Wire: A Wings of Diablo MC Novel

by Lake, Rae B.

  “How do you expect me to get home?”

  “Cab?” She said as she continued to wipe down the bar.

  “Don’t worry. I got her.” I said and turned Keeley towards the door.

  “Wait. What am I going to do about my truck?”

  “We have to leave it, princess. We can come back tomorrow for it.”

  “But someone could mess with it.” She was very concerned about her truck, it seemed.

  “I promise you no one is going to mess with it.”

  “Ok, well, let me get a cab.”

  I rolled my eyes at her for being so ridiculous, then I realized what I was thinking and almost laughed at how right it all seemed to fit in place. “I’ll take you home.”

  “On your bike?”

  “Yeah, unless you’re too afraid.” I saw the steel resolve solidify in her eyes. She didn’t like to be called a wimp.

  “I am not afraid. I’ve just never done it before, that’s all.”

  “It's not that hard. Just let me lead. All you have to do is enjoy the ride.”

  “Ok let’s do it. I’m tired.”

  I hopped on my baby and instructed her how to get on behind me, telling her to be careful of the exhaust. She could get a wicked burn if she touched it with her leg. Before I knew it, we were off and on the way back to her house.

  * * *

  “That was so much fun!” She hopped off the bike with an ease that I was impressed with.

  “I am glad you liked it.”

  “I loved it! I may buy one of my own.”

  That was a sexy thought, Keeley on a bike, riding next to me on the open road.

  We walked in, and I grabbed her waist, pressing her back against me. Having her riding on the bike with me, with her arms wrapped around me, had turned me on. Not to mention the fact that it had been close to two months since I last got laid. None of the club bunnies could keep me interested anymore. All I wanted was Keeley.

  “Hmm, someone has missed me.”

  “Yes.” It was all I could say, and it was so true. It hurt.

  She turned around, pressing herself against me. She tiptoed, raising up and getting closer to my face. “Do you want me to kiss you again?” She asked, unsure if it was what I wanted. It was, and as much as I didn’t want to admit it, I was thinking about that kiss more than I was thinking about being buried deep inside her.

  I nodded without taking my eyes off hers. Keeley reached up, running her fingers through my hair. That feeling alone was enough to make me want to rip her clothes off. I had to kick the door to keep my focus. She bit her lip, before kissing me on the cheek. Then she trailed feather-soft kisses towards my neck and ears. She readjusted and switched to the other side, kissing my other cheek. I could feel my breathing become erratic. I was losing control. I wanted her so bad, and the feeling of her tight, soft body worshiping mine was pushing me way over the edge.

  Finally, she kissed me lightly on the mouth, and everything in me broke. A feeling of electricity shot through my body, and I groaned as I lifted her off the floor, causing her to wrap her legs around my waist. I swung us around and crushed her to the door, slamming my lips back down on hers. I kissed her like she was hiding my last breath in her mouth. I couldn’t get enough.

  “Oh, Jesus, Dillon.”

  I growled in my chest at the sound of her whispering my name. I focused my oral assault on her neck. I liked to feel her squirm on me.

  She grabbed my hair harder this time, pulling me back towards her face. She kissed me deeply and was able to arch her back so that her sweet spot was right on my cock. My knees nearly gave out when she started to grind down hard on me. She was trying to get off. I could hear it in her breathing.

  I grabbed her ass with both my hands, still keeping her up on my waist, but now I was pressing down. Her movements were becoming jerkier, and her grip was slipping from my neck.

  “Dillon, oh please. I… oh… I’m going to fall,” she whimpered into my mouth, her pitch beginning to rise. I turned us around and moved us quickly toward the couch. I dropped her down.

  “No!” She reached for me, wanting her release. I looked at her, a wolf looking at his prey.

  I grabbed the satin shorts she was wearing, and with one deft move, I ripped them off her body. She gasped and her eyes dilated a little more. This was caveman 101. Most women liked it when a man dominated them. I watched as she reached up and took her top off, leaving her bare breasts for me to admire, her pale pink nipples hard and peaked just waiting for me. I moved back over her, letting my hand settle on her mound.

  “You been waiting for me, Keeley?” I asked her as she tried to get my shirt off.

  “Why are your clothes still on?” She dodged my question.

  I pressed down harder on her clit with my palm and let one finger play with her opening through her panties.

  Her hands dropped as she felt what I was doing.

  “Dillon…” My name was a plea, she was begging me.

  “I asked you a question. You been waiting for me?”

  “Oh god, yes. There’s no one else. No one.”

  “You going to remember that?” I pulled her underwear to the side and put one finger into her sweet honey hole while my palm still applied pressure to her clit. Her breath started to hitch.

  I wasn’t going to wait for an answer this time. “You’re so fucking tight, Keeley, I can’t wait to bury myself inside you.”

  “Yesssss!” Her hips had a mind of their own now. She was pressing down right at the edge of her release. I could feel it in the tension of her legs.

  I stilled my hand right as she started to hold her breath.

  She tried to move her hips to get the last bit of friction she needed, but I held her tightly, completely still.

  “What are you doing to me?” She opened her eyes slightly, her words only a whimper. I kissed her hard again and began to move my hand fast and hard against her clit. Her whole body started to shake as she screamed into my mouth. Breaking the connection of our mouths, she ripped her mouth from mine.

  “Oh my god. Oh my god. Dillon, I can’t… argh…” She jerked and bowed off the couch. Right as her pussy began to release my finger, signaling that her orgasm was almost over, I curled my finger and began to massage her g-spot, causing a whole new set of spasms to run riot through her canal. “Oh shit, what are you doing?” She screamed and began clawing her nails down my back. I wondered just how many times I could make her come back to back like this from clit to g-spot back to clit.

  “Oh, you’re going to kill me. Oh, but it feels so good, Dillon.” Her head was whipping back and forth. She grabbed my hand and stilled me. I guess she was at her limit. We would have to raise that limit. I was far from done with her.

  She grabbed my shirt.

  “No.”

  “What, are you crazy, you can’t work me up like that and then say no.” She was pissed off.

  “I can’t give you what you want, Keeley. We spoke about this already.”

  She turned her head and thought about it for a minute. I wanted her to tell me the fuck with all the rules, that she didn’t want me to be her boyfriend or her man or whatever she just wanted a no strings attached fuck.

  Please just say you want to fuck, for fuck's sake.

  “You’re right.” She pushed me up and got off the couch, pacing in front of me with nothing but her panties on.

  I was going to bust right there in my pants just from looking at her. I was in pain.

  “But hands and kisses are still fair game, right?”

  Was she looking for an out, fuck that she could have any out she wanted if that meant that she would keep on fucking touching me.

  “Yeah, I’m down with that.”

  “Good.” She stalked back towards me and straddled my lap. She ran her hands through my hair and began to grind on my already hard dick, and I stopped her. I was past the point of a lap dance, that shit fucking hurt.

  “Oh, poor baby. Let me help you with that,” s
he whispered in my ear as she lightly ran her tongue down the curve of it. My hips bucked up at the sensation.

  She pushed her hands down my chest and abs, using her pinky nail to scrape along the top of my pants from side to side. The feeling was so intense that I almost came from that right there.

  “Keeley, stop fucking with me!” I grabbed her hair and pulled her back to me, kissing her roughly, desperate to get off. Now.

  She used her free hand and undid my belt before unzipping my pants. Thankfully I wore boxers, so it was easy for my cock to spring free once we got past the belt and the jeans.

  “Can we enjoy each other’s body without fucking?” She asked, looking at me desperately.

  She wants me naked? Shit, I’m down with that.

  “Yeah, no fucking. I got it.” She pulled my pants and boxers off. My shirt came off in almost the same second.

  I let her straddle me again and realized just how difficult this was about to become. She had taken her panties off, leaving her completely nude in front of me, only an almost sheer strip of hair on her pussy. My dick was nestled up against her stomach, the warm juices from her pussy dripping onto my lap. All I would have to do was lift her, and I would be able to bury myself inside her.

  Fuck, fuck, fuck. I need her on me now!

  She kissed me again. This time with more passion, if that was even possible, her hands pulling my head back so she could get better access. Her hand then went in between her legs, and I could feel her playing with herself. I pulled back so I could watch.

  “Fuck, you are so damn sexy.”

  She smiled, her eyes hooded with want as she moved her hand from her pussy. She wrapped those same dainty fingers still wet and glistening with her juices around my throbbing and hard cock.

  “Oh, fuck,” I dropped my head back against the couch and closed my eyes tightly. I wasn’t ready for the pleasure I was feeling from just her touch.

  “You have to tell me what you like. I want to please you.” She kissed me again and began to pump her hand. “Let me please you, Dillon.”

  “You’re perfect, Keeley, so fucking perfect.” My hips bucked up again. I wasn’t going to last long. “Princess, this is going to be quick. I want you so bad.”

  “Cum for me, Dillon. I want you to,” she whimpered again.

  My balls tightened as shots of lightning began to gather, starting from my hamstrings, going to my lower back, and just when I was about to blow my load, she stopped her hand, gripping tightly at the base of my dick, stopping me from coming.

  “Keeley, what the fuck are you doing? I need to fucking cum.”

  She looked me in the eyes. “I know…” She began to raise herself off me. I pulled her back down on me roughly. She must be crazy if she thinks she’s going to leave me with this case of blue balls. She kissed me. “Trust me, Dillon.” I let her arm go. I would do whatever the hell she wanted right now. “Close your eyes. Relax.” I hoped she wasn’t about to do some kinky shit, but again, I would do whatever she wanted. I did what she asked, and the minute my head hit the back of the couch, I could feel her drop in between my legs, her warm, tight mouth wrapping around my dick. I nearly jumped straight out of my skin.

  “Oh fuck!” I grabbed her head, and she took all of me in, only gagging slightly as my cock pushed down her throat. I didn’t even have to coax her. The stopped orgasm I was about to have a couple of seconds ago came rushing back with a force I had never felt before. She was sucking and moaning on my dick, and I was fucking speechless until that first spark crashed behind my eyelids.

  My eyes popped open as I watched her work. I was gone.

  “Keeley, I’m going to nut. Fuck.”

  She didn’t stop. In fact, she doubled her efforts. She wanted me to come in her mouth. I think I could love this fucking woman.

  I roared as the orgasm screamed through my body, “Fuck!” I clenched every muscle I had. She nearly sucked the soul out of my body.

  I felt my body relax; it was the best orgasm I’d ever had.

  “Well, was it ok?” Keeley looked up at me, wiping her mouth.

  Are you fucking kidding me? I think I saw Jesus.

  I couldn’t say that. “Yeah, that was good.”

  She smiled and crawled up on the couch with me, laying her head on my chest. I was asleep before I could even begin to say anything else.

  Clean was right; she was going to be the end of me.

  Wire

  I spent the next few weeks going between Keeley’s house and the club, Chaos club was still off the grid for the most part, but we were still having issues with our properties and shit going missing. I knew that it would only be a matter of time before this blew up, and we would have to fight.

  I was waiting for it.

  Keeley was back to work. Loving the time that we were able to spend together, she had kept to her word. There was no pressure. Sometimes, we would just talk when I came over, and sometimes she would suck me off until my toes curled. Surprisingly I was good with either option.

  I parked my bike in her drive and walked up to her door. Using the key she had stashed in the plant pot by the door, I just walked in.

  I kicked my shoes off in the corner and went to find her. She usually met me at the door, but today it looked like she was in the back of the house. I made my way through the house and saw her standing near her back door, looking out the window.

  I grabbed her shoulder to turn her around.

  She screamed and swung her arm. It was only by chance that I saw the sunlight glint off the blade and had a chance to move out of the way.

  “Oh my god, Dillon!” She dropped the knife and threw her hands over her mouth. She was shaking her head from side to side. I could hear her mumbling, “I’m so sorry, so sorry, so sorry…”

  “What the fuck, Keeley!”

  She dropped down to her knees and began to sob. She looked broken. This was new to me. This girl was usually as hard as nails, and I hated to see her cry.

  “What’s wrong? What happened?”

  “Nothing, nothing. I’m ok.” She tried to calm herself, wiping the wetness from her eyes. I wasn’t buying that shit.

  “Bullshit. You’re having a whole fucking fit right now. What’s wrong?”

  “It’s nothing. It’s silly.”

  “What’s silly?” I wished she would just tell me and get over it.

  “I thought someone was out there last night, walking back and forth. Max has been on edge all night, growling and barking every once in a while.” She shrugged. “I thought I saw them in the back by the other house, so I grabbed the knife in case I wasn’t hallucinating or something, and then you walked up behind me. You just scared me is all.”

  Someone was outside? What the fuck?

  “Why the hell didn’t you call me?” I moved her to the other side so I could look outside.

  “It’s probably nothing. I can’t be sure that anyone was there. Maybe Max was barking at a squirrel or something.”

  I stared her down. She couldn’t be that dumb. “Does Max normally bark at squirrels?”

  She put her head down. “No… I just didn’t want to keep bothering you.”

  I tried to soften my approach. Grabbing her head gently, I pulled her lips up to mine, kissing her softly. “Nothing you can do is going to bother me, but I need to know if you are in danger. How can I protect you if you don’t tell me?”

  The steel resolve snapped into place. “I can protect myself, you know. I’m not a poor helpless damsel.”

  “I agree. That swipe and scream technique would have taken down a big motherfucker.” I laughed lightly as she play punched me in the gut for making fun of her.

  I kissed her again. I was getting used to kissing her whenever I wanted. I liked it.

  “Let me just go check this out. Ok?”

  She bit her lip and ran her hand to the small of my back, and she felt the gun there. She nodded and let my arm go. She wanted to make sure that I was protected.

  I opened
the door.

  “Max!” She called out behind us. He trotted up towards me. “Štiti ga.” He stood right in front of me, and every step I took, he trotted right alongside keeping up.

  I had no idea what she’d said, but I trusted that dog to keep her safe. If she sent him with me, then I was sure he would keep me safe too.

  I walked to the back of the house, and there was nothing there besides her concrete backyard and a small array of patio furniture. I walked to the side of the next house that was only cut off by a small fence. I peered over and saw a bunch of cigarette butts and what looked like piss in a puddle on the side of the next house. She wasn’t crazy. Someone was watching her house.

  Fuck!

  I looked down the alley to see if they were still hiding out anywhere, but based on the peel out rubber on the ground in front of the other house, I assumed they left when they heard me coming in.

  I rushed back to Keeley, suddenly not wanting to leave her alone even for one minute.

  She was standing there, waiting for Max and me to come back. He trotted up and sat down right at her feet.

  “You’re not crazy. Someone was out there.”

  “Really? Are you sure?”

  “Yeah, I’m sure.” I shook my head and took out my phone to text Clean. I had to stay here with her. “I think we’re going to lock it down for a few days.”

  “What? What does that even mean?” Her pitch began to rise, a clear sign of rising emotions.

  “I mean, you’re stuck in the house with me until I say it's all clear.”

  “No,” she said defiantly.

  “I’m sorry. It wasn’t a question. That’s what is happening. So either you get down with that on your own, or I tie you down, and you still have to stay here.”

  “You would do no such thing!” She fisted her hands at her sides.

  “Watch me,” I said as calmly as possible. I would do whatever I had to do to keep her safe, even if that meant making her my prisoner.

  I could see the gears turning in her head as she walked over to me and put her hands on my chest.