Blade

 

I pulled a condom from my jeans as they fell to the floor. I opened the little foil packet and rolled the rubber down my length. Feeling the ring on the end of it grip me made me harder, ready to enter Lucy.

 

I had her bent over in front of me, spread open with my fingers. She was so wet, so ready to go. I pressed my head against her opening and waited, letting her squirm beneath me in anticipation. I wanted to relish the moment before I made her mine. I watched her little hands grip and release the sheets. She kept her head down, letting her strawberry blonde curls spill around her head.

 

I stared at the shape of her thin, petite back. Her body was even more perfect in bed than it had been on stage.

 

I adjusted myself and looked down to watch her flesh part as I entered her. She moaned loudly as I slid inside her. She was tight already, and her muscles clenched around me as I pushed myself in, slowly at first. I watched her take every inch of me.

 

She pressed against me, sliding herself down the last inch or so to the base of my shaft. She rocked her hips against me, taking me even deeper into her.

 

I looked down and watched her move herself against me. She was a natural. She was built for sex. I gripped her hips and started pulling her back and forth along my shaft, controlling the motion, the pace.

 

“Damn, you feel so good,” I told her. I licked my lips and slammed myself into her. I listened to her whine and moan as I thrust into her and pulled back.

 

I pushed my hips against her, pushing her forward onto my bed. I pushed her down onto her stomach, putting my weight onto her until I had her beneath me. I grabbed her wrists and pinned her hands down where they were on the bed.

 

“Yes,” she cried out. Her body shook beneath me, and I smiled, realizing I was taking her to ecstasy pretty quickly.

 

“You like being controlled?” I asked her.

 

She turned her head to the side and bit her lower lip, nodding while she cut her innocent blue eyes toward me.

 

I leaned down and kissed her cheek. I kissed her shoulder and pressed myself hard against her, sliding ever deeper into her ever-tightening opening.

 

“I’m cumming, Blade,” she whined, pressing her ass up against me. She shook, almost violently, beneath me.

 

“Do it,” I told her. “Let yourself go, baby.”

 

I felt her body as she came for me. She tensed up. Her muscles contracted around my shaft, attempting to hold me in place, creating more friction as I slid back and forth, coaxing me along, and getting me closer to my own orgasm.

 

“Oh God, Blade! Yes, fuck!” she shouted. Her fists clenched the bed sheets again, and she looked straight ahead at the wall. She panted. Her breath rushed.

 

Feeling that tight little body beneath me, knowing I had pleased her, I felt my own ecstasy building to a crescendo. My cock grew harder inside her, straining against its own skin as my orgasm crept up my shaft.

 

“Cum for me,” she demanded in her whiny, ravaged voice. “Please, baby, let me have it. Give it all to me.”

 

I took measured strokes, sliding slowly back and forth, driving deep into her and holding myself inside her before pulling back out. I was painfully close. It felt like I was going to erupt at any moment.

 

I moved my hands to her arms, gripping her shoulders and holding her still beneath me. I pushed myself deep inside and held myself there for a moment, my body tensing up. And then it happened.

 

My shaft jerked inside her as I emptied myself. I groaned and started stroking myself with her body again, getting every last drop out.

 

She moaned and pushed herself back against me.

 

“Let me have it,” she repeated. “I want it all.”

 

I felt her gripping me and sliding along my shaft. Once I was finished, empty, I pulled back and slid the condom off. I tossed it into the trash next to the bed and collapsed next to Lucy on the mattress.

 

She stared at me with a sleepy, satisfied grin on her face. I pushed her curls back to get a better look at her sparkling eyes. She was glowing.

 

I needed a cigarette, but I wasn’t getting up and leaving her there alone. I didn’t feel like getting dressed, and I certainly didn’t want her to cover her body. The cigarette had to wait.

 

I ran a hand along the smooth skin of her back, following the curve of her lower back just above her as. She rolled toward me and pressed her back against me, letting out another satisfied moan. She was practically purring.

 

I wrapped my arm around her waist and she snuggled up against me. Something strange was happening, something very different from normal. Normally, I would have hopped up and thrown my clothes back on. I would have gone outside for that cigarette, and I would have encouraged her to get dressed and to leave. But not with Lucy.

 

I held Lucy against me, and I didn’t want to let her go. She was mine now. She had already been mine, but I felt the sex made it official, as if I had claimed her by entering her. I didn’t want her to leave.

 

“You can stay as long as you like,” I said quietly in her ear, stroking her hair with my free hand.

 

She giggled. “You only say that because you got a piece of tail tonight,” she said.

 

“No, I mean it,” I told her seriously. “Stay as long as you like. The streets aren’t safe for you, and here, I can keep an eye on you.”

 

“Well, thank you for the offer, but I’m going to have to do something about money. I do want to get back on my own two feet at some point,” she insisted.

 

She was so strong-willed, so independent. That was another reason I liked her as much as I did. There was more to her than just sex appeal. She wasn’t just another pretty face, even though she was a gorgeous face.

 

“You don’t have to worry about getting back on your feet, baby,” I assured her. “I can take care of you.”

 

“Hey, it’s okay.” She patted my arm. “I’m flattered, really, but let’s talk about this when we didn’t just sleep together.”

 

I kissed her shoulder. “No, I’ve been thinking about it for a few days now. I’ve really enjoyed having you around, having another body in this house besides just myself.”

 

For every argument I brought up for it, she had a reply. I stopped short of telling her I was bubbling with feelings I didn’t understand and didn’t want to confront. I wanted to shove them away, to lock them out of sight from her, from myself, from the world. I couldn’t think about them. I wouldn’t.

 

I had felt protective over her from the start. Those feelings had only intensified over time, leading up to the way I felt when I saw her up on my stage with all those hungry, horny faces just waiting for the chance to get a piece of her.

 

She was right about one thing, though: the sex had changed how I felt. I felt connected to her now that we’d slept together. I felt like we had bonded. I didn’t want her to go. It went beyond feeling that I had claimed her sexually. It went somewhere deep, somewhere beyond anything I had words to describe, parts of me I thought I had shoved away for good.

 

“The world is a dangerous place, Lucy,” I said, going back to that approach. “Now that you’re associated with me, it’s liable to get even more dangerous.”

 

She rolled over to face me and playfully ran her hand up and down my chest. “What’s that supposed to mean?” she asked.

 

“Look at me,” I said, sliding back from her. “What do you think it means?”

 

She looked at me with a serious expression on her face. She looked up and down, taking me in. I could see her eyes considering my ink, considering my size and the shape I was in. I could see other thoughts running through her mind as she considered my line of work and thought about how much money I had.

 

“I understand what you’re saying, but I don’t see it,” she said, finally.

 

“Of course not. Not yet.” I pulled her close to me, stroked her hair, and ran a hand along her back. “I hope you never do,” I told her, holding her close.

 

The truth was no matter how hard I tried to maintain a straight and clean business, no matter how safe my home was, I was still a known member of The Vicious Thrills MC. That made me a target for many people in the city, from the police to politicians, even members of rival gangs and organizations. To top it off, with my attitude I had made my way onto many people’s shit lists. Hanging around me wasn’t all that safe, and since we had become as close as we had, it was time for me to start looking into security detail for Lucy.

 

I didn’t want to tell her, but she wasn’t in Kansas anymore. She’d left her safe world of wealth and privilege behind. She had joined us on the streets now. I wanted to make her my old lady, but I didn’t know how to tell her.

 

She still made me nervous, like a schoolboy. It probably went back to the way we had actually met, not the impromptu dance audition in my office but when I caught her crying in my parking lot. Had it not been for that moment, I probably never would have given her another thought.

 

“I don’t plan on being out here long, Blade. I plan on getting enough money to get back on me feet and find a job, and then I’m gone,” she explained.

 

I sighed. “Just do me a favor,” I said.

 

“Sure, what is it?” she asked.

 

“Sleep on it, and we’ll talk about it tomorrow.” I ran a hand under chin and lifted her face up to mine.

 

She looked at me with reluctance in her eyes, and she responded with it in her voice. “Okay, I’ll sleep on it.”

 

“That’s all I ask,” I told her.

 

She rolled back over away from me, and I pulled the covers up over us. She was finally in my bed. I finally had her body against mine. We lay there naked together, after waiting for her to join me for so many nights. We fit well together, I thought. Our bodies matched up comfortably side by side in the bed.

 

I put my arm around her waist again, and she pulled my hand up between her breasts, where she held my hand and arm clutched in both of her hands. She pushed herself against me so my softening member rested between her cheeks. It was only a matter of time before the slightest movement from her worked me up again.

 

“Goodnight, beautiful,” I whispered to her as I closed my eyes. I breathed in the rich scent of her shampoo. It was soothing and comforting. I squeezed her against me and pressed myself against her even harder.

 

She moaned. “Goodnight, my dear,” she said. I listened with my eyes closed as her breathing slowed, deepened, and grew more measured.

 

Eventually, her grip relaxed, and I knew she was drifting off into sleep.

 

I wasn’t far behind her.