27. Rex
My brother slept deeply, his features relaxed in his pain-free slumber. Thank fuck. The whole ride back here I’d been beside him, going slow so he didn’t fall off, but wanting to race down the fucking road to get him home faster, get him patched up.
Fear had twisted inside me every time his bike had swerved, every time his body had wobbled and he’d grappled to balance himself with one arm. I’d counted every sign post, every mile marker until we hit the town, praying that the doc was here waiting to do what he did best.
The motherfucker worked on retainer, he was supposed to drop his bullshit personal life whenever we called him—we were paying him enough. But not this time, the one time we needed the old fuck, and he was off on a fucking cruise.
But Mia had appeared with her angelic face and her ballsy attitude, fixing my best friend, keeping me sane with her constant directions. The woman sounded like she was reciting from a fucking medical handbook the way she explained everything she was doing, and I’d never felt more grateful.
“You should take your own advice.” Cal dropped a chair beside me, sitting backwards, his forearms resting along the back. I raised my brows in question. “Go to bed.” He dropped his chin to rest on his arms, watching as Sly breathed in deeply, exhaling harshly in his sleep. “You know when you were both punk ass 18-year-olds, Sly fell off the clubhouse roof doing some stupid shit.”
I chuckled, remembering the time he’d fallen and landed in the skip out back. “He broke his wrist, landed on it. Cried like a fucking baby.”
“He was also riding that old bike of his with a fucking cast on,” Cal grumbled. “Despite me telling him to fuckin’ rest it or it wouldn’t heal properly.”
“There was no telling him not to get his ass on that Harley,” I replied. “There’s no telling that stubborn ass anything.” I sighed in frustration, because I knew the minute he woke up, he would be pissed at being ordered on bed rest.
“What I mean is, there was nothing stopping that kid then, and there was nothing stopping the man now.” Cal bragged, “He’ll be up and annoying the shit outta everyone in no time… we just gotta keep the miserable bastard entertained for a while.”
“I’ll get some of the club sluts in here to give him a celebratory blowy, they’ll cheer him up.” Cal practically vibrated trying to quieten his chuckle so as not to disturb the sleeping man, but there was no chance of him waking up anytime soon, Mia had given him a good dose of something that kept him knocked out. He would be out for a few more hours at least… hopefully.
“You know, that woman in there surprised me tonight,” he started. I turned to look at him, the big man focused on an interesting spot on the floor. “I thought she’d squirm at least. But she marched straight in there and didn’t even flinch at us barking orders at her. Some men have cowered when I raised my voice, not that girl. She looked me straight in the goddamned eye, Rex.”
“Some men are pussies,” I replied, pride warming my center. The princess was just proving to me that she fit right in, the prez’s approval made everything so much easier.
The only obstacle right now was Mia herself. She didn’t think she fit in here and was adamant that she was returning home. Seeing her tonight in the midst of our chaos, set her future here in stone, she just didn’t know it yet.
“Women like that are a different breed, Son. When you find one, you don’t let them go, no matter what you have to do.”
I squinted at the man who had been more of a father to me than my own sperm donor. “How did you make sure Jenna stayed?”
A lecherous grin spread wide, and a spark in his dark eyes lit up his entire face. “For starters, I fucked her brains out.” I leaned forward, listening intently. “Then I made sure I became the most important person in the world to her… and she’s been by my side ever since.” He grinned smugly. Clapping me on the back, my body jolted forward, knocking my senses back to the present. “Your woman is in your room, in your bed… you should think about trying to keep her there.”
I cleared my throat, nodding. He was right, I’d let her walk right out of here. If I wanted her to stay, I needed to show her that it was worth staying for. I was worth staying for.
“I’ve got Sly, I’ll knock when he wakes up…” Seeing me rise swiftly from my seat, he laughed. “Or maybe I’ll just wait until the morning.”
His laughter followed me down the hall toward my room, but his words stayed with me far longer.
Opening the door silently, I expected Mia to be fast asleep, tucked into my bed, exactly where I wanted her. What I never expected to see was the woman of my dreams looking exactly like she did in my fuckin’ fantasies.
Her head was thrown back on the pillow, her glorious hair spread across the bed as she bit down on her bottom lip, swallowing her own gasps as her arm moved beneath the covers.
Jesus fucking Christ… she was rubbing her pussy… in my bed.
I must have made a sound, a slight movement that had her eyes shooting open and locking with mine, the pretty blue eyes delirious with her pleasure. They widened as she spotted me, her hand falling still. “Don’t stop on my account, princess.”
Moving toward the bed, I pulled the blanket free so I could see everything.
And Gods be damned, what a fucking sight she was to behold.
I groaned as I took in her splayed legs, her hand hidden beneath the waistband, her little shirt doing nothing to hide the hard points of her nipples that were almost begging me to suck on.
I groaned, my fingers curling around the edge of the blanket, gripping it tightly in my fist. But I wasn’t that much of a cunt that I didn’t recognize the flash of alarm in her eyes. My knee rested on the bed before I stopped myself. “You can carry on, and I’ll just watch. I won’t put a hand on you unless you ask.” Her chest heaved as she watched me, motionless. With a slight jerk, her hand moved, just a slight motion, a soft gasp escaped her lips. “That’s it, princess,” I coaxed. “Touch yourself for me.” I groaned as her hand picked up its movements, the material of her shorts hiding every detail from me, but I could see the flush on her skin, smell the musk of her pussy as she got more excited, her scent permeating the room and driving me wild. “What were you thinking about while you were touching yourself in my bed?” She shuddered as she got closer to her release, her fingers circling faster. “Tell me.”
Harsh pants left her lips, her eyes begging me for release as she strained for that final moment. “...you …” she breathed. “You were…”
Her words cut off with a moan, and I leaned closer, desperate to touch her, my cock as hard as granite in my pants; yet I held back, waiting for the words that would give me the permission I needed to take what I wanted, to take everything from her and finally make her mine. “I was… what?”
“Rex… I need…”
Her body was strung tight, bowed forward to reach for that elusive climax, sweat beaded on her forehead. “Give me the word, princess, I can make it all better for you.”
“Please…” It was all the confirmation I needed, her plea was a green light and I fell upon her like a starving man, sucking one tight nipple in my mouth—material and all—hard. Her scream rent the air as I tunneled my hand between her legs, intertwining our fingers and feeling the slickness of her pussy for the first time. God, she was soaked. Moving lower, I reached her entrance, sliding the tip of my finger around the edge of her sweet pussy. As a moan built up in her chest, I felt the beginnings of her climax, the walls of her cunt fluttering against me. Giving the same attention to her other nipple, I bit down gently, my teeth locking around the hard nub. Her scream of release hit at the same time her pussy clamped down on my finger, and I pushed the digit in, feeling her pulse around me. Soon that would be my cock, and the thought had my dick throbbing.
As she came down from her high, her body sunk into the bed, tension leaving her frame as my finger softly played with the wetness between her thighs. Rubbing against her clit, she jerked, closing her legs and trapping my hand between them. “Sensitive?”
She nodded lazily, her legs releasing their tight hold. It was enough space for me to move my hand, bringing my wet fingers to my own lips and tasting the sweet essence. I savored every drop as she stared, the spark of lust still shining in her eyes.
“You taste delicious, princess.” I groaned, leaning over to offer myself to her, and she took the bait. Reaching up, she grabbed my hair, dragging me down toward her, the sting had my balls tightening, and I growled against her lips. This woman was maddening, she had fire in her blood as she matched me, teeth clashed and bit, her hips rolling up to brush my legs. I took her invitation, shoving her shorts down her legs and climbing between her soft thighs, the space perfectly made for me. Our hands fought to rid me of my jeans, fighting to push the fucking things down to release my cock.
The minute her hand grabbed me, I froze. She lay beneath me, pumping me slowly and I had the sudden urge to shoot my cum all over her chest, to mark her, to claim her as mine. “Move your hand, princess.” I had the sense to reach over and grab a condom, and roll it down my length, before aiming it at her tight entrance. I didn’t give her a chance to breathe before I pushed my cock inside her, sliding in until I couldn’t move anymore, her first orgasm easing my way in.
“Fuck,” I gritted out, her hot breath hitting my neck as she gasped. Her soft walls stretching around me were like hot silk, and my dick jerked inside her. My hands roved everywhere, finally having the freedom to touch her where I wanted. Sliding up beneath her shirt, I palmed her lush tits. One cupped in each hand perfectly, I rubbed my thumbs against each hard peak, watching the sweat along her brow as I eased in and out of her, giving her time to get used to the burn. “Damn, woman, you feel so good,” I groaned, as she wrapped her arms around me, her short blunt nails digging into my arms, trying to pull me closer, deeper. My clothes were still in the way, my pants pulled down enough to fuck her, but I couldn’t get closer, couldn’t feel her body against mine with the barrier, and I hated the fact I didn’t slow down enough to rid me - and her - of everything. “Next time, I’ll have you completely bare to me.” I pulled out half way before slamming back inside her, her moan rising with each slam of my hips until her cries filled the room.
“That’s it, princess, let me hear you scream.” The slap of our bodies met her beautiful cries, her head thrashing on the bed as I filled her up over and over, not stopping until I’d felt that pussy come all over me. Sweat dripped from my face, landing on my delirious woman beneath me, fuck, I needed to cum so badly. My balls drew tight, a burn at the base of my spine a warning that I couldn’t hold back much longer.
Watching her passion rise and dangle her over that ledge, I squeezed her nipples, her entire body jerking, her mouth dropped open in a silent scream as her pussy strangled my dick, the rhythmic pulsing matching my heartbeat. That throb was enough to send me over the edge, and I held myself inside her, letting her sweet pussy milk me of everything.
Dropping my head to her shoulder, I held still, waiting for the breath to fill my lungs. Mia lay slack beneath me, her hot breath coming in swift pants that filled my ear. Rising to my elbows, I looked down at the angel beneath me, her hair stuck to her sweaty forehead, her deep-blue eyes sparkled with wild abandon, her cheeks flushed and pink with her pleasure, and she’d never looked more stunning than she did now.
Her brows arched in surprise. “That was unexpected.”
“Well, I aim to please, ma’am,” I whispered before slamming my lips against hers, savoring the gasps of her lust. She squirmed beneath me, raking her fingers through my hair. “Keep doing that, and I’ll fuck you again.”
With a determined gleam in her eyes, she tugged on my hair, wrenching me back down until the little vixen held me captive above her. My cock was still inside her, rocking a semi, and I pulled out enough to get rid of the used rubber, throwing it at some place in the vicinity of the trash can. “Rex, what do you think I’m doing it for?”
Thank fuck I had a stash of condoms, because there was no way I was letting the princess out of this bed until I had her unable to walk straight.
Stripping out of the rest of my clothes, I got back to making my woman scream.