Chapter five
Nicole
What was it about him? He's the only one to ever knock through her walls and reach the woman beneath and he hadn't even had to try. She couldn't even play the part in front of other people if he was there. With Prez, Shel and the brothers earlier, she was totally herself. There were no ramblings, the unaffected front she usually wore had crumbled and she'd laid herself bare. She'd felt safe, she never felt safe, and now here she was begging Duke to fuck her! The very man who'd started all this and she knew nothing about! What was he doing to her mind? How was it possible she'd only known him for a day?
All night since her time in the booth, her focus had been on him, her gaze seeking him out wherever he was and whenever she had the chance. It all began to feel like foreplay. She fought when he pulled her away to his apartment, yet she knew if he'd let her go she would have hated it. Duke’s alpha vibes made her want to challenge him but she she had to admit to herself that she hadn't put up much of a fight. She had this fantasy in her head of him throwing her over his shoulder and taking her with such vehemence that no other man would ever be able to compete. So far she was getting her wish, but she'd had enough now and was primed for the main event.
Her body was quaking, her pussy swollen and wet, every ounce of her being was focused on his lips. Her skin was hyper sensitised and the cool air that passed between the few gaps between them irritated her senses. She couldn't bear any distance between them. She closed the gaps, kissing and nibbling his neck, making her way back to his lips. She pressed hard against him, wanting to be sheltered in his warmth and cocooned by his body.
His skin was hot to touch and so smooth. Her lips prickled as they swept against his stubble. His hands slid down her back and stroked her exposed skin before ripping her tank up, forcing her arms above her head. She was desperate to have his skin against hers. He started massaging her swollen breasts and plucking her nipples, sending shock waves to her core. She pushed his cut from his shoulders and started pulling up his tee. He finished the task for her, whipping it over his head and across the room.
Their bodies clashed together. His skin on hers felt so right, her whole body reacted with a pleasant spasm and a moan tore through her from deep inside. His hands moulded to her ass and lifted her up, squeezing and separating the cheeks. She swung her legs around his body and ground her clit against his rigid cock, coating his pants with her slickness that had already soaked through her shorts. The kissing grew desperate with sharp nips on each others lips. Duke strode to the bedroom where they collapsed onto his king size bed.
Cool satin sheets soothed her back as Duke tore at her shorts while she tackled his zipper. Her hand wrapped around his thick cock and started to stroke his length, needing to feel every inch. The sheer sized amazed her and caused the aching emptiness to increase between her thighs. He pulled her hand away, kicked of his pants, leaving his sculpted form exposed for her viewing. He stepped forward and pulled off her shoes, tore her shorts off her legs and froze.
"Holy. Fuck." He groaned. "That's the sexiest fucking thing I've ever seen."
His eyes were fixed on the soft pink bow tattooed on her bare mound. The ribbon tails fanned out to the top of her thighs, framing her pussy. His fingers traced softly over it before dipping down into her heat, running a fingertip over her pulsing clit. Her back bowed as sharp pleasure shocked her at his touch.
"I've gotta taste you, baby."
He lay between her legs, grasped her thighs and moved them up to rest on his shoulders. His eyes moved to fix on hers as he gave a long slow lick from her entrance to her clit. Her body convulsed with the movement of his tongue and her head dropped back onto a pillow. She reached down and threaded her fingers in his hair, clinging as sensation swamped her. Lifting her ass and pushing his tongue deep, he started to circle her clit with tip of his tongue, driving her into madness.
“Come for me. I want to taste it on my tongue. Give it to me, baby.”
With one last flick, her orgasm burst from her centre, obeying his command before spreading to the rest of her body. She shivered and jerked with aftershocks. Duke's weight pressed down on her, he sucked her nipples and she felt his cock pressing at her entrance. She tried to push herself down to draw him in, but he held her in place. Even after the best orgasm she'd ever had, her body was still screaming at her to be connected to his.
"Fuck, you taste so sweet. Your pussy's sucking the tip of my dick, dripping your juices, crying to get me inside. You're so ready for me."
With that he thrust into her to the hilt, stretching her to the max and sending her straight into another orgasm. His cock had hit every nerve and sweet spot of her walls on its entry. She grabbed his ass, holding him still, not sure if her body could take much more. She knew it would have to. He filled her so full she felt a twinge of pain and it was so much better for it. Duke was managing to push her limits in every way.
His hips slowly pulled back and with a hard thrust he pushed himself to the hilt again, his balls slapping against her ass. He started a frantic rhythm that pushed her higher and higher. She'd never experienced anything so intense. He was playing her like he knew every inch. Sweat coated their bodies, easing their movements. His smell surrounded her. She would willingly drown in it. She needed to taste him. Licking his chest and neck, she tasted salt, musk and something she didn't recognise that was exclusively Duke. He was addictive.
His thumb pressed to her clit and made fast, firm circles. Her eyes met his before her head was again thrown back in ecstasy, her nails digging into the skin of his back, desperate to find purchase. She screamed her release and his sexy, deep groan that followed, nearly pushed her into climaxing again. Her pussy locked on his cock, massaging and milking him into coming. He thrust once more and stilled, spilling himself deep in her pussy. He withdrew quickly, spurting the last rope of his cum over her bow tattoo. He coated her using the head of his cock, rubbing back and forth on her mound. Watching his work, his eyes never left her tattoo until he was done stroking himself over her. She felt liked she'd been marked.
He collapsed his weight to the side of her, leaving his heavy leg and arm sprawled over her body. She was pinned to the bed, she'd be happy to stay there forever. Their breaths continued to saw in and out of their chests. Nicole was still twitching with aftershocks as she stared at the ceiling trying to wrap her head around what had just happened.
She'd never responded that way during sex before. Her body had followed his every move, totally surrendering to him. She twisted her head to look at him. His eyes were already focused on hers. Neither spoke. What do you say after the single most amazing sexual encounter of your life? Thank you? No, she just held his gaze and let herself enjoy this connection they shared until it ended. He inched his face closer to hers and pressed a slow, chaste kiss on her lips. She felt her insides flutter.
"You still wanting that shower?" He voice was deep, sexy and rough, like he'd gargled with gravel. His lips tipped up into a small smile.
"Yeah, that'd be good." She felt almost shy now. She'd let herself be vulnerable and it was unnerving to her. Shaking her head, she pulled herself together. "Through there?" She pointed to the door at the back of the bedroom.
"Yep. I'll grab us a couple beers for when you're out."
She felt his gaze follow her the entire way to the bathroom. She loved it. She knew if she turned around and looked at him that she'd never make it to the shower. That wasn't an option. She desperately needed one. She stood under the hot spray letting it massage her neck while she replayed the last half hour through her mind.
His skin had looked bronzed and glistened with sweat as he held his powerful form above her. Muscles contracted and rippled under his smooth skin. The power of his thrusts pounded her towards the headboard. She could feel how slick her thoughts were making her pussy. She had to have him again, especially if there would only be this one night. Nothing was certain. She didn't like how unwelcome that thought was in her head. She finished her shower and wrapped a towel around her.
Coming into the bedroom she saw Duke on the bed. He was lying flat on his back, hands behind his head with his erection twitching the closer she got. She could have stood for hours just memorising every bulging muscle, every ripple of his torso and the veins running down his arms. Black and grey tattoos decorated his ribs and arms, weaving through each other making them look like one big piece of art. She could think back on that picture later, right now she needed a proper taste of him. She dropped her towel and heard his breath hitch. His eyes widened and went from hot to smouldering. She'd never felt so wanton before. This guy was basically a stranger but she just couldn't help herself. Moving from the bottom of the bed, she crawled up his body, running her hands up his muscled, lightly-haired legs, squeezing and separating them on her way.
"Fuck, baby, you are one sexy bitch. Can't wait see those fat lips on my cock." He groaned out. He wouldn't have to wait long.
Duke
He ran his fingers into her silky hair to hold her head. He had to touch her, it was almost a compulsion. When she was walking towards the bed his fingers were itching to feel that smooth, soft skin again. He focused on her perfect fucking face. The gleam in her eyes made her look hungry, like she was about to devour him. His cock leaked more at the visual. Her head bent, but she kept her eyes to him as her nose nuzzled his balls. Her delectable lips opened and she sucked each one into her mouth and rolled them with her tongue. She hummed and the vibration shot through his balls straight up the length of his cock. He growled at the sensation and could have come from that alone.
Before he had time to react, she gripped his length in her tiny hand and engulfed it in her sweet, hot mouth. With no encouragement she took all his length right into her mouth and throat. His hips jerked off the bed even though he was using extreme effort to hold still. No one had ever sucked him so good. Looking at her lips stretched around his cock, slick with saliva, working his entire length, brought him right to the edge. He started to gently thrust his hips in time with her movements. He let his head fall back, the sight of her was too much. She nipped and licked his helmet, then pulled him deep. He couldn't hold back any longer and with a final thrust he shot his cum so hard it felt almost painful. A guttural sound blasted from his mouth.
"That's it, baby - take it all."
He gripped her head so tightly, he was worried he was hurting her but he couldn't loosen his hold. His body was frozen in ecstasy. As the pleasure ebbed, his body collapsed back onto the bed as he tried to pull more oxygen into his lungs. Fuck. He needed to check his balls weren't inside out. Her head was resting on his thigh. He reached down, hooked her arms and pulled her up his body. Her already pouty lips were swollen from her effort and looked more delectable than ever.
"Shit, baby, don't know how I had anything left after that fuck, but hell, whatever there was you just sucked right outta me..... I think I need a nap before we go again."
She giggled and the sound tightened something in his chest. He was really starting to like this bitch. He rolled them over onto their sides, tucking her close. Her head was lying on his bicep and his other arm pulled her body flush with his and rested over her hip. He inhaled the clean smell of her hair and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
Waking in the morning, his body felt like it did after hours at the gym. They'd woke another three times in the night to fuck. He couldn't get enough of her body no matter what angle he was looking at it from. One thing he was certain of; one night would never be enough. His eyes took in every perfect curve pressed against him and he had to fight his body from turning Nicole over and taking her again.
He looked at the clock. He definitely didn't have time, he'd got a couple of meetings to go to with Razor for club business and he couldn't be late. Also, he wouldn't put it past his brother to charge into his apartment, and he didn't want Razor or anyone seeing an inch more of Nicole than they needed to. Possessiveness was a feeling he had never had before, but now it was taking over his entire being as the thought of anyone taking her like he had sent him raving mad. Trying unsuccessfully to push it aside, he started kissing, sucking and nibbling Nicole's neck, marking her even more than he did in the night and breathing in her sweet fragrance. Her tight, curvy body was amazing and he couldn't help but palm one of her breasts. She moaned and he felt her nipple pebble under his palm. He forced himself away from her quickly, he really didn't have time, he reminded himself as his cock started to fill. If he stayed next to her for one more second, he would never go. Her heavy eyes opened.
"Morning baby, that was quite the fuck you gave me last night." She looked sexily rumpled and sated. Maybe that hadn't been the most romantic thing to say, he'd never done the morning after thing before.
"You're welcome." She rolled her eyes and he chuckled. He liked her sass.
"I gotta head out. Club business. Use the bath, shower, whatever you want. Okay?" He didn't wait for answer, just attacked her mouth for one long wet kiss, needing her taste back in his mouth. She melted right against him.
He got out of bed, quickly dressed and left. He didn't look back, if he had seen her spread out on his bed he would have turned right around, not giving a shit about his plans. He admitted to himself that regardless of anything else, she would be his for as long as she was there. He'd have to make it clear to all the brothers. They wouldn't have chance with Nicole anyway, he had plans that would keep her very, very busy. For the first time he was glad Nole Fletcher was such a fuck up. Nicole was a goddess. He got downstairs just as Razor was coming into the club.
"You ready?" Duke asked.
Knowing Razor he was good to go, his brother hated being late. He had no manners, no subtlety or hesitation in laying somebody out, but the fucker was fanatical about punctuality. He'd been known to walk away from major deals because the client hadn't shown up on time. Crazy bastard.
"Yep. You looked thoroughly well fucked. Shit, now I don't get a shot for a while. Could never handle your sloppy seconds." Razor would have looked genuinely disappointed if it wasn't for the cocky smirk pulling at his lip.
"There’s nothing about Nicole that is sloppy, brother."
"Fuck, an endorsement from you, the bitch must be fucking unbelievable. Gold plated pussy, eh? Well, I'll wait a couple of weeks until the memory of you has gone and then I can find out for myself." Razor was rubbing his hands together and wiggling his eyebrows.
Duke didn't know what happened, it was a reflex. Like lightning he had his brother up against the wall with his mouth snarling. Razor looked shocked for half a second before he burst into laughter.
"Fuck, man. Never thought I'd see the day you were pussy whipped!"
Dropping his hold on Razor, he backed up. "Don't be fucking stupid. It was just a good fuck."
Razor looked at him in disbelief and shook his head. He wasn't surprised, he could hear the lie in his own voice. He started making his way to his Harley, he'd let the ride clear his mind. He'd never let anyone get to him and Nicole certainly had.
******
It was late by the time he arrived back at the compound. The meetings had taken longer than expected. Razor had gone straight home. He liked his space away from all the brothers. Duke didn't mind, it wasn't that he liked living at the compound, it was the fact that there was always someone around and noise in the background stopped him from sinking too far into his own head. Business was done for the day. Riot MC had tried to undercut some of their deals, which royally pissed him off. A few choice words and he'd rectified that.
Walking into the bar, he tried to look casual as he searched out Nicole. He spotted her working the bar again. He let his eyes take her in as he made his way to her. She must of felt his stare as she immediately looked straight at him. He saw heat behind those sexy as fuck eyes and his cock started to throb. Anytime during the day that his mind had wandered it went straight to Nicole and his cock filled. He seriously needed to fuck her again soon. He'd never suffered a boner this long before. She was wearing tight jeans that highlighted her plump ass and a t-shirt drawn tight over her breasts. He didn't like that her body was hidden from him, yet the thought of his brothers seeing more of her smooth skin sent fire through his blood.
"Hey Duke. What can I get you?" Her voice made his body relax, tension from the day seeped from his muscles, but her tone seemed off. Was she pissed at him?
"Beer for now. I'll have something sweeter later." He winked.
He licked his lips remembering her taste. Her cheeks flushed, she looked away and she bit her bottom lip. He wanted to do that for her. Forcing himself to leave her, he joined Prez and Hollywood in the booth and reported back about their meetings.
Just after midnight he dragged Nicole from the bar again. She wasn't pleased and protested the entire way, he steadfastly ignored her. In the hallway he pinned her to the wall and slanted his mouth over hers. He need to feel those pillowed lips, and if it stopped her ranting, all the better. The club sluts knew he avoided kissing and never initiated it, yet with Nicole he couldn't help himself. The drag of her lips against his felt too good, he felt it all the way down to his cock. He lifted her and ground his shaft onto her hot pussy, putting pressure on her sweet spot. He didn't think he could wait to get to the apartment to sink into her depths. Nicole started pushing on his chest. She wasn't melting against him like last night. Something was definitely up. God, he hated bitch drama.
"Wait, wait, wait."
"What the hell, baby? I need inside you." He was frustrated as fuck.
"Me too, but we didn't use a condom last night."
She looked worried. Relief flooded his system. She still wanted him, not that he'd give her much choice in the matter. He was sure he could bring her round.
"I know you're on the pill, baby." He felt smug as surprise registered on her face.
He sure as fuck wasn't looking to be her baby daddy, still, he'd needed her raw. Nothing in the way. It wasn't the first time he'd gone bareback, but he didn't do it often. With Nicole it wasn't an option, he needed to feel her silk wrapped around him.
"So? I've seen the club pussy around here, I don't know if you're clean and.... how did you know I'm on the pill?"
"I took them out of your purse and stuck them into your shower bag before I bought your stuff to your room. Have to say, I liked what else was in there, baby. You can throw them out, you won't be needing them any more....well, maybe the lube." He moved her hands that were restraining him around his shoulders and went back to grinding against her.
"Stop distracting me, Duke! Are you clean?" Her face was bright red. She was embarrassed that he knew about her fuck toys? After the stuff they did last night that surprised him. She was still a bit shy with him and her innocence shone through.
"Yep. Had checks two months ago and always used a rubber since. You?"
He didn't really feel the need to ask her. He could tell she wasn't the kind of girl to fuck anyone and everyone. Nicole was like a shy, classy, sex kitten. The fact that he bedded her so quickly gave his ego a nice boost.
"I'm clean. Got tested after my last boyfriend. That was nine months ago and you're the only one I've been with since." His dick was swelling along with his ego. He wanted to beat the shit out of anyone that had ever touched her or seen her the way he had. He knew better than to bring it up though.
"Shit, baby, I need to give your neglected pussy some special attention now then."
He threw her over his shoulder and charged to his apartment. He couldn't move fast enough for his liking and her quiet giggles tore through the last of his restraint. He felt fifteen again; he was close to blowing his load and he hadn't even got her naked yet. He dropped her on the bed and started tearing at her clothes. Both stripped, they clashed together with sexual heat and anticipation. Sharp, frantic movements had them both quickly groaning their releases.