I dropped my arms, “Noah. Did you hurt someone?”
“No. Nothing like that. I’m good now. I did go see Becky and Brandy last night at the Crow Bar. But left them there. I rode over to the clubhouse and pounded a few beers with some of my brothers. I realized that this thing I had with the girls was just that. A thing. I don’t feel anything for them. I guess I never really did. I didn’t want anything more than fucking because I felt that’s all I was good for. You don’t make me feel like I’m just a chick magnet. You make me feel like there’s more to me. You see that. You see me - Noah.”
And at that moment, I claimed Noah as mine. I pushed him with both hands, shoving his back against the wall. I jumped, grabbing the front of his tank and smashed my mouth over his. We both groaned as he seized my thighs, picking me up so they wrapped around his waist, and he carried me to the desk. When my ass landed on the desk, he stepped back and unzipped his jeans. I gathered my long dress, dragging it up slowly. His eyes roamed down to my bare calves and thighs as he fumbled with his jeans and boxers, yanking them down. His immense cock sprung free, bouncing against his muscled stomach. The V-shape of his hips was a beautiful sight. He was like the Greek Myth, Adonis in human form.
I spread my thighs for him. His hand wrenched my panties aside and his rock-hard manhood penetrated my eager wetness. My head fell back, and I cried out, gripping his broad shoulders, as he thrusted into me over and over again, his hips bucking roughly, slapping against me.
Noah growled and nibbled my earlobe, relentless as he drove his bold fullness inside me, “I’ve wanted to sink my cock deep inside you the moment I caught you in my arms Katrina.”
Exhilarating waves of pleasure rushed through my body as I clamped my teeth down onto his shoulder. My scream was muffled as I exploded with a lightening hot orgasm. “That’s it, come on my cock!”
My whole body spasmed as Noah continued to fuck me hard on that desk. I shoved him back, his cock glistening wet. I fell to my knees, and gripped his slick shaft, enclosing my lips around it.
He hissed, his hand seized the back of my head. I looked up at him, wearing my glasses. His head fell back, “Fuck!” he yelled.
I tasted my own femininity as I sucked as much of his cock into my mouth, stroking him at the same time. I felt his flesh harden even more and knew he was close to coming, but I kept tormenting him with my lips and tongue.
He fisted my hair, as my head bobbed, “I’m going to explode in that sweet mouth of your Kitten! Are you ready for it?”
“Mm Hmm” I hummed as I took most of him down my throat. My nails dug into his firm ass cheek as he clenched it. He growled and exploded in my mouth, squirting hot semen down my throat.
Noah leaned over me then, bracing his muscular arms on the desk. I rose and sat back on the edge of it. I pulled him down to lay on top of me. “You belong with me Noah.”
Magnet
Fucking Kat on that desk was the sexiest damn thing I’d ever done with a woman. And she wasn’t fucking the Chick Magnet, she was fucking me. Noah. I saw another side of Kat, the wild and wanton woman, as she looked up at me wearing those glasses, sucking my raging hard dick!
She called her mom letting her know she would be staying with me that night. She followed me back to my house and the moment we stepped inside, our hands and mouths were all over each other, stripping our clothes right in front of the door. I picked Kat up and she wrapped her soft thighs around my waist. She impaled her tight wet pussy on my hard cock until my balls smacked up against her ass. She clung to me, whimpering next to my ear.
“I’m gonna wreck that pretty little pussy of yours Kitten.” I carried her to my couch, laying her down. She spread her thighs for me as I made my way down her luscious squirming body to her pussy, “Now it’s my turn…”
She sucked in a breath when I blew over her swollen clit. I ran my firm tongue right up her soft wet heat and watched as she cried out, arching her back, her hard nipples begging for my attention.
She dug her fingers into my hair as she moaned, her hips gyrating in rhythm to my tongue tasting her sweetness. I started to tease her, planting little kisses up and down her pink pussy.
“Please Noah! Fuck me!”
That was all I needed to hear. I positioned myself over her, gripping the back of the couch. I sank into her, filling her up completely. Kat’s nails dug into my back, leaving scratch marks as I pumped into her, making her cry out as I thrusted deep and fast.
Moments later, Kat shoved me, and I landed on my back on the hard wood floor. She climbed on top and rode my cock. Our joining was rough and primal, like we were making up for lost time, our grunts and moans echoing though out my house.
We both collapsed on that floor, exhausted, my dick drained. I couldn’t remember the last time I felt so sedated. Endorphins spread through our bodies. We steadied our heavy breathing, our bodies covered in sweat. Kat fell asleep, her flushed rosy cheek rested on my chest. I couldn’t help but chuckle when I heard her soft little snores.
I grabbed a blanket off the couch and wrapped Kat in it and carried her to my bedroom so she could sleep on something softer than a wood floor. I dozed off too, keeping her soft little body close to me.
We both slept through the night. I quietly climbed out of bed before sunrise to get a shower in before I woke Kat up. But the moment I stood under the shower, she was there with me.
She grabbed the soap, “Let me wash you,” and began to lather my chest, my thighs and my cock and balls until I was standing to attention again.
I spun her around. She braced herself, planting her hands against the tiled wall. I seized her hips, nudging the head of my cock right against her wet pussy and nipped at her neck, “You want more huh?”
“Yes!”
I slammed into her warm softness and fucked her hard once again, as the steam from the shower clouded up the bathroom mirror.
I parked my truck at the job site a bit late, taking my sweet time with Kat in the shower.
“Did you hit the snooze button too many times? Or did your girlfriends make you late?” Ted, my dad, leaned against the bed of his truck, a large cup of coffee in hand, shaking his head.
I grabbed the hard hat and climbed out of my truck. I still needed to lace up my work boots, “Sorry Pops.”
“Aren’t those girlfriends a bit too high maintenance son? Why don’t you find yourself a nice girl to date? Someone you can bring over to the house for your mom and me to meet?”
I knelt down, lacing up my boots, “Yeah. Well I’m not seeing Brandy and Becky anymore.”
“Glad to hear it son. They seemed nice, but you should think about settling down with one woman.”
“That’s what I need to talk to you about Pops. I met this girl. She’s a good friend of the club. She’s part of it, actually. She’s different than most girls I’ve banged - I mean dated. I have this connection with her. And to be honest, it scares me a bit.”
“You love this girl?”
I looked away from him. “Not sure. It probably won’t last anyway. Maybe a few more months. Once she finds out how much of an illiterate man-whore that I am- “
Dad stepped toward me, slapping a hand on my shoulder, “Son, you’re a good man. You could be a world class genius like Albert Einstein. But all the smarts in the world won’t give you happiness. Sounds like this girl is someone special to you.”
I looked down, “Yeah. She’s special.”
Dad thumped the top of my hard hat “Well, what’s her name?”
“Katrina. Kat.”
“Then bring Kat over sometime. I’m sure me and your mom would like her.”
“Fuck!” Brandy’s car was parked out front of my townhouse when I pulled up in the driveway, and I knew full well they were inside. I’d made the stupid mistake months ago of giving them a key. I walked in the front door to see both of them on my couch, legs crossed, arms crossed. This wasn’t going to be good, but I knew it had to be done. End this thing, whatever the fuck this thing
was.
“Not doing this anymore. It’s over. You have five minutes to get your stuff and leave. I’m replacing the locks so that key won’t do you any good after today.”
Becky was off the couch. I was quicker, grabbing her arm as she swung back to slap me right across the face. Her eyes bore into mine. I shook my head slowly, “Not gonna happen sweetheart. Now get your shit and get the fuck out of my house.”
She yanked out of my grasp and rushed past me and out the door. Brandy was close behind and spit, right in my face. I slammed the door behind her so hard something cracked.
Kat
I was prepared for my mother’s inquisition as I pulled up in front of my house the morning after I was with Noah. She was sitting on the couch, in her pink bath robe, fidgeting, her knee bobbing over her other leg.
“I’m fine, mom.”
She looked down at my dress, “Well I hope so, because the way you’re wearing that dress tells me something different!”
I looked down. My dress was inside out and on backwards, the tag staring back up at me. Warmth spread up my neck to my cheeks, to a full-on blush.
I didn’t know what to say. I was speechless and embarrassed in front of my own mother. I jumped when she slapped her thigh and laughed, “Oh Katrina. The look on your face! Priceless!”
My blush suddenly disappeared, and I held my stomach as I laughed along with her. She didn’t rake me over the coals about staying the night with Noah. I was a grown woman, and she liked him. He was the first person she called the day that Stuart attacked me. And she knew I was safe with him.
I collapsed onto the couch next to her and let out a deep sigh, my body feeling like I had worked out at the gym for two hours. “I’m in love with Noah, mom.”
“I know, sweetie. I could see it when you kept batting your eyes at him at the cookout.”
“It scares me sometimes because I told him that I loved him. I didn’t expect him to say it back but when he didn’t, it hurt.”
Mom pulled me close to her and cuddled me, “I’m sure he does love you, Kat. Give him time. It takes men a bit longer than us women to realize it. I see how he looks at you, and how he held you right here on this couch. And I loved watching him knock Stuart’s lights out after what he’d done to you -”
A knock came at the door. Mom went to the front window and pulled the curtain back to see who it was. “It’s Brett and Sean… A moving truck just pulled up in front of their house. I’ll tell them to go away if you want me to hon.”
“No. It’s ok.” I came to stand behind her as she opened the door. Sean and Brett smiled, their hands shoved in their khaki shorts.
Sean was the first to say something, “Hi Mrs. Stevenson, Kat… We just wanted to apologize for what Stuart had done to you… Me and Brett got him taken off the lease and kicked his ass out of the house.” He nodded toward the moving truck. “He’s gone, and that truck is hauling his crap out of the house. You won’t ever see him in this neighborhood again.”
My throat tightened as I choked back tears. “Thank you, Sean. Brett.”
“If you want to press charges on him for assault, or if there is anything you need us to do, just ask.”
I shook my head. “Thanks. I’m ok.”
Brett was the quiet one, but he spoke up then, “Have a good day, Kat, Mrs. Stevenson.” They turned and walked back across the street while two men carried a couch up the ramp onto the moving truck.
I walked on clouds the next few weeks, spending my evenings with Noah at his place, and taking on more responsibility at the bookstore now that Will wanted me to manage it mostly by myself. He knew he could count on me, plus Sam was such a great help, taking on more responsibility as well. I even put a ‘Help Wanted’ ad online and posted a sign in front of the store.
Noah met with his tutor, Jackie, a few times during the week. She was patient and understanding, and I was so happy for him. The only people who knew about his tutor were me and his parents. He still felt too embarrassed to tell any of his club brothers, not that they would tease or be cruel to him. It was his pride, and I could understand that. We kept this little secret to ourselves, which made our bond even stronger.
I spent my evenings with Noah, either at his house or he would come over and take me and Mom out for a bite to eat. We’d watch a movie together and my love for Noah grew stronger when he included Mom in on our activities. When I spent nights at Noah’s, all we did was have lots of sex like two horny teenagers! I teased him one night playing hard to get, so he’d chase me around his house. He was bigger and faster than me, I’d fake being disappointed when he caught me. He threw me over his shoulder, spanked my ass, and carried me to his bed to ravish me. Sometimes we didn’t even make it to his bed, doing it on the stairs, in the kitchen, even in his laundry room!
It was Saturday night, and Sam worked with me until close. James and Noah were riding their bikes over to pick us up on their way to the clubhouse. I leaned my hip against the front counter and stared off into space, remembering nearly a year ago how I met Sam, here in the store when she came in to apply for the job.
“You look so happy Kat! You’re even glowing!” Sam woke me back to the present.
I smiled “Yeah, I’m happy. I was thinking about that day you came in here to apply for the job. And how scary James seemed to me the first time I met him.” I laughed, “that big, burly caveman biker with tattoos and a beard treating you like you were the most precious being that ever walked on this planet… And you told me there were bad bikers and good bikers… Do you remember, Sam?”
She smiled “Yes I do. And how you called James when Sid took me. You helped save my life, Kat.” She wrapped her arms around me and squeezed tightly as we both started to cry.
“I was so afraid for you, Sam. I don’t know what I would have done if something happened to you…. And what it would have done to James. And the whole club.”
Sam wiped away tears and laughed, “And I remember the look on your face the very first time you saw Noah, the Chick Magnet. I thought I was going to have to pick your jaw up off the ground for sure!”
Just then we heard the loud rumble of pipes and turned to the store front window as James and Noah pulled in on their bikes. I had to squeeze my thighs together (like I had done many times before) at the sight of him on his yellow chopper, next to James on his black Harley. They both wore their club vests, displaying their center patch: a grinning skull wearing a Viking helmet above two crossed battle axes. Anyone else would have seen them as intimidating, unapproachable, menacing even. But to me and Sam, they looked hot as hell!
We both squealed like teenagers, locked up the store and hurried out. They both revved their throttles a few times, making all kinds of loud racket in the quiet parking lot.
Noah patted the back-fender pad, “Hop on, Kitten. You’re gonna get rode hard and put away wet tonight!”
I grabbed the helmet off the backrest, strapping it on, “Not if I ride you first!” I started to sound like a biker chick!
James led, and Noah rode staggered close behind. I clung to him tightly, squeezing his hips with my thighs. His hand came around, grasping my thigh and squeezed back. I was looking forward to hanging with his club and all my girls in the Chaos Coven that night, but I also couldn’t wait to be alone with Noah so we could fuck each other’s brains out!
Most of the club had just arrived when we pulled into the lot. Everyone was there, Gunner and Fiona, Skully and Tanya, the President, Rocky, with his wife Madge, the matriarch of the Chaos Coven.
Spider was there too, and he pulled me in for a friendly hug, then with a handsome grin he whispered, “Remember, you ever want to make Magnet jealous again, just let me know babe.”
I snickered, winking at him, “I’ll hold you to that, Spider”.
Later that night, the Coven did a round of shots at the bar, all of us girls were getting a bit tipsy. Fiona wobbled a bit to the jukebox, picking out some sexy rock songs that we could all dance to. Sam told me that
Fiona taught her some erotic dance moves so she could surprise James and boy, did she! Apparently, James made her walk funny for a week!
Wez showed up later in the night, goading Spider into playing a few games of pool. Magnet and Skully both chuckled, telling me that Wez is terrible at playing pool and would get his ass handed to him, since Spider was one of the best players in the club, including Gunner.
As we all stood around at the bar, Noah caged me in between his muscular arms. Every once in a while, he would rub himself up against my rear, and I would wiggle back, which just got me all excited and wet. And my heart felt like it had wings as he’d bend down and nuzzle my neck, showing me affection in front of his club.
The night would have been perfect if it hadn’t been for what happened next. Because that’s when Becky and Brandy stormed into the clubhouse.
Madge moved to stand in front of me and Noah, “Oh, hell no! Get your nasty fake asses out of this clubhouse!”
Becky was brave enough to wave her hand in front of Madge.
But then Noah was there and towered over her, “No Becky. You disrespect me? My club? My tribe? Get the fuck out – the both of you!”
Becky stared daggers pointing at me, “He’ll get bored with you quick slut!”
“Hey!” she gasped as Noah gripped her arm. “Don’t ever disrespect Kat again. Kat has more heart, brains and beauty than the both of you put together. Now get the fuck out!” Noah growled, an inch from her face, his other hand fisted at his side.
A slow clap erupted from everyone, then high pitched whistles, and hooting and hollering as the two B’s turned and stormed out of the clubhouse.
Wez walked up and slapped Noah’s shoulder, grasping it, and chuckled. “Well done, brother. About time you kicked those fake ass bitches to the fucking curbside!”
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