“Stop, baby. If you don’t, I’m going to come in your mouth.” I sucked harder, taking him deeper than I ever thought I could. I wanted to feel him come apart. I wanted to taste him. The look on his face told me that he wouldn’t take long. He looked so good standing above me. The groans that escaped his mouth, his harsh breathing, the twitching in his legs, it was all signs that I was pleasuring him.
“If you want it, baby, you got it.” He gripped the back of my head with both hands and fucked my mouth. He never pushed too far, but he gave me as much as I could handle. A strangled, guttural sound escaped his mouth as his hot burst of cum slid down my throat. He tasted absolutely delicious. I swallowed every bit of his release, being sure not to waste a drop.
Assuming Luke was a one nut wonder; I stood up on my shaky legs and chastely kissed him, gathering my clothes from the floor.
“What are you doing, Dallas?” he asked his voice still in command. I just stood there staring at him. What did he mean? I knew how the game was played. Never suck a man’s dick until he comes. If you do, be sure to have what you wanted first. If not, you would be left high and dry. I was fine with that from Luke; giving him pleasure was like pleasuring me.
He grabbed the clothes from my hands, tossing them back to the floor, and then had me in his arms, kissing me so hard it almost hurt. He picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist and carried me into his bedroom, never breaking the kiss. Gently, he laid me down on the bed, and covered his body with mine.
“No good deed ever goes unpunished, babe,” he said, sliding two fingers inside me. My moan was so loud it surprised me. I was still slightly sore from yesterday but his fingers were just the right size to not cause me any discomfort. He worked his fingers in and out of me. His mouth found my hard nipples and sucked with just the right amount of pressure. He knew exactly what to do to me and the feeling was mind blowing. He slid down my body, his fingers still inside me. His mouth found my clit and when I began to come, he finger-fucked me harder. I moaned loudly, my fingers clawing at the covers beneath me.
Before my mind could register what was happening, he was inside me-moving in and out of me with ease. He didn’t bury himself completely in me and I was thankful for that. I didn’t know if I could take it.
He sat up, pushing my legs far apart and grabbing my thighs, lifting my ass off the bed. The feeling was so intense that within moments, I was coming again. As soon as my body started to shudder, he drove deeper filling me completely. When my breathing slowed, so did he. He placed his thumb on my clit, rubbing small circles around it. “I want you to come for me again, baby.”
“I can’t,” I moaned breathlessly. It was already too much.
“Yes, you can,” he breathed in my ear.
“Please, I can’t handle any more.” I couldn’t. My body was not strong enough.
With one arm he lifted me again and he hit the spot. I shattered beneath him and he slammed into me, flooding me with his release. After a moment, Luke pulled out of me then pulling the covers back, placed me underneath and showered my face with kisses.
“Sleep, baby.”
I woke after an indeterminate amount of time. I lay there gathering my thoughts. Over the past two days, I had done nothing but sleep, eat and make love to the most amazing guy that I had ever met. I could get use to a life like this. I looked over at the clock and jumped out of bed. Shit. It was Monday morning and I was late.
“Luke!” I yelled, while jumping in the shower. I screamed as the cold water blasted me. “Luke!” I yelled again. I was hoping that he would call Lindsey for me and have her bring me some clothes to the office. If he could get me there in an hour, I would only have to reschedule my first meeting.
“Dallas!” Luke sounded frantic.
“I’m in here.” I was rinsing the shampoo from my hair when he jerked the shower door open.
“What’s wrong?” he asked breathless.
“Will you call Lindsey for me?” I asked, hurriedly washing my body.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” he asked, furiously. “I thought something was wrong. I was under the carport when I heard you yell, and then you screamed. You scared the shit out of me, Dallas.”
“I’m sorry, but can you yell at me later? I’m going to be late. Will you please call Lindsey for me and ask her to bring me something to wear to the office and move my nine o’clock appointment? If we hurry, I can be there by ten.” I didn’t have time for this right now. I had a lot of shit to do today.
“Dallas, its eight thirty in the evening.” What? Luke opened the cabinet under the sink and threw me a towel. “Don’t you ever do that shit to me again,” he said, pointing his finger at me. “Get dressed.” He stormed out of the bathroom and I was left standing there feeling like a complete idiot. I dried off then rummaged through his dresser to find a t-shirt. Luke walked into the bedroom, on the phone carrying a duffel bag.
“We are leaving now just get somebody out here,” he growled into the phone. “No, the prick was on foot. He was wearing yellow and blue colors. Yes, I’m sure; do I look like a fucking idiot to you?” His eyes found mine, and then scanned me from head to toe. “You ready?” he snapped.
“I just need some pants,” I mumbled. What was wrong? I had never seen Luke so furious.
“Come here,” he said to me, still holding the phone to his ear. I slowly approached him. He was kneeling down, digging something out from under the bed. When I was close enough to touch him, he turned and grabbed a pair of sweats out of the dresser. “Look, I don’t have time for this shit. I am taking Dallas home. I’ll call you on my way back through.” He hollered into the phone, and then ended the call, sliding his phone into his pocket.
Still on one knee, Luke held out the pants for me to step into. He looked tired, angry, and somewhat worried. I started to ask him what was wrong, but he cursed under his breath and grabbed his phone from his pocket. “What?” he snapped again, but this time he sounded a little exasperated. I held onto his shoulders while he dressed me.
When my pants were on, he stood, grabbed my hand and the duffel bag and led me out to the carport. “I’m pulling out now,” he said to the person on the other end of the phone. Luke opened the driver’s side door of the truck and ushered me in. I moved across the seat and he climbed in behind me. I noticed when we pulled out that the shop doors were open.
“The shop door is open,” I said softly.
“It’s called a clubhouse and I know,” he said seething. Geez. What was up his ass?
“What’s wrong?” I asked cautiously. He was still on the phone, but he must have been put on hold.
“Nothing. I’ll drop you off then I have some stuff to handle. I’ll pick you up from work tomorrow.”
“Luke, have I done something wrong?” I asked. I wanted him to talk to me. I thought if I played my innocent card that he would open up. Someone came back on the line and my question went unanswered. I only caught tiny bits of his conversation after that and none of it made sense to me. He was being very evasive and it bothered me.
Something had gone wrong and either he was hiding it from me or someone had pissed him off and he was taking it out on me. Either way, I wanted some answers. When he hung up the phone, he immediately turned the volume on the radio up and I knew that I wouldn’t get anything from him.
We soon pulled into my driveway and he opened the gate without a problem. Pulling under my carport, he answered his phone, once again, ignoring me completely. Before I could even open my door, he had his truck in reverse; ready to leave. I had never felt so alone or hurt. I found my hidden key and unlocked the door. I replaced the key in its hiding spot, and then entered the house leaving Luke and all his problems in my driveway.
Chapter 13
At that moment all I wanted was to crawl under the covers of my bed and cry myself to sleep. So many questions were on my mind. Why was he being so ugly to me? Was he mad because I got my hours mixed up? Was he mad because I asked him to call Lindsey? He could
have taken two minutes to talk to me. Even if he didn’t want me to know, he could have had the courtesy of telling me that it was none of my business. If it was about me, then I deserved to know. Instead of talking to me, he had hollered or just not said anything at all.
Neo greeted me in the living room and even he could tell that something was wrong. I patted his head and he dutifully followed me into the bedroom. I crawled under the covers, Neo in tow, and was crying before my head hit the pillow. How could a man make me so happy one minute, then have me in tears the next? Ever since I met him, my life had been turned upside down. I cried more in the last two weeks than I had in my entire life. I was so sick of this. One minute he was mad, then he was happy, then he was a sex God, then he was bossing me around. He was giving me whiplash with his mood swings, and I was starting to regret ever meeting him. I wanted to be myself again, someone who didn’t have time for a man or a relationship.
“Dallas,” I heard Luke call from the kitchen. I was hoping that if I didn’t answer he would just go away, even though deep down I knew I didn’t want him to. I could sense Luke’s presence. I didn’t even have to turn over to know that he was behind me. I tried to keep my breathing level, but my snotty nose betrayed me and I sniffed.
“Dallas, baby, I’m sorry,” Luke said, crawling under the covers with me and wrapping me in his arms. The sweet sound of his voice and the touch of his strong hands made me cry harder.
“Why are you so fucking mean sometimes? I didn’t even d-do anything,” I stammered. “And if I d-did why don’t you just tell me.”
“Shh, baby. You didn’t do anything. I just didn’t want to worry you. Protecting you and taking care of you is what I want to do more than anything, and earlier I couldn’t do that,” he said, rocking me in his arms. “While you were sleeping, I was in the Harley Room, tinkering on my bike, when I heard the kitchen door close. I assumed it was you so I didn’t pay any attention to it. A few minutes later, I sensed something was wrong and went to find you. You were still in the bed sleeping, but the door was open. I heard a glass break and ran outside to find someone had broken into the club house. The guy took off through the woods and I was beginning to chase him when I heard you holler my name. Then I heard you scream and I panicked. I called the club and they told me to get out; that they would handle it. I wanted to handle it myself. I wanted to track him down and hurt him, but I knew that I couldn’t leave you. I’m not use to feeling like that Dallas. It’s very new to me.”
Oh wow. I had no idea. My tears had stopped, but my body tensed with worry. What if something would have happened to him? Luke was busy looking after me, but who was looking after him? I remembered the sickening feeling that I had at the bar when he went outside to fight those guys. I didn’t even know him then, and now that I did; that feeling had only intensified.
“I’m so sorry,” I whispered, turning to bury my face in his chest.
“You did nothing wrong,” Luke said, looking me in the eyes. He looked like he had aged a few years in just the past several hours.
“Please, don’t leave me,” I begged. I was not worried about my own safety. No one could get to him out here, but if he went back to his house then he was fair game. He had said many times that he wanted to protect me. I knew that if I asked him to stay, that he would. Especially if he thought that I feared for my safety. He looked torn and I felt like shit. I knew he wanted to be there with his brothers. He didn’t like sitting on the sidelines, but his safety was not only important to me but to everyone else, too. If someone was after Luke, then this was the safest place for him to be.
I heard a phone ring and realized it was mine. Who would be calling me?
“I got it,” Luke said, leaning over and grabbing my phone from my clutch on the end table. “What you want, Red?” Luke asked, answering my phone. “Really?” What was she saying? “Okay, hang on.” He handed me the phone and rolled his eyes.
“Hello?”
“Dallas, do you have a blue pair of heels?” Red asked, surprising me completely.
“Um. Yeah, I think so.”
“Can you please go look and maybe tell me what other colors you have?”
Well, this was weird. “Yeah sure, hang on,” I said, getting out of bed and heading into my closet. Luke was concentrating hard on his phone and paying no attention to me. “Okay, I have several different blues I ha-.”
“Dallas,” Red said, cutting me off. “Listen very carefully to me. I don’t care what you do or how you have to do it, but I need you to keep Luke there tonight. I can’t go into detail, but please. Consider it a favor for the club.” I knew whatever was going on was not good, and the urgency in Red’s voice was enough for me to do anything she asked.
“Okay, I can do that,” I answered her. “Is everything okay?”
“I’ll talk to you tomorrow, and Dallas… Thank you.” She hung up and I walked back into the bedroom to find Luke still lying in my bed.
“What did she want?” Luke asked, never looking up.
“To borrow my Jimmy Choo’s, but they’re the wrong size.” I said, quite convincingly.
“Babe, I have to go,” he said standing. Shit. I had to think fast. I thought I had convinced him to stay, but apparently not.
“Luke, please don’t leave me,” I whined.
“You will be fine, darlin’. I promise, no one is going to mess with you out here. Come, lock the door behind me.”
“Luke, wait!” I said a little too anxiously.
“Baby, nothing is going to hurt you. They were after me,” he said soothingly. I ran into his arms and without even trying, I was sobbing into his neck.
“Whoa, babe. Are you that upset?” He asked, smoothing my hair and kissing my cheek.
“Yes. Please, don’t leave me.” I begged, exaggerating my sobs.
“Baby, I won’t let anything happen to you, but I have to go. I’ll send a prospect or I’ll take you to Lindsey’s.”
“I s-saw him, Luke,” I announced, surprising myself when I said it.
“What?” Luke asked, pulling me from his chest so he could look at my face.
“I saw him. He was standing beside me and he touched my face.” There was a special place in hell for liars as good as myself, but this was my last resort and I prayed it would work.
“He touched you?” Luke asked, completely shocked by my admission. I nodded my head, and with an enormous amount of effort, I forced my body into sobs and shudders. I felt him dig something out of his pocket. Without letting go of me, he grabbed his phone and dialed a number.
“Tiny, I’m staying at Dallas’s. Call me in the morning and let me know what you find. Be careful, brother.” I didn’t hear Tiny’s response, but I knew he was glad that Luke was not coming.
“Come on, baby, let’s go to bed.” Luke pulled the covers back and after undressing, joined me in the bed and wrapped me in his arms. “Baby, I am so sorry. No one will ever get that close to you again. I promise.” I felt guilty for lying to him, but I was asked to keep him safe and that’s exactly what I planned to do.
Luke and I didn’t get much sleep that night. It seemed his phone rang every hour-waking me and him. He would get up and go into the next room to talk, but I stayed awake until he came back each time. When my alarm went off at seven o’clock, I felt like I had just gone to sleep. I drug myself into the shower, hoping the hot water would wake me. I wondered what had become of the man that broke into the clubhouse and why did he do it? Tonight, I would see Red and squeeze as much information from her as possible.
When I came out of the shower, Luke was still asleep in bed. Not wanting to wake him, I slid into my closet and closed the door behind me. I dried my long hair as quickly as possible, curled the ends, and applied my makeup using only some light blush, mascara and coral colored lip gloss. I chose a sleeveless, white crepe dress that came to just above my knees and accessorized it with a thin orange belt around the waist. I grabbed a pair of bright orange pumps to match the belt, some diamond
studs for my ears, and my usual watch and bracelet. Satisfied with my appearance, I packed a quick bag for tonight; consisting of some jeans, a white fitted t-shirt and my black ankle boots with a low heel. I walked out of the closet to find Luke no longer in bed.
“Luke?” I called. Wondering where he had wandered off to.
“I’m in the kitchen, babe,” he answered. Luke was sitting at the bar with two steaming cups of coffee in front of him. As I approached, he turned to stare at me and his eyebrows shot up in surprise, but he quickly recovered, giving me his signature smirk. “You look good, babe. Real good. The color orange suits you.”
I walked into his arms, planting a kiss on his lips with a loud smack and sat down to join him. “Well, what’s the news?” I asked, picking up my coffee and taking a big sip. Damn, Luke could make some good coffee, just how I liked it; strong and dark.
“Nothing, yet. The guy took off. We don’t even know who it was.” He looked like he was thinking hard, and I didn’t want our morning to be anything like last night so I quickly changed the subject.
“Where are we going tonight?” I asked, flashing my best smile. His eyes softened and he smiled back.
“Shenanigans. Ever been there?”
“Once, a band I like played there. The Glitter Boys.”
“Ah. Gotta love The Glitter Boys,” he said playfully. Luke seemed to be in a good mood, but I could tell he had a lot on his mind. I was hoping that having a break from me would give him plenty of time to handle it. I still felt like a jerk for lying to him, but I kept reminding myself that it was the right thing to do. I knew in my heart that he would have done the same for me.
“I have to go. Make yourself at home. I’ll see you around five.” I leaned over, giving him a quick kiss and left.
Chapter 14
At nine o’clock, just as I was about to start my first meeting of the day, a large bouquet of flowers were delivered to me. The card read, “missing you already.” My heart fluttered at such a sweet gesture. Luke knew how to brighten my day. At ten o’clock, another delivery was made. This time it was a dozen white roses, a balloon that had a picture of a black lab on it, and a card that read, “Neo misses you, too. He also watered the roses.” I giggled like a schoolgirl and inhaled the sweet scented roses.
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