by Blair Grey
The look on Spencer’s face told me that he was being turned on by the show, and I proudly straddled him, feeling how hard he was through his jeans. I knew I turned him on, but I wasn’t going to stop at that. I was going to arouse him as much as possible.
I ran my hand over the bulge in his pants, sending shudders through him. Hell, I didn’t need a knight in shining armor. I needed a man covered in tattoos and in a leather vest. This was the one for me, and I wasn’t going to let him go without a fight.
He closed his eyes, letting me pleasure him through his jeans before I turned my attention to his belt buckle. I wanted him out and inside me as soon as possible, and I was going to get my way. He let me pull his jeans down then his boxers, but I left them on his legs as I eased myself down on his thick cock.
I let out a soft gasp as I took him all the way inside me, then I started riding him. He put his hands on my hips as I slid back and forth, taking him fully. I rode fast and hard. It was how I liked it, and I knew he liked it, too. He closed his eyes, letting me continue to rock my hips over him.
His hands were all over my body, touching me everywhere. He knew how to pleasure me, putting his thumb on my clit as I continued to ride, sending new waves of pleasure through me. It was hard for me not to cum immediately, so I just let myself go. I knew I could cum again and again with Spencer, and I was going to make the most of that.
He was the only man I’d ever been with who had been able to make me cum multiple times, and I smiled down at him as the pleasure ran through my body. He put his hands to my tits, squeezing them and massaging them, watching the pleasure on my face was the waves ran through me.
He could feel me cumming; I knew I was wet. The juices lapped around his dick, and I rode him harder than before. I wanted to make him cum for me, and I meant to do it with me on top. I would prove to him that other woman had nothing on me, and I didn’t care how much he tried to argue.
His face changed as he got closer to cumming, and I watched with great pleasure. I loved to see the things that I did to him, and I knew he loved the way I moved. I was going to please him, and I wasn’t going to get off until I was done. Of course, it didn’t take too long before he told me he was close.
My pussy was tight, and his cock was large. We were the perfect combination, and we both knew it. The chemistry between us was nothing like anything I’d had before. He could almost bring me to climax with his eyes alone.
All I wanted was him, and as he filled my pussy with his cum, I smiled again, letting the sensation run through my body. It was perfectly satisfying, and I had gotten what I wanted.
I rolled off him before pulling his shirt off. I put my head on his chest, still not wanting him to go to the other room.
“Are you going to fall asleep?” he asked with a chuckle.
“I think that was the perfect end to the perfect night,” I replied. “Don’t go.”
“I won’t if you don’t want me to,” he promised. “I’m going to take off my jeans, though.”
I giggled as he pulled them down and let them fall to the floor. I had been so turned on, in such need of having him I didn’t bother to take them off all the way, but he didn’t seem to mind.
I was sure that we had chemistry that could last, truly last. As I closed my eyes and lay back on his chest, I breathed a sigh of contentment. I could see this being my life. I didn’t need anything else as long as I had Spencer, and I almost dared to think he felt the same way.
Hell, he’d nearly killed a man for me that night. That wasn’t something just anyone would do.
As long as I had him, I was safe.
And nothing could change that.
19
Spencer
I fell asleep with Brooke in my arms, thinking about how life was perfect. Just a week before, I had been a bachelor without much going on in my life, missing my friend who was enamored with a girl, and thinking things were going to be shit forever. I never thought it could be so different for me.
As I drifted off, I made a mental note to call and talk to Roscoe. This was all because of him, really. He was the one who had thought of me that day and asked if I would give this girl a hand. If he had asked anyone else, Brooke and I wouldn’t have met.
I could call it fate, but I would prefer to think of it as being something more than that. There had to be another force at work that was behind this, that was for sure. Things were just too perfect for anything else to be true.
It was a good night. I didn’t wake up at all until morning. And, when I did, I woke to Brooke watching me sleep. I didn’t mind. Hell, I didn’t mind anything she did, really. She was so perfect in my mind, I just wanted her to be happy. And now, I had a feeling there was going to be more to us than what I’d originally thought.
I’d wanted to fuck her from the moment that I saw her, but I wasn’t going to let myself do that. Not without her full consent. She had been through so much in that regard, she didn’t want someone else putting their hands all over her.
But then, things had worked out so well between us, it had been magic from the beginning. She had wanted me, she made that clear, and it was impossible for me to do anything but give her all that she wanted.
“How’d you sleep?” I asked with a stretch and a yawn.
“No nightmares,” she said with a smile. “You can’t get better than that.”
“No, you can’t,” I agreed as I pulled her close. I had to deal with those at one point in my own life, and I remembered how happy I had been when they finally subsided.
I pulled her in for another close cuddle, and she came right away. She didn’t need to be invited twice, that was for damn sure.
“What are you doing?” she asked with a grin.
“I thought I’d bring you in for a good morning kiss. What better way to start the day than making out in bed?”
“I can’t think of anything I’d rather do,” she said with a laugh. She kissed me, our lips moving passionately over each other. I knew it wasn’t going to stop there. We were both getting aroused, that was for sure. She’d slept naked beside me, and I was only in my boxers.
Her nipples let me know how aroused she was before I put my hand to her pussy, and she smiled, laying back on the bed and letting me take control. I kissed her for a moment longer, but then I pulled her with me to the bathroom. My favorite sex in the morning took place in the shower, and she was more than willing to partake with me.
The soap and the shampoo, the water running down our backs… It was amazing. We both came at the same time, her moaning loudly as I held her against the wall of the shower. She was small, easy to hold. I was glad she liked getting down and dirty with me in so many ways.
There were so many things I wanted to try with her, and I knew it was just a matter of time before we got to them. Hell, I’d fuck her every single day if she was up for the challenge. I couldn’t get enough, and she made it worse. I wanted to keep her in my life, so I had to keep her satisfied.
Not only did I have to protect her from all the Hanserds in the world, but I had to make sure she never gave another guy a second thought. I had to have her all to myself, and I would.
We stepped out of the shower, and she playfully wrapped herself up in the towel I’d given her. “I’m not sure I even want to put this on. I’d rather lie in bed with you all day and see how many ways we can make each other cum.”
“Oh, you are a naughty girl,” I said with a laugh. “I’d love that, too. But, I was thinking we could head down to the diner and get some breakfast. You haven’t gotten to try Zach’s diner yet.”
Her eyes got big, and she grinned. “I would love to. From what you’ve said, it’s the best in town.”
“You can’t get better,” I nodded. “Get dressed, and we’ll get going. Hell, we don’t have to do anything today we don’t want to do, and we’ve already started it off right. Let’s see how things turn out.”
She grinned once more and ran to get dressed, leaving me to get ready in my
room. The sun was shining, but it wasn’t too hot. It was the perfect weather to head out on the bike for the day. I liked taking her out on my bike. It made me feel good to have her arms around my waist, and I loved how she looked sitting on the back of it.
It had been a while since I’d been to Zach’s diner, too. He didn’t work on Sundays, but I knew it was going to be good anyway. The cooks were all close to the same. Zach just happened to know what we wanted.
I drove straight there, proud to walk her in on my arm. Things were different now than they had been the night before. I knew beating the shit out of Hanserd had broken down walls between us. There were fewer boundaries now, and I was proud to show her off to the other guys in the room.
We settled in and I ordered the biggest breakfast on the menu. I didn’t care if we ate it all or not. I just wanted to impress her. She had that effect on me. Whenever I saw her smile I knew I was doing the right thing…and she smiled a lot. Zach and Vanessa were there at their own table, and Carl was sitting alone over in the corner.
It wasn’t unusual for there to be several members of the MC in at a time. We all liked the food, and Zach gave us members a discount on the price. He would dish out a lot of food for not a lot of money, and all the waitresses knew it.
Meagan, our favorite waitress, brought the food and set it down in front of us. She was always fast, and while Nathan had crushed on her for a while, none of us had ever flirted with her. I had considered it a time or two, but I didn’t want to date someone who was working for Zach, so I never did.
Now, with Brooke there seated across from me, I really didn’t want to. Having her in my life had changed the way that I looked at all women. I didn’t want any of them. I felt so good being with Brooke – she was the one for me. Her smile would melt my heart, her laugh sounded like music to my ears.
I knew I was going to have to work hard to keep her. I didn’t want to even think about the chance of her not being happy with me. Hell, if that meant that she never got a job and never moved out, I would be more than happy with that. I didn’t want her to go anywhere.
She was free to do as she pleased, and I would make sure she always had that freedom in her life.
God knew I had been through a lot of the same shit she’d had to endure, and I didn’t want her to ever feel that way again. As long as she was with me, she would be happy and free to do anything. I would make damn sure of it.
“I can’t believe how good this is,” Brooke cut into my thoughts. “No offense, but this is damn good cooking.”
I nodded with a chuckle. “I’m passable, I can say that with confidence. But when it comes to good food, I come here most of the time. There’s just no beating it anywhere else.”
“He must have good recipes,” she said as she looked toward the kitchen.
“I’m pretty sure they were all family recipes that have been handed down. You know, the good stuff you just can’t get through a single generation?” I replied.
“I don’t think you can get this good of food anywhere. We’re going to have to come back and get burgers one of these days,” she said with a smile. “I love a good burger, and it’s been a while since I’ve had one. Those prison burgers weren’t good.”
“Hell no, they weren’t. I hated all the food in prison. And if you want to come back, we’ll come back as soon as we can. I can tell you that those burgers they make up in that kitchen are the best in the world. I don’t know what he does to them back there, but whatever it is, it’s working,” I said with a grin.
“I believe it. But right now, this sausage is calling my name,” she stuck another piece in her mouth, and I smiled, shaking my head at her. She looked at me with raised eyebrows.
“What?”
“Oh, just the way you eat sausage. It’s the best,” I said.
She smiled and settled onto the bench. “I’m not sure about that, but I appreciate the compliment.”
“I’ve seen some interesting methods, that’s for sure. No, you seriously are great,” I said. I fought the urge to reach across the table and take her hand. I didn’t want us moving too fast, and I had to admit, we were moving quickly. But, there was a part of me that didn’t care how fast we moved.
Hell, Zach and Adam had both jumped right in with their girls. Even Nathan had gone from zero to sixty. I didn’t want to hold back. And now that I understood that, I couldn’t wait for what life would bring. I had a feeling I’d be able to convince her to stay with me, she clearly was happy at my place.
The only thing I wanted to change was where she was sleeping. I didn’t want her on the other side of the house. I wanted her in my room, with me. And, I was going to ask her about that as soon as I felt the time was right.
I wasn’t going to rush it, not too much anyway. But, the day was coming when I’d ask her to grab all her things and put them in my room. I wanted her by my side as we went to bed every night, and nothing was going to change my mind about that.
I wanted to protect her – I needed to protect her. She awoke something in me that no one else had ever done, and I didn’t want to let it go. Let life throw at us what it wanted, we had each other, and I was strong enough for us both.
Just let someone try to say otherwise.
20
Brooke
The afternoon turned out to be even more perfect than the morning. After breakfast, we walked outside hand in hand, leaving his bike at the diner and heading into town. I wanted to see more of downtown, and with Spencer there to keep me safe, I felt like I could explore.
It had been so long since I’d been in a downtown. It was overwhelming at first. I loved looking in the shop windows at the things that were for sale. It all felt so old fashioned, I didn’t want the afternoon to end.
Spencer was more than happy to spend the time with me, and he didn’t care what we did with ourselves, either. He was happy to follow me in and out of the various shops we passed. There were plenty of them that were clearly tourist oriented, but they were still fun to look in.
I wasn’t from Santa Rosa, so I was more than happy to play the tourist, even if I didn’t buy anything. I didn’t need anything. Spencer had already taken care of all that I could possibly ask for, even down to the clothes on my back. I didn’t want to ask for anything else from him. I didn’t have money of my own, so he’d have to buy anything we got.
With all that he’d already done, I didn’t want anything else from him. I just wanted to show my appreciation for all that he’d done.
We eventually made our way into an ice cream parlor. The same one we’d been in the day I nearly got hit by the car. We didn’t have to buy full pints of ice cream. They also offered shakes and cones or cups. I was happy to split a shake with him. It was so romantic, I could hardly contain myself. Like something straight out of a movie, really.
“Now what do you want to do?” I asked after we’d finished with the ice cream.
“Whatever you want,” he said. “You know, it’s been quite some time since I’ve been to a movie.”
I smiled. “You don’t have to buy me a movie ticket. Hell, you’ve already done so much for me, I don’t want to ask you for anything else.”
“You didn’t ask. I just offered,” he said with a wink. “And, I think it would be a lot of fun. I can’t remember the last time I had a date that stretched all day long, and I want to make the most of it.”
I blushed. It was hard to see him wink at me without my cheeks flushing a crimson red. But, he laughed. I knew he liked being able to make me blush, and it wasn’t hard for him to do that these days. I was moving past bursting into tears at his kindness. Instead, I wanted to have fun with him.
The two of us were spending the day like naughty teenagers. Hell, we got to the movie theater and spent most of our time making out in the back row. I hadn’t done that since I was in high school, and Spencer was a far better kisser than the guy I’d been with at the time.
The movie was good, too. It was the first movie I’d been to sin
ce being released, and I enjoyed the big screen. I’d forgotten how loud movies were in the theater, and was glad that we’d chosen to sit in the back. I didn’t want to be too close to the speakers in the front, especially with all the action scenes that were blasted over the audience.
“That was a lot more fun than I remember movies being,” I said when we left.
“I think the company helps,” Spencer replied. “I hate going with people who are a drag.”
“At least we agree on how to get our popcorn,” I replied. “I hate it when you’ve got the one person who loves all the butter they can put on there, then you’ve got the other person who can’t stand any butter and just wants to go with salt. You could get your own, sure, but that’s so expensive.”
“I’m glad we shared,” Spencer said with a nod. “I’m not worried about how much it costs, but I like sharing things with you.”
I smiled again. I couldn’t believe the change that had come over him. Since the fight he’d gotten in to with Hanserd, he was more doting than ever. I didn’t know it was possible for him to be nicer to me, but he was proving now not only was it possible, but he wanted to do it. I could almost imagine if this was my life – my life that I never had to walk away from.
We could do our movies on the weekend, our dinners at the diner, everything. Nothing was going to hold us back, and nothing could touch us in our happiness. I wanted it to go on and on like the fairytale that it was, right down to the fact he and I wanted to make out again when we got back to his house.
Now that we’d crossed the line, it was impossible for us to keep our hands off each other. I wanted him with every second, and he clearly felt the same about me.
We sat on his couch, once again making out. It was far more sensual when we were in the privacy of his home, and I enjoyed the change. He touched me everywhere. My breasts, my ass, running his hand down my body and sending chills through my spine. It was enough to turn me on all over again, but we were watching another movie, and neither of us wanted to get off the couch.