Chapter Ten
Tank
Standing up, he helped Sapphire step out of the stall, while at the same time, Tank tried his best not to drool over the luscious curves of her body. Quickly, before he did something he would later regret, he grabbed a towel from the cabinet and held it out to her. The moment she wrapped it around herself, he had to swallow a groan of frustration.
When he had entered the bathroom to leave the shirt, he hadn’t thought twice about going into the shower when he heard her crying. The sound had broken his heart. The moment he had opened the shower door, he knew she was gone, lost in her own head. Not thinking of her being naked, he immediately pulled her against him, but not before he noticed the old, healed crisscross scars that covered her back. He wanted to know who had marred her. Who would dare tarnish the beautiful woman in his arms. But instead of voicing his question, he just held her. He would get his answers later.
Now, standing in front of her, he wanted nothing more than to rip the towel away from her and devour every inch of her. Scars or not, she was still the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. But being consumed wasn’t what Sapphire needed. Tonight, she needed a friend and that was exactly what Tank planned to give her.
“C’mon,” Tank opened the door and led Sapphire down the small hallway and into his bedroom. “You can sleep in here tonight.”
“Is this your bedroom?” Sapphire asked.
“Yeah,” Tank replied. “But tonight, I’ll take the guest room. I figured you’d be more comfortable in here.”
“I can’t take your bed,” Sapphire argued. “I can sleep in the guest room.”
“Nope,” Tank said grabbing her hand and pulling her towards the bed.
“Tank,” Sapphire giggled. “Really, I don’t want to take your bed.”
“You don’t have a choice,” Tank said, throwing back the sheet and blanket. “Climb in.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“No.”
Not allowing her to win the argument, Tank reach for Sapphire and lifted her into his arms. All at once, he sent her flying onto the bed and quickly pulled the sheet up to her chin.
“Holy shit!” Sapphire hollered. “Don’t ever do that again.”
“Then learn to listen to me.”
“Learn to take no for an answer,” she countered.
“Not likely.”
“Exactly. Don’t expect miracles.”
“Touché.” Tank grinned. “Now, get some sleep. If you need me I will be right down the hall.”
“Okay,” Sapphire sighed, snuggling deeper into the mattress. “This bed is heaven.”
“I know. Hence why you are the one sleeping in it tonight.”
“Thank you, Tank.”
“You’re welcome, honey,” Tank replied walking to the door and turning off the light. “Sweet dreams.”
“Sweet dreams,” Sapphire mumbled back.
Tank could tell she was almost asleep. Hearing the news about her mom and trying to hold it together for so long had taken a lot of energy. Add the crying session into the mix, and Sapphire had been exhausted. Softly closing the door behind him, Tank headed for the kitchen.
He needed a drink, but this time, he didn’t grab the alcohol. Opening the fridge, he pulled out a Dr. Pepper and popped the top. Walking to the couch, he flopped down and thought about the events of the day. So much happened in the blink of an eye, just like the day Trisha was killed. Everything was okay until that one split second moment in time, and then — it wasn’t.
At some point Tank had fallen asleep and was woken up by the sound of a ringing phone. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out his cell and saw Sledge’s name displayed. Thinking the worst, he quickly connected the call.
“What’s up?” Tank said not wasting time with greetings.
“How’s she doing?”
“She’s alright, so far,” Tank wasn’t going to tell Sledge or anyone else about the breakdown in the shower. As far as he was concerned, it was Sapphire’s business to share.
“Okay,” Sledge sighed. “Reaper and I will be making a trip to Houston tomorrow. I’m sure Sapphire will want to go.”
“No doubt,” Tank replied. “I think she’d go whether anyone else did or not.”
“Right,” Sledge agreed. “I think it would be a good idea if you came along for the ride. I know you normally don’t get involved in this type of stuff, but I noticed Sapphire is comfortable with you. And when she gets there, she will probably need the support.”
“Count me in,” Tank answered. “I was planning to go even without you asking.”
“Cool. We will head out around noon.”
“We’ll met you at the compound.”
“Sounds good.”
Ending the call, Tank stood from the couch and stretched his arms above his head. He needed coffee, and more sleep if he was going to make the ride to Houston later that afternoon. Deciding to pass on the hot beverage, he made his way to the spare bedroom; but as he was about to open the door, a noise from his room caught his attention. Not wanting to leave Sapphire to suffer through her emotional pain alone, he quietly made his way to the other door.
Slowly opening it, he quickly realized that she was having another crying spell or a nightmare. Sapphire Kimber was lying in the middle of his bed with one of her delicate fingers buried deep in her pussy. Instantly, Tank’s dick was at full attention. Standing in the doorway, he knew the noise he had heard were her soft moans of pleasure.
The sight in front of him was like something out of a wet dream. Sapphire, legs spread, in the middle of his bed was a scene he had played in his head more times than he could count. And now, it was a reality. Reaching down, Tank rubbed his palm roughly over the zipper of his jeans. He wanted to release his own groan of pleasure but knew if he did, Sapphire would know he was there. Watching.
In the darkness, he could see she was getting close to orgasm. Her finger moved in and out of her pussy faster and her other hand picked up its manipulation of her clit. The moment her back bowed off the bed, he knew.
“Tank,” she whispered.
Oh fuck! She was masturbating to him!
That soft cry was almost enough to cause him to nut in his own jeans. But not quite.
It was in that moment that Tank made his move. Quietly, he removed his jeans all the while keeping his eyes trained on her. She was still lost in the moment. Still playing with herself, not even noticing he was in the room. Moving closer to the bed, he waited for the right moment to join her. Watch Sapphire pleasure herself was the most erotic thing he had ever seen. He almost hated to interrupt her, but his need to have her, to be buried deep inside her was more prominent.
Just as Sapphire started to increase the speed of her ministrations, Tank moved, climbing on the bed between her legs.
“What the...,” Sapphire screeched.
“Shhh,” Tank whispered. “Just lay back.”
“What are doing in here?”
“Like I could ignore the sounds you were making. It was like a siren’s call.”
Tank was now close enough to see the wetness of her sex. He could smell the sweet scent of her arousal.
“I can’t wait to taste you,” he mumbled.
Now within striking distance, Tank didn’t hold back. The first pass of his tongue over her wet pussy forced a groan from both of them.
Tank moved his tongue to circle her clit and sucked the tiny bud between his lips.
“Fuck!” Sapphire moaned. “That feels so good.”
Tank continued to alternate between tongue strokes and sucking until Sapphire’s back was coming off the bed again. His philosophy was — if she didn’t look like she was a demon possessed, then you weren’t doing it right. And that was exactly what Sapphire looked like.
“Yes!” she screamed. “Please, don’t stop.”
Not that he planned to anytime soon, Tank continued devouring her. Her flavor would be his new addiction. He had never tasted anything like Sapphire Kimber. Heaven, peace, and sunshine.
“Shit!” her voice flowed throughout the room as her release hit her full force, and still Tank didn’t stop; not until she was begging him.
“Please, Tank,” Sapphire breathed. “Please.”
“Please what?”
“I need you inside of me. Now.”
Moving up her body, Tank kissed and licked every inch he could reach. He wanted her to remember this moment, wanted her to remember the feel of him — everywhere.
Making it to her lips, he sucked her bottom one between his teeth and lightly bit down just as he lined up his dick with her entrance. Pushing into her, he released her lip as both of them groaned in pleasure.
“Damn, baby,” Tank breathed.
“So big.”
“So tight.”
As he began to move, he could feel Sapphire’s nails digging into his back. The sting drove him on further. Increasing his speed, he pounded into her tender flesh.
“Fuck!” Sapphire moaned. “That hurts, but feels so fuckin good.”
“Are you a lover of pain, sweetheart?” Tank answered, growing even harder.
“Yes,” she moaned, as he thrust himself even deeper.
Hearing that one word caused Tank’s balls to start to tingle. He knew he would blow at any minute, and he wasn’t ready for that. Not yet.
Slowing his speed, he rotated his hips causing another round of moans and ragged breathing to fall from Sapphire’s lips.
Before he knew what was happening, Sapphire reversed their positions. Now, she was in control. Rotating her hips, she slid up and down his length. Not one to relinquish control easily, Tank grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her down towards him.
“That’s it, baby,” he groaned. “Ride me faster. Harder.”
He was about to fucking blow. There was no way to stop the crash that was coming. He could feel the tingling in his balls start to work its way up his spine.
“Fuck, yes,” Sapphire moaned, doing as she was told.
Tank raised his hips off the bed, forcing her to take even more of him — all of him.
“Oh my God!” Sapphire screamed, grinding against him even harder.
“I’m gonna come,” Tank muttered.
“So am I.”
Tank knew he should lift her off, they weren’t wearing protection, but he couldn’t bring himself to pull out of her slickness. Within seconds, the decision was made for them both. As Tank exploded deep inside of her, Sapphire was sent crashing over the edge.
Sapphire collapsed against his chest. Both of them panting, Tank remained buried inside of her. He hated to break the mood, but he had to say something.
“Um, babe?”
“Yeah?”
“Please tell me you’re on birth control.”
“Actually, no,” Sapphire moaned as she climbed off of him and flopped down by his side.
“Shit.”
“Something like that.”
“I’ll go to the store and get condoms later.”
“What time is it?” The quick change of subject left Tank feeling edgy.
Was this just a one-time thing? Did she not want him like he did her? Was this just a moment of weakness for her?
So many questions started to swirl through his head. He wasn’t really a one-night stand kind of guy. Some of the Henchmen were into that shit, but not him.
“It’s three a.m.,” he answered, allowing the change of topic for now.
“Ugh.” Sapphire groaned, rolling over onto her side.
“Listen, Sledge called.” Tank decided to tell her about the ride that was planned for later that day. “He and Reaper are heading to Houston today...”
“I’m going,” Sapphire interrupted.
“I know you are,” Tank replied. “Actually, we both are. They are leaving at noon. We’re going to meet up at the compound and ride out together.”
“My bike is at Rachel’s.”
“We’ll go there first to pick it up,” Tank offered. “Or you can ride with me.”
“I’m not riding on the back of a bike into Angel’s territory.”
“Okay,” Tank sighed. “We’ll pick up your bike first and then go meet the guys.”
“Sounds good,” Sapphire said, climbing out of bed. “I need a shower.”
Tank watched as she walked out of his room. He wanted to follow, but even an idiot could see she wanted distance. The construction of the walls she was mentally building was loud and clear.