As I got off my bike, I heard guys shouting to Ava about how she could fucking ride a bike as they made their way inside. Hell, yes, she could. I swear she was better than some of the men here. She handled the fucking twists and turns of the road like a fucking pro. I'd actually caught my breath a time or two fearing she was going to spin out on a curve. But never once did she bobble or even act like she didn't have full control of her bike. She had hugged those damn curves and glided around them like it was nothing but a walk in the park.
I watched as she flashed a smile in the general direction the shouts had come from. As she walked up to me, I saw the exhilaration of our ride still on her face. She fucking glowed with it and damn if that didn't take my breath away. As she waited for me to unstrap her bag off my bike, she looked around the grounds of the Clubhouse.
“It's peaceful here,” she said quietly.
I knew what she meant. If I wasn't riding my bike, I loved being here at the club. It was home. There was a feeling of serenity about the place that was almost magical at times. I snorted at myself. Fuck, now I was waxing poetic. If I wasn't careful, she might totally unman me.
“Yeah, it is. Wait till you see it in the daylight. I've lived on the property all but the first two years of my life. Can't imagine living anywhere else,” I told her.
“I can see why. I haven't felt this calm and happy since before the accident. Oh, I've been happy, and life has been good once I started living again, but here, I dunno. Not sure I can explain it. I just feel like I'm where I'm supposed to be right now.”
I nodded at her and my insides knotted a little bit as the thought ran through my head that I hoped she was home for good. Holy hell, Dog. You just fucking met her and you're already thinking about making her yours? I thought to myself. But, damned, if a part of me wasn't leaning that way.
I needed to get away from her and give myself time to think. She was keeping me off balance and I felt like I was spinning out of control. Mother. Fuck. I sounded like some damn chick. The guys would laugh their asses off if they could read my mind. Well, maybe not Viper, but he'd probably smirk at me with an ‘I told you so’ look on his face.
“Let's get you inside and I'll show you where you'll be staying,” I said as I passed her carrying her bag.
She didn't say anything, just quietly followed me. As we stepped inside the Clubhouse, I glanced around, relieved to see it looked like it had cleared out. I hadn't taken more than five steps into the room when I heard a groan. My head snapped around and over in the corner on the couch, damned if I didn't see Valerie riding none other than Cotton's dick. I swear the boy was gonna wear the damn thing out.
Ava walked right into my back. I turned to look at her, only to see her vividly watching Cotton and Val. Her face had a full flush on it now. And just like that, my cock was back to rock hard.
“Fuck yes, Cotton. Rub my clit harder,” I heard Val moan out.
Jesus. H. Christ. I needed a shower, like now. If I didn't get some relief my cock was gonna explode. I heard Ava's breathing quicken.
“Damn, Val, ride my cock, baby. Just like that,” Cotton groaned.
Ava couldn't take her eyes off them. I glanced back over, and it was a fucking titillating sight to see. I shifted and Ava tore her gaze away to look at me. Her teeth were biting on her bottom lip again. I grabbed her hand and started for the stairs.
“Yes, Cotton, yes,” Val whimpered.
I glanced back at Ava and her eyes were locked onto Cotton and Val again. She was just blindly following me.
“Help me, Cotton.”
I heard Val gasp out. My gaze went back to the couple on the couch and my steps slowed down. Cotton had his hands on Val's hips slamming her down on him as he thrust up into her. Part of me felt like a fucking voyeur, but another part was fucking turned on at what I was seeing. It was sex between two healthy individuals who wanted nothing more than to be with each other, and it showed. I stopped completely, now as entranced with watching as Ava was.
“Fucking close, Val. You almost there, baby?” Cotton asked her.
“Yessss,” she hissed out. “Oh my god, oh my god, right there, Cotton, that spot right there.” Then she screamed and Cotton started slamming her down harder on his cock, once, twice, three times, then he locked her to him as his body arched up off the couch and he shouted out his release.
I almost busted a nut. I shuddered and felt Ava shudder too. I glanced back at her and her eyes were glazed over, she was probably as close as I was to coming. I tugged her hand and made a mad dash up the stairs and hauled her down the hallway. As I stopped outside the VP's room, I opened the door and pointed inside.
“You'll stay here. There's a key on the dresser for the door. This is my room,” I said as I pointed at my door. “You should have everything you need for tonight. If not, just ask.”
I tossed her bag onto the bed then turned to my door. I grabbed my key out of my pocket, opened it, went in, and shut the door behind me. I was already removing my clothes as I crossed the room. I fucking needed relief and now.
I turned on the shower, then leaned over and untied my boots and toed them off. I jerked my cut and shirt off, laying my cut on the vanity and dropping my shirt to the floor. I pushed my pants and boxers down in one swoop, catching my socks on the way. Then I stepped into the shower and groaned as the water hit my cock.
I reached down and started stroking it. Fuck. It felt so good. Thoughts of Ava biting her lip, looking at my lips, and looking down at my cock, ran through my mind as I pulled and tugged on my dick.
“Hey, I need...” her voice broke off and I turned around with my hand still on my dick.
Her eyes latched onto the movement of my hand going back and forth. I groaned. If possible, my cock swelled up even harder, like he was showing off for her. It had been over three fucking months since I'd even had a hard on and now, I thought I was about to die with need.
“I, umm, I need...” she broke off again, her eyes still not having left my rod.
I licked my lips, imagining her taste. “What can I help you with, darlin’,” my voice rasped out huskily while I continued to stroke my dick.
“I, umm...”
“Want to join me?” fuck, please say yes, I mentally begged.
“I… I...” and then she reached down and pulled her shirt off.
Her eyes still mesmerized watching my hand moving back and forth on my length. She popped a snap in the front of her bra and shrugged it off. Holy fuck. I groaned. Her fucking tits were perfect, and her nipples were pointing straight out. I'm not sure how she did it, but she managed to get her boots off without removing her gaze off me, then she unzipped her pants and pushed downward taking her panties with her jeans on the way down. She leaned over and pulled her socks off then stepped into the shower with me.
I was afraid I would shoot my load as soon as she touched me. She licked her lips and started to kneel.
“Fuck no, Ava. I couldn't last like that at all. I'm so fucking turned on this won't take but a minute, so make up your mind fast if it's not what you want,” I growled.
Her response was to reach up and put her hands around my neck. I reached down and grabbed her hips and lifted her up. Her legs automatically went around me. We both moaned at the same time as my cock hit the wetness of her cunt.
“You sure?” I whispered.
“Yes,” she said. “Please Dog, I need this. I need you.”
“Gonna be fast.”
“Yeah, it is,” she responded.
I started lowering her onto my cock. He acted like the perfect gentleman and stayed upright in the right spot. He fucking didn't need anyone holding him to guide him home. He knew where home was.
“Oh. Fuck.” I groaned out. “You're so fucking tight.”
She gasped out, “More, need more.”
I pulled her down lower on my dick. Jesus, I wasn't sure if I could get all the way in her. She was that fucking tight.
“More,” she demanded.
I dropped her another inch. I threw back my head and gritted my teeth.
“More, harder,” she wailed.
I slammed her down until she was seated completely on me. We both shuddered. I walked over to the wall of the shower until her back was against it, then I lost my damn mind. I lifted her and slammed her down over and over on me. Fuck, I thought I was gonna pass out as I drew ragged breaths in. Ava was making a keening sound and was digging her nails into the back of my neck. I didn't fucking care. I wasn't feeling any pain. All I felt was the most amazing fucking pleasure.
With each lift of her almost completely off my cock, I rubbed her hard against my groin. I could feel her clit rubbing against my skin on each downward motion I made. She started gasping. I felt my balls pull up and tighten. I was about to fucking blow. And just as I started to warn her, her pussy walls tightened around me and I was locked tight in her.
I could barely move at all. She arched her back and screamed. I pulled her up and slammed her down hard, then did it again. I locked my knees and slammed her down again. Her muscles were still clamped down tight on me like a vise. Her scream was now a wail. I managed to pull her up and slam her down one more time and then I blew.
I could feel my cum shoot inside her, rivers of it kept coming from me. I started to feel lightheaded, fucking lights were shooting off in my head, my body was tingling all over and still it kept coming out of me. Finally, I collapsed against her, my weight pinning her to the wall; that was the only thing keeping us upright. I struggled for air and realized she was struggling just as much.
“Holy. Fuck,” she gasped out.
“Holy fuck is right,” I said while inhaling deep breaths of air.
I swear it took us five minutes to get our breath back. I didn't let her down. My cock was still hard, how I wasn't sure, but I wasn't about to argue with it. I walked us out of the bathroom and over to my bed, where I turned and fell backwards onto it, taking her down on top of me. As we landed, my cock shoved deeper inside her, and she moaned.
“Oh, fuck me,” she whimpered.
“Gladly,” I said.
Then I rolled us over and started thrusting into her fucking tight pussy all over again. I pushed up with my arms and looked down at my dick sliding in and out of her hot heat. I saw her lift her head and watch too.
“That's so fucking hot,” she murmured.
I groaned. “You're fucking right it is,” I muttered as I slid deep inside her again.
“Fuck, look how your pussy lips are caressing my dick.”
We both moaned as we watched me go in and out of her.
“Damn you are so fucking tight and feel so fucking amazing. I may not ever want to leave this bed,” I uttered.
“Not gonna hear a complaint from me. Not sure I've ever felt like this before,” she said on a gasp as I shifted my hips a little and hit her g-spot full on.
“Oh my god. Do that again,” she moaned out and she fell back onto the bed.
So I did. If it was pleasing her then it was damn well fucking pleasing me. Just being inside her was nothing short of nirvana. I dragged my eyes off my cock sliding into her pussy and stared at her nipples. My mouth watered and I knew I needed one, then the other, in my mouth. I leaned down, latched onto her right nipple and sucked it hard into my mouth. She groaned and arched up into me. I curled my tongue around her tight tip and sucked on it, each pull harder than the one before.
She started slamming her pussy up hard against my cock. I let her nipple go with a pop, then leaned over to the other. I sucked it into my mouth and pulled back, letting my teeth drag over it until it came out of my mouth. She cried out and arched upwards, her shoulders, head and feet the only part of her body on the bed at all now. She had her feet pressed to the bed and was literally lifting me off of it as she slammed up to meet my thrusts. I dove back to her nipple and tugged it harder with my teeth and she screamed.
“Oh my god, oh my god,” she cried. “Fuck me hard, I need it hard.”
Never let it be said that I didn't aim to please. I started slamming into her again, over and over. My fucking cock swelled up bigger than I've ever felt it. The feeling of it dragging along her walls was something I'd never forget. I don't think I've ever felt anything feel that good in my life.
“You feel so goddamn good, baby,” I muttered. “Your pussy is clenching me so hard, mother fuck it feels good.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted.
“God, your pussy is hot as sin,” I said as I slammed in and out of her.
“Not gonna be long, Ava,” I murmured.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, close, so close,” she moaned.
Once again, I felt my balls draw up and tighten. I forced her body down on the bed and started swiveling my hips so that with each rotation I rubbed against her clit hard and hit her g-spot.
As I started shooting off inside her, she thrust hard against me again, her lower body off the bed as her pussy accepted my thrusts.
Her walls tightened up and she yelled out, “Fucccckkkk,” as she came.
Abruptly her body fell back to the bed and as we hit, I slammed down hard inside her again and we both groaned.
“Christ. I think I'm dead,” I said as I rolled us over until my back was on the bed and she was laying on top of me, my cock still buried deep inside her.
“Hmmm,” she purred.
“Darlin', gotta be honest with you,” I told her. I could feel her body tighten up a little on mine. “I haven't felt like this in years. Not sure if I've ever felt like this, to be truthful.”
She raised her head and looked into my eyes.
“It's only been a few hours, and I already know that I don't want you to leave anytime soon, maybe never. I know that is probably freaking you the fuck out, I know it is me. I don't do fast. I don't do relationships since Beth, but I find myself wanting both right now.”
She didn't say anything, and I felt my gut tighten up. Fuck, why didn't I keep my damn mouth shut.
“But if this wasn't nothing more for you than a good fuckin', then I'll accept that. I don't expect you to say you feel the same way.”
“What if I do,” she whispered. “But what if I'm scared as hell? I didn't come looking for anything. Just vengeance for Brian and Mason. I didn't expect anything more.”
“We don't have to do more if that's what you want.”
“But what if I want more?”
“You sayin' you want to try for something more with me?” I asked, mentally holding my breath. How the fuck I knew I wanted more with her after a few hours I wasn't sure, but I just knew if it wasn't with her, then I wouldn't ever have anyone in my life again.
“Yeah, I want something with you. But, can we take it slow?” she asked me hesitantly.
“Darlin', we'll take this at whatever speed you want,” I promised her.
“Okay,” she whispered and reached up and kissed me.
As our tongues tangled in a kiss of passion, I felt my heart wake up and come to life. Fuck, now I was becoming a pussy. I pondered on that thought a moment or two. Then, I mentally shrugged. Fuck it. I was man enough to handle it.
As she pulled back and snuggled into me, I held her close to me. Just her laying here with me felt so good, so right. A couple minutes later, I heard her snore softly and I smiled. Yeah, I could seriously get used to this. And with that, I closed my eyes and let the sound of her breathing lull me to sleep.
~***~
Chapter 8
Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.
~Aristotle~
Mad Dog
May 30th, 1998
I heard the ringing of my phone and blindly hit my nightstand trying to find it. It wasn't there. As I came awake, I felt the warm body next to mine and looked over to see Ava still sleeping the sleep of the dead. Fuck, she was beautiful lying stretched out across my bed. One of her legs was tossed across mine and as my body became aware of the woman snuggled beside it, my cock jumped straight up, tenting the sheet.
As my thoughts turned to waking her up with my mouth between her legs, my fucking phone rang again. I sighed. I knew I should get it in case it was important. I worked my leg out from under her, stood up and walked over to where my jeans were still laying on the floor, picked them up and dug my phone out of them. I glanced at the number; it was KJ. Just as I went to answer it, it quit ringing.
I walked into the bathroom and quietly shut the door so I could call him back. As I waited for him to answer, I let my thoughts drift back to last night. Being with Ava had been out of this world. I couldn't remember ever feeling the way I felt as I was balls deep in her. I felt like I had come home. That fucking scared the shit out of me, and part of me felt guilty because I couldn't remember sex ever having been like that with Beth. God. Damn. I thought as I met my gaze in the mirror. I was in fucking serious trouble here. As I ran my hand across my head, KJ answered my call.
“Hey, got your info,” he said quietly.
“Yeah? Anything I need to know that would make me say no?” I inquired as I leaned back against the vanity.
“Nah, Brother. Clean as a whistle on all.”
“Good to know, thanks for that.”
“No problem.”
“Got something else for you. Need to talk in person.”
“Urgent?”
“Can wait till after the weekend. Needs to be late.”
“Sunday then. Pick me up. Usual time.”
“Will do.”
“Keep it between the lines.”
“Always. Later, bro.”
And with that, our conversation was over. We tried to never say anything that could be used against us in any of our phone calls. I didn't think anyone knew about KJ being one of us, and I damn sure wanted to keep it that way. For his safety and ours. Sunday night, I'd be picking him up from Gunny's land that adjoined the MC's land.
I thought about going back in and crawling back into bed, but knew I had things to do today, so with a deep regretful sigh, I turned around, grabbed my toothbrush, once finished, got out my shaving kit. It'd been a couple days since I shaved my head, so it was time. After I finished, I ran my hands over my head to make sure I hadn't missed a spot, then hopped into the shower.
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