"Yes I did...Yeah I'm sorry about that...She gets a little excited...I'll ask her to keep it down...Have a good evening."
Locke closed the door and turned to rest his back before letting out a sigh, he glanced towards the bathroom door and his eyes met mine. A small smile crossed his face and he pushed from the door walking towards me, I stepped back so that he could enter the bathroom but Locke didn't say anything he simply put the gun back into the bag and zipped it up before placing it in the vanity unit.
As he stood he saw the hesitation on my face, "I'll understand if you now want to leave but I'd like you to stay."
He walked from the bathroom and made his way down the hallway as I stood totally dumbfounded by the whole situation. Why the fuck did he have a gun and why did he pull it out when answering the door? Was he on the run or was someone after him? I had so many questions but I doubted he would answer them.
I took my phone from my handbag and walked into the bedroom typing a quick text.
"If you're contacting the police can you at least give me enough time to fuck off?"
I looked up from my phone, "Sorry, what did you say?"
"Are you contacting the police?" he looked at me expectantly.
I placed my mobile on the desk and walked towards him seductively, "I was texting Declan to let him know I'm spending the night, I haven't quite finished with you yet." I pushed Locke's shoulder encouraging him to lie on the bed and flicked his towel open before I straddled him. Locke sniggered and grabbed my hips holding me firmly in place as I felt his cock swell beneath me. He untied my belt and opened my robe, sucking in a deep breath as he took in the fullness of my breasts.
Locke lifted his hands to rub my mounds and squeezed them together, "These are beautiful."
I blushed under his scrutiny. "Don't get embarrassed, I don't usually say much but when I do I speak the truth."
I nodded and slipped the robe from my shoulders before I slid my hand between us, to move his cock in an upright position so that I could lower myself onto him comfortably. Locke closed his eyes and held my hips tightly as I slipped up and down his length trying to find a steady rhythm.
Locke sniggered, "If you start squealing this time we'll be thrown out."
"I thought you liked it when I moaned." I said breathlessly as I rode his cock harder, moving my hand behind me so that I could grope his balls.
"I do babe but I also want somewhere to sleep tonight." Locke raised his hips to give me more of his cock and I used my other hand to play with my clit as I quickened my pace. I hadn't ever come three times in one evening but I was starting to think that anything was possible with Locke.
I could feel myself building as Locke continued to raise his hips meeting me pound for pound as I writhed around his cock. Without warning Locke rolled me over so that I was now lying on my back, but continued the rhythm and took my mouth passionately. He placed pressure on my pelvic bone as he gyrated his hips which was my undoing and I came for the third time. Locke kissed me hard to prevent my screams from annoying the other occupants as he emptied his seed inside me.
The smell of sex and our heavy breathing filled the room as we lay on top of the bed. Locke stroked my cheek and I leaned into his embrace briefly before he moved his hand further down my body.
I shivered, "Are you cold babe?"
"Yeah a little." I stated rubbing my hand up my arm to generate some heat.
Locke stood and handed me my robe before he pulled back the covers and nodded for me to get in.
I fastened my robe and walked over to the bed settling easily under the covers.
"Are you hungry?" Locke asked as he sat beside me on the bed.
"I am actually. Do you want to go out and get something?"
He shook his head. "Room service," he stated holding up the menu before joining me under the covers.
This was all very surreal, what had been clearly a casual encounter was now turning into something a little weird as we lay here snuggled against each other looking through the menu.
I only wanted something light to eat, my stomach was in knots from all of the excitement and I wasn't sure if I'd be able to eat anything anyway.
Once I'd decided what I wanted, Locke rang through our order and joined me back in bed pulling me close so that I could snuggle up to him.
Locke stroked my head as I lay on his chest, "I know that you want to ask me about the gun but please don't as I don't want to lie to you babe."
I had always been an inquisitive person but I wasn't about to bombard him with questions. If he wanted to talk then he would without my pestering him.
"Well if you don't want to talk, then I'll fill the silence." I lifted my head to look at him to see his smile.
"I thought you may somehow."
I swatted his chest, and narrowed my eyes at him playfully. "Okay, so if you don't want to talk about the gun does that mean that other subjects are off limits?"
"Some."
"Okay, so I'll ask questions but feel free to pass if you can't answer." He nodded his head but I could see the tightening of his jaw as he felt a little uneasy about the situation.
"How old are you?"
"Thirty-three."
I nodded my head and composed myself for the next question, "I should've asked you this before we shagged but I couldn't see a ring. Are you married?"
"No, and I don't have a girlfriend or any children."
"Well that's good to know. I didn't want an irate woman with a couple of kids turning up at my shop." Locke sniggered. "So why aren't you with anyone? I mean a hotty like yourself, surely you have them queuing up."
"It's difficult."
"This leads me to my next question. Why would a group of women be discussing you at the gym?" He looked at me confused. "They said that you were dealing with some shit."
"Let me guess, it was Amy and her cronies."
"Amy?"
"I understand that you did the flowers for Jimmy's funeral." I nodded my head but still didn't understand the point he was trying to make. "Didn't you come across Amy or Ink?"
"No. The only person I dealt with was a big bloke called...oh what was his name?" I clicked my fingers as I tried to rack my brains, "Justice, that was it Justice."
Locke nodded his head, "Well the women you heard in the gym were probably Amy and her band of merry ladies, putting the world to rights as usual."
"So who is Amy?"
"She's our VP's sister and the other women are either old ladies of some of the club members or employees."
I nodded my head understanding what he'd said. After Justice had come to the shop and placed his order of a Harley Davidson, I took it upon myself to do some research on MC's to give me a better understanding of what they were about.
"So do you want to discuss the shit that you're dealing with? A problem shared is a problem halved." I was hopeful that he'd share something as I didn't know that much about him but I'd learned fairly quickly that he was a very private person.
Locke shook his head, "I deal with everything on my own."
"Why?"
"You ask a lot of questions."
"I know, I'm sorry I'll shut up." I mimicked zipping my mouth, locking it and throwing away the key.
Locke sniggered, "It's easier that way, I don't like to trouble anyone."
"But isn't that what the MC is all about? I thought they were like a family?"
Locke raised his brows and looked at me surprised by what I knew, "You seem very clued in to the MC life. You're not just a pretty face."
"There must be someone you could confide in."
"Look, I...I haven't had anyone to talk to for years."
"You seem pretty close to CJ."
"I am but he's a bloke."
"Oh I get what you mean. An old ladies job is to provide support and although you shouldn't share club business with them, the member usually does but the old lady knows to keep the information a secret." I smiled pleased with myself that I'd remembered the researc
h I'd undertook a couple of weeks ago.
"You're full of surprises." Locke pulled me in for a hug.
"So are you," I stated looking down at the duvet as his cock stood to attention. "There's no way I can go again so soon." There was a loud knock on the door, "Saved by the knock." I stated sarcastically.
Locke stood and grabbed the robe to cover himself while he peered through the spy hole.
I saw Locke physically relax before he opened the door and allowed the porter to wheel the trolley into the room. Locke glanced up and down the corridor keeping a watchful eye as the man placed the food onto the table before wheeling the trolley back out of the room. Locke smiled briefly and firmly shut the door behind him putting the chain back on to secure the door further.
I rose from the bed and removed the lids, "Mmmm, that smells good."
Locke came behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist as he leaned down to kiss my neck, "So do you."
I swatted him away, "Stop it!"
Locke stuck out his lip pouting as he moved to grab his plate. I liked playful Locke and found the longer I spent with him the more he lowered his guard, and although he wasn't divulging any more information he was becoming more comfortable around me.
We sat at the small table in the corner of the room and ate our food.
"So where is home?" I asked as I took a bite of my sandwich. I could see him analysing what I'd just asked, "Is that not a simple enough question?"
"I have several homes, in several places." Locke stood and walked over to the mini bar to pull out two cans of coke. He opened both and placed them onto the table, sitting comfortably before he looked in my direction.
"I'm struggling here, I'm finding it difficult to know what subjects are safe." I took a sip of my coke and sat back in the chair, leaving the ball firmly in his court.
"I'm not married or in a relationship, never have and don't have the desire to ever be. I live from day to day and earn money being a locksmith and that's easy to do with no commitments. I'm thirty-three and have no living family members. I support Arsenal football club, I love bacon flavoured crisps and I am partial to the odd fag. I love to ride my Harley, I like to holiday near the sea and I have a fantastic singing voice."
I nodded my head at the information he'd just given me, and pretended that he didn't just have a little outburst. "So who told you that you had a good singing voice? Because I've watched X-factor and there are a lot of people on that show that think they can sing and they clearly can't."
Locke smirked, "You are a breath of fresh air do you know that Irish?" I smiled at his comment. "I've been told by various people and have won a few karaoke competitions in my time."
"Okay then I believe you." I picked up my burger and continued to eat, I knew that my quick wit had broken the ice and I'd pulled him from his bad mood.
Once we'd finished our food we lay on the bed and flicked through the available films. I put up a good argument for 'Shawshank Redemption' which was one of my favourite films but Locke put up an equally if not better argument for 'Step-Brothers'.
By the end of the film my sides hurt through laughing so much but as Locke turned off the television I let out a big yawn.
"I'm not going to be of any use to you this evening I'm knackered so I'm going to take myself home."
Locke grabbed my arms and rolled on top of me pinning me to the bed. "Will you stop deciding what I want? I would like you to stay should you wish and if you don't want to shag me again, which I find hard to believe then that's okay with me." Locke winked and kissed my nose before he moved his hands to my sides and tickled me.
"Locke get off." He continued to dig his fingers into my sides as I struggled to get free.
"Are you staying then?"
"Yes, Yes I'm, staying."
"Good." Locke rolled off and smirked as I straightened my robe to cover my modesty.
"I've just got to pop to the bathroom." I stood from the bed and made my way to the bathroom leaving Locke to pack away our dirty plates from the food we ate earlier.
After finishing my business I assessed myself in the mirror briefly before turning the tap to wash my hands, when I heard talking coming from the bedroom. I cautiously tiptoed across the bathroom and placed my ear to the door trying to listen to the conversation, it was hard to hear it fully but was confused as to why the men were calling Locke, Saviour?
The conversation wasn't heated and they spoke as if they knew each other well but I could hear a slight annoyance in Locke's responses. I knew that I couldn't hide in the bathroom all evening as it would look too suspicious if one of the men wanted to use it but I didn't want to cause Locke any shit either.
What if I went out there and I put myself in danger? Could I possibly use the gun that Locke had hidden in the vanity unit? I let out a loud sigh and knew what I needed to do, I needed to play along with his little facade.
I flushed the chain and washed my hands biding myself a little more time before plucking the courage to leave the bathroom.
"Saviour honey you better be ready for me." I walked provocatively from the bathroom towards the bedroom swinging my hips to find two men sitting at the small table in the corner of the room.
"Saviour I didn't know we were having company? I'm gonna have to charge you extra." I flounced towards him feeling my heart race as I sat on his lap curling my body to his for some reassurance. Locke wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me close before placing a kiss on my temple.
"Saviour you dirty dog, I didn't realise you had a Tom here." The taller of the two men stated with a cocky grin.
I moved slightly and felt Locke's hand dig firmly into my waist not wanting me to leave his side but I ignored his plea and stood placing my hand on my hips. "I prefer to call myself an escort." The two guys sniggered at my boldness. "Can I get you two boys a drink?" I asked walking over to the mini bar.
"As much as we'd like to stay and join the party, we've got a long ride home." The skinnier guy stated giving me a cheeky wink.
They stood and the room felt incredibly small and claustrophobic as they strolled towards the door, "Have a nice evening." The skinner guy said slapping me on the arse before he left the room.
"We will," I stated seductively as I lounged on the bed.
Locke stood to see them out, "I'll be home in the next couple of days."
"Not a problem." I heard one of the guys say before Locke closed the door.
Locke secured the chain, I didn't say anything as I just watched him rest his head on the door and breathed heavily, he stood still for a while before he turned and stalked towards me. Locke scooped me into his embrace and held me tightly as we lay on the bed, moving his hand to cup the back of my head.
We lay like this for a while but my arm started to ache from leaning on it for so long taking my full body weight.
"As much as I like a cuddle my arm will drop off if I don't move soon."
Locke sniggered and eased his hold so I could adjust my position. "Sorry, I didn't mean to squash you." He moved so that he was now leaning against the head board, "I was so worried that they were going to hurt you babe."
"Why would they want to hurt me?" I asked bemused.
"You pretended to be a Tom, they could've tried to fuck you."
"Well would it have been better to say that I was just a one night stand Saviour?"
"You've proved your point."
I looked at him intently, "Are you going to brush over what just happened or are we going to talk about it like adults?"
"I think you better go it's getting late."
"Don't just fucking dismiss me." Locke raised his brow, "And don't look at me like I'm a naughty school girl either." I stood and paced the bedroom. "What would've happened if I'd called you Locke?" I saw him swallow hard, "Exactly, so shouldn't you be thanking me for thinking off the cuff rather than being so fucking rude to me?"
"What you trying to achieve Irish?" Locke asked exasperated.
"I want to know who
those men were and why they called you Saviour?"
"I can't tell you that."
"Can't or won't?"
"Won't!"
I walked into the bathroom and removed the robe, and hung it on the back of the door. Grabbing my panties from the vanity unit I quickly stepped into them to cover my modesty.
"What you doing?"
"Going home like you asked me to. I don't want to fall out with you Locke, I've had a good evening."
"Stop it!" he shouted.
I placed my hands on my hips, "Stop what?"
He glared at me, "The fucking attitude."
I placed my hands on my chest mocking the situation. "Is this like our first fight?"
Locke shook his head and I could see his frustration, "Get your arse naked and in my bed now."
I smiled as I removed my underwear and walked seductively from the bathroom, making sure that I brushed past him.
"I'll just use the bathroom then I'll join you."
I lay on the bed and sniggered to myself, I couldn't remember the last time I'd had so much fun. Locke had proved tonight that he was hiding so much but I shouldn't have pushed him to divulge the particulars. He hadn't shared this information with his closest friends so how could I expect him to share it with me, his latest one night stand.
As I lay my eyes became heavy and drooped despite my attempts to stop, I tried in vain to stay awake but sleep quickly took hold.
"Morning sleepy head." I slowly opened my eyes to see the light stream through the window and pulled the cover up over my head. "Oh no you don't, you've got work this morning." Locke tried to pull the cover off me but I held firm rolling over onto my front and taking the duvet with me.
"Surely it's too early to get up." I whined.
"It's 8.00am babe, I've left you as long as I could."
I squinted at the clock, noticing that he was correct. I'd text Declan last night and told him that I'd be in this morning, I'm sure if I were running late he would've forgiven me but I wasn't too sure whether Locke would want me hanging around.
I sat up and glanced towards Locke and smelt the familiar aroma of coffee. I didn't know what you drank so I ordered tea and coffee. I reached for the robe that was on the end of the bed and wrapped it around my body before I stood and made my way over to the small table.
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