“I’m taking a break,” she called to Rebecca, the other girl working with her.
“Okay,” Becca called back.
Sasha slipped out from behind the counter quickly and pushed her way through the swarm of bodies. Her ears were thumping with the music and as she made her way to the back of the room and pushed through the big, leather doors at the back and out into the quiet corridor, she had to lean against the wall and regroup. The music had been blaring so loud that her ears were ringing in the silence. She reached up and touched her forehead as the start of a headache began to spread across her temples.
“Ouch,” she whispered as she closed her eyes and massaged her own head.
The wall was cool on her back and she stayed there for a few moments just gathering her thoughts. She had tried to push everything to do with her grandmother to the back of her mind, but as she waited there in the dark and silence it all came thundering back to her and she felt the tears well up behind her eyes.
She slid down the wall and sat against it on the cold floor. She couldn’t help it this time, she knew there was going to be no stopping her emotions as she burst into tears and sobbed into her hands. She pulled her knees up to her chest to shield her face and she let herself cry properly for the first time in a long time. It felt as if she was cleansing her soul and setting free all of the stress and heartache that she had been keeping inside for some time.
The tears rolled down her cheeks and she struggled to catch her breath as the sobs escaped her lips. She wiped her eyes and tried to compose herself. She had to pull it together; she was at work after all. She fanned her face with her own hand and had just managed to curb the tears when suddenly she was aware of movement to her left, coming from down the darkened corridor. She looked up with wide eyes, petrified and also totally surprised that someone had been there watching her.
She scrambled to her feet in embarrassment and waited for the person to reveal themselves. She could hear their footsteps coming closer and she could see a dark shadow moving down the hall.
The talk, hulk-like figure took another step closer and Sasha’s heart jumped into her mouth as she realized that it was him. She pushed herself back against the wall, and just wanted to ground to open up and swallow her whole.
“Well,” Bull said as he stepped forward again and the light from a side room caught his face. “I think you better come with me.”
Sasha looked up into his dark eyes and then down to the floor, and she realized that he was holding out his hand.
Without thinking twice, she reached out and took it.
CHAPTER 8
It was the first time their skin had touched and she couldn’t help but shiver. His hands were huge, bigger than anything she ever could have imagined, and as he gripped her tiny, soft palm in his she was amazed at the contrast between them. Whereas her hands were dainty and soft, his were rough and strong. She instantly loved the way his skin felt against hers and it caused her sex to pulse with excitement as he pulled her down the hallway and through a side door to the right.
He closed the door behind him and Sasha stepped forward, taking in her surroundings. Bull had led her into an office room. It was dark and moody, with a big mahogany desk on the far side, and a tall dark green leather chair standing proudly beside it. The walls were adorned with old pictures of some of the bikers and she recognized one of Reid almost immediately.
Bull moved past her and walked across to the desk before leaning against it. He crossed his arms over his chest and looked at Sasha dead in the eye.
“Are you alright?” he asked her seriously.
She faltered for a moment, she still felt caught off guard and embarrassed that he had seen her fall to pieces like that, she didn’t know what to say.
“I’m asking because I give a shit,” Bull continued. “It’s not often anyone gets to me… But seeing you like that just now… Well…” he trailed off and looked to the side.
“Why do you care?” she asked suddenly, not even really sure where the words were coming from.
“I told you last night,” he said. “I’ve been watching you for a while.”
“Why?” the tension between them was thick and rising.
“Because, I think you’re beautiful,” he said it strong and confidently, but it still made Sasha even more confused. He was such a bold, mean looking man, it didn’t seem possible that there could be any tenderness inside of him. But she also had the distinct feeling she was about to be proved wrong.
“Look,” he said as he took a step forward and took hold of her hands, “I can help you, if you need me to, just tell me what’s wrong.”
Sasha looked up into his big, honest eyes and even though she found it difficult to imagine letting her guard down with him, she knew that she had to take the chance.
She moved to a seat at the side of the desk and sat down. Bull followed her and went around the back of the desk to the leather chair and sat on it as if they were in some kind of interview situation. She looked up and felt her heart race again.
“I feel silly even talking about this when you’ve got so much happening…” she began.
“That doesn’t matter,” Bull said genuinely, “I’ve asked you in here and now I want you to tell me what the matter is.”
“But, Reid…” she said. “It’ll just seem trivial compared to that…” she felt the tears brim up again and she instinctively covered her eyes with her hands.
“Come on…” he urged as he leaned forward and his arm muscles flexed as he leant on his elbows.
Sasha looked up at him and felt a lone tear roll down her cheek.
“It’s my grandmother,” she said. “She has dementia… She’s really sick, and getting worse… I know I need to send her to live in a care home but its killing me… All of it is killing me… I feel so guilty and so trapped, but I know that it’s the best for both of us.”
As she said the words her shoulders started to shake and she couldn’t hold in the emotion any longer. She burst out crying and covered her face with her hands.
“It’s alright,” Bull soothed.
He got to his feet and moved around to the front of the desk so that he was only inches away from her. He pulled her into an embrace and cradled her in his arms. It had been a long time since she had felt safe in the arms of a man, and no one she had ever been with before had ever had quite this effect on her. She could smell the strong, familiar scent of real man that clung to him and when she looked up and stared deep into his eyes again, she knew that there would be no way that she could resist him.
He was everything.
Standing there in the half light in front of her, a big brute of a man, with a soft side that genuinely seemed to care for her. It was almost too much for her to take.
“I…” she began, “I…”
Bull pulled her closer to him again. The air between them was electric and Sasha’s heart was racing so fast she felt as if it was going to burst free from her chest.
“Don’t say anything,” he whispered as he held her there and wet his bottom lip with his tongue. He was staring into her eyes, and she knew that he was going to kiss her, but for some reason he was holding back. Sasha had just unraveled and been vulnerable in front of him, and although he seemed to like it, it was as if he was trying to rein in the beast inside of him.
“I want to help you,” he said suddenly, breaking the moment. “I don’t want to see you upset like this.”
Sasha looked down to the floor and instantly felt her cheeks flush a deep red. Had she imagined it all? Was it her that was being the flirt? Or was it all him? Now she was genuinely confused…
“Sasha,” he whispered as he pulled her closer to him again. They were only centimeters apart and he reached down so that his index finger stroked under her chin as he tilted her head up to meet his. She was at his mercy, she couldn’t and wouldn’t resist him. She had lusted after him for so long and now they were there, hidden in the back office of The Bleeding Bullet and alm
ost wrapped up in one and other. It was everything she had ever dreamed of and also everything she was afraid of.
“Bull…” she whispered as his lips grazed against hers. “I want you…”
He pulled her closer to him and wrapped his strong arms around her.
“I want you too,” he said. “I always have… I just had to wait until the time was right.”
He kissed her passionately on the lips and she wrapped her arms around his neck. His kiss was deep and sensual, and Sasha found herself going weak at the knees. He was such an incredible man. How had she never had any idea that he felt the same way about her? Was she really that stupid? Had she really had so much on her mind that she had missed his subtle clues? Or had he really just held back until he had been made leader of The Forsaken Riders? Had he finally got the confidence with all of his new found power to go after what he truly wanted?
Bull pushed her back onto the desk and she wrapped her legs around him. She was a mess of desire and even though her mind was telling her to put the brakes on, her body was screaming out for his touch.
She let him lower her back and put his weight on her as he kissed her again and she ran her fingers through his hair. He was so strong and powerful, there was no way she would be able to resist him, but she didn’t want to resist. She wanted him to destroy her.
He ripped at her clothes and cupped her breasts with his big, rough hands. As he pulled the flimsy t-shirt off over her head and threw it to the floor, he unsnapped the back of her bra and let her big, breasts bounce free. As he took hold of them Sasha gasped and let her head fall back. His hands were so strong, and yet he wasn’t causing her any pain… Every time he touched her he was igniting something powerful inside of her, he was opening her up to the possibility of pleasure.
He pulled her legs apart and then ushered her to the edge of the desk so that she was pressed right up against him. Even through her denim shorts she could feel his throbbing member sticking hot and stiff into her, desperate to be released. She moaned at the pressure and squeezed her legs tightly around him.
He licked her neck, from her collar bone right up to her ear and then bit her gently, right where her skin was its most sensitive and Sasha found herself moaning, unable to control what he was awakening in her.
“Bull…” she whispered, but he reached up and took her face in both of his big hands and pulled her face so that her lips met his. His kiss was deep and on fire. With each flick of his tongue he became more animalistic and it was almost too much for Sasha to bear. She let him pin her down onto the table and rip at her shorts. As he pulled them down, along with her panties, he exposed her juicy sex which was engorged with need. She spread her legs wide and he pulled back for a moment as he ripped his vest off over his head, revealing his incredible abs, tanned and rippling in the half light.
He was like a god… he was so big, so tall, so muscular. She hadn’t thought that men like him could really existed in real life, he was the thing of dreams and fantasies.
As he unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down and his monster cock sprang free, Sasha gasped and looked up at him with surprise, unsure of how on earth she would take him. There was no way she could surely fit him inside of her, he was so big… so thick… so hard…
She trembled as he pulled her to the edge of the table and positioned himself at her opening. Her pussy was slick with desire, and her body ached for him. She wouldn’t resist.
“Trust me,” he said as he took hold of her by the throat with one hand and held onto his huge manhood with the other. He pulled her further to the edge of the table and then with one long, agonizing thrust, pushed himself inside of her.
Sasha threw her head back and wailed. It was like nothing she had ever felt before. It was the most exquisite pleasure she had ever experienced and she was suddenly completely out of her own control. Bull pounded into her, over and over, each stroke hard and slow. It made her knees tremble and as she gripped him with her shapely legs she let him push her back further onto the table so that he could dominate her properly.
He held her down by the throat and fucked her slowly whilst staring at her deep in the eyes.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this,” he panted as he drove into her balls deep yet again.
“You…? You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this…” she gasped.
A wicked smile flashed across Bull’s lips and he kissed her again. Sasha was lost in him, she was consumed. She would have let him do anything to her and she wanted him to tear her in two.
As his body stiffened and his breathing became quicker, Sasha found herself on the edge of the most intense orgasm of her life. As he shot his thick, hot load, right up inside of her, she unraveled beneath him and came in a crashing wave. She trembled beneath him as he pumped himself inside of her once more and groaned as his release was completely spent.
“Fuck,” he panted as he looked deeply into her eyes. “I’ve been waiting for that for almost a year…”
Sasha looked up at him as he glistened with sweat and sex on top of her… She had never been so in awe of another person…
Now she had experienced him, one thing was for sure – she was never going to let him go.
CHAPTER 9
“Why didn’t you ever tell me?” she whispered as they lay tangled together, naked and sticky, on the floor of the office.
Sasha trailed her fingertips along his huge muscular abs and traced delicate patterns with them across the wiry hair down near his navel.
“I knew I couldn’t give myself to another person back then,” he said deeply. “I had a lot going on here with the club… and with Reid…”
Sasha felt a pang of guilt when she remembered what a mess everything was, and how Bull must be under so much stress after taking over his new role.
“So you waited until now?” she said as she leaned up on her elbow. “But surely right now is the worst possible time? You’ve just taken on a new responsibility and what about the stress with all of the other members… like King… and then there’s the loss of Reid… and the Iron Riders… and…”
“Listen,” he said as he cupped her cheeks inside his hands. “That’s exactly why right now is the right time,” he smiled, “I need a strong, beautiful woman by my side… And I’ve had my sights on you since day one.”
Sasha’s heart fluttered. No one had ever said anything as sexy and romantic to her as Bull just had. He thought she was beautiful and strong, and he regarded her as the sort of person he wanted by his side, in tough times and in good. He clearly had a lot of respect for her, and she couldn’t believe that she had never noticed it before.
“What’s the matter?” he asked as he brushed a strand of hair over her shoulder and tucked it behind her ear.
“Nothing,” she shook her head and laughed, “I’m just totally surprised… this was the last thing I was expecting.”
“Well, you better get used to it,” he winked.
“But why me?” she said as she bit her bottom lip. “I mean, it’s like you’ve been ignoring me since the day we first lay eyes on each other… and then suddenly… all of this?”
He smiled at her warmly and kissed her before he looked at her deeply in the eyes and said, “I knew the second I saw you that you were going to be someone important to me, I didn’t want to rush it and ruin something incredible.”
“Really?” she was wide eyed and her heart was pounding.
“Yes,” he said, “I’ve seen girls come in and out of this joint for years, and none of them have ever been like you.”
Sasha felt herself blushing.
“You can spot the type a mile off,” he laughed, “They strut in here in those little shorts with their big tits and the first guy who shows them any attention they fall at their feet.”
Sasha smiled and nodded, she knew the type well, she had seen plenty in her time at The Bleeding Bullet too.
“But then there was you,” Bull smiled. “I don’t think there was one g
uy in The Forsaken who didn’t try and get with you, but you weren’t interested.”
Sasha nodded in agreement. She had been hit on many times whilst she had worked behind the bar, and not once had she ever taken the bait.
“And the way you looked at me…” he said with a wry smile. “It was both innocence and naughtiness rolled into one.”
Sasha couldn’t help but let her smile rip from ear to ear.
“No one’s ever given me eyes like that… I had to keep my distance,” he continued, “because I knew I’d never be able to control myself with you… I mean just look, the first second we’re alone and I’m tearing your clothes off.”
He laughed and so did Sasha. Things were all starting to add up… and her wildest dreams were all coming true.
She lay her head down on his chest and listened to the sound of his breathing. His skin was hot and moist and as she nuzzled into him she felt truly happy and safe.
“And I am going to help you,” he whispered as he kissed the top of her head. “I need you to be there for me now, and I don’t want to see you upset like I did tonight…”
Sasha felt the familiar feeling of dread creep up on her. Her grandmother… How would she ever know if she was making the right decision?
“Anything you need, okay?” Bull said as he tilted her face up so their eyes met.
“Okay,” she smiled.
“Day or night, just let me know,” he said sternly.
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