Tuck's Revenge

by Rory Flannigan

  Glory smiled a little and turned before she broke out into a huge grin. That was the beginning, and later when both of them looked back, they would declare that not the meetings, not the rides, not all the nights hanging with the guys, was the beginning of the club, it was right then, when Tuck unknowingly chose his queen.

  Chapter Six

  Memories: the state or fact of being remembered

  Tuck working on his bike, he was alone, and even though he had been thinking about dating Glory, they had not been together. He did this out of respect for Boots, however, he was not certain he could continue, his cock was hard every fucking time she was around, so much so the jacking off in the shower was like second nature at this point. It was driving him mad.

  He looked at the clock with a sigh, yeah, Boots was gonna be here in two days, and Tuck was going to ask the man for permission to make Glory his woman officially. He grinned when he thought about her wearing his cut. His mom would have liked her. That is when he remembered the conversation he had with his mom right after he’d gotten home.

  They were talking about him settling down, she wanted grandbabies, and Tuck at the time was not picturing much of anything for the future. Damned if he wasn’t now, he wished his mom was here right now. Maybe, if all this worked out, he would finally give his mom what she wanted. Too bad she wouldn’t be around to enjoy it all.

  Glory came to Tuck a little later and said, "Tuck, I think you owe me a dinner, don't you?”

  "Yeah, I think I do too. Name the time and place and we'll go.”

  "Well if you're buying, I want a steak. If we're going dutch, I want a steak. If I have to pay…”

  "Looks like we're eating steak.”

  Glory smiled and said, "I like a guy that can take a hint. I'll be ready.”

  During dinner, they got to know each other better. Glory found out Tuck was different away from Boots and the other guys, and seemed more laid back. He was instinctively always on guard, watching people as they passed by him, or when the waitress at the restaurant approached the table, he would keep a space or some distance between himself and her. Glory realized that besides shaking Tuck’s hand a time or two, and hugging him once when he was leaving, there was no touching or anything with him.

  As Glory talked to him, she thought of how lonely he must have been all of his life, and how a man’s mind could work when they don't have the want or the need for the touch or the affection for another person. He was unlike any person she’d ever met in her life. Tuck may never be someone she could ever be with or close to. He kept everyone at arm’s length. Between a combination of the way his mind worked, his upbringing, and his military training, he seemed to be more of a machine than a human being. But he was a dangerous machine or human being, regardless of how you classified him. The short time she’d known him, the only emotion she witnessed was for the care and well being for his men. Glory knew by the way she could read people, how Tuck’s mind worked, if you were straight with him he would take care of you. But if you were his best friend in the world and you betrayed him, he would kill you and have no remorse for doing it whatsoever.

  When they were through with dinner, Tuck drove her back. They were walking to her room when she finally said what she wanted to ask all night.

  “I know this is the question men hate to be asked, but for me, I have to ask it. Where do you want this to go, to lead? Are we gonna fuck and then go back to being friends? Am I just going to be the available woman at the time and when we get out of here you can go about your merry way and find someone else?” she told him.

  He frowned, turned, and said, “What the hell do you take me for? Of course not, shit, it’s good to know that you think I’m such an ass. I mean I’m an ass, but not that big of one. It’s a beginning. We are going to be together, as in exclusive, as in I will cut the cock off any man who dares to touch you other than me. I’m possessive about my woman. I was thinking that this is the beginning of our future.”

  She laughed and said, “Well then, nice to let a girl in on all the thinking you have been doing. So should we take this inside then.”

  “Hell yeah,” Tuck said softly and traced a finger across the top of her dress, brushing the top of her breast softly. She could feel her nipples tighten and she closed her eyes for a moment.

  When she opened them, she saw the hungry look that he was giving her, she couldn’t help it; she giggled like a girl and then took his hand and walked with him into the bedroom.

  “Shit, why am I nervous?” she whispered.

  He winked and began to take off his shirt. “‘Cause you are dealing with a real man now.”

  She watched him with wide eyes. He was sexy; his chest was defined muscularly and tapered down to a thin waist with the perfect six-pack. She looked up and smiled when he pulled the shirt off completely. He slowly toed off his boots and then started to pull off his jeans. She held her breath. He was huge, shit, bigger than her toys.

  He must have felt her panic because he chuckled and said, “We were made for each other, don’t worry.”

  She finally dragged her eyes up, looked him in the eyes, and smiled. “Come here,” she whispered and held out her hand to him.

  Tuck crawled over the bed to her and lay on his side next to her. He leaned over and kissed her gently. She allowed him to deepen the kiss and groaned when she felt him running his hand up her leg, pulling the dress with him. The feel of his rough hands on her thigh made her pussy wet.

  Glory couldn’t stop from touching him. She put her hands on his chest and felt the muscles and hardness of his body. She traced his nipples with her fingers, teasing them and finding it fascinating that they grew hard under her touch.

  He broke the kiss and looked down at her with passion in his eyes. “You are damn close to perfect,” he said and pushed her dress up, finally whipping it over her head and throwing it on the floor. He gazed at her firm, round breasts and smiled. She only wore a small slip of lacy underwear now and she shivered again.

  “I take that back. You are perfect for me,” he said and palmed her breast, loving how it fit into his hand perfectly. He rolled his palm over a nipple making it pucker and strain to him. Smiling at the invitation, he bent and took it in his mouth.

  Glory groaned and ran her hand up his back until she got to the back of his head and held him in place. Knowing that this was where she wanted him. She felt a tingle of awareness as he drew her nipple into his mouth, sucking on it and rolling the nipple with his lips and tongue.

  She felt his hand run down her body and cup her mound through her panties. He had to have felt the wetness that had already gathered on the small scrap of lace. She arched her back and pushed her breasts further into him. Glory felt wanton and self-confident in a way she had never felt before.

  Tuck wanted her. He looked at her the way she had always wanted a man to, and the power she felt she had over him was heady. She wanted to tease him and tantalize him until he demanded to be in her.

  Glory ran her hand down his back and grasped his ass, cupping it and kneading it. He ground his erection into her thigh and she smiled. Tuck teased her back a little by running his finger over her covered slit, pushing gently when over her clit. She could feel the lace rub against her sensitive nub and she didn’t want anything between them.

  He released her nipple with a little pop and then kissed his way back up her neck and took her mouth. She felt branded by his kiss as if he was staking his claim. That was the only way she could explain the kiss. He pressed her back into the pillow and wound her arms around his neck, giving back as much as he was taking.

  Who knew a kiss like this would make her so excited? He was possessive and his hand touched her everywhere, making it feel like he was leaving his mark on her with each touch. He pulled back and moaned, “Mine.”

  And she smiled. “Yes, yours.”

  He seemed to lose a little control, reached down and pulled at her lace panties until they ripped from her body. The aggressive gesture tur
ned her on. As if he couldn’t wait for her to remove them.

  His finger ran down her now bare slit and she sighed. Tuck pressed against her clit and she whispered, “More.”

  “Don’t worry, sweetheart, we have all night,” Tuck said and bent his head again, this time working over her other breast. She shifted so she could get a hand between them. Without hesitation, she grasped his hard shaft and ran her hand up and down it. She could feel the wetness from the small pre-cum released. She used it to slick her hand a little, rubbed it in her palm, and then pumped him again.

  His response was a growl against her breast and then his fingers dipped into her weeping pussy. She was so wet he slid right in. It was amazing to feel the fullness of his fingers inside her. He pumped them in time with her hand and she clenched on his fingers wanting more, wanting all of him inside her.

  He released her breast again and then slid down her body.

  “Relax, I just want to make you feel good,” he whispered and kissed her inner thigh. She squirmed a little and then settled down while he spread her legs far enough for him to lie between them. She could feel his breath against her wet pussy and she moaned. With the first swipe of his tongue, she bucked a little in surprise. He held her waist still and then kissed the top of her mound.

  Using his free hand, he parted her pussy lips and focused right on her clit. He sucked it into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue. He bit down gently, causing her to yell out, feeling the tingling sensation run through her straight to her womb.

  He pumped a finger in and out of her while he continued to flick her clit with his tongue and she came hard.

  Tuck kissed his way back up her body, smiled down at her, and then settled between her legs. She could feel his cock pushing against her and she wiggled until it was sitting right at her gate.

  She leaned up and kissed him, pulling his head down, and opening her mouth. She could taste herself faintly and the thought of what he’d just done increased her arousal. Tuck held her hips and slowly entered her.

  She sighed when he was fully seated in her. He filled her up and she ground her hips against his. He finally began to move and she matched his pace. He felt wonderful inside her. Finally, she felt the connection with him that she had hoped for. They were lovers and friends, she couldn’t ask for more.

  *****

  Tuck moved slowly at first, to allow her to become used to him. When he felt her pushing against him a little faster, he knew she was ready. He braced his hands on the bed and moved a little so with each pass his cock brushed against her now engorged clit. She panted and made sexy noises so he knew that he had been successful.

  He moved faster, with Glory keeping up with him stroke for stroke and she yelled when she felt her orgasm building again. Tuck pushed harder and made sure that he could feel her slick pussy clamping down on him and he fell over the edge with her, yelling her name as he came.

  He collapsed against her and was panting like he had run six miles in boot camp. They were both slick with sweat and he felt Glory shiver when reality and cool air finally registered with her.

  When he lost his family, he thought he would never experience the feeling of home again. But as they lay he closed his eyes, her, Glory felt like home. He fell asleep with the knowledge that he would do everything in his power not to lose the feeling again. No matter what the cost.

  *****

  The next morning, everyone was waking up and gathering in the breakroom for their morning coffee, Boots came in and crossed his arms over his chest and glared. Tuck grinned, he knew what was coming, but Glory held up her hand.

  “Not going there, I am a grown up.”

  Tuck said, “Boots, brother, she is my ole lady now.”

  “Oh really, she agree to that?” Boots said.

  “Yep,” Tuck said and looked at Glory who was staring at him with an open mouth. “Told you last night, you were mine.”

  “Umm…okay,” she nodded and felt the warm feeling flow over her, “but we are seriously going to have to have a discussion on your communication skills.”

  Tuck smiled and said, "Gonna ride out to get some information. Few of the guys said that whomever is running Bill and his group are coming back to Texas. We need to get shit sorted, been too long, they need taken out, and it’s gonna happen. The clubs aren’t gonna help us unless we do something, we heard it already when we met them. We're going on our bikes, no cages.”

  Glory asked, "Well what am I going to ride?”

  Tuck thought a minute and said, "Can you ride a motorcycle solo, or you need a sissy bar?”

  Glory looked at Boots and said, "Dad, can I ride a motorcycle?”

  Boots laughed, "Since she was a child, she's been scaring the shit out of me on those things.”

  "Well then, looks like we'll have to go get you a bike, or you can ride with me. We can do it either way you want to do it.”

  Glory smiled and said, "Well, why don't we just ride together and shop for a bike along the way? Maybe after a few miles you'll come to like me riding with you.”

  "Yeah, I probably will like it, maybe a little too much,” Tuck smirked and winked.

  Chapter Seven

  Plan: an intention or decision about what one is going to do

  Glory leaned her head back and felt the wind as they took off. She was happy riding in the back of Tuck’s bike, how could she not be? Glory had ridden on the back of her father’s bike and that is it. No other man, but as she wrapped her arms around him, it felt right.

  They were going back to San Angelo, someplace Glory knew held bad memories for Tuck, she was glad some of the guys were going with them like Rat his Enforcer. The man may be scary but he was loyal and you never had doubt with his intentions.

  They were also taking Tack, Snitch, and Raven, all soldiers and all fierce. This was just gathering information, at least she hoped so. Her father told her a lot about this Bill character and even though she had never met him, she didn’t like him.

  They stopped in a no nothing town with only a motel and a diner attached to it for the night. Glory was going to stay at the hotel while the guys road into San Angelo the next day to deal with Bill.

  At dinner, they discussed the plan.

  “So, Bill is going to be the key to finding out who is in charge of this crap,” Tuck said. “We know there is still a price on my head.”

  “How many men he gonna have, do you think?” Rat grumbled.

  “At his home? One or two,” Tuck said and took a drink from his beer before continuing. “They run out of a shop in town, that will have most of the security. Bill thinks he is untouchable, most people don’t even know where he lives, but I followed him one night. Thinking if we get the drop on him, we will be able to get the information we need before the others figure it out. At the shop they will have fifty guys at least.”

  They continued to make their plan as Glory listened. She was in charge of letting Boots and the others know what was going on, she would be listening in via radio in case they needed something.

  It wasn’t until they were alone in their room that Glory gave her opinion. This is what she learned a long time ago about a biker’s woman, you listened, paid attention to everything but never gave your opinion in front of the guys, no, an ole lady’s place was support in public, and only in private could she say anything.

  “You sure going after him now is a good idea?” she asked and Tuck turned to her and nodded.

  “Now,” Tuck said. “Waited for a long time, and they only seem to be gaining speed. We need to take them out before they get bigger and cause us more problems. Plus, Homeboy is the leader, we are going to need to take him down, and Bill is the only one who knows who he is. If I want to get help from some of the other clubs, we need to prove ourselves. This is what they want, so I am gonna give it to them.”

  Glory nodded and then said, “Sure you want me to stay here? We can get me a ride in case you need backup in the form of a ride outta there.”

  Tuck
grinned and said, “Baby, the day I don’t ride out of a situation is the day I hang up my chaps.”

  Glory rolled her eyes and nodded, “Okay.”

  “Now, gimme a goodbye present,” he whispered and leaned toward her and kissed her deeply and stood with her in his arms making his intentions known.

  Panting from the heated kiss, she pushed back a little, so she could have more room. Quickly pulling her shirt over her head and laughing when their arms bumped into each other because he was doing the same. Their shirts were thrown on the floor behind them, and Tuck kissed her again as she unsnapped her bra and let it fall in between them. Glory wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close. Deepening the kiss herself, she pressed her tongue inside his mouth to taste him. He dueled with her, trying to get as much out of her as she was trying to get out of him. Their bodies pressed skin to skin and it was driving her crazy, she needed more. Shifting her chest from side to side so her nipples were being stimulated. Oh, the feeling was sensual and erotic. She loved it. Skin on skin and mouth on mouth, both of their arms wrapped around each other, pressing them together so tightly she thought they would become one.

  More, she thought, then pulled back again and grabbed her pants and began to take them off quickly. He did the same and in a moment, they were both naked. He was more than ready, she thought when she saw his large erection. Not wanting to waste the chance, she dropped to her knees before him, grabbed the backs of his thighs, and moved him to where she wanted him. Looking up at him, Glory smiled and then stuck out her tongue and just touched the tip with it.

  "Oh, babe, you don't have to do this right now, we will have plenty of time later," he groaned and tried to step back.

  "I want this cock in my mouth. It's my turn," she whispered and grabbed his thighs again and pulled him back. She took the tip in her mouth and gloried in the sounds that Tuck was making above her. She knew he liked it. Especially when he fisted a hand through her hair and held on to her head.