Chapter Ten Rage #2
I don’t fucking care right now. All I know is that I came here for a reason and I need to be buried so deep inside of her that I forget everything that is going on back at the clubhouse.
I don’t understand any of it and I don’t think I want to right now.
I just know that I need to get out of my head.
When I get into her room, I have not broken any contact with some part of her, I have either been feasting on her beautiful mouth or have brought my mouth down along the skin of her neck.
She is rubbing against me so much that I am hard as steel by the time we get there.
I don’t even make it to the bed. I slam her door shut and shove her up against it.
I honestly don’t even know what has come over me at this point, but I feel like a fucking animal and I need a release.
I need to fucking pound into her like I never had before.
“This is going to be hard and fast, baby. So hold on.”
I don’t even give her time to answer before I am ripping the sides of her tiny little shorts off to remove them from her body.
Once those are gone, I remove the tiny little fabric that is covering her fucking pussy.
The tiny little underwear rips easier than the shorts.
Once I’ve got my cock removed from my jeans I slam into her tight wet pussy.
She cries out and I silence her with my mouth before bringing one of my hands up and wrapping it around her throat.
“That’s it, take my cock like a good girl. FUCK!”
I continue pounding into her so hard and all that you can hear in this room is the sound of my skin slapping and her beautiful fucking moans. I look down and watch myself going in and out of her and the sight is so fucking beautiful. I can feel her getting close.
“Cum on my cock, beautiful. I want to feel your juices all over my cock. That’s it, come on baby. LET GO!”
WIth that she tightens around me and I feel her release cum between us.
She fucking squirted and it was so fucking amazing, I can feel myself getting close, but I want to fucking make her cum again.
So I bend my knees and get a new angle and begin to pound into her harder.
I don’t fucking stop to ease her through her orgasm, no, I am going to fuck another one right out of her again.
“Fuck, Rage, it’s too much. I can’t—”
She doesn’t finish because I growl.
“You fucking will, I want another one. I want you to cum so hard that all I hear is your fucking release. I want you to cum so hard that your fucking release strangles my cock. I want it and you will fucking give it to me.”
I remove my hand from around her throat and go down to her clit and begin to play with it. She is tightening again, but I can tell she is still fighting it so I begin to move my hips differently and pound into her from a different angle and it doesn’t take long before she is screaming my name.
“YES RAGE!! FUCK! YES!!”
My spine tingles, my balls pull up and I roar my release following hers.
“FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!”
I have never cum so hard in my life and that is saying something because this woman has drawn a lot of these out of me.
It feels like fucking minutes and my cock is still twitching inside of her painting her walls with my cum.
I take a minute to catch my breath before I step away from the door with her still attached to me.
Her head is on my shoulder and she is breathing heavily.
I don’t want to lose any contact with her so I step out of my boots, don’t ask me how I managed to do that while still having my dick stay inside of her.
I lose my pants and underwear and walk her over to the bed.
Before I lay her down, I remove my cut and place it on the chair.
I feel like a fucking magician at this point know that my still hard dick is inside of her.
I lay her down and hover over top of her.
I get up enough to remove my shirt. I then slowly lift her tank top up over her arms and she helps.
All the while keeping contact with those beautiful steel- gray eyes of hers.
It is like she can see into my soul. Once her shirt is removed I look at all of her and I slowly begin moving in and out of her.
I have never done this before. I have never felt the need to do this before, but something in me wants to take her like this, slowly and carefully.
It is like there is some unspoken thing happening between us at this moment.
As I continue to work myself up. I don’t know if she can feel it too, but something is changing right here at this moment and I don’t think I can let myself dwell on it.
“Rage. You feel so good.”
“Caleb, I want you to call me Caleb when I am inside of you.”
I don’t know why I said that or why I gave her permission to use my given name when we are together, but something in this moment told me it was the right thing to do.
I continue to slowly rock into her, it is passionate, it is raw and something that I never for one second ever thought I would experience.
We both finally cum together, while keeping our eyes locked and something passes between us and an uncomfortable feeling settles in my chest and I break eye contact as I pull out of her and roll over pulling her to lay on my chest.
Neither of us say anything, I don’t know if it is because she doesn’t know what to say or if she is as confused as I am.
As I sit there staring at the ceiling an uncomfortable feeling settles in my chest.
I ran to her when I was feeling out of control and I am feeling more safe and secure with her than I want to.
From my experience any time you get comfortable, any time you let a woman into your life in that way she hurts you or breaks you.
I promised myself a long time ago that I would never allow a woman to have that power over me again.
That I would not be like my brothers that are falling in love.
Feeling safe with a woman is something that is foreign to me, something that makes my chest tighten and makes me feel the need to run.
I don’t know how else to put everything I am feeling and I know if I were to talk to any of my brothers they would tell me I was in love with Rose, but I can’t be.
I can’t allow for any of that to happen.
I need to put space in between us. Nothing good would come from me being serious with her, nothing good at all.
I don’t know how long I lay here staring at the ceiling or when Rose’s breathing finally evens out, all I know is that I need to get out of here.
I can’t be here. Whatever just happened between the two of us cannot happen again.
I need to put a little distance and maybe a bitch or two between us.
I’ve been telling myself for months that I would and I could fuck other women, but it has never worked out.
I think maybe it is time that I try harder because the fact that this woman makes me feel things and is someone I ran to instead of going to the Pit is not something I can afford.
She is a complication that will ultimately leave me hurt or even worse, her.
My mother made it known to me that there was nothing lovable about me, that no matter what women could never care about me in that way.
Without taking a second to rethink my already made decision, I slowly slip out of bed making sure to be as careful as possible to not wake up Rose and begin to gather my clothes.
As I am getting my clothes together I hear a phone buzz and it isn’t mine, I glance at her phone on the nightstand and see she has a message from an unknown number.
Despite the fact that I know she was having weird issues with feeling like she was being followed, I ignore the nagging feeling in my chest that tells me I should look at that message on her phone to make sure everything is okay and grab my cut.
I slowly head out the door and quietly close it as I make my way back to the front door of the apartment.
“Is this normally how your situation works? You storm in here, fuck her for a couple hours, wait for her to pass out and then leave?”
I stop and turn towards the woman that is talking and she’s standing there with her arms crossed over her chest.
I take her in and what is with this woman being surrounded by gorgeous looking women.
Can’t she have any fucking ugly friends?
Like I swear this friend group if they come around the clubhouse is going to cause issues for all my brothers. I mean fuck.
“Abby, I assume?”
“Yep and you are the mysterious biker. Why the fuck are you leaving after you basically attacked her? I thought this would be an all night affair. I was prepared to try and go find myself something with all the noises coming from that room.”
“She’s sleeping and I’ve got to go.”
Then something I was not expecting do to the fact that I’m huge and this woman is like maybe three inches taller than Rose so she’s fucking pint sized storms up to me and looks up at me with her big hazel eyes.
“You better not hurt her. Because if you do I don’t think you are prepared for the shitstorm that will come your way. I’m not talking about just me.”
With that she turns and walks away and I don’t sit and think about what that bitch means by that. Maybe I should’ve, but there is too much storming around in my head for me to think of anything else.
As I head towards my truck my phone buzzes.
Lash.
“Hey brother, you okay?”
“No, I’m not fucking okay. I just lost my mother-in-law, two of my kids are missing, I just dropped off the other four and my pregnant wife just told me I needed to leave the house. Can I fucking stay at yours?
I don’t want to be too far away and I sure as fuck do not want to stay at our apartment in the clubhouse.”
“Yeah brother, you have access. I’ll be there soon.”