by Blythe Reid
He started pressing into my pussy. He went slowly, and it hurt a little bit, but it was also turning me on like nothing ever before had. I tensed and he smiled down at me with warmth in his eyes.
“Is it supposed to hurt?” I asked as the air rushed from my lungs.
“Just a little. It’s alright. Just relax sweetheart. You’re pushing against me.” He seemed to know what to say to get me to calm down. The deep sound of his voice caused delicious waves of lust to swell in my stomach again.
“Okay. Just be easy.” I tensed as he pushed past the pain and popped my cherry.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he said, and pushed a little more. His cock began to slide all the way inside me. I let out a gasp. “It’s all good now. No more pain.”
The pleasure I was feeling was indescribable.
“Oh, fuck,” I moaned.
He placed both of his hands on my thighs, and he began to thrust his cock in and out of my pussy. He was still going slowly, and the pain was starting to cease. The pleasure was starting to build up. He moved his thumb over to my clit and started rubbing it. He rubbed my clit hard while he fucked my pussy. I felt him sliding in and out of me, so deep and hard. I could hardly concentrate on anything else besides the feeling of his cock inside me.
I closed my eyes and let the pleasure sweep through my body. It was intense, and it felt so good. My muscles were tensing up, and I could tell that I was getting close to my first orgasm from sex. I hadn’t expected to get this close, this fast, but what he was doing felt so fucking good. He was an expert, for sure.
I felt his cock stretching my tight pussy. I didn’t want him to stop. I wanted him to keep going.
“I think I’m gonna come,” I said.
“Already?” he asked with a smile on his face.
I nodded my head and bit down on my lip. I couldn’t concentrate on anything other than his cock sliding in and out of my pussy. He started to move a little harder and a little faster. He rubbed my clit at the same speed. I felt myself getting closer and closer to the edge. I wanted nothing more than to just jump off the edge and feel the pleasure sweep over my entire body.
“Oh fuck, don’t stop,” I moaned.
I didn’t want him to stop, not even for second, because I was afraid I would lose it if he did. I was way too close. Suddenly, a delicious warmth swelled inside of me before ripping through my entire body. I tossed my head back, and my toes curled.
“Oh, Spencer!” I yelled as I continued to feel the most intense pleasure of my life.
He continued to thrust his cock into my pussy, making my orgasm that much more intense. He pulled out as soon as I was done coming.
“I want you to ride me,” he said.
I bit my lip and sat up, getting ready to do whatever the hell he wanted me to do. I was so turned on, and I only wanted more.
Chapter 9
Spencer
I loved how fast she came. I hadn’t been expecting that. She was a virgin. Well, not anymore at this point.
I sat down in the chair behind me, and I waited for her. She walked over to me, and she turned around, but I stopped her. I wanted her to face me.
“I want to look at you while you take your time getting fucked, princess,” I said.
She bit her lip. I loved when she did that. It was so sensual and so sexy. I helped her lower herself down on me. She spread her legs and slid them through the holes beneath the armrests on the chair. I held her up, and then I slowly guided her down onto my cock. She moaned as my cock filled her up, and the sound of her pleasure was so fucking hot. It told me just how much she was loving how I fucked her.
I helped bounce her up and down on my cock. Her pussy had been everything that I had ever imagined it would be. It was so tight, it was practically strangling my cock. I didn’t think I’d ever been with a woman this tight before.
I leaned her toward me and buried my face in her tits. I took one of her nipples into my mouth and sucked on it. Then, I did the same to the other one. She started to grind her pussy, hard, on me. She rocked her hips back and forth, really getting into it.
I was getting close to coming, but I wanted to make sure that she was going to come again. I wanted to watch the pleasure rush over her entire body and see her writhe in ecstasy as I pounded my cock into her.
“Can I turn around?” she asked. “This kind of hurts.”
“Sure. Whatever is more comfortable for you so nothing holds you back from coming all over my cock.”
I helped her get off me, and then she turned around. I grabbed her hips, pulled her backward, and lowered her back down on my cock. Her pussy, which was really wet, slid right onto it.
I heard her gasp, and then she moaned. “Oh, fuck.”
I slid my hand around her side and found her clit. I began to rub it with my fingers. I moved up and down and then in circles. She seemed to like both. She bounced her pussy up and down my cock, jackhammering me wildly. It felt so good. Her pussy was sheer perfection.
“Fuck, I’m so deep inside of you,” I said.
“Yeah, your cock is so fucking huge,” she moaned.
“Are you gonna come for me?” I asked her, rubbing her clit harder.
“Fuck yes,” she moaned.
I wanted her to come. When I had watched her before, she had looked like she was truly enjoying herself. It was an odd thing for me. I wanted nothing more than to make sure she was being pleased in every way possible. I wanted to make sure she was comfortable and ready. I was actually really turned on by her pleasure.
“I’m gonna fucking come again, Spencer,” she cried out and started rocking her hips back and forth.
I continued to play with her clit, but I was close to the brink of an orgasm myself. I was ready to fill her pussy up with my hot seed, ready to find my own release.
“Fuck, I love your tight pussy,” I said.
She started moving a little faster, bouncing her pussy up and down, moving it over the length of my cock. It was the push we both needed to explode.
I felt myself starting to come. There was no turning back for me. But from the sound of her moans, I could tell she was coming, too.
The intense pleasure ran through my entire body. She was still moaning and moving a little bit as I began to come down from my orgasm. Then she stopped, grabbed onto the sides of the chair for balance, and stood herself up.
“Was that good for you?” I asked her as I got my clothes back on.
“Yeah, was that okay for you?” she asked. “Sorry, I just don’t really know how these things go.”
Her innocence drew me in even more.
“It was perfect, but are you sure you’re okay?” I asked her. I wanted to make sure that she was all right. She had just lost her virginity. I didn’t want her to regret what had just happened. Especially if she didn’t tell me how she really felt. It was so strange that I was so concerned for her. And it made me wonder if Liam was right.
“Yeah, absolutely,” she said, getting her own clothes back in place. “It was better than I ever even imagined.”
And I knew she wasn’t lying like some girls did. She wasn’t pretending at all. She was being honest. I loved that about her.
There was a knock at the door.
“Come in,” I called out to whoever it was.
Dustin walked inside. I looked at Alissa and lowered my voice so he wouldn’t hear. “Guess we finished just in time.”
This caused her to laugh. Then she did something unexpected. She kissed me. It really told me that she was okay with everything.
“It’s for good luck,” she said before leaving the meeting room in the clubhouse. I thought it was pretty amazing of her to do that.
“Are you ready to go, man?” Dustin asked me.
“Yup,” I said, and I threw on my cut and headed out to my bike. We took a long ride through the hills around us before heading to the Viper’s clubhouse.
It was where they always were, and we knew we could most likely find the preside
nt there. I wanted to figure out what the hell was going on. I wanted everything to end before it got out of hand and my brothers got hurt. Obviously, this whole thing was just a little misunderstanding. We would never sabotage another man’s bike, rival club or not. It was a cowardly, shitty thing to do to another rider, and I would have personally beat the shit out of any man at my shop who did something like that.
But unfortunately, when we arrived, they weren’t even there.
“Where the hell are they?” Dustin asked.
His phone started ringing, and he answered it. All I could hear was him shouting from his side of the conversation. He got off the phone and looked at me.
“We have to go back to the clubhouse. Right fucking now. There’s been a shooting.”
He hopped on his bike, kicked the engine to life, and left before any of us could even register what he said.
I jumped back on my bike and chased after him. I had no idea what was going on, or what we were walking in to, but I needed to be prepared, and I needed to be next to my VP. There were police outside of the bike parts store when we arrived.
We learned that only two shots had been fired, but one of them went through Nick’s old lady’s arm. She was shot in the shoulder and was being taken by ambulance to the hospital. Luckily, that was the only thing that had happened. Nobody else had been hurt. She wasn’t seriously injured or dead, so we had that going for us.
That was when I saw Alissa. There was a look of pure horror on her face. And as I started walking toward her, she just ran out of the clubhouse.
“Alissa, wait!” I called after her, but she never looked back.
All I wanted to do was chase after her and talk to her, to make sure everything was going to be okay between us. But I also needed to attend to my boys and the old lady that was shot. Club duty had to come first, even though Alissa had very quickly become an important part of my life.
I just hoped that when the dust settled, I could make things right with her.
Chapter 10
Alissa
It was two days after the shooting. I hadn’t called in to work or talked to anyone from the club. I was still in complete shock. I had never been around anything like that before in my life. To top it off, it had also been the day I’d given my virginity away to a guy that I barely even knew. I was beginning to have doubts, and I was starting to regret it, even though it had been the best experience of my life and had been so amazing. I came twice, something I didn’t think I’d ever be able to do.
It was all too much. It was all too overwhelming. How was I supposed to deal with the shooting, along with the fact that I had to wrap my head around losing my virginity, too?
What if I were pregnant? How fucking stupid of me not to use protection. Anger burned in my belly, but I tried to let it go.
I had spoken with Isobel the day before, but I called her at home. I told her that I wasn’t sure I was even going to come back to work. She said that made her sad and that she hoped I would change my mind.
“I love having you at work,” she’d told me. “You’re like my work best friend. Actually, you are my best friend.”
It was funny to hear her say that because I’d been thinking the same thing. I just didn’t want to say it first. We had only known each other for about a week, but I felt like we’d known each other for years. She was so easy to talk to.
It took a lot, but I pulled myself out of bed, got ready, and headed into work. I still got there five minutes early, which I guessed was a perk of living pretty much across the street from it. I had been hoping that I wouldn’t run into Spencer. He owned the place, and it was his club’s business, but there was always the chance that he wasn’t going to be there. I was holding on to that hope
I first saw Isobel, and she waved at me. That was when I saw Spencer. He came over to me right away.
“Are you okay?” he asked. “I’ve been trying to call you.”
“I know,” I said. “How is the girl that got shot?” I didn’t know her name. I had only just met her that day.
“She’s doing okay,” he said. “It was just on the shoulder. The bullet didn’t even get stuck inside of her arm. It is mostly superficial.”
I felt relief that there was nothing wrong with her. I also was happy that she didn’t have to go through a bunch of surgeries to try to remove the bullet or whatever. I was glad that she was doing okay.
“That’s good,” I said. I didn’t know what else to say to him.
“Are you okay?” he asked again.
I shrugged.
“What’s wrong?” he asked. “You can talk to me, you know?”
He was trying to reassure me, but I didn’t feel very reassured. I just felt confused.
“Listen, Spencer, I’m not sure I can do this,” I said.
I had to tell him then. The only other option was to hold onto the secret, and then things would have just been awkward. Just seeing him, I knew that I needed to leave. It would be so much safer for me to stay away from him. The violence and the danger were too much for me. I couldn’t handle it. I considered myself a strong person, but sometimes, even strong people have their weak points.
“Are you serious?” he asked.
I nodded my head. “Yeah, I don’t know what’s happening with me. I don’t do these sort of things. I stay away from danger. And danger surrounds you. I lost my virginity. I just gave it away to some guy that I barely even know. I don’t know who I am anymore.”
I turned to leave, but Spencer grabbed my arm and pulled me into him. He pressed his lips to mine, and I kissed him back, mostly because I knew it would be the final kiss we would ever share.
“Please don’t leave,” he said.
He was clinging onto me, and it was weird after everything that Isobel had said to me about him. I just couldn’t imagine that he was the type of guy that she described. He was practically begging me to stay.
“I can’t,” I said. “I’m sorry. It’s just too dangerous for me.”
I needed to be honest with him. I felt like he deserved that. I didn’t want to be the type of person that just ghosted him. He needed to know why I didn’t want to be around him anymore. I turned to leave because I couldn’t stand there anymore. I left it open so he could interpret that this was also my resignation. I couldn’t work in the same place as him. That would be too weird. I’d lasted one week. One week, and I almost lost my sanity. I didn’t know how to handle that.
“Please,” he begged once more.
“Spencer, I’m sorry. I just can’t.” I walked away from him. I passed Isobel on my way out and paused. I was sure that I owed her some sort of explanation.
“Come to my house tonight,” she said. She didn’t even ask me. She just told me to come to her house.
I told her I would be there. Because regardless of what was happening, I still wanted to be her friend. I still needed somebody like her in my life.
She gave me a hug, and then, I left. I went back to my house with a heaviness in my heart. I didn’t know what to do or think. I had been really starting to like this guy. But I knew I couldn’t continue on. There was no way. Who knew what was going to happen next week? It could be something worse than what was going on now.
I sat down on my couch and thought about the last week with Spencer. I wished I had taken him up on his offer to hang out with him and his kids at his house and spent more time with them. If I’d known things between us would be over just as fast as they’d begun, I probably would have. It was hard for me. I sat there, and I tried to wrap my head around everything that was going on.
I thought about the morning before the shooting. How hot it had been to be with Spencer. And how happy I’d felt. I hadn’t expected to feel that happy after losing my virginity. I had expected to feel awful about myself. But I didn’t feel that way after I slept with him. I felt more like an adult than I had in my entire life. I also felt something else. I was afraid to admit that maybe it was love.
It wasn’t str
ange, though, because I had felt something the moment I met him. But just when I realized that, it broke my heart. Being with Spencer could have been my chance at real love, and I blew it. But I knew I had to protect myself. I was getting in way too deep and way too far ahead of myself.
Chapter 11
Spencer
It had been two days since Alissa walked out of my life. I wasn’t sure if she was gone for good, but I wanted to at least give her a couple of days to calm down, before I went and bothered her some more.
I also wanted to talk to her about everything and get to the bottom of it. I really cared about this woman. She needed to know that, and I needed her to know that.
I’d even called Isobel the night before.
“What am I supposed to do?” I’d asked her. I knew I sounded like a whiny boyfriend, but I couldn’t help it. There was just something so amazing about Alissa that made me a completely different person.
“Go to her house,” she suggested. “Confront her? Ask her to love you back?” I knew her last response had been a joke, but she had a point. If I didn’t even try, I was never going to find out the truth. And that was exactly what I needed. The truth.
“I don’t want her to think I’m stalking her,” I said to her.
“She wouldn’t think that,” Isobel said. “Quit being a pussy, and go get your girl. I’ve never seen you act this way with another woman before. Obviously, she means something to you.”
She had a point again. I had never behaved this way. I knew it was love, but I had never felt this way before. I had never felt the need to chase a girl down. I also had never been rejected before, and so far, she’d rejected me twice.
“Don’t tell her I called you,” I’d said to her and hung up the phone.