The Baby Bump_Black Knights MC

by Sophia Gray

  When I get to the door, it’s just whispering shut. I notice that it’s the ladies' washroom, but there’s a lock on the door. It won’t be hard to keep people out. The door gives way when I push it and step inside. Once it swings shut, I turn around and deadbolt it; no one’s getting in here unless they have a key.

  I feel hands crawling up my back and turn around. Kristel is looking up at me, and her lips are parted in the perfect pout. All I want to do is lean down and kiss her. She scrapes her nails along my neck, and goosebumps rise in their wake. I lower my head and tilt my ear toward her. When she wraps her mouth around the lobe of my ear, I close my eyes and sigh. It’s been a while since I had a good quickie, and this woman is gorgeous. My hands glide down her sides to the hem of her shirt, but she steps away from me.

  “Something wrong?” There’s a huskiness to my voice now. It’s not as smooth as it was back by the bar.

  She shakes her head, and when she does those blonde tresses float as though they’re alive. I want to reach out and tangle my fingers in them, but the way she’s pulling up her shirt has me rooted to the spot. She stretches her torso up and pulls on the bottom of her shirt. In a beautiful flourish, it’s off her body and flying toward the sinks. When I see that hot, flat abdomen and those perky breasts I can’t stop myself from stalking toward her. I need her and I need her now.

  Chapter Four

  Kristel

  He’s the hottest guy I’ve ever seen. The way he stalks into the bathroom after me almost has my knees buckling underneath me, but I can’t show any weakness now. I’m in too deep. My breaths come in slow, deep pants, and I reach for him as he turns his back to me; he locks the door. When he turns to face me and reaches for me, I give him a grin and step back. My hands are almost on autopilot as they pull my shirt off, and I make sure to tighten my stomach and push my breasts out toward him. He’s got this hungry look when he steps toward me, and I know there’s no going back from this. I have nowhere to go.

  When his mouth latches itself to mine, I whimper and melt into his body. I grip his hair and hold tight as my hips grind into his own. The exhilaration that fills me has me breathless. “Andre,” I moan.

  His hands are all over me. They’re in my hair and down my back. I feel them slide down my spine and grip my ass. When they lift me up, I gasp in surprise and wrap my thighs around his hips. An involuntary squeak almost feels unnatural as he pushes me back against the bathroom wall and pins me there with his body. Until now, I haven’t realized how massive he is; I feel so tiny and powerless in comparison, and it sends a thrill through me.

  “My god, you’re so hot.” I whisper the words into his ear and tug at the lobe with my teeth.

  He grips my jaw in a huge hand and turns my face, almost forcing me to kiss him. I whimper a second time, and our tongues meet. They tangle and clash, and I challenge him for dominance. I don’t expect to win, but I want to keep him on his toes. I want him to stay interested in me. Breathless, I feel those large hands pulling down my jeans and my underwear. I don’t help him at all, too busy as I slide my hands under his shirt and over his abdomen. He has abs that make me want him even more. All I want to do now is kiss them until my mouth is numb.

  I don’t even notice when he unbuckles his belt and pushes down his pants until he’s guiding one of my hands to his cock. A moan parts my lips, muffled by our kiss, and I shove my tongue in deeper. My body aches for him, and all I can think about is how badly I want him inside me.

  My hand strokes from the head of his member down to the base, and I feel him shudder. I do it again, but this time I reach down further and give his balls a squeeze. He moans and breaks the kiss. His teeth dig into the side of my neck, and I tilt my head away to give him more access. His hands are all over my chest, and they seamlessly unclip my bra. It falls away from my breasts, and before I can think about how cool the air feels on my nipples, his mouth is on them. I gasp sharply and stroke his cock faster. He’s driving me crazy with the way his tongue wiggles over my nipples, one after the other.

  “Andre… yes…” My thighs squeeze with more strength around him, and I guide his member to my feminine core. I can feel that I’m hot and wet, and the smell of our sex permeates through the small bathroom. He responds immediately as soon as he feels himself at my entrance. When he slams into me, I can barely suppress the scream of surprise. I had no idea he was so huge! For a few seconds, all I can feel is a sharp, uncomfortable pain, and my whole body tenses. He grabs me by the jaw again, and his mouth takes mine. There’s no sympathy from him as he thrusts me hard against the wall. Adrenaline rushes through my body as the ache gives way to pleasure. His fingers are flicking and stroking my clit, and I cry out in pleasure. His mouth darts down to my nipples and sucks on my breasts, and I climax quickly. This time I can’t stop the scream, but he’s not slowing down. He pounds me faster and with more force, and my mouth feels bruised from his rough kisses.

  He’s so big and so hard inside me that I can feel him throb with each thrust. I try to squeeze and tease him with my vaginal walls, and I grab him by the chin and kiss him. It’s my turn to try and take control, even if it’s just for a moment. I grip him by the balls again, and I feel him almost buckle against the wall. He moans, too, and I tangle tongues with him, my hand giving those hot sacks a nice, long massage.

  “Kristel…” I barely hear him through our kiss, but I swear he calls my name. My heart pounds in excitement, and I start to roll his balls between my fingers. He growls and nearly buckles again, and I giggle against his mouth. From the depths of his chest comes another growl, and he bites down on my bottom lip viciously enough to draw blood; I can taste it on my tongue. Rather than feel afraid, I feel strong and powerful. This man followed me into the bathroom; I lured him here, and now all of his attention is on me. He even, if I heard him correctly, said my name.

  There’s something different about the way he pumps into me after that growl. It’s like he’s lost what control he had. I look at him, and his eyes are glazed and focused. There’s something primal in them, and for the umpteenth time I feel very small compared to him. With the way he’s got me pinned to the wall, I know I’m not going anywhere, but I give him a struggle anyway. He holds me tighter, and I feel yet another thrill. My arms wrap around the back of his neck and hold him tight. All I can do now is hang on for the ride and hope I survive it. He grunts and growls, and when he breaks the kiss to sink his teeth into my neck, I hear him snarl. I moan his name and dig my fingers into the back of his neck and his shoulders. My nails are biting through his skin, leaving marks, but he doesn’t seem to care. His teeth hurt me when they dig in, and I hiss with the sensation. Those marks, I know, will be there for days. He sucks on them, too, and the ache along with the sting somehow just makes me even hotter for him.

  Another orgasm rolls through me, and I scream again. This time, though, half of it gets cut off when he wraps a hand around my mouth and presses my head back against the wall. He’s not rough about it, and I feel strangely safe given that he’s a complete stranger.

  “Ugh, that feels good.” I try, and mostly succeed, to speak through his hand. My body is so wrapped up around him that I feel like I’m floating.

  The wall behind me begins to shake and tremble with the force of Andre’s body, and within moments I feel the rush of his seed as it fills me from the inside. Even though his hand is still wrapped around my mouth, I scream and thrash against the wall, and my fingers clench for dear life around his neck. He roars like a beast, and if the entire Black Knightsbar doesn’t hearthat, then they’re all deaf. I whisper his name over and over again. One of my hands gently pulls his hand away from my mouth so that I can take his face and kiss him. He’s panting hungrily, and I can still hear the growls that roll out of his chest. They sound so sexy; they make me shiver with need.

  He slows gradually, but I continue to hang onto him. I kiss him over and over again, and he returns those kisses with an enthusiasm that fills me with joy. My mind is so full of Andre
that I can barely concentrate on anything else, but as the glow of what just happened begins to leave me, I think about what my parents would be thinking if they knew what I was up to. A soft giggle drifts from my lips, and I bite gently on his bottom lip.

  “You… are absolutely amazing. You made me feel so… needed.” I kiss him again, slowly this time. “The power in your muscles. The way you pinned me to the wall. I had no control at all.” I feel in awe, and I know it’s bleeding through into my words; I can’t make the feelings stop.

  He smirks and kisses the tip of my nose. His hands glide along my sides, then support me as he steps away from the wall. “You weren’t supposed to have any control, darling. But you asked for it, remember?”

  “I remember,” I glance down toward the floor and slide away from him. There’s an emptiness that accompanies the loss of his cock, and my fingers clench around his biceps to keep him close. “What are you doing later tonight?” At this point, it’s impossible not to sound needy; I want him to fuck me again.

  “I guess we’ll see.” He steps away from me and buckles his pants and his belt. “But right now, you and I need to get back out there so I can give you a rundown of what you’ve gotten yourself into. You did just join a biker gang after all.” I sense a playful note in his voice, and I let out a giggle.

  “If it involves this, then I think I’ll need a lot of ‘run downs’. I can be very forgetful you know.”

  “Yeah?” He gives me a smile that takes my breath away and hands me my shirt. “The boys are already looking at you like you’re their next meal. You don’t need to tempt them more by walking out there in a bra that’s not even done up.”

  “And who’s fault is that?” Despite myself, I feel a flush in my cheeks. As I smile and chew on my bottom lip, I glance at him sideways and do up my bra. I pull my shirt on next before I go to the mirror. Turning on the cold water, I splash my face and fluff up my hair. No matter what I do, I still feel like a mess; but my body thrums with arousal. When I straighten and turn to look at Andre, he’s gone. The door is swinging back and forth, slowly moving less and less until it stops. I stare at it for a few seconds, unable to believe he just walked out. “Really?Asshole.”

  My mood plummets, and I quickly run my fingers through my hair as I push out the door. “Hey!” When I look around the bar, I stare in confusion; Andre is gone.

  Chapter Five

  Andre

  Two Days Later

  I’m sitting next to Grant when the front door opens. Kristel walks through, and her gaze darts over to me. It narrows for a moment before she walks quickly in my direction. There’s a sway in her hips and her shoulders are tense. I can tell just from here that she’s upset.

  “What the hell, Andre?”

  “What the what?” I sit up and draw in a puff of my cigarette. Seconds later, I exhale it through my nostrils.

  “You just left. After…” She pauses and glances to Grant and the six other men in the place who are watching her. “After a few days ago. When I was here. And you told me I could join up.” There’s something far less confident and a lot more awkward about the way she’s talking now.

  “It was a good time, but I still had things to do.” I draw in another lungful of smoke and tilt my head. When I release it this time, it’s straight at her face.

  A hard pout curves her mouth down, and she almost looks ready to stomp one of her feet. “You are so damn full of it, you know that? I don’t know how you managed to become the leader of this group with the manners youdon’t have.”

  I snort softly, then let out a laugh. It’s a deep one born from my belly, and it rings throughout the whole bar. “Aren’t you just the most adorable thing?” As I speak, smoke billows from my lips. “Listen, I’m gonna get Will to train you into the gang. He’s the best lieutenant I’ve got, and he’ll be able to get you running with the rest of us in no time.”

  Her arms fold across her chest, and her jaw works back and forth. “Will. He’s the one who had fun with my best friend, right?” Both of her eyebrows lift, and she doesn’t look impressed.

  “It’s possible. Listen.” I can feel the heat building between my thighs. She’s just so damn gorgeous when she’s mad like this. “Are you serious about joining Black Knights or not? Because there are a lot of people who would love to be in your position right now. But if you’re just gonna stand around and whine, because I left the bathroom without you after we fucked, then I dunno.” I shrug and tilt my head.

  The whole room goes silent, and I hear a few of the guys cackle with laughter. Kristel swallows hard and rolls back her shoulders. She clenches her fists, and I’ve got to admit she’s a whole lot tougher than she looks. She’s all of 5’5” and 120 pounds soaking wet, but a room full of criminals just riles her up. It’s refreshing and arousing, and I shift toward her before I stand up. My arms fold across my chest, and I look right into her blue eyes. Even though I don’t say anything, I make sure she can see the challenge in my own gaze.

  “Fine.” She huffs and tilts up her chin. “But you’re still an ass.”

  “I’m told it’s like my middle name.” I give her a smug smile and wiggle my tongue at her.

  “You ruined a perfectly good night.” Her voice is less convincing than it was as she gives my chest a shove.

  “You think so? Sure I didn’t make it? It’s been a long time since I’ve heard any woman scream the way you did.” I bite gently on my bottom lip and lower my gaze to her mouth. There’s a smile edging across her lips, but I can tell she’s in a battle to keep it at bay.

  She hefts a sigh and plays with one of the buttons on my shirt. “You’re like a big puppy.” Her mouth is nearly on my own, but she keeps some distance between us. “Which makes it so hard to stay mad at you.”

  “All right, love birds, it’s time to get to work.” Will sweeps out from around the bar and slaps a hand playfully next to mine. “Big boss, you probably have a few essentials to discuss with Grant boy here, and I… have a date with the blonde beauty. Isn’t that right, Kristel?”

  I roll my eyes and let out a chuckle. “So am I the big boss or are you? You’ve got me all confused.”

  Will sticks his tongue out at me and wrinkles his nose before he turns to Kristel. “Ready? I’m gonna take you downstairs where we can talk about some of the rules, what you want out of being here, things like that. You up for it?”

  Kristel gives me a glance and pushes some hair behind one of her ears. The smile she’s wearing is absolutely breathtaking, and I have to either kiss her or look away; I choose to look away. My focus turns to Grant and the shots he’s got on the bar, but I swear I can feel her gaze against the back of my neck. She doesn’t say anything else that I can hear, but I do listen as her footsteps pad quietly toward the stairs. Once she’s out of earshot, I huff out a breath.

  “Dude… you’ve got some big problems.” Grant is staring at me like he’s worried.

  “Huh?” I blink and narrow my eyes on him. “What kind of problems?”

  He snorts and takes back one of the shots. “Actually, there’s just one problem. And her name is Kristel.”

  “What are you talking about?”

  “Would I be right if I told you that you haven’t stopped thinking about that girl since the first time you met her two days ago?”

  I hesitate. One of my hands lifts a shot, but I stare into the alcoholic depths instead of drinking it. It’s not like I take women home with me all the time. I’m a pretty picky guy, but when I find someone I like, I usually go back at least once or twice. As I justify everything in my mind, I give Grant a shrug. “So what? She’s hot, and she wasn’t a bad fuck. I had an itch, I scratched it. Period.”

  “No…” He shakes a finger at me. “It’s not the end. You’re still itchy, aren’t you? You still want to take her into whatever room you can and fuck her brains out, don’t you?” That finger of his gets closer. “I’ve known you for a long-ass time, Andre, and the only woman you’ve ever bedded twice was Patty
. Since she got killed, you’ve been avoiding commitment like it’s the cops. So, don’t try and brush this off like it’s nothing. I’m not stupid. I’m not even drunk yet, either.”

  A frown tugs at the corners of my mouth, and a sigh follows soon after. As much as I hate to admit it, I think Grant has a point. “Why are you always so damn right all the time? And so logical? It’s ridiculous.”

  “Why are you acting like such a girl?” Grant grins at me and pushes a shot in my direction. “Here, this should help settle your nerves and clear your head. If we’re lucky, it will chase away all thoughts of Kristel, too.” He pauses and looks thoughtful. “Actually, scratch that last. I think you’re doomed.”

  “You better hope you’re wrong.” I sigh and take back the shot. “Because I hate it when you’re right. It happens way too often.” As I set the shot glass down, I eye him sideways.

  “That’s because you’re way too obvious.” He chuckles and pushes another shot my way. “There’s another way you could look at all of this, though?” Grant shrugs. “Everyone else wants her, too. You could just tell yourself you’re keeping her safe from the masses.”