Resistance

by K E Osborn

  Sundays. We head down awkwardly carrying everything, including our helmets as we make our way to the theater.

  We take our seats at the back and to the side. It’s a Tuesday night, so it’s pretty dead in here. There’s another couple in the middle of the theater, but other than that, the place is empty.

  We pull the armrest between us up so we can sit closer to each other, and I smile as he wraps his arm around me. I cuddle into his side, and we make small talk as the preshow previews roll on. Though, the entire time all I can think about is how my clit is still throbbing from that bike ride, and how nothing we talk about or anything I think about is dulling the damn ache. The fact he’s being a complete fucking gentleman right now is only making matters worse because he’s being so fucking perfect, he’s melting my heart. You wouldn’t even know this man beside me is the president of an MC by the way he’s acting tonight.

  The lights dim, the curtains open wider, and the movie starts. Torque and I stop talking as I face the screen to watch the movie. His arm tightens around me, and his hand drops around my neck as I rest my head on his shoulder. My hand moves to pause on his thigh. It’s all innocent enough, sweet even, until about a quarter of the way through the movie, when my clit is in overdrive and on comes the love scene in the movie.

  I tense up slightly as I watch the couple on the screen going at it like rabbits. My breathing’s becoming heavier as I try my hardest to keep it together, but every part of me is screaming for some kind of relief. I feel Torque tensing beside me as well, like he’s as affected by what’s on the screen, probably thinking about what it would be like for us to be together.

  I can’t contain myself anymore. My hand on his thigh moves without my permission. It slides up, slowly, but he doesn’t flinch or react to my movement as my hand slides over the prominent bulge in his pants. His cock is hard, and I chew on my bottom lip as I begin to slowly rub on top of his pants. He shifts slightly as if to give me approval, and it’s all I need as I try to be as quiet as I can and undo his buckle, then his button and zipper to pull out his cock. I can’t see in the darkness, but as I grab his dick in my hand, I know it’s freaking huge. It’s hard, long, and thick, and feels fucking perfect as I begin to stroke it up and down.

  He lets out a low hiss through his teeth as his arm around my shoulders moves so I can sit up higher, then his hand moves down and he begins to pull my skirt up.

  Yes!

  Moans echo through the theater, and as much as I wish I were able to let mine out from what I expect Torque is about to do to me, they’re coming from the movie, which is only heightening this moment. His hand runs up my thigh as I continue to stroke up and down on his cock. His fingers slide in between my legs as I part them just enough for him to gain access.

  Pulling my panties to the side, his finger doesn’t waste time as it heads straight for my clit. I let out a small whimper as I swallow hard trying to keep myself together. The jolt of pleasure flows through me. This is what I have needed all night. He circles on me, and it’s like a fucking burst of energy rushes through me. I’ve wanted this for so long it’s like I can barely stand it. It’s almost painful as he presses on me in an absolutely perfect way. I stoke him, he circles on me, and we work each other up together in blissful harmony at the back of the theater.

  We’re trying to keep quiet, but our breathing is both rushed and harsh as he circles on my clit making my entire body flame red hot. Watching the couple on the screen going at it, while having Torque playing with my clit and thinking about riding on the back of his Harley, is like a sensory overload which I’ve not experienced before. I’m so close to the edge. I never knew tonight was going to end up like this, but fuck, I’m glad it has.

  He flicks my clit as I stroke on him a little faster. He jolts slightly, letting me know he’s close, and I know I’m right on the precipice too. My body is riddled with goosebumps as it begins to shudder.

  The couple on screen reach their climax letting out deep throaty moans as I clench my eyes shut. My breath catches as the pressure builds inside of me. He circles on me once more, and it’s enough to send a waving inferno throughout my entire body. I shudder and shake, trying my hardest to keep quiet, all while trying to maintain my strokes on him. Flashes of light strobe behind my eyes, and my body quivers as I explode in an intense orgasm. I pull my lips in together tightly trying to ride out the storm, and not to let any noise out of my mouth as I come down from my high.

  I’m attempting to hold my focus as I keep up the pace on Torque. He tenses, his cock stiffens and jolts. So I think quick, my head bobs down, and I place my lips over his thick cock, the saltiness hitting me straightaway as he comes hard while letting out a heavy breath as he thrusts his cock forward, and it almost hits the back of my throat. His hand smooths through the back of my hair as I swallow.

  I take a moment to smooth up and down his cock taking in the feel of his thick, hard length. His hand grips my hair as I leisurely ease off him with a pop and slowly sit back up.

  As I glance at him, I smirk, but before I know what’s happening, Torque turns to me and pushes me against the chair, kissing me hard. I smile into his mouth and kiss him back. This is the furthest we’ve gone, and fuck if it wasn’t amazing. If he can do all that to me with just his finger, imagine what his tongue… hell, imagine what he’s like with that giant cock.

  He pulls back, and I can only just make out the cocky smile on his face in the darkness as he looks at me and whispers, “Fuck if that wasn’t the hottest thing I’ve ever done, foxy.” He puts his cock away, and then pulls down my skirt, taking my hand in his and grabs the popcorn and begins to eat it like nothing happened. I giggle to myself and go back to watching the movie feeling my body relax in a wave of relieved calmness.

  That’s what I’ve needed.

  Probably since the moment Torque ran into my store.

  The credits roll for the movie, the lights come up, and Torque glances to me, but for some reason, I feel embarrassed to look at him.

  He chuckles, grabbing my chin and turns me to look at him, swiftly planting a chaste kiss on my lips. “Don’t ever feel ashamed for feeling the need to have some pleasure, Heeley.”

  “I can’t believe I threw myself at you like that.”

  He laughs and looks to me. “I’m glad you did. I know I enjoyed myself.”

  “Me, too,” I say with a smile.

  “See, nothing to worry about…” he pauses, “… dinner?” Torque grabs his helmet and stands up.

  “Dinner,” I reiterate.

  Reaching around, I grab my helmet, and we walk out. Torque dumps our trash, and we head across to the attached café.

  HEELEY

  During dinner, we talked about all kinds of things. About his family, about my family. We just got to know each other. The chemistry clicked, and we hit it off in every sense of the word. Everything just feels right.

  Then he hit me with one sentence, and it threw me. “Would you like to come back to the clubhouse tonight?”

  At first, I was hesitant. The idea of going to the place where his fellow bikers are located scared the hell out of me. But I could tell by the look in his eyes it meant a lot to him, and hell, he’s really been trying tonight. So I gave in, and now we’re pulling inside a massive set of gates with my nerves shot to pieces.

  The roar of his engine dulls to nothing, and I take a deep breath and slide off his bike. Spinning, I take a look around. The compound is large, and the area is mainly concrete. There’s a huge building which is the clubhouse, I’m guessing. A row of bikes are lined up where we’ve parked, and down the back is a truck.

  Torque slides off, taking off his helmet. I follow suit, and we place them on his seat as he holds my hand, and we walk toward the entrance. He looks at me and smiles. “You’re okay, you’re with me. The brothers will be cool.”

  Nodding, I weakly smile and pull up my big girl panties. I showed Torque, Trax, and Lift sass when they showed up in my shop. I can do that here too.
Just because there’s more of them and it’s their turf, it shouldn’t faze me too much.

  Keep your balls, Heeley.

  We step up to a door that’s inset in a big roller door. It has a logo on it of a bike engine, and on either side of the engine is a skull with wings bursting out of the sides. It’s really tastefully done, and it makes me smile as we walk in, and I look around taking everything in. I thought there would be pictures of naked women, stripper poles, and, in general, man shit everywhere, but it’s actually nice in here. As you walk in, there’s seating directly in front and to the left. It’s almost like what I’d imagine kids have at summer camps—long wooden tables with wooden benches for seats. Then directly opposite that on the right-hand wall is a modern style bar, even set up with barstools.

  A single pool table is near the back and behind it is a giant set of cream double doors which are closed. Sporadic seating, bean bags, and other generic chairs are scattered around the entire area. The décor tasteful—not all boobs and naked women like I was totally expecting. I actually really like it.

  “Huh,” I murmur, and he glances at me with a smile.

  “Good huh, or bad huh?”

  “Good… I like it.”

  He smiles wide as a woman rushes over. Her boobs bouncing a little more than normal in her boob tube.

  “Hey! Glad you’re back, and you brought a friend. Can I get you guys anything?” she asks, and it surprised me how sweet she is.

  I guess I was expecting the women here to be—I don’t know—bitchy?

  “Hey, Ruby, I don’t know? Do you wanna drink, Heeley?” Torque asks walking me further into the area where I can see a few bikers sitting around. A couple of the brothers have women on their laps, but nothing too over-the-top is going on. And none of them seem to be looking at me strangely or sizing me up which, to be honest, I was fully expecting.

  I turn to look at Ruby and smile. “Umm… I could go something hot?”

  Torque chuckles leading us over toward the pool table.

  “Coffee?” Ruby asks.

  “Sure, that would be great. Thank you!”

  She nods and waves her hand through the air. “Oh, stop, it’s my pleasure. Torque you want one, too?”

  He purses his lips and shrugs. “Might have a beer.”

  “Sure thing, hon, coming right up.” She rushes off, and I smile as I raise my brow at him.

  “She’s nice.”

  He chuckles. “Yeah, she’s cool…” He completely changes the subject. “So, this is my digs. It’s late. Everyone’s probably headed off for a nap, but there’s still some stragglers around. Wanna meet some people?”

  Raising my brow, I grimace excitedly. “Okay, yeah, sure.”

  He grins grabbing my hand and walks with me over to a bunch of three men. Two of them have women on their laps, but I’ll make sure not to say anything about that. The other is slightly older than them, and he’s the one who’s grinning at me the most. I’m not sure if I find it calming or just plain creepy.

  Torque pulls me to his side, and I cuddle with him as they all look to us. “Brothers, I want you to meet, Heeley.” They all nod as he continues pointing from left to right. “Heeley… this is Sensei, Surge, and Ace.”

  I wave my hand taking them all in with a broad smile. It’s incredible the variety of people you get in a club. It’s almost like some sort of joke.

  An Asian, an old guy, and a surfer looking guy with a man bun walk into a biker club… I smirk at myself as I look at them. They couldn’t be more different if they tried. But I like that the club has diversity. It just goes to show how tolerant Torque’s brothers are.

  “Hi, guys, nice to meet you.”

  Surge is the one to make the first move. “I’ve been waiting a long time for Torque to bring a girl home.” All the guys laugh. “So trust me when I say, it’s a pleasure to meet you, Heeley.”

  Glancing to Torque, I see him trying to contain his smile, but failing. Surge meeting me, obviously means a lot to him.

  Apparently, I need to make a good impression on Surge—noted.

  “It’s so nice to meet you, too,” I reply as he places his hand out for me to shake. So I do. His hold is firm, and his calloused hands make me smile as he grips with a friendly warmth. “I’m guessing you’ve known Torque for a long time?”

  He smiles letting go of my hand and nods. “Oh, yes, he’s like a son to me.”

  I glance to Torque and smile as a look of comfort washes over his features. I smirk and turn back to Surge. “Well then, you’d have a lot of embarrassing stories to tell me about him?”

  Everyone bursts out laughing as Torque groans and wraps his arm around me as he shakes his head. “No, that’s not happening—”

  “Oh, I think I could rustle up a few tales from back in the day—”

  “Yes, I love this idea, Surge,” I blurt out.

  Torque pulls me tighter to his side in a gentle warning as I giggle to myself, and Surge winks at me.

  “Don’t worry, Heeley, I’ll find some time when Torque isn’t around to fill you in on all the gory details.”

  “This is not going to happen.”

  I raise my brow to Torque. “Oh, it’s happening!”

  Surge chuckles. “Well, I’m glad you brought her here, son. She’s certainly going to fit in around here.”

  Torque smiles so wide he looks like he’s going to burst. He almost looks speechless, so I blurt out the only thing I can think of to break the pause in conversation. “Well, I’m glad I could finally make it here. I’ve been begging Torque to bring me. But he was all… no, those brothers of mine will take you away from me. Blah, blah, blah. Bang his chest. Bullshit, bullshit. And I was like seriously, man, just take me there so I can party with these awesome guys.”

  Torque smirks and lets out a chuckle as the other guys all smile. “I don’t think that’s how it went down, but I’ll let you have that this time.”

  “You know I’m always going to win when it comes to us, Torque,” I tease, and Ace bursts out laughing.

  “She has you by the balls already. I like you, Heeley,” Ace chimes.

  “Shit, man, don’t make her head any bigger,” Torque defends making me laugh.

  I notice Surge sitting back watching us with a genuine smile.

  “I think you will fit in fine, Heeley. Torque needs a woman who can… keep him in line.” Sensei grins wide, and Torque scoffs shaking his head.

  “Hey, you’re supposed to be my best friend, my brother in arms, what’s this siding with the enemy bullshit, Sensei?” Torque asks, his arm possessively wrapping around my shoulders and pulling me to him.

  “I believe you might have your match met with this one, Torque… that is all I am saying.”

  I chuckle. “I’m right here, guys. And yes… he does have his game, set, and match right here with me. ‘Cause I will beat his ass any day.”

  Torque and the guys all laugh as I open my eyes wide at how that sounded.

  “I actually think he’d like an ass beating, though. He’s into that kind of thing… so I’m told,” Surge mocks.

  Torque flips him the bird.

  I like these guys instantly. The comradery they have with each other is pretty impressive. They’re like brothers all banded together to form a considerably large family.

  “Don’t listen to them, foxy. They’re all a bunch of assholes.” Torque chuckles, and the three of them smile wide.

  “But in all seriousness, it's terrific to see Torque bringing in a nice lady. I’m thrilled to meet you, Heeley. I hope to be seeing a lot more of you from now on,” Surge states honestly. I smile liking him more and more. He feels like a father figure, and I think that’s what he’d be to Torque. I’m not sure about what type of relationship they have quite yet, but I can sense they’re close. I look forward to hearing all about it when he’s ready.

  “In all honesty, I’m honored to be here. I feel like this is a privilege not too many people get. So thank you all for letting me into
your home.”

  “Shit, can I Old Lady her?” Ace blurts out with a cocky grin, and Torque groans.

  “No, you cannot. And for that statement alone, I’m taking her away from your needy ass to my room,” Torque replies while placing his hand on my lower back to direct me to walk away.

  “From one needy ass to another, hey, Heeley?” Ace calls out, and I giggle.

  “You don’t know the half of it. God this guy… he’s so attention seeking,” I call back.

  Torque groans while shaking his head as he bends down in front of me. “Right, that’s enough of this garbage.” He groans grabbing me by my waist and hoists me over his shoulder. I squeal as my face lands right in front of his ass, and his brothers chuckle as he slaps my ass hard making me jolt on top of him as he carries me off down the hall.

  “Goodnight guys, nice to meet you,” I call out lifting my head to look at them as I’m carried away, and I give them a wave while they all laugh. I notice Ruby walking over with my coffee and Torque’s beer, and I wince and mouth “sorry,” but she simply smiles as Torque leads me into his room and shuts the door behind him. He takes a few steps and then lets me down, sliding me down his body. I giggle as he drops my feet to the floor and takes a few steps back.

  Then it hits me.

  I’m in his room.

  Gnawing on my bottom lip, I take a look around. It’s nice. There’s a giant bed with some dark wood side tables. A vintage style dark wood desk sits at the back next to an opening which looks like it walks into a bathroom, but I can’t quite tell from here. There’s no artwork on the walls, but there are pictures of his family. And I smile liking the fact he has photos of his relatives on his walls rather than naked girls or motorbikes which I was fully expecting.

  He steps up to me wrapping his arms around my waist and pulls me to him. “There’s a lot going on in that head of yours.”

  I smile and look at him. “I’m just surprised, is all.”