by Crescent,Sam
She pictured him entering the room, and seeing her. He’d come over to the bed, and she’d see his rock hard cock pressing against the front of his pants. He’d take it out and demand that she suck it. Once she opened her lips, and had him in her mouth, he’d touch her. He would start with his fingers on her nipple, tweaking the hard bud, moving to the next one. Saint would pinch her, creating a little bite of pain, and soothing it out with his hands. Down his fingers would go, and her own hands matched what he was doing.
Sliding her fingers between her thighs, she imagined his hands, two fingers sliding in deep.
She was wet. Getting her fingers slick, she drew them up, teasing her clit.
Grabbing the dildo, she licked the tip, and sucked it into her mouth before pressing it between her thighs. Circling her clit, she dropped it down, and slowly started to ease it inside her.
“Holy fuck,” Saint said.
Opening her eyes, Natasha gasped, seeing the man of her fantasies standing right there. She had left the door partially open, and now he stood there, staring at her. Had she done it on purpose, wanted him to be there?
“Saint,” she said.
“Don’t stop.”
He removed his jacket, and stepped up close to the bed.
“I—”
“Put the dildo back in your pussy.”
“You’re not disgusted by it?”
He opened the button of his jeans, and pulled them down to reveal his cock. Saint was bigger than she remembered, all of him was. “Does this look disgusted?”
“No.”
“Then put it back in. Let me see your tight pussy suck it in, trying to fuck it like a real cock.”
Tease him.
Make him do it.
Take this chance, hold onto it, and never let it go.
Going to her knees, she held the dildo up. She saw it glistened with her own juices. “Why don’t you make me?”
“That an invitation?”
“Yes.”
Saint pulled his clothes off and moved toward the bed. He reached out, gripping her neck, and pulled her close to him. Slamming his lips down on hers, she dropped the dildo, and wrapped her arms around him. Feeling his naked chest against her breasts had her crying out. It felt good being surrounded by him.
“I’ve been wanting to do that since you turned up at my door.”
“Why didn’t you?”
“You were bloody and bruised. I wasn’t going to do that to you.” He stroked her neck, sliding his hands down to cup her tits. “You’re a lot fuller than I remember.”
“A love of food will do that to you.”
“Fuck, I love your curves.” He ran his hands down to cup her hips, squeezing them. He pressed a kiss to her hip and tipped her back.
She stared at him, seeing that he already had the dildo in his hands. “Open your thighs.”
Spreading her legs, she couldn’t look away as he teased the fake cock between her thighs. Circling her clit, he slid down, and slowly started to push inside her.
“This is not as big as my cock. If you can’t take this, you can’t take my dick.”
She pushed down onto the cock until she had as much of it as the cock would allow.
“Oh, good girl,” he said. His thumb stroked her clit for several seconds before he flipped her over onto her knees. “Ever since I saw you pick these up, I’ve been wondering what you were going to do with them.”
“I’ve only just opened them.”
“You keep that dildo inside you. I don’t want to see it come out.”
She released a little whimper but closed her thighs, trying to keep it inside.
“Have you had anyone in your ass?”
“No.”
“Good. I can be your first there as well.” He teased down the crack of her ass, stroking over her anus.
She tensed up as he pushed a finger against her asshole.
“You’re going to be tight here as well. It’s a good thing you bought the plug.”
Natasha listened as he opened the bottle of lube that she’d also purchased. He snapped the lid open, and she gasped as some cool gel was squirted on her ass.
Next, his fingers were there smoothing the gel all around her ass, and pushing his finger inside her.
“Push against my finger.”
She started to push back, but he stopped her. “No, push out as if you’re trying to get rid of me.”
“Oh, sorry,” she said. Her cheeks heated, and she pushed out. His finger pushed inside her, the burn making her cry out, but she didn’t pull away.
Saint pumped inside her ass before adding a second finger as he stretched her.
“I think you’re ready for this pretty little butt plug.”
“Please, Saint.”
“You want to come?”
“Yes, yes, I do.”
He chuckled. “I’ll let you come when I’m good and ready.”
She moaned and he slapped her ass. “I’ll make it worth your while. You know I always do.”
His fingers left her ass, and then the hard tip of the butt plug started to work its way inside her. She was so wet, and as he pushed the plug inside, she tried to take more.
“You’re full, baby. Your pussy and ass filled.” He climbed off the bed, and she watched him move in front of her. “Take my hand.”
Placing her hands within his, she stood up.
“Keep them inside you.”
Her body was on fire. She hadn’t felt heat and arousal like this before. They were both different people, older, wiser, and the chemistry was still there. Time hadn’t changed what they felt for one another.
Saint eased her down, and she cried out, not in pain, but in pleasure.
“I couldn’t do everything I wanted to do to you back then, but I can now, Natasha. I know what I want to do. All you have to do is let me.”
“Yes,” she said.
She stared at his cock. The tip was leaking pre-cum, and she wanted a taste.
He cupped her face. “Promise you’ll trust me.”
“I do.”
“Good.” He pulled her head to align with his cock, her pussy and ass still filled by the dildo and butt plug. “Suck it.”
Wrapping her fingers around the length, she flicked the tip, taking the drop of pre-cum leaking out.
They both moaned, and she glanced up to see his eyes on her.
“Suck it in.”
Covering the head with her lips, she sucked him into her mouth, and he groaned.
“That has got to be the prettiest sight I’ve seen in a long time.”
Bobbing her head, she took him to the back of her throat before easing up. She ran her hand up and down the length of him. “You’ve gotten bigger.”
“I know, and I know how to use it now.”
“I can’t wait.”
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Saint moaned as Natasha took the tip of his cock back inside her sweet little mouth. Seeing his cock covered in her saliva, and knowing she was filled with the dildo and butt plug just made him more aroused. He wanted to be inside her more than anything.
What he wanted now was to make it last. He was so close to coming, and he didn’t want it to end. Wrapping her red hair around his length, he controlled the depth of his cock, making her go right to the back of her throat so that she was almost gagging.
He pulled out of her mouth, and watched as she licked the entire length, following the vein of his cock.
“Feels so good,” he said. “I’ve missed this.”
She was all woman, and Saint intended to become acquainted with her new body.
Before he blew his load in her mouth, he pulled off, and stepped away. Stroking her cheek, he stared into her eyes.
The love he had for this woman had never gone away, and now she was back, it was only getting stronger with every passing day.
Placing a hand on her chest, he urged her down.
“Open your thighs, show me your pussy.”
“You keep ordering m
“I like to see you spread out, open, and ready to take my cock.”
She opened her thighs, and he stared at her pussy. Her clit was swollen, and her cunt filled with the dildo. Moving between her thighs, he sucked her clit into his mouth, reaching beneath her to grab her ass.
“Oh, Saint, fuck, that feels so good.”
Using his tongue, he flicked her clit and sucked it into his mouth. He nibbled on her, and spread her lips open to gaze down at her. Removing the dildo, he stared at her wide open pussy, feeling the pre-cum leaking out of his cock.
Plunging his tongue into her cunt, he fucked her before pulling out and flicking her clit. Grabbing the dildo, he started to fuck her as he teased her clit.
“I’m going to come, Saint.”
“Come for me. Come all over my face.”
She did, screaming his name as he teased her clit, prolonging her orgasm. Only when he was happy with her shattering orgasm did he pull the dildo out of her a final time, and replace it with his cock. He slammed every single one of his ten inches inside her. She screamed his name, and he stared into her eyes, her tight cunt pulsing around him through the aftershocks of her orgasm.
“You’re not wearing a condom.”
“I’ll pull out.”
“That’s not effective birth control.”
She didn’t try to fight him, nor did she push him away.
Natasha reached up and ran her fingers through his hair before cupping his cheek.
“Do you want me to stop?” he asked.
“No. I don’t want you to stop.”
He locked the fingers together, claimed her lips, and eased out of her pussy until only the tip was there before pushing deep inside her. They moaned together as he fucked her slowly at first, the plug in her ass making it tighter inside her pussy. He released her hands, and wrapped his arms around her. He didn’t want to let her go. She was his lifeline, his reason for breathing.
Saint hadn’t known how hard it was to live life until she turned back up. The hard fucking he was going to give her changed, and he started to make love to her, staring into her eyes as he thrust his cock within her.
In that moment nothing mattered to him. He didn’t care about the club, or about anything else. His only focus was on the woman that consumed his thoughts on a daily basis.
“Saint, do you feel it?” she asked.
“Always, I’ve always felt this way with you.”
Taking possession of her lips, Saint made love to her, caressing her body, and learning what made his woman tick. She loved it when he kissed her neck, sucked on her nipples, and rode her pussy.
He cupped her hips and thrust inside her, all the time kissing her lips. There was no need for words or explanations as they joined once again. The past, the present, their future, it meant nothing.
They had each other, and when Saint’s orgasm came, he did as he promised, pulling out of her, and spilling it on her stomach. When it was over, he didn’t pull away. He settled back between her thighs, with his cock resting between the lips of her pussy.
“I don’t want this to ever end,” she said.
“Me neither.”
She licked her lips, and he saw tears fill her eyes. “I never stopped loving you. Can you believe that?”
He nodded, stroking her cheek. “I never stopped loving you either. I tried. I’m not going to pretend that I waited for you. We both know I didn’t. I’ve never given myself the chance to fall for another woman. Chance, as if I ever had a choice when it came to you.”
She smiled. “Is that a good thing?”
“I don’t know. I don’t want to live without you. You mean everything to me, always have. The life I lead, it’s not for the faint of heart, Nat. I’m not some saint. I’m a monster.”
Natasha pressed a finger to his lips. “To the outside world you’re a monster. You’re not a monster to me, to your sister, to the people you love and care about.”
“I’m not a good man.”
“You’re not an entirely bad one either. I guess you’re just going to have to accept that I’m not perfect either. We don’t live in a perfect world. Neither of us do. I’m not going anywhere, Saint. I’m not going to run. I’m staying right here, where I should have been years ago but was too afraid to stay.”
“You’re going to take a chance?”
“Yeah, will you take a chance on me?”
“You’re not getting rid of me.”
She smiled. “Great, now, erm, what do I do about this plug? It’s kind of in the way.”
“I’ve got a lot more plans for your pussy before I take that out of your ass.”
Chapter Eight
“A restaurant, seriously?”
“Big Ricky likes his food, and he likes to make an impression.”
“I’m in a penguin suit, Pipe,” Saint said, trying not to show how tight it felt.
“Be pleased he didn’t ask for us to bring women with us. He’s known for putting on a big show.”
“With mafia thugs it’s always about making a damn impression. The truth is, they’re fighting for control.”
“So they’re exactly like us,” Pipe said.
“Why are you not itching to get out of this suit?”
“Let’s just say a certain woman likes it when I dress up. I like it when she does, so I don’t mind doing a little something for her.”
“Fucking gross.”
“You asked.”
“You didn’t need to tell me that my sister gets off on that.”
“I didn’t go into detail.”
Saint snorted. “You didn’t need to. I know you wouldn’t cheat on my sister, and if you even thought of it, I’d kick your fucking ass.”
“True. Elena is all I need.”
Staring at the posh Italian restaurant, Saint didn’t want to go in there. He wanted to go back home where Natasha was waiting for him.
“I wish I was with my woman as well.”
“Instead we’re having to meet a man to make sure death doesn’t fall on our club.”
“The curse of being the Prez of two clubs.”
“Yes, it is a curse.” Saint rubbed at his eyes, pushing away thoughts of Natasha and her warm pussy and arms.
“How are things with you and Natasha?”
“Fine.”
“Elena said she’s never seen you so happy.”
He turned toward Pipe, who held his hands up in surrender. “You’re the one that is determined to keep me in the enemy category. I told you, I have no beef with your club, or with you. I actually consider the Saints and Sinners MC my family, my friends. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you, or to hurt Elena.”
“I let you set up this meeting.”
Pipe sighed. “It’s the only thing you do. I’m here, Saint. I may not be the brother or the family you wanted, but I’m also a good listener.”
“My sister tell you that?”
“Why do you think we’re still together? The key to success is being able to listen.” Pipe opened his car door. “I’m here if you need me.”
Saint didn’t say anything. He climbed out of the car and followed Pipe across the street towards the restaurant.
He let Pipe to deal with the maître d’ seeing as he dealt with the arrangements of the meeting.
He wasn’t nervous. It was strange. Years ago, he would have been, even with his father in charge. Since he took over, he was able to take his fears and channel them away from him.
“Ah, yes, I see Mr. Ricky has left an invitation for you. Please follow me.”
Saint moved past several diners, aware of them staring at him. He wasn’t interested in them, not one bit.
“Well, well, well, Pipe, it has been too long,” Big Ricky said.
Saint thought the guy would be a large, overweight man, but instead he looked like the biggest body builder in the world. He was huge, and his arms had to be the stuff of Botox or steroids or something.
“Ricky, wish we could be meeting on better circumstances.”
“Bullshit! You always try to stay out of my business, and I don’t blame you. We’re not exactly known for being nice.”
Pipe laughed. “Anyway, this is Saint. Saint, this is Big Ricky.”
He held his hand out, and they shook. “You’ve got a reputation. Killed your own father.”
“That’s old news.”
“It still makes men take notice. A guy who is willing to take his own father, he’s willing to do whatever it takes for his club.”
“You got that right. The club comes first.”
“Just as the family comes first for the men I work for,” Ricky said. “Please, take a seat.”
Saint pulled the chair out, and sat down.
“So, I hear this is big news,” Ricky said. “Let’s hear it.”
“It is.” Piped handed over the paperwork.
Saint couldn’t help but look around, wondering where the danger was going to come out.
“No one is waiting,” Ricky said, pulling out some glasses. “I know it seems strange, but we do have civility. No big guns, tearing up places.”
“That’s not what I heard.”
“It gets tiring having to replace everything. Besides, we’re all getting old. We’ll leave the crap to the younger generation intent on killing each other.” Ricky put his glasses on, and opened up the piece of paper, reading through it. “You’re telling me this ended up in Sinners’ Corner?”
“Yes.”
Ricky looked through it, and then pulled out his cell phone, cross-examining the details. “You haven’t given this to anyone?”
“No,” Pipe said.
“I’m going to come clean and tell you I was going to give it to the cop that’s on my side,” Saint said. “Had no idea about this.”
“You’re a small town man, Saint. That’s fine, but this, it’s a message, and it’s for my bosses to deal with.”
“This going to hit out at Sinners’ Corner? It’s not just where my club is, it’s my town.”
“I know how to contact you if there’s a risk. I doubt it.”
“Any heads-up on what this is about?” Pipe asked.
“If this hits out at us, we want to help,” Saint said.
Ricky stared between them. “Give me a second. Order whatever you want.”
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