Vapor's Blaze (Savage Legion MC, Book 7)

Chapter 13

Vapor

Talk about being floored. Once we got back to my shop, I was half expecting an ear bashing from Trix, especially when I told her about her friend being in our clubhouse cells. I don’t know what it is about this woman, but I want to protect her from the world. The thought of her being married off like a piece of property disgusts me and I am going to try and make sure that doesn’t happen. The thought of her being with anyone else also sends a sharp stab of jealousy through me. I know it’s crazy to think we could ever be together, but maybe one last night will give both of us memories to sustain us through whatever the future brings.

“You’ve got options. I’ll take you far away and help you get set up some place where they’ll never find you.” Moving closer, I take one of her hands in mine. “And if you decide you want to stay here with me, I’ll fight for you.”

Slipping her arms around me, she murmurs. “That’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever said to me, I only wish it was possible.”

Pride rises in my chest to hear her kind words. I wrap her up in a bear hug. “Just so you know, we can cuddle and talk if you find that you’re not up to sex.”

“I’m the one who asked you for sex, remember?”

Pride and lust war for top place in my mind right now. “How could I forget getting an invitation from the woman I’ve been obsessing over. I’m crushing on you so hard it hurts.”

“Same. I know I freaked out a little when I found out you were with the Savage Legion but I’m slowly coming to the conclusion that you’re not all bad men.”

I want to say something sarcastic, but she’s been through enough. So instead, I scoop her up and carry her to the bathroom so we can both have a nice relaxing shower.

When I reach for the shower, she suggests, “How about we have a bath together? A long soak would be amazing about now.”

My eyes glance over to the tub, I don’t think in all the years this shop has been a tattoo parlor that anyone has used it. But I quickly start throwing out the boxes of dressings and antibacterial wipes that are piled up in it.

Once it’s empty, I turn on the faucet. Thoughts of lounging naked with her in a warm bath seems both luxurious and relaxing and I squirt in some shower gel, so we have bubbles. It might not be the romantic candlelit bath of dreams, but it’s the best I can do. We always have music playing in the shop when we work. It’s usually Haze or Tank’s choice of classic rock, but I plug in my iPod and dial up some ambient chill out music.

When I turn around, she’s already removed her clothing and let her long blond hair down.

“You’re even more beautiful than I remember. Every time we’re together, it just makes me appreciate you all the more. I love how sensual your touch is and how you taste. I’m eager for that experience again,” I say as I start to pull off my t-shirt.

“Sometimes I feel like we have a mutual admiration society going between us. You’re hands down the most attractive man I’ve ever been with.”

She steps forward and helps me out of my shirt and then her hands drop to unbutton my pants. The zipper gives way as she slides her hands down into my boxers to cup my balls. I suck in a sharp breath, “You have soft hands.”

She slides her palms across my ball sack, spiking my lust. “I’ve been dying to go another round with you. It’s strange how all the drama in my life gets pushed aside in my mind when being with you becomes a possibility.”

Her words hit me right in the feels. Everything about this woman is precious. She’s worth fighting for, dying for if needs be. “I love how open we can be with each other, it makes me feel more connected to you.” I glance away, embarrassed to be so emotionally vulnerable.

She kisses my chest and shoves my jeans off my hips. When she turns to get into the tub, I kick off my shoes and step the rest of the way out of my pants and join her. I sit behind and she leans back against my chest. We fit perfectly in the tub. I leisurely soap my hands and run them over her stomach, breasts, and neck. Her soft groans of pleasure make my cock throb with need. She moves slightly, letting me know that my cock is stabbing her in the back. I reach down to readjust.

“Sorry about that. My cock has a mind of his own if you remember.”

“Don’t apologize. I take the eagerness as a compliment.”

I slide one hand between her legs. What about you, sweetheart? Are you wet and craving my hard cock tonight?

Laughing, she starts kicking her feet and splashing water out of the tub as my fingers find her clit. “Being with you is so much fun.”

In a more serious tone, I say, “I wish we could stay like this forever, I love being with you too, Trix.”

She lifts her legs, putting one on each side of the tub and I make her come twice. My cock was rock hard and when she squirmed in ecstasy it was all I could do not to shoot my load. I was so hard and eager to fuck her. The small tub was definitely not the ideal location for sex, so after half an hour we moved to the bed.

She eagerly climbs onto my bed and lies back exposing herself to me. I stand there, stroking my cock to the glorious sight of her. “You ready for my cock or do you want to enjoy my tongue first?”

“I want your cock.” After a slight pause she states, “You seem reluctant to turn around. Is that my imagination?”

“I have full back tattoo of my club emblem. I don’t want to remind you that I’m the outsider, an enemy to your family’s MC. We’re tryin’ to forget all that shit tonight.”

She makes the turn around gesture with one finger. I do as she asks and hear her gasp. “Wow, it’s beautiful. I was never proud of the Hellfire Hounds tattoos on our club members because it represented crime and human misery to me.”

“It’s a one percent club. The Legion is just the opposite. All our businesses are above board.” I feel I need to stress that, just in case she had any doubts.

“I know. The Hounds call you Boy Scouts and they don’t mean that as a compliment. But I think being part of a club with strong morals, and a sense of right and wrong is something you should take pride in.”

Turing around, I look down at her. “Enough about the clubs, tonight it’s just us, darlin’.”

She grins when she catches sight of my massive hard-on and holds her arms out for me to come to her.

Right before I join her on the bed, she tells me, “I want to taste you, just like you did for me last time.”

“Oral sex isn’t a quid pro quo, Trix. I do it because I love the way you taste and the way you move when you come.”

“I want to experience those things with you too. I’ll bet you taste amazing as well.”

The thought of Trix sucking my cock did things to me, made all my possessive instincts come to the fore. I gaze down at her with lust filling every corner of my mind.

I stroke my thick cock right in front of her face and then lift my hands away, offering myself to her. I’d been hard since I’d removed my clothing. Gripping my rod in her hand, she announces. “You are one sexy, well-manscaped guy.”

She looks like she wants to say something, but she doesn’t. The other times we’ve had sex it was dark and frantic, I guess like I was enjoying seeing her body, she was getting an eyeful of mine and exploring every square inch of my cock took all her attention. She traces her finger over the intricate tribal tattoo that wraps around the base of my shaft. Strange to say, but she makes me feel pretty.

I appreciate the loving gesture and touch her cheek tenderly. “Trix, you’re the only woman who really gets me.”

“You’re not all that complicated. All I had to do to figure you out, was to pay attention when you talk. Your words and deeds match up enough for me to believe you’re a genuinely nice person.”

Without further distraction, she sucks my cock into her warm, welcoming mouth. Pulling out again her tongue traces up one side and down the other. She chases and teases my veins with her tongue tip. This woman is pure pleasure as she takes her time giving me pleasure. Wrapping her lips over the tip, she takes me into her mouth again. Well, the first third of me, anyway, I’m not sure she’s up to deep throating but if she wants all of me, then that’s what she’s gonna have to do. She sucks as she teases me with her tongue.

Grabbing her by the shoulders, I pull her up. “That’s about enough of that. I’m on edge and I ain’t gonna last if you keep doing that.”

Gently turning her around, I pull her back against my body and run my hands over her soft skin. Unhurried, I rouse her lust to match my own. Two clues give away my true excitement, my fingers tremble slightly as they stop to caress her nipple, and my massive erection never wavers.

“Most guys would be trying to shove their cock in me by now, Vapor.”

“Well, I’m not like that. I’d rather take my time and enjoy every single second of what little time we have together.”

“And I’m loving it,” she says with a lazy smile.

I trace my fingers down her spine, resting my hand on her ass. “Remember what you said about stolen moments/ I’ve thought about it and decided that you’re right. They’re better because they come out of the blue when you’re least expecting them.”

She turns her head to look at me over her shoulder, her eyes reflecting a wealth of admiration and warmth. “I’ll bet you always take care of the people you care about. I’m lucky to be one of those people, even temporarily.”

“I’m going to make sure you always remember I was the man who realized you were worth fighting for, sweetness.”

I pull her to her knees so her back is against my chest. After caressing her breasts and nipples, I slide one hand down over her smooth stomach and between her legs.

Slipping one finger between her folds, I easily find her sweet spot and she moans.

“Do you really think I’m worth fighting for, Vapor?”

“Yes. I want to spend anywhere between the night and a lifetime with you.”

“If you were thinking clearly, you’d know your real problem is not how much time we get to spend together. It’s what will happen if my family finds out we’re together. I’m literally sleeping with the enemy.”

My hand pauses. “My whole club has agreed to fight a club war over you, Trix. I’ve never met a woman who pulled so many feelings out of me before.”

She turns around and faces me, letting me have my fill of her body. “I can tell you’re still worried about my situation. Let’s put all that out of mind and just enjoy the moment, alright?” With that she lets her legs fall apart so I can see how wet her pussy is.

I nod and come down on top of her. When we kiss our arousal spikes and suddenly, we’re rolling around on the bed, entwined around each other. Feeling the soft glide her skin against mine does it for me every single time. I reach up and hit the volume on the speakers, if there’s one way to blot out everything but the present moment, it’s music.

Trix smiles up at me. “Way to make this a special occasion, Vapor.”

Fucking to the music that first drew us together seems downright romantic in this moment. We just get lost in each other in a way I never have with another woman. We move around the bed, making love in every conceivable position. We flowed from one position to another with the ease of practiced lovers, nothing seemingly out of bounds. The trust we show each other is amazing.

When I come down on top of her one last time, she wraps her legs around me, high on my waist giving me complete access to move how I like. Pulling almost all the way out, I fill her with one long smooth stroke after another, ensuring each thrust slides across her g-spot. The way she writhes beneath me and moans my name is seared into my mind for all times. We finally come locked in a tight embrace, our bodies trembling and sweating, it’s more intense than anything I’ve ever known.

After a long while, I pull out and curl up close. She so quiet that I can’t help but ask, “What are you thinking of right now, darlin’?”

“I wish it were you that my grandfather arranged for me to marry. I don’t know why my life has to be so fucked up.”

“It can be if we want it to be. I’m willing to go to the mat for you.”

Burying her face in my chest, I feel her shaking and it only takes a moment for me to realize she’s crying. I don’t know what I can do to soothe her, and I don’t know what tomorrow will bring, but I stroke her hair.

“I’m glad I met you, Trix. Getting to know you even for a short while is better than not at all. I can’t imagine being like this with anyone else.”

“Me either, Vapor.”