Chapter Seven #2
Once again, he wasn’t wearing his leather cut, which pissed him off. Every time he took her out of town, he left his leather cut in the trunk of his car. To add to this, the Twisted Bastards MC had been quiet.
He had hoped that getting Larissa out of his system with all the time he was spending with her, he would have been able to locate them, but so far, nothing. Since he had caught the cameras and they changed all the locks, it was like their enemies had just disappeared, and he hated that.
Three months ago, Smokey had also asked him for a personal favor—to find the man that was making Larissa question her lifestyle choices when it came to marriage.
He wanted to make sure that whoever it was, was not pressuring Larissa into doing something she didn’t want to do.
Big Dick didn’t lie to the Prez. He had simply said that Larissa wasn’t telling him who she was seeing.
If Smokey knew that he was the one pursuing Larissa, there would be hell to pay.
He took a sip of his water. Something was coming, Big Dick knew that. The longer the Twisted Bastards MC remained aloof, the more dangerous they could be. He didn’t like it.
“This is a really beautiful restaurant, George. You didn’t have to do this,” she said.
“I don’t know when we’ll get a moment alone again. We have to take these moments every chance we get.”
She smiled at him, and damn it, he had tried to ignore that smile, but it was calling to his freaking soul.
He didn’t know what Larissa was doing to him, but it was tearing him apart.
He had to keep reminding himself that he was only pursuing Larissa to put Carlos in his place.
The only problem was, this was not about that bet anymore.
Being with Larissa was like a breath of fresh air.
For one, she was no prude. He loved her laughter and how she cared about everyone. She was never selfish, and there were times he had no choice but to intervene, because he felt it was easy for people to walk all over her. She was special.
He’d looked at the club women he’d enjoyed and thought about all the pussy he had tasted, and not once had any of them made him feel the way Larissa did. He never woke up next to them. He always used them and left. He loved waking up to Larissa, seeing her sleep.
What the fuck was the matter with him?
He was not falling in love.
Over the past few months, he had opened up to Larissa.
He’d talked to her about his rocky relationship with his parents.
The brothers he got along with, and Erick, who he didn’t get along with.
Then Harlow. How he felt over Hunter’s betrayal.
He had been real with her, and Larissa had been real with him.
“You’re right, and this salmon is delicious. You want to try?” she asked. She scooped up some of her salmon in cream sauce and offered it to him.
He looked at her, and although he wasn’t a big fan of fish, he took a bite anyway and enjoyed it. It was good. He offered her some steak and she took a bite, and he watched those lips. He loved her lips, the way they looked around his dick blew his fucking mind.
They finished their dinner and were just waiting for dessert when Big Dick excused himself to use the bathroom. He didn’t need the bathroom. He needed a moment to think. This bet was a fucked-up idea. It was a mess.
He shouldn’t be messing with Larissa like that, and he pulled out his cell phone, just about to make the call to Carlos, when he sensed it.
Tensing up, he hit out, slamming his fist against Cadeon’s face.
He should have known the sneaky fuck wouldn’t go far.
He shoved him up against the wall and threw a punch to his gut, then swung out and slammed it again.
This was for what the bastard had done to his sister’s friend, and to Larissa.
“Do you want to be responsible for killing your girl?” Cadeon asked.
He stopped and Cadeon laughed. He had a little button. “All I’ve got to do is press this button, and my guy out there will shoot her in the head.”
Big Dick didn’t take kindly to threats.
Cadeon had been watching him. That much was clear. He should have known the reason he couldn’t find him was because the son of a bitch didn’t want to be found with what he’d been doing.
“You leave her out of this.”
“But she is so sexy, and I have to say, clothes do not do her body justice.”
Big Dick wrapped his fingers around the man’s throat, holding onto it.
Cadeon choked but he was laughing along with it, holding up the button he wanted to press.
He didn’t know how that shit worked, but he was not going to be the one to get Larissa killed.
Big Dick let go of the man’s throat and stepped back.
“What the fuck do you want?” Big Dick asked.
“To do exactly what I want, and to warn you something is coming. Something big.”
“You’re a fucking coward.”
“No, I’m a patient man, George.” He tutted.
“Do you think I don’t learn from my predecessors?
They reacted and look what happened to them.
I am still alive, and I’ve fucked with the Hell’s Bastards so many times.
I’ve nearly killed their women and ruined some of their businesses.
I bet money has been a little tight lately. ”
It hadn’t. The Hell’s Bastards MC had a backup supply, and he just glared at Cadeon. He had vowed to himself that the moment he saw this fuck, he was going to kill him.
“You should enjoy your time with her while you can. Once I’m through with you all, there will be nothing left. I’d give it a few seconds. If I see you before I walk out of this restaurant, I’ll press the button.”
Big Dick was not a man used to hiding. He felt his heart racing. What was coming to Fort Clover? What big thing did Cadeon have planned for the Hell’s Bastards MC?
This was a fucking nightmare.
He ran a hand down his face, then waited, counting to ten multiple times in his head, and finally he was able to breathe. Walking out of the bathroom, he joined Larissa at the table. Their dessert had arrived.
“Are you okay?” Larissa asked.
“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine.” He reached for his water, wishing it was whiskey.
“Do you want to go back to our hotel room?” Larissa asked. She licked her lips.
“Do you not want dessert?” He took another sip of his water, trying his best not to look around the restaurant to find a trace of that fucker. His instincts were telling him he was gone.
It would be fucking best, because if he caught him, he was going to murder the bastard, putting Larissa in danger.
“I’m ready,” Larissa said.
This drew Big Dick’s attention.
“What?”
Even though she was wearing a small amount of makeup, he saw the flush building up her neck.
“I’m ready. I don’t want to wait anymore. I don’t need dessert, and I’d like to go back to the hotel room and have sex with you.”
His cock went from flaccid to hard within an instant. He had not been pressuring Larissa. In fact, he had been enjoying their time together, earning her trust.
Big Dick didn’t ask any questions. He paid the check, and in less than thirty minutes, they were inside their hotel room.
This was a place he had pre-booked, so they got the nicest one.
One he didn’t want her to worry about catching anything from.
It had the best reviews and the hygiene was the best in the state.
He closed the door and turned to watch Larissa as she turned to look at him.
Putting the key on the table beside the door, he closed the distance between them and reached out to cup her cheek. He had never been with a virgin. There was no escaping that this first time was going to hurt. Big Dick was determined to make it up to her.
There would be plenty of times for him to show her how good it could be between the two of them.
Taking possession of her lips, with his other hand, he reached for the zipper of her dress and started to pull it down, working it over her body.
She let out a moan, and he groaned, pulling her against him as he removed the dress. She wore a strapless bra, but he had to push the dress past her generous hips, and they were more than a handful. He loved her body. There were so many times he found himself thinking about her.
The dress was off, and he removed the bra, followed by the panties. Picking her up in his arms, he walked her over to the bed. Larissa held onto him. She was always afraid he was going to drop her, but he never did.
He placed her on the bed, then kissed her, hard. She moaned his name as he broke the kiss and started to work his way down her body. He went to each nipple, sucking them in turn. He had to get her nice and wet, he wanted her soaking before he finally took her completely.
He kissed down her body, and she spread her legs for him, and he took her clit into his mouth, biting down, not too hard, just enough to drive her wild. Sliding his tongue across her nub, he circled it, stroking back and forth, and working her.
She shook beneath him, and he built her orgasm up. This time, he didn’t hold back. She cried out his name as he sent her over the edge into a blissful peak. He wanted her screaming his name.
He stepped away from the bed and removed his clothes, all the while aware of her gaze on him. Everything faded into the background and all he could focus on was his woman right in front of him, looking so damn perfect.
She was sexy, and the trust in her eyes completely blew his mind. Larissa was everything. She was his whole fucking world, and it was then he understood what Ugly Beast, Smokey, Carlos, and Hunter had all found. This was real.
Stepping on the edge of the bed, he moved between her thighs and gripped his cock, lining the tip with her entrance.
“This is going to hurt,” he said.
“I know.”
“Are you sure?” he asked.
She smiled. “I love you, Big Dick.”
And fuck, that blew his whole fucking world. No one had ever loved him. They had called him names, said some bad shit about him, and he’d been the enemy. He had hurt a lot of people. No one had ever said they loved him. Even his parents had called him a huge disappointment. He was used to it.
But Larissa loved him.
He pressed forward, and he hated that he caused her pain as he thrust past that thin membrane of her virginity and claimed her as his.
He’d never had a virgin before, and he fucking hated hurting her.
Taking hold of her hands, he locked their fingers together and held onto her.
Not wanting to let her go, knowing what a treasure he had found.
Larissa was his.
He loved her as well, but he didn’t say the words. He waited for her to get accustomed to the feel of him, then he made love to her, slowly, and for the first time, he actually cared what she thought of him.