Nickel
Her arms wound around my neck. I leaned back and stood up with her body wrapped around me. “Grab that bottle,” I ordered. She leaned down and snatched the bottle of Jack off the coffee table. “We’re gonna move this party to the bedroom.”
I stalked to her bedroom, my legs eating up the short distance to her bed.
“It’s only five-thirty, and we’re already going to bed? I had your whole biker persona wrong,” she giggled. “I think you’re more of a senior citizen who should be driving a moped.”
She managed to not spill a drop of the bottle of Jack when I tossed her on the bed and bounced around. “You’re gonna pay for that,” I growled. My hands grabbed the hem of my shirt and ripped it off over my head.
With a sassy grin, she pressed the bottle to her lips and took a sip. Her gaze traveled over my body, her eyes hooded with desire. “How do you do this to me?” she asked as she sat up, leaning on her elbows.
My fingers wrapped around the neck of the bottle and slid it from her grip. “Do what?”
“Make me act like, well…like I can’t control myself.”
I shook my head and set the bottle on her dresser. I didn’t need the high of alcohol when Karmen was around. She was the only drug I needed. “You always need to be in control?”
Her teeth nibbled on her bottom lip. “I don’t tend to do anything that would let me be out of control. Living with my father showed me just what being out of control can do.”
Her fucking father. I still really had no clue about the guy besides what Karmen had told me. I hadn’t been able to get any info today since I was running around doing bullshit for the club. “There’s a right and wrong way to be out of control, baby girl. Your father seemed to have fallen down the wrong path.” I placed one knee on the edge of the bed and grabbed her feet, spreading her legs.
“I’d have to agree with you on that one,” she whispered.
“But if you wanna lose control, I’m just the man for you to do that with.” I crawled onto the bed, sliding over her while raining kisses on up her body. “I don’t mind at all taking all of the control.”
“I bet you don’t mind at all.” Her breath hitched as I nudged up the hem of her shirt and then pulled it over her head. She fell back onto the bed, her hair fanning out around her while she covered her chest with her arms.
“Arms down,” I ordered. She wasn’t going to hide away from me.
She hesitantly lowered her arms to her sides and gripped the comforter in her hands. “Nickel, I just…” She sighed and closed her eyes.
“Stop thinking, Karmen. It’s like the light dies inside you as soon as you start overthinking everything. Just fucking feel.”
“You know,” she sassed, “that’s easy fo—”
I cut her off, knowing she was just going to throw some bullshit excuse at me, and honestly, I didn’t want to hear it. All I wanted was to feel her lush body beneath me and forget the day. “Stop. The next word out of your mouth better be my name or you begging for more. That’s it.”
I grabbed her wrists and pinned her arms above her head. My left hand held her in place while my right glided down the soft skin of her arm and cradled her cheek. Her eyes were half-mast, but I could see the fight she was having inside her head to just let go. My lips descended, catching her mouth in mine. Her body relaxed, and a soft moan whooshed from her lips the second I touched her. My tongue slid over hers while my hand cradled her breast.
She arched her back, pressing herself into my hand. “Please,” she gasped.
I didn’t know why she fought this when she knew when we were together that it was better than anything. I pulled down the cup of her bra, and my thumb swept over her puckered nipple. “Yes, baby girl.” Her body responded to every touch, begging for more. I slanted my mouth over hers and deepened the kiss. A moan glided from her lips into my mouth, straight to my dick.
Every hitched breath, moan, and small noise from her mouth drove me crazy. I was doing that to her. My touch was driving her crazy, and I planned to wring every last moan from her tonight.
She wrapped her legs around my waist and slid her arms over my shoulders. “Nickel,” she breathed. Her fingers delved into my hair, gently tugging to keep my lips on hers.
My fingers quickly unbuttoned her shorts. My hand cupped her sweet pussy the second her zipper slid down, and the welcomed heat of her warm mound drove me insane.
I jack-knifed off the bed, toed off my boots, and stripped off my jeans along with my underwear. “Ten seconds to get all of your clothes off.” I stroked my cock, watching her laid out before me with her shorts undone, shirt off, and a look on her face like I was the only man in the world. “Ten, nine…” By the time I got to five, she had snapped out of her daze and jumped off the bed, ripping off the rest of her clothes.
Her bra dropped to the floor when I growled “one,” and she was naked before me.
“Now what?” she whispered.
I crooked my finger at her. “Come here, baby girl.”
She shuffled in front of me, her arms at her side, and her bottom lip between her teeth. Was I ever going to get used to having Karmen this way? I prayed to God I never would because I never wanted to take her for granted. “This is going to be hard and fast, but it’s going to be damn good.”
Her body trembled at my words, and she sucked in a quick breath. “Okay.”
I grabbed her around the waist, spun her around, and pushed her onto the bed. She moved to crawl up to the pillows, but my hands gripped her hips, stopping her. “Stay right here.” I covered her back with my body, my dick nestling in between her lush ass cheeks. “Good girl,” I whispered in her ear.
My hand snaked down in between us, and she spread her legs, letting me nestle in between them. “Put your knees on the bed, but stay on the edge,” I ordered quietly.
As soon as she had both knees on the bed, my dick plunged into her wet, slick pussy, balls deep. “Nickel,” she gasped.
Her tight pussy milked my dick with each thrust. “Fuck, you feel so good.”
Each time my balls slapped against her, a whimper escaped her lips, driving me insane. “Feel it, baby. Fucking feel it,” I growled.
“Please, Nickel please,” she begged. Her head was tossed back, and her eyes were shut. I grabbed her hair in one hand while the other hand gripped her waist, holding her in place.
“Touch yourself, baby. Touch yourself and come around my dick.”
She went down on her elbow, one arm holding her up, while the other sought out her clit. Now I wished like hell I had flipped her over, but seeing her lush ass as I sunk into her wet cunt was sending me to the brink.
“Fast, baby girl. I’m gonna come,” I grunted.
Her hand grazed my dick, and I exploded inside her. Stars flashed before my eyes, and I collapsed on top of her, my hips involuntarily thrusting. “Oh, fuck yeah,” I shouted as my balls emptied.
She yelled my name, her voice muffled by the blanket she had her face shoved into. She whimpered and whined, her pussy milking my dick dry. Both of our breathing was labored, and I brushed her hair out of her face.
Her face was turned towards me, and her eyes were shut, a content smile was on her lips. “Wow.”
I couldn’t even think of a word to describe what had just happened. Hell, I could barely think. My fingers trailed up and down her back, drawing lazy circles.
“Did you go mute?” she asked. Her beautiful green eyes were searching my face, concerned.
“Damn near.” My voice was gravelly and hoarse.
She hummed under her breath and wiggled her arm out from under her. “I’m starving, but I’m pretty sure my legs are Jell-O right now.”
I glanced at the clock on the nightstand. “Chinese or pizza?”
“Hmm, both?” she giggled.
I gathered her in my arms, rolled to my back, and draped her over me. “I worked you up that good, huh?”
She slid between my legs, her elbows on my chest, and her head resting in her hands. A slow smile spread across her lips as she looked down at me. “Or maybe I’m refueling for later?”
“Put on my shirt, find something to drink, and meet me on the couch.”
She wrapped her arms around my neck and pouted her lips. “I’m surprised you want me to get dressed.”
My lips pressed a kiss to the tip of her nose. “Delivery guy ain’t gonna see what’s mine, baby girl, and we both need to eat. That damn sure isn’t going to happen if you’re naked.”
“Fine,” she huffed as she moved out of my lap.
She shakily took a step and looked over her shoulder at me. “I blame you for my wobbliness.”
I shrugged. “That’s one thing I don’t mind taking credit for.” I snagged my pants off the floor and tossed my shirt to her.
She pulled it over her head and piled her hair on top of her head. “Nickel,” she called.
“Yeah?”
“You can tell me why you had a bad day, you know that, right?”
That was the shit of all of this. I couldn’t tell her what the hell was going on. No one knew club business unless they were a patched member of the club. “I know. Just not much to tell.”
“Okay, but just remember, I’m a good listener.” She disappeared out the door with a wink over her shoulder at me.
I fell back onto her bed with my phone in my hand and sighed deeply. Not only was she hot as hell and fan-fucking-tastic in bed, but she was also probably one of the best people I had met in my life.
I was going to go to Hell for corrupting Karmen and making her mine.
Sweet and innocent meets ruthless and wild.
Definitely going to Hell, but what a fun ride it was going to be.
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