Trust Me: A Bad Boy MC Romance

by Cristal Pierre

  As Kyle pressed against me even harder, I realized that his cock was poking my thigh. I sat up again and he ran his hands along my back before he snapped off my bra, letting it fall into my lap. Quickly, he took one of my tits into his mouth, letting his tongue flick across my nipple. “Please… Kyle… I can’t take this any longer.”

  “Hmm?” He pulled away, looking into my eyes. He had a devilish grin playing on his lips. “What did you say?”

  Subtly, his hands crept between my legs, spreading my thighs apart. My pussy felt like it was on fire inside of my pants. My body yearned for this man like never before. The thought of having him inside of me was quickly driving me insane. “I… need you.”

  “What’s that?” He said, even though I was sure he had heard me.

  “I need you, I need you inside of me. I can’t stand you teasing me like this.” I admitted, my cheeks turning red with blush. They felt like they were on fire, but I still held his gaze, hoping he would grant me sweet release. I couldn’t help it – he was just too sexy to resist.

  “I was starting to think you’d never come around.” With his smirk deepening, he once again pushed me back onto the hood, unbuttoning my pants with ease. Inch by inch, he shimmied them down my wide hips until they joined my shirt in the hay pile.

  The chilly air in the barn caused goosebumps to form all over my body. Kyle’s hands rubbed me all over before his fingers hooked around the waistband of my panties, pulling them off as well. Completely naked, I suddenly realized that I was entirely at his mercy.

  He took a moment to admire me, his eyes rolling over my body as if he was a starving man drooling over a home-cooked meal. He licked his lips and dove straight for my pussy. His hands shimmied under my ass, hoisting me up, lapping at my juices like it was the sweetest nectar on earth. With my legs hooked over his shoulders, all I could do was experience the waves of pleasure that his tongue sent through my body as he forced his way deeper and deeper inside of me. But he didn’t stop there, he kept going, twisting it this way and that, driving me utterly insane. My pussy quivered with the sensation as I grinded my hips into his face until his nose was pressed against me, but still, he didn’t stop.

  His fingers tightened on my ass as his tongue fucked my tight pussy. Just as I was getting close to the edge, he pulled out, teasing my clit. I could barely handle myself, my nails scratching at the tractor. I moaned out loudly, my sounds of ecstasy echoing through the vacant building.

  “That’s it, baby… scream for me.” He whispered, his hot breath caressing my engorged clit as I struggled to get myself off. I whimpered, asking for more as my body wriggled in desire, but Kyle had stopped eating me out, leaving me wanting more.

  As I lifted my head to look at him, he was unbuckling his belt, letting his pants drop to his ankles. Within his underwear, his cock was struggling to escape, pitching a large tent. He pulled those down as well, his dick springing to full mast between his legs. He stroked it slightly, making eye contact. “Do you like what you see?” He asked, his usual tone of playfulness in his voice.

  All I could do was moan as my eyes took in every inch of his monster cock. I remembered the last time I had felt it inside of me. I wanted to feel that again, only this time I wanted it longer – harder – faster.

  Kyle seemed to read my mind because he was already between my legs, his tip pressing against my entrance. I bit my lip in anticipation and even so, I screamed out when he rammed himself balls-deep inside of me. My pussy struggled to accommodate his thick girth as he started to rock his hips, forcing me to feel every last inch of him. Even though it was a tight fit, I loved every second of it, my fingers once more tangling into his hair, pulling him into my chest. He didn’t hesitate to take one of my nipples into his mouth as he fucked me harder than ever.

  His smooth cock slipped in and out of me at a breakneck pace. It was like he was a well-oiled piston, ready to go at it all night long and I was more than ready to go along for the ride.

  Chapter 13

  Kyle

  Linda’s pussy was impossibly tight. It was like a glove around my cock, wanting to milk me for every drop I had. I groaned, finding it difficult to fuck her as my cock was squeezed inside of her tight little pussy. I grabbed hold of her breasts, using them for leverage as I fucked her with newfound vigor.

  She kept moaning my name, driving my wild. Her nails were on my back, leaving behind bright red scratch marks, but I didn’t care – it only turned me on even more. “Fuck… Linda, you’re so tight.” I murmured into her ear. The tractor we were on was creaking with my movements, mixing with our sounds of ecstasy. Still, I didn’t stop. I was determined to make this woman cum – to make her feel so good that her head spun.

  So I picked up the pace, going a little harder until my balls started to slap against her ass, turning it a light shade of pink. Her nails dug into my back even harder as her body tensed and her pussy started to quiver around me. I knew she was getting close. Losing all control, I pounded into her as hard as I could, my thumb finding her clit, flicking it back and forth. She was completely soaked, her juices sloshing against my cock with my every thrust. We were making a complete mess, but neither one of us cared – too concerned with the immense pleasure that coursed through our veins. “Kyle…” She moaned, breathless. Her fingers moved to my hair, pulling on it until our faces were mere inches apart. I looked into her beautiful blue eyes, slowing my pace just a smidge. “You feel so good… so big…”

  I smirked at her, pushing myself as far as I could go. Her pussy tightened around me even more, turning into a vice grip. I moaned under my breath, rocking my hips, determined to push her to the edge. My hands moved to her thighs, my fingers digging into her flesh as I continued my relentless pounding, my balls already tightening. Damn, this girl was tight.

  “Cum for me…” I nibbled on her earlobe, my fingers flicking across her clit even faster. The friction between us increased and it was becoming impossible to control myself. She felt so good. Her moans, her scent, everything about her was completely intoxicating. “Cum for me, Linda…” I whispered once again and this time, her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she lost all control.

  Somehow, her pussy managed to tighten around me even more, making it impossible for me to move. I groaned, feeling her cum all around me, dripping onto the tractor in her climax. She was breathing hard, trying to compose herself after what seemed to be an earth-shattering orgasm. I pulled out of her tiny pussy, my cock in hand as I started to stroke it, hard and fast, just on the brink of orgasm.

  It felt like someone was squeezing my balls as I jerked myself off. I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold back any longer. My eyes glanced at Linda’s amazing rack and I lost any and all control. My load exploded onto her stomach before I collapsed next to her.

  “Wow…” She whispered. “That was even better than last time.” Her voice was ragged as she stared at the ceiling. Her large chest moved up and down. I reached for her breasts, gently fondling the one close to me, making her moan.

  “I’m glad you liked it,” I smirked.

  “That would be an understatement.”

  My smirk deepened. “See, I told you. I’m not all that bad.”

  “Just because you’re a good fuck doesn’t mean you’re not a criminal.”

  “I never said I wasn’t a criminal. I’ve had my fair share of mistakes, but I’m not a murderer.”

  “I’ll believe that once we get some solid evidence on Daniel,” Linda said, as stubborn as ever.

  “You’re a tough nut to crack, you know that?”

  “If I was a pushover, I wouldn’t be a lawyer.”

  “You have a point.” I leaned forward and kissed her lips. “But you have to admit, I’m pretty good in the sack.” I winked at her. “If you had screamed any louder, the Iron Horses would’ve found us for sure.”

  “I didn’t scream that loud.”

  “It was pretty loud.” I moved my lips to her neck, slowly making my way to her collar
bone, knowing just how much she liked it.

  “Whatever.” She jumped down from the tractor and started putting on her clothes.

  “Why are you running away this time?”

  “We aren’t staying here all night, are we?” She asked. “It’s creepy in here.”

  “Are you scared of old, abandoned barns as well? For someone who said she was afraid of nothing… there are certainly a lot of things you’re not a fan of.” She pouted, her arms crossed over her perky chest. “Okay, okay. We can go back to the warehouse.” I pulled my pants on and was just about to put on my jacket when my phone began to ring. I fished it out of my pocket. “Hello?”

  “Hey, Kyle. We have news for you.” It was Jones, his voice high-pitched and excited.

  “Well go on, spill the beans.”

  “So, we did some digging on Danny, like you asked. It seems like he went MIA right after you were brought into custody. Which means, his apartment should be vacant. You could probably break in there and look for clues to his whereabouts.”

  “Do you have his address?” I asked, getting excited. If I got some evidence to place this man at the scene of the murder, then I could finally clear my good name and prove myself to Linda.

  “Of course, 889 Highway Ave. It’s right off the Old Country Road.”

  Chapter 14

  Linda

  Kyle hung up the phone, a smug look on his face. “What was all that about?”

  “My boy, Jones. He finally came through for once.”

  “What do you mean?” I was trying to pick out all the hay that had gotten lodged in my hair. I had no doubt I looked like a mess at this point.

  “They found where Daniel lives.”

  “Why does that matter?”

  “He hasn’t been there for a while… which means that we can break in and look for some evidence. Jones tells me that he’s been MIA ever since the murder. People don’t just disappear for no reason. He’s hiding something and I want to figure out what it is.”

  “What makes you think that he would just leave behind incriminating evidence in his home?” I asked with my hand on my hip. I didn’t like the idea of breaking in. Not only was that breaking the law, but it went against everything I stood for as a lawyer. “Besides, we’d need a warrant to search his house.”

  “Sure, if you’re a law-abiding citizen.” He winked at me. “But you don’t have to come with me. I can drop you off at the warehouse and you can spend the night with Olivia.”

  “What? So you can go alone? Are you nuts?” I stepped forward. “We shouldn’t be breaking into his house in the first place. It’s wrong.”

  “And do you think it’s right that he murdered someone?” He grabbed me by the arm and looked into my eyes. “I just want to get to the bottom of this and you know, as well as I do, that the legal system isn’t going to help me.” He had a point. People would just dismiss him as another biker – as I did in the beginning. My hands tightened into fists, frustrated that I had allowed my biased point of view to get in the way of protecting this man.

  “I’ll go,” I said firmly. I knew it was crazy and that I’d probably regret it, but I just couldn’t let Kyle fend for himself. Maybe I was starting to warm up to him, but whatever the reason, I knew I couldn’t let him do this alone.

  “I knew you’d come through.” He pulled me close, his lips colliding with mine. His kiss was sweet and full of passion, making me lightheaded. I melted into him, my arms wrapping around him as he pulled me even closer. The feeling of his body pressed against mine drove me wild. As he pulled away, all I could do was bite the inside of my lip, getting lost in the depth of his dark eyes. “We should get going. There’s no telling when Daniel might come back.”

  I nodded, following him out of the barn. Outside, he helped me with my helmet, being just as caring as ever. It was always strange to see someone like Kyle act the way he did. With his leather jacket, large boots, and overall rugged appearance, I expected him to be rough and mean, but I shouldn’t judge a book by its cover.

  “How does that feel?” He asked with a gentle smile.

  “Good.” I smiled back. “And do you mind riding a little slower this time?”

  “Sure.” He chuckled, getting on the bike and waiting for me to hop on. Naturally, I wrapped my arms around his waist, resting my cheek against his back. The engine roared to life before it sputtered. “I’ll have to ask Olivia to replace those exhaust pipes…” Kyle said to himself before he started down the road at a leisurely pace. His battered bike sounded like a giant tumbling through the forest, but that didn’t stop him.

  I tried to ignore the vibrations that ran through my body. My pussy, still sensitive from our amazing time together, was getting excited once again. I bit my lip, replaying the scene in my head. I couldn’t wrap my head around it. Kyle had made me feel so good and yet, there was always this inkling of doubt floating around in my mind, telling me to remain cautious. Another part of me, however, no longer believed that Kyle was the murderer – he just couldn’t be.

  “Is his house far?”

  “No, actually we’re rather close.”

  “How do you know he won’t come back?”

  “I don’t.” The realization of yet another dangerous situation sent adrenaline pumping through my veins. The feeling was both terrifying and empowering. I had never felt this way before. Then again, I had never been much of a daredevil. Until I met Kyle, I had done my best to avoid putting my life at risk.

  Kyle turned into a main road, passing abandoned-looking buildings. Most of the windows were boarded up. Doors were torn off their hinges. Lawns were practically nonexistent. Upturned bicycles decorated the sidewalk. “Where are we?”

  “They call this the Devil’s Highway. Most of these buildings are used to cook and sell meth. Some of them are just a good place to fuck a prostitute. No one comes here unless they’re looking for trouble.”

  “And Daniel lives here?”

  “You sound surprised.” Kyle stopped his bike in front of a three-story apartment building. The blue paint was peeling off and the red door looked horribly out of place. “When I told you Daniel was scum, I wasn’t kidding.”

  I hesitated as my stomach twisted into a knot. “Are you sure this is a good idea?”

  “Of course it’s not a good idea. More people get shot on this block in a week than they do in the city during the whole year. This is dangerous, but it’s too late to go back now. Just stick close and I won’t let anything happen to you.” He helped me off the bike, holding my hand tightly. “I promise.” He gently kissed the top of my head.

  I nodded, trusting him. It wasn’t like I had any other option at this point. “Let’s just get this over with.” Still holding his hand, we approached the red door. Kyle tried the knob, but of course, it was locked. “What are we supposed to do now?”

  “There are windows, aren’t there? Help me find a rock.”

  “You’re going to break a window?”

  “Do you have a better idea?” He asked, jumping down from the porch and searching around in the lawn. I sighed, looking around as well.

  “I didn’t find a rock, but will this work?” I held up a rusty crowbar.

  “Perfect.” He took it from my hand and walked up to a window. “Stay back. I don’t want you to get hurt.” I shuffled backward, shielding my eyes as he swung at the glass. It shattered instantly. In the distance, a cat meowed before darting into the street. I felt my skin crawl and I looked around, feeling like there was someone watching us, but I couldn’t see anything.

  “C’mon.” Kyle had cleared away the glass, making it relatively safe. He hoisted me into his arms and through the window with ease. Inside the apartment, I nearly gagged. The stench was repulsive.

  “God, what is that?” I had my shirt over my nose, trying to soften the smell, but it was penetrating.

  “Looks like Daniel didn’t bother to take out his trash before going into hiding.” Kyle pointed his thumb at an open pizza box. There were
a few slices left, most of them moldy by this point. I nearly screamed when I saw a large, grimy-looking rat scuttle out of a fast food bag.

  “This is gross…” I whispered.

  “Well, let’s hurry up and find something then.” He walked down the hall toward the bedrooms, peeking inside of each one. He still had the crowbar in his hand, as if ready to use it as a weapon at any moment.

  “You don’t think there’s anyone here, do you?” I asked, my voice shaking. The hairs on the back of my neck were on edge like there was someone standing right behind me.

  “I don’t think so. But we can’t be sure, either. Just stay close.” I nodded as we made our way through the apartment. The bathroom was the worst of all. Its smell was so nauseating that I almost threw up. Kyle had to pull me away and tell me to breathe.

  “Hasn’t this man heard of the concept of cleaning?” I gasped, trying to take in deep breaths, even though the stench was making me reluctant. At this point, I needed fresh air, but there was still one more room we hadn’t searched.