Rocco ran his fingers along Hailey’s collarbone, and she tilted her neck back and groaned.
“Rocco, what are you doing?”
He chuckled and said, “Taking care of you.” His fingers traveled from her collarbone to the space in between her breasts, he cupped his hand along her small mound and Hailey twitched beside him. She raised her eyes towards him and pushed her body towards his.
Hailey raised her arms and wrapped them around Rocco’s neck, she pulled him close to her and softly brushed her lips against his. Rocco slipped his arm underneath Hailey’s waist, and pushed her down until her back connected with the floor. His fingers brushed her stiff nipple and Hailey writhed underneath him. Her tongue danced with his and Rocco’s closed around her breast.
Rocco disentangled his tongue from hers. Hailey watched as Rocco pulled away from her and lowered his hand to her snug fitting shorts. He tugged at the buttons and slid her shorts over her legs. His hands swept over her creamy skin, and he gripped both of her thighs. His nails pressed into her skin, and left behind bright red, half moon shaped marks. Rocco parted her legs and pressed his lips against the inside of her thighs. Hailey shivered and dug her nails into the carpet beneath her. She arched her back, and moaned.
Rocco pressed his finger against the opening of Hailey’s pussy, and smirked upon feeling the muscles in her thighs tighten. He pushed his finger deep inside of her and ran his tongue along the underside of her clit. Hailey tightened around his fingers, she squeezed her eyes shut and whispered, “Rocco.”
Rocco pushed either side of her folds open and flicked his tongue along her growing clit. His tongue was slick with her wetness, and he made small circles with the tip of his tongue. He squeezed her thighs and said, “Just let me take care of you.”
Rocco lifted his head and Hailey’s eyes widened as he snaked up her torso. He left kisses on her stomach in his wake, and stopped just before her nipples. Rocco closed his mouth around one of her nipples, he wildly flicked his tongue over her nipple. Hailey groaned and Rocco lifted his other hand and flicked her nipple.
While Hailey twitched and writhed, Rocco pressed his stiffening cock into her. He moved against her hips. Rocco lifted his mouth off of her nipple and nipped at the skin on her neck. His lips suctioned against her skin. Hailey’s body tingled with pleasure and her lower belly was on fire.
Rocco reached down unhooked the clasp on his belt. He pulled his belt out of the loops and pressed himself into Hailey. Rocco slipped his underwear over his hips and Hailey gasped upon feeling his warm, bare cock pressed against her thigh. His fingers returned to her slick pussy, and he pumped his fingers in and out of her until she yelped with pleasure.
Rocco wrapped his fingers around his thick cock and nudged at the edges of Hailey’s lips. He pressed himself inside of her and placed his other hand against her chest. He clamped his fingers over Hailey’s mouth and groaned as he slid himself inside of her. Hailey dug her fingers into the grooves in between the muscles in his biceps.
Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as Rocco pushed his cock as far into her as it would go. He rocked his hips against her, and Hailey’s walls convulsed around his cock. Sweat poured down Rocco’s forehead and dripped onto Hailey’s bare chest. Rocco groaned as the pleasure built behind his cock, he slowed his pace and slipped his hands underneath Hailey’s thighs.
In one, fluid motion, he rolled onto his back, and Hailey sat on top of him. Hailey gasped and tightened around him, Rocco pressed his hands into the small of her back. Hailey worked her hips into Rocco, and as the body convulsed with her final orgasm, Rocco burst inside of her.
Hailey groaned and rolled off of him, a thin line of come settled in between her thighs. Her chest rose and fell, and she pressed her hand into the space between her breasts and sighed. She looked over to Rocco, and propped herself up on her elbow.
“Rocco?” She asked.
Rocco used the back of his hand to wipe sweat off of his forehead and said, “Yeah?”
Hailey reached over and grabbed one of his hands, she curled her fingers around his and said, “I know that you need to follow orders, but I couldn’t live with myself if I didn’t do anything to help Becca. Could you help her?”
Rocco frowned and said, “I don’t know.” Meish didn’t waste any time in throwing her to the wolves in this club. Rocco sighed and squeezed her hand, “I’ll try, no promises though.”
“I know that I can’t ask you to promise,” Hailey said, and rose to her feet to collect her clothes.
***
Twenty minutes later, Rocco stood in the main bathroom of the motorcycle club. He looked back at his reflection in the mirror, and curled his lip in disgust at the mess of spots and dust that covered the mirror. I thought that Clyde was in charge of keeping this place presentable. Rocco shook his head and twisted the knob on the faucet. A burst of lukewarm water fell into his cupped hands, and he sighed, before splashing it on his face.
The water was a pleasant shock to his system, but the water hadn’t distracted him from his thoughts any. Hailey’s broken expression flashed through his mind, he knew that Hailey was too good of a person to take her mind off of Becca.
But, how much luck am I going to have with asking Meish and the rest of the riders to part ways with their new fuck toy? Rocco had glimpsed Becca once since Meish had sequestered her to the backroom, and he remembered wanting to leave the room when he saw the way that her clothes hung off of her body, and her eyes were sunken and dead.
Rocco blinked at the man in the mirror and poured more water onto his hands. He splashed his hands with water again and flicked the droplets into his mess of hair. Rocco pushed his shoulders back and unlocked the bathroom door.
He stifled a gasp as he ran into Brian, an older rider that was a tower of a man. Rocco wrinkled his nose at the smell of whiskey and body odor. The odors rolled off of Brian in waves. He pulled his lips back to reveal a top row of yellowed teeth. He grinned and said, “Hey, Rocco. Almost didn’t see you there.”
“Yeah, watch where you’re going, will you? And wash up in there, you smell like death!” Rocco said, and brushed past Brian and into the hallway. I’d be pissed if my friend was getting mounted by a lump like that every night too.
Rocco inhaled and walked past Clyde’s desk, he stopped just outside of Meish’s office. Through the frosted glass door, he could make out Meish’s large shadow as he paced back and forth inside. Rocco frowned and wrapped his fingers around the doorknob, he pushed the door open.
Meish’s eyes landed on Rocco, he pointed at his cell phone in his other hand and mouthed, “One second.”
Rocco sighed and shut the door behind him. He leaned against the door and listened to Meish finish up his conversation.
“Well, we’ll try to take care of things, really. I don’t know how many guys will be there, wait for me to call you. I gotta go, my VP is looking at me like he wants to break me in half.” He ended the call and sighed before he turned towards Rocco. He raised his eyebrows and said, “What do you need, Rocco?”
Rocco walked towards Meish and leaned against the desk. “I’ve got questions for you.”
Meish chuckled and swept his arms towards Rocco, “Well, ask away.”
Rocco nodded and said, “I’ve noticed that Becca is looking a little rough lately.”
Meish walked around to the other side of his desk and said, “Who the hell is Becca?”
Shit. “The girl that was brought in with Hailey.”
“Oh!” Meish sat back in his chair and said, “Her. What about her? We’re not running a beauty salon. Unless, you’re saying that you want two Old Ladies?”
Rocco shook his head, “The pregnant woman that I kidnapped is about all that I can handle, Meish.” He pointed towards the door and said, “Seriously. She’s looking rough, do you even know what some of the guys have been doing to her?”
Meish sighed and said, “To my knowledge, my riders have been doing what men do.”
“At this rate, there won’t be any woman left so that they can ‘do what men do’. I think that you should let her out of that room, and let me take care of her the way that I take care of Hailey.”
“Gonna get her pregnant too?”
Rocco scowled and said, “Seriously, this can’t be humane. Once this is over, we don’t want to get all of us thrown behind bars because the riders had to keep their dicks wet.”
Meish narrowed his eyes and said, “It sounds like we won’t be going anywhere as long as certain people keep their heads out of their sentimental bullshit. She’ll stay where she is, it’s better than the alternative.”
Rocco wore a mask of indifference as he wordlessly pushed himself off of Meish’s desk and moved into the lobby.
Fuck.