Chapter Eight #2
He spread her wider, positioning his cock at her pussy, and slid home.
Charli dropped her head and raised her ass, clenching around him.
She didn’t care about the awkward angle of her body over the couch as she planted her elbows on the edge, giving herself leverage.
Roark withdrew and slowly slid inside again, torturing her.
“What happened to fucking me?” she teased, earning a slap on her ass. Charli yelped but couldn’t deny how the sting added to the erotic sensations. Roark rubbed the spot then slapped the other cheek, causing her to whimper as her channel tightened around him.
“You like that sting,” Roark stated. “I felt your pussy squeeze my cock. How about more of that ‘cause it feels so damn good.” He gave her two more slaps, eliciting a deep moan from Charli as she continued to grip him tightly.
“Does your clit need attention? How close are you to going off, Charli?”
“So close. Need to come,” she whined as she pushed back against him.
Roark groaned as he slipped his hand around to rub her while increasing his speed.
“Ah, so good, Roark.” His groin slammed into her ass with each thrust, and she matched his punishing pace, still needing more. “Yes,” she cried as the pressure increased against her clit. “Harder.” Her pleas did not go unanswered.
Charli braced herself as best she could when Roark went savage, manipulating her clit while ramming into her.
His thick cock filled her up perfectly, and she gripped him with all her might, wanting him to come undone with her.
He grunted like a wild animal, and when their orgasms rocketed through them, their bodies spasmed like they’d been touched by a live wire.
And neither did a damn thing to contain their cries and shouts.
Roark folded his body over hers, their hot, slick skin sticking together as they rode the waves of bliss.
Moments later, he banded both arms around her chest and brought her upright, slipping free of her.
They had yet to get their breathing under control, and his voice was gruff when he whispered, “Fantastic.”
Charli sighed and sunk against him, glad he had ahold of her. Otherwise, she’d probably collapse at his feet.
“You okay to shower?” he asked.
“Yeah, just ... give me a moment.”
“We got all night.” Roark nuzzled her neck, sending chills through her. Then he surprised her by scooping her up into his arms and carrying her to the bathroom. “Want me to stand by, make sure you’re okay?”
Charli shook her head as he stood her on her feet.
“I’m good. Really. I’ll be quick then you can use it.
I’ll wait to wash my hair in the morning.
” She twisted up her braid before turning on the shower to let it warm up.
“I won’t say no to you feeding me again.
” She kissed his cheek and stepped into the shower.
Roark chuckled. “On it,” he said.
Twenty minutes later, both were seated at the counter with sandwiches in front of them again. Roark cracked open a bottle of beer while Charli had water.
“So,” she began, “tell me about Club business.”
Roark wiped his mouth and took a swig of beer.
“Well, you know about the businesses we own and operate as an SoS entity. I also own a brewery in Twin. I’ve got good people running it, and I leave them to it.
I check in a few times a month unless they need something from me sooner.
The manager asked if I had any interest in opening a second location, possibly in the Burley area.
It’s also starting to pick up with growth.
But I like the idea of staying in Hunt or Eden and add to the growth here.
If I do that, it’s a complete ground-up build since there aren’t any existing places to refurbish.
I’m tossing around ideas and looking at where it’d make sense to build. ”
“That’s exciting. I’d love to see your brewery sometime.”
“That can be arranged.”
“And these concerns that are happening... What’s the extent of those?”
Roark told her about the equipment sabotage and the effects on the farmers.
He also mentioned their shooting range located about three miles north of their compound in Hunt was trashed.
Literally. The outdoor range had all the targets destroyed, and it looked like someone came in with a dump truck of trash and scattered it across the grounds.
“Some people are just scum.”
“Sadly, true. We’ve got cameras set up now, so if any shit happens again, hopefully, we’ll get the bastards.”
They finished their meal and cleaned up then got comfy on the couch. Roark sifted his fingers through her loose hair, making Charli hum with delight.
“You feel like staying in?” Roark asked. “It’s early. I could take you to the brewery tonight if you’d like.”
Charli turned her head to smile up at him. “Yeah, that sounds like a great Friday night. Let me change. Do you want to swing by the compound for a change of clothes?”
“Nah, I’m good. I’ll let Griff know and see if he has any word about that vehicle yet.”
“Okay. Be right out.”
Charli changed into a denim skirt that reached her knees and topped it off with a cream peasant blouse.
She slipped on leather sandals, brushed out her hair again, and rejoined Roark.
When his head came up, he scanned her form before meeting her gaze.
His intense look made her smile, then she twirled in a circle.
“You like?”
“I do. Gonna have a hard time knowing any other man is watching you.”
She walked up to him and lifted her hand to cup his cheek.
“Let them look, knowing you’re the only one who gets to touch.
” Charli went up on her toes to lock her lips with his.
And when he snaked his hand around the back of her neck with those possessive vibes, she hummed with pleasure.
She loved knowing she was his. And he was hers.
When their kiss ended, Roark stared into her eyes while caressing her cheek. “Love you, Charli girl.”
“Love you.”
He smiled and dropped his hand, pocketing his phone. “Griff said the SUV is registered to a company, Tinsley Corporation, so no telling who the driver is. He’s having Tech do some digging into them, see what they’re all about. I’ve never heard of them.”
“Something sounds familiar about that name. Something up north.” Her brow scrunched but the memory eluded her.
“Don’t stress. If you remember, let me know. You ready?”
“Let me grab my wallet then we can go.” Charli tucked the leather wallet and phone case into her pocket. “You want to drive the Nova?” She looked down at herself. “Not great riding attire.”
“Love to.”
Moments later they were cruising along the backroads around Eden then connected to the highway to take them over to Twin Falls.
“The brewery is near the Snake River Canyon rim, so, aptly named Canyon Rim Brewery. A lot of expansion with eateries and shops. And not just there, but throughout the entire Magic Valley. There’s a great walkway along a portion of the rim. Pretty views.”
“Can’t wait to see it all,” Charli said with eager anticipation. “Been a long time since I’ve done something like this just for fun.”
Roark threaded his fingers with hers and kissed the back of her hand. “Then fun you shall have.”
Once on the freeway, Roark gunned the Nova, and Charli laughed, elation running through her for the first time in years.