Penance

by K E Osborn

  He tests the buttons getting the hang of my purple vibrator as I lay back watching him, and for some strange reason, seeing him with that hooded look in his eyes and a purple vibrator in his hand, it’s turning me on even more. I chew on my bottom lip as he looks at me and waggles his eyebrows as he ducks down while I take a deep breath closing my eyes. The cold tip of the head slides up and down my opening as he lathers it in my juices before pushing it inside of me. His other hand is slowly caressing my thigh, and somehow that simple movement is turning me on too. The thought he’s being attentive at the same time as trying to pleasure me is somehow making this even more exciting.

  He slowly edges the vibrator inside of me, and I gasp at the feeling as he pushes it in. Pleasure rolls through me as I notice his breathing becoming more labored. I know he’s turned on by this too, which is only exciting me further. He pulls it back and thrusts it up inside of me again, the little rabbit hitting my tiny bundle of nerves when he pushes it in to the hilt. I let out a small whimper of delight, and he begins to move it faster. In and out, in and out. It feels good, the silicone texture hard and thick as he pumps it inside of me. I clench my eyes as my hips begin to rock with the movements, then suddenly he flicks the switch. I jump as vibrations roll through me at the same time as he thrusts the vibrator in and out of me. The white pearls roll around inside of me making everything come alive as my hands ball into fists in the sheets, and I let out a moan of delight.

  “That’s it, Sass…” he murmurs making me feel even more worked up hearing his deep voice.

  He angles it higher thrusting it so it’s hitting at just the right angle. It’s making me quiver as the beads roll around inside of me while the deep thrusts are working their beautiful magic. The bunny is hitting my clit too, and just as I feel like this couldn’t get any better, he flicks on the vibration for the rabbit, and I let out a loud gasp as I jolt from the shock. The sudden and quick friction on my clit from the rabbit ears sends me straight into an overwhelming adrenaline spike. He works the vibrator hard and fast as I writhe on the bed. He’s pushing me to my absolute limits, and never have I ever had it this good using on my own with B.O.B. before.

  He knows exactly how to use it as he twists it, thrusting it at precisely the right angle to hit my g-spot, and I scream out in pleasure not even caring about Heath and Bowie as I arch off the bed. An insatiable fire burns inside me so hot I feel like I’m in the bowels of hell, but being burned by the most delicious fire imaginable.

  My body shudders in delight as I shake uncontrollably, sparks flying off from every inch of my skin. I clench my eyes shut tightly, turning my head from side to side in the sheer blissful agony of it all. Splintering into a million tiny shards of shattered fragments all over my bed, I melt like a pool of ice in the blisteringly hot midday sun.

  As I come down from my insatiable high, I let out a long, drawn-out moan while my body sags into the bed completely spent. I’ve never had an orgasm like that, ever, and as he turns off B.O.B. and withdraws it from me, he slides over my withered body and plants a light kiss on my non-reactive lips. I try to kiss him back, I really do, but it’s more of a peck as I attempt to catch my breath.

  He chuckles and slides in beside me brushing some hair from my face. “How was that? Are you okay?” he asks, and I lazily open my eyes and shrug.

  “No… yes… I don’t even know. Am I alive right now?” I murmur, and he leans over placing B.O.B. on the nightstand, then bends over to kiss me again.

  “I like sex-coma face on you,” he murmurs, and I grin.

  “I like sex-coma, too. You can do that whenever you like.”

  He smiles. “Oh, Sass, I’m not done with you yet.”

  Raising my brow, I weakly smile. “You’re not?”

  He shakes his head and reaches down pulling off his briefs. “Not by a long shot.”

  Letting out a contented sigh, he rolls on top of me, and suddenly, my breathing becomes faster, but not in a good way. It suddenly feels a little like I’m caged in when his lips slam against mine. I kiss him back, but I’m hesitant as I clench my eyes.

  Images of Vince appear. His intense blue eyes fiercely glaring at me as his hands grip at my throat making me break the kiss as push at Sensei’s chest gasping for air.

  Sensei pulls back, but my eyes are closed as I try to fight the images in my mind. My eyes clench tighter as I attempt to coat my dry mouth while Sensei rolls off me, bringing his hand up to gently cup my face.

  “Shh, hey, it’s okay. I’m right here. You’re safe, Sass. Open your eyes.” His soothing voice sounds like smooth honey, and my shaking body settles as I open my eyes. The images of Vince fading as a vision of Sensei comes into view. His concerned features look down at me as he slowly caresses my face. Tears well in my eyes as I clear my throat, his ochre eyes bore into mine looking so sad as he tries to console me.

  “I’m sorry—”

  “Stop! Don’t ever be sorry for feeling vulnerable. I should be the one to apologize. I didn’t think. You suffered a trauma today. You have every right to push me away. Hell, hit me if you want to. Cry if you need to. I’ll be here with you for all of it.”

  My bottom lip trembles as I take a deep breath. “I… I thought I was going to die today.”

  His entire body sags as he winces and pulls me closer to him for comfort—mine and his. His hand runs over my skin as he continues to look into my watering eyes, and he lets me continue, “All I could think about was that I’d never see you again… that the last face I was ever going to see would be Vince’s. I was never going to get a chance at being with you.”

  He leans in with a heavy sigh looking deep into my eyes. “Us, together… nothing will stop that, Sass. Not Vince, not the stuff that’s happening at the club. We’ll have our time. I’m not letting anything come between us. And if you need time to deal with what happened before we take the relationship further, then I’ll wait… because you’re fucking worth it.”

  My chest swells, and I sniff as I lean up and kiss him. Hard. No one has ever said anything remotely close to that to me before. Sensei’s not only the most unique man I have ever met, he’s also the sweetest. And that’s the most perfect thing he could have said right now to get me out of this funk. I can’t let this thing with Vince rule my life. Sure, it could swallow me. I could let it ravage my mind and overtake all my thoughts, but then I would be a shell of the woman I am. I need to show Sensei what he means to me, just like he showed me what I mean to him.

  So I grab his shoulders and pull him over me. He’s hesitant, holding back, trying to not put his weight on me, but I grind my pussy up into his hard cock that’s pressing against me.

  I kiss him back, I’m definitely more in the moment now.

  He rocks into me letting me know he’s entirely ready to go, and I wrap my legs around him letting him know I’m ready to go too. There’s no hesitation in me whatsoever. So he slides forward and positions his cock at my opening. I’m so wet he doesn’t need any help at all as he moves into place, and then with one quick thrust, he slams inside of me. We both groan together as he reaches out grabbing my hand and pinning it next to me on the bed, his fingers looping with mine. His tight grip around my fingers only excites me more, while he lets my other hand move to his back, my nails digging into his shoulder blade.

  This is the first time we’ve had sex in a bed, laying down, missionary. Normally, we’re all about the kink, and while our foreplay was semi-kink, it’s nice to do something a little more vanilla. He rocks up into me thrusting hard. My teeth clamp down onto my bottom lip at the fullness of him inside of me. He feels so fucking amazing as the amber hue of the lamp sends shadows of our molded bodies on the ceiling.

  My body’s still recovering from the intense orgasm from before, but I know it won’t be long before another builds with the way he’s moving inside of me.

  Sensei’s a skilled lovemaker, and even though I wouldn’t call this making love, it’s damn near close. The connection is there. I can f
eel it with him—the chemistry, the unwavering bond between us. The igniting power surging through the room filling all the atoms with energy as it pulsates and energizes every molecule—it’s electrifying, it’s energizing, it’s terrifying as I move with Sensei wondering where this is going to take us.

  Are we heading for something more?

  We know we like each other, but are we a couple?

  Will I inevitably end up in Old Lady territory?

  I have no idea. All I do know is that as we rock back and forth, thrust after thrust, the way he’s looking at me tells me he’s feeling this just like I am. And it’s not just after the events of today. We have a connection, and I want to explore this with him.

  If he is willing.

  He pushes into me, our eyes connecting, looking into each other longingly. His deep chocolate to mine. Sparks shoot off in every direction, and I swear it makes my stomach ripple in delight. A wave of euphoria rolls over my body as the heat builds inside of me again, and as he hits the right spot, I dig my nails into his back, and he winces out a throaty groan of pleasure as I shudder.

  Looking into his eyes, my muscles all contract, tightening around him, and his eyes narrow as we both pant for hurried breaths. We rock back and forth as sweat beads on both our brows. Pressure builds inside of me, but I keep my eyes locked on his as all my muscles contract, and the heat washes over me. I feel it hit me as I see it in his eyes. His body stills, and he jolts, his cock throbbing hard inside of me while I explode in a less intense orgasm at the same time he unloads inside of me as we come together.

  His hand holding mine clenches tight, and I grip into his back probably drawing blood as we both pant out our releases.

  “Oh, God,” I whimper.

  “Fuck,” he moans staring into my eyes as we both explode and then still coming down from our joined highs.

  With my free hand, I move it to the shaved side of his head and caress the bald scalp. He smiles at me leaning into my hand then he tilts down kissing me hard.

  Being this close to him, felt different. We felt more connected. This felt like couple sex, not just people hanging out, sex.

  Sensei pulls back while I’m still trying to catch my breath. He looks down at me and shakes his head. “Can I ask you something?” I tilt my head and nod. “I know we’ve kind of gone about this… differently. And we don’t really have a label on us, but I’d like one.”

  I try to hide my smile. “Are you asking me to go steady?” I tease.

  “Sass,” he warns, and I giggle.

  “Yes, I’ll be your girlfriend,” I reply.

  “Without sounding like a fucking asshole… we’re just in a relationship. Mutually exclusive. I’m not saying Old Lady status just yet, not that this won’t get there. It’s just—”

  “Stop blabbering! It’s too soon for Old Lady talk,” I interrupt, and he nods.

  “Exactly, but I want people to know you’re with me. Even if you’re not technically my Old Lady just yet.”

  Nodding, I smile. “I get it, and I agree.”

  He leans in kissing me again, and I smile against his lips as I kiss him back. This couldn’t have been a more perfect way for me to forget the shitty day I had. I just hope being with Sensei does bring me a sense of protection and not more unwanted attention from people he’s in bad with.

  SENSEI

  The Next Night

  Spending last night with Sass was both electrifying and equally horrifying. Seeing her seize up while I was on top of her, the memories of Sass’s vicious attack haunting her, it’s not something she should have to live with. I think, though, I managed to bring the situation back down to the ground. Sass’s attack terrifies me—I wasn’t there to stop it from happening even though I know I can’t always protect her.

  Equally terrifying is the fact I’ve never once given myself to a woman like I’ve given myself freely to Sass. I asked her to be mine, not an Old Lady, but a typical girlfriend, and that’s a damn huge step for me. I’ve never, not once been in a relationship, so I’m kind of winging this shit right now. But the fact that Sass’s willing to walk me through this new territory is enlightening. I’m glad she’s my first, as crazy as that sounds for a man of twenty-four. The idea of a relationship has never been on the cards for me. My training and the club have always been my priority, but Sass’s taking up too much space in my mind not to have her in my life. Plus, everyone in my life approves of her, so it’s time I manned up.

  I know it won’t always be easy. Hell, I’ve seen enough of my brothers with their old ladies and even my parents go through their battles, but I would go through that with Sass if it meant having her by my side. It’s all new, so fucking new, but for once I have someone I want to fight for, and now I understand what it’s all about. And fuck if I’m not going to fight with every damn thing I have.

  It’s getting late, another day done and dusted as we all sit around the clubroom drinking and mulling over another lost day of indecision and waiting around for Enzo or us to come up with a goddamned plan on how to get out of this gun shipment to the Ishikawa Yakuza. All I know is we’ve fast run out of time, our two weeks is up, and as I sit with Torque, Trax, and Chains, the bunch of us discussing another round of useless ideas, I shake my head.

  “It won’t work,” I murmur, and they all look to me.

  Torque groans and sits back running his hands through his hair in exhaustion. “Fuck, I know. You’re right. No matter how we play this shit, I can’t see a fuckin’ way out. We’re gonna have to give them the motherfuckin’ guns or face the fuckin’ consequences.”

  Trax groans picking up his stein and throwing it across the room, the glass smashing against the wall, splintering into tiny shards as everyone turns to look at the sudden impact point. “This is bullshit. We can’t start this shit with the fucking Yakuza, Torque,” Trax’s voice is hoarse like he’s on the verge of a full explosive outburst.

  Torque slumps and nods. “I know, brother, I fuckin’ know. I don’t like it any better than you do. But what the hell play do we make here? Do we just go after them? Guns-a-blazing, fire and brimstone, and take out as many as we can?”

  “Fucking yes! Now we’re talking,” Trax beams, his smile wide.

  I shake my head along with Chains. “That would be unwise—”

  My reply is cut short by the clubhouse door busting wide open as Zane comes in through the doors, he’s sweating profusely like he’s been running as he bolts toward us as if there’s definitely some shit or other going down.

  “Pres! You have to come now. There’s been trouble at Club Modesty,” Zane puffs out through his ragged breaths.

  We all stand up knowing the club girls were dancing there tonight.

  Torque tilts his head. “What kinda fuckin’ trouble?”

  “It’s Ruby, something’s wrong with her. We don’t know what’s happened. Maybe someone spiked her drink or something, but she’s at the hospital. Kline and Foxy are with her now.”

  My muscles tense, and I glance at Torque who nods to me. He knows Ruby’s a good friend of mine, she is to all of us actually, but she has been really good to me and my family lately. I need to know she’s okay. “Is anyone with her?” I ask needing to know she’s protected right now if someone’s coming after her.

  He nods. “Yeah, Lift and Vibe are with her and the girls. The other prospects are on their way back here.”

  Torque nods and tilts his head to me. “Go! I’ll be right behind you,” he instructs.

  Racing off toward my bike to ride to the hospital, I just hope she’s okay, and there’s nothing too seriously wrong with her.

  Rushing through the halls, I have no real idea where to go as my feet hit the tiled floor heavy and with purpose. I round the corner to see a tiny little nurse, her curly black hair framing her face, making her seem even prettier as she looks at me.

  Her eyes open wide while taking in my tall stature as she looks at my cut and then smiles. “Ah… hi, I was told a few more of you guys wou
ld be coming in. I’m Tiny. Nice to meet ya.” Her cute voice does nothing to calm my nerves as I look to her and let out a small huff.

  “Tiny… it suits you. I’m looking for—”

  “Ruby Newberry, I know. Come with me. Doctor Kline and Heeley told me you were coming, though they said there would be more than one. But, hey, you’re more than enough…” Her eyes roam up and down my body like she’s absolutely ogling me, and I glance around unsure of how to take her, as she starts walking off toward a room. I let out a confused huff at this tiny little woman who seems not to care about blatantly looking at men like they’re her next meal.

  We round a corner, and I see Lift and Vibe standing in the hall. They tilt their head to me in greeting as I hear Tiny hum under her breath a sound of delight. A small smirk appears on my lips as she leads me toward them, and she points to the room where I see Kline and Foxy standing over a bed, and Ruby is in it asleep.

  My stomach sinks at how pale she appears, and I look back to Tiny and nod. She raises her brow while chewing on her bottom lip and shakes her head. “Damn,” she murmurs then turns around and marches off.

  Lift laughs and pats my shoulder. “She checked you out, too, huh?” he asks as I glance at him and sigh.

  “She was… interesting, that’s for sure. Now tell me… what the fuck’s going on with Ruby? Is she okay?” I ask and Lift grimaces.

  “I don’t really know, man. They were talking all that doctor-shit talk. All I know is Ruby was fine, then she said some guy bumped into her really hard, she told him to fuck off in her usual manner, and then he ran away, tail between his legs. After that, she started feeling really shit with dizzy spells, and she became incoherent then she collapsed. Fucking was convulsing, her muscles spasming and shit. Was fucking crazy, man.”

  Anger rolls over every muscle in my body as I grit my teeth. “The guy drugged her?”