by Sam Crescent
“Don’t do it. You’re hiding something, I know you are. You’re hot for me. Your pussy is slick, begging to be fucked. I know it is.”
“Stop.” He was breaking her resolve, and she didn’t know how she was going to stand strong against him. The last thing she wanted was for him to see her scars. Her scars were ugly to her.
No one saw them, not even Sarah. She always made sure to change away from any prying eyes.
“Why are you hiding? What are you hiding?”
“What makes you think I’m hiding anything? I don’t want to have sex with you.”
It was all lies. She wanted to be with Pipe.
He stood watching her for several seconds. She didn’t know how much time had passed. Suddenly, he turned away, and sat down on the edge of the bed. “You were fire in my arms, Elena. You’re hiding something, and you’re trying to push me away. I’ve seen the way you are. You don’t let people get to close. Talk to me.”
“Why should I talk to you?”
You’re being childish, and you know it. Stop it, Elena.
“I don’t see anyone else here willing to talk to you. You can trust me with your secrets. Tell me what is causing you so much pain?”
Her throat felt thick, dry, and it was impossible for her to swallow.
“There’s no one I can trust. You’re a rival biker.” She stared into his dark gaze, and instead of seeing a killer, she saw a man who wanted her. He wasn’t chasing after Saint or being part of the club. His only interest was her.
“You can trust me.”
“Why?”
“I’ve had multiple opportunities to tell Saint about what is going on between us. I helped you last night when you wanted to get away.”
She sucked her bottom lip between her teeth, and saw that he indeed spoke the truth.
“Talk to me, Elena. You can’t keep it locked up inside.”
I want to talk. I want to tell him the truth.
“I’ll understand if you don’t want me anymore,” she said.
He frowned but nodded.
Putting her back to him, she took a deep breath, and pulled her nightshirt up. Next, she pushed her pajama pants down her thighs, and then removed her bra and panties. She stood before him, showing off her back for him to see.
“What the fuck happened to you?” he asked.
She gasped as the tips of his fingers traced a path of the scars on her back.
“Who did this to you?”
“My mother was showing me how dangerous the outside world can be. I was bad, and when a girl is bad, she needs to know her place.”
“What the fuck?”
He stood up and moved in close. She closed her eyes as he seemed to surround her with his warmth. This was how it always was with him. He made her feel protected, and safe. No one, not even Saint or her own father, could protect her.
His hand reached around the front, cupping her chin, and tilting her head to the side. “What the hell happened?
She crossed her hands over her breasts, and licked her dry lips again. “Mom didn’t like the club life, and she didn’t believe it was a good place for her daughter.”
“So what did she do?”
“She took me away. Dad got Saint, and Mom got me. Only, she was crazy, and she’d been able to hide it for so damn long that no one saw how deranged she was.”
“The bitch would beat you.”
“I’d ask her why I couldn’t go see my brother or father, and I’d get a beating for the trouble. She’d stop me talking to them, and she made sure that I was cut off from them.”
“No one knew?”
“No one. If they did know, they didn’t give any indication of what was going on.” She shrugged, and even that was painful to her in that moment.
“You think this would repulse me?”
“I didn’t know what it would do. I’ve always covered up.” She couldn’t bring herself to admit that she was a virgin.
Elena wasn’t ready to admit that to anyone yet, especially not to Pipe. He must have been with women who not only knew what they were doing, but were damn good at it. She didn’t know if she would be any good at sex, or how it would feel to be with him.
Would it hurt?
“Does Saint know what happened?”
“No. He seems to think I was protected while I was with my mother. He doesn’t know what was going on. Even our father didn’t know, and after a couple of months, they stopped coming around.” She had been alone. In high school she’d been known as the daughter of an MC, and treated as an outcast. There was no one to save or protect her. She’d been alone.
“You’re not going to be alone, baby. I’m going to be here, and I’m going to protect you every single day.”
“How can you protect me? You’re not even allowed here. If Saint knew you were here, he’d hurt you, and it would mean war between us.” She placed her hand to his cheek, and touched him. Life was so unfair that the one man she wanted more than anything, couldn’t be with her.
“I can protect you. I’m here, aren’t I? I think I’ve proven to you that when I want something, I can do it. We can make this work with just the two of us.”
She smiled, wrapped her arms around his neck, and claimed his lips just like he did with her. This was what she wanted with him, and she was determined for it to work.
****
Pipe was struggling with his control. Elena was pressed against the front of his body, and those perfect, ripe tits were against his chest. He still wasn’t wearing his cut, but he wanted to get as naked as she was.
“Baby, I’m struggling here.” He hated the fact those scars were on her body, only because it told him that she’d been hurt. Pipe was so damn angry. She’d been hurt by someone who was supposed to protect her, and that angered him. No one should hurt his woman, and if her mother wasn’t already dead, he’d have found a way to get to her.
He stroked his hands over her old scars. It didn’t take a genius to work out that they were given by a belt.
Saint didn’t know, unless Pipe had gotten the wrong kind of vibe from the man. In all of his dealings of the Prez of Saints and Sinners MC, not once had he thought of him as being an abuser of women, or accepting of it.
Elena had been alone with no one knowing the truth.
She pulled away, pushing her hair off her face. “What?” she asked.
“I need some space or I’m going to do something you’re not ready for.” He groaned, and she licked those damn lips again, and it made him fucking moan. “You’ve got to stop doing that.”
“I want this, Pipe. You’ve seen my scars, and I don’t want to wait.” She tugged on his shirt, and he helped her ease it over his head.
Fuck! He never once thought he’d be in a room with a naked woman, and she would be the one trying to get him naked. It was completely odd to him, and yet, he could take control.
Pipe captured her wrists, locking them in his grip, and stopping her from stripping.
“Stop,” he said.
She paused. “Don’t you want me?”
“Baby, my dick is in fucking pain because I want you so damn badly. You’ve got no idea how much I want you. It’s like a constant agony.” He’d never been a soft-spoken man, and he was always blunt, saying it like it was. “I can’t promise you hearts, or romance. I can give you me.”
“Exclusively?”
“What?”
“You’ll be mine. No other women, no club whores, or anyone else?”
“No one but you. You’re the only one I want, baby. For fucking ever.” He cupped her cheeks, tilting her head back so that he could stare into her blue eyes. She was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. Her long blonde hair was tied at the nape of her neck, and he reached around, taking out the band that held the length in place. He ran his fingers through the soft strands of her hair. “Talk to me,” he said.
She placed her hand on his naked chest. “If I can be yours, and you’re not with anyone else, then I don’t car
“I’ll never wear a suit, or be nice.”
“I don’t come from a nice family. I get the biker lifestyle, Pipe. Stop wasting time and fuck me already.”
Tugging her close, he slammed his lips down on hers, and pressed her back to the bed. He let her go long enough to push her to the bed, and he opened her thighs.
“Take your jeans off,” she said.
“You think you’re in charge?”
“You can see me, and I want to see you.”
He tutted and shook his head. “First, I’m going to get this sweet little pussy ready to take my cock.” Kneeling on the floor, he pulled her toward the edge of the bed, opening her thighs wide. He stared at Elena rather than at her pretty cunt. His mouth was watering, and he wanted a taste of her. She’d be so damn sweet.
“I’m clean,” he said.
“I—I am too.”
Finally, he allowed himself the first look at her pussy, and he wasn’t disappointed. Fine hair covered her lips, but it was neatly trimmed. Her pussy glistened with cream, and using his fingers, he opened her pussy lips wide enough to see her swollen clit and her cunt. He couldn’t wait another second, and so leaned forward, capturing her clit, sucking the bud into his mouth.
Pipe wasn’t wrong, but he rarely was.
The taste of her exploded on his tongue, and she was sweet. Sliding his tongue down to her entrance, he circled her hole, not penetrating as he was going to fuck her with his cock. The first time between them was going to blow her mind. Any other man she’d been with would pale into insignificance after he had his way.
He wanted her addicted to him so she wouldn’t even think to look elsewhere. Flicking his tongue across her clit, he listened to her moans. His cock pressed against the front of his jeans, driving him crazy with how damn tight it was. He released her pussy while still sucking her clit, and started to unbutton his jeans to give him some freedom with his dick.
“That feels so good,” Elena said.
Pulling his zipper down, he nearly moaned as the pressure eased around his cock. She had no idea how fucking sexy she was, but that was okay. He was going to make sure that she knew exactly what she did to him.
Sucking her clit into his mouth, he sawed the hard bud between his teeth, and then soothed out the slight sting by pressing his tongue to her nub. She shook a little, and moaned as he didn’t let up. He was determined to bring her to orgasm before he pounded his dick inside her.
“Oh God, oh God, oh God,” she said, panting, and she started to scream a little louder.
The moment her orgasm hit, Pipe grabbed her hand, holding her tightly so she didn’t try to get away.
By the time she started to come down from her orgasm, he was more than ready to find his release. He couldn’t wait long enough for her to get back on the bed, so he gripped her hips, placed the tip of his naked cock to her entrance, and slammed her down onto his dick.
She was so incredibly tight, and as he held her hips, and the blood pumped through his veins, making it impossible for him to think, he became aware of several things. The first was how incredibly tight she was, and the fact he was sure he’d felt something tear inside her. The second was her scream of pain. The third was the way she was trying to get away from him.
It took him a little longer for everything to dawn on him, and when it did, he felt like the biggest jerk on the planet.
“You’re a virgin?”
Chapter Five
She’d expected there to be pain. Why wouldn’t there be pain? Every woman had to lose her virginity at some point, and she’d not kept a hold of hers because she wanted it. She’d never wanted to be with a man, not like she did Pipe. Having sex with random strangers just wasn’t for her. She’d wanted what Penny had with Rage. Elena had watched the couple when they were together. Rage was completely in love with Penny, and he was so protective of her as she was carrying their first child. She’d heard the two squabbling over what they were going to call their baby.
Pushing those thoughts aside, she stared at the man she’d just given her virginity to, and he looked so damn angry.
Elena stopped trying to push away from him, and simply looked at him.
“Yes.” What else could she say?
Biting her lip, she stared at him waiting for him to say something. Her pussy was on fire, and it wasn’t just because she’d come either. He wasn’t a small man. Pipe was large, and his cock was so thick and long that it was almost painful to her.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
He kept on cursing, and she stayed still, worried in case moving caused any more pain.
“You should have fucking told me.”
“I didn’t know how, and what difference would it have made?” There was no way he was going to get angry with her when it was his rock hard cock causing her problems. He was getting off, and she was not.
She rather preferred his tongue to what was actually happening right now.
“What difference would it have made? Fuck, baby, I wouldn’t have pulled you off the bed, and rammed my dick inside you. I’d have gone slow.”
“You’re not that kind of man.”
“What?”
“You said that you weren’t that kind of man. You didn’t do romance, and I imagined that went for making love, and going slow to me, is making love.”
Pipe stared at her for several seconds, and suddenly, he started to laugh. “You’re a virgin, and you’re telling me what you think is supposed to happen. I can’t give you sweet words, Elena. I can make love to you. I can make this time fucking amazing for you, do you understand?”He let go of her cheek, and stroked her cheek. “God, I could have hurt you.”
“You did hurt me.” She glared at him, angry at him, and angry at herself.
“Does it hurt bad?” he asked.
“It hurts,” she said. She gave a little wiggle, and he grabbed her hips again, holding her in place. She winced a little. “It still hurts.”
“Okay, how about we, erm, move up the bed. You pull off me—”
He started to push her off his cock, and the initial jolt caused pain, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. “No, don’t pull out. It hurts. Please, can we do this with you staying inside me?”
This had to be the most embarrassing moment of her entire life. It was so damn hard for her to even look at him.
“Hey,” he said, grabbing her hair, and giving it a little bit of a tug. “Don’t be embarrassed. We both fucked this up, and we’re going to fix it. Now, I want you to move up to the bed, and we’re going to do this together, okay?”
“This is embarrassing. I bet none of your other women have been through this.”
“Every woman I’ve been through has had a variety of dicks inside them. You’re the first woman who has only had my dick, and it’s going to stay that way.”
“You’re not angry with me?”
“I’m angry with myself, Elena. I should have asked. I figured you’d been with a lot of other people. You’re a beautiful, sexy woman.”
“Do you hate that you’re the first man I’ve been with?” she asked.
“No. You’re in trouble though now.”
“Why?”
“I’m going to be the only man you’re with. You belong to me now, and there’s no way I’m going to let you go.”
She liked that a lot. There was no one else she ever wanted to belong to but him. The feelings he was inspiring inside her, terrified her.
Together, they moved up the bed in small movements so he didn’t hurt her anymore. Collapsing to the bed, she bit her lip as she stared up at him. He was resting on his knuckles and held his body a little away from hers even as his cock stayed inside her.
“This has to be the most bizarre moment in my life.”
She smiled up at him. “You’ve never been with a virgin?”
“I’ve never tried to make a woman all that comfortable before.”
“You’re not a gentleman.”
“No, I’m not.”
Glancing down his body to where they were joined, she shook her head. “I think there’s a gentleman inside you desperate to get out.”
He leaned down close so that his lips were so close to hers. “I’m not a gentleman for anyone else. I’ve never cared what others think.”
“You care about what I think?”
“All the time, and I don’t know what to think about that.”
“We’re both thinking a lot.” She opened her eyes wide, and laughed at him. “We’re both crazy right now.”
Pipe started to move, and she tensed up expecting pain, only there was no pain. She grabbed his hip, and instantly he paused.
“What’s the matter, baby?”
“It didn’t hurt.”
“It won’t. It’s going to start feeling good, I promise.”
She stared down at where his hips were nestled between her thighs, and slowly she pushed her pelvis up against him, and then back down.
“Babe?”
“That feels good.” She pulled away, thrust up against him, riding his cock.
“Fuck!” He took hold of her hand, and placed it above her head. “If you’re ready for me to fuck you, tell me you’re ready for me to fuck you, and I’ll do it.”
Before she could protest, he took possession of her lips, and all of her anger dissipated as his kiss became passionate. She’d never been kissed in such a way before, and she moaned, arching up against him.
Slowly, Pipe started to move. His cock pumped in and out while he kissed her deeply. His tongue traced across her bottom lip then plunged inside. Pipe kept her locked in place, at his mercy.
His cock was like a brand inside her, making it impossible for her to move. She didn’t want to. Whatever had happened from minutes ago had turned the unbearable pain into the most kind of exquisite pleasure on the earth. She was so wet, or at least she felt wet with the way he was sliding in and out of her.
Breaking from the kiss, Pipe reared back. “Do you want to see my dick, baby?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want to see it sliding inside you, covered in your cum?”
“Yes.”
Every word he spoke added to her pleasure. She’d do whatever he needed her to do, and more, just to keep the amazing feeling he was creating inside her body.
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