Dash

by Teagan Brooks

  He sat back on his heels and had me stripped completely naked in what had to be record-breaking time. I was grateful for that; it didn’t give me time to become self-conscious. He tossed my clothes across the room, stood, and stripped himself of everything but his black boxer briefs. That didn’t quite seem fair. “I know I’m new to this and all, but aren’t those supposed to go, too?” I pointed to his boxer briefs.

  He smirked. “Greedy girl. Love that you want me to take my cock out, but I need to get you ready for it first.”

  Get me ready first? I didn’t have time to figure out what that meant. Dash grabbed my thighs and pulled me toward him. He leaned his big body over me and brought his lips to mine. His mouth moved to my neck, across my collarbone, and down to my breasts. He latched onto my nipple and began to suck while he rolled my other nipple between his fingers. My fingers dove into his hair and I groaned loudly.

  “You like that, baby?” He murmured against my breast.

  I arched my back, pressing my breasts into his face, tugging lightly on his hair. “Uh-huh,” I breathed. I felt him grin against my skin.

  He slowly kissed his way down my stomach. Before I realized what he was doing, he made it to his destination. I felt his warm, wet tongue between my legs. It was by far the most glorious sensation ever. Waves of pleasure washed over me. He licked and sucked while I wriggled and squirmed. It felt so good, but I needed, something else.

  I tightened my legs around his head and thrust my hips up toward his face. The throbbing between my legs was maddening. I was right there on the edge, but couldn’t quite make it to the other side. Dash chuckled. The infuriating man knew what he was doing.

  I opened my mouth to tell him what I thought about that when I felt his finger slide inside me. First one, then he added another. He moved them in and out a few times causing me to moan shamelessly. Suddenly, he curled his fingers at the same time he sucked hard on my clit. He kept his fingers curled and pumped them a few times while lightly biting down on my clit. I exploded into an orgasm so powerful it left me seeing stars.

  When I came back to reality, Dash was hovering over me, his hands braced on either side of my face. I felt him at my entrance. He leaned down to gently kiss my lips, then, looked at me with a question in his eyes. I gave him a little nod and reached up to capture his lips again. He pulled back and shook his head slightly. “I want to see your eyes when I take you for the first time.”

  He kept his eyes locked on mine as he slowly entered me. I felt incredibly full, but it didn’t hurt like I thought it would. I wouldn’t say it felt great either, but I did like being that close to him. He continued to slowly push himself into me. He briefly kissed my lips before he ran his nose along my jaw. He sounded pained when he asked, “You okay, baby?”

  I couldn’t speak. I was overcome with the intensity of the moment, so I just nodded my head. He jerked his head up and met my eyes. I nodded again and softly smiled.

  He leaned back down, placing his mouth next to my ear and breathed, “I’m going to move now, baby. If you need me to stop, tell me, and I’ll stop. It will kill me, but I’ll stop.”

  It came out as a whisper, “Okay.” And then he started moving. Slowly at first, he pulled back and thrust forward. When I started meeting his thrusts, he picked up the pace. I couldn’t help the moans and sounds of pleasure that escaped me.

  “Baby, you feel so fucking good,” he grunted. “So fucking tight. Fucking perfect.”

  How was he forming sentences? The only coherent things coming out of my mouth were “Yes” and “Dash.”

  “I’m not stopping until you come again. I want to feel your sweet pussy squeezing my cock.” He pushed up, sitting back on his heels. He draped one of my legs over his arm and used his other hand to rub my clit as he moved in and out of me. Half a dozen more thrusts and I came, screaming his name and gasping for breath. He dropped forward and shoved into me once, twice, three more times before he groaned my name and stilled.

  He kissed me sweetly and cradled my face in his hands. “You okay, sweetheart?”

  I smiled and nodded, “I’m good.”

  He reached down between us. I didn’t know what he was doing. Then, I felt him slide out of my body. I looked down and noticed him holding the condom that was covering him. “I’m going to get rid of this and I’ll be right back.”

  Thank goodness he remembered the condom. It hadn’t even crossed my mind. How could I have been so thoughtless? I was berating myself when a warm sensation between my legs startled me.

  “It’s okay, baby. Just cleaning you up,” Dash said as he gently ran a warm washcloth between my legs.

  I blushed furiously, “I could have done that.”

  “I know, but I wanted to,” he smirked and sauntered back to the bathroom before returning to the bed and wrapping his arms around me.

  Tucked against Dash’s chest, I felt like that was where I was meant to be. I don’t think it had anything to do with sex. I felt a strong connection to him before that. Yes, he was the first guy I’d had any kind of physical or emotional relationship with, but I felt like he was my forever. Maybe I was being naive and setting myself up for major heartbreak. Who finds their forever love on their first try?

  “I can practically hear you thinking. What’s going through your head, pretty girl?”

  “I was just thinking about you and me, and what’s going to happen when all of this is over,” I said, choosing my words carefully.

  He gave me a little squeeze. “When all of this is over, I’m going to talk to your father, which I should have done before I took you to bed, but I can’t do anything about that now. Then, you need to decide if you want to stay in your room at the club for a little longer, move in with Phoenix, or get a place with me. The timing is up to you, baby, but we will be moving in together, getting married, and eventually starting a family.”

  I looked up so I could see his face, “You’re serious about all this?”

  “Of course I am. Aren’t you?”

  “I want to be. I mean, I am, I just thought that maybe I was making more out of this than it really is. All of this is new to me, having a relationship, having sex, having these feelings.”

  He sat up a little, “What feelings?”

  I felt my cheeks redden and turned my head away from him. “I don’t know how to describe them.”

  “You in love with me, darlin’?”

  Now I really felt like a stupid little girl. “I don’t know how that feels, so I can’t answer that question.”

  “I ain’t ever been in love, but I imagine it feels like you can’t breathe without the other person. When you’re apart, you can’t wait to see them. Everything seems better when they’re around. When they hurt, you hurt. When they cry, you cry. When they smile, you smile. You would give your life to save theirs, but if you lost them, you would lose yourself, too.”

  I cast my eyes away from him and chewed on my bottom lip, fighting the urge to rub my hands together. That was exactly how I felt about him, but what if he didn’t feel that way about me? “In case I didn’t make it clear, sweetheart, that’s exactly how I feel about you.”

  My head shot up, eyes wide. “Really?!?” I all but shrieked.

  He grinned slyly, “Yeah, darlin’. I love you.”

  I pushed back and launched myself at him. “I love you, too.”

  I pressed my mouth to his and slid my fingers into his hair. He pulled me over him so that I was straddling him. It was then I realized we were both still very much naked. I continued kissing him until he firmly gripped my hips and pushed me back.

  “What’s wrong?” I asked.

  He grinned, “Nothing, baby. I just needed to grab a condom. I couldn’t take you sliding that sweet pussy over my cock much longer.”

  Oh, had I been doing that? “Sorry,” I mumbled.

  “Nothing to be sorry for,” he said as he rolled the condom down his shaft. Good grief that thing was big. How in the world did it fit? He laughed, “Quit s
taring at my cock and ride me.” He grabbed my hips and lifted, positioning me above his hard length.

  He used one hand to hold his...cock up against me. “Slide down it, baby,” he rasped out.

  I did as he said and oh my stars this was a whole different kind of wonderful. I wasn’t sure what to do next, though. I looked to Dash for help, pleading with my eyes. He seemed to understand my dilemma without me having to say it. He took hold of my hips and started to guide my movements. He had me bouncing up and down and rocking back and forth.

  “Baby,” he breathed. “You look so hot riding me, with your tits bouncing in my face.” He leaned forward and sucked a nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard and slapped my butt with his hand. The little twinge of pain in my nipple and the sting on my backside pushed me right over the edge. I lifted myself up and slammed back down on him over and over while my orgasm pulsed through me. He groaned and then held my hips still as his entire body shuddered.

  Sweaty and out of breath, I had a sudden realization, “Do you think Jamie and Pete know what we’ve been doing in here all morning?”

  Dash smirked, “You think I would ever let anybody hear you come, especially the first time my cock’s buried inside you?” He raised an eyebrow and looked at me pointedly. “Fuck no I wouldn’t. I sent those two cockheads to the store to replenish our supplies for two more weeks. They shouldn’t be back for another hour.”

  “You planned this?” I asked.

  “Yeah, same as you did. Know you got Jamie to help you take those stitches out last night. I’ll spank your ass for that later tonight.”

  My mouth dropped open, “For what exactly?”

  “For letting another man see what’s mine and touch what’s mine. Don’t care that he was taking your stitches out. He was touching your bare skin. You don’t like it, don’t let another man touch you.”

  I studied his face for a minute and realized that he was serious. “I can’t control other people, Dash. There’s no way for me to keep another man from ever touching me again. What about Phoenix?”

  “You can control it when you are the one lifting your shirt up so he can get to your skin. And Phoenix is different. He’s your father. Hell, he’s probably going to beat my ass when he finds out I’ve touched you without coming to him first.”

  I gasped, “You’re kidding, right?”

  “Nope. Club rules. I showed him disrespect with my actions and will have to accept whatever punishment he dishes out.”

  “You do realize how barbaric that is, right?”

  “Don’t care. It’s how the club works. Better get used to it because you don’t get a say in any part of that.”

  Wanna bet? There’s no way I was going to let my newly discovered father beat up my new man all because of some caveman club rule. I knew just how to go about getting my way, too.

  “Come on. You’ve got to be starving since you missed breakfast. Let’s get something to eat and then practice our plans before we start on our other stuff today. I also want to take some more supplies out to the bunker just in case we need to use it.”

  I wanted to roll my eyes. We had practiced the same plans every single day. I had it. He had it. Jamie and Pete had it. I had to constantly remind myself that they were doing this for me and it would seem terribly ungrateful of me to balk at his suggestions.

  We spent the rest of the day doing exactly what he said. When we got back to the cabin after adding supplies to the bunker, the sun had set. I was exhausted and my body was aching, one place a bit more than others. Just as I finished my snack, I heard Dash call my name from upstairs.

  I walked up the stairs at a snail’s pace. “In the bathroom,” Dash called out. When I entered the bathroom, Dash was standing beside the huge garden tub. He had filled it with a bubble bath that was calling my name.

  He gently smiled when he saw me. “Between this morning and our exercises, I thought this might help with sore muscles and other stuff.” He almost looked embarrassed. Aww, big bad Dash was embarrassed about drawing a bubble bath for his recently deflowered girlfriend. There was nothing I could do to stop it. Laughter burst from my lips.

  “What’s so fucking funny, Ember?” he huffed.

  Bent over at the waist, I was struggling for breath between laughs. I held my hand out in a placating manner. “It’s. Just. Nothing gets. To you. But a bath. For me. Makes you blush.”

  He slapped me on the butt, hard. “Get in the damn tub, woman.”

  I yelped at the sting and quickly obliged. I undressed and carefully climbed into the tub. Sinking down into the warm water felt so good to my aching muscles. I closed my eyes and let out a contented sigh. Just as I was about to lay back and get comfortable, I felt the water displace behind me. “Slide up a little and make room for me.”

  “Biker boy is going to take a bubble bath?” I teased.

  “I swear, Ember, if you don’t shut your mouth, this will be the last time I do something like this for you,” he growled.

  I turned my head back to him, “I’m just teasing you.”

  “Yeah, yeah.” He didn’t seem as amused as I was.

  “This was very nice and thoughtful. Thank you.” I leaned back against him and laid my head on his chest. I could have easily gone to sleep like that. If only the water would stay warm, and there wasn’t the possibility of drowning.

  “Don’t get too comfortable. I don’t want you falling asleep in here.”

  I chuckled, “I was just thinking the same thing.”

  We stayed in the tub until the water started to get cold. He helped me out and helped me get dressed. Once in the bed, he gave me a chaste kiss on the lips, told me he loved me, and rolled me so my back was to his chest. Okay, not what I had expected to happen post-bath.

  “Can’t tonight, darlin’. You’re already raw and sore from me fucking you twice this morning. Shouldn’t have done it that second time, but I couldn’t stop myself. You need a day or two to heal before I stick my cock in you again.”

  How did he…? “Are you a mind reader or something?”

  He scoffed, “Ain’t a mind reader, but my ears work just fine. You said that out loud.”

  Really? I must have been more tired than I thought.

  “Yeah, you and me both. Now get some rest. Tomorrow is a check-in day.”

  CHAPTER 21

  Dash

  I parked Badger’s old Blazer in the lot of the little diner at the base of the mountain. It was a small town with nosy townsfolk. Badger knew most of the people around the area and let them know to not be alarmed when they saw his Blazer being driven around by two different young men (me or Jamie). So far, the people had minded their own business and left me to it when I had driven down to check in with Phoenix. I hated leaving Ember up there, even if she was with Jamie and Pete, but there was no way in hell I was bringing her down here with me.

  I pulled out my latest burner phone, waited for the exact time we planned, and dialed Phoenix’s number. The phone continued to ring and a pit started forming in my stomach. He always answered by the third ring. Always. Fuck. Fuck. Fuckity fuck. Fuck!!!

  Taking a deep breath, I reminded myself to stick to the plan. I waited the longest five minutes in the history of my life and called Phoenix again. My heart rate increased and more sweat beaded on my forehead with each unanswered ring.

  I got out of the car, smashed the phone, destroyed the SIM card, and pulled out a new phone. My shaking hands were making it take a lot longer to get the phone activated than necessary, which only added fuel to my adrenaline fire. I finally got the damn thing activated and placed a call to Badger. No answer. Motherfucking son of a bitch!

  Screw the rest of the details. Something had obviously gone down and I had no idea when or what happened. Hell, Octavius could have people on their way to the cabin at that very moment. I needed to get back up there and get Ember to Copper’s clubhouse.

  My tires squealed when I peeled out of the parking lot. I dialed Copper and pressed the phone to my ear. Pl
ease answer. Please answer. I let out the breath I didn’t realize I was holding when I heard someone pick up on the other end of the line. He didn’t say a word, but I knew he was there.

  “Birds in the nest aren’t chirping.”

  I heard a low muttered curse and then, “Contain the flame. Crew coming to you.” The line disconnected.

  I tossed the phone out the window and hopefully over the side of the mountain. I hauled ass up the narrow, curvy road, praying I kept it between the ditches and got back to my girl in time to get her to safety. Originally, I was to bring Ember to Copper’s clubhouse, but contain the flame was code for put her in the bunker. I wanted to know why the plan changed, but I didn’t have the brainpower to think about it right then. Copper was about 30 minutes out, but given the situation, I had no doubt he would be there in about 15 minutes.

  Finally, the cabin came into view. I relaxed a little when nothing looked out of place. I came to a screeching halt in the driveway and ran as fast as I could to the back door. Crashing through the door, I yelled for Ember to grab her things. I went straight to the safe to grab our guns and our go bag. I pulled the safe door open and everything went black.

  CHAPTER 22

  Ember

  The sound of a fast approaching vehicle followed by screeching tires startled me. I jumped up and ran to the window. Relief filled me when I saw that it was Dash, but it quickly vanished when I noticed the look on his face as he ran toward the cabin. Crap. Something was wrong. Really wrong.

  I heard him come through the door and yell, “Ember, grab your bag and get down here! We’re going to the bunker!” I grabbed the bag I’d basically kept packed and ready since we arrived, grabbed the gun Dash kept in the nightstand, and headed for the stairs.