by Leela Ash
“It was,” he smiled. “I…” he began to say something but stopped himself before revving the bike and giving her a nod of his head. “I’ll let Blaze know you’re home safe.”
Lizzie watched as he pulled away and rode slowly but loudly out of sight. Lights and windows flashed on and opened above her as people stared out, wondering who the hell was on a motorcycle outside their bedrooms at that time of night. Lizzie felt a little smile creep over her face. What a crazy night. It was definitely one she would remember…
6.
Her dreams were a mix of ferocious speed and that powerful man. He was pinning her down by the wrists against the sand and pushing himself against her. Her heart raced and when she woke up, she was breathing quickly and her whole body tingled red hot. She rolled over and looked up at the clock. It read7:00, and the light was parting through a tiny slit in the curtains. She ran her hands through her hair and smiled.
Jake.
After everything she had been through, she knew it was wrong to even consider someone like him… an outlaw… a bad boy… He was clearly trouble… but it had just taken one moment for them to lock eyes, and she had fallen into the trap. He was all she could think about. She wanted more.
“What the hell am I going to do?” she said aloud as she got out of bed and stretched. She opened the curtains and looked out across the quad. The sun was shining bright and it was a gorgeous day.
Before she had chance to even pull herself together, there was a loud pounding on her door. She spun around and moved quickly to it, then unlocked the door and opened it. Rachel, still in last night’s clothes, came bursting in.
“Oh… my… god!” she declared as she threw herself down on to the bed. “Tell me everything, NOW!”
“What?” Lizzie laughed. She lay down next to Rachel and looked across at her.
“Jake?” Rachel said, “Did you hook up with him? You do know who he is, right?”
“Slow down!” Lizzie said, covering her face, half in embarrassment and half trying to disguise the huge smile that was plastered there. “What did he say?”
Rachel’s face cracked into a grin. “He came back to the clubhouse and said he’d made sure that you got home safely…” She glared at her, her eyes demanding to know the whole story.
“Okay…” Lizzie began, “You better get comfy…”
***
She told her everything. About how he had made a beeline for her the second Rachel had disappeared with Blaze. About how he had taken her for a ride out to the coast. About the red-hot kiss that had left her weak at the knees. Rachel’s eyes grew wide and she squealed with delight as Lizzie described the feeling of exhilaration as she let go of his waist to let her arms fly free like a bird in the night air.
“This is so amazing,” Rachel clapped her hands, “I knew the second he came back and mentioned you something had happened. He’s major, Lizzie,” she took hold of her hand, “He’s a real bad boy… He’s right at the top at the club. His father was a founding member.”
Lizzie bit her lip and breathed out slowly.
“I just know he’s going to be bad news, Rachel,” she shook her head. “I should stay away.”
“He wants you,” she said, “I just know it… he’ll come looking for you if you don’t go back.”
Lizzie lay back against the cool mattress and stared up at the ceiling. She hated to admit it… but she really hoped that Rachel was once again right.
7.
The week passed slowly. The only thing Lizzie had on her mind was Jake and the way she had felt so protected when she was in his arms. She found herself completely unable to concentrate on anything and knew that the one night she had let her hair and her guard down was going to be her undoing. There was no way she was going to be prepared for finals.
She walked back towards her dorm on the following Friday afternoon and kicked at the ground as she daydreamed again about her badass biker. Her daydreams had become so vivid, and for a second she was sure she could smell him.
She rounded the corner and the scent of smoke became even stronger. She didn’t dare look up, but the rev of the motorcycle confirmed what she’d been hoping. She finally let her eyes wander ahead and they locked with his.
Jake was right there. Outside her dorm. Waiting for her.
He clamped the cigarette between his teeth and motioned for her to come to him with a sharp flick of his head. Her heart began to race, and she swallowed hard.
“Hi,” she smiled as she walked coyly forward.
Jake didn’t respond, but he smiled and threw his cigarette on the ground before getting to his feet and stamping it out.
“You going to invite me in?” he said.
Lizzie looked around nervously. She could see that people were looking, wondering who this gorgeous man was waiting for her on her doorstep. She couldn’t help but smile. She was so happy to see him and she wanted to lunge at him, wrap her arms around him and have him kiss her just like the night they met.
“Would you like to come in, Sir?” she said with a giggle.
He took the stack of books from her and walked past her.
“Thank you,” she smiled, her heart pounding in her chest.
She unlocked the door to the building and he stepped inside.
“I thought I better come and see what all the fuss was about,” he joked. “Never thought I’d see myself inside somewhere like this… Not really my scene.”
“I bet,” Lizzie smiled as she began to climb the stairs.
He followed her, his big, heavy boots stomping up the stairs behind her. He glared at the boys who looked at him as they wandered through the halls and Lizzie hurried towards her dorm room. She shook as she got the keys in the lock and quickly opened it and stepped inside. So many people were staring and she knew exactly what was on their minds.
Who the hell is this guy… What is she doing… She is clearly about to get fucked…
A laugh escaped her as she thought of what they would all be saying about her, but she didn’t care.
He closed the door and turned the lock before he dropped the books down on her desk and moved closer to her. She could smell the stale smoke, old booze and heavy cologne. Her sex pulsed.
He stared deep into her eyes as he pulled his jacket off slowly. He revealed big, muscular arms, and Lizzie gasped when she saw them. She knew he was strong, but seeing just how strong made her shudder.
“Wow,” she whispered.
A smile crept across his face and he lunged across the room at her. He grabbed her wrists and pushed them high above her head and against the wall.
“I tried to stay away,” he breathed. “I told you I’m no good for you.”
“I don’t care,” she whispered back.
He pushed his groin into hers and she could feel that he was rock hard. He grunted as he thrust against her and moved closer, kissing her and taking her breath away.
“You have no idea what you’re getting yourself into,” he breathed.
“I want it…” she panted, “Whatever it is, I want it so bad…”
He released her wrists and Lizzie held onto him around the neck as he lifted her up at the waist. She wrapped her legs around him, he pushed her back against the wall and grunted. Lizzie was soaking wet. She had never been so turned on and ready. It had been such a long time since she had been with a man and she had certainly never been with anyone as strong and intense as Jake. He was like a dark fantasy come true.
He walked with her over to the bed and threw her down. He reached for her jeans and unbuttoned them slowly before he pulled them down over her legs and threw them over his shoulder. She was wearing little lacy panties and he smiled when he saw them. He ran his hands up her plump legs and kissed her ankles. She could see the bulge in his jeans, and she was desperate for him to release it. She needed him inside of her.
As if he read her mind, he reached for his pants and unbuckled his belt, pulling it off with a snap. He threw it on the floor behind him and u
ndid his fly. He teased her, slowly pulling down his jeans and boxers to finally reveal the most perfectly huge, engorged and stiff cock that Lizzie had ever seen.
She gasped as he kicked her legs open and pulled her panties down. She was so wet but she was still terrified. Surely he was going to hurt her… he was so huge.
He pulled her to the edge of the bed and held her legs apart as he positioned his glistening member at her opening. Lizzie barely dared breathe as he slowly rubbed his helmet up and down her slit. She bit the back of her hand and tried not to scream out in pleasure as he nudged her clit with his tip before he positioned himself again and powerfully slid himself inside her. She moaned as her broke into her, splitting her in half and opening her up. The sharp pain quickly subsided into the most intense pleasure she had ever felt. He was so deep inside of her she couldn’t move. He had filled her up entirely and was hitting her in all the right places.
He grunted, “Fuck,” as he thrust into her again.
He lifted her and pushed her back further up the bed, all the while staying inside of her. He spread her out beneath him and held onto her throat as he drove himself into her. With each stroke he seemed to become harder and his breathing became shorter and more furious.
Lizzie couldn’t help but moan and scream with pleasure as he fucked her. She had been waiting for a moment like this her whole life, and now that it was happening, there was no way she was going to hold back. His dick was slick with her juices and it wasn’t until she was aware that he was about to cum that she realized he hadn’t worn a condom. She knew she could stop him, but she didn’t want to. She wanted him to fill her up with his seed.
Jake buried his head in her huge, juicy breasts and sucked on her nipples. Sweat dripped from his forehead and he grunted loudly as he thrust into her again and again. The bed was moving back and forth, slamming against the wall and Jake rose up on top of her sliding almost entirely out of her pussy before slowly powering into her again and exploding inside of her. He pumped his hot, powerful cum right into her. She felt every burst of it and it sent her over the edge as she took him into her.
She felt like she was standing on the edge of a cliff and had fallen over. She unraveled beneath him. Her heart pounding and her body shaking, she had the most intense and amazing orgasm of her life.
“Oh… God…” she whispered as she gripped him tightly.
Jake kissed her tenderly and pulled himself out of her, his dick still rock hard and throbbing.
“That was fucking unreal,” he panted before collapsing beside her and pulling her to him.
Lizzie breathed him all in... Now his scent was mixed with hers… Just like their DNA…
“Jake,” she whispered nervously, “I’m not on the pill.”
He turned to her and smiled before he kissed her again and stared into her eyes.
“Good,” he said seriously.
Her heart began to race again… Had she heard him right?
“I told you I was no good for you,” he said.
Lizzie nuzzled into him and let him wrap his huge arms around her. She felt so safe and protected, she never wanted to leave his side.
“I want you pregnant,” he broke the silence.
Lizzie opened her eyes and stared up at him. “What?”
“You heard me,” he said. “I want you to be pregnant. I want you to give me children.”
Lizzie’s mind was all over the place… This couldn’t be happening…
“I’m going to take care of you, Liz,” he said as he stared deeply into her eyes, “I tried to stay away and I couldn’t, now I’m never letting you go… You’re the one for me… I don’t need to fuck around for months dating you to figure that out… I know when I want something, and I take it.”
She bit her lip. No one had ever been so direct with her before, but she knew she liked it.
“Okay,” she agreed.
It was crazy. Insane. She had given herself to a biker… a criminal… and she was going to get pregnant from him. She already had his seed… it could be happening at that very moment.
Lizzie looked across the room and at all of her books and notes… She had been denying it for as long as she could remember: her heart wasn’t really in it. She could still stick it out and get her degree and have a family. She knew she was made for it, and now that she had Jake by her side, she felt unstoppable.
“You were wrong,” she whispered as she reached for Jake’s hand underneath the covers. “I don’t think you’re bad for me at all. I think you’re exactly what I need.”
Jake smiled at her and kissed her once more.
“Well,” he said with a smile, “We’re about to find out.”
THE END
What the Outlaw Takes
Samantha Leal
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1.
After all of this time, it was finally happening. Emma watched Dale pack his bags. He was tipping the drawers out onto the bed and sweeping his clothes inside them in big crumpled balls, refusing to look at her as he went. She had never wanted this to happen, but after two years of trying to make their relationship work, she knew now that she had to cut her losses and get out before it was too late.
“Dale,” she whispered. “Please, at least talk to me.”
“I’ve got nothing to say,” he hissed as he zipped up one bag and started on the other. “I get it, you don’t want to be with me and that’s fine. What else is there to say…?”
Emma sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at him. He was right, but she still deserved some closure. They had been in each other’s lives for such a long time and even though it would be futile, it seemed wrong to simply end everything without a proper discussion.
It hadn’t always been so bad between them. When they first met, Dale had been everything she thought she wanted in a man. He was handsome, together, well brought up, and he had ambition and was going places. But as the weeks, months and years passed, Emma grew to realize that just because someone is conventionally good on paper, it didn’t mean that those particular set of characteristics were right for her. Dale was dependable and safe, he was a sure thing…and even though his predictability had become tedious and boring, that hadn’t driven her away. For all of his good points, he had one major flaw and that was he was unprepared to give her the one thing she wanted most.
Even though it had terrified her to admit it, she finally did one night as she watched him sleeping and knew that she felt nothing…
She needed more.
She needed something exciting.
Dale zipped up the second bag and turned to look at her.
“Let’s not leave things like this,” she began. “I never meant to hurt you.”
Dale held up his hand to stop her from speaking.
“Let’s not do this,” he said. “I don’t want to hear any more of what you have to say.”
“But…”
“No,” he said as he slung both of the bags over his shoulder. “I knew this was going to happen one day. I was just kidding myself.”
“You never really wanted me either, admit it,” she said, standing up to face him and placing her hands on her hips.
She remembered back to their conversations, all of the nights they had talked about their dreams and aspirations. He knew how much Emma wanted children, but he always laughed it off like she was a fool for having that basic human desire. It was like Dale had never even entertained the idea, and the more she brought it up, the more he seemed to resist. After a year, she had almost given up talking about a baby altogether and that was when the love she had for him began to die. She knew what she wanted and he was never going to giv
e it to her.
“I just don’t want to be forced into something,” he said finally. “But maybe we never have been on the same page.”
The relief Emma felt when he admitted it was overwhelming. She sat back on the bed, flopped backwards and closed her eyes, exhaling and letting go of all of the negative energy. It was sad to part with a person who had been her whole world for over two years, but she had put her life on hold and it eventually ground to a halt. She couldn’t wait forever for something that was never going to happen.
“So I guess this is it?” Dale said from the doorway.
They had shared that room for over a year and slept side by side every night. They had cuddled together underneath the covers and watched old movies, they’d eaten tubs of ice cream and Dale had helped her pick outfits for nights out with her girlfriends. But it was also the place where he had on a countless number of occasions made her cry, made her feel like she wasn’t good enough for him and repeatedly refused to discuss their future. Emma knew that when it really came down to it, there was no deep emotion running under it all. They weren’t unbreakable, and she knew that she could live without him.
“Goodbye, Dale,” Emma said without even looking up.
He sighed and she heard his footsteps heading down the hallway before the slam of the front door. She was alone in the house for the first time in months, but she didn’t mind. She was about to completely restart her life, and this time, she was up for anything.
2.
“I can’t believe you actually did it,” Leanne said giddily as she poured Emma a refill on her coffee, as well as one for herself.
“No,” Emma sighed, “I can’t either...”
Emma had driven straight across town to see her best friend less than an hour after Dale left and now they were in the coffee house where Leanne worked on weekends. Emma had always liked the place; it was homey and welcoming, and if there was anywhere she had to be after a bad break-up, it would be there. She could sink back into the big, comfortable couches, turn off her cell phone and relax while enjoying some people watching. When Leanne was working, she didn’t have to worry about outstaying her welcome. The other staff barely seemed to notice her as she sat cradling her cappuccino and staring out the window as she watched the world go by.