Sam (Ace's MC Book 1)

by R. Greening

  I stared at my hands as the words passed my lips.

  “I was taken. I had to watch as he took someone else as he destroyed her….”

  Lisa’s sweet face popped into my mind and fresh tears coated my cheeks.

  “Oh, sweetie.”

  Ella’s sweet strained voice washed over me, causing a tidal wave of tears to pour down my face. I felt like a dam broke inside me.

  “He took so many, ruined so many lives. After he ruined Lisa, I ruined him.”

  I watched as Maya and Ella looked at each other.

  “I killed him. I cut off his dick and choked him with it.”

  The words were cold, and the smile on my face was unexpected. I enjoyed killing him, and I would do it again and again.

  “I…”

  “Don’t say another word.”

  Turning I looked at Sam, who was furiously looking at the girls. I understand he was just protecting me, but he didn’t understand. No one truly did.

  I was just a pet project that his friend asked him to complete. I felt smaller than I ever have before. I was falling for a man who was only around because he had to be.

  The one day together had my heart fluttering. Love, at first sight, didn’t exist. I was foolishly projecting my need to love and feel loved.

  I would never truly admit he captured my soul the moment he cursed me for trying to shoot him.

  Chapter 14

  Sam

  She was talking about killing a man. One guess would be she killed Texas’s target. I wanted to hug her. I wanted to berate her, and I wanted to bend her sweet ass over and fuck her hard from behind.

  Grabbing her about the waist, I lifted her from the chair and toss her over my shoulder. Her hands hit my back as she yelled.

  I laughed at each hit.

  “Sweetness, I fucking love that type of shit so go right ahead and keep it up.”

  Her hands stopped mid-hit and laughter echoed through the hallway as I took us back to my room. She was supposed to stay hidden.

  Kevin had a suspicion we had a narc in our group. Someone selling shit to our enemies. Lexa couldn’t be caught in the crossfires.

  Dumping her on my bed, I fought the urge to rip those tight as fuck jeans from her body. I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I wanted her.

  “What the fuck, Sam?”

  Her filthy mouth needed cleaning, and I knew the perfect thing to stick in there to scrub it and wash away the nasty words she was saying.

  The thought of her lips wrapped around my cock had the hairs on my neck rising as my balls drew up tight ready to explode.

  “You fucking can’t say shit like that in the open, Lexa.”

  Her eyes rounded and then her lip trembled.

  “I wasn’t thinking.”

  I felt like the asshole I was.

  “What happened?”

  I tried to ask the question with a gentle voice, but it came out a little harsher than intended.

  “I don’t think I could tell you, Sam.”

  Her voice was full of loathing and anger rose hard and fast.

  “I need to know.”

  “I killed someone you heard that already so please just leave it at that.”

  I couldn’t, and I wouldn’t. Texas was out there, and this could be why she disappeared.

  “Texas could be in trouble because of this.”

  I didn’t say because of you. Even though it was unspoken, she read between the lines. Hurt crossed her face and again I felt like an asshole only this time it was worse.

  “I… He… look, Sam, I appreciate everything, but maybe I should just leave.”

  Leave? She wasn’t going anywhere. Why won’t you let her go? She’s nothing but trouble. The whispered words came from the darkness which was lurking below the surface. The darkness deep in my soul.

  Chapter 15

  Lexa

  It hurt. The fact that he wanted her and not me was like a hot poker to the soul. It screamed in pain. I knew then what he was to me and what he will never be. Mine.

  “You’re not leaving here, Lexa.”

  My eyes pressed into slits as I looked back at Sam. I could and would leave anytime I wanted. He wasn’t going to stop me. No one was ever going to hold me when I didn’t want to be held.

  I knew the moment he read my thoughts. The look in his eyes told me I all but screamed them. His feet brought him closer.

  My right foot went back, and then my left followed it. Soon I was stepping back faster and faster as he stalked me around the room.

  I felt like a helpless mouse and him? He was the big scary cat, the one with white-sharp teeth and the wide grin. Then, the back of my knees collided with the edge of his bed.

  My ass connected with the top of his mattress as a gasp escaped. Then he was leaning over me, forcing me backward.

  Bending me closer to the mattress top. When I was flush to the surface, he was inches from my face. I waited with suspended breath.

  No words passed between us. Then his lips were pressed hard against mine. His teeth pressed into my bottom lip causing a gasp of pleasure and pain to escape as he bit down.

  My eyes closed as his tongue slipped into my mouth. His hands pressed deeper into the mattress next to my head. Then he was closer. One hand reached under my head clasping my hair into his fist.

  He tightened his fingers holding my head in place just the way he wanted. A slight sting had another moan passing my lips and onto his.

  His lower body rocked against me. Another moan escaped as his cock hit my pussy through two layers of jeans. The material ruff and yet perfect as it ground into the sensitive flesh.

  My eyes rolled into the back of my head as he rocked into me again and again. I was going to orgasm from just a few well-placed thrusts.

  Then his other hand moved slowly into my shirt. He lifted the hem and slowly, allowed his fingers to glide up my side to my right breast.

  More moans poured from me as his fingers danced over my nipple. I wanted to scream in frustration as they just hovered over there not really touching it.

  Then his hand was pulled from my shirt, and his hips were lifting off my mine.

  “I want you to stand up baby.”

  I wanted to cry, I wanted to scream.

  “Then you’re going to take those clothes off before I rip them off your body.”

  That need to cry turned to a different type of cry. The screams turned into a yes, please.

  “I want you to bend the fuck over this bed, put your hands over your head keeping your feet on the floor and spread those perfect fucking legs.”

  I wanted to squeeze my legs together. I wanted to reach down and rub myself to relief. But instead, I just nodded.

  Sam pulled back, giving me a little space to stand up. We still only had a few inches between us. Grabbing my borrowed shirt, I pulled it over my head. My braless breast bounced free.

  Reaching for the button on the jeans I pulled until it left the little buttonhole. Then my fingers slid down either side of my hips.

  Pushing down I slowly sank in the direction of the floor as I pressed the jeans down my legs. My head leveled with his dick. Looking, I took in the blatant need in his eyes.

  He was going to make me suck his cock, but not now. I could read it clearly as if he said the words. He was going to fuck me first.

  “Fuck baby.”

  The excitement was loud and clear. I pulled the jeans the rest of the way off and looked at Sam. I was completely naked for the first time in front of a man.

  I waited for him to remove his clothes, but he just stared at me, becoming more and more still as I looked back. I knew what he wanted.

  Turning I gave him my back and bent over the bed, my breast pressed into the black cotton comforter. My hips were flushed with the edge of the bed.

  Slowly my arms slid in front of me and above my head. My legs widened. I was completely exposed. I felt his warm, calloused fingers probe my opening.

  Wetness left me in a rush
as they pressed against my clit. Then his fingers were against my pussy opening again pushing one deep inside.

  A scream tore from my throat as he stretched me.

  “Fuck baby you’re tight.”

  I wanted to say something, but the words refused to leave my mouth as my teeth sank into my lower lip. Another finger pressed inside me.

  Then he was pumping them in and out, over and over as moans of pleasure escaped me. I cried out as he pulled his talented fingers from my body.

  I was so close to going over the edge. So close to feeling that freedom I know he was about to give me. Something soft and hard pressed against my opening causing my walls to clench and unclench.

  My fingers tighten in the soft material as he pressed harder against me. He was wide, so wide I wasn’t sure I could walk after this.

  The pressure increased and then his tip was inside me. Pain rocketed through me. Causing my hands to tug on the blanket.

  He didn’t pause or slow. Instead he pressed harder against me. Another inch entered me, and my walls fought to accommodate his massive size.

  One of his hands left my hip and pressed against my shoulder. Both hands tightened, and that was my only warning before he put all his weight behind him forcing him to go deep.

  Ripping through my virginity and bumping into my womb. He just kept pushing until I felt him in my stomach, forcing me to take every inch of him.

  The moment his balls tapped against my pussy he froze in place.

  “Fuck sweetheart, why didn’t you tell me?”

  I couldn’t say anything the pain and pleasure was too much. So, I just pushed against him trying to get him to move. I needed him to take me to that place. I needed him to take me to the stars.

  His hips pulled back before he slammed back into me hard. Using his hands to keep me in place as he forced me to take every one of his thrusts.

  In and out, over and over harder and harder he pumped into me. My stomach muscles clenched as my orgasm got closer and closer.

  “Harder…”

  I moaned the words as Sam pulled back and slammed into me harder. The bed jerked forward an inch at a time before it finally hit the wall and just bounced against it again and again as he pounded into me.

  Then I was crashing into the rocks shooting into the sky as my world exploded into tiny little particles. I felt him jerk deep inside me. Then warmth flooded me.

  It was my beautiful dark moment. The darkest whisper of pleasure.

  I waited for him to kiss me again to pull me close and hold me as my body adjusted to its new form. But he didn’t. Instead, he pulled away and got dressed, leaving me on his bed.

  No words were said as he walked out of the room. Tears filled my eyes. He just used me like a whore and I laid here and let him do it.

  It was the first stone thrown through my little glass heart. I bordered up half the pretty window when that man destroyed Lisa and now Sam was forcing me to cover it completely. One hot little sharp stab at a time.

  Chapter 16

  Sam

  What the fuck just happened? I need a beer or a hundred. Stumbling from the room, I pinched the bridge of my nose as the door closed behind me.

  I was fucking this up, and there wasn’t anything I could do to stop it. She ripped the soul from my body.

  I came so hard my mind literally blanked. The need to hold her to pull her close was so strong it freaked me the fuck out.

  I walked to the bar in the main room, and snatched the beer one of the prospects placed on it. Placing the glass bottle to my lips, I let the liquid pour down my throats not stopping until it was completely empty.

  Another beer tapped the bar as he placed it on the smooth surface. The reddish tan wood shined where the light touched it.

  Setting down the empty I grabbed the next beer and repeated the process. After ten beers I felt great. All thoughts of Lexa turned fuzzy.

  One of the club whores came over to convince me to give them a good time. I laughed, but then glowered when my cock didn’t even stir. Not even a fucking twitch.

  “Get lost.”

  Turning I looked at Maya, who was snarling at the blond trying uselessly to climb into my lap. Huh, didn’t even notice.

  “What the fuck are you doing, Tom?”

  She snarled at me, and I laughed again. Tom, she called me Tom. Lexa calls me Sam. My laughter died in my throat. She called me Sam, I liked that she called me Sam.

  “She needs you and your out here drinking and whoring? You’re a son of a bitch. Did anyone ever tell you that?”

  If someone else said that shit, I’d kill them.

  “Get your sorry ass back to her.”

  She was still talking when I walked away. Whatever she said was lost. Normally I heard everything, but when it came to Lexa, my ears turned deaf. She blinded me.

  Walking into my room, I paused in the doorway. Lexa was curled up in a ball on my side of the bed.

  Her beautiful brown hair spread out around her. I fucked up and I wasn’t sure I could fix this shit. For some reason the idea that she wouldn’t forgive me felt like a hole was kicked in my heart.

  Chapter 17

  Lexa

  Tears poured from me in a continuous river. What the fucks wrong with me? After everything I’ve been through after everything I’ve done, I let someone I barely know fuck me.

  He treated me like a used up… no, I wouldn’t think like that because I was better than that. I was a better person, and I deserved more than what he just gave me.

  Curling in on myself, I pressed deeper into the mattress and further into the comforter. I cried for what Sam did, and cried for allowing myself to be used. I cried for Lisa and all the other girls. Then, I cried for all the broken promises I already made to the woman who sacrificed more than anyone should.

  I let a man fuck me knowing he loved another, knowing it wasn’t me he wanted. I wasn’t sure what came over me. I wasn’t going to stay here, not for much longer.

  There was nothing here for me. Sam leaving me on this bed proved that. I wasn’t the beautiful woman who saved me.

  Pain erupted in my chest, and I hated myself for it. Closing my eyes, I let the exhaustion coat me like a second skin. I needed sleep as today was a fucked-up day. I was held captive, I killed a man, and then Sam and I… sleep took me, and the nightmares came. Peacefulness was for the good not the wicked.

  Chapter 18

  Sam

  Stripping I slipped into the bed and pulled her close. She resisted slightly, so I slid closer to her. I needed to feel her against me again.

  The sweet smell of vanilla reached my scenes. Fuck she even smelt sweet. Perfection was wrapped in my arms. Pressing my lips to the back of her head, I smiled when she sighed deeply. Her perfect ass pressing into my cock. A deep groan rumbled up deep from my chest.

  “I need you to make me forget.”

  Her voice was a choked whisper.

  “I didn’t mean to wake you, sweetheart.”

  “Please, Sam. “

  “Lexa…”

  “Make the nightmares go away.”

  Pressing my lips to her shoulder, I lifted her leg and pulled it over my hip. Spreading her wide open for me. Her back was curved into my chest.

  Grabbing my dick, I lined it up with her center.

  “Aren’t you sore darlin?”

  My cock screamed at me to shut my fucking mouth.

  “I don’t care, Sam.”

  I wanted to just slam hard into her and fuck her until we couldn’t stand, let alone think. Pressing slowly into her sweet tight pussy, I gritted my teeth hard.

  The urge to just pull back and slam in hard was overwhelming. Each thrust pulled me closer to the hilt.

  Gripping her clit between my fingers, I flicked it over and over. Her moans turned to screams as I deepened my thrusts.

  Her moist pussy soaked my dick as she orgasmed. As her pussy fluttered and pulled on my cock again and again, it sent me over the edge. I pressed into her as deep a
s I could go, then I let go. My cum shot deep in long drawn out ropes. Not bothering to pull out I let sleep pull me under.

  Chapter 19

  Lexa

  He slipped out of me sometime during the night. Rolling over I pressed my lips to his throat. Kissing and licking. My breasts pushed against his chest.

  Pushing against him I smiled as his eyes opened, and he rolled onto his back. A questioning eyebrow raised.

  I slipped one leg over his hips. My pussy lips brushed his already hardening cock. Wetness coated, his dick as I rub against him.

  Leaning down I pressed my lips to his and slipped my tongue into his mouth. Leaning up I raised my hips slightly. Pressing the tip of his cock to my center, I slowly slid down his long, thick length. The biting, stinging pain quickly turned into an overwhelming pleasure as I rocked back and forth, his rock-hard dick deep enough to hit my cervix.

  Tingles ripped from my womb as his cock bottomed out over and over. With each lift of my hips, I slammed down harder, giving a slight rocking motion when he’s fully seated inside me.

  More cream left my pussy coating his cock and giving me the lubrication, I needed to go faster. Back and forth, up and down, and over and over.

  I screamed in pleasure as my orgasm ripped through me like a hurricane.

  I felt him swell and jerk deep within as warmth filled my center. Closing my eyes, I placed my face against his throat. It felt fucking amazing to have him still lodged deep within me.

  I was going to cut out a little piece of heaven before going to my hell. Soon, my world would change, and he would be gone, but for now he was mine.

  Chapter 20

  Sam

  The ringing of my phone had relief flooding me. Looking down that relief doubled.

  “Texas?”

  “No.”

  I had no fucking clue who this was. If he hurt her…

  “Who the fuck is this?”