Iceman Chapter 9
I almost pinched myself like a little kid to see if I was dreaming. Meadow’s reaction and willingness to come back to my room and allow us to do some playing floored me. Her passion no doubt matched mine. However, it did cool a little when I told her I needed to be in command. I almost panicked when she reached for her shoes. I was open to talking about wants, needs, and limits, but I knew myself and would take command most of the time. God, don’t let her change her mind.
As the water rained down on her, soaking her hair and body, I licked my lips. Those tits of hers were flawless. Her tan included them. It made me wonder if she sunbathed in the nude or was naturally tan due to her heritage. Her sisters had the same tan skin. Her nipples were a dark, rosy pink. Their weight in my hands was wonderful.
She was toned everywhere. She worked out a lot. However, she kept her ass, tits, and hips. I hadn’t gotten a complete look at her pussy, because if I did, there would’ve been no shower. Her inspection of my cock and the words to it made me want to growl. She was incredible. I didn’t know how I lucked out, but I wasn’t losing her. Meadow Lefevre was mine.
“Baby, let me wash you,” I said.
“Will I get to do the same to you?”
“If you want, but I go first.” I wanted her to know I wasn’t a total dominant dick.
I didn’t expect my woman to bow down, walk in my shadow, and be told everything she could or couldn’t do. That wasn’t my thing. I loved that she was intelligent and able to stand up for herself. The little she said about her parents when I had dinner with her had shown that.
She nodded, so I got to it. Her hair was thick and so straight. It was different from mine, which was wavy and slightly coarser, though thick. After washing and conditioning it and making her moan, I soaped up my hands with shower gel and began to run them all over her upper body. I paid extra attention to her tits, lower back above that ass, and right above her pussy. I crouched down to do the lower half when she was thoroughly clean on top. I was sporting a raging hard-on the entire time. How could I not?
“Widen your legs for me, Meadow,” I demanded.
She did it without protest, and I was able to see her glorious snatch. She had hair the same shade as what was on her head. It was trimmed short, making it lay in tiny curls. I ran my fingers through them. Damn, they were so soft. When I slid my fingers back and forth between her pussy lips, she was slick with cream, and her clit was a hard, protruding nub. She moaned loudly and jerked.
I kept up a slow glide with light pressure as the other hand reached between her legs to her ass. I squeezed each cheek and soaped her up. I even made sure to run my fingers up and down her crack and circled over her rosebud in the back. She grabbed the bar in the shower.
“Jake, oh, Jesus,” she panted out.
I grinned up at her. “I’ve got to make sure I get you clean in every nook and cranny.” I teased my finger back and forth over her asshole while rubbing her clit.
“I-I’m gonna come if you don’t…aaahhh!” she cried. Her entire body shook, and her cream flooded my fingers.
It was amazing to watch her orgasm. I needed to be able to taste her fully. Standing up after she was done coming, I pulled her close. “Do you still want to wash me, or can I do it fast, and we can continue pleasuring each other in the bed? I want to eat that sweet pussy.”
She thought for a moment, then nodded. “We can if I get to suck your cock. I’m dying to touch and taste you, Jake.”
I’d had sex with a lot of women in my thirty-two years. Many had said things during the intense phase of building to an orgasm. However, none of them had sounded or looked as desperate as Meadow did when she told me she wanted my cock. The damn thing jerked in response. Giving her a brief, hard kiss, I got to washing. She helped get my back, and in no time, I was clean like she was, and we were done. I barely had enough patience to let her dry her hair a little and pull it up before I picked her up, causing her to yelp in surprise, and I carried her to my bed.
I hadn’t expected her to be in my bed yet, but I’d been smart and laundered the sheets, pillowcases, and the comforter yesterday. I wanted nothing that might have residuals from another woman to touch her. The more I thought about it, all the sheets, the comforter, and the mattress had to go. I ripped the comforter and top sheet down and laid her in the middle of the mattress. I shuddered because she ran her finger up the length of my cock and across the head. She drew back a precum-covered finger. When she sucked it clean and hummed, I was done.
“Meadow, we’re going to have to do this together. I’m not able to stand it. I want your hands and mouth on my cock, now. But I don’t want you to wait to come again. Old sixty-nine it is. Are you okay with that?”
She wiggled over further into the bed and nodded. “Yes, I’m willing. How do you want me?”
I was scanning her luscious body and stroking my cock. I finished before I answered her. “Lie on your side facing this way.”
She did it right away. Desire was coming off her in waves, just like it was me. I got on the bed and turned so I was eye-level with her pussy, which allowed her to reach my straining cock. I swear it was trying to reach for her. When her hand circled it, and she stroked up and down, I moaned so damn loud they might’ve heard me in the hallway.
Not wanting her to feel neglected, I positioned her top leg so it was bent and I could get to her pussy. She was glistening. Needing a taste, I swiped my tongue up her folds. Instantly, I was in heaven. Her cream tasted almost fruity but only faintly. I needed more.
She wasn’t ignoring my needs either. When her tongue swirled around the head, lapping up my precum, I swore I almost came. She made love to my cock like it was precious, and she didn’t want to lose it. I’d never had a woman do that. Meadow licked, sucked, stroked, kissed, and nibbled the entire thing, including my balls. Ensuring she got what she deserved turned into a competition. Both of us were trying to drive the other to orgasm first.
I was thrusting my finger in and out of her pussy. I wanted to breach her ass with a finger, but that might be too much for our first time. We needed to have a conversation about it. Suddenly, her mouth left my cock, and she pleaded with me, “Jake, babe, please, I’m so close. I need… oh damn—” she cut herself off.
“What do you need?” I asked urgently.
“Will you put a finger in further back?” she asked hesitantly.
To clarify that I understood correctly what she wanted, I asked, “You want my finger in your ass?”
Her cheeks were pink, but she nodded and said, “Yes, if you like that. If not, it’s fine.”
“Fuck yes, I will, and I like it. But this is all about what you like, and I’ll happily do it,” I practically shouted.
I hated to move away, but I didn’t want to hurt her, so I hopped off the bed only long enough to get the lube out of my drawer, and then I was back. I coated my finger and then her asshole with the lube and slowly pushed into her asshole. She stiffened but didn’t tell me to stop. She was back to sucking my cock again.
Slowly, so I wouldn’t hurt her, I worked it in until I was up to my last knuckle. She was moaning, which made my cock vibrate. It wouldn’t be long. I went back to eating her out. She was flooding my mouth and the way she moaned and hummed had my cock racing to the finish line. A couple of minutes later, I felt her pussy and ass clench down on my fingers, and she screamed around a mouthful of my cock. She didn’t let go of me, though. I thrust two more times while still lapping up her goodness, then I froze as my cock exploded, pumping a load of cum into her mouth. Meadow eagerly swallowed every drop.
By the time we both stopped coming, I was weak, and she was limp. I shifted so I could kiss her lips, and then I went to wash my hands. When I returned, she was in the same position with a smile on her face. I got back in with her. I took her in my arms, and she buried her face in my chest.
“Meadow, I know we said we’d wait until you were no longer my PT, but after this, there’s no way you can say we’re not doing this. I know we need to talk, and we will before we go any further, but know that I’ll do whatever I need to in order to have and keep you.”
“I want this to work, too. Just give me a few minutes to unscramble my brains. That was unbelievable, Jake.” She nibbled my bottom lip.
Against her mouth, I whispered, “It was out of this world, babe. Why don’t we rest for a few minutes, and then we’ll talk?”
“Sounds good,” she mumbled. I gave her a quick kiss as her eyelids closed. She was out. I curled around her and found myself closing my eyes.
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I was jarred from some of the best sleep I remember having by movement and then Meadow cursing. I cracked open my eyes. She was up and moving around the room. I opened them the rest of the way and sat up.
“Meadow, what are you doing?”
“Trying to find all my clothes so I can get dressed.”
“Why? We still have to talk. You don’t have to be dressed for that.”
“I can’t talk right now. Do you see what time it is? We slept for three hours! It’s eleven o’clock at night. I have to get home. God, the girls are probably frantic,” she mumbled.
I got out of bed and went to her. I gently snagged her arms and pulled her closer. Her wide eyes told me she was freaked out. I knew arguing right now or reminding her that her sisters were adults wouldn’t help. Meadow was a sister, mother, and father to them. She would always look out for them. It was something I knew wouldn’t have ever happened in my family.
“You get dressed. I’ll text your sisters and tell them you’re okay and will be home soon.”
Relief started to ease her facial tension. “Thank you. I’m sorry. I hate to do this. Can we talk tomorrow after I get off work? I can stop by.”
I thought for a moment, then shook my head. “You don’t need to come here on your night off. I’ll come to you. I’ll bring you and your sisters’ pizza. Just tell me what you like. We can go to your room, or they can do whatever, so we can talk.”
I was talking and texting on her phone at the same time. I needed to get her sisters’ numbers. Thankfully, I’d seen her enter her code to get into the phone one day. She was putting on her clothes. I hated to see her cover her gorgeous body. But then again, I didn’t want her to parade through the clubhouse naked. She’d draw attention, and I’d have to kill my brothers.
“You don’t need to do that. We can cook,” she protested.
“Nope, we’re relaxing. Am I wrong to say that everyone loves pizza? If so, tell me what you like.”
“We all love pizza. And we’re meat lovers, kinda women.”
I groaned. “Lord, could you be any more perfect?”
She laughed, but I was serious. After sending the short text, I found my clothes and started to pull them on.
“Jake, you don’t need to get dressed. I can find my way to the car.”
“No, I’ll escort you. And it’s late, so I’ll follow you home.”
She frowned. “There’s for sure no need for that. I’ll be fine. I drive at night all the time.”
“That may be true, but that was before you knew me. I need to ensure you’re safe and looked after. That’ll be one of those things we talk about tomorrow night. You can argue, but I’ll still follow you,” I warned her.
She muttered a bit, but she didn’t fight me. She went to the bathroom to look at her hair and moaned. It was messy, but it was sexy as hell on her. I did tell her where my comb and brush were. By the time she came out, I had my boots, cut, and jacket on. I scooped up the bag of things she brought for our session, and she hooked her arm through mine. I walked her outside to the hall and paused only long enough to lock the door. Then, we were moving again.
There was very little noise coming from the common area. Being a Monday night, I didn’t expect there to be much happening, and no one should be having sex in the open. Bull had made it clear that wasn’t okay like it was in the old days after Harlow joined the Marines. When we got to the common area, the three prospects were hanging out and talking. They jumped to attention when they saw me.
“Relax. I’m following Meadow home. I’ll be back later. Have some fun while you can. I won’t be bossing you tonight.” I winked.
“If you want, I’ll follow her if you’d rather stay here,” Gavin offered.
“Thanks, but I want to do it,” I informed him.
“Goodnight,” Meadow told them. They said the same back and watched us leave the clubhouse.
Outside, I held her door until she was in, and before closing it, I reminded her, “Give me a minute to get on my bike and put on my helmet, and then we’ll go to the gate. Be careful,” I said before pressing a brief kiss on her lips. When I moved back, she smiled.
“I’ll wait, but I’m more worried about you in the dark on a bike. How do I know you’ll get back alright?”
“I’ll text you. Besides, I’m Iceman. I’m slick. I can slide out of tight spots.” I laughed as I closed the door on her.
At that time of night, there was little traffic on the roads, so the drive to her apartment was quick. When we parked in her lot, I saw the outer light by their door was on. Each apartment had a tiny patio. There was a light shining through the cracks in her blinds, too. I shut off my bike. She was out of the car before I got to it.
I scolded her. “You’re supposed to wait for me to open your door, babe.”
“I assumed you’d be turning around. I can walk to the door, Jake.”
“I see my lady to her door and inside safely. Come on. You need to get more sleep if you’re going to be able to work a long day and then spend time with me tomorrow night. Tell your sisters that I say hello when you see them. If you think of anything else you want me to bring for dinner, text me. Oh, and what time do you want me here?” We were walking up to her door during the conversation.
“How about six-thirty? It gives us all time to get home and stuff.”
“Then I’ll be here. Can I ask one more thing?” We were at her door. She had her key in her hand.
“Sure, what?”
“Can I get a kiss to help hold me over until tomorrow? I’m not sure it’ll be enough, but I know without it, I might die.”
She laughed at my pathetic expression, and the next thing I knew, she laid a kiss on me that made me fuzzy-headed. When she stopped, we were both breathing slightly hard, and I had an erection.
“Evil woman, you’re trying to kill me,” I muttered.
“As if you don’t do the same to me. Goodnight, Jake. Please ride safely and text me when you get back.”
“I will. Now, get inside and lock the door,” I ordered as I took her keys out of her hand and unlocked and opened the door. I gave them back. She blew me a kiss before she shut it. I listened to make sure I heard it lock. Happy as I could be under the circumstances, I went back to my bike and didn’t waste time getting my ass back to the compound.
While still in the parking lot outside the clubhouse, I sent the text wishing her goodnight again and telling her I was home safely. Walking inside, I found the common room empty. Her response of a thumbs-up made me smile. I was almost floating with happiness as I entered my room moments later. I knew I’d dream of her all night, especially with her scent all over the sheets.
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My therapy was going so well, and I was so close to discharge that Tank agreed to let me return to work on light duty. However, he warned me if I did anything that I shouldn’t or something that would set me back, he’d tell Meadow and have her handle my ass-kicking. I laughed, but I knew he would, and she wouldn’t hesitate to show me the error of my ways.
I got caught up on their projects. I wanted to see how the ones I’d known about were progressing and what new ones came in. Of course, they’d progressed to pouring the slab on my house, and framing would start tomorrow. I was excited. I needed to show Meadow the rest of the compound, and when I did, I’d let her know about my house. I was praying this would go where I wanted it to between us. If it did, the house would be her home. I wanted her input regarding colors, materials, and so on. I hoped she liked the design.
After I was caught up on those, we visited a few sites. Vex was the actual foreman for the construction company under Tank, but I assisted when needed. I was hands-on as well. I couldn’t do electrical or plumbing officially, but I knew how. Carpentry was my thing. I loved to make things with my hands. I didn’t get a chance to do any hammering or anything by the time we were done. I think Tank did it on purpose. We’d stopped to have lunch while we were running around to the sites.
By the time we got back to the office, it was quitting time. I told Tank I’d be back in the morning and to have a worksite ready for me, or I’d pick one. He warned me not to overdo it, and then we said goodbye. He was headed home, but I had to get the pizza. I went to my favorite pizza place in town. I hoped Meadow and her sisters liked it. I’d placed my order beforehand and gave them a time to have it ready.
The staff and owner knew me and my fellow Warriors well. When I walked in, they had it just coming out of the oven. Grabbing some different sodas, I waited. Five minutes after walking in, I was walking out with my order. In anticipation of having this to transport, I left my bike at home and drove my GMC Sierra truck. I could move tools and equipment to worksites if needed and could have five people in it if we squeezed due to the back seat.
I cranked up my music a little as I drove to her place. The parking lot was rather full, so I had to park further away, but I didn’t mind. After donning my cut outside the truck, I scooped up the food and carried my load toward her apartment. I was softly whistling as I walked up the sidewalk to her apartment. I was around the side of the building. I couldn’t see her door yet. I was almost ready to turn the corner when I heard what sounded like arguing. I wouldn’t have paused, except I recognized Meadow’s voice. I stopped to listen. I wouldn’t barge in unless I thought she needed help. She could be arguing with one of her sisters. That thought was disproved when I heard her say a name.
“I don’t know why you came here, but it’s ridiculous. I told you yesterday and again today at work that you have no reason to worry about me and my association with the Warriors. They’re all great people. I’m safe when I go to their compound, Scott.”
Hearing her visitor was Scott, the guy from the bar, riled me up, but I kept still. I knew I was snooping, but I wanted to see what would be said without them knowing I was there. It was more of what he’d say than her. She sounded very upset with him, which warmed my heart.
“I thought if I came here, away from work, we could talk more freely and that your sisters would help me talk sense into you. Surely, they don’t like you treating that biker and being exposed to them and their lifestyle. I’m only watching out for your welfare and theirs. You know I care about you, Meadow. I wouldn’t be able to stand it if you were hurt by them or from associating with them. Remember, your patient was shot by another gang,” he replied.
I’d heard enough. I marched my ass the remaining five or so feet and came around the corner. They were standing on her patio. She was scowling and had her arms crossed over her chest. I knew she didn’t want anyone to know we were seeing each other, so I blurted out the first thing I thought of. She’d spotted me. He didn’t because his back was to me.
“Hey, there. I hope I’m not intruding, Meadow. I know we don’t have a treatment session tonight, but I thought you and your sisters deserved a thank you for everything you’ve done for me with my PT. My arm and chest feel almost like new. I know we only have a couple of sessions left, but I thought you’d enjoy this,” I said as I walked up to them.
I pretended just to see him after I told her why I was there. I gave him a surprised look. “Whoa, sorry, I didn’t know you had company. You’re that guy who works at the same place as Meadow. The guy from the bar the other night. Wait, don’t tell me… It’s Scott, isn’t it? I think there’s enough. Are your sisters home? I bet they’re starved, and I remember we talked about our favorite kinds of pizza. I think you’ll be happy with this token of gratitude,” I added for her benefit. I hoped I wasn’t laying it on too thick.
She gave me a bright smile. “What a surprise, Iceman. That’s so thoughtful. Would you give me a minute to talk with Scott? He was just leaving. And yes, my sisters are inside if you want to go ahead and take that in.”
I didn’t want to leave her alone with him, but to make my story plausible, I felt I had to. I reluctantly nodded, gave him a chin lift, and then passed her. She turned and opened the door for me. When I glanced back, she mouthed thank you, Jake . I smiled as I pushed it closed but didn’t push it so hard that it latched. I wanted to hear what else was said.
I almost ran over Aspen and Sage, huddled just inside and behind the door. They didn’t appear embarrassed by being caught eavesdropping. I winked at them and finished taking the food to the kitchen table before coming back to them. The conversation outside was partially whispered, so we could still hear it with the door cracked open.
“What the hell is he doing here, Meadow?” Scott hissed.
“What does it look like? What did he just say? He brought us pizza as a thank you. You know patients bring us food all the time.”
“Yeah, to the office and for everyone. They don’t come to your home. And speaking of home, how did he know where you live?” he snapped.
“The night at the bar, it was late when we all left. Iceman and a couple of others insisted on making sure we got home safely, so they followed us. There’s nothing nefarious about it.”
“When are you discharging him?” he barked.
“Don’t take that tone with me, Scott. First, I’m not your subordinate. Second, I’m off work, and it’s my private time. What I do or who I’m friends with isn’t any of your business. As for how much time Iceman has, I’d say two or three more treatments, and he’s good to go. He’s hardworking and does his exercises even on the days I’m not there.”
“Iceman, what a ridiculous name for a grown-ass man. Get him done and discharge him. Once that’s done, he’ll have no reason to bring you food or anything else. Your association with him, his gang, and his people will be at an end.”
His condescending tone raised my hackles. I was moving toward the door to whip it open and tell him off, with my fists if I had to, when Aspen grabbed my arm to stop me. Meadow tore into him.
“Scott, you’re not my father, brother, boyfriend, or husband. And even if you were, I would still tell you this. My personal life, friendships, and all other relationships are none of your goddamn business. Your jealousy is blatant because I won’t go out with you, yet you see me with Iceman, which makes you mad. If I want to see him outside of a professional setting once he’s done with his therapy, I will. You can keep your ignorant comments to yourself. As for him being in a gang, he’s not. He’s in a club. Learn the difference. I’d trust him with my life any day as opposed to you, which is terrible considering how long we’ve known each other. And to make fun of his road name is immature. All bikers get one, and they earn it. Now, you’ve more than overstayed your welcome. My dinner is getting cold. I’m going inside. If you don’t leave, I’ll be forced to call the law.”
He was sputtering, trying to respond, when the door swung open, and she marched inside. She slammed it closed and locked it while eyeing the three of us huddled there. Her left eyebrow went up, but I saw her lips twitching. She was trying not to laugh. She held up a finger and peeked out the peephole on her door. When I saw her body relax, I knew he had left. Her sisters began to chatter as I walked over to her. I clasped her close and rubbed her back. She put her forehead on my chest. It was time to put her stupid coworker out of her mind.