Chapter 11
ELEVEN
TANK
When I woke up the next morning, I realized that we were on my bed. I moved and felt Noelle in my arms. She was still in her dress, and I was in my boxers and T-shirt. Memories of the previous night came flooding back, overwhelming me.
We were on the floor outside in the living room, exhausted from our orgasms. We had lay like that for a while before I suggested that we get more comfortable in my bed. Noelle had followed me in, and we had crashed down on the bed, our bodies still exhausted.
Then she had snuggled up to me, placing her head on my chest, and we talked.
I couldn’t remember the last time I had felt like talking to someone like this.
Not even with my brothers at the Bad Disciples and definitely not any woman I had slept with.
Noelle was funny and sweet, and she was patient with me.
She asked me very few questions about life as part of a Motorcycle Club.
Instead, she was more interested in finding out what I liked to cook for myself, what my dream travel destinations were…
the kind of things I hadn’t put much thought into before.
She was pushing me to think about what kind of life I wanted to live, and with someone else maybe those questions would have bothered me, but with her, I wanted to explore those ideas.
Afterwards, still in each other’s arms, Noelle had drifted off to sleep. Even though I wanted to undress her, suck on her nipples and fuck her again, I just lay there, staring at her sleeping peacefully in my arms.
Now, with the morning light pouring in through the curtains of my bedroom, I turned to Noelle.
She was still asleep, her face stretched in a dreamy smile, her dark brown hair ruffled and falling all over her face.
Her body rose and fell gently with every breath she took, and I couldn’t help but reach out and touch her.
I pushed the hair off her face, and she breathed in deeply and moved.
I kissed the top of her nose, shocked that I was happy to wake up next to someone in the morning. I hadn’t even bothered bringing women back to my place before, let alone waking up beside them. Everything with Noelle was different.
I slipped my hands under the covers and found her bulging breasts. I’d been waiting to taste them for so long that I couldn’t help but allow my fingers to seek out her nipples over her dress. When I found them, my thumbs teased them, coaxing them into attention and Noelle’s eyes flew open.
She had woken up with a smile, and she wriggled on the bed now, straightening her back as I played with her nipples some more.
“Morning…” she said in a soft groggy voice as I adjusted myself over her.
“You look so beautiful. I couldn’t resist,” I told her as I pulled the neck of her dress down.
Her bra-clad breasts popped out, and Noelle giggled.
I could see the goosebumps on her arms as I squeezed her breasts.
She moved her hips and moaned as I started to pull down her bra.
Her breasts were propped up by the underwire, exposed to me…
her delicious pink nipples pointed up to the ceiling, and I could feel my mouth salivating.
I brought my tongue down, lapping at one nipple in slow, smooth motions. Noelle shuddered and bit down on her lip, arching her back and thrusting her hips towards me. I could see she liked it.
I moved my mouth to her other nipple, and instead of licking this one, I sucked.
Her nipple slid into my mouth, and I sucked as she arched her hips even more, meeting my waist. I knew my cock was tenting in my boxers, rubbing against her pussy.
I continued sucking on those nipples; she continued moaning and gasping with pleasure.
Her dress had ridden up, exposing her bare thighs and her pussy to me, and while I sucked on her right nipple, my hand traveled down her belly to her clit. It was swollen and throbbing, and I rubbed it. Noelle gasped again, rotating her hips frantically now.
I looked up at her, not pulling my mouth away from her breasts, and I saw that her blue eyes were stormy with desire. She was biting down on her lip hard, seconds away from drawing blood. I smacked my lips away from her nipple and rose up to kiss her.
She greeted me warmly, kissing me back with force, and our bodies were pressed together. I was on top of her, and she was wrapping her legs around my hips, pulling me forcefully down closer to her.
Her warm throbbing pussy rubbed against my cock, and I could feel myself losing all control. I was seconds away from thrusting myself inside her.
Noelle pulled her mouth away from me, panting, and her eyes were heavy and dark. I looked at her as she stared at me, reaching out to weave her fingers through my hair.
“Tank…will you make love to me?” she asked in a soft, gentle voice, and I felt a tug in my heart. Nobody I knew used that phrase; I didn’t even know what it meant. I knew only one way to do it: fuck hard and come, preferably on tits or face.
I clenched my jaw and kissed her again. If Noelle wanted to be made love to, that was what she was going to get.
I pulled her dress up, over her head and pushed her bra aside till she was completely naked underneath me. Her body was curvaceous and juicy, her hips were wide and her thighs were plump and delicious. I had never seen a more beautiful woman in my life.
I quickly tugged my T-shirt off then my boxers, and now, for the first time, we were both naked together. Noelle was smiling, her eyes glazed and happy as she stared at me.
It was strange, because, in all my years, I had never felt completely at loss of what to do. I wanted to give Noelle what she wanted, but I didn’t know how to. I allowed my instinct to take over, and gripping her thighs, I parted her legs and wedged myself between them.
I propped her legs up so that they were up on my chest, over my shoulders, and she reached out to place her hands on my chest.
“Tank…” she breathed my name as I stroked my cock, mere inches away from her throbbing engorged pussy. She wriggled, and I saw the way her torso moved. Her breasts shook, and I focused on her perfect pink nipples. Yes, I wanted to make love to her, too - whatever that meant, I wanted it, too.
My cock was rock-hard and pulsating, angry that it wasn’t getting what it wanted right away.
I placed my hands on Noelle’s hips and yanked her down the length of the bed, closer to me, and my cock grazed against her pussy.
Noelle moaned, but her eyes remained open.
She wanted to watch; she wanted to see me sliding my cock inside her.
Clenching my jaw, I slowly drew myself closer to her. I looked down between her legs as my cock parted her folds. Noelle moaned loudly as I slid in, only an inch at first and then deeper and deeper.
“Yes!” she moaned loudly. I was giving her exactly what she wanted, and nothing made me feel higher on life. I thrust in roughly, and her body jerked up the bed. She moaned again.
“Is this what you wanted?” I asked her hoarsely, and she nodded in response. She kept looking at me with her lips parted and eyes wide. She watched as I started plowing into her. This time, my rhythm was slow, sliding in inch by inch and pulling out in the same motion.
My cock throbbed inside her, pushing me to push harder and faster, but I wanted to take my time, because I could see how much she was enjoying it.
Slowly, I built her up, sliding in deeper with every push till I knew that the tip of my cock was stroking that spot inside her, that sensitive golden spot that would make her come instantly.
Her pussy was hot and small, stretching with the width of my cock inside her, and with every thrust, her body jerked. My hands gripped her fleshy waist, pulling and pushing her, pinning her down to the bed as I built up speed.
“Yes. Oh, my God!” she screamed, and her legs up my chest quaked.
I could see her toes curling, and she flailed her arms, grabbing fistfuls of the covers.
Noelle stretched herself, arching her back and her neck as she thrust herself upwards towards me.
My cock sank in deeper, and I moved my hips while inside her.
She moaned loudly and opened her mouth wide. She liked that. I did it again. My cock was buried deep inside her, and my balls crashed against her ass as I pushed in.
“I want us to come together, Tank,” she said in a low guttural voice, and I clenched my jaw. I was going to come any moment now, so I slowed my pace. Softer and slower, my cock kept sliding in and out of her.
When I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold myself back for long, I found her clit and started rubbing. She moaned and arched her back again, matching the movement of her hips with the rubbing of her clit.
“Tank! Come inside me!” she screamed, and I felt her body jerk with the onslaught of her orgasm.
I released, too, grunting and growling as I spilled myself inside her.
Our bodies shook and moved. She sprang up, wrapping her arms around my neck as I swayed and thrust inside her.
We were joined at the hips, my cock inside her pussy as we both came.
I grabbed her by the waist, holding her close to me as she bounced on my lap. Up and down as my cock thrust into her. My orgasm was hard; it made me growl, and the veins on my neck pop up. Noelle was like a soft feather in my arms, and she came vigorously, too.
It was only when I had drained all my seed inside her that she finally stopped moving. We were both out of breath, and she was on my lap, her legs spread out around me.