Chapter 8 Torque
She’s still in shock, processing that her life was in danger, and it only happened because of her association with me.
I keep waiting for her to tell me to fuck off and that I’m not worth dying for or being caught in the middle of a club war.
She wouldn’t be wrong. It’s a hell of a thing to put her through, even if it wasn’t really my fault that it happened.
Still, if she had never met me, she wouldn’t have had a gun at her temple.
That’s something I can’t forgive. Maybe I should let her go, but I know, as I step into the shower, hold her, and we move under the rainfall shower head, that I won’t be able to do it.
I’m already in too deep to walk away now.
“This feels nice,” she murmurs as I reach for a bottle of shampoo and squeeze a hefty amount in my palm.
Noelle has long hair, and I know I’ll need more than I usually use.
Without saying a word, I begin to lather the dark strands, massaging her scalp as she moans.
The sound goes straight to my cock, and I don’t bother denying the attraction I feel to this woman.
She’s fucking gorgeous, after all, but it’s so much more than her generous curves or honey-sweet lips.
I’m falling hard, and I don’t care.
Something inside me settles as I care for her, lathering up a loofah and cleansing her soft skin, taking my time as I gently rub every inch.
When I reach between her legs, she parts her thighs without hesitation.
I drop the loofah, choosing to use my fingers as I rinse off the soap and use tight, controlled swirls over her clit.
“Torque,” Noelle gasps, gently rocking her hips.
“Yeah, baby. Show me what you need.”
“You. Just you.”
It’s so simple but incredibly satisfying to know she wants me and she’s not afraid to show it. Not even after the day she’s had. I slowly insert two fingers, beginning to pump in and out of her pussy as she grabs my wrist.
“I don’t want to come like this.”
“Then how?” I know as soon as she tells me she wants my cock inside her, I won’t be able to resist.
“Your cock.”
It’s so fucking sexy to hear her sweet voice say such a dirty word. I fucking love it. “Tell me exactly what you want me to do with my cock, baby.”
She reaches for it, wraps her hand around the base, and gives me a deep pump from stem to tip. My body jolts. Fuck me. My hand slaps against the tile.
“You want my mouth?”
Christ. I can’t take this teasing. Not from her. Not when I haven’t fucked her yet. It’s torture. “Beautiful, if you do that, I’ll come in your mouth. Fast. This first time, I want buried deep in your pussy when I spill my load.”
She looks pleased with herself, which makes me laugh. “I knew you’d say that.”
“Oh? You did?” I pick her up and press her back against the wall.
Noelle’s long legs wrap around my waist. At this angle, my dick is already bumping against her core. It won’t take much to sink into her warmth.
“This won’t be gentle,” I tell her. “I need to claim you. To fuck you, Noelle. I want you crying out my name as I drive my cock deep inside you.”
“Looking for bragging rights?”
“Maybe.” I’m teasing her. “I don’t care who the fuck hears how good I’m fucking my ol’ lady.”
She wrinkles her nose. “Old?”
“It’s just a term. One that means you’re mine and I’m yours. That you’re protected and cherished and no one can fuck with you.”
“I kinda like that,” she admits.
I pop a quick kiss on her lips. “Then I’ve got to shove this hard cock into your pussy and make you come, baby.”
“Stop teasing me already,” she sasses.
Damn. I fucking love her. Can’t help it. She’s my personalized Christmas gift. The best present I could ask for. Hell, she’s sweet enough to be my holiday treat.
Oh, I’m gonna love eating her pussy later.
I line up my cock and sink the tip inside her. Pausing, I watch her reaction as she squirms on my dick. “Torque.”
“You wet enough?”
She smacks my shoulder. “Please. Fuck me, Torque!”
I drive into her hard, completely filling her as her eyes widen. “Oh, wow.”
“Yeah. That’s right. I’m stretching your tight pussy and making sure you can take me.”
She’s panting, writhing a bit as I slowly pull out, only to surge back in. Her tight walls grip the length of my cock, and it feels so fucking good I have to pause before I come too fast.
“You okay?”
She makes a noise that’s something close to a moan as I sway my hips against her, using the momentum and her slick cunt to easily glide in and out. I can tell she’s becoming used to my size as she swivels her hips and grinds against me.
“Play with your clit,” I order. “Show me what a good girl you are, baby. Come all over my cock.”
She slides a hand down her stomach, holding onto my arm with the other, and dips it between her legs. Her thighs start to shake as I pick up the pace, rutting into her as I feel my balls tighten. I know it won’t be long before I join her.
Noelle’s pussy flutters around my cock, and I feel it as she tightens around the girth, nearly clamping down as she comes.
Her expression is totally blissed out as I rock into her, trying to extend the pleasure because it’s the fucking hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
Watching her fall apart as I fuck her is my new favorite thing to do.
After a few more strokes, I’m shuddering as I pump her full of my cum. My hips plunge, and I growl before I capture her mouth. The kiss starts out wild but soon gentles as I go still, holding her up as I thoroughly taste and claim her. With my tongue. My cock. My fucking heart.
She’s totally filled by me as I dominate her, growing hard again as I start thrusting, gaining momentum until I’m driving into her, harder than I was before we started.
“Oh,” she gasps.
“We’re not done yet, Noelle.”
Her hooded eyes and eager hip swivel tell me she’s ready for round two.
I don’t disappoint.
AFTER OUR SHOWER, WE dress, and I hear my woman’s stomach rumble.
“Come on, baby.”
I lead Noelle downstairs to get something to eat, but I notice Storm, Bear, Zoo, and Heathen sitting around a table in the bar. They aren’t drinking.
Storm glances at his phone. “Half the city is without power. It’s worse than anyone could have predicted.”
“Four inches of ice,” Bear adds.
Well, shit. I look at Noelle. “Call your sister.”
She nods and pulls her phone from the pocket of her jeans. When Amy doesn’t answer, I can tell she’s worried and anxious. “Torque, what can we do?”
“That’s a question for Storm.”
He heard Noelle. “We’ve got the snow trucks. Take one and bring them back here.”
Having an auto shop also means the club has a towing business. A few years ago, Storm bought trucks, and now we also plow snow or provide removal for local companies. The city can’t handle it all, especially when there’s weather this extreme.
I nod, but she squeezes my arm. “What is it?”
“If it’s as bad as you say, there are a lot of people without power who need help.”
She’s right.
“What if we take out all the trucks? I bet there are a few stations set up around the city for people who need shelter, food, and a place to wait while the power gets restored.” I direct that at Storm, who starts nodding his head.
“Yeah. We can’t leave people to freeze in their homes.”
“I can call around,” Bear offers. “Find out where to take people.”
“Do it,” Storm orders.
Zoo jumps to his feet. “They’ll need donations. Blankets, water, and probably food. We’ve got shit here that we can drop off.”
“Once Bear finds out, coordinate with him.”
Zoo dips his chin in acknowledgment and rushes after Bear as he leaves the bar.
“Torque? When can we leave?”
“As soon as we pack a few blankets and anything else you think we might need. There’s no way to tell how bad the roads are, but we should be prepared.
” I brush her hair away from her face, caressing her jaw with my fingertips.
“I’ll take you to the kitchen first, and we can make some sandwiches. Maybe add some hot soup.”
“Or cocoa,” she adds.
“Yeah, baby. That should help. They might be cold once we get to them.”
Her worried expression betrays her anxiety. “Okay. Lots of blankets.”
“Only what’s necessary. Others will need them too,” I remind her.
“Right.” She’s anxious, and I know I need to redirect her.
I steer her toward the kitchen, and we get to work, packing and preparing extra in case we find more people who need help other than Amy and Ainsley.
There won’t be a lot of space in the truck, but I won’t be the only person on the road.
We can fit all four of us inside and probably another adult.
Anyone else will be added to the list I’ll send Storm.
He’s decided to be the dispatcher for our little rescue mission.
By the time we’re on the road, it’s dark and treacherous out. The truck slides even with chains on the tires. It takes over an hour to reach Amy’s place.
Noelle is bouncing in her seat, still anxious because she hasn’t been able to get through to her sister. Once I’m parked in the driveway, Noelle tries to hop out.
“Babe, you need to wait. Remember how icy it is. Wait for me and go slow.”
She nods, nibbling on her lip as she inches the door open.
I get to her easily enough, but I’ve got thick, deep tread on my boots. Even so, I slide and have to stop a few times on the way to the front door. We almost fall twice.
“Fuck,” I curse, holding Noelle’s hand. “Almost there.”
The door creeps open as we reach it, and Amy greets us. She’s wrapped in a couple of blankets. I’m sure Ainsley is, too, before I see her and confirm it.
Noelle rushes her. “Are you both okay?”
“Yeah. Just cold and tired and getting hungry,” Amy admits.
We haven’t met yet, but I recognize her from the family photos in Noelle’s house. “Hi, I’m Torque. We’ve come to pick you up and take you with us until the power is back on.”
“Hi. I’m Amy.” She cuts a glance at her sister. “Thanks for the help. We need it.”
“Why isn’t your phone working?” Noelle asks as we stand in the foyer.
“It died. No power to charge it.” She sighs. “I should have checked.”
“It’s okay. I’m here.” She hugs her sister. “Where’s my favorite niece?”
“Auntie Noah!” Ainsley rushes toward us and nearly gets tangled in her blanket.
“Hey, baby girl. You want to have a sleepover?”
“Yes!” She jumps up and down in excitement.
It’s not a bad idea. It’s so cold I’m almost tempted to do the same. “Could you pack a few bags? We’ll leave as soon as you’re ready.”
“Of course.” Amy rushes off, and Noelle follows her.
I sit on the couch, patting the cushion beside me. “I think you’ve grown since I saw you last.”
Ainsley smiles, and she’s missing a front tooth. “I lots my front tooth. Mommy says that means I’m a big girl now.”
“I’m sure it does.”
“Did you come to rescue us?”
“Yep. Your Auntie Noelle was worried and wanted to be sure that you were warm and safe.”
“Can I take Mr. Noodles with us?”
Mr. Noodles? “Who’s that?”
“My teddy bear. He’s got a few rips, but he’s very snuggly.”
This little girl is too cute. “I don’t mind. Go grab him.”
Ainsley tears ass across the floor, pumping her arms and legs like it’s a race and she has to finish first. Too funny.
I hear a loud crack outside and rush to the window. A branch, heavy from the icy buildup, snapped and fell in Amy’s yard. More branches looked ripe for a similar fate, and two of them dangled over my truck. Shit.
“Hey, darlin’. We’ve got to go. Now!”