by Jenika Snow
“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 on 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.
When she had cleaned every drop, he leaned back and stared down at her. “Go stand against the wall, back to me, legs spread.”
The way he
demanded her obedience had her aroused even more. She obeyed right away. She went over to the wall, her legs shaky. Totally nude, nothing hidden from this man, for the first time in her life, she didn’t worry about her curves, the lumps or dips in her body, and thought only about Steel.
The wall beneath her sweaty palms was smooth and cold. Despite the way her body flushed and heat rose to the surface of her skin, Eloise shook uncontrollably. She could sense Steel behind her, could feel his body heat. Her thighs were embarrassingly moist, and she feared he would notice, see her desire coating her skin, as evident as the color of her hair.
He ran his finger up the back of her thigh and she closed her eyes, savoring the feel. She snapped her eyes open when his mouth replaced his fingers, his teeth biting into her flesh. A gasp left her as he smoothed his tongue over the sting his teeth caused. He ran his tongue along the back of her leg and across the crease where her leg met her ass. The feel of his hands creeping up her inner legs, closer and closer to the spot on her body that ached for his touch, had everything around her becoming dizzy with pleasure.
She could practically feel his warm, humid breath. The sharp sting of his palm landing on her bare ass cheek had her gasping and biting her lip. The spot where he struck her was warm from the blood rushing to the surface. Endorphins spread throughout her body and she found herself swaying from the force of it.
“Oh,” the one word came out on a sigh and she curled her fingers against the wall. Her fingernails scraped against the wallpaper. And then Steel’s hot, wet mouth was latched onto her pussy. His tongue, slightly rough, tormented her in great sweeping waves and his hands were smooth as he caressed her hips. Curling his fingers around her hipbones, he pulled her back, forcing her more firmly onto his assaulting mouth.
“So sweet…so mine.” The rough growl of his words sent a spear of carnal pleasure straight to her clit. “This pussy hair will have to go for next time, baby. I want smooth cunt when I’m eating you out.”
He pulled away and ran his finger along her slick folds, and then thrust one of his long, thick fingers into her pussy. Immediately her body sucked him in, drawing the digit deeper. Fucking her pussy in slow and steady thrusts, he used his other hand to smooth over the mound of her ass and give one cheek a squeeze.
Smack!
Smack!
Smack!
“Ahh.”
He smacked her ass again and his tongue lapped at her clit. He took one hand and placed it on her quivering belly and slid his other hand over her ass and rested it at the base of her spine. Pushing her forward with the hand on her back and pulling her back with the hand on her belly, she was forced to take a step away from the wall and bend forward. His hand on her belly splayed across the entire area, causing heat to seep into her and warm every part of her body.
For the life of her she couldn’t find the words to say anything in response. His chest covered her back, and she felt his bare skin on hers. He’d removed his jeans already, and she closed her eyes and breathed out at the feel of him. The heavy length of his now erect cock slid against her slick cleft, teasing her with the promise of what the night entailed. The tip of his shaft rubbed her clit every time he shifted.
His breath blew the tendrils of hair by her face and a gasp left her, almost afraid of what he was going to say. His words, whispered low and husky, slid across the side of her face. “If you knew what was good for you, baby, you’d make sure to obey everything I say.”
The hand that spanned her belly slid up her ribcage and covered a breast. His forefinger and thumb found her sensitive nipple and started tweaking it. Pulling the tissue away from her body at the same time, he rolled it between his fingers, and Eloise found herself biting her lip to hold in her moan. The taste of blood hit her tongue, and it was then she realized she had bitten her bottom lip. It was pleasure mixed with pain, agony mixed with ecstasy.
“If you want my cock inside of you, you’ll tell me this pussy is mine, only mine, and I can do whatever the fuck I want to you because you’ll need me to.” He applied more pressure to her aching nipple and then curled his hips forward, bumping her clit once again with the root of his erection. With the dual sensation, her legs started to shake, and she feared she would collapse.
Smack! Smack!
The double spanking coupled with his teasing fingers and thrusting hips had an unexpected orgasm creeping up, but before it could wash through her, he suddenly pulled away and she was left feeling bereft. Resting her head on the wall in front of her, she didn’t even bother asking why he stopped, or seeing where he went. His hand was back on her ass, smoothing the pain away.
“Answer me,” his voice seemed to be everywhere, or maybe she was just losing her mind from the pleasure he was slowly killing her with?
She licked her lips and blinked her eyes open. “Yes, everything I have is yours. I’m yours.” She was vaguely aware of the sound of something crinkling behind her and then she screamed out in ecstasy as Steel shoved his cock in her pussy without any warning. It was so unexpected, so intense that her knees buckled and she started to go down.
Steel pulled out of her after only thrusting twice and gripped her waist, spinning her around so she could face him. She let her eyes travel down his chiseled chest, all rippling with hard lines of muscles and ink, and that delicious V that pointed down to a dick covered in latex and glistening from her wetness.
When she looked back into his eyes, the intensity, the determination to have her, made everything else disappear into nothingness.
“I’m going to devour you, and you’re going to see what it feels like to be owned by a man.”
Daniella finished off her burger, watching as Demon tugged Deanna out of the kitchen. They were a cute couple, strange yet cute. Licking the mustard off her fingers, she glanced around the kitchen. Considering the club was owned by a bunch of old men, the kitchen had a feminine touch to it.
She imagined Deanna and the club whores used the kitchen more than the men ever did. Picking up her second burger, which she didn’t care about as her mother wasn’t around to nag her. She hated her mother, more than she hated her father. At the young age of fourteen she’d learned the horrid truth about who her father actually was along with the hatred her mother had for her. Daniella didn’t miss her mom. Years spent on a diet, being forced to do nothing but exercise or try on clothes had scarred her for life. Her father was the lesser of two evils. Zeke, her murdering, crime lord of a father, was by far easier to deal with than her mother. He didn’t give a shit about her weight or what she did with her time or if she liked to eat two cheese burgers rather than a celery stick.
The years of weight charts, diets, and being compared to every slender girl in the neighborhood was far behind her.
Biting into her burger, she relished the grease, the cheese, the meaty fat flavor as it ran down her throat.
“Are you okay?” Shakes asked¸ walking into the kitchen.
“Yeah, I’m fine. So, men do come in here after all.”
“What do you mean?”
“I figured this was a woman’s domain.”
“Not really. Boys need to eat, but the whores wouldn’t be seen in here. They’re good for one thing.”
“I figured you had to have a reason for calling them whores.” She shrugged. “Not all girls are lucky like Deanna.”
She liked Deanna. The other woman was nice, a little too nice for a biker club, but Daniella wasn’t one to talk. Her own father wasn’t a nice man and compared to him she was sweet.
Thinking about Zeke filled her with regret. Her father loved her. She knew he did but she couldn’t bring herself to be his little girl anymore. What he did with his life and the way he killed, it was just too much. She’d seen first hand what he was capable of. There was a time when she’d be sitting at the stairs waiting for the front door to open. She’d run into his arms and he’d stop her mother saying nasty shit to her.
That all changed when her mother left and she learned the truth. Th
ere was no more running toward him, in fact she spent more time running away from him.
“What are you thinking about?” Shakes asked, pulling her out of her thoughts.
“Stupid shit.” She never bonded with anyone, least of all men. After everything she’d seen her father do, she had a hard time trusting them. “Do you want some?” she asked, pointing to her burger.
“Nah, you eat it.”
He moved toward the fridge, pulling out a carton of Chinese food. She hadn’t known how old the food was and didn’t want to risk food poisoning.
Taking a bite of her burger, she didn’t like how he sat close to her. He pulled a chair right next to her so that his thigh grazed hers.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“I’m eating.” It wasn’t a hard question.
“No, I mean what are you doing tonight?”
She stared at her food, losing her appetite at how close he was. “Erm, what do you mean?”
“When you’ve finished your food what are you doing?” He spoke slowly, taking his time to pronounce every single word.
“I’m not thick.” She snapped the words out, hating the way he’d spoken.
“I had to ask you the same question twice.”
“It’s not my fault. I’m going to eat my burger, do the dishes, and go and study.”
“You’ve just come from college. Don’t you ever have time off?”
“Time off is for people who don’t want to do well in life.” She didn’t believe that. Some people were just handed really bad deals out of life.
“This is coming from the pampered princess of a crime boss.”
“What? You think I’ve had it all handed to me on a plate? I can do and say whatever the hell I want?”
“Yeah, princess, I do. I think you’ve got life really fucking easy actually. You’ve not got to fight for a single thing. All you’ve got to do is click your fingers and you get exactly what you want.”
Daniella snorted. “You have no idea what you’re talking about.” Putting the burger back onto the plate, she started to push away from the table. Shakes surprised her by putting his hands on the chair, stopping her from moving.
