Screwed

by Sam Crescent

  Picking up the tube of lubrication, he uncapped it and smeared plenty over his covered shaft. He wanted to make sure she was protected completely. He didn’t want to hurt her.

  Once his cock was covered with the lube, he squirted plenty against the puckered hole he wanted so much.

  She gasped. “It’s cold.”

  Running fingers through the gel, he started to press against her ass. She tensed, but slowly, Piper started to relax against him.

  With the tip of his finger inside her ass, she tensed again. Soothing her with words, touches and patience, Jesse waited for her to relax once again before pushing deeper.

  After some time she took all of his finger and then a second. When he worked a third finger into her ass, he knew she was ready to take his cock.

  He gripped the root and pressed the head to her anus.

  She tensed up again.

  “It’s only me, baby. Trust me. Let me claim you. Remember, I’m not letting you go.”

  Slowly, once again she relaxed against him.

  Piper took the tip of his cock into her ass and he took his time to work in more of his length. She didn’t scream or cry out at his penetration. Staying still under his claiming, Jesse worked his way inside her until she’d taken every single inch.

  “I’m in, baby. You’ve got me all.”

  Opening the cheeks of her ass wide, he watched his cock inside her. It was one of the most erotic things he’d ever seen.

  He’d claimed her. In his mind, Piper was his and no other man was ever going to know the kind of pleasure she could give. He would handle everything with John and his club.

  “It feels weird,” she said. She was breathless every time she talked.

  “It’ll get better.” He was determined she’d love it by the time he was finished. Pulling out of her heat, he started up a pace that took his time, getting her accustomed to the feel of him inside.

  In no time at all, she was thrusting against him, begging and screaming for more. He fucked her hard, reaching around to strum her clit with every thrust he made.

  Jesse knew he’d fallen deep and hard for this woman. He would put everything right and treat her like the princess she fucking deserved.

  Slamming in deep, he fucked her hard, feeling the edge of bliss was close.

  “Come for me, Piper. I need you to come before I find my own release.” He yelled the words for her to hear over the erotic fog over them. Jesse couldn’t hear anything past the beating of his heart and her screams of pleasure.

  “I’m coming,” she said, crying out.

  He kept strumming her clit, feeling her orgasm wrapped around his dick. With two quick thrusts, Jesse followed her into bliss. The pleasure was unlike anything he’d ever thought.

  Neither of them had time to bask in the arousal as his front door was slammed opened. Covering Piper’s nakedness, he quickly tore the condom off, ready to take on any fucker who charged through his door. Whoever thought they could invade his home was fucking mistaken.

  “Jesse, what’s going on?” Piper asked, terrified.

  She got her answer before he said anything.

  John Rix charged through the bedroom door. The anger on his face was clear. John knew what had been going on as he looked between the two of them. Behind him Charley and a mixture of their boys crashed through the room.

  He didn’t defend himself as John landed a blow to his face. Not caring about his naked state, Jesse took the hit.

  “You fucking piece of scum. You make me fucking sick.” John landed a blow then another blow.

  “Daddy, stop it.” Piper had wrapped the blanket around her and was trying to tear her father off him.

  Bless her, she didn’t have a clue how much he deserved this beating.

  “Get fucking dressed and get downstairs.”

  Jesse was pulled to his feet and dragged out of the apartment. A pair of jeans was handed to him.

  The fresh air was freezing cold and he gasped, wishing he was back in his apartment wrapped around Piper.

  ****

  She needed to get downstairs before her father hurt the man she loved. Drake, one of her father’s boys, stood outside the bedroom giving her privacy to dress. She quickly pulled on a pair of Jesse’s sweat pants and a shirt. Her sneakers were in the living room. Brushing past Drake, she quickly put the shoes on then headed downstairs.

  “What were you thinking?” Drake asked, following her.

  “I don’t know what the hell is going on. I need to stop my dad before he does something stupid.”

  “You really don’t know who that fucker is, do you?”

  She stopped to look at him. “I don’t have a clue what’s going on but if you’d like to enlighten me, go ahead. I’m sure I could use the new info.” Her hands were shaking and she was mortified inside at what her father had discovered when he’d walked into the bedroom.

  Great, she didn’t want her father knowing she’d experimented with anal sex. There was no hiding from it now.

  Piper pushed the embarrassment aside and headed outside in time to see Charley, the leader of the Demon’s, standing in front of Jesse who was on the floor, bleeding.

  “You’ve made your point,” Charley said.

  “My daughter is not up for being played like some fucking tool. She doesn’t know all of your men. You shouldn’t have brought her into this.” John’s hands were fisted at his side.

  She knew he was struggling to contain his anger, which was directed at Jesse.

  “We needed information.”

  “Next time, you come to me. Don’t send some fucking punk to screw with my daughter.”

  Her father’s words cut her to the core. Jesse was staring at her, pleading almost. What the hell had happened? This morning she’d woken up so fucking happy and now she felt like she was being torn apart.

  “What the hell are you trying to say?” Piper asked, turning her attention back to her father.

  “This fucking asshole was using you, honey. Yeah, he was sent on a mission to find out why we killed Junior. The little fucking weasel stealing our dough.” John shouted the words for everyone to hear. Only the two MCs were present but that was still too many people for her liking. They’d seen her naked with Jesse.

  Whirling around, she stared at Jesse. The shame on his face was clear to see. He didn’t look away from her, either.

  “Is this true?” She hated the hurt building inside her. Why was she really surprised? No one wanted her. She was the fat daughter of John Rix. She was a means to an end. In that moment, Piper hated herself and the life she’d started to lead.

  “It started out that way. They needed information and you were the one we thought would have it.”

  Tears spilled from her eyes. She felt them falling, thick and fast. Again, she’d been used again to get to her father’s club.

  “You screwed me to what? To butter me up so I’d tell you all of my father’s secrets?” she asked. “I don’t know everything about the club.”

  “It started out like that but it changed, Piper. Surely you felt it.”

  “What? When you screwed me and all the time you were only wanting information?” Staring up and down his body, she didn’t know if she even knew him. Everything he said was a lie.

  “It’s different, Piper. I love you. I’m telling you to trust me.”

  She shook her head. “No, I can’t trust you. You’re a fucking liar.” Walking toward him, she stood in front of him then slapped him around the face. “Don’t you ever come near me again. I don’t want you near me. Do you understand?”

  “Piper, please.”

  Spinning on her heel, she went to her father. “Get me out of here, please.”

  “Sure thing.” John draped his arm over her shoulder. “We’ll talk soon.” His comment directed at Charley.

  She didn’t look back at the man who’d torn out her heart. Going toward her father’s bike, she climbed on the back after putting on the helmet. Holding onto her father, she’d
never been more happy to leave a man behind.

  Jesse had hurt and humiliated her. She wouldn’t be forgetting about this moment for a long time. When they got to the Hell’s Charter clubhouse, she handed her helmet back and walked in. Several of the guys were playing pool. They looked at her as she entered. Without looking them in the eye she passed the sweet butts and old ladies, going to the back of the house to where her bedroom was.

  Closing and locking the door, she went straight to the en-suite bathroom, scrubbing off any memory of Jesse’s touch.

  With the water cascading down around her, she gave into her tears. Pressing a hand to her face, she tried to stop the tears but couldn’t.

  She’d given her virginity to a man who’d only been using her to get what he wanted.

  Get over it. No one else cares.

  When she could cry no more, she turned the water off, dried her body and put a nightshirt on. Brushing her hair, she settled on her bed, wishing the pain would go away.

  Several people knocked, asking if she was all right. She heard the sweet butts giggling. The tears fell down her cheeks.

  Her father didn’t knock. He used the spare key to get inside.

  “Honey, you shouldn’t be alone.” John locked the door behind him, moving toward the bed.

  The tears continued to fall even though she wiped them away.

  “I don’t want you in here.”

  “I’m not going anywhere. This boy is different from all of the others.” He sat down on the edge of the bed.

  “I fell in love with him,” she admitted.

  “Shit, baby. I’m so sorry.”

  “Don’t be. I should have known. A guy like that would never go for a girl like me.”

  “What the hell are you talking about? You’re a beautiful woman, Piper. I know most of my boys would have you in a heartbeat if you ever showed them any interest.”

  “I’m fat, Dad. Men like thin women. Slender and model-like. I’m none of those things.”

  John cursed. “Honey, your mother wasn’t slender. Yeah, some guys like fucking a stick but there are plenty of men who love a full woman with curves.” He held her close. She remembered all the times over the years he’d comforted her after being bullied at school. “Any man would be happy to have you and you point the evil bastards out to me who wouldn’t.”

  She chuckled. “I thought he was different.”

  “Maybe he was. I don’t know, honey. I guess we’ll see what happens and what he does.”

  “What do you mean?” she asked.

  “If he really wants you, there will be no stopping him from coming to claim you.”

  Snuggled up against her father, Piper felt a little better. Over the years he’d always taken care of her, even when there was nothing he could do.

  “I don’t think he will.”

  “He looked upset, Piper. I think he’ll surprise you.”

  “No, I’m not going to risk it.” Pulling away from him, she wiped under her nose. She was done with being sad about the situation. Piper tucked her hair behind her ear and smiled at her father. “I’m sorry for putting the club at risk.”

  “Fuck the club. You’re my little girl. No one hurts you. The guys would agree with me.”

  “I’m not going to break. I’m fine.” The lies were pouring out of her mouth. She was breaking apart inside and it hurt every second she took a breath. John left her alone and she was free to finally break apart. No one else tried to bother her.

  Chapter Seven

  “You can’t keep me away from her, John. She’s my fucking woman.” Jesse yelled the words across the parking lot. He’d driven to the Hell’s Charter clubhouse only to be held back by the entire club. They all looked at him as if he were scum. For the last week he’d been trying to get in touch with Piper with no luck. It was like she’d disappeared off the face of the earth. His boys stood behind him, giving him support and protection if any of the rival club members tried anything.

  He didn’t care what they tried. Jesse wanted his woman back. Her routine had changed in the last week. She no longer went to the coffee shop on Monday or Friday. Her phone was dead all the time.

  “Who the fuck do you think you are?” John asked, stepping in front of all of his men.

  “She’s my woman.” He slammed a hand against his chest.

  “She’s my fucking daughter and you’ve hurt her more than any other man I know. How dare you come to my land and start trying to yell at me.”

  John advanced, holding a baseball bat.

  “Go on, John, kill the lad.”

  The distance between them thinned. Jesse wasn’t afraid. Piper was worth fighting for. He wore his Demons cut along with his golden jewelry he liked. In his back pocket was the gold band he’d bought in the city. He intended to make Piper his wife.

  “What the hell are you doing here, lad? My girl has been crying her eyes out over you. I told you to give her time,” John said, lowering his voice so it was only between them.

  “I’m going to marry Piper. I’m not here to cause a problem. I want her as my wife.” He didn’t raise his voice. This conversation wasn’t going any further.

  “Is this some game Charley’s playing?”

  “No, I don’t care about merging the clubs. I only care about Piper.”

  “What do you want, Jesse?” Piper’s voice invaded the tension. She stood on the edge of the group with her arms folded. The clothes she wore didn’t do her body justice. The sight of her sent a shockwave to his gut. She looked so sad with her arms crossed over her stomach.

  “I need to talk to you,” he said, turning his attention back to her.

  “What about?”

  “We need to go somewhere private.”

  “No. Anything you need to say to me can be done in front of the men. I’m sure everyone is very busy and wants to move on with their day.” She was cold. He saw it in the way she held her body. The tightening of her arms, and the shudder running through her showed the chill getting to her. She needed a coat.

  “You want me to say everything in front of all of these men?” Jesse asked.

  “Yes. They know you more than I do.” She pointed toward his leather cut. “I didn’t even know you were a member of the Demons. See, a lot I don’t know about you, including your last name.”

  “Name’s Jesse Jenkins. I’ve been a member of the Demons for the last ten years and I’m totally in love with you.” The words blurted out before he could stop them. The desperation clawed at him. Losing Piper was not an option.

  “What?”

  “I love you. Yes, I’m not going to deny the fact I started pursuing you because I wanted to know about Junior but I fell for you.”

  “You screwed me for information,” she said, spitting the words at him.

  Was he a freak to find her anger a turn on?

  “No. I screwed you because I wanted to.” Guns were loaded and aimed at his head. “I got the information because none of our clubs want a war.”

  “I can’t believe you.” She turned on her heel, heading in the opposite direction. He looked at John, who gave him the nod to follow her.

  “Believe what you want.” She was heading toward the side of the clubhouse where she’d appeared from. “Piper, fucking stop.”

  She stopped suddenly, turned and glared at him. “I work for my father. I’m not part of club business. You should have stayed well away.”

  Going to his knees, he lifted the box containing the gold ring he’d purchased for her. Piper shut up. Her gaze landed on the velvet box to his eyes and back again.

  “What are you doing?” she asked.

  He heard the sound of the boys joining them. Jesse didn’t care what they thought of him for begging his woman. One week without her was too fucking long. “I want you to marry me. This is what I have to do. I get down on one knee but seeing as I pissed you off I’m actually on two knees.” He tapped each knee for her to see. “I fucked up. I admit that but if I have to I’d do it all again be
cause it brought me you. I love you, Piper.”

  Her eyes glazed over, tears forming.

  “I can’t believe you.”

  “Then give me time.” He stood, taking the steps to close the distance between them. “I’m promising you a lifetime commitment. There’s no other woman for me. I know my mind. Give me time.”

  Jesse wished for her to say yes. This had to be the hardest proposal in the history of all proposals. It sucked, but he knew it was the way it had to go. He’d fucked up, screwed her over, and this was the price he needed to pay.

  “I don’t know what you want from me,” she said. “None of this is making sense. I can’t trust you. This means nothing to me.”

  “I know you feel something for me.” Reaching out, he stroked her cheek. He blanked out the whole world. None of their clubs existed, only the two of them in this moment. “I’m asking you to marry me. I want to make you my woman, my old lady. Please, give me a chance to prove I can do this.”

  Taking her hand he slid the ring onto her finger. It was a perfect fit.

  “One chance, Piper. All I’m asking is for one chance. What we felt together, that was real.” He gritted his teeth, hating how silent he needed to be about their time together. Jesse didn’t want the other guys to know how responsive she was or how she sucked cock like an angel. All of these traits were his own.

  “Fine, you want a chance then I’ll give you a chance.” She pulled away from him and before he could stop her, Piper kneed him in the balls.

  Dropping to his knees, Jesse watched her walk toward the door.

  “If you’re really serious about this then you’ll come and pick me up for coffee this Friday.”

  ****

  Four months later

  Piper stared down at the books in front of her. Tapping the pencil on her lip she looked at the numbers as she worked out the sum.

  “Are you going to give that boy a break?” John asked, walking into the office, taking a seat opposite her.

  “What do you mean?” She’d been dating Jesse for the past four months. No sex, only dating and the odd kiss. Her body ached for something more but she was determined to not give in.

  “I feel sorry for the boy. You’re being a right bitch to him. When are you going to give the guy a break? Four months is a long time, honey.”