CHAPTER TEN
– NORIE –
Fatal stares at his bike while I wonder why he’s suddenly sharing this background story. I’d rather get on his bike and get to the clubhouse. Yet, I’m also not looking forward to be confronted with Swade either. I definitely have some daddy issues I didn’t know about, totally pun intended. Ugh.
“A chick I used to fuck on a regular basis got clingy,” Fatal starts.
I hold up my hand. “Please stop. I’m really not curious about any of this and the past is the past.”
Fatal completely ignores me as he continues, “The chick was a sweetbutt. Free pussy. Though, she only wanted my cock.”
I wrinkle my nose. Yeah, this is a discussion I want to fast-forward and skip over most, if not all, the details.
“Her twin sister was Gilpin’s old lady.”
“Was,” I echo.
He nods. “One night Gilpin woke up alone in bed and went looking for her. He found her arguing with her sister in front of my room.”
“I’m almost afraid to ask what they were arguing about, but I’m guessing it was you.”
Fatal gives me another nod. “Turns out they’d been trading places.”
“Holy fisting-lubeless-dildos inside your ass on a rampage. No wonder Gilpin wants to fuck you over.”
He waves his hand as if to dismiss my point.
“This happened over five years ago. He doesn’t hold a grudge and he shot both cunts himself, along with another woman.
No choice because they almost took down the clubhouse when they smashed the bar and dropped a lighter to start a fire.
The other woman wanted to stop the twins but realized the fight was about them fucking me and she got pissed because. ..”
I cut him off because it’s not hard to guess the outcome.
“She wanted you for herself as well. All three of them. Wow. So, your nickname, road name, whatever...it sucks. Fatal attraction, a disastrous outcome with funky cunty behavior. Sorry to disappoint you, buddy, but I’m not going on a rampage.
Your dick is swell and all, but cray-cray isn’t my jam nor will it ever be. ”
He rubs the back of his neck. “I know. The reason I’m telling you is because of Gilpin’s involvement, and the fact that I don’t want you to find out from someone else.”
“Someone meaning Swade,” I grumble, understanding this part.
Swade is the kind of man who doesn’t settle.
Except when it apparently involved his second-choice wife.
He’s always pushed others to do better and it’s also why he gave me a chance to.
..wait. I always thought he’d offered his support and the pool house to give me options.
With him knowing he was my father? It wasn’t something he’d offer to anyone.
“Yeah,” Fatal says. “He might suggest for you to leave, and this doesn’t involve leaving in a few days with Sevrin.”
“I’m not leaving with Sevrin. I don’t even know the dude. I’m still struggling with facing Swade and I’ve known the man all my damn life,” I grumble.
He bobs his head. “It’s why I also said you’re mine. If I claim you, you will become the president’s old lady. No one will be able to take you away, ’cause all my brothers would die to protect you.”
“Even against another one of your Kings of Anarchy chapters?” I wonder.
Fatal smiles. “Sevrin has to respect my claim.”
I stare down at my boots to think things over, but all my mind comes up with is one question. “What are the perks if I accept your claim?”
A smirk tugs his sexy lips and his voice turns husky. “Sole access to my cock.”
I roll my eyes. “Besides being the only one I can fuck, and you’d better not touch another woman, because if we do this?
It will only be you and me and no one else.
Cheating is disrespectful and I want to be able to trust a partner instead of letting anger and frustration simmer to a boiling point.
Unless you don’t think about this thing being long-term. ”
“I’m not negotiating terms, Norie. You’ll become my old lady and it’s not something I’ve ever offered a...”
“Do not say cunt or I’ll cock-punch you,” I grit.
He raises his eyebrow. “Warning beforehand makes it impossible to strike with precision.”
I raise my eyebrow in return. “Wanna find out?”
“Wanna be the president’s old lady?” he fires back.
My heart skips a beat and the way he’s staring at me with pure lust in his green eyes makes me blurt out the words, “Are we gonna have sex on your bike if I say yes?”
He barks out a laugh. “I never saw the appeal, but I can bend you over my bike and fuck you right now.”
I quickly scan the empty parking lot.
Fatal swings his leg over the bike and pats the leather of the saddle in front of him. “Sit, Norie.”
My breath catches. He’s patting the saddle in front of him. Which means sex and not hop on and let’s ride. This is about a different ride. A load of butterflies go havoc inside my belly at the thought of having this man again. Just the reminder of the chemistry the last time as me stepping closer.
“Do you want to look at my face or my ass?” I ask.
“I’ve been looking at your pretty face for days. Let’s change things up ’cause your ass is fuck-tastic.” He reaches out, places his hands on my hips and turns me slightly to guide me onto the bike in front of him.
“Hands on the handles, Norie,” he says.
I reach for them while I feel his skillful fingers slide my checkered skirt up. A gasp rips from me when he tears the fabric of my stockings. My panties are drenched and clinging to my pussy. He groans when he touches me and easily slides my panties to the side to bury two fingers inside me.
“Just as tight and hot as I remember.” He pumps his fingers in and out of me and I push back, eagerly seeking more. “Fuckin’ drenched, weeping for my cock. Missed me, eh? Yeah, you did.”
The sound of a zipper makes me smile with anticipation. I grip the handlebars when I feel the hot blunt tip of his cock teasing my entrance.
“Hold on, babe,” he breathes right beside my ear.
It’s literally all I can do when he thrusts himself balls deep inside me.
Bliss. This man knows how to find my eternal switch to uncomplicate situations and make them very simple.
Life off, rapture on. My eyes fall shut when I feel his hot breath on the back of my neck.
His hands are pinning my body in place while I have my hips tilted to meet his thrusts.
“You feel so damn good, clenching around my cock like you need me deeper.” His teeth nip my skin.
He starts to suck and my eyes roll back. Overwhelming pleasure. I never knew the nibbling, sucking, biting along my neck during sex was such a damn turn-on. The bruising grip on my waist to pin me in place so he can use me as he pleases is on my list of turn-ons as well.
“I’m going to fill you up with my cum, give you a nice load to brand your pussy as mine. You’re going to take every single drop and have me leaking out of you as a reminder who you belong to.”
I whimper. There are no words to give as a reply. My brain simply doesn’t function when our bodies are connected. His dirty words do make my pussy clench with need. The sweet sparks of pleasure are spreading and if he could just...his hips shift and the angle allows him to drive himself deeper.
“Yes!” I scream and squeeze my eyes closed to ride the bliss hitting me full force.
Fatal pounds my pussy harder, deeper, faster. Once, twice, a final time until he buries himself deep and I can feel his cock thicken and pulse inside me.
“Fuuuuu...yeahhh...mmhhhnnn...” His breath fans over my neck, making me shiver.
We’re both fully dressed and yet, still intimately connected.
“Next time we won’t be waiting days between fucking. Damn, my balls were hurting from not coming inside you. Also, no more condoms. Since it’s just us with you as my old lady, we’re fucking bare. I’ve seen your birth control pills and your punctuality in taking them.”
“Okay, but isn’t this going to be messy? Like unplugging the drain once you pull your cock out?”
His chuckle is husky right beside my ear. “Good thing I didn’t rip your panties. You can soak it up or stain the leather of my bike. It’ll remind me of your sweet pussy taking my cock every time I see it.”
I groan when he pulls out and slides my panties back in place.
He smacks my ass. “Go sit on the back of my bike, sweet thing. We’re going for another ride.”
Somehow, I’d rather have another ride on his cock instead of riding on the back of his bike to the clubhouse. Yet, my body’s switch has been flipped. Rapture off, life on. And life at times sucks ass.