CHAPTER TWO
Karina
“Where you going, baby girl?” he asks in a sexy morning-rough voice.
Shit. I was hoping to run out and be back before he woke up.
I’m still naked, but I have my dress in my hands. “I need to find the bathroom.”
“Right across the hall.” He points to his dresser. “Top drawer. Put one of my T-shirts on. Anyone says anything, you tell ’em you’re here with Dante, got it?”
“Okay.” I grab the first shirt my hand brushes against. It happens to be an Iron Bulls MC shirt. The hem hangs to my knees, so at least I’m covered, since I have no idea where my panties ended up.
I take extra time washing up. There’s little in the way of soap or beauty products, but I make do with what I can find.
As I step out of the bathroom, I’m so focused on Dante’s door, I never see Logan coming at me.
He grabs my elbow, tugs me down the hallway, and slams me up against the wall. His furious face is inches from mine.
“What. The. Fuck. Are you doing, Karina?”
“I, uh—”
“Does your father know you’re here?”
I don’t like being spoken to this way. My father hasn’t been fatherly in years. Not since my mother died when I was twelve. When I needed him the most. He’s out on the road most of the time and I fend for myself. None of this is Logan’s business though. I stopped being his concern a while ago.
“Let go of me.”
He loosens his grip, but doesn’t let me go.
“Karina, you don’t know what you’re getting into with a guy like Dante. He’s too old for you. Fuck, do you even understand what his role in the club is?”
“No. It doesn’t matter though; he’s nice to me.”
“He fucked you in the middle of our living room and let me shove my cock down your throat. You call that nice?”
Heat burns my cheeks. “Leave me alone. You threw me away. I’m not yours to worry about anymore.”
He ignores my accusation, but his eyes skip away from me for a moment. “You think you’re gonna be hanging in my club, then you’re my concern.”
Something occurs to me. Logan can’t have been a member for very long.
“Dante’s above you, isn’t he?”
Logan cocks his head at me. “So what?”
“You’re jealous.”
He snorts as if the idea is absurd. “I don’t want to see you get hurt.”
I force out some laughter of my own. “You’re kidding, right? Let me go, or I’ll yell for him. I bet you’re not supposed to touch me without his permission.”
He lets go of me in a dramatic gesture.
“Don’t come cryin’ to me when he hurts you, sugar.”
“Don’t worry. You’re the last person I’d turn to.”
I spin on my heel and hurry back to Dante’s room. My hand’s on the knob when I stop to take a quick look at Logan. He’s eying me with pity and it ticks me off. I stick my tongue out at him and go back inside.
Dante’s stretched out with his hands behind his head when I enter. His cock stands tall, tenting the thin sheet pulled over his body. My pussy throbs at the sight of him.
“What took you so long, baby girl?”
“I ran into Logan.”
His eyebrows draw down for a brief second before understanding lights up his face. He’s really fucking hot in an older, dangerous way. “Hemi? He bother you?”
“No.”
“How you guys know each other?”
“He lived next door to me when we were younger.”
That seems to satisfy his curiosity and I’m relieved he doesn’t have any more questions about our past.
He holds out his hand to me. “You’re lookin’ fuckin’ sexy in my shirt, babe. Come here.”
I hurry over to the side of the bed, just out of reach of his fingertips. He quirks his lips at me and I wrap the hem of the shirt in my fingers and slowly slide it up my body. Giving him a little show is fun and he seems to like it.
“Fuckin’ tease.” But he says it with a smile.
When I finally ease the shirt off, he groans. “Get up here.”
Dante
Can’t believe this hot little bitch is still here. Thought for sure she was making a run for it.
Fuckin’ teasin’ the hell out of me. Puttin’ on the sexiest, but somehow sweetest, little strip show I’ve ever seen with my own fuckin’ shirt.
I’m hard as a motherfuckin’ rock.
“Get up here.”
She places her tiny hand in mine and presses her knee into the bed. Her heavy tits sway just a bit and I can’t help grabbing them, rubbing my thumbs over her fat, little red nipples. “Climb on top of me, babe.”
She hesitates and seems unsure. I’m bettin’ most of her experiences have been of the backseat of a car or sneakin’ in a quickie before her parents come home variety.
“You ever been on top?”
She blushes, looking down at the bed, and shakes her head. Fuck, but she’s sweet.
“You’ll like it. Come on.” I whip a condom out of the drawer next to the bed and roll it on while she watches and licks her lips.
“Did you want to suck that?”
She nods.
“Later. I wanna feel that tight cunt around my cock first.”
I pull her on top of me and she goes right for my face, kissing my chin and up to my lips.
Ain’t never been with such a sweet girl.
Soft and hesitant. I twine my fingers in her hair and tilt her head the way I want it, kissing her long and deep.
My other hand slides down to grope her ass cheeks.
She starts circling her hips and moaning, her hard nipples pressing into my chest. I tug her hair, pulling her back.
“Sit up.”
She struggles a little, but pushes herself up, straddling my hips.
My hands wrap around her tiny little waist and I lift her.
“Grab my cock, babe.” She hesitates, and I think it’s because she doesn’t want to touch the condom.
Yeah, we’re definitely gonna fix that shit today.
She wraps her hand around the base of my dick and looks to me for further instruction.
Fuck, that’s hot.
When she gets me to her opening, I grip her hips and thrust up into her, hard. She lets out a startled gasp and I wait a second for her to adjust.
“Fuck me nice, baby girl. Up and down. Slide all the way down. Take my cock.”
Her teeth sink into her bottom lip and her eyes roll shut.
Bitch is definitely diggin’ this. I am too, because I got a prime view of her ripe tits and perfect body.
Her tits are bouncing up and down just beggin’ me to pinch and pull on them.
The harder I tug on those little red beauties, the louder she moans.
I bet she doesn’t even realize she’s gettin’ off on the little bit of pain.
I’m gonna be dreamin’ about her fat, rosy nipples for months.
She’s too wrapped up in what she’s doing.
Keeps grinding down so hard on my dick, I have to struggle not to shoot my fuckin’ load.
I reach between us to stroke her clit with my thumb and she tosses her head back, moaning like a wild cat.
She wants it real fuckin’ bad, and I want her to have it.
She grinds and circles her hips, but can’t quite get what she’s after.
I rub faster circles around her clit, pinch her nipples a little harder, and she goes off.
Screaming, whimpering, and crying as a hard orgasm rushes through her.
It’s a beautiful fuckin’ thing to see.
Her furious riding slows and her eyes pop open.
“Good?”
“Oh, yes,” she answers in her little sex-kitten voice.
Fuck me.
I clamp my hands over her hips and lift her up.
“Hands and knees, babe.”
Fuck, if she doesn’t get right into position in the middle of the bed. Ass up in the air nice and high. Jesus Christ.
Positioning myself behind her, I run my cock through her ass crack. “Anyone ever fuck your ass, sweetheart?”
She trembles and turns to look at me over her shoulder. “No.”
“Hmm.” I want to take her ass, but I think it’s something I’ll ease her into another time. There’s definitely going to be another time with this bitch. Can’t remember the last time I wanted a bitch for more than one night. But this one? I can’t envision a time I won’t want to fuck her.
I slide my cock inside her pussy and watch as her head drops down. She lets out a long moan, as I work us into a steady rhythm. My hand slides over her ass again and she tenses up.
“Relax. I’ll make you feel good.”
She unclenches and I lean over to pull some lube out of the drawer. I spread her hot little ass cheeks and she flinches when the first drop of cold lube hits her asshole.
“Shhh.”
She rocks back on my cock. Squeezes my dick so fucking hard. Trying to distract me with her tight little cunt muscles. So cute.
Using the tip of one finger, I massage the lube all around her hole until she relaxes.
I slide that finger inside up to the first knuckle, working it in and out of her slowly, careful not to go too deep.
When she relaxes, I start giving her my dick again.
Working my dick in her pussy and my finger in her ass nice and steady.
Hoarse, strangled moans come from her throat. “Yeah, see, I told you it would feel good.”
“Yes.”
She’s so fuckin’ wet, juices dripping all over my cock and balls. I want her so fucking bad even though I’m already stuffing two of her holes.
I want to own this little bitch.
I start fucking her as fast as I can. Hips slamming into her, finger tunneling deeper into her clenching ass.
“Come for me, baby. Come with my finger in your ass, ’cause one day soon it’s gonna be my cock.”
She moans and trembles under me, then cries out. Muscles clamping down, juices gushing everywhere. She’s shaking, but I keep hammering into her. The pressure building in my balls is intense and I let go, cum shooting out of me, filling the condom.
She collapses under me, and I follow her down.
She turns and snuggles into me. Can’t remember the last time I snuggled with a bitch.
Guilt ain’t something I’ve felt a lot of in my life.
But I do feel a little guilty looking down at her.
She’s a soft, sweet girl who has no business with a man like me.
I want her anyway.