Stepping into the office, I shut the door behind me, turning the lock before taking her into my arms. “I’m sorry to say, but knowing how hard my dick is, this is going to be hard and fast. I hope you’re okay with that.”
“As long as it’s with you, I’ll take it any way I can get it,” she answers before pulling my head down to hers.
As soon as her lips touch mine, my tongue slips into her mouth. I make quick work of pushing her pants down her legs while backing her the short distance to the desk. When the back of her legs touch the edge of the desk, I reluctantly pull my mouth away.
Kissing a path from her lips to her ear, I whisper, “You’re going to have to keep it quiet this time, if you don’t want anyone to know what we’re doing in here.”
Licking from the bottom of her ear down to the curve of her neck, I can’t resist taking a little nibble. The soft moan she releases lets me know how much she likes it. Pulling my mouth away, I reach into the pocket of my shorts and pull out a condom, thanking the heavens that I’m prepared. I didn’t figure she’d ever back down and allow sex in her office, but on the off chance, I wasn’t going to have anything in my way, least of all not having a condom.
Laying it on the corner of the desk, I push down Trina’s panties and put my arms under hers. Lifting her just enough to place her ass on the edge of the desk, I let go long enough to push down my shorts. Trina kicks off her shoes, letting her pants and panties fall to the floor.
Normally I would strip her out of her shirt and bra, but now that her pussy is right in front of me, I want nothing more than to be inside it. Knowing that she is going to let me fuck her here in her office makes me want her even more.
I pick the condom back up, quickly tear open the package, and take it out. Rolling it onto my hard cock is somewhat of a struggle, almost painful even.
Finally getting the condom on, I’m ready to sink myself balls deep into her warm pussy, but her hand on my chest stops me. I look up at her, wondering what is wrong.
Giving me a little push, I take a step back and she pushes herself off the desk. I have no idea what’s going on. Did she change her mind? I sure as fuck hope not.
I’m about to ask her when she nudges me and points to the chair sitting in front of the desk. “There’s no way I’m risking you doing something to your leg. This time it’s my turn.”
She knows as well as I do that it’s got nothing to do with my leg. There’s been plenty of time lately that she’s let me take the lead. She just wants to feel in control. I’m not going to complain. I didn’t mind the previous times that she’s rode my cock, so I’m not going to mind this time either.
Taking the few steps over to the chair, I quickly sit down and watch as she walks over, pulling her shirt over her head as she does. I didn’t think that my dick could get any harder, but I was clearly wrong. It is throbbing as she straddles my legs.
Placing one hand on her hip, and the other around my cock, I slide the head through her slick folds a few times before lining up at her entrance. Removing my hand, she eases down, slowly taking me in until I’m buried deep.
The feel of her wrapped around me is almost too much. Grabbing ahold of her hips, I hold her there for a minute, just reveling in the feel of her.
I loosen my grip and she starts moving, slowly at first, letting her body get adjusted to me being inside her. I watch as my cock slides in and out, mesmerized by the vision before me as she slides up to the tip and then slowly back down again.
I want to slam into her, to feel the way her pussy tightens around my dick, but I let her go at her own pace. Finally, after what seems like forever, she speeds up. Just a little at first until I think she is intentionally trying to drive me crazy.
Her moans mix with the sounds of our bodies joining together as she rhythmically rides my cock. I can tell that she is getting close when her steady pace falters. Lifting one hand to the back of her neck, I pull her mouth to mine, consuming her moans.
Moving her hands from my chest, she wraps them around my neck, sliding her fingers into the back of my hair. Her pussy clamps down on me and causes me to release a moan of my own. I feel a tightening of my own and remove my hand from her hip. Stroking my fingers across her smooth skin, I don’t stop until I reach her swollen clit.
Giving it a few strokes, I feel as her legs start shaking and her pussy convulses around me. Grasping the hardened nub between my thumb and finger, I give it a hard pinch, swallowing her moans of pleasure as she comes on my cock.
Continuing on my assault of her clit, I pump into her a few more times until I feel the familiar tingling that works its way up into my stomach. Pulling my mouth from hers, I look down, watching as I slide in and out. Giving one final thrust, I have to lean my head back and close my eyes as I find my own release. The intense feeling is unbelievably better each time that I’m with Trina.
CHAPTER TEN
After catching our breath for a couple of minutes, Trina removes herself from my lap. She starts getting redressed as I dispose of the used condom and pull my shorts back up.
Picking up her shirt off the floor, I help her put it back on. “I know you didn’t want to do that here, but you have to admit, it felt good as fuck.”
After her shirt is in place, she slides her shoes back on. Stepping in front of me, she finally responds. “Yes, it did feel good, but I still shouldn’t have done it and we aren’t making a habit of it.”
Holding up my hands in surrender, I say, “I know, and totally agree, it won’t happen again.”
I try to be serious, but it’s hard to keep the grin off my face.
“I mean it, Dallas. I can’t have something like fucking my patients on my record. I’d never be able to get another job. I worked too hard for this to throw it all away now.” She is almost pleading with me, and it makes me feel terrible for convincing her to agree. In my defense, it didn’t take a lot of persuading.
Trina told me not long ago how she struggled to get her degree. She worked two, sometimes three jobs while going to school just to make sure she didn’t have a shit ton of student loans to pay. There were plenty of days of eating just Ramen noodles, but she was finally able to get her degree. This is her passion, what she loves to do, and I totally understand that. I wouldn’t want to be the one to jeopardize any of it.
Taking her in my arms, I hold her to my chest. “I understand, and I would never do anything to cause you to lose your job. It won’t happen again, at least not while I’m your patient.”
I feel her nodding her head against my chest. She lets me hold her for a couple of minutes before pulling away. “I have to get back out there. You were my last patient for today, but Janice won’t leave her receptionist desk until I tell her to go home.”
Before she walks to the door, I stop her with a hand on her arm. Turning her to me, I put my hands on her cheeks. “I don’t know if you are feeling regret, fear, or some other shit because we had sex here, but there’s no reason for any of it. No one has any idea what we were doing in here. I had no ulterior motives for it, other than that I wanted you so badly, I could hardly stand it.”
Finally, I see a little smile spread across her lips. “I know, Dallas, I’m just nervous. I know that people are in here all the time so it’s no big deal that we were, too, but that doesn’t help my nerves. I also know that you would never use sex with me to get your way. That doesn’t mean that I wouldn’t though.”
I look at her with a questioning look until her smile gets bigger and she finally continues. “I had already decided before you came in today that I would talk to Dr. Jones and recommend that he reassess you. It hasn’t been as long for you as regular therapy patients for your injury, but you have come a long way. You are actually doing better right now than some of them when they have done the whole length of therapy. I think it helps that you were already in great shape before your accident.”
Shaking my head in disbelief, it’s hard to keep the smile off my face. “You’re pretty sneaky, you know
that?”
Trina gives a little shrug before pulling away from me and turning to unlock and open the door. “I’ve realized the only way to keep you on your toes is to be sneaky. The doctor still has to agree, but I think you’re ready to hit the stage again, Big D, and take off your clothes for money.”
I’m momentarily in shock at what she just said that it takes me a bit to respond. It’s not the sarcasm she used when she made the comment about me taking off my clothes. No, it was that she called me Big D.
She’s already out of the office and halfway across the therapy room when I finally get my head out of my ass. “Hold the hell on, Trina. What the fuck was that? All this time, you knew who I was and you never said anything?”
She turns back toward me, a big grin on her face. “Of course, I knew. How could I forget the man who gave me the best night of my life? I’m not stupid though; you never acted like you remembered who I was, so why would I act like I remembered you? I knew that night that I was just some random woman that you picked up to have sex with, and I was okay with that. When you first came here, you already had so much on your mind. I was afraid that if I acted like I knew you, you would feel obligated to me in some way. I didn’t want our relationship to start out that way.”
Rushing over to her, I pull her into my arms once again. My lips are on hers in an instant, and it’s not long before I’m flooded with desire. I know that if we don’t stop, I will be dragging her sexy ass right back to that office.
I reluctantly pull away, trying my best to catch my breath. Although I should be pissed, I can understand her reasoning. Even though I have never felt obligated to anyone, I can see why she was afraid I’d feel that way.
“I was right; you are sneaky. I’m going to have to keep a close eye on you.”
Trina laughs, and then the smile leaves her face, a serious look replacing it. “I was afraid you’d be mad when you found out that I’ve known all this time. That’s why I kept delaying saying anything.”
“I was mad at first that you didn’t know who I was. I just figured you were drunker than I originally thought, or that I wasn’t worth remembering. Which, really, I find that impossible. Then as time went on, it didn’t bother me as much whether you remembered me or not. We made new memories, and although, that night was great, we’ve had plenty more since then. I hope we have a lot more.”
Trina bows her head, trying to hide her face from me. That’s not going to work, not with me. Reaching out, I lift her chin and raise her eyes to mine. I now see that she was trying to hide the tears that she’s desperately trying to keep from falling.
A tear slips out and slides down her cheek, and I wipe it away with my thumb. “Is the thought of being with me so bad that it makes you cry?”
I get the response that I was hoping for when she rolls her eyes and lets out a laugh. “Of course not. These aren’t sad tears; they are happy tears because that’s the way I feel, too. Actually, I know it’s ridiculous and too fast, but I’m pretty sure that I’ve fallen in love with you.”
She looks so nervous and scared. I hate that her feelings for me cause her to be so cautious. I want her to always feel like what we have is a good thing.
“It’s not ridiculous or too fast. There’s no such thing as a certain speed where the heart is concerned. I never want you to be nervous to tell me how you feel because I love you, too, Trina.”
She doesn’t even try to hold back the tears this time, and I give up trying to wipe them away. She throws her arms around my neck, and I hold her close.
When the tears finally fade away, she loosens her grip and takes a step back. I grab her hand as I lead her out of the therapy room. “Now that we’ve gotten all of this out of the way, let’s get this place locked up and go home. I’m ready for supper and to get you back in my bed.”
“You’re not getting me back into your bed until you strip for me first. I’m not going to be the only woman in your life that doesn’t get to enjoy watching you. Plus, it will be good practice to see if you’re really ready to get back to work.”
I can’t hold back my laugh when I say, “Stripping for you will be my pleasure.”
Trina lets go of my hand to walk around the room and make sure everything is where it’s supposed to be so that she can leave. After making sure everything is fine, she turns to me. “I’m pretty damn lucky. I get to watch you dance and strip and sleep with you, and I get to do it all for free.”
We both laugh as we walk out of the therapy room and head for home.
EPILOGUE
Six months later
This is my last night dancing at Club Six. Not entirely, but I will only be doing it from now on when there are private parties, or for some other big events. It’s been a great journey where I’ve made some kickass friends, and there’s nothing about it that I would change. It’s where I met Trina, and where we started our lives together. It may not have been an original way to do it, and we both acted like we didn’t remember, but it was the start of something great.
Being with her changed my life more than I ever thought possible. She held to her word, even after I went back to work. Always trusting me and I never let her down. She has also shown me that there is more to life than taking my clothes off for money.
After the doctor released me and I was able to hit the stage again, it didn’t seem as glamorous as it had before. I still enjoyed the dancing and the money; it would be hard not to. The screams and the attention seemed frivolous when I had an amazing woman at home.
“Are you sure you want to do this, D?” Sin asks as he finishes putting on his clothes for his next set. He goes on before me, and I’m the last show of the night tonight.
I know that they probably think I’m crazy to be giving all this up, but I’ve thought about it a lot and this is the perfect time to walk away.
“I’m more than sure, Sin. This is exactly what I need. It’s time for me to grow up and take more responsibility for my life. I think this next chapter will do just that.”
The guys and Betty support me. I know that they do, but they just don’t want to see me leave. Which is understandable because I’m fucking awesome.
After being back at the club for about a month, Betty pulled me into her office. She questioned my mood and my enthusiasm while I was on the stage. I explained to her about how much my life changed when I was injured and not able to work. She understood, even if she didn’t like it, and told me that she thought that’s what it was.
It was then that she told me about a job opening that she had heard about. It was for a dance instructor at the local dance studio. They offer a lot of different dance lessons for all age groups, and it sounded perfect. I have learned many different dances over the years, not just for the stage, but because I just enjoyed doing it. Now I get to teach others, and Trina thought it was great because I get to keep my clothes on.
Sin leaves the room, ready to take his set, and I know that it’s time for me to get ready. Knowing that Trina will be in the audience tonight, I put on the same black clothes that I wore the night we met. I don’t bother with the oil; that shit is behind me, and I’m not doing it anymore.
Walking out, I head to the back of the stage, just as Sin finishes. He walks off the stage, and I sneak a peek out into the audience. My eyes immediately land on Trina. She’s laughing at something Danielle, Dare’s girl, said, which turns out to be more of a shock than my own tale of love. I look back at Rocco, letting him know that I’m ready.
When the lights go dim, I take my place on the stage and wait for the music to start. The sound of So Hott by Kid Rock hits my ears, and I take pleasure in dancing solo on this stage for the last time.
The first place I go when I jump off the stage is straight to my woman. Pulling her from her seat, I pull her into my arms for just a moment before letting her go.
She almost sits back down, but I stop her before she gets the chance. Reaching out, I run my hand across her rounded belly, giving my son and daughter some attent
ion before helping her take her seat.
I make my way around the rest of the room and hop back on the stage just as the music is coming to an end.
It has been a good run, but I’m ready to see what’s next in store for me and my family.
The End
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ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
A special thanks to Emily Minton, Marie Skye, Shay Lich Julie Deaton, and the wonderful ladies in my group.
Emily, I’m so glad we found each other again and that you brought me into this crazy writing world that we share. These past two years have been so much more than I ever imagined, and I owe it to you.
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