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by Michelle Woods - Catching Trick (Red Devils MC #3) , 25th July

  He stored the bags in the old truck that one of the prospects had brought over that first night. Shutting the door, he headed into the store, getting what they needed. He was on the road within thirty minutes eager to get back to Katie. Needing to make sure she was okay. She’d seemed okay when he’d left, but he was worried that what had happened would hit her again while he was gone and he wouldn’t be there with her. It was sickening how wrapped up in Katie he was, but he didn’t stop himself from rushing through the chore to get back to her side.

  He pulled up at the cabin, getting out. Log and Pretty Boy stood up from the table where they’d been playing cards.

  “Get everything we needed?” Log asked, heading over to the truck, followed by Pretty Boy.

  “Yeah, yours are in the back.” Trick said, indicating the shopping bags of food that he’d gotten for them. They were staying at the cabin next to his and Katie’s, they were all taking shifts to be sure that she was safe at all times.

  “You need help getting your stuff inside?” Pretty Boy questioned.

  “No, thanks. Just get yours to the cabin and I’ll take care of ours.” Trick said, not wanting the other man to find the bag of stuff from the sex shop, sure it would embarrass Katie if they did. Then he was pissed that he cared, damn it, he needed to get a grip on this Katie thing.

  “Okay, if you’re sure.” Log muttered, grabbing bags out of the truck. Trick nodded and grabbed the smaller bag, which he stuffed inside one of the larger ones, before lifting them and heading inside. He carried them into the kitchen. Then went in search of Katie, finding her in the den, he asked if she was hungry.

  “Yeah, I can make something if you let me just wrap up this scene.” Katie replied, turning to look at him. She looked sexy with her black tank top and a pair of tiny shorts. Her strawberry blonde hair was haphazardly twisted on top of her head and she looked flushed. He wondered what she’d been writing about.

  “It’s okay. Keep writing, I bought some steaks, I’ll throw them on the grill. Then I will come and get you.” Trick watched her nod and turned back to her writing. Grinning, he headed into the kitchen to start dinner.

  Katie waited till she heard the door close, then sighed. She’d been day dreaming, not writing for the last ten minutes. She’d been thinking about Trick and how sexy he was. She was such a goober, the man was just so hot. How could she not think about him? Only she needed to get this scene written, so she could make her deadline. Then she needed to come up with an idea to get Trick to unleash the dominate beast he seemed to believe lived inside him.

  Thirty minutes later, she had her scene written, but she was no closer to an idea on getting Trick to make a move. Katie stood walking to the kitchen following the heavenly scents that had been enticing her for the last twenty minutes. She entered the kitchen to find Trick in just a pair of jeans and his cut at the stove, removing some potatoes from the oven. He turned, setting the pan down on the stove. Seeing her behind him he smiled, picking up his beer for a swig.

  “Good,” He said, as he set the beer down. “I was just coming to get you. Dinner’s ready.”

  “Smells good.” Katie grinned at him. “Anything I can do?” She asked.

  “You can grab the salad out of the fridge, sugar.” Trick replied.

  “Why do you always call me that?” She asked him, he wasn’t the type for endearments.

  “Your hair reminds me of spun sugar, so I call you sugar.” He replied.

  “Oh,” Katie said, feeling a warm glow in her stomach at his words. She watched him moving the potatoes onto a plate. He carried them into the small dining room, setting them on the table Katie followed him into the room, setting the salad down with two beers.

  “Thanks, sugar. Let’s eat.” Trick watched her sit down at the table. He took the seat next to her then dished out the steaks and potatoes. She got her own salad. They began to dig in, she wasn’t surprised to find that her steak had been cooked to perfection just the way she liked it.

  “Get your scene done?” Trick asked, as they were eating.

  “Yeah, they just found out that the butler was the one who killed the woman. So, it’s almost wrapped up. How was town?” Katie was taking a bite of her salad, when Trick smiled grimly. She wondered what that smile was about.

  “It was fine, just got the supplies and headed back. Talked to Bone earlier. They don’t have any leads yet. They’re still watching to see who starts to ask about where you are and what the hell is going on. Hopefully we’ll know something soon.” Trick said, watching her closely for signs that this news distressed her.

  “That’s good. Who’s running the shop while you’re here with me anyway? I forgot to ask you this week.” Katie wasn’t really concerned about how they found the stalker as long as they did. After the shock had worn off the other night, she wasn’t sure that hiding her away was going to work. Although, the stalker seemed to be escalating much faster this time, he’d taken a six month break. He was not lacking in patience.

  “Slim, he and Tiny are handling it together.” Trick replied, finishing his steak.

  “Didn’t think either of them liked the office stuff?” Katie stated questioningly.

  “They don’t, but they both know that your safety is more important than their dislike of paperwork, Katie.” Trick said, looking at her as if she’d lost her mind. She would have to say that when the club felt that you belonged, there was nothing too hard for them to handle if you needed them. It was kinda nice having someone care more about you than they did for themselves.

  A few hours later Katie was getting ready for bed, she noticed a bag sitting in the back of the closet that hadn’t been there the night before. Curious, she peeked inside. She was surprised to find two pairs of handcuffs lined with pink fur, two pairs of edible panties, several dildos, a blindfold and a few erotic oils inside the bag. That was when she knew what would make Trick get over his protective instincts and take her the way he professed to need.

  Chapter 16

  Trick headed up to bed, needing to touch Katie like he needed to breathe. He’d gotten a call from Tiny about some paper work just before she’d headed up to bed. He’d wanted to tell the man to fix that shit himself so he could follow her upstairs, but he’s swallowed the words and helped the man fix the issue. He was now desperate to have her, and fuck, even if he couldn’t handcuff her to the bed yet, he could touch her. Touching Katie was better than full on bondage sex with any other woman.

  Entering the bedroom, he almost swallowed his tongue. Katie was cuffed to the bed wearing nothing but a blindfold and edible panties. He growled, and stood staring at the sight for a long moment with his cock throbbing. It had sprung to full attention before he’d entered the room. He was so screwed, he thought as he croaked out.

  “What are you doing, Katie?” Trick wanted to pounce, but this needed to be addressed. She’d taken the control, and that wasn’t going to happen. Even with her lying there she was in control because she’d chosen when it happened. He had half a mind to flip her sweet ass over and paddle it for this display of disrespect.

  “Waiting for you.” She muttered in a breathy tone.

  “You’ve been naughty, Katie.” Trick growled, deciding that tonight he would be a little gentle with her, even though she’d taken control. Only because the sight of her like this made him feel so ravenous that he was about to come before he even started. “You’ve been going through my things.” He whispered, standing near the bed reaching out to take one of her breasts in his hand. He flicked lightly at her nipple, making her arch off the bed. He liked that reaction so much, he rewarded her with another flick on her other nipple. She moaned, and he leaned forward his lips hovering over her ear.

  “I will make sure you don’t do it again.” He breathed into her ear, letting his breath caress her ear, making her shiver. Katie was on fire, when she’d decided to undress and cuff herself to the bed, she hadn’t realized how erotic it would be to sit blindfolded waiting on him to come upstairs. It had
made her wonder if the edible panties would melt from the heat of her desire. Now, with his hands on her and his mouth near, she was burning so hot it was a wonder she wasn’t on fire.

  Trick wanted to touch her everywhere at once, and nowhere at the same time. Nowhere to punish her, he’d blow on her body until she was so close that a brush of his finger would make her come. Everywhere to soothe the need he had for her, the one that was so deep he felt it in his bones. He stepped back watching her as she sought his hand, which had been cupping her breasts, by arching off the bed again. What a pretty sight, he thought. He removed his jeans and cut, and moved to the foot of the bed, watching. He waited.

  “Trick?” Katie asked.

  “Did I say you could speak?” He asked, her quietly.

  “N-no, I don’t…what are you doing.” Katie stuttered out, unsure, making him smile. Good she should be unsure right now. He wanted her to understand that this wasn’t a game. She needed to understand what they were doing.

  “No more talking until I say.” He paused for several moments to see if she’d question him again.

  After several minutes of silence, he spoke again. “Good, now spread your legs.”

  He murmured, wanting to see what she was willing to do. She’d been bold enough to wait for him like this. Would she be bold enough to allow him to command her? She hesitated, making him growl. Hearing that growl, she did as he commanded. The sight made him want to dive face first between her legs. His guts twisted in anticipation. Damn, he couldn’t wait to taste that sweetness, but those panties needed to go. Tonight he wasn’t going to be tasting anything, but her juices. He reached out taking her hips in his hands hearing her moan, again.

  Tilting her hips, he began to slide the panties off her hips. Katie was surprised that Trick was removing the panties instead of eating them and her. The thought made her wither a bit as she lifted, allowing him to remove the underwear. She wanted to ask why he was taking them off, but remembering his command she didn’t. She did not want this to stop. It was too hot. When Trick finally slid the panties off, she closed her legs waiting.

  “Spread,” He growled. Making her jump slightly and hesitate. “Now, Katie.”

  She spread her legs a bit.

  “More.” Was the clipped demand.

  Sliding her legs open, she was embarrassed to be so open and exposed to him. She was glad she was wearing a blindfold and didn’t know where he was looking, even though the burning in her center made her suspect. She wondered what he was looking at.

  “So sweet. I bet you taste fantastic.” He whispered.

  Trick was staring at her laying back on the bed with her legs spread and her hands cuffed with a need so strong he could barely believe that he was still standing at the foot of the bed, watching. Her pink nipples were erect and her cunt glistened with her need. She’d hesitated though, and that could not be rewarded with anything except punishment. So he knelt down on the end of the bed his mouth inches from her core. He blew gently on her wetness. She moaned and thrust her hips toward him.

  He pushed her legs, which had closed further apart, and blew again. She moaned and withered, making him smile. “Please…” She gasped.

  “Sh-hh, no coming.” He whispered, blowing hotly on her slick fold again. She whimpered, making him want to taste her even more. He slid his hand along her thigh caressing, as he continued to blow on her every few seconds. Katie was moaning and arching off the bed after a few more seconds of her punishment, but she hadn’t spoken again and he was getting desperate to taste her.

  “You can come.” He whispered, right before his mouth took her, and his tongue thrust inside her roughly. She screamed and came apart beneath him flooding his mouth with her sweetness, making him groan in delight. He continued to thrust his tongue into her for several more moments as she slowly slid back down from her first orgasm. She was limp and silent as she lay beneath his lapping tongue. Knowing that she was still sensitive, he took her tiny clit into his mouth and began to suck. Twisting lightly with his tongue, making her cry out as she began to arch into his mouth, moaning, she pulled against her bonds.

  So, fucking sweet, he thought, pulling back watching her body settle after her second peak. He slid two fingers inside her slick passage, his thumb working her button. He wanted to watch this time. He needed to see her arch off the bed, with her pink nipples peaked, and her hands cuffed to the bed. He thrust his fingers deep, as he watched her.

  “N-no, please. No more. I-I can’t.” She panted, but even as she said this her body was getting closer to release, he could tell by the way her tightness gripped his fingers.

  “You can, and you will. Now, hush and take what I’m giving you like a good girl.” Trick growled. Katie was moaning, and she thrust against his fingers. Her tits bouncing up and down as her body moved making him want to suck those pretty pink nipples, to bite at them gently. He felt her grip him, umm that deserved a reward.

  “Good girl, that’s it, sugar. Take what you need.” He growled, leaning forward, he sucked her nipple into his mouth with a groan. Feeling her little passage clench and she flooded his hand with that sweetness again. He pulled back from her, his fingers sliding free. He licked them clean, wanting another taste. Needing to feel her sweetness wrapped around him, he moved between her legs again, placing his thick cock at her opening.

  He waited, teasing her with his hardness. Sliding against her instead of inside her, wanting to make her as needy as he was, for his penetration. She began to beg him, which made Trick want to give her whatever she wanted, but this was a lesson. He allowed about an inch of his cock to slide into her before pulling out and sliding over her mound again. She moaned, and he rewarded her with a kiss. His tongue sliding into her mouth thrusting against hers.

  He pulled back, leaning forward, he roughly took a nipple into his mouth, biting down just a tiny bit as he thrust his cock into her with a hard jerk. She screamed, taking him inside like a knife in hot butter. She squeezed his cock so hard he almost came. He growled around the nipple in his mouth and began to thrust inside her like an animal, lost to anything except the feel of her tight grip on his cock and her tits sucked deep into his mouth. She was arching off the bed, and screaming with almost every thrust of his body into hers. If her sweet wetness and her cries of “Yes, yes…more” hadn’t reassured him, he would have been sure he was hurting her. He was too lost to pull back though, he was barely a man at the moment. So, intent was he on her coming with his cock while he was thrusting into her.

  He felt her body clench in an agonizingly tight grip that made him roar in pleasure. She was coming again, and he knew that he wouldn’t be far behind her unless he slowed down. He slowed his movements trying to make this last longer, he wanted to feel her grip him like that again. Her sweet clench was almost too much, but he managed to slow his thrusts until she did something that made him forget all about not taking her as hard and fast as he was able to manage. She twisted her hips just a bit and clamped down hard, he went insane. It was so hot, wet and tight that he couldn’t do anything, but pound into her so hard his balls slapped her ass with ever thrust. Coming, seconds later with a roar. He collapsed on her for several seconds before he finally managed to roll off.

  Still panting, he reached up removing the blindfold to find her eyes almost closed with a sweet satisfied smile on her face that made his cock twitch. That surprised him, after a hard orgasm like he’d just had, his dick should have been out for at least an hour. His baby was full of surprises. Katie watched him as he leaned forward kissing her lips with a gentle kiss.

  “Where’s the key, sugar?” Trick asked, after they’d both caught their breath.

  “On the table.” She said, nodding towards the bedside table. He grabbed the key and unlocked her from the headboard. Feeling guilty when he saw that they were red, they’d probably bruise, damn it.

  “Shit, baby. I’m sorry.” Trick muttered, rubbing her wrists.

  “For what?” She asked, drowsily. She was puzzled
, the man had just fucked her into oblivion and now he was apologizing? Why?

  “Your wrists.” He replied, making her smile.

  “It was worth it.” Snuggling into his side, she closed her eyes. He still looked guilty, but he gathered her to his side, with a sigh.

  Five weeks later, Katie was sitting naked on the, being fed by Trick who’d brought a small picnic into the bedroom about twenty minutes ago. He was holding the grape away from her lips as she tried to take them without using her hands. He’d demanded she not move them, or he’d spank her again. Not that she would mind really, as she thought of the night two weeks ago, making her shiver in pleasure at the memory. The night she’d invited Log and Pretty Boy to dinner with them. She’d been mad at Trick when he wouldn’t agree to let her go home to act as bait to get the stalker to move in again. She’d flirted with Log shamelessly, knowing he was always willing to play along to annoy any of the clubs, old timers, as the clubs inner circle was called.

  Trick had allowed her to do it for over two hours, silently seething the whole time. When the two men had left he’d told her to go upstairs. She’d followed his instructions, thinking the whole way up the stairs that he hadn’t cared that she was flirting with the other man. She’d been heartbroken. He’d told her to lay face down on the bed, and then he’d spanked her. With every tap, he’d thrust the fingers of his other hand into her, punctuating each thrust with the words ‘Say it again’. To which she’d had to say ‘I belong to Trick’ over and over again. It had been amazing, and she was thrilled that he’d felt so possessive of her. These past weeks had been the best of her young life.

  “Trick…” She growled, trying again to take the grape into her mouth.

  “Sh-hh…Be a good girl.” He murmured back. He ran the grapes over her nose, which tickled making her laugh.

  She looked at him, laughing. “I love you.” She said, only when he thrust the grapes at her with a barked, here, did she realize what she’d said.