Chapter Four
Rock kissed down Adele’s back. She flicked her hair over one shoulder and glanced behind her. Spreading the cheeks of her ass open, he gazed down at her cunt and anus. They’d been fucking for the past five hours. He’d come three times, brought her to orgasm five, and he wasn’t done.
They had even stopped for a snack to help them.
Running a finger down to her anus, he watched as she tensed.
“Do we have an anal virgin on our hands?” he asked. He pressed against her ass, and she gasped.
“I’ve never been touched there.”
“You know it’s going to belong to me.”
“You’re very bossy. Anyone ever tell you that?” she asked.
“I’m the Prez of my MC. I’ve got to be bossy.”
“Yeah, and it makes me wonder what you’re wanting to do with a woman like me?”
He froze. “What do you mean?”
“You can have any woman you want. I imagine you’re known for it, so why me? I’m not part of your club or your world. I’m a no one to you.”
“You’re not a no one to me, Adele. I see you. You’re part of my world, even if you don’t realize it yet.”
She rolled over and he climbed off the bed, going to the bathroom to wash his hands. Returning, he leaned against the door frame, arms folded.
“I’m not one of the women, Rock. I don’t go to the parties, and I don’t hang out.” She knelt on the bed, her hands resting on her thighs.
He loved her curvy body. In the past couple of hours, he’d gotten to learn every inch of her, and he wasn’t done.
Walking toward the bed, he cupped her cheeks and smiled down at her. “Then come to a party.”
She jerked back. “What?”
“I did try to invite you the other day.”
“You want me to come to a club party.”
“Yep. It’s going to be pretty scary. Lots of guys, drink, and sex. Pussy is always on offer.”
“I know.”
He frowned. “What do you know?”
“Nothing.”
Her cheeks went red.
“Out with it.”
“Well, people talk, and I’m a cleaner. I’m like a kid. I’m always seen but not noticed. I’ve heard a lot.”
“You did, did you?”
“Nothing bad, I promise.”
He chuckled. “Why don’t you take a chance and come see what we’re all about?” He stroked her cheek, needing to touch her.
She was leaning back on her legs, and she knelt right up. Her fingers sank into his hair as she pulled him down by his head, claiming the kiss. She ran her tongue across his lip, and he met her halfway.
This time, he held her in place as he took the kiss he wanted. Plunging his tongue into her mouth, he moaned as her nails tightened their hold.
She was everything. Pushing her to the bed, he followed her down, spreading her legs so that he could fit between her thighs. Grabbing his already swelling cock, he filled her pussy, slamming deep within her, until she moaned. He felt the tip of her cervix, letting him know he was as deep as he could go. Grabbing her hands, he pinned her to the bed, driving ever deeper.
He loved having her beneath him, completely at his mercy. Fucking her was a dream come true.
Rock had been dreaming about taking her from the moment he met her. She was everything to him, and then some.
She thrust up to meet his cock, taking him hard. Her eyes fluttered closed. Rock didn’t hold anything back, fucking her so hard the bed slammed into the wall.
Her moans turned into guttural cries that echoed around them.
The need to possess this woman consumed him. She set him on fire. Watching her with another man, even just talking to him about her shitty car, he’d not liked. He wanted to claim every inch of her, to have his mark on her body so that everyone knew Adele Sparks was Rock’s property.
He’d do whatever it took to make her his. Failure wasn’t an option. One day with Adele and she still fueled his body. This obsession wasn’t just about sex. It was so much more, and then some. He needed her.
“You know, we’ve not used protection all day.” He didn’t consider himself a father, but if it helped his cause, he knew he’d get her pregnant.
That was what he wanted. Now he just needed to make it what she wanted.
“I’m on the pill. We’re safe, and I’m clean, I promise.”
Rock paused. There went that plan. Even though it had only just entered his head, he’d not liked it. Knocking a woman up to keep her was not his idea of fun.
“What if I wasn’t?” he asked, not liking that she put herself at risk like that.
She licked her lips, frowned, and then focused on him. “Was it wrong of me to think you were a decent guy? I’ve come to know you.”
“I’m the leader of an MC.”
“So, it doesn’t have to make you an asshole. I’ve seen what you’re like, and I think you like me. Would you really put me at risk if you weren’t safe?” she asked.
She’d seen him.
She knew that he liked her.
For now, that was enough.
Taking her lips once again, he wrapped his arms around her, doing something he’d never done with another woman. He made love to Adele slowly, taking his time, learning every curve, every inch, and knowing there was no way in hell he was ever going to let her go.
****
The soreness felt good.
Adele had to keep reminding herself that she was a professional, and she couldn’t stand there and daydream about Rock. The party was tonight, and she was nervous. Every night this past week, he’d stopped by her house, and hadn’t left until the morning. They shared a meal together before one thing led to another, and they were having sex.
She loved the sex, but she had found that Rock was also … funny. It seemed completely absurd to think of a Prez of an MC as funny, but he made her laugh. Sometimes he’d pull funny faces, and then his impressions of some of the townsfolk were just hilarious.
Most of the time, laughter would turn to sex.
Working for him, he’d always appeared to be so laid-back but also in control, like nothing or no one could get to them. The women who talked about him were always moaning that he didn’t want anything else from them, and since she’d been in the clubhouse, he’d not even used them for sex.
They didn’t know how to capture his heart.
“Are you okay, Adele?” Ryan asked.
“I’m sorry, yes.”
She finished wiping down the lawyer’s desk, smiled, and then left. It had been a long day. One week they’d been together, not even that, not really.
With her car out of commission, she still hadn’t bought a new one. The jobs she still attended to were the ones in walking distance, that she could carry her stuff with her. She liked to keep busy.
Her parents would tell her to stop taking so much on for herself, and to hire someone. Right now, she wasn’t ready. This business was her baby. Cleaning was something she was good at, and she loved it.
The reputation of her company rested on her shoulders. Training someone didn’t have any appeal at all.
She packed up her stuff and headed outside only to pause. Rock was standing next to a car. His arms were folded, and he wore a pair of sunglasses. Right in that moment, he looked freaking hot.
“Hey, hot stuff,” he said.
Adele glanced behind her and frowned. “Are you talking to me?”
He was laughing by the time she turned to face him. “Look what I got for you.” He stepped away from a large, jeep-style car. Her logo and phone number were printed on the side, which was what she’d always wanted to have but never gotten around to.
Rock held up the keys. “Figured we could go have a spin. New set of wheels, what do you think?”
“Well it depends. Do I get to take it for a ride, or are you taking me for a ride, and I’ve got to enjoy that?”
He tossed the keys toward her. “Nope, you’ve got to take me for a spin. I want to know how this baby rides.”
She stared at the keys in her hands, touched that he’d taken the time to actually go look.
“I also had Carl give it the once-over. Everything is perfect, and it’s insured as well. All you’ve got to do is keep on top of it. What do you think?”
Adele was … blown away.
Don’t cry.
“I think it’s perfect.” She opened up the trunk of the car and placed her bag of cleaning products inside. Moving around to the driver’s side, she climbed in and ran her hands over the wheel. The scent of a new car was all over. The leather was pristine, and hadn’t been worn. This was brand new, not used.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” She pulled the seatbelt on and slotted it into place. “Put your seatbelt on.”
“Honey, I ride a bike.”
“I don’t see a bike here, so I guess you’re a passenger in my car. Seatbelt please.” She blew him a kiss and giggled at his glare.
“If one of the guys catches me, I’m never going to live this down.”
As she turned the ignition key, the monster purred to life, and she sighed. Even the car sounded impressed.
Pulling out of the curb, she took a few minutes to get used to the feel of the car, and she took them out of town.
She headed toward that special lane that only teenagers liked to go to. The space was private, and like a giant parking lot. She’d passed it a couple of times on her way out of town. At night, a couple of cars would be there. It was a known hangout for teenagers to make out.
Unbuckling her seatbelt, she climbed from her seat and straddled Rock.
He grabbed her ass, moaning as she pressed her pussy against his already hardening cock.
“I can see why they call you Rock Hard,” she said.
“This is what you do to me, babe. Always making me hard. Are you going to help me with that?”
She silenced him with a kiss, holding his face in place as she did. Breaking from his lips, she trailed hers down to his neck, sucking on the pulse. “Thank you for the car.”
“It’s a pleasure, babe. I want you to be safe.”
Another reason for her to adore him. He cared about her.
She shuffled from his lap, moving so that she was kneeling in the space at his feet. It was a little cramped, but she didn’t mind. Opening his jeans, she took out his cock. Sliding her tongue over the tip, she heard him hiss.
Taking the head of his cock into her mouth, she sucked down his length, and he filled her mouth. She bobbed her head, closed her eyes, and couldn’t get more than halfway down before he was hitting the back of her throat.
“Oh, fuck, baby, that feels good. I’m going to get you treats more often.”
They were both laughing, but he guided her mouth back to his cock, and she sucked him. This wasn’t to say thank you, or for the car. This was because she’d been dreaming about sucking his cock all day, and couldn’t … wouldn’t pass it up.