by Jenika Snow
“What do you want to know?”
“We don’t need someone to serve drinks, Steel. We’re not an average fucking club that caters to the general population.”
Running a hand down his jeans, Steel stared at his boss, the man he’d willingly die for. Demon was one of the Presidents who wasn’t afraid to step in front of a bullet for each of his members. “Eloise is the woman who works in the local supermarket.”
“The one you’ve been getting a hard on for?”
“I was there tonight and found her being attacked, nearly raped by her boss. The bastard is still breathing, but Eloise can’t work there anymore. I won’t allow it.”
“You won’t allow it?”
“She needs someone to take care of her otherwise she’s a walking, talking disaster, and not a good one. I can keep an eye on her here. It’s not just serving at the bar. She can clean the club or do something.”
“Are you serious about this woman, Steel?”
“I don’t know what I’m serious about. I only know that she can’t go back there.”
“I’ll talk to the boys and get it settled.”
“If you have to, take her salary out of my cut. I don’t care.”
“Steel, you’re willing to give money up for this woman. You need to face facts that she could mean more than just another pussy you want to take control of.”
“Can I go?” Steel asked.
“Yeah, go.” Demon walked toward his desk and Steel left the room. He didn’t wait around for the pussy to bombard him. Going straight to his room at the clubhouse, he locked himself inside, sitting on the edge of the bed.
Leaning forward, he rested his elbows on his knees and placed his chin on his hand. The kiss had been the first sign that he was sure of Eloise’s need to submit. She held herself back, and she was a submissive craving control if ever he saw one. He knew what he was looking for since he needed to be the one in control.
Sitting beside her, he’d noticed a great deal about her. The childish pajamas were the first warning, trying not to show any sign of maturity. He would bet all of his money that underneath her control there was a woman begging to be set free. Her nipples had been rock hard, pressing against the front of her shirt. She’d spent a great deal of time clenching her thighs together. Every part of her world was neat and orderly, yet when he looked into her eyes, he saw the need shining back.
Given the right person in control, he didn’t have a doubt in his mind that Eloise would open up like a flower in bloom.
He couldn’t do it. Steel couldn’t sit on his ass waiting to find an answer to his question.
Standing up, he left his room, making his way downstairs, ignoring the women who were trying to get his attention. He wasn’t interested in any other pussy but the one he was going to see. Climbing on his bike, he rode toward her apartment. He’d either get turned away or embraced.
Either way, he’d get his answer.
Eloise thumped her pillow, tossing and turning on the bed. The air was too hot and even though she had the window open, it wasn’t doing anything to stem the heat. When Steel had left she’d put on a shirt and some boy shorts. More of her body was on display, but in the privacy of her bedroom, she didn’t care.
Staring up at the ceiling, she gritted her teeth. “It didn’t mean anything. It was just a kiss.”
A demanding, firm kiss that let her know who would be in control. Her pussy was soaking wet, but she refused to touch herself. Nothing would ever come of it. She was one of the few women who couldn’t find release with her own hand. If she could have brought herself to orgasm, she didn’t think she’d have these problems.
Thumping her pillow again, she scrunched it up under her head, letting out a sigh.
“Nothing could ever come of it anyway.”
Closing her eyes, she started to count sheep in the hope of getting to sleep.
The sudden banging on the door had her sitting up abruptly. Frowning, she started to climb out of bed as the banging kept on going. Rushing toward her door, she opened it up without checking who it was.
“Did you check to see if it was me before you opened that fucking door?” Steel asked.
He pushed his way into her apartment, closing and locking the door behind him.
“You could have woken the neighbors.” She pressed a hand to her neck as her pulse started to beat rapidly.
“From now on you check who is knocking before you answer the fucking door.” He took a step toward her and Eloise took one back.
There was something different in the way he spoke and moved toward her. Licking her lips, she stared up the length of his body.
“Why are you here, Steel?”
He didn’t answer her.
She let out a little squeal as her back hit the wall, halting her backward movement.
“Why didn’t you wear this when I was here?” he asked, pressing a hand to her head as his other hand caressed over her thigh. His touch was electric on her skin.
“What are you doing?”
Eloise gasped as he placed his fingers over her mound.
“Ah, my little baby is soaking wet.”
Her cheeks heated as he moved the boy shorts out of the way and started to touch her pussy.
He tutted as he found her pubic hair. “I’m going to have to shave this all off. I like my pussy bare when I eat it.”
“Steel?”
“Open your thighs.”
She did as he asked without argument, getting more aroused as he teased her pussy. God, she didn’t even know him that well; he’d come in here, touched her, stroked her, talked dirty to her, like he had the right to. Yet she wasn’t stopping him, wasn’t even thinking about doing that. He made her feel good, unbelievably so.
“You’re very wet, Eloise. Were you thinking about me?”
Eloise didn’t answer. She closed her eyes, basking in the pleasure coursing through her.
He pinched her clit, drawing her back to his world. “Answer my question.”
“Yes, I was thinking about you.”
Steel eased up the pressure on her clit, stroking down to her entrance, circling her before going back to her clit. “I’ve come to notice some things about you, Eloise.”
Staring into his eyes, she couldn’t look away, afraid that he’d see more than she wanted him to. “If this pussy was bone dry, I was going to walk away and leave you. You’re soaking wet and from now on I’m going to tell you exactly how this is going to go.”
“Steel?”
“Shut up and listen, because I know you want this, too.”
His words had her gasping. She’d never been so aroused in all of her life. Biting her lip, she tried with all of her might to fight the arousal, but it was no use. She’d never come across anyone like Steel.
“Take your shirt off.” He knelt in front of her pushing her shorts down and then off. With shaking fingers she removed her shirt, standing naked before him.
There was something deeply erotic about being nude in front of Steel; he was still fully dressed.
He held the fingers that had been playing with her pussy to her lips. “Lick them clean, Eloise.”
She felt her heart beat wildly. He was breaking through her composure, her control. He made her feel alive, like she couldn’t even breathe unless he had his hands on her. Catching his hand, she drew his fingers into her mouth, tasting herself.
“Do you taste good?”
She nodded.
“Good, because I’m going to be tasting a whole lot of you.”
He removed his jacket, throwing it onto her sofa. “Go and get on the bed. Spread your legs open and hold your pussy lips apart for me.”
Eloise knew she should argue or at least question him. This was insane to be taking orders from this rough biker, but she couldn’t stop. Walking into her lonely bedroom, she lay on the bed, opening her thighs wide. Reaching between her thighs, she held the lips of her sex open.
Staring at the door, she gasped as Steel walked
through the door without a shirt on. He was ripped and inked. Two combinations she never anticipated walking through her door.
“You bite your lip a lot.”
Releasing her lip, she couldn’t look away as he knelt on the floor. He caught her hips and dragged her toward the end of the bed.
“From now on this pussy belongs to me. When I want it, where I want it, and how I want it, Eloise. You’ll give it to me and you’ll do it with a smile on your face.”
“Steel?”
He squeezed the flesh on her thighs, the small bite of pain making her cry out.
Steel knew!
How did he know what she wanted?
Staring down at him, Eloise saw his brow rise.
“It takes one to know one, Eloise.” He ran his hands up and down her thighs. “You’re mine now. I’ve found you, and there’s no more fighting.”
She didn’t want to fight anymore. All of her life she’d been fighting these desires, ashamed of what she actually wanted.
Eloise cried out as he leaned down, licking from her hole up to her clit then back down again. He sucked her clit into his mouth, making her scream.
Steel teased her, showing her without mercy what it was like to have a real man between her thighs. Several times she was almost at the peak of arousal only for him to stop, leaving her shaken.
All of a sudden he stood, gripping her hips, and had her on her knees on the bed.
Eloise cried out as he slapped her ass, hard. He did this to both of her ass cheeks before cupping her pussy. Steel slipped a finger inside her, then another, stretching her.
“It looks like we’re going to have a lot of fun together you and I, Eloise.”
She didn’t doubt it for a second.
Chapter 6
He turned her around so she was still on her knees, but looking up at him now. How did he know what she wanted, what she craved? His finger under her chin forced her attention on him.
“I would never hurt you, intentionally or unintentionally. The pain that I think you need, want, is always in a controlled environment and only meant to heighten your pleasure.”
Her breathing came in short bursts; her body feeling like it was on fire as her arousal and need for this man took control. He leaned forward another inch until she could feel and smell the warm, sweet scent of his breath along her face.
“Anything I do to you will bring you just as much pleasure as it will bring me.”
If she just rose up a little higher on her knees, stretched a little, and titled her head an inch, their lips would be touching. The desire to do so was so strong she made a small noise at the back of her throat.
“Why me?” She whispered and glanced down, not sure why he’d want a woman like her when he could have anyone he wanted. He was big, strong, and a biker, and although she’d turned him down before, she didn’t want to now. When he didn’t respond right away she looked up again.
He was silent for a moment, his focus on her, intense, dominating, controlling. “There is something about you, something that I can’t ignore. I can’t walk away. I want you too fucking badly.” He held her cheek in his big hand, and the pressure as uncomfortable as much as it turned her on. She wanted to be this man’s, wanted to have him controlling her in the way she yearned for. “It isn’t just about sex, Eloise. I can see, deep down inside, you want to be controlled just as much as I want to control you. I’m not offering you extreme BDSM, whipping, beating, or degradation. I’m not asking to let me tie you up and beat you.” He smoothed his hand over her cheek. “Although all of those sound pretty fucking hot when you’re involved and willingly submitting to me.”
Her heart beat fast and hard.
“You want to give up control, to allow someone to take care of you in all things. Isn’t that right?”
She found herself nodding, not able to deny what he said even though this whole situation was crazy and intense.
“I don’t want a woman that will bend to my will because she thinks that is what I want. I need a woman that desires to please me, to pleasure me because it will give her satisfaction. I want you, because I know you’ll be the perfect submissive to the sadistic, dominant inside of me.” He leaned forward, giving her his full, intense stare. “I know that you are the woman that desires to give me that control, because it will get you off too, baby. But giving yourself to me means you’re mine, in every way. I don’t share, don’t even want another man looking or talking to you because it’ll make the beast inside of me fucking crazy.”
His words, his demands, had moisture pooling between her thighs.
“Tell me you want all of that, and I’m yours, baby.”
She nodded, licked her lips, and knew this man could give her the awakening she desperately desired.
“Good, Eloise.” He grinned, a slash of male satisfaction on his face. “I want you sucking my cock. Now.”
Steel’s tone was so demanding that she found herself wanting to obey without hesitation.
She wanted this. Even though it seemed wrong on so many levels, because she’d told herself that it was bad, she knew she wanted to be controlled by a man like Steel.
No, she wanted to be controlled by Steel.
Kneeling before him, she reached out with shaky fingers and started undoing the button on his jeans. A glance up at him showed an expressionless face, yet his eyes held so much more.
Even though she didn’t have his pants undone yet, she could see and feel his rock-hard erection straining against his jeans. The steely length pushed against her hands as she tried quickly to free it. The need to see what was hidden behind the material, to fuel her lust-ridden imagination, had her working faster.
When she finally freed his massive erection, it blew every fantasy she’d ever concocted right out of the water. His dick was long and thick and tipped with a bulbous head that was flushed red from his arousal. Veins lined the heavy length, almost throbbing with the force of how turned on he was. She had never seen a man so hard, so needy. The very idea of putting him in her mouth, sucking him until he came in her throat had all her insecurities rushing forward. She had given oral before, but she wasn’t an expert, certainly not like the other women he had surely been with.
“Stop thinking and just act.” He slid his hand along her cheek and lifted her face to his. “I want that pretty mouth of yours sucking my cock. Now.” He slid his hand in her hair and pulled her forward until the tip of him brushed her mouth. Eyes locked with his, she opened and sucked in the head. Instantly, his flavor exploded in her mouth. The saltiness of his cum, coupled with the addictive flavor of his flesh on her tongue, had a fresh gush of moisture pooling between her thighs. God, she wanted his mouth on her, his fingers, his cock. She wanted every piece of him touching her.
Hollowing out her cheeks, Eloise closed her eyes and tried to push her insecurities aside. She tried to suck as much of his cock into her mouth as she could, wanting to pleasure him. When the tip of him hit the back of her throat and there was still half his length untouched, she wrapped her hand around the base.
“Good girl, suck me nice and deep, baby, make me feel good.” He cupped the back of her head. “You want to make me feel good, don’t you?”
She nodded around his length and moaned.
Fingers not able to touch, she reveled in the knowledge that soon he would be pushing all of massive inches into her. She wanted to hear him groan, hear him curse because he couldn’t contain himself, because she was the one making him feel good. The only noise he made, to her disappointment, was the sound of his heavy breathing. His hand was still in her hair, pulling at the strands, causing a delicious sting to travel through her scalp and down her spine. But she wanted more pain, wanted it mixing with her pleasure. She’d seen enough S&M things on the Internet to know that was what she wanted.
Increasing her speed, she made it her mission to hear his pleasure. Sucking harder, she used her tongue to run along the length on the down stroke and tease the underside of his cock head o
n the upstroke. His breathing became quicker, more labored, and she knew he was close. With her hand she ran it up and down his length, applying pressure at the base and feeling his silky smooth skin move over steel. His legs tightened beneath her and she tasted several heavy spurts of semen hit the back of her throat.
“That’s it, baby. Suck harder, Eloise.” His breathy yet deep command had her obeying instantly. He swelled in her mouth and even if she had thought about pulling away, Steel wasn’t having any of that. His hand tightened in her hair and he applied pressure, keeping her head in his crotch, refusing to let his cock leave her mouth. She accepted his steely dominance because she’d not intended to pull away. She wanted to taste him, to feel the thick warmth of his cum hit the back of her throat.
“Swallow it. Drink it all down,” Steel growled right before she tasted and felt the heavy load that shot out of the tip of his shaft. He thrust his cock into her, hitting the back of her throat.
Working her throat around him, she swallowed every last drop he had to give. Tasting him had her nipples beading and her clit throbbing. Her wetness had her pussy uncomfortably wet, but it also turned her on even more.
When there was nothing left to swallow and Steel’s cock started to soften, she pulled away. His dick fell free of her mouth and she sat back on her haunches, breathing heavily and feeling a drop of his cum slide down her bottom lip. Bringing her gaze up and looking into his face, her breath caught at the look on his face. He didn’t say anything for the longest time and she couldn’t find any words that seemed appropriate. Finally, he lifted his hand and ran it over her bottom lip, collecting his cum and holding it up for her to see.
“Open,” the dark pools of his eyes were the color of the deepest part of the sky. She wanted to dive in, to get lost in everything he offered. She opened her mouth, and when he slipped his cum-coated finger into her mouth, she wrapped her lips around the digit and sucked it clean.
“Suck it all off.”
Doing what he said, she hummed around his finger and savored the taste of him. The digit wasn’t nearly as satisfying as having his dick in her mouth, but she was so starved for him that she would take any body part that he offered.
