Winger (Book 4): Corrupted Saints MC

by Kimberly I. Belle

  “Oh shoot, do you need some clothes?” I ask.

  “You have men’s clothes?” He looks at me suspiciously.

  “No, I have a pair of oversized sweats that would probably fit you.”

  He whips his towel off. “You sure you don’t want to keep me naked?” He flexes his dick, and it bounces.

  “As much as I would love to, I don’t want the delivery person seeing you naked.” I walk to my closet and grab a pair of sweats and toss them at him.

  He pulls them on. He stays shirtless, and that’s fine with me. We walk out to my living area. “Do you want something to drink?” I ask.

  “What do you got?”

  “Beer? Sprite? Lemonade? Sweet Tea?”

  “I’ll take some sweet tea. You need any help?”

  “No, I got it. You make yourself at home. I’ll be right there.” I grab two bottles of sweet tea and head to the couch. Winger is laying back on my couch on his phone.

  “Everything okay?”

  “Yeah, just checking my texts. Some club shit going on. Food should be here in a few minutes.” I hand him the sweet tea. “Thank you.”

  Chapter 17

  Winger

  “You’re welcome,” Sam replies after handing me some sweet tea.

  We just had sex for the first time and my mind is blown. She is a minx and I don’t think I’m ever going to let this one go. She is it for me.

  “What are you thinking of?” she asks me.

  “I’m thinking about how I don’t want you to move back home after the job is done.”

  “Really?” she asks me, smiling.

  “Yes, really. I know we haven’t known each other long and I have this reputation of being a man whore but Sam, when I kiss you it feels like home, when I touch you I’m both driven crazy and at peace. You dish back my shit right to me and challenge me like no other. I know you’ve only been here for a little, but my god you have impacted me, and I don’t want any other woman.” I can’t believe I’m saying all this but I need her to know. I’ve never wanted to get close to anyone, but I want to be as close to her as I can. I know I won’t find another like her, she is my compliment and completes me.

  She doesn’t reply to me immediately. She sits quietly looking at me in the eyes, like she is trying to decide if I’m telling the truth.

  “I don’t want to leave either. Charlotte and I were talking about it, and I don’t have anything back in the city. The only person I have is Charlotte, and she is here.”

  “You’re wrong baby girl. You have me now, and you have the club and my brothers too.”

  Before she can reply the doorbell rings. I get up to find my wallet. I want to give the delivery guy a tip. I head to the kitchen and grab my wallet.

  “Do you need some cash?” Sam asks.

  “Nah, I got this. I just needed to get my wallet.” I answer the door and get our food. “Where do we want it?” I ask holding up the food.

  “I don’t mind eating here on the couch. I grabbed some plates.” She has plates, napkins and more tea for us on the coffee table. I walk over and place the food down.

  We dig in and eat. After dinner we watch a movie together and fall asleep on the couch. It feels like hours have passed when Sam wakes me up, nudging me.

  “Winger, wake up,” she whispers.

  “What is it?” I ask. She looks worried. She holds up a finger to her mouth telling me to be quiet.

  “There is someone outside, I can see them. They came up to the front door and then to the side window.” I immediately get up.

  “Stay here and don’t move.” I grab my phone and send a text to my brothers. I head straight for the front door and open it up.

  I see someone I don’t recognize. “Who the fuck are you?” It’s some weaseled looking guy. He looks cracked out on drugs.

  “Hey man, I didn’t know anyone was here.”

  “Yeah, well, there is someone here, now get the fuck out of here and don’t come back or you’re gonna get the barrel of my gun in your ass or worse. This property is protected by the Corrupted Saints, you fuck.” That gets his attention.

  “Sorry, man, I don’t want no trouble.” He takes off running. I head back in the house.

  “Sam!” I call out, locking the door behind me.

  “I’m here.” She walks out of the bathroom.

  “I thought I told you to stay put.”

  “I did, but I had to pee. Your phone is going nuts over there.” She doesn’t look so worried anymore. “I heard the guy out there, I saw him too through the window. He looked like a druggie.”

  “He was, I let him know this is our property, and he took off running. He won’t be back.” I grab my phone and text my brothers to let them know everything is okay.

  “You ready to go back to bed?” Sam asks me.

  “Hell yes. I’ll meet you in there. I’m just going to make sure everything is locked up in here.” I check all her doors and turn on a front porch light as well as a kitchen light. No need for it to be so dark. I head to Sam’s bedroom and she is fast asleep on her bed. This fucking woman is perfect.

  I climb into bed and laydown. Sam moans a little as I get in.

  5 hours later…

  I wake up to the buzzing of my phone. I look over and Sam isn’t in bed anymore. I grab my phone and take a look. It’s 10 a.m., and a number I don’t recognize is calling me.

  “Hello?” I answer.

  “Hello, you have won a luxury vacation...” I hang up before they get another word in.

  I get up from bed and take a wiz. Still no sign of Sam. I can hear movement in the front room of her house. I head to her kitchen and living area.

  “Sam?” I call out.

  “Yeah, I’m in the kitchen.” I see her in the kitchen making some food.

  “Why didn’t you wake me?”

  “You were sleeping so peacefully and I was hungry.”

  “Can I help you with anything?”

  “Yeah, can you crack the eggs in the bowl and whisk them? I have bacon in the oven and I’m about to put some toast in the toaster. I hope you like bacon and eggs.”

  “That’s the way to my heart.”

  “Then I’m on the right track,” she says. I crack the eggs and whisk them up.

  “Do you want me to add anything to them?”

  “Nope, you never add the seasoning while it’s still a liquid. You should always do it when they are almost done. It makes the fluffiest eggs because the water doesn’t get drawn out by salt or spice.”

  “I didn’t know that. You don’t have a spare toothbrush, do you?”

  “Yeah, there should be one under the sink in the bathroom. You’ll see a black bag in there, it’s in that bag.” I walk back to the bathroom and look for the black bag under the sink.

  “Gotcha,” I say out loud to myself. I look through the bag and find the toothbrush but also condoms and lube. Has she had sex with other guys while she’s been here?

  “Did you find it?” Sam walks in and sees me with the condoms.

  “Yeah, I did.”

  “Charlotte gave me those when we first met. She said I would need them one day. I guess she was right and wrong,” she says smiling. That makes me feel better.

  “I got worried you fucked someone else. I want nothing between us. I won’t fuck another girl as long as you want me. I want us to try whatever it is between us.”

  “Does that mean I’m your old lady?”

  “It means I want you to be my girlfriend. I don’t want you seeing other guys and I won’t be with any other girls.”

  “I get it. You want to be committed and monogamous.”

  “You bet your ass I do.”

  “Hurry up and brush your teeth, the food is ready.” She exits the bathroom and heads to the kitchen.

  I make it to the kitchen and find the table set with coffee and juice, and a delicious spread of bacon, eggs and toast.

  “This l
ooks and smells fucking amazing.” I grab a seat next to her.

  “I didn’t know if you wanted coffee or juice, but I brought both.”

  “Coffee, I’m a black coffee drinker, no cream or sugar. I like it strong and dark.” I take a sip.

  “Me too.” She smiles “Dig in.” She serves me up a hearty plate of food and we both dig in.

  “What do you want to do today?” I ask her.

  “I was hoping to show you some of the progress at the grill. I was able to order everything and some of it should be at the restaurant. I have the contractors on standby to help get everything installed and ready. I did have them do little things here and there. I’d like to head over there and see what we can get done. I want to put those muscles to good use,” she says to me.

  “Say no more. You go get dressed and I will clean up.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Absolutely. You cooked, I clean.” I lean down and give her a kiss on the forehead.

  “Thanks. I could get used to making a disaster in the kitchen only to have you clean up after me.”

  “Only if I get to eat the delicious food.”

  “Deal.” She runs off towards her bedroom to get dressed.

  15 minutes later…

  I’m sitting on the couch waiting as Sam walks out in a pair of hip-hugging jeans and a button up top.

  “Ready?” I ask her.

  “Yup. Don’t you need to get dressed?” she asks me.

  “I’m going to stop by my house and grab some clean clothes before we head to Saints Grill.” We head out to my house where I change into some clean clothes then head over to Saints Grill afterwards. I park my cage out front and run around to Sam’s door to help her out.

  “I think they delivered,” I say to her as we walk in the door.

  “Yeah, that should be the tables, chairs, curtains and blinds. I’m still waiting for the décor to come in. I hope you like what I ordered. I also have a carpenter and contractor coming in so they can do some installments and shelving. They should be here tomorrow.” I can’t wait to see her ideas come to life.

  “What do you want me to do first?”

  “We need to unbox everything and move them into their relative space.”

  “It looks great here. The backdrop of the bar is amazing.” It’s like there is an ocean behind it, but it’s edgy like the Corrupted Saints.

  “You inspired that for me.”

  “Really? I’m fucking impressed baby girl.” I give her hand a kiss.

  “Thanks, I appreciate that,” she says. She gets into her own zone and starts moving about everywhere. I don’t know how she is doing what she is doing as she only has one arm.

  A couple hours pass and we are taking a break. “Do you like how everything is coming along?” she asks.

  “It’s more than I could have imagined,” I say looking at her. I move over to where she is standing and put my hands on her hips.

  “Yeah. I like what I see.” She leans in and kisses me. She pushes her body up against mine.

  “You’re asking for it if you keep doing that.”

  “I am asking for it. I want you.”

  “You sure about that?”

  “Yes, I’m sure.” She grabs her top and opens it up. She moves to her jeans, unbuttons and removes them. She isn’t wearing any panties. She hops up on one of the new tables and spreads her legs for me to see. She starts playing with her pussy. I can tell she is glistening from where I’m standing. “Care to taste?”

  “You don’t have to ask me twice.” I move swiftly and quickly over to her and start eating her pussy. She has the best tasting pussy. I’ve been pussy deprived for years, I would never eat a bitch’s pussy because they were always fucking different dudes in one night.

  “Yes, Winger, just like that.” She tugs on my hair and grinds her pussy into my face.

  I keep licking her pussy, I want her to cum in my mouth.

  “I’m going to cum.” She comes right in my mouth but I don’t stop sucking on her clit. I can feel her spasming. “Holy shit, I’ve never cum that fast.” I stand up and wipe my mouth with the back of my hand. Sam is still breathing hard.

  “I’m glad you like my tongue baby because I love the taste of you. I can do this all day.” I say to her as I glide a finger in and out of her pussy. She grabs my hand to stop me. “Did I hurt you?”

  “No. I don’t want your hand, I want you inside me.” She grabs the waist of my pants and unbuttons my jeans.

  “Let me.” She only has one hand. I take off my pants, I’ve never been an underwear wearer, it’s too restricting. I free my cock and start rubbing it up and down. A little bead of pre-cum emerges from the top. Sam is eyeballing my dick and licking her lips.

  “You want me inside you?” I bring my cock to her entrance and start flicking her clit with it. She is soaking wet.

  “Please Winger, I want you inside me now.” She doesn’t have to tell me again. I enter her in one hard stroke.

  “Fuck yes. Harder.” She moans loud. I start to fuck her harder, pounding into her. I can hear the sound of my balls slapping her ass. After a couple minutes, I slow down. I can feel my own orgasm building up. I stop fully inside her and make out with her with my dick still spasming inside her. She grabs my ass and squeezes hard, nudging me to fuck her. She is fucking my dick, moving herself on it.

  “Easy baby, I’m going to cum if you keep doing that,” I say between kisses.

  “Good, I want you to cum inside me. I want your seed inside me,” she says breathlessly.

  “Damn, you’re my dirty girl, aren’t you?”

  “I’m yours, now fuck me Winger. Show me the big bad biker inside.” That does it. I pick up the pace and grab each of her legs and start to fuck her HARD. She is going to be sore.

  “Shit, oh god, yes.” She is cumming on my dick but I keep pumping into her hard. I want one more orgasm from her before I cum myself.

  I grab her hips and hold on tight as I continue to fuck her. I stop for a moment and drop her legs to the ground and turn her around. I want to fuck her from behind. I push her over the table and she sticks out her ass for me. I bend down and give her pussy a little lick before I put my dick back inside her. I re-enter her and fuck her hard from behind. “Cum for me, Sam.”

  She does as I say and she cums all over my dick at the same time I empty inside her pussy. I lean forward, resting my head in the middle of her shoulders. I give her kisses all over while I’m still inside her.

  “You’re going to be the death of me woman.” I remove myself from her and give her ass a little slap.

  She turns around to face me and gives me a deep kiss.

  “Let me get something to clean you baby.” I start to turn away but she stops me.

  “No, I want you to be inside me.”

  “Are you sure? You’re going to get your clothes all dirty,” I ask confused. She actually wants to keep my cum inside her?

  “Yes, Winger, I’m sure. I’ll be fine.” She kisses me some more. I grab her pants and help her dress and fix her shirt. I move next to dressing myself. Once we are fully dressed, we get back to work.

  We work until it’s dark. “Sam, I think we should call it a night. The contractors are coming by tomorrow morning. I want you to get some rest.”

  “Just a few more minutes, Winger.”

  I go over to over to her and pick her up. “No baby, we are getting you home and you’re going to rest.” I try to be careful because I don’t want to hurt her.

  “Fine, put me down okay.”

  “Only if you promise you’re going to leave.”

  “I promise I’m going to leave.”

  I set her down, and she puts away the plans that she was working on.

  “Alright I’m ready to go. Do you think you could stop so I can grab something to eat before you take me home?” she asks as we walk out to the car. I open up the car door for her and we both get in and head towa
rds her house.

  “Already done, I had a prospect pick us up some burgers from the strip club. He should be there with them by the time we get to your place.”

  “You didn’t have to do that. I’m sure he has better things to do.”

  “Sam, prospects will do whatever we tell them to do. They get the shit work and do it proudly. They have to prove themselves loyal no matter how little or crazy a job is.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “They want to be in our club, so if I tell him to clean all the bikes in the club, you bet your ass he is going to do it.”

  “Are you serious?” she asks me looking shocked.

  “As a heart attack.”

  “So basically, they are your slaves until you say so.”

  “They aren’t slaves. Look, we were all in that position. These guys know what they are getting into. They want to prove themselves loyal. Someone who isn’t serious about being in the brotherhood isn’t going to get me burgers and fries or clean bikes.”

  “Do old ladies have to prove themselves too?” she asks.

  “Yeah, they have to fuck all the leadership before they can get it.” She starts licking her lips like her mouth is dry.

  “What the fuck? You’re not supposed to like that idea.”

  “Well, I mean you mentioned it, I’ve already seen Rock.” I brake the car hard.

  “What the fuck do you mean you’ve already seen Rock?”

  “Ouch, Winger. Jesus, you need to be more careful.” I didn’t mean to brake so hard.

  “Sam, what the fuck do you mean you’ve seen Rock?” I ask again.

  “God damn, Winger, the day we were attacked, I had to reach Rock’s room, and he was naked. All of us saw him. So calm the fuck down, you know this already and you hurt me.”

  “Shit, I’m sorry.” I move in and give her kisses. “Forgive me?”

  “You’ll have to make it up to me later,” she says with a smile.

  “Anything you want.” I start the car back up and head towards her house.

  “So what does a girl have to do to become an old lady? I know it’s not fuck everyone because of the way you’re all so protective.”

  “You don’t have to do anything except capture the heart of a Corrupted Saint.”