I puffed out air, “He can just drive back.”
“He won’t,” Stone said sounding confident. I didn’t bother to ask questions. I probably didn’t want to know the answer to how he could be so sure.
He stood there staring at me with his crystal blue eyes. They were usually so bright but they were a little darker than usual. I couldn’t help but wonder if something was wrong. Maybe something had happened to Stretch. Or my dad. Maybe my dad had somehow gotten involved in the Troy thing. When he noticed me staring at him he tilted his head towards his feet.
“Stone?” I said narrowing my eyes. When he didn’t look at me or acknowledge me, I went into panic mode. “Oh my God, it’s my dad… something happened to my dad! Is he OK? Just tell me what happened. How did he get involved?”
When he didn’t respond I charged at him. I grabbed his leather cut and yanked on it, begging him with my eyes to tell me what was going on. He placed his hands on top of mine and looked into my eyes.
“Your dad is fine, sweetheart,” he said in a deep, rough voice.
“Then what is it?”
“Jesus fucking Christ, it’s you Josie!” he said gripping my shoulders lightly but angrily. He seemed mad, but then he quickly pulled me into his hard body. “I can’t get you out of my fucking head. That’s what’s wrong!”
I looked into his now softer eyes. That was when I probably should have walked away. I should have reminded him he wasn’t supposed to be in the house, because what I was about to do, there wouldn’t be any turning back from.
I got on my tip-toes and kissed him on the lips. My lips pressed into his hard and passionately. At first he held still, and I knew he was running through all the reasons in his head why he should stop things, but then he tilted his head and started kissing me back, matching my desire.
Our mouths pressed together with a need so powerful it almost hurt. We craved each other. It felt as though I was starving and the only thing I needed to fill me was him.
“I don’t know what you’ve done to me, but I can’t fight it anymore,” Stone said in a quick breath before his warm, wet tongue darted into my mouth. “I need you again… I need you now, and if you say no, I’ll go crazy.” He kissed my neck and grabbed my breast, “And if you say yes, I think I’ll fucking go crazy.”
I moaned, and he moved me backwards with his hips until I was up against my dad’s desk. He lifted me up and set me down on the desktop pushing his way between my legs. I didn’t say yes with actual words, but I was pretty sure he knew my answer.
There was no use fighting it. It was too late to turn back now. The last thing I wanted to happen, had already happened. Somehow, I had fallen for a member of my dad’s biker club. I had it bad for the vice president of the Brother’s Rebellion.
I watched my fingertip as I glided it over all the patches on his cut. Without looking I knew his eyes were watching me.
He stepped away, and I almost gasped at the sudden movement. I didn’t want him to go away from me, not now that I’ve decided to be with him. Stone was barely five feet away, and all I wanted was for him to come back to me. He made me feel safe and warm and wet.
Stone put his hand on the doorknob and paused for just a split second as if he was the one making a choice, but for him the choice had been easy. He turned the lock into place with a click and was back to pressing his solid body into mine before I could even moan… “Ohh Stone.”
Stone pulled my shirt off so roughly, I thought I’d heard it rip. His big hands were cupping my breast while his mouth explored the side of my neck.
I shivered and arched my back as I pressed my wetness into him. I could feel his thickness pressing against his tight jeans begging to be let free.
“Take of your clothes,” he ordered, and I quickly obeyed. I thought he was going to take me on the desk but he didn’t. It wasn’t like I cared where it happened as long as it happened.
I stood there in front of him completely naked. He looked me up and down before he lifted me off of the ground and spun me around pushing my back into the wall. I gasped and looked up at sexy grinning face.
The rough movements caused the only picture on the wall to rattle back and forth but I didn’t care. I put my fingers into his hair and pulled his mouth towards mine. Our tongues danced together as if perfectly choreographed. I could feel I was beyond ready for him.
He thrust his jean-covered hardness into me, “I want you and on damn, darlin’ I can feel you want me too. Tell me you want me.”
I opened my mouth, but the words got stuck in my throat. There wasn’t anything I wanted more than him. He was the key to my lock.
“Tell me, baby,” Stone said dragging his fingertip down the side of my neck as he pressed himself against me again. Harder.
“Oh God I want you,” I said softly. I closed my eyes, and reached down between his legs, “I want you right now.”
“What do you want me to do to you, baby?”
“Fuck me. Fuck me right here… right now!” I cried out forgetting where I was.
He smiled his sexiest smile and nodded as if he had heard exactly what he wanted to hear. Stone was going to give me exactly what I had asked for. And we were both going to enjoy every minute of it.
Stone unzipped his pants and let them drop down to his ankles. He held up my weight as slipped his length inside of me. I tilted my head back and hit it into the wall. Instead of feeling the pain, all I could feel was the pleasure of him thrusting deep inside me.
“Stone,” I moaned as he grinded his cock against my most sensitive nerve endings.
“You like that, baby, don’t you?” he asked tilting my face so my eyes would meet his. “How does that feel inside you? I tell you how it feels… it feels fucking amazing, that’s how.”
“Oh Stone! Oh.. Oh my God,” I said as he rolled my nipple between his fingers.
“You feel so perfect to me.” He pressed into me hard before easing himself back out. Stone grabbed and pulled at my ass as he filled me completely.
As he pounded his cock into me it felt as though I was being pumped up towards the clouds. My mind was being emptied of everything except for how good I felt. Having Stone inside me was so intoxicating that the only thing I cared about was being with him. Nothing else mattered.
Every ounce of my being was being teased and pleased by the last person it should have been. But it was too late to do anything about it. We’d fully and knowingly crossed the line. Even if I could have stopped things I wouldn’t have.
I twirled my fingers into his hair and let them slide down his back. My fingers dipped into every muscle groove. I loved feeling his muscles contracting and relaxing with his thrusts.
“Oh baby, you are so fucking hot,” Stone said, slowing his movements. It was as if he was trying to calm his body.
“Oh God, no! Don’t stop! Make me come, Stone… I’m going to come!” I said feeling dizzy with arousal.
“Oh baby you’re ready to come? You want me to make you come?”
“Please, yes please!” I begged. His slow relaxed movements felt like torture.
“Come sweetheart, come for me,” he said in a soft voice as he hammered his cock into me deeper and harder and quicker. I was being plowed towards the edge. It was insane how I wanted our fucking to last forever but at the same time I couldn’t wait to be overcome by my orgasm.
“Oh fuck… oh God!” I cried out as he grabbed my breast and sent me over the edge. My orgasm rippled and then crashed around me like a tidal wave.
“Mmmm,” he moaned, I could feel his eyes on me. The second I started coming down from my orgasmic high, he released his own orgasm. This time, I watched him as he rolled his hips around and grunted. I twisted my fingers in his hair lightly pulling as he slowed his movements.
“That was so fucking hot. I don’t know what you’ve done to me,” he said sounding angry, but he was grinning his sexiest smile. The one that made me want him all over again.
“Shit!” I said looking around
the room realizing we were in my dad’s office. “He’s going to kill me, make you watch, and then kill you. Shit, shit, shit!”
Stone carefully lowered me to the ground. I stood there naked watching his he pulled up his pants. As he buttoned his jeans, I grabbed his cut and looked at his VP patch. I wondered what my dad would do to him. Would he strip away the patch? Would that be worse than killing him?
He looked at me and bit his knuckle. “I gotta get outta here babe before I take you again,” he said as he lightly trailed his finger down my naked breast and over my nipple. The sensation caused the skin to pucker and my eyes closed as if my lids had suddenly become too heavy for me to hold up. All it took from Stone was one simple touch. Just one touch was all it took to put me there.
“Oh, Stone,” I said pushing my eyelids open.
“I got work, sweetheart. The guys are probably already wondering where I’ve been,” Stone said as he placed a kiss in the middle of my forehead. “Get dressed.”
I gathered my clothes and dressed while he kept his hand on the doorknob. He waited until I was fully dressed before opening the door.
Before he disappeared from sight, he did a quick point-wave hand gesture and smiled. I sighed and couldn’t stop the warmth that found their way to my cheeks.
I walked towards the door to close it behind him and I looked out to watch him walk away but he was already gone. As I turned to go back inside the office, something caught my eye.
I turned back and noticed one of the club members standing there. James? Darryl? I couldn’t remember his name.
He was leaning against the wall, probably where my dad would have barked at him for standing. But he was smiling at me. Had he seen Stone leaving the office? What had he heard? My stomach turned, and I closed the door.
Chapter 12
I couldn’t eat dinner. That night I stayed in my room avoiding my dad. I wasn’t sure if the club member who’s name I couldn’t remember would have told my dad about Stone leaving the office.
If he heard us, maybe he would have told my dad about that too. My dad didn’t want the club members in the house, so maybe the guy who’d been inside wouldn’t say anything because he would have gotten into trouble for being in the house. Although it would be nothing to what Stone would face.
I didn’t even know what I would say if my dad confronted me. Of course I could lie and say he came in looking for a phone number, a file or maybe he was just looking for my dad. But then if he had already talked to Stone and my information didn’t match his… well that wouldn’t be good. And if the club member had told him what he’d heard, that would change things completely. There would be no explaining my cries of pleasure.
This is what happens when you get involved with the club. Bad things happen. First Stone was shot, then Stretch had been kidnapped and then I fucked the VP.
I was out of my mind. What had I been thinking? I knew better than to get myself into this mess. Yet here I was.
Sure it had been amazing. Let’s face it, the best sex I’d ever had and thinking about it right now, even with all the trouble I was going to be in, I still wanted to be with him again. And after that again. I was pretty sure I could never have enough.
I looked out the window towards the clubhouse and let my fingers gently glide down over my shirt. My nipples were already hard before I had even touched them. But it wasn’t like Stone was going to waltz past my dad, the club president, and come into my room to help me relieve the pressure that was building inside me. God, I needed him so bad.
It would be night soon. I could sneak out… drive over to Stone’s place, but maybe he wasn’t even there. In fact, I knew he wouldn’t be there because at that moment I saw him walk out of the clubhouse with the member who’s name I couldn’t remember.
At first I was worried, but they were both laughing and smiling. Stone put his arm around the other guy’s shoulder, giving him a half-hug, and then pushed him away.
Maybe since they were buddies, the other guy wouldn’t rat on Stone because if he did that would make him a rat. And while you wanted to be in the president’s favor, you definitely didn’t want to be a rat. Maybe there was hope left and my dad wouldn’t charge into my room any second and pummel me for doing something so stupid.
Stone leaned up against the side of the clubhouse and lit up a cigarette. He exhaled a big cloud of smoke and looked around the area, almost as if he expected someone to pull up and start shooting. Was he always on edge? Perhaps he was always prepared for something to go wrong? Or maybe he just always looked like that.
I softly moaned as I slid my hand up my shirt and caressed my nipple. My wetness increased as I imagined Stone climbing into my window and running his hands all over my body before he threw me onto the bed.
I leaned my head against the window frame and closed my eyes. My mind wandered and if I focused it actually felt as though his hand was sliding down the front of my pants.
I dipped my finger inside myself and parted my lips. I wanted to cry out his name as I stroked my wetness. If only he could be here with me.
I rubbed and flicked and grinded against my fingers as if they were his, and I drove myself closer to the edge. My eyelids slowly raised up hoping he’d still be out there. I wanted to see his sexy lips and imagine pressed against my mouth, my skin… my breast. I wanted to see his rock hard body covered by his black leather cut. He was so hot that I knew one look would throw me over the edge.
When I saw him still standing there, I hadn’t expected he would be watching me through the window. At first I wasn’t sure if he had seen me, or if he just happened to be looking towards the house. But when he reached down and adjusted himself, lingering longer than he should, I knew he was watching me.
I pretended I hadn’t noticed him and stopped so I could remove my shirt. He was still watching, so I squeezed my breasts together as I pinched and pulled at my nipples. My breathing became heavy, and I felt that same intoxicated feeling I had when I was with Stone.
I licked my lips and turned around. I seductively bent over as I slowly wiggled out of my pants. Even though I couldn’t see his reaction I was sure he’d like the view. I reached behind me and stroked myself for him.
Everything about this was so hot, even though he wasn’t there with me. Of course it would have been a million times better if he had been. I turned around so I could watch him as I brought myself to orgasm.
I would have loved to tease him until he couldn’t stand it and to find a way to get to me, but I couldn’t hold out any longer. My fingers gripped the window frame and finger fucked myself until I had to release.
My breath was ragged and heavy. I parted my lips as a mouthed his name. It felt like a surge of electricity jolting through my entire body. I rolled my hips wildly as the intensity of my climax rose and then gently fell with each gasping breath.
When I finished I didn’t know what to do. I smiled and closed the window shade even though I didn’t know if he was still standing there. For all I knew the whole gang was standing out there watching the show.
I put my clothes back on and opened my laptop, but I couldn’t concentrate on anything. The world still seemed to be spinning, so I decided to go get a drink of water. Hopefully, my parents wouldn’t be in the kitchen and my dad wouldn’t be standing there ready to confront me with what he’d heard. If my dad had heard, Stone would probably be in pieces by now. So, I almost had to assume I was safe.
I stopped in the hallway when I’d heard my dad’s voice. He had finished saying something, and the room was filled with an eerie silence.
Shit.
Maybe he had found out. This was going to be bad. Probably even worse than I could have imagined. Oh dear God. I didn’t really believe he’d kill me, but I wasn’t exactly sure what he’d do to Stone.
If he asked me I’d just tell the truth. It hadn’t been Stone’s fault. I’d just say how I felt and that I was a grown woman and…
“I don’t fucking know what to do,” my dad sa
id pounding his fist against the kitchen table. He was angry that was clear.
“Take it easy on the table, Terry,” my mom warned softly. “Who’s got him?”
“The Henchmen,” a voice I didn’t know answered.
“Oh, The fucking Wild fucking Henchmen,” my mom said and I could tell she was bobbing her head as she spoke. She probably had a hand on her hip with a cigarette between her fingers too. “What do they want?”
“More than we have,” my dad answered with a growl.
“Maybe we should charge them, pres… take ‘em down like the rat bastards they are,” Pike said sounding as though he was ready to go at that very moment.
I moved to the side so I could see them sitting at the table. My mom was pacing off to the side and Pike was leaning forward with his palms pressed against the edge of the table.
“That’s what they fucking want us to do. The bastards are sitting around waiting with their guns drawn waiting for us. What that Dick-wad probably wants is me,” my dad said pushing his finger into the table. “We gotta be smart about this.”
I heard the back door. Someone was walking through the kitchen… I could hear the footsteps but I couldn’t see who it was. One of the table chairs squeaked against the floor noisily as my dad kicked it out with his foot.
“Sorry I’m late, pres,” Stone said as he pulled a cigarette out of his pack and tapped it against the tabletop.
“Where the fuck have you been?” my dad said raising his voice with each word.
“Was tied up. I’m fucking here now… what’s up?” he said and I heard the little click of a lighter. Stone was sitting just out of view and if I moved any more, they’d all see me standing there eavesdropping on them.
“Put that out. This is my wife’s beautiful home… show some respect,” my dad said his voice normal but sounding like a total asshole.
“Sorry,” Stone said, and I was pretty sure he was addressing my mom.
“It’s fine dear, smoke if you want to,” she said and my dad nodded. I heard the click of the lighter again.
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