Touch Me: A Bad Boy MC Romance

by Cristal Pierre

  He now removed his head from the butt and replaced it with his precum dripping cock. He didn’t even feel like wearing a condom right now. The sight of her delicious bum in front of him was driving him crazy. He entered her slowly and began moving inside her after a while. She had never gotten used to how big his cock was. It was so fat and gorgeous and she loved how he used it. Stacey’s big boobs were bouncing as Jason fucked her from behind…

  *****

  Jason

  Stacey was moaning like a woman possessed right now. He tore his thought from the beautiful body of Janine he had been dreaming about when he was woken up with a stiffer. He looked down to see Stacey’s head bobbing up and down and her hands creating the delicious pressure on his balls.

  Janine, the next door neighbor had been on Jason’s mind for quite some time. She was a lovely woman and he had often wanted to speak to her at length. She was elegant and sophisticated and he felt like she had a very raw side to her that was waiting for the right guy to be unlocked. In his dream, Janine and he were in the swimming pool. It was sunny and her the water rippled down her gorgeous, taut body, shimmering and glistening. It was so hot. She had been caressing her yellow string bikini clad breasts, her nipples hard. His mouth was watering with the urge to plunge into her cleavage and torture those beautiful rosebuds with his teeth.

  He was moving towards her as she let out a moan in that beautiful soft voice of hers. He had heard her speak only once. She smiled as she lowered her mouth down to his dick and took it in her pink little mouth.

  He felt his boner harden and he felt the world around him spinning. It was beautiful agony. She was sucking him now, harder and more urgently. Jason did not know where he was at this point. His seed was rising and he knew it. He suddenly woke up with a start when he heard the soft voice change and turn into a rich, throaty slurpy moan. Stacey! He looked around confused. Fuck ! His boner softened but he saw that that had not been noticed by the generally very observant Stacey. He was aroused completely now. He fucked her face until he just couldn't. He then asked her to turn around, His need to not see Stacey and distort his dream about Janine was super urgent. He turned her around and imagined as if he was licking Janine’s sweet ass. He wanted to fuck her so badly. That morning, Jason lasted for more than 45 minutes. It was unbelievable. He just wouldn’t soften! He fucked Stacey silly till finally, he felt his world spinning around again and his toes curled as he unloaded his hot cum all over her. He kept cumming for another 5 minutes. He was jerking uncontrollably and was about to call out Janine’s name when his brain, thankfully, out of habit, called of Stac---”

  He came back to senses after sometime to find a super satiated Stacey gasping for breath.

  “That was fucking brilliant! Ooooof! My god, Jason. Wow! I’m kinda happy we fought last night. I didn’t know a little fight could turn you into a sex machine my stud!” “Fuck!” said a panting and laughing with excitement, Stacey.

  Jason could not believe what had happened. His dazed senses were jolted with the realisation that it was Stacey and not Janine he was fucked. If a small dream about that beautiful goddess could do this to him. He didn’t know what would happen if it really did come true.

  The memories of last night’s fight came back to him and he got up with a start.

  I don’t feel well, Stacey. I think I am going to be sick.” he muttered as he rushed to the bathroom to clean himself. He had had enough of Stacey. She was extremely insensitive and rude at times. She was also selfish and very bitchy. When he had met her, he had decided he’d be with her for a month or two and then plan a way out. She had offered him good money. 40 grand for a month. That was amazing. In two months he ‘s be rich!

  He had met her at a bar. He had been counting the last of his dollars to pay for the drink and was looking around to find a cougar he could manipulate that night to pay for his drink. He noticed a curvy, fit woman enter the bar with a beautiful cleavage out for everyone to notice and to lick. He knew he had found the woman. He had noticed that she had been looking at him invitingly for quite a while after she entered the bar. He drank his whisky and walked up to her, confident swagger in place. “ Somebody as gorgeous as you should be with someone she likes. Care to buy me a drink?” he strolled in with a cheesy line he knew worked with older women. Stacey had taken one long look at him and had ordered whiskey shots.

  He had been surprised. after a few mind blowing shots, she looked at him and without saying a word,closed in on him, her hand stroking his dick till it bulged out at the attention it was suddenly getting. She led him to the dancer floor, and began rubbing her big round butt on his hardening dick. They had grinded against each other all night.

  She had turned out quite delightful in the beginning. The sex they would have was awesome. She had asked him what he did and he told her he was an actor. “Oh! you mean one of those male escorts who get in the business to make contacts. I don’t mind. Il give you 40 grand for a month. Just use that dick of yours well. Oh yes, no cheating. And just like that it had started. He had been put off by the brazenness of her tone and offer but he couldn’t help thinking about the amount of money he’d be making off her. Pleasuring the partner was his forte. What could go wrong? He had done it with Cara. He could definitely do it with her. In any case, the first month is always the honeymoon period.

  He was amazed by her sexual appetite and her zeal to experiment with everything about sex. He liked having sex with her. She gave amazing head. Cara had been very good, but Stacey took the cake. They hadn’t talked much that month. They were usually fucking, eating or she was locked up in her studio, painting. Jason would go out for auditions, come home disappointed and fuck her. She was loud. Louder than any woman he had every known or fucked. He had slowly learnt that she was turned on by the idea of her voice being heard by every member in the neighborhood. It troubled him a bit. He was getting lonely there, The men would only talk about how he was fucking her and the women would not look at him without feeling disgusted. He had talked to Stacey about it but she had cut him off and had sulked for a week over the issue. He couldn’t understand what her problem was.

  Then one day, as he looked out of the balcony, he saw a vision in white. running towards the building from the lawns. A gorgeous, curvy woman in her twenties was running across the lawn to reach the building. Her white slinky dress was soaked with water and her thigh high slit wrapped around her thigh, almost revealing her pussy hidden behind those long legs. He saw her turn to the building and get into the elevator, dripping with water. He had never seen this beauty before. He went inside,opened the door and stood there, hoping he could track where she lived by the floor appearing on the elevator button. He watched the red light turn from 1-2-3-4-5--- Hmm,s o she lived on the 5th floor huh? Damn! He really wanted to see her face. He had been transfixed by the body, dripping with water running all over her body. He was suddenly treated to a random vision of drinking off the water from all over her body. The elevator pinged loudly and he was just about to avert his eyes when the doors opened and there she was. Panting and groaning, bending down to take off her heels, her wet and thick hair forming a cascading waterfall over her face, Her cleavage was as he had imagined it. Luscious. She looked up and smiled.

  “Really bad weather huh? I just didn’t calculate being ditched by the cab driver at the last moment. I had to take the bus you know. Like this” she babbled on as she unlocked her door. She then stopped, realised that he was staring and said, “Hi, I’m Janine” and flashed her a dazzling but confused smile.

  “Im Stacey.. I mean I live with Stacey. I mean I am Jasey-Jason” stuttered a hypnotized Jason. What the fuck was wrong with him? He had kicked himself mentally.

  Janine had laughed and it sounded like bells tinkling as she giggled.

  “Hi Jason” Ummm.. I’m new here. Just moved in yesterday. Today was a wedding I couldn’t miss.”

  “Well, you got home in time. Welcome to the building. If you .. err.. need anything.. I..m.. we’re n
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  “Thanks so much, Jason”

  Chapter 3

  Janine reached office at 11 am that day, groggy and tired but satiated. The orgasm she had thinking about Jason had given her a fresh glow. Thankfully that had masked her tortured face. The client was already in the room. Her boss was nowhere to be seen. Whew! That’s some major good luck!

  She walked in the conference room and made acquaintance with the client. She was a TV star, recently under fire for a drug abuse problem. While she had gone to rehab and done community service, she wanted PWR to her rebrand her self. She was being dropped off from bigger brands and she did not know if the T.V show would hire her for the next season. Janine patiently explained to her process and asked her to calm down.

  When Maggie Sullivan, her boss finally walked in, she found both the women giggling. Her relieved expression told Janine that the boss herself was late to work. That was a rare occurrence but thankfully it had happened today and saved Janine’s ass.

  Janine spent lunch sitting on her desk, her head down, catching a power nap of 20 minutes.

  “Janine.. Janine”

  Janine woke up dazed and with start when she felt some body patting her shoulder. It was Maggie, with her lunch bag.

  “Is everything alright? You look terrible!”

  “Yeah- no, I just didn’t get much sleep last night”

  “Noisy neighbors again huh?”

  “Yeah. I banged on the door though. They stopped after that”

  “Way to go! I told you, all you had to do was knock!”

  “Yeaah, though I’m bracing myself for a fight tonight”

  “Don’t worry, It won’t happen”

  “By the way, good job on the Tami Flors account. I really liked the way you put your ideas across. She ‘s a good girl you, know. Just caught into a bad time.”

  “You think so? Thanks! Yeah Tami was so nervous and insecure in the first 15 minutes before you came.. you’d think it was the end of the world!”

  “ You look very ill Janine. I know you’re working really hard for the promotion but I do want you to take care of yourself. You know, take the rest of the day off. Go home, sleep. Come back fresh tomorrow.”

  Janine looked at her boss. Maggie had been a lovely mentor to her. She was strict yet motherly. Janine admired her. She had balanced work and life so well. She was so practical, down to earth and wise beyond her 35 years. She wanted to be like her.

  The elevator door opened to her floor and Janine stepped out yawning.

  What she saw made the yawn freeze in mid air.

  Jason was on the floor, wheezing and out of breath, His face had swollen and he hadn’t been able to breathe. It looked like a very bad allergic reaction. Janine dialled 911 as she tried to look for her keys to open the door. She ran inside to find an epinephrine injection in the drawer for her emergency allergic reactions. She carefully administered it on his neck while holding him firmly . His pupils dilated after sometime. From afar, Janine could hear the ambulance closing in.

  *****

  Jason

  Jason opened his eyes to the warm sun rays that were falling on his face. He could make out it was morning. Janine’s steady, reassuring,deep blue eyes were the last thing he had remembered.

  Where was he?

  There was a black mop of hair near his hand. Prettily curled eyelashes surrounded the angelic face that was slightly open mouthed as the lady who owned them slept, lightly snoring.

  It was Janine!

  He tried to recall what had happened.

  After Stacey and he had cleaned up after sex, she had informed him that she had a flight to catch in 3 hours for New York. She told him that she’d be away for a couple of weeks and he was welcome to stay here. She told him it was an impromptu plan with her boss at the art gallery and that they would be touring for quite sometime in New York, looking for local talent that they could steal way to L.A.

  He nodded as she kissed him. It was good that they were getting some space, Jason thought in his head.

  It would give him some time to work on what he had actually come to L.A. for and then of course, he could try to talk to the girl next door.

  He had taken a warm, long bath after Stacey left. She had said that she had ordered some prawns for lunch, because she knew he loved them.

  His stomach rumbling, he went to the kitchen and warmed the packed goods.

  He sat down to have them. He looked around him.

  Stacey’s apartment was cozy but quite messy. She had not kept the dishes in the dishwasher again last night. The kitchen sink was full of stinking old dirty utensils.

  He hated how messy she could be.

  He munched on the prawns and rice she had ordered from the Thai place they liked.

  He walked around to the balcony in his boxers and no shirt to gaze at the wonderful Stacey free fortnight he would have.

  Jason had grown up at the trailer park. His brothers were all meth junkies like his dad. His mom had died when he was 15 years. His dad and brothers had been quite the bullies and had made his life hell after mom died. His dad had been violent too. They used to call him a sissy and faggot all the time and had laughed at anything new and fruitful he would want to do. They said he’s never rise up. Jason thanked his stars that his mom had ensured that he stay away from drugs.

  An apartment like this was something he could have never afforded back then. Right now, he was in here, getting sex daily from a woman who drove his mind crazy when she gave head. He was rolling in money and was living a decent life. He had moved out at 20. He had had a tough life. Since he did not go to college, so the jobs that came his way did not let him do anything. He did theatre, joined the radio for some time as a voice artist and then left it when his brothers suddenly rose from the ashes and attacked the station in a mad fit of of meth overdose. Jack had died soon after because of the overdose.

  Jason thanked his lucky stars he out of that hellhole.

  “You are still a male prostitute” a tiny voiced reared it’s ugly voice at the back of his head.

  Jason wanted to live the good life. But he did not know how to. He had no connections and no great friends. Cara’ connections had not been very impressed. He did not know what to do. He thought fucking Stacey and earning off her would sustain him for a while but he knew that was not the solution.

  Jason was feeling itchy now, He scratched his neck and face. His breath was shortening and he thought he was getting the meat sweats. However now the fingers were swelling up and his nose was obstructing his vision. His eyes were watery and he couldn’t breath anymore. He struggled to the door in hopes to reach someone who could take him to the hospital.

  WHAM!

  He hit something and the symptoms aggravated, He lay there wheezing, not being able to breathe. This was it. This was how he was going to die.. when suddenly he felt something being jabbed at his neck. He cried out in pain and writhed around but was stuck. The obstruction was very steady and firm. He immediately felt relieved as whatever was given to him started kicking in immediately.

  All he remembered was that there were a pair of calm blue eyes that were looking at him.

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  Had it really been her? Janine?

  Had she swept on him like an angel and saved his life?

  He watched her beautiful body arch and her hair cover most of her face.

  He slept for most of the day because of the medicines.

  He woke up the next morning to find Janine sitting in the sun near the window, reading the newspaper.

  “Thanks for everything” Jason croaked

  He watched her look up, surprised and happy that he was up and she came and gave him a hug and then guiltily stood aside.

  Oh thank god you’re alive! I mean i thought I had lost you.. I mean welcome back. Im sorry. uhhhh..I just get excited”

  Jason smiled, trying to give an exasperating laugh at the way she was fumbling.

  No one had ever been so happy to see him.
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  She looked radiant and overjoyed.

  They were awkward for a while before he watched her chirp away about herself and the work she did and how she had found him and how she had used epinephrine to help him out before the meds came.

  Jason was oblivious ,slightly, to what she was saying. He was just concentrating on the way her hair bounced and swayed as she talked and walked about the room fixing balloons and flowers she had brought for him.

  Jason was touched. This strange girl, the girl who had banged the door some nights ago, the girl with the awesome cleavage, the girl soaked in rainwater, was so happy to see him!

  He did not understand why.

  He had to find out.

  He would eventually.

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  Janine

  Janine didn’t know why she was doing this. Why she had taken the whole week off, why she had sat by his side.

  Did she have a crush on him?

  She didn’t think so.

  Maybe she did.

  As she had watched him sleep, she had kind of wanted to lie next to him and cuddle him He looked so lost.

  Suddenly she started thinking about kissing him.

  She wanted to know what he tasted like. His fragrance was delicious and she was very tempted.

  *****

  They went home and he stood at her door.

  The tension between them was crackling with sexual energy. He, however, hugged her and thanked her for a wonderful evening and then asked for her number. He then stepped closer and she closed her eyes, anticipating a kiss. He kissed her forehead first, and then trailed down to her cheeks before kissing the corner of her mouth. He backed up a little and looked into her eyes. She took his face in her hands and his hands tightened around her waist. She kissed him with an ardor that screamed her desire. He pulled her closer and opened his mouth to slowly slide his tongue into her mouth. She moaned, shivering at the intensity of the kiss. He pinned her lightly to the door and she could feel the softness of her body being crushed deliciously, under his taut hard chest. She put her arms around his chiseled back and caressed him seductively. He hardened further as her hands moved lower to his rock hard ass. He kneaded her back, turned on by the way her body was reacting to his, writhing slightly and seductively under him. He could feel her nipples harden as he took one hand on her breast while nuzzling at her neck.