Disciple: Knights Disciples MC

by Hampton, Sophia

  CHAPTER FIFTY FOUR

  Laura’s escape to Costa Rica was far too easy, but she didn’t care.

  The first few weeks at her new address were awfully quiet. She found a house, large and sweeping, for rent. It did the trick until she found one to buy. It was beautifully appointed. All Laura had to do was move in. The major downside was that she enjoyed it by herself with the exception of the few people she encountered to help her get settled and familiar with the area.

  Life was absolutely peaceful except that she was plagued with nightmares, night after night about Will Shriner. Her simple routine of long walks, some time on the beach, and then to the market to buy food to prepare simple meals wiped her out because she slept so poorly. But then the thoughts of Will consumed her daily thoughts, as well, and hers was not a romantic fixation.

  Thoughts of him were not the kind of hot fantasies she launched into that were a mix of recollection and make-believe. Will made the perfect leading man for vivid, erotic fantasies and the heat he gave Laura, real or imagined, was better tonic than any anti-anxiety medicine that a doctor could prescribe. But Will was nagging her, not arousing her and it was not fun or pleasant.

  After her mid-morning walk and swim, Laura laid down on the beach in the sun. She was still physically recovering from the stress of losing Lucas, as well as being stressed out from the thought of Will every waking moment. As good as the ocean felt, she was wiped. She crashed on the sand. She was perfectly comfortable napping by herself; she didn't feel any risk. Even though none of the few people she knew were near her, she felt they kept an eye on her.

  Or so she thought.

  A big dark cloud passed over the sun and caused her to stir. Instinctively she shaded her eyes as she opened them. There, above her, was a dark, bearded figure with brown, shaggy hair. Laura had had endured so much drama and so much loss that she was beaten down. She just didn't have enough in her to be afraid. Her naps on the beach were deep, intense sleeps so it took her some time to focus but the shadowy figure was patient.

  Will.

  He had found her at her new place in another country. He probably knew all along where she was and just gave her enough time to settle before he made a point of unsettling her again. She closed her eyes again and rolled over, turning her back to him.

  "You've gotten enough sun. Let's go," he ordered.

  "I am not going to get a break from you ever, am I?" she asked.

  'Told you you had a debt to me. I gave you a little time to adjust to being here. Now it's time to pony up," he said.

  "Pony up?" she mocked him.

  Will guided her chin towards him so she had to face him. "Yes," he answered.

  "What if I don't wanna?" she asked.

  Will lifted her just enough so that her lips met his. His lips were unbelievably soft and warm. He entered her mouth his hot wet tongue. His hand found her nearly naked breast and slipped it out of her suit. His fingers gently pinched her nipple until it was hard between his fingertips. He broke the kiss but pressed harder on her pink flesh.

  "I ain't asking, Goldie Locks," he said darkly. "That's an awfully big house with a lot of rooms and you and I are going to christen every one of them."

  Will guided her up to her feet. He turned her to the sun and bared the rest of her chest, slipping her top from her altogether. Her oiled skin glistened in the warm, golden light. He caressed the weighty globes, admiring them as his fingers traced them. He lightly grazed the tips of her hard nipples with his fingers just enough to tease and send an ache to her center.

  "I'm thinking," he said softly. "That if I just get behind you like so," he positioned himself behind her. They fit together perfectly. He freed himself and while remaining standing, slipped inside of her. He gripped her hips and pushed her against him so that he was as deeply inside of as he could go. He grinded slowly, deliberately, while he pleasured her. Laura worked in a counter rhythm antagonizing an inevitable climax. It was not a question of if but when. And when was pretty soon.

  Laura's flesh was fully electrified, her body tightened on his intense hardness. By small degrees, Will pounded into her. Laura craned her neck, arching her back against him, her eyes fluttered. Within a few strokes Laura was writhing, convulsing on him uncontrollably. As the sun blinded her, the waves of the most intense orgasm pulsed her every cell. Will bent her forward some as pleasure washed over him. He banged and grunted, succumbing to his own climax. It felt like it was wide and drawn out, but it all took place in micro-movement, covertly, powerfully. The two of them were dripping with sweat, as ecstasy possessed them, head to toe and then left them, limp and sated.

  Will drew off his own shirt and wiped them both down. They kicked off the rest of their clothes and walked to the ocean, wading in. The cool soft water bathed them. He hooked under her armpits, and led her, gliding her around on her back. She was on full display for him. Floating, completely weightless, bobbing gently against the waves, it was the most at ease Laura had felt in quite some time.

  He turned her so that her feet were towards him. He spread her legs and drew them around him. He sank into the water so his mouth was level to her body. The heat of his mouth in contrast with the cool of the water was erotic. Her sex was throbbing, aching. He flicked his tongue against her. She was fully aroused, still electrified with the last orgasm lingering in her body. He pressed and licked and brought her back to life. She was coming in the full sunlight of the day, on top of ocean waters, against his mouth. He tirelessly lapped her through it. He probed her with his tongue, sending heat throughout her as she clenched.

  He let her float a little while longer in her pleasure before drawing them up and out of the water. They dressed and walked hand in hand, up the path towards the main road and to the house. Will recognized the outdoor shower on the side of the house as they approached. The two stood under the steamy, streaming water, rinsing off the salt and sand from their bodies. Will gripped her hair, standing behind her once again. The warm water gently pulsed against the curve of her neck. He nuzzled her neck in a ticklish erogenous spot.

  Laura wailed with pleasure. Her entire body lit up with sexual ready. She needed Will inside of her. She pressed her hand against the house, jutting her rear for him to take. He worked up her wetness, rimming the entrance of her body with the head of his cock. She tried to coax him into her by moving, but he dodged her. He was mercilessly teasing her.

  "Please," she begged.

  "Not yet," he replied.

  But Laura's mind was now set on having him fully inside of her. "I need you," she begged.

  Will's voice was wicked. "No."

  Laura pressed her abdomen toward the wall of the house so that she withdraw from him completely. Now Will had no pleasure either. He tried to control her hips but she didn't give it to him until he full on took it.

  He took hold of her powerfully. "Do you still want it or have you changed your mind?" His question was more like a threat than a question.

  "Yes," she answered.

  "Yes what?" he asked her.

  "Yes please," she answered.

  "That will do," he replied and plunged into her. He gripped her hair, gripped her hips, and drove into her at a steady clip. He was going for his own pleasure but he had already given her so much already, she let him have it. Almost always, he pleasured her first. This time was his turn. Underneath the flow of a hot shower, buried deep within her body, Will came hard.

  They rinsed off once and for all. The water was endlessly warm. They snuck naked into the house doing their best to avoid the one or two people that were in and out. It was apparent immediately that the coast was clear. Despite being mildly wet, she dove onto the overstuffed couch and covered herself with a fleece. She was absolutely perfectly comfortable. The feeling was beyond decadent. Will climbed underneath the blanket with her. Finally they were face to face.

  Will gazed at her sternly. Laura turned away.

  "Don't do that," he commanded. "Look at me."

  It was
a struggle but she did what she was told. "If you've come to take me back, this is my new home. I am not going back. I can't go back to Baltimore."

  She took in a deep breath to swallow back the emotion. Memories of her brother played through her mind.

  "Did I say anything about leaving?" he asked gently. She shook her head.

  Will touched her feet with his, under the blanket. Slowly he stroked her with the balls of his feet. She was warmed to her very core. His touch was tender and soothing.

  "No," she said, the offense in her rising. "Besides I owe you, right?"

  Will crooked his eyebrow. "Are we going to keep this going? Or are we going to admit what we mean to each other? I say we get washed up and take a walk to that missionary down the way."

  "And do what?" she asked through the emotional spasms.

  Will leaned forward and took her into his arms. "And get married," he said softly.

  Laura looked in his dark and smoldering eyes and could not resist. Calm followed by profound warmth overtook her and she finally knew peace. For the first time since even her parents died and Laura felt like she lost everything when her brother sacrificed his life for hers, she felt like she knew who she was. She knew where she was going.

  Laura leaned over to him, took his beautiful face in her hands. She kissed him slowly and sensually. “Yes,” she said. “Let’s do that.”

  THE END

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  Jackson Kent knew where he was meant to be.

  Growing up the only child of the president of Desperados MC, he'd never doubted his place in the brotherhood. And when his mom took off, leaving his father and him because she couldn't handle "the life," Jackson knew he'd never leave his home, his dad, and the guys who would one day be his family. Nothing would ever come before them.

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  Touring the country, performing six nights a week, and living on a bus with four guys, day in and out was seriously taking its toll. After an incident with an obsessed fan, her manager orders her to take a break from the constant crazy of being a rock star, and Melody decides to head to her parent's house, in the backwoods biker town where she grew up.

  Neither one had ever expected to see the other again.

  But after running into each other at the local coffee shop, feelings and sensations that Melody hasn't felt in years come rushing back. Jackson had been the first boy Melody ever loved, and until the day she left to chase her dream, she thought they'd be together forever. Now, as they spend time together, she remembers why. But the problems they had twelve years ago still exist. Melody won't give up her dream. And Jackson puts the club first, always.

  But if they could learn how to compromise, they might both find a place to belong.

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