“Fast and quick,” she says breathlessly. I use the drop of cum at the head of my dick to add to her lubrication, I insert the head of my cock inside of her and feel her body tense. I take my thumb and make circular motions on her clit and apply a little pressure, she wraps her legs around my hips and I move a little further inside of her. I rock my hips back and forth putting myself a little further inside of her. I lean down and wrap my lips around one of her nipples causing her to moan. “Yes, please,” she cries out.
It’s now or never and the latter isn’t an option, so I slam inside of her and lay my body over hers waiting for her to grow accustomed to my size. She’s so tight that my eyes cross while I wait for her body to be ready to accept what comes next. I feel her relax and her small whimpers of pain subside, and she pulls me closer to her. “Now, please move now, I’m alright.”
“Only if you’re sure,” I say through gritted teeth.
“I’m completely sure, please move.” I grab one of her legs and move it closer to her head for a deeper angle, she lets out a moan of pleasure as I get deep inside of her. I let out my own moan of appreciation then my hips take on a life of their own and I start making love to someone for the first time in my life. I slowly rock back and forth—the friction is growing with my every movement.
“Fuck me, beautiful, you feel so good gripping my cock in your pussy.”
“Mmmm…faster, please more.”
Giving into her demands isn’t a hardship seeing as it’s taking everything I have to move slow and steady. I pick up the rhythm and slam myself into her with every downward thrust. Faster and harder I move my hips until I can feel the pressure in my balls and feel a tingling sensation at the base of my hips, a sure sign that I’m fixing to blow my load, but she needs to get there before I do. I use more pressure with my thumb and go faster wanting to help her reach her own orgasm. Just as I’ve about given up that she will reach her peak she wails out and clamps down on me.
“Yes!” she screams out as I call out her name and it takes everything I have not to flop down on her. I lay down and put my arms around her and roll us on our sides facing each other. “Can we do that again?” she asks me, and I can’t help the rumble of laughter as it leaves me.
“Yeah, beautiful, we can do that again, just give me a minute to recover,” I answer with a smile on my face. Oh yeah, this is going to be an adventure of a lifetime.
Four
Lizzie
We have sex two more times before my body is fully satisfied and satiated. I’m nearly asleep when I hear him come back into the room from the bathroom, saying, “Beautiful, come on I ran you a bath, you’re gonna need it to help with the soreness.”
“Don’t want to move.”
“You don’t have to, I’ll carry you.” With the last word spoken I feel my body lifted up from the bed. Not wanting to fall I immediately put my arms around his neck and hold on for dear life. No one has carried me anywhere since before I learned how to walk.
“Justice, put me down, I’m too heavy, we’re going to fall,” I squeal out.
“You’re light as a feather, beautiful, no way I’d ever let you fall. If you’re in my arms you’re safe from anythin’ bad coming your way.” I adore the way he sometimes misses the ‘g’ and ‘s’ at the ends of his words. They make his way of speaking something I’ll never forget, he’s not proper and it turns me on to no end.
“You’re just saying that because you’re so muscly.”
“Damn you’re so fuckin’ cute…muscly, didn’t even know that was a word until now.”
“It’s not, I made it up, but it describes you perfectly. My muscle man, don’t you think it’s the perfect word for your body?” I ask him curious to hear what he’ll say.
“Hot, sizzlin’, fuck worthy, those are a few of the words I’d personally use,” he teases me.
“I like this.”
“Like what beautiful?”
“This sexy, funny banter we have going on…tell me we’ll always have that.”
“We will, beautiful, always and forever. We may get mad at each other sometimes, say something that will hurt the other’s feelin’s or do something extremely stupid…I expect that more from me than you by the way, but we will always make up and we will forever have our fun times. The good will always outweigh the bad, I’ll make sure of it.” I look into his eyes and let him know with my look how much his words mean to me.
“The good times and the bad times, they will all counter each other, I’ve never had a relationship before, Justice, but I will give it everything I’ve got. That’s a promise I will make to you and I am nothing if not a woman of her word.”
“Same here, beautiful, except I’m a man of my word. I will disappoint you sometimes, but I promise it will never be intentional. I also have never been in a relationship, so this will be a learning process for both of us.”
“I can work with that,” I inform him truthfully, because you can’t expect someone to give more than what they have inside of them to share. I don’t expect anything less than, or more than we have to share.
I wake up the next morning and stretch out my sore limbs. Thank goodness for Justice’s forethought to get me in the tub. I notice the bed beside me is empty, I’m disappointed but can’t help but think back to our bath. He washed me, caressed me and took such good care of me—heart, body and soul. No one has ever tended to me the way that he did, and it makes me wonder if it was a onetime deal, or if I’ll be privileged to get that kind of treatment on a regular basis. I look over as I hear the door open to our room and notice he has his hands full with a tray of food. The first thing to hit my senses is coffee, the nectar of the Gods.
“I was trying to get back before you woke up, beautiful,” he says to me as he sets the tray down on the bed next to me and climbs in to join me. First thing I do is head for the coffee, I add my sugar and creamer and with my first sip I moan out my enjoyment. There is nothing like waking up with a fresh brewed cup of godliness, I look over and see that Justice’s eyes are glazed over with lust.
“What?” I ask in between sips.
“You keep making sounds like that, beautiful, and our breakfast will be cold before we ever even touch it.”
“Ummm…okay, what noises?”
“The noises you make when I’m deep inside your delicious body.” With those words I can’t help but rub my thighs together. “Eat,” he tells me, “I don’t want you eating a cold breakfast, I have plans today and at the end of it, when we come back to the room, I want you famished, but for something other than food.” I feel a flood in my panties as my body instantly reacts to his words.
“Are you planning on feeding me all day long, Justice?”
“Among other things, beautiful.” Cue my nipples going rock hard, joining the leak in my lower region. Fuck me, how am I supposed to make it a whole day when he says things like this to me?
“What are we doing today?”
“It’s a surprise…eat up, we have a long day of fun and adventure waiting on us.” Not wanting to look like a pig eating from their trough in my rush to see what he has planned, I force myself to take my time and chew everything that enters my mouth thoroughly.
Once I’m dressed and we get on the bike and head out of town, I’m pleasantly surprised at how at home I feel sitting behind him and enjoying the wind on my face. When we pull into our first stop of the day, I’m surprised at where he’s taken me. We’re at a custom bike shop and I see apparel in the window. This place is huge, and I know it’s not a chain, because I’ve never heard of them before.
“What are we doing here?”
“Need to make sure you have everything that will keep you safe on the back of my bike, beautiful.”
“But I already have a helmet.”
“That’s not enough, you need leathers, riding boots and whatever else I feel like buying for my beautiful wife while we’re here.” Well, okay then, how can I turn him down? He looks so cute and excited to get me things. H
e’s bouncing around like a kid in the candy store waiting on me, I grab his extended hand and let him lead me from the parking lot. He opens the door for me and as we enter he places his hand at my lower back and follows closely behind me. I don’t know if he’s staking a claim on me, or if he’s just wanting to have his hands on me at all times. We look around the store for a few minutes before a salesman joins us.
“Justice my man, it’s good to see you again, it’s been awhile.”
“That it has, Hunter, good to see you too. Let me introduce you to my wife, Lizzie.”
“Nice to meet you, ma’am.”
“Nice to meet you too, and please call me Lizzie.” He reaches out to shake my hand and Justice lets out a low growl. I look back at him in shock, I’ve never heard that sound from another human being in my life.
“I don’t like another man touching you,” he announces.
“But you let your brothers touch me,” I state with amusement in my voice.
“That’s different.”
“Oh yeah, how so?” I’m caught off guard at the laugh that leaves Hunter.
“Don’t worry man, I’m not interested in your wife,” Hunter tells him through his laughter.
“Good to know, we’re new so just don’t touch her, alright?”
“You got it, man, no touching, she’s off limits.” He backs away with his hands held up in surrender. I mean are we for real here? I feel like I’m in a caveman showdown.
“Damn fuckin’ straight she is.” I roll my eyes at his male macho business, but I must admit, I am fond of the fact that he is acting like this. It lets me know that he has a lot of the same feelings I am experiencing as well.
“What’cha needing today, Justice?” Hunter asks him and then looks at me like I’d know what we’re specifically shopping for.
“Need to get my wife some riding gear, the normal, leathers, boots…etc.” God the possessiveness in his voice makes me all giddy inside like a school girl with her first crush.
“You got it, man, let’s head on over to the lady’s section and see what we have that you would like.” And that’s how we spend the next two hours, shopping, laughing and loading me up in apparel.
Next stop is at a men’s and women’s spa. I look at him in surprise, this isn’t anything I remotely imagined doing today.
“I thought you might enjoy this,” he voices to me.
“What are we having done? I already got my nails and waxing done before the wedding.” He rumbles his appreciation for the waxing which causes me to laugh. He expressed to me repeatedly last night how he enjoyed no hair down there while he was taking care of business. Making me wish we were back at our room we have for the weekend and enjoy that venture again…now. As we stand here I rub my thighs together. Once again, it feels like that’s all I’ve done since waking up this morning.
“Patience, beautiful, anticipation will make it so much sweeter when I sink deep inside of you.” Someone help me, this day needs to hurry up and be over with! After we’ve been massaged, I’ve had a facial and we eat the lunch provided for us, we make our way back to his bike.
“Are we heading back yet?” I look up at him begging with my eyes for him to say yes.
“One more stop. I want to get you a gun, so we can get you your concealed handgun license.”
“Wait, what, why?” I’ve never held a gun and don’t have a desire to start now. I shiver at the thought of having one on my person at any time.
“Listen, the life we all live, it isn’t roses and sunshine, you need to be able to protect yourself if I’m not around and a situation comes up.”
“What kind of situation will come up that would cause me to have to shoot someone?”
“Beautiful, you’ve grown up in this lifestyle, do I really need to answer that question?”
“Yes, yes you do, because I must’ve been sheltered more than I thought. My mom and sisters don’t have guns. They’ve never had a need for one.”
“Damn your dad for not making sure you’re protected and know how to take care of yourself! I won’t take any chances where you’re concerned…now no more talking and let’s go in, if you feel this needs further conversation we’ll do that once we get back to our room.” Umm…that’s not what I want to do when we get back, so I’ll let this subject drop…for now. I end up with a Beretta PX4 Storm Compact which is a 9mm and is small enough that it will fit in my purse perfectly. He even had it customized for me with a pink grip with a diamond pattern design ingrained in it. The design is perfect for me, and I like it already and can’t wait to pick it up tomorrow and practice shooting it.
Once we make it back to the room, he asks me if we need to finish our conversation from earlier and I respond by jumping in his arms and kissing him. Hint taken, he reciprocates, and we end up in bed ravishing each other…about damn time.
Five
Justice
As we pull back into the clubhouse, I can’t help but feel disappointed that it won’t just be Lizzie and me as it has been all weekend. Our honeymoon was cut short when I got a phone call from Wasp letting me know I was needed back home. So, after packing up, and going to pick up Lizzie’s gun, we headed straight back. I feel bad because I notice as we walk into the club Lizzie is walking funny. After our first time, I didn’t take it easy on her and then on top of it I threw her on the bike for a long ride home.
“Beautiful, when we get inside I’m gonna get you settled in our room and I want you to draw yourself a bath and relax for a while, so I can check in with the guys and see what’s going on…yeah?”
“That sounds heavenly,” she retorts with a smile directed my way. I don’t think I will ever tire of seeing it brighten up her face. I drop our bags and get her settled. Once I’m positive she’ll be fine on her own with how tired she is, I go out in search of everyone. The place was dead as we walked through which means they must be in a meeting and couldn’t wait for me. I walk into the room announcing myself the only way I can do and get away with.
“What’s up bitches?” I inquire of my brothers as I bang the door open and make my presence known.
“Swear to God, one day you’re going to get your ass shot coming in here that way,” Wasp informs me, “you could just enter like a normal person you know.”
“Now where’s the fun in that, Prez?” I ask smartassly.
“Take your seat and shut the fuck up.”
“This sounds serious,” I state as I sit down and join my brothers.
“It’s very serious, I got a call from Kid this morning, seems they’re in some hot water out that way and they’ve asked for some of the single men to head out and help them. However, your special set of skills will be needed to help them out with this situation,” Wasp catches me up on the discussion that was taking place when I entered.
“Wanna tell me what’s up?” My attitude turns from one of a joking matter to business in seconds. My special skill sets vary, to get away from my parents as quickly as possible after I graduated high school, I joined the Army. I became a Ranger and let’s just say that my training is classified.
“Seems that they’re still having issues with drugs being sold on their streets and are having a hard time nailing down who is making the shit and who’s actually behind the scenes. We need you to go in there and help them nail down this new organization and put an end to them. We promised that town when we moved in that we’d help get their streets clean and keep them that way.”
“Will Lizzie be safe?” That’s the only thing that matters to me right now.
“As safe as any of the other Ol’ ladies that are there. Nothin’s guaranteed, but we secured that place like the White House. No one can get in or out of that property without alarms sounding off. It’s wired and gated, we wouldn’t send you there if we weren’t sure she would be as safe as we can make things for her,” Wasp tells me looking me in the eyes. I wasn’t around when they set up Templeton, I was still in rehab recovering from being shot while rescuing Bristol and Lil’
bit from Kori’s deranged father.
“I’m there, you know I’d never let any of you down.” I’m just wondering if I should call Lizzie’s dad, he has plenty of back-up for us if need be.
Before I can voice my opinion, Wasp continues, “We’ve contacted Lizzie’s dad, advised him of the situation, and since he doesn’t live too far from Templeton he’s offered to assist should the occasion arise.” I swear this man has ESP or something, he always knows what I’m thinking and is ahead of me at almost every single damn step.
“I swear you’ve got some psychic in you somewhere, I was just about to ask if I should call him for help.”
“He and his daughters aren’t close, as he relayed to me, but he would kill any person who caused them harm or be of any threat to any of them.”
“At least he gives a shit, I wasn’t sure with the way he acted at the wedding.”
“Isn’t that the truth? I don’t know how long you’ll be gone for so pack accordingly, you can take the club truck and pull your bike with the trailer. That way you’re prepared with enough things to last you awhile. Knowing how women are, she’ll probably have you load up her entire wardrobe, which is a lot let me tell you. It was delivered while y’all were gone. It took several loads to bring it all in and put away. We didn’t touch her girly shit, but the boys were all complaining about the amount of shit your Ol’ lady has. Good luck with that, brother,” he tells me with laughter in his voice.
“I bought her more while we were away, she didn’t bring a lot with us since we took the bike, but what she did have wasn’t made for riding. Let’s just say she now has gear, and looks smokin’ hot in her new clothes.”
“Oh shit, he’s got that look,” Tic says and every one of these fuckers laugh.
“What look might that be?” I can’t see my face, so I’d like to know.
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