by Khloe Wren
She didn’t say she loved me, but that was okay. She’d said a lot of other things that were pretty damn close to it, and she’d told me once a long time ago, so I knew I could earn it from her again.
“We can. We totally can. Now, say you’re mine.”
My voice was little more than a growl, and I fucking loved how her body melted against mine in response.
“I’m yours. Only yours.”
As she spoke, I wrapped my hand in her hair to tilt her head back so I could kiss her again. I fucking loved her mouth, her taste. But I kept the kiss short because as much as I wanted to keep kissing her mouth, I wanted to get my lips on other parts of her I’d been missing too.
“Need you naked, Cin.”
“Hmmm.”
She didn’t say anything else as she stepped back and reached for the bottom of her shirt. She might not have said a word, but the way she paused and raised an eyebrow at me, made it pretty clear what she wanted. With a grin, I shrugged out of my cut, draping it over a chair before I reached over my head to grab the back of my shirt to pull it off. Once it was gone, I looked back to Cin and groaned. Then, I nearly fell to my fucking knees in front of her. She was even sexier now than she’d been as a teenager. Her curves had filled out perfectly, and all the exercise she did showed in the lean lines of her muscles.
Cindy
Here in my bedroom, he wasn’t Nitro. Nope, here he was my Johnny, and when he slipped off his vest then reached for his shirt, I gladly followed his lead, shedding my own shirt along with my bra as fast as I could manage. But then I stalled out. Out of reflex, my palms rose to cover my boobs as I stood frozen to the spot, staring at what he revealed as he twisted to dump his clothes on a chair, followed by his boots.
He had more ink than me, between the tattoos on his shoulders and the huge one on his back. He was so big now, all sinewy muscle and, well, fucking perfection. He’d filled out considerably since his teen years and had reached the potential I’d known he would.
But what would he think of me? I was fit and lean thanks to all the exercise I got with derby but I wasn’t perfect. My butt jiggled, my boobs were bigger and they sagged a little now. Just as I neared a full on panic attack, he turned around and the look on his face, the groan he made, gave me the boost my confidence desperately needed at that precise moment.
“Drop your hands, baby. Let me see you.”
Every word he said reminded me of things I’d overheard Doms say to their subs at Titanium. It raised my hopes that he’d react positively when we went to Titanium. Maybe with Johnny by my side, I could finally get out from behind the bar and join in. Stop being a damn spectator.
Him prowling toward me had me dropping all other thoughts that were running around my head and backing away. My knees hitting the bed forced me stop, and with a dangerously sexy grin, he dropped to his knees in front of me. With one palm sliding around my thigh, then over my ass and up my back, his other cupped my breast, while his mouth latched onto the remaining nipple. I locked my knees when they threatened to give out and slipped my hands into his hair. The suction of his hot mouth and the pinch of his fingers had wave after wave of arousal crashing through my body.
He switched things over so both sides got the full treatment, and by the time he released me a second time, I was nearly mindless with desire. He nuzzled his face against the underside of my boobs while his fingers worked at the zipper of my skirt. His big palms slipped underneath and pushed the material down, revealing the lacy panties, garter belt and stockings I’d put back on after derby practice. I wore them for work to go with the pin-up outfit, but normally after practice I left the stockings and garter belt off. However, tonight I’d been hoping we’d end up here like this so I’d taken the time to put them back on. And I was glad I had when he lightly flicked one of the garter straps.
“Cin, this get-up is sexy as fuck, babe. You wear this under those pin-up clothes every day?”
“Pretty much. Why?”
Cupping my ass in his palms, he pulled me forward as he buried his face between my breasts with a groan.
“Because it’s going to be even harder to not jump you every time I see you dressed like that now I know.” He pulled back enough to stand. “Got a really good feeling we’re gonna get real inventive at finding places for me to have you during the day.”
That left me grinning. “Nothing new there, babe.”
He laughed, as I’d wanted him to do. As teenagers both living at home, we’d had to get creative to find places we could have enough privacy to have sex. Before I could say anything else, he picked me up and tossed me onto my bed.
“Johnny!”
He just smirked at me before he frowned at my waist area.
“Babe, can’t tell you how much I fucking love that get-up, but I’ve got no clue how to get your panties off without just ripping them off.”
With a gasp of horror I shook my head and glared at him. “Don’t you dare start ripping my underwear! This shit’s expensive.”
Reaching down, I made fast work of unclipping my stockings and undoing the garter belt. As I pulled it off, Johnny reached over and peeled my panties down my legs, knocking my shoes to the floor in the process. When he stood back up, I was left wearing nothing but my unclipped stockings.
“You trust me to take these off, babe?”
I nodded and kept my gaze on him as he very carefully slid first one stocking down, then the other. His callused fingers caressed my skin as he moved and shivers wracked my body when he pressed a gentle kiss to the arch of my foot.
“So fucking beautiful, babe.”
With my heart in my throat, I slowly lifted my gaze to look up into his face, almost unable to believe what was happening. What I was hearing. Needing to touch him, I reached a hand up, cupping his face as he leaned forward over me.
“Tell me I’m not dreaming right now. Promise me this is real.”
Turning his face, he kissed my palm before he pulled back to nip at my fingertips.
“This is a fucking dream come true, Cin. I promise you’re wide awake right now, baby, and no fucking alarm clock is gonna go off and destroy this.”
Then he released my hand and dropped to kneel beside the bed. Before I could work out what he was doing, he gripped my ankles and pulled me until my butt was on the edge of the mattress.
“Johnny!”
Before I could get another word out, my breath caught as he ran his palms up my inner thighs, spreading me wider for him. Exposing me completely to his hot gaze.
“Ohhh!”
His tongue swiped up my center and jolts of electricity shot through my body, short-circuiting my brain. His growl was my only warning before he settled his mouth over my pussy and thrust his tongue in deep. It was more sensation than I’d felt in forever and I couldn’t help but try to get away from it, even though him stopping was the last thing I wanted. With another sexy growl, he gripped my hips and held me down as he went back to making a meal out of me.
I fisted both hands in the bedding as my head thrashed, already on the verge of coming. I tried to hold it off, not wanting him to stop so soon. He’d learned some tricks since we’d last been in this position, and I wanted more of his nibbling, sucking and licking before I gave in.
“Fuck, Cin. Give it to me, stop holding back.”
He only lifted away from me long enough to speak, then he was back at me, sucking on my clit as he thrust two fingers up inside me, finding that one spot, and then it was all over. With a scream, I climaxed harder than I think I ever had before.
My brain cleared to discover my body still trembling and the sight of Johnny stripping out of his socks and jeans.
“Hmmm. You still have the sexiest ass.”
He looked over his shoulder at me with a smirk, as he dropped his jeans on the chair with the rest of his clothes.
“Glad you like what you see, babe. Scoot up the bed for me?”
Taking a deep breath for strength, I managed to roll over and sta
rt crawling up the bed. I hadn’t gone very far when Johnny wrapped an arm around my middle, scooting me up higher as his other hand hit the bed near my shoulder and his big body covered mine. His soft lips trailed kisses over my shoulder and up my neck before I turned my face so he could kiss me again. I loved how he kissed me, as if he wanted to inhale me with each one. The slight tang of my cream on his tongue did nothing but heighten my arousal.
A small squeak escaped me when he released his hold on me so he could flip me around so I was on my back, beneath him.
“As much as I love taking you from behind, and fully intend to later, I want to look into your eyes this first time.”
Glancing down, I got my first look at his cock. Had that gotten bigger too? I wasn’t sure, and I sure as hell wasn’t going to ask! He was hard, thick and long. And he’d already put a condom on. I wanted to touch and taste and relearn him like he’d done me, but I guessed that would just have to wait until later. Because even though I’d only just come, the need to feel him inside me again was strong. It had been forever, —well, technically it had been eighteen years, eight months- My thoughts broke off and heat filled my face when I looked back up to his face, catching his smug expression at my blatant ogling of his body.
“Looks like you’re all wrapped and ready to go, so what are you waiting for, sailor?”
“Don’t push me, Cindy. I’ve been waiting for this for nearly nineteen fucking years. I ain’t gonna rush it.”
I ran my palms up his arms, leaving them resting on his shoulders when he took hold of his cock and lined the head up with my entrance. My body began trembling when the slight burn hit as he pressed in, stretching me. My grip on his shoulders slipped until my palms were back on the bedding, reaching for fists full of anything to grip onto. My eyes blurred but it wasn’t pain that had me tearing up, but joy. Happiness twisted with the arousal flowing through my body as I took Johnny inside me for the first time in eighteen years, eight months, three weeks and five days. Not that I’d been counting.
Blinking clear the moisture, I took in his face as he watched where we were joined. His expression was so damn sexy. He looked completely enthralled with what he was seeing, so I followed his gaze. I’d lasered all the hair from my pussy years ago, so there was nothing to impede the sight of his thick length disappearing inside my core before sliding back out again. The mix of the visual along with the pressure of taking him inside me after so long left me whimpering and wanting more.
Chapter 6
Nitro
Watching Cin take my cock inside her was a moment I’d never forget. She was so fucking tight, her channel clenched against my length as I fought my way inside her pussy. I took it slow, easing in a little, then pulling back some before I entered again a little deeper. Part of me wanted to rush, wanted to slam inside of her and claim what was mine, but the other, larger part of me, knew we had all fucking night to enjoy this. And I really didn’t want to hurt her, especially like this. She was so damn tight that I didn’t doubt the truth that she truly hadn’t taken another man inside her since she’d left me. Made me feel like a fucking bastard for all the women I’d fucked over the years, but I hadn’t known she was out there waiting for me. And now I could use all those skills I’d learned for her benefit, to make her mine again. I would never leave my woman wanting.
Once I was buried balls deep, I paused to absorb the sensation of being surrounded by her heat, and to give her a moment to adjust to my size. After a few moments, I leaned over her and took her mouth, kissing her with all the desperation and passion I was feeling. Fuck, but I wanted to inhale her. Her hands came up to rest on my hips as she began to squirm beneath me.
“You ready for more, Cin?”
“Please.”
“Love you, Cin.”
I whispered the words against her lips before I kissed her again while I pulled my pelvis back and thrust into her. Her fingers dug into my sides and she broke the kiss with a gasp and arch of her back. I lifted my body up off her as I continued to move in and out of her. The only thing that would make this better was if I wasn’t wearing a fucking condom. I’d give my Harley to be able to take her bareback, to have the right to fill her womb with my seed.
One day.
Make that one day soon, I’d make it so I had that right as quickly as possible. Cindy Davis was mine. The only woman for me.
Gripping one of her legs, I lifted it up high as I ground against her, making sure I brushed over her clit before I began thrusting in and out again, deeper this time.
“Johnny!”
Fuck it all, but I loved how she said my name in a breathy scream when I did something that surprised her. I couldn’t remember the last time someone had called me Johnny. Probably my folks, before I left for BUD/S training. But the way Cin said it just now? Best fucking sound in the world.
A sheen of sweat coated her skin as she arched again and started to buck and wriggle against me.
“Whatcha want, babe?”
“More! Harder, faster... I need you. More.”
The desperation in her wide, desire-soaked gaze had me feeling ten feet tall. After quickly leaning in to kiss her again, I kneeled between her legs and took hold of her hips so I could pound into her hard and fast like she wanted. Within a few strokes, a tingle shot down my spine and my balls drew up, ready to blow. Shifting one hand, I gave her clit a tweak and pinch. That was all it took―she screamed out as she came. Her pussy clenched tight around me, forcing me over the edge with her. I couldn’t hold back the roar that erupted as I came deep inside my woman.
With the last jerk of my cock inside her, I dropped over her as I attempted to catch my breath. I nuzzled my face in against her neck and pressed a kiss to the soft skin there. Her arms came up around my shoulders and I rolled us to the side so I wouldn’t crush her under my weight. We stayed like that for a few minutes. I didn’t want to fucking move but I needed to deal with the condom.
Reluctantly, I pulled back from her and slid off the bed.
“Back in a sec.”
I quickly ducked into the bathroom that was attached to her bedroom, disposed of the condom, and wet a cloth before returning to her. She lay just as I’d left her, her eyes barely open and a slightly goofy grin on her face. She looked like a well-satisfied woman, a fact that had me standing a little taller as I strode over to her. Gently lifting her leg, I cleaned her inner thighs and pussy before moving to toss the cloth in the sink in the bathroom, then I turned off the bedroom light and came back to her.
Scooping her off the bed, I held her against me with one arm, as I shoved the bedding back. Then I placed her gently down before I slipped onto the mattress to lie beside her. As I reached to draw her in against me, she pulled the covers up over us.
“Get some rest, babe, because that was just the warm-up.”
She chuckled and wriggled until her back was tight up against my front. Warmth filled my heart when I wrapped my arm around her and cupped her breast in my palm and she sighed and relaxed further against me. This is what I’d been missing all these years, craving. Having Cin like this, content and safe in my arms.
Cindy
I stood in the kitchen, waiting for the pod machine to heat up as Johnny showered. Thankfully I didn’t have to be anywhere until later in the day and Renee had already left for work. Johnny made love to me three more times during the night so this morning I was feeling sore, but I wasn’t about to start complaining. Nope. In fact, I couldn’t wait to do it all again tonight. That thought had me chewing my lip in concern. I was working at Titanium tonight, so if Johnny wanted to hang with me, I needed to tell him about what kind of club it was before he walked into the place.
He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my middle, pulling me back against him as he pressed a kiss to the top of my head.
“What has you looking so worried, babe?”
“I need to tell you something, and I’m not sure how you’re going to react.”
He tensed up behin
d me just as the first cup finished filling. He loosened his hold so I could switch out the pods and put a second cup in to be filled with coffee. Once I was done, I turned to hand him his.
“I assume you still take it black, no sugar?”
He was frowning as he nodded and took the mug from my hand. I grabbed my own brew before heading for the couch. He sat beside me and set his mug on the coffee table before twisting so he was facing me directly.
“Just spit it out, babe. Nothing you can say will change how I feel about you. You know that, right?”
“In theory.” I took a mouthful of my coffee before I set it beside his and faced him. “What do you know about the club, Titanium?”
“I know you work the bar there. Why?”
“So you don’t know what kind of club it is?”
His frown deepened as he stared at me intently. “I hope you’re not about to tell me you work at a strip club. Because if that’s the case, you’ll be quitting.”
I couldn’t help it, I burst out laughing. “You’re part of an MC that keeps a bunch of whores on the payroll, and you’re going to throw shade at a strip club? That’s rich. And don’t MCs own most of the strip clubs around the country, anyhow?”
He actually growled at me. “Don’t give a fuck what other clubs do. The Charons don’t own one, and even if we did, I still wouldn’t have my woman working there.”
I patted his knee. “Take a breath, it’s not a strip club. Now, I seriously do only work behind the bar, so don’t get upset. Titanium is a kink club.” He sat silently, looking blankly at me. “You know? BDSM? Fifty shades and all that stuff? Do I really have to explain that to you? You’ve never spanked a girl’s butt?”
He seemed caught in a brain freeze or something, and it was scaring the shit out of me. I mean, if he was so judgey over the thought of me working in a strip club, what the fuck would he really think of a kink club? I went on the defensive, trying to make him understand.
