CHAPTER NINE
RIGGS
I kissed her with every fiber of my being. It was as if I was dying of thirst and she was my sweet fountain. All pure and fragile.
“Daddy has time to play before he leaves, baby girl.”
My growl against her lips had her purring in response.
“Play with me, Daddy,” she whispered.
I dragged my hand through the soft strands of her hair, memorizing every curve as my hand slid down her back and her hips, cupping her ass before finding her lacy panties beneath her skirt. I traced the seam and slipped my finger into her folds. She was wet and ready for me, she always was. Her body curved into mine, her breasts full and needy for my touch. I played with her like that for a while. My hand buried in her ass, holding her to me as I stroked my fingers in and out of her.
Her cheeks flushed and her lips parted as I bent down and kissed her hard, sucking her in like she was my last breath. I couldn’t take anymore of her whimpers and I turned her around, pressing her up against the empty crates. She grabbed onto them and bent forward, offering herself to me. She was always offering herself to my touch, my mouth, my cock.
I lifted up her short little black skirt and ripped her lacy panties off her, sticking them in my back pocket for later use. My cock throbbed at the sight of her plush soft backside and I nearly ripped my jeans off as I shoved them down to my thighs. This wasn’t about foreplay, or making it good for her. No, this was about owning her and making her remember the feel of my cock as I took her. Making sure she knew who she belonged to.
I grabbed her by the waist and lifted her leg up onto a crate. I moaned as her pink pussy glistened in the dim light of the swinging bulb above us. I leaned into her, stroking her with my cock, opening her folds as I slid into her.
She cried out as my cock entered her tight little cavern, she was gripping me, sucking me in.
“My baby girl’s greedy for my cock, isn’t she?”
My hands found her breasts beneath her shirt and she nodded. “Yes, Daddy. I always want your cock.”
I grunted and pulled back only to push back into her at full force. Her body began to tremble and her other leg gave out as I rammed her into the side of the crates. I grabbed her and roughly turned her around. Hooking my forearms under her knees I picked her up and slammed her down on my rigid cock. She was so light in my arms, and she gripped me so tightly, that I thought I’d come just from that one stroke. But I wanted this to last. I wanted her to cum all over me so I could leave with her coating me, marking me, and I wanted to do the same to her.
I lifted her and brought her down on me again and again. She was screaming my name and telling her daddy how good it felt. If the Hell’s Lovers weren’t aware she was mine before this, they damn well knew now.
“Cum for me, Luna. Cum for Daddy.”
At my command, her body tensed up and a silent scream escaped her lips as she came. I could see the waves of pleasure shudder through her as I continued to slam her down onto my cock. She was helpless to me, giving me full control, and I wasn’t about to stop. I continued to bounce her over me until a few seconds later she let out a strangled cry and came again.
“That’s it, beautiful. Release yourself all over me. Daddy’s making you feel really good, isn’t he?”
She whimpered and bit her trembling lip. I turned us around and slammed us against the wall and then I really fucked her. I let my cock pull out completely, curving slightly upwards, before slamming back in. Each stroke made her shake and grip onto me tighter. She was squeezing her walls tightly, forcing me to cum. Her eyes were squeezed shut and her breathing was ragged as she concentrated.
I narrowed my eyes on her and slapped her thigh. Her eyes shot open. “Bad girl!” I roared and slipped my hand onto her clit, rubbing it in deep slow circles just like she liked it. I pressed my lips to her ear. “Only Daddy can make you cum, understand?”
“Yes, Daddy! Fuck!” She came for the third time. She looked like a goddess as her body twisted and squirmed all over me. The sight put me on edge and I began my steady rhythm of chasing my own orgasm.
As I pulled out and slid back in, she whimpered and sighed, over and over again until she started to tighten around me once again. This time I ached for it, wanted it. Over and over she’d tighten and release me, contracting all around me. The feeling was too intense and I roared out as I came. She was so sensitive I felt her pussy convulse around me as she came for me again. It excited her to see me like this and I loved every minute of it.
When we were done I held her up against the wall, still buried deep within her.
“Daddy?” she purred in my ear and stroked my hair.
“Yeah, baby.”
“That was amazing.”
I chuckled. “You liked that?”
“Where did you learn to do that?”
I looked up at her then. “You don’t learn that, baby. I just wanted to see how many times I could make you cum on my cock.”
Her pussy clenched down on me and she laughed heartily. “You should try and up your game next time. Shit, I’m still shaking.”
“You liked that, huh?”
“I think any woman in their right mind would have loved that,” she stroked my cheek. “I don’t want to let you go.”
“I’ll be back, Luna. I promise, I’ll be back as fast as I can.”
“You better. Cause I think this round, you may have knocked me up.”
I arched an eyebrow. “Shit, it was that good?”
She pressed her lips lightly to mine and smiled. “Daddy, it was better than good. It was a baby making extravaganza.”
I chuckled and took her lips in a long kiss that left us both breathless.
TWO DAYS LATER, I found Gunner at a local Seattle bar sipping on a bottle of beer. His eyes were roaming the joint as if he was on the lookout for someone. He went from one corner of the bar to the other, until his eyes met mine. He arched his eyebrows in surprise, shook his head and smirked before taking another swig of his beer.
“You found me. And here I thought I was doing a good job of hiding. What the hell are you doing here, Riggs?”
I slumped down in the chair in front him. “Seriously, Gunner. What the fuck, man? Wolf’s been looking for you all over. I know you’ve gotten word.”
“I don’t belong to the Hell’s Lovers anymore, or did you forget that? I left a long time ago.”
I ran a hand through my hair in frustration. “The Prez needs you man. We need you. Shit’s going down at the MC.”
He nodded. “I heard. Got into it bad with Los Perdidos, huh?”
“That’s just the tip of the iceberg.”
He smirked. “Why do you think I’m here?”
I met his grim expression. “You heard about El Rubio.”
He lifted a shoulder. “You honestly think I wouldn’t help. Shit, I may not be there but you’re all still family. He fucked with my family, he’s got another thing coming.”
I grinned and relaxed in the chair. Gunner lifted a hand and ordered a round of shots.
I leaned in and grimaced. “You could have called. Because of you I’m away from the sweetest pussy I’ve ever known.”
He arched an eyebrow. “Interesting. You’ll have to tell me about those particular tastes later. I heard El Rubio hangs around these parts. Neutral ground and all.”
I nodded. “Heard that too. Don’t tell me you’re the contact.”
He nodded. “I’ve got friends everywhere, Riggs. I heard Grayson was searching for someone so I looked into it. Shit, I had just left Vegas before you arrived.”
“You knew about that too?”
“That I learned from Diesel himself. The man calls me every few days to make sure I’m alive,” he lifts his shoulder again. “I answer just for the hell of it. Makes him feel better to know I’m still alive, who am I to take that away from him.”
“You’re an asshole.”
“I am who I am, man.”
“You think he’ll show?”
He shrugged. “Possibly. We just need to be patient.”