by Bella Rose
He left her there for a moment and headed for his bedroom. He wanted to start a bath running. His thought was that a hot bath would do wonders for the poor woman.
Once the water was going nice and warm, he headed back out to collect Lena.
He didn’t wait for her to protest. Rocko plucked Lena off the floor. It was reassuring when she put her arms automatically around his neck to steady herself. He carried her into the bathroom and set her gently on her feet.
“Undress,” he ordered in a low voice. “Don’t argue,” he added because she looked like she might be gearing up to do just that. “Just do it.”
Lena began peeling off her clothing. Rocko tried not to notice the beautiful, creamy skin of her breasts or the narrow flare of her hips. Now wasn’t the time. There would be plenty of time for that later on. For now, he needed to focus on getting her calmed down. She looked like a refugee.
“What now?” She was hunched over trying to cross her legs to cover her crotch and hold her arms over her breasts at the same time.
“Get in the water.”
“With you in here?” She sounded a bit panicky.
“I’m not going anywhere,” he growled. “I’m going to make sure nobody else bothers you while you’re bathing.”
“Oh.”
She needed to understand that he was her safety while she was here. As long as she openly belonged to him, no one would mess with her. He never should have left her while he went to check on a bike problem one of the other gang members was having. That had been stupid on his part to leave her unsupervised in a trailer with Stone.
Lena sank down into the water and sighed. In moments she seemed to relax. Rocko sat on the toilet and tried to relax himself. He looked at his knuckles. They were all split open. He could feel a bruise on his jaw from one of Stone’s blows. Reaching up gingerly, he touched his jaw.
“Are you hurt?” There was actual concern in her tone.
He offered her a smile. “No. Just a little tap. That’s all.”
“How could he even get up?” Lena shuddered. “You beat him. I used a bat. And he still kept coming!”
“He’s a little like a cyborg like that,” Rocko joked. “It’s one of the things he’s most proud of. It’s like he doesn’t have all the right pain receptors or something. Although I’m going to bet there’s a chemical aspect to it too.”
“That’s a strange point of pride,” Lena whispered. “You guys are all crazy.”
“And now you’re going to be crazy here with us. I’m sorry I didn’t keep you safe.” He sighed. He had to ask the question, no matter how awkward it made him feel. “Did he rape you?”
“No. He wasn’t even interested in that. He said he wanted to make me pay for threatening him. I don’t really get that, but I’m assuming he was black and blue from fighting with you before?”
“Yeah.” Rocko grunted. “He didn’t like my decision to let you pay off your dad’s debt in labor.”
“I kicked his ass, though. I did.” She sounded both awed and satisfied as hell about that fact. “I took care of myself.”
“Yeah, you sure did.” He leaned over and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. “Lena, you and I need to have sex. You know that, right? At least, we need to convince the rest of the gang that we’ve had sex. That way they’ll leave you alone.”
She reached out of the tub and very gently patted his thigh. The touch seared him through the layer of fabric between them. “I know, Rocko. I don’t mind. I think I trust you not to be mean about it.”
Chapter Six
Lena wondered if it was possible to experience so much all at once that your mind snapped and things that should have sounded completely unreasonable began to sound like a good idea. That would have nicely explained why there was such a large part of her that was so convinced that sleeping with Rocko was a good idea. Well, it was either that or the fact that she had a ton of endorphins racing through her veins. She was literally high from her fight with Stone. She felt powerful in an all new way she’d never experienced before. It was making her feel hornier than she ever had before too.
She dried off and wrapped the towel around her body. Using the hand towel, she wiped the fog from the mirror above the sink. She had already placed her small collection of lotions and cosmetics on the counter earlier.
When Rocko had stepped back out into the bedroom to give her a little privacy, he’d told her to hurry up. She couldn’t imagine what the rush was about. But about the last thing she wanted right now was to irritate him. So Lena quickly combed her hair and left it loose down her back. Then she slathered some vanilla scented lotion on her legs. That was about the time she realized that Rocko had taken her discarded clothing with him. She had nothing to put on.
Instead of making her nervous, it left her feeling the strangest sense of anticipation. There were butterflies in her belly, and she felt a hot ache between her legs.
Lena stared into the hazy mirror. She wasn’t an easy woman. There had only been two other guys in her past. Neither had been spectacular, but she hadn’t expected much either. At least she wasn’t a complete virgin, which only made her slightly less nervous about sex. Especially since she wasn’t exactly doing this for the best of reasons. But women had been practical for centuries, right? Her father was her only family. She had promised him that she would find a way to wipe out the debt. What better way to do that than to make Rocko somehow fall for her, or at least like her enough to want to do her a favor? That was her goal.
Taking a deep breath, she slid open the pocket door that separated the bathroom from the bedroom. She gripped the towel tightly above her breasts and marched right into the bedroom. She stopped in her tracks when she saw Rocko lounging on the bed.
The covers were pulled back to expose the plain white sheets. He had taken his shirt off, and his black jeans rode low on his hips. The way he was positioned on his side left a huge expanse of rippling abdomen for her to stare at. She swallowed back the lump that had instantly appeared in her throat.
“Come here, Lena.” He patted the bed beside him. “But lose the towel. If the sheets are going to get damp, it’s not going to be because of a wet towel.”
She wished she could have said something sassy or suave, but her brain could barely function well enough to get her body from point A to point B. Finally, she stood next to the bed and bit her lip as she realized the time had come. He had seen her naked just a short while ago in the bathroom. This should not have been a big deal.
“Drop it,” Rocko commanded.
Lena’s gaze raked his handsome, rugged face. His dark hair was tousled and shoved unceremoniously behind his ears. It touched his broad shoulders and looked so silky that her fingers itched to touch it. His skin was so golden. It was as if he’d been outside without a stitch of clothing on. There was a fine dusting of dark hair down the center of his belly. It arrowed straight down toward his groin. There was a very obvious bulge in the crotch of his pants. In fact, it looked enormous.
She started to get a little nervous. Her previous experiences hadn’t included anything that could be called particularly large equipment. What if she wasn’t designed for that kind of thing? This could be a bad idea.
She opened her mouth to speak, but he shook his head. “You. Naked. On this bed before I count to three.” He cocked his head to one side. “One.”
Oh. She hadn’t let go of the towel. She’d been too absorbed in staring at his body. Now she had to actually do this. Biting her lower lip, she forced her hand to let go. The damp cotton towel puddled around her feet, and she shifted uncomfortably.
“Bed,” he barked.
Right. She was supposed to get on the bed. She put her knee on the mattress and pulled herself up. The sheets were cool against her heated skin. Her breasts felt heavy, and her nipples were hard. Then Rocko reached out and gently brushed his fingertip over one of her nipples.
Lena froze. The intensity of that one sensation overwhelmed every other thought i
n her head. It was good. He circled the areola before lightly pinching her nipple. She closed her eyes and focused on just that. Her pussy began to ache, and she squirmed to try and ease the throbbing between her legs.
“Lie down.” Rocko gently nudged her with two fingers on her shoulder. “Spread your legs and lift your knees. Show me that pretty pussy. I want to see it.”
She had never felt so exposed before in her life, but it wasn’t bad. It was strange, in a good way. The cool air played havoc on her heated skin. Especially the warm, wet flesh between her legs. She could feel him staring at her. His gaze was like a caress, and she wanted so much more.
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Rocko’s self-control was going down in flames. He hadn’t had any intention of touching her tonight. That wasn’t his purpose. This was supposed to be practical. She needed his protection while she was in Rasher territory. If he could say that he was fucking her, then nobody would question his claim. And there was no doubt in Rocko’s mind that there were people loitering outside his fence listening eagerly to what was going on inside this trailer.
He gazed at the sweet piece of woman lying in his bed. Her skin was creamy perfection, and she looked as though she had never been touched. Her breasts were naturally upright and her nipples taut with arousal. Her skin was flushed a beautiful shade of pink. He gazed at the riot of red hair spread across his bed. It perfectly matched the short curls covering her mound. Her belly was flat, and the soft flare of her hips was just perfect for gripping.
With her legs spread and lifted, Rocko had a good view of her pussy. Her outer lips were slightly swollen, which told him she was turned on. Then there was the soft, pink, fleshy center that was currently covered in creamy juice. The woman was wet, and he hadn’t even touched her yet. Her responsiveness was just like everything else about her—honest.
“Have you ever taken a lover before?” Rocko asked hoarsely.
Her breasts rose and fell as she took a breath to answer. “A few. It’s been a—a long time.”
So he wouldn’t be the first. The disappointment was sharp and unexpected. Still, he would be the last. At least, that was what the animal side of his brain was howling. Nobody else would ever look at this sexy woman in such a way if he could help it.
Rocko shook his head. That was completely impractical. She was only his for a short period of time. He had already decided. Thirty days to work off her father’s debt. Thirty days of servicing him and doing every single thing he ordered.
That decadent thought had merit. He cleared his throat. “I want you to touch yourself, Lena.”
“You do?” Her breathy voice sounded surprised. “Um—okay?” She put her right hand over her pussy.
Rocko chuckled. One would think the woman had never played with herself before. “Is that how you do it at home when you think no one is watching?”
She froze. Her skin flushed a darker, richer shade of pink. “No.”
“Show me that.”
She hesitated a moment, and then she spread her pussy lips open with two fingers of her left hand. With her right hand, she very gently began to circle her clit. The sight of her mesmerized him. The way she arched her back made her nipples thrust into the air. His mouth watered as he longed to lean over and take one between his lips. Her fingers made wet sounds as she moved them faster and faster. He watched as she circled her clit, dipped down toward her opening, and then moved back up to spread the hood of her clitoris once more.
Rocko was dying to touch her. He wanted to feel those silky thighs. The scent of her arousal blanketed his senses, and he could think of nothing but how good it would feel to push into that tight little opening. He watched her inner muscles flex as she got closer and closer to climax. She was squirming on the bed now. He doubted she even realized that he was still watching. Her eyes were closed. Her lips were parted. She looked so damn sexy that he was almost overcome with the need to fuck her.
“Come,” he growled. “Come for me now, Lena!”
Her eyes opened, and she looked at him through a lusty haze as she gasped and cried out. Her belly began to quiver as her inner muscles rolled and undulated with the muscular contractions of her climax. He thought of how it would feel for her pussy to massage his cock as she came.
Lena started to come down from her orgasm-induced high. He saw her exhale a big breath, and the tension seemed to leave her body. Her head lolled back on the bed and her knees fell to the side as she relaxed.
“I hope you don’t think you’re done,” he told her in a rough voice. “After a show like that one, I’m going to need some attention.”
“Attention?” Her head popped up, and she gave him a wide-eyed stare. “What does that mean exactly?”
He figured it would be crass to tell her that his cock was about to bust out of his pants. Instead of saying anything at all, he unzipped his jeans. He raised his hips off the bed and shoved his pants down his legs. His cock sprang free, and he hissed with the intensity of the sensation as it thudded against his belly.
“You’re very big.” The words were delivered in a whisper. “Will this hurt?”
Until that very moment, he had not been certain that he was going to fuck her. He had considered jacking off. He’d fantasized about spraying his cum over her breasts and belly. He’d imagined flipping her onto her back and grinding against her ass until he came all over her back. He had thought of teaching her to touch him and make him come. And perhaps he would do all of that. But right now the only thing he could think about was how badly he wanted to put his cock inside her wet, warm pussy.
So Rocko gazed at Lena and tried to be completely honest. “Whatever pain you feel, I will give you just as much pleasure. That’s about all I can promise.”
She bit her lip again. Then she swallowed and lay back down. She seemed to be settling herself on the bed. Spreading her legs, she wriggled until it appeared that she was comfortable. “Okay then. I’m ready.”
Chapter Seven
Anticipation was making her so nervous that Lena could feel her limbs trembling. What was he waiting for? This was usually the time that the man climbed on top of the woman and put his dick inside her. Right? Surely it hadn’t been so long that she’d forgotten the basics?
Her pussy was wet and so very achy after her orgasm. She didn’t even want to think about that right now. She had never been so turned on before in her life! And that had been with him watching. Or maybe it was because he was watching. It was difficult for her to say.
“Lena.”
“Yeah?” She squeezed her eyes shut. Hopefully they would get through the hurting part very quickly.
“It isn’t necessary to be stiff as a board.”
“Okay.” She didn’t know quite what to say about that.
“Lift your knees again.”
She did as he asked. The position put an arch in her back and made her feel very exposed and wanton. It was both frightening and a turn on. Then she felt his hand on the inside of her thigh. His touch was gentle. She forgot to think about anything other than the amazing sensation of his hand stroking her skin.
Her breathing grew rapid. She felt a deep ache in her lower belly that she’d never experienced before. Then his fingers inched closer and closer to her sex. That was what she wanted. When he finally spread her outer lips and gently stroked the wet flesh within, she thought she might die of the pleasure.
“The best way to help it hurt very little...” he began in a low rumbly voice. “...is to make you so crazy with need that you can’t think of anything but how much you want my cock inside you.”
She hadn’t thought that was possible until now. There was an emptiness inside her, and it was growing. Each lazy stroke of his fingers on her pussy made it more intense. He wasn’t touching her fast enough or with enough pressure to make her come. He was just teasing. And God, did it feel good. He circled her clit. He slipped his finger into her opening and then right back out again.
Finally, he dipped one long finger all the way in
to her channel. Lena groaned with relief. She could not stop herself from moving. Her hips were rolling and rocking as she ground against his finger. She was about to come. She could feel it rushing toward her. Then suddenly her orgasm hit, and she was twisting her fingers in the bed sheets and crying out desperately for him to keep going.
“That’s it.” His low laugh was so sexy. She’d never experienced anything like it. “Now I’m going to get you close again. And this time I’m going to slide my cock inside that nice, tight pussy of yours. Are you ready?”
“Yes!” she managed to moan.
She was squirming and rocking and trying to gain friction against his finger, but it suddenly seemed like not enough. Then he put his thumb against her clit and began to rub hard. She yelped in surprise and then groaned in delight as the pleasure of what he was doing hit her.
“I want you to scream loud,” Rocko told her. “Scream for me. Okay?”
“Yes!” The word came out as a shout. “Oh! Right there! Right there!”
She had never been so bold or so wanton. Her skin was on fire. She felt as though the whole world was a size too small. Pushing her back against the bed, she arched hard and felt relief when Rocko added a second finger to the first. He began to push them apart. The motion spread her inner muscles wide and caused strong friction that left her gasping in delight. Then he added his thumb one more time to her clitoris.
The feel of that pressure was exactly what she needed. She felt her orgasm begin to build. Her third orgasm. Had she ever come three times during sex? She couldn’t even remember coming once with a man. But that didn’t matter. The only thing she wanted was to get there one more time. If she could just get there, everything would be perfect. She knew it.
Then Lena felt the bed move. Rocko reared up between her legs. She watched him grip his massive erection in one hand. The fingers were removed from her pussy. The instant, aching emptiness made her whimper in protest. Then she felt a smooth, round shape probe her opening.
