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"Suck it," I snarled, shoving my dick past the lips glistening with her own release until the head hit the back of her throat. I groaned at the feel of her warm mouth swallowing me, her little tongue already sliding along the thick vein running down the length. I pulled out to the head where she stuck the tip of her tongue into the slit. "Fuck, baby." My hips shot forward.
I buried my hands in her hair and watched her give me the best blowjob I'd ever had. Her talented little mouth nearly drove me wild. Hot, wet, she knew when to suck; she knew when to use her tongue and teeth. She knew where all the pleasure points were.
"Jesus, you're fucking good at this." She looked like an angel at my feet, her mouth and hands taking turns working my dick and balls until the muscles in my thighs began to quiver. Her moans vibrated around my dick, and I nearly lost it when she made the mistake of casting those mesmerizing eyes up at me, her lips wrapped around my dick.
I was almost there. "In about three seconds I'm going to unload enough cum down your throat to choke you, baby. It's your decision." I continued thrusting, waiting for Jolene to pull away, but she surprised me by taking me even deeper. She used her throat muscles to squeeze me into losing control, and that was all it fucking took for me to explode down her throat.
"Aaagghh!" I grunted savagely, emptying my balls and giving Jolene every drop I had. She tried to keep up, but after a few squirts I could see cum pooling at the corners of her mouth. Nothing looked as fucking sexy as a beautiful woman on her knees, sucking your dick.
I pulled her to her feet. My dick was still hard and pulsing as I picked Jolene up and headed toward my bedroom with her legs wrapped around me. Panting, she wrapped her arms around my neck and buried her face in the crook of my neck.
"Where are you taking me?" I could hear the smile in her purring voice.
"I want to fuck you in my bed," I explained gruffly.
She laughed huskily. "Don't you need some down time?"
I snorted. "Tell that to my dick." The fucker was bobbing between my legs, growing harder by the second. She began to use her teeth on me, sending lightning bolts through my body.
"Why don't you like me, LD?"
She was impossible. "You want to talk about that now?" I lowered us to my bed.
She rained hot little kisses along my neck. "Yes."
I reared back and glared into her lust-filled eyes. Her nipples were so hard they nearly poked right through the knit material of her sweater. I couldn't think of anything but getting her naked. "Well, I don't." I reached for the hem and easily pulled it up and over her head with a little help from Jolene. My eyes landed on her perfect tits. I was going to fuck them, too, before the night was over.
With a teasing smile on her face, she took her tits into her hands and gave them a squeeze. I grunted my approval, taking hold of the waist of her pants and yanking them and her boots down and off her body before tossing them onto the floor. She was completely naked, with the exception of her soaked panties, staring up at me with an invitation that I intended to take her up on.
I kept my eyes trained on hers and took a minute to kick off my boots and then strip. Her eyes moved over every inch of me, her expression reflecting that she liked what she saw. I let her have her fill, palming my dick and giving it a few slow tugs. The quirky smile spreading across her lips would have tempted a saint to sin.
Slowly I lowered myself back onto the bed. I trailed my hands up her legs, skimming her thighs as I made my way back to her pussy. The musky scent of her cunt pulled a groan from me. I lost control and buried my face against the damp warmth, breathing in deeply. "You're a fucking drug to me," I rasped almost angrily, sliding my hands beneath her ass and lifting her at an angle.
"LD!" she rasped, clenching her hands into the bed sheets.
I ran my tongue over the material covering her mound, bit at the plump pussy lips, and then ripped the panties from her body in a single tug. "Let me at that fucking pussy." I didn't give Jolene time to question what I was going to do. I took my dick in my hand, moved into position, and slammed home. "Fuucckk!" I groaned as her pussy clamped down tightly around my dick. "You have a greedy cunt, baby."
Jolene's hands traveled over my body, her nails shredding my back before her hands settled on my ass. I pulled out and then thrust back in, grunting with pleasure when those same nails clenched into my flesh. Her pussy was so fucking tight around me, squeezing my dick to hold me inside. But I was stronger than her, and while I let her have some control, there was no question that I was the one in charge.
"I'm going to fuck you all night long," I grated, picking up speed.
"I like the sound of that," she purred, meeting my eyes with a trust and willingness that worried me.
I didn't want Jolene to think that this was going to change anything. We were fucking, and that was all. So why the fuck were flashes of her in my future, of a blonde-haired little boy or girl playing with my brother's children, taunt me with something that I knew I would never have? Even at night, in my sleep, this woman haunted my dreams with images beyond today.
I shook my head free of the thoughts that didn't belong there, and fucked Jolene like the unfeeling monster that I was. Hard. Fast. Not allowing her time to breathe, reveling in the soft grunts that I pulled from her in response to my roughness. I held nothing back, slamming into her hard, determined to leave her achy and bruised. Her nails clawed at my back, I felt her teeth testing the flesh of my shoulder.
"Hands above your head," I growled, continuing the pace. I reveled in the pain she was inflicting, but I was close to exploding and wanted to delay the inevitable.
"LD—"
"Do it now, Jolene."
She complied reluctantly, and the second her arms were above her head, I reached up and grabbed both wrists. "Sheath those claws for another time, baby," I grated; sweat dripping off my brow and onto her.
"I…still have…my teeth," she threatened lightly.
I grinned. "Go for it, baby."
She did, and I knew she was going to win because she didn't just nibble. No, the woman bit down hard on my shoulder. Snarling like a wounded animal, I easily flipped her onto her belly and pulled her up until her ass was in the air. I swiped my hand through her slick pussy before slamming inside her once again. She cried out but I kept going, knowing the new position was hitting all kinds of different places inside her. I made sure to hit her G-spot with bruising force.
The tingling at the base of my spine warned that I was going to come. My balls tightened, my dick swelled, and with a groan of pleasure I blasted deep inside Jolene, holding her tight against me. I couldn't remember having ever come so hard or so much. I thought my fucking heart was going to pound right out of my chest as I panted for air.
"Fuck," I grunted, slowly relaxing against her.
She turned her face to the side and gasped for breath through strands of wet hair. "Understatement," she said in a weak tone. "You've officially ruined me for other men."
That was a sobering thought. "Then I guess I've accomplished what I set out to do." Shit! What the fuck was I saying? I pulled my dick out and rolled onto my back. Jolene collapsed against the bed but turned her face my way.
I could see the question in her eyes. "Usually when a man sets out to ruin a woman for anyone but him, it means he wants her for himself."
I had to give her credit for finding the courage to put her thoughts into words, but they weren't words that I wanted to hear or deal with at the moment. I realized that I was fighting Jolene all the way, and asked myself why. What man wouldn't welcome a sexy goddess into his bed, or his life, for that matter? I'd never given much thought to finding another woman to take Caroline's place, and yet it seemed to be happening now.
Christ.
It had happened.
I did want Jolene, and realizing just how badly I wanted her fucking scared me, a killer. Because in my world, having a woman wasn't a simple thing. It complicated the shit out of things. Especially when the woman was one who hadn't been brought up around an MC. But Jolene’s inexperience with club life didn't concern me nearly as much as what was going on in my club right now and the consequences that she could suffer as my woman because of it. We still had to find Dogface and the few remaining IBMC. He had it out for me for killing his brother, and now for annihilating his club. If he found out I had a woman that would put Jolene in danger.
"You've been quiet a long time," she said.
I released a heavy sigh. "Thinking."
"Oh, yeah?" She pulled herself up until she was lying half over my chest. There was a timid smile on her lips, but there was worry in her eyes. "Are you going back to hating me?"
"I never hated you, Jolene."
"Well, you didn't exactly like me."
"That hasn't changed." I saw the hurt in her eyes and fuck, were they glistening with tears? I was a fucking bastard for purposely hurting her when it wasn’t her fault that I couldn't handle my feelings for her. She started to move away, but I wrapped an arm around her, stopping her. "I'm not good with words—"
"Obviously." A lone tear made its way down her cheek, gutting me. "I don't know if I can keep doing this, LD. It's getting too painful, wanting someone as badly as I want you and knowing you only want me for sex."
"No. You're wrong. If all I wanted you for was sex, it would be easy."
"Then what is it?"
I stared into her glossy eyes knowing that once the words left my mouth I wouldn't be able to take them back. I was getting angry with myself. I spoke through my actions, and it suddenly occurred to me that that's exactly what I'd been doing with Jolene, showing her how much I wanted her, and then being purposely cruel by pushing her away, simply because I couldn't deal.
"You're a stronger woman than I am a man," I finally admitted.
"You're so wrong, LD. I know you'd rather show how you're feeling through your actions, but it's hard to read you when your actions are so contradictory."
Fuck, she was right, and it was because I was fighting the attraction between us. I'd made up my mind a long fucking time ago that I'd never put myself in a situation where I cared for someone so much that it would destroy me if they were taken away. I'd convinced myself that going through life alone, with just my club and my brothers, was enough.
There was honest emotion in Jolene’s eyes that demanded that I be straightforward with her. All I could think of to say was, "I want you."
A half-sob, half-snort of laughter left her. "Right this minute?"
I could understand why she’d interpreted my words to mean that I wanted her sexually. I was growing hard beneath her knee. "Maybe longer." I decided to clarify, because she deserved it. "We could eat. Then come back for rounds four and five."
Her smile was instant and took up her whole face. "Rounds four and five? What happened to round three?" she asked in a mischievous tone.
I growled and pulled her beneath me.
"Round three happens now."
Chapter 28
Jolene
LD had very little food in his fridge that I hadn't brought the day before. Eggs, bread, and butter would have to do for lunch, along with some of the leftover ham. We'd gobbled up the rest, and then gone back to bed for rounds four and five as promised, ending with round eight, after which we finally fell asleep sometime in the early morning hours, totally worn out.
A warm feeling came over me as I remembered the night in LD's bed. His stamina was something else, his experience and generosity in delivering as much pleasure as pain amazing. The man had skills, and he'd taught me a thing or two about my own body. Right now I felt sore and achy, even after the long, hot shower I'd taken before slipping on one of his t-shirts and coming out to the kitchen to fix us something to eat.
It was noon time. LD was getting a shower. I was a little anxious as I wondered what his mood would be like once he made an appearance. Would he revert back to his old, cold self with me? I hoped that we'd entered a different phase in our unusual relationship. I'd surprised myself when I'd admitted to him that I wanted him, and I hadn't been lying when I'd said that I didn't know how much longer I could go on the way things were. It was painful to be rejected by a man who seemed to worship your body in a very consuming and caring way.
LD wanted me, I knew that in my heart, but he was afraid of the emotional strings in a relationship. That was why he’d pushed me away as soon as the sex had cooled down. I could understand that, knowing what he'd been through. But it had to end sooner or later. He had to see that we had something.
I flipped over the pieces of ham, and then stirred the scrambled eggs. Suddenly, arms snaked around me from behind and I started, before relaxing against LD with a satisfied smile. Showing affection like this was a big move for him. "How did you sneak up on me so quietly?"
"I have hidden talents." He murmured the words against the side of my neck, his warm breath causing me to shiver.
Another first, a teasing LD. Smiling wider, I sighed and turned around in his arms. "You certainly do." I glanced up at him, willing to let him make the first move, even though I wanted to kiss him like crazy.
"Smells good."
"You hungry?"
His eyes darkened. "Always when you're around." I could see a muscle leap in his strong jaw. "I'm fucking addicted to you, baby. Can't seem to get enough. I want you right fucking now."
I laughed softly, my heart expanding with emotion. "Want me to turn off the stove?"
He shook his head, surprising me. "No. We eat. Then we talk." Oh, no! That couldn't be good. "Then we fuck."
Relief surged through me, but I was cautious in revealing it. "Round nine?" I teased.
His hand dropped to the edge of my shirt, lifted it, and climbed up my thigh. "How sore are you?"
Since I wasn't wearing underwear his fingers flicked across my bare mound. "Sore enough to be reminded of how good you made me feel. Not so sore that I couldn't go a few more rounds." Something crackled behind me. Guessing my next move, LD removed his hand and stepped back, allowing me to turn back to the stove. I turned off the ham and put the pan on the back burner next to the pan of eggs.
"I'll get the coffee," he said, moving away.
The man had a coffee station set up at the far end of the counter and I'd already made a pot. I shot him a glance and caught my breath. I hadn't noticed until now that all he had on was a towel around his waist, hanging low on his hips and stopping right at his knees. I already knew what LD looked like naked, the man was built like a fucking God, but seeing him like this, barefoot, his long hair still wet from his shower, looking so domestic, aroused me.
I swallowed hard and busied myself with fixing us each a plate of food. I met him at the table. "So, what does LD stand for?" I sat down across from him.
He paused from taking a bite of ham, surprise registering on his face. A minute passed before he finally said, "Lloyd Dyson."
"Lloyd Dyson, nice name." I stuffed a forkful of eggs into my mouth and chewed. "I had a science teacher once named Lloyd. He was tall and skinny as a string bean. Wore these little round glasses, and his hair was combed over the top to hide his bald spot." I met LD's quiet gaze. "Thank God you look nothing like him."
"What's your point?"
I shrugged. "Just making conversation. You're big and burly and sexy as hell. You've got lots of hair, and tattoos, and, um, have stamina." I took a drink of coffee.
His brows shot up at that. "Eat your breakfast, baby. We'll talk afterwards."
Okay, then. No small talk to fill in the silence or camouflage the sounds of us eating and drinking. That shouldn't have surprised me. LD preferred silence. I wondered what he wanted to talk about later. Us? I tried to decipher his mood, thinking back to the stove when he'd wound his arms around me. That wasn't a man intent to send me away. No, that had been a man accepting a situation between him and me and dealing with it…right? Lord, I sure hoped so, because my heart was involved now.
Did I love LD? I wasn't sure what love was, but I knew that I had feelings for him. Deep feelings that went far beyond the smoking hot sex.
He finished before I did, pushing his plate away and sitting back in his chair. Our eyes met, but as usual, I couldn't tell what he was thinking. He picked up his coffee cup and took a sip, staring at me over the rim, making me nervous. I breathed a little sigh of relief when his gaze dropped to the shirt I was wearing.
He set his cup down. "You look good in my shirt."
I smiled, swallowing the last bite of my eggs. I pulled the neck up to my nose. "I like how it smells." It smelled of him, and I intended to keep it.
He didn't smile back, but the look in his eyes revealed that my comment satisfied him.
Pushing back his chair to get up, he reached for his plate at the same time. "I'm going to put something on."
There should be a law against covering up a body like his. While he was gone I cleaned up the few dishes and was putting them away when LD walked back into the room wearing a pair of low hanging sweats. He surprised me by holding out his hand for me to take. I took it and let him lead me through the house and out a back door. We ended up on a back patio with a view of a rocky stream running parallel to the house and the Black Mountains beyond.
"Nice view." My gaze went to a hammock swinging between two trees close to the water's edge, but LD chose to sit on the canopied double chaise lounge on the patio. He pulled me down with him. "You must love living here," I said once I was settled against the cushions.
"Don't come here very often."
I looked at him for an explanation.
"Bought this place because it was cheap, thought it would be a good place to retire some day. Been fixing it up when I have the time."
"What you've done so far is beautiful."
He grunted his response.
"So is this where you come when you want to get away from everything?"
"Yep."
"Does it help?"
He narrowed his eyes on me.
"Does running away help you to forget?"
It was the wrong choice of words, but it was too late to take them back now. I braced myself because LD looked like he was set to blast me. Instead he took a breath and focused straight ahead.
