re my dream girl.”
“I’d be careful. You’ve not gotten there yet.” She laughed as he pressed her to the bed. His lips went from her lips down to her neck. Snake sucked on her pulse before going to her nipples. He kissed down her stomach ending at her pussy. Opening her thighs, she watched as he opened her pussy, licking and sucking her clit. Closing her eyes, she was so close to orgasm when he stopped, turning her over so that her ass rested on the bed.
“I’m going to play before I take this ass.”
She heard the bag rustling as he looked through it. Glancing over her shoulder she didn’t see what he was doing.
“I can’t wait to fuck that sweet little ass of yours.”
“I want you, Snake. I want to give you everything.”
The rustling of the bag stopped. She couldn’t make out any other sounds. “Press you butt up.”
She did as he asked and cried out as his cool fingers smeared lubricant over the puckered hole of her anus. He didn’t stick around to play.
“I’m just covering this plug. I’m going to fuck you with it, stretching you open, and then I’m going to fuck you.”
Goosebumps erupted all over her flesh. Closing her eyes, she tried not to tense up as he pressed the slick tip of the plug against her ass. He worked it in slowly, taking his time as he pushed the tip passed her tight ring of muscles. Biting her lip, she dropped her head down to the pillow to contain her screams.
His free hand moved underneath her, stroking through her slit. Snake teased her clit, stroking over the nub, sliding his fingers up and down, and around.
She relaxed, taking more of the stiff plug. He kept up stroking her, feeding more of the plug into her ass. She cried out as he pressed the last inch inside her.
“You’ve taken it all, baby. You look so beautiful.”
He stroked her clit as he started to fuck her with the plug. It didn’t take long for her to start fucking back against him, taking as much of the plug as possible.
“I think that’s enough. I want to be in this hot ass before you come.”
She heard the tearing of a condom then some silence. There were no distinctive sounds to make out. Licking her lips, she panted for breath, waiting. She didn’t have to wait long as the tip of him started to push past her muscles. The anal plug had opened her up enough that it didn’t hurt for him to work his cock inside her. He was bigger and longer than the plug. He continued to stroke her clit, and it wasn’t long before she was pressing her ass back against him, crying out.
“That’s it, baby, fuck back to me, ride my dick.”
Jessica was full. Her ass was on fire, and yet that fire only drove her crazy. She didn’t want the fire or the burn to end. It was magical, electrical, and completely forbidden.
“My woman, my cunt, my ass, and my mouth. I own you all now, baby. No other man will know what you feel like.”
“And I own that dick,” she said, screaming as he plunged into her ass.
“Come, Jess. Let me hear those sweet screams.”
He thrust into her ass, caressing her clit at the same time. The sensation was too much. She pushed back, moving herself onto his cock and fingers.
Fisting her hands into the blanket, she panted as the pleasure built to a fever pitch. She screamed his name as her release crashed over her. Snake picked up the pace, fucking her ass until finally he came, filling the condom he wore.
He collapsed over her, giving her all of his weight. She didn’t mind. It was nice to be surrounded by him.
“Fuck, baby, you’re the dream, the complete fucking dream.” He kissed her shoulder, her neck, wrapping his arms around her before turning them to the side.
“Complete dream?”
“Yeah, you’re my dream. My raven haired dream woman.”
He tilted her head back, claiming her lips. His cock was still deep inside her ass.
There were times she couldn’t believe she was in bed with Snake, the man she promised herself she’d never fall for.
“Marry me, Jessica.”
Staring into his eyes, the scent of raunchy sex in the air, everything just felt right to her.
“Yes, I’ll marry you.”
Chapter Eleven
“You’re getting married then,” Dime asked.
It had been a week since Snake had proposed to Jessica. He’d bought her a ring and presented it to her at the club last Friday. It was now Monday, and he was sitting in the strip club waiting for the first women to come onto the stage.
“I’m getting married.”
“There’s no way I’m going to let any woman catch me.”
“I thought that, and look at me. I’m going to be married. You have to admit that every brother who’s married, is happy.”
“I’m not going to be controlled by one pussy. I like the variety at the club. With you down, it just means more pussy for me.”
Snake shrugged. “Don’t care.”
He sat back looking up at the stage. Music was turned on, and in the next moment a dyed blonde with fake
tits walked on stage. “Hey, I’m Clara, and I’m here to rock your world.” She pulled her hair down, grinding her hips to the beat of the music.
Watching the show, he couldn’t help but look down at his cell phone. He missed Jessica already. After dropping her off at work, he’d come here. She knew what was happening today. His cell phone buzzed as Clara was getting to removing her shirt. He was pussy whipped, and it wasn’t good for his image.
Jessica: How’s the tits?
He smiled. This was his woman supporting him.
Snake: Not as good as yours.
Several seconds passed with nothing happening. When the phone started to ring, he let Dime know he was leaving to take a call. Stepping out into the fresh air, he answered her call. “Hey, babe.”
“So you still like my tits?”
“I’ll always love your tits. I’m a tit man.” He leaned against the wall, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it. Most of the redecoration in the strip club was done now, and it was just down to the finishing touches.
“Really? I thought you were an ass man.”
His cock filled with blood as he recalled the feel of her tight ass gripping him.
“What can I say? I’m a greedy bastard. I want both.”
She chuckled. “I take it you can’t come for lunch?”
“This is going to take up most of the day. I don’t want to leave and prolong this shit.”
“Come on, you’re looking at women get naked. You’ve got to admit it’s cool.”
Snake shook his head. “I don’t know what you’ve done to me, but the only girl I want is talking to me right now.”
“You know all the good things to say.”
“It’s the truth. I know I can’t spin you a line anymore. You wouldn’t believe them.” He inhaled on his cigarette, watching as three more women entered the club. They all had on high heels and barely any clothes. Jessica had ruined him. He understood what Devil and the other guys dealt with when it came to the pussy available to them. Not one of them appealed.
“I know. I’m going to miss you for lunch.”
“Stay at work though. I don’t want to worry about you heading home.”
“Don’t worry. I’ve not got anything else going on. Lydia’s still off with her man, and she’s not called me back.”