I stood by the door, as usual. It was the best spot for keeping an eye on things. Controlling who got in and out. Jack was busy with his kids and I was the one Devlin trusted to keep watch now .

Not that we expected trouble. Not tonight anyway. But we had to be vigilant. Thanks to my years in the Corps, that was pretty much second nature to me. I didn’t really know any other way to be .

The Spawns were having a huge wedding day celebration, and no one was going to ruin it. Not the Vipers, who were still pissed after Jack had raided their massage parlor a few years back. Not even the cops would dare mess with us today .

I’d been a full member for only a few weeks, having hauled ass as a prospect for years. As a full member I got a lot of privileges. I sat in on meetings with Dev, Donnie, and Jack, for one thing. I got to share in the profits of the club. And I had about a hundred fifty brothers to call on if I needed help, just like they could call on me .

And most important of all, I could ride with my club leathers .

The women were another privilege, but not one I was partaking in .

The sweetbutts had offered me a very warm welcome. A welcome that would make a porn star blush. Three women had offered themselves to me, and all at the same time. To be precise, a blond, a brunette and a redhead, with not one natural breast between them .

Three women I had turned down .

Politely, of course. It wouldn’t do to be rude to a lady, even if she wasn’t acting like one .

I took some ribbing for passing on that particular proposition but I didn’t care. Most of the guys knew by now that I had a serious thing for the new girl at the diner. I wasn’t interested in a quick piece of ass .

I wanted a real woman in my bed .

Becky was a waitress at the diner in town. She was so bright and beautiful and so sexy it gave me wood just thinking about her. She looked so cute and juicy in her little waitress uniform, I’d started to react to the diner itself. At this point, the smell of burgers and fries affected me like Viagra .

And that was nothing compared to how she looked today, all dolled up in a fancy dress .

I let my eyes linger on her insanely feminine form as Janet pulled her onto the dance floor .

She wore a bubble gum pink dress that hugged her crazy curves. She was round in all the right places. A real woman I could hold on to .

I had ideas about what I would do with those curves. Ideas about how to make them jiggle while she screamed in pleasure, hopefully as I lifted and lowered her on and off my cock .

Oh yeah, I wanted to give little Miss Becky a ride on the Pony Express. My pony. All ten inches of him .

And tonight, I was going to go for it .

She looked adorable as she danced, young and carefree. She was giggling as she made a sexy face at her friends. She was probably too good for a scarred-up bad boy like me .

But I didn’t much care .

I’d waited long enough to make a play for her. And she’d eventually started giving me signs that she liked me back. A friendly hello. Lingering looks. Touching her hair a lot when I was around .

She sure blushed when I smiled at her too .

Not to mention she always slipped me free refills on a soda or a cup of coffee. And even if I was an outlaw, she wasn’t unfamiliar with that world. She was friends with Kaylie and a bunch of the old ladies from the club too .

So I knew she definitely didn’t hate bikers on principle .

That didn’t mean she wanted to roll around with one either. And I wanted to roll around with her. Not just a little bit .

I wanted to start an earthquake .

But I wanted more than that. Not just sex. I wanted to be with her for real. Maybe that would count for something .

I tapped Callaway on the shoulder. He was one of the prospects who had come up with me. He was loyal and diligent, and Dev considered him part of the inner circle .

I loved Callaway like a brother, even though I thought he was kind of crazy. But he never hesitated when he had a job to do .

He had taken the sweetbutts up on the offer they made me the night we made full members. Rumor had it, he’d spent the night with four of them .

I shook my head. I still didn’t know how he did it. The man was a machine .

“Take over. Grab one of the guys if you need to take a leak .”

“You got it, Whiskey .”

I raised a brow. After my prospect days nobody called me Whiskey Beard anymore. But they still called me Whiskey .

I didn’t mind so much, even though it reminded me of a moment of absolute stupidity .

But I had better things to do than try and break a biker of an old habit. They were worse than the Marines in some ways. And I hadn’t much enjoyed basic training .

I’d done it though. I’d do whatever it took to get the job done .

Something that Becky was about to find out .

There she was. I watched as she stepped outside for some air while everyone else kept dancing. Good girl. I tipped my head to the side, letting my eyes wander up and down her ridiculously curvy body .

Nobody should be built like that. It was criminal. All the same, I was very, very glad she was .

“Hey, sweetheart .”

She arched a brow at me. Becky was sassy like that. Not that I minded .

“I told you not to call me that .”

I smirked at her, leaning against the wall behind her. There was very little space between us now. Good. I didn’t want to be subtle .

“What should I call you then ?”

She stood up straight, inadvertently making her luscious breasts nearly spill out over the top of her dress. Talk about an embarrassment of riches. My hands itched to reach out and touch her silky soft looking skin .

“Rebecca. My name is Rebecca .”

“Has anyone called you that since the second grade ?”

She scowled at me. I liked sparring with her. Almost as much as I liked making her blush .

“What do you want, Whiskey ?”

“I want to dance with you .”

Her eyes widened and she inhaled. I waited, in no rush. I didn’t want to spook her or seem desperate. She nodded imperceptibly and I smiled, taking her hand and leading her to the dance floor .

Her hand felt cool and soft and delicate in mine. After all this time, all these years watching her, this was the first time I’d actually touched her. There was an immediate flash of arousal shooting throughout my body. I wondered if she felt it too .

A slow song came on almost immediately .

That was good. I’d get a chance to hold her close. But it also meant I would have to talk .

The curvy, sweet, sparkly girl I’d been crushing on forever was within reach at last. I always managed to be at Mae’s when she was on shift, taking frequent laps around the block and even eating most of my meals there. I always offered to pick up food for the guys. Now that Kaylie didn’t work there anymore, Dev didn’t go in too often .

They still went in for ice cream sundaes though. Only now, they went together. All the waitresses knew to give them an extra scoop .

Kaylie and Devlin had each other in a way that was incredible. I wanted that. I wanted a forever kind of love .

I stared down at the unbelievably adorable girl in my arms. Her light brown hair had all kinds of colors in it. Golds and browns and even a little red. So did those big blue eyes of hers .

I blurted out the first thing that came into my mind .

“You have the eyes of a doll .”

She tilted her head to the side in confusion .

“What ?”

“Your eyes are so pretty. They almost look like they aren’t real .”

She blushed, hiding her smile .

“Oh. Thank you ?”

My voice was gruff when I answered .

“You’re welcome .”

We danced for a while in silence. Just holding her in my arms was enough to get me going. I made sure to stand a bit apart so she couldn’t feel my throbbing hard on .

“Can I ask you something ?”

I nodded, looking down at her. I was trying not to stare into her deep cleavage. The woman was beyond stacked. I knew she was self-conscious about her shapely figure, usually covering up when she wasn’t working a shift. That body was impossible to hide though, and even harder to ignore .

I hadn’t even bothered to try .

Personally, I wanted to dive right in there and never come out again .

“ Why now ?”

“What do you mean ?”

“You’ve been watching me for so long but you never said anything. I was starting to wonder if you even liked me .”

My voice sounded low and husky as I answered her .

“I wanted to wait until I had my cut .”

“Cut ?”

“My official jacket. Until I was a full member of the club .”

“Oh.” She looked up at me so shyly. “But aren’t you fourth? You must have been with them for a while .”

I nodded. I was fourth ranked, under Dev, Jack and Donnie. And that was unusual for a newer recruit .

Dev and the guys trusted me, and that meant the world to me. Almost as much as the way she felt in my arms .

The song ended and something fast came on. I tugged her hand, pulling her to the side of the dance floor. There were open French doors nearby, letting in a welcome breeze .

We slipped outside to catch some fresh air .

I was unwilling to let her get more than a foot away from me. I brushed her silky hair away from her face, staring at her soft pink lips. Her eyelids fluttered shut as her head tipped back .

This was it. It was time .

I kissed her .

It was supposed to be a gentle kiss. Polite. A first kiss .

It wasn’t .

I groaned, yanking her against my body. My tongue slipped inside her sweetly opened lips. She felt like heaven in my arms .

I kissed her hard. I reached down to cup her bottom, pulling her against my aching cock. She kissed me back, almost as eager as me .

I barely recognized my own voice when I spoke again .

“I want to be alone with you. Not here .”

She smiled shyly and nodded .

“Okay .”

* * *

W e barely made it to my place .

She was game to ride on the back of my bike, even though it was her first time. By the end of the night, I’d found another thing she’d never done before .

Becky had been a virgin. Innocent and pure. Untouched. But not shy .

When it came down to it, she was almost as eager as I was .

Almost, but not quite .

From the second I slipped the key into the lock, it was on. Our tongues tangled as I opened the door, escorting her inside. I thought about turning on the light, but decided to wait. I wasn’t worried there was anything that would scare her off. No socks hanging from lightshades, or stacks of pizza boxes and beer cans. There was nothing out of place .

I was just too busy getting her clothes off to bother .

I knew the simple ranch house was spotless, as it always was .

I’d learned to keep things clean growing up in an military family. We moved a lot, but every place we went had one thing in common .

My mother always kept our house as neat as a pin. Aa a result, so did I .

You would never know it from looking at me, but I was a mama’s boy through and through. Being a mama’s boy got you into a lot of fights. Before I hit my growth spurt I wasn’t one of the big guys. I learned how to defend myself .

Even before I got big, I learned how to fight. And win .

That served me well when I got shipped off to military school after my father died. And again later when I followed in my daddy’s footsteps and joined up myself .

Neatness and my knack for details made the whole transition easier .

That and my ability to crack skulls. I’d never not won a fight in my life. No matter what the odds were. Not once .

Tonight felt like the prize for all my hard work. All the time I’d given to get my own cut. All the years protecting smaller kids at school from the bullies. All those years eating slop. All the times I’d kissed the pavement between every pushup with someone’s boot digging into my back. All the years I’d worked so hard to become a one of Devlin’s crew .

Tonight was it. The prize. I was claiming my prize .

This gorgeous girl in my arms was it .

I threw the locks and pushed her against the door, pulling her clothes off as quickly as possible. Then I stopped, breathing heavily. I had one arm on each side of her beautiful face .

It was dark but I could still see her eyes shining and her pouty lips, bruised from kissing .

She held her dress up in front of her. I’d unzipped it but she caught it before it fell .

I reached over to the light switch and flipped it on. She blinked at me, like a little bird startled by the sun .

“Let go of the dress, Becky .”

She chewed her full bottom lip, staring up at me with those big eyes of hers .

“Okay .”

Her fingers unlocked and the dress slid down her body, landing in a pool at her feet. It was hard to breath in that moment. Staring at all that deliciousness .

Becky wasn’t a skinny little thing. Thank God. But I would have wanted her either way .

I stared into her eyes as I pulled my suit jacket and shirt off. She licked her lips, staring at my body. I grinned and scooped her up into my arms .

“What are you doing ?”

She asked breathlessly as I carried her through my house .

“I’m putting you to bed .”

“ You are ?”

“Don’t worry. I’ll tell you a bedtime story first .”

She was breathing fast and shallow when I set her down on her feet again in my bedroom. I ran my hands over her sides and back up again. She shivered .

“Are you cold ?”

She shook her head and I smiled .

“Don’t worry. I’ll warm you up .”

I didn’t wait another second. I bent forward and caught her lips with mine, nudging them open and sweeping my tongue inside her hot mouth. She was sweet and so shy as she kissed me back nervously. She tangled her tongue with mine and I rewarded her by gently sucking it into my mouth .

“Hmmm… you taste so good .”

I tipped her back and slowly lowered her onto my bed. She looked a little startled but intrigued as I started peeling the rest of my clothes off. She licked her lips and I smiled knowingly .

She wanted me too. I knew she did. And damn if that wasn’t a miracle .

I climbed on top of her and went to work. My hands and lips and cock wanted to be everywhere at once. I had planned to be patient, skillful and thorough. Instead, I was greedy, eager and desperate .

Especially once I got her bra off .

My brain shut down at the sight of those glorious, tantalizing mounds of flesh. I started grinding into her as I slurped and licked and sucked on her delicious tatas. Her hard little nipples were so sensitive. I could feel her panties getting soaked as I worked her nipples with my tongue .

I groaned and leaned back, tugging her plain white panties down. The girl wasn’t fussy or high maintenance, that was for sure. And the innocence of those simple panties made my dick swell until I thought it would burst like a hissing sausage on hot coals .

I tossed her undies over my shoulder and practically threw my face between her thighs. My tongue lapped at her urgently while she squealed in surprised pleasure. I held her hips steady in my hands and I dove my tongue inside her tight sweetness again and again .

I wanted to make her come before I took her but my dick felt like it was clawing it’s way out of my shorts. It wanted in . Now .

“I can’t wait … Fuck !”

“I want you… please, Whiskey …”

She was wiggling around under my tongue as I flicked my finger rapidly over her cute little clit. She gasped and I felt the flood of her juices coat my tongue .

Just in time too because my cock was about to start a riot .

I told myself I wouldn’t come inside her. I just wanted to feel her skin to skin. Just for a minute, and then I’d get a condom. I thrust my shorts down and guided my bare cock to her pussy. She was slippery and hot and soft as I sank my tip just inside her .

I groaned in ecstasy. I’d never felt anything like this. It was like coming home .

It was like I’d been climbing a mountain for years and I finally reached the summit .

I grit my teeth, knowing I was on the verge of coming faster than ever before if I wasn’t careful .

Her body opened like a flower as I sank further inside her. But not right away. I had to go slow, she was so tiny. Not to mention I was almost a foot and half taller than her, and big, even for my size .

I knew she was inexperienced. I’d never seen her with a guy around town, and believe me, I’d been looking for evidence of one. I just didn’t know how inexperienced .

I’d been eaten alive with jealousy every time I saw a guy check her out, and it happened a lot. But now she was mine .

Mine alone …

I hit a barrier and froze. A moment of clarity crashed through me. Knowledge and wonder and pride .

Becky was a virgin. And she was letting me be the first. I was overwhelmed with the significance of this moment .

“Oh Christ… Becky… Is this your first time ?”

She nodded wordlessly as I closed my eyes. She was so sweet, so delicate and here I was, tearing her virgin pussy apart with my monstrously big cock .

“Oh God, Rebecca. I can’t… I can’t stop .”

“It’s okay, I don’t want you to stop. I want you to keep going.” She smiled nervously. “I’m glad my first time will be with you .”

Her eyes were clear as she stared up at me. She wasn’t drunk. Or crying. She wanted this .

She wanted me .

I’d never been more honored in my life. She was perfect and pure. It was a duty and a privilege to be her first .

But I would have gone a whole lot slower if I had known !

“Thank you.” I kissed her forehead. “Thank you so much .”

I kissed her perfect lips and pulled out a bit .

“Ready ?”

She nodded and I let my hips push forward. I grunted as I plunged through the last thing in my way. I took her, breaking through and sinking in as far as I could go .

“Are you okay ?”

She nodded, though I could tell it had hurt. Her gorgeous eyes were full of tears. I tried to stop myself, but my hips started making tiny circles. I closed my eyes, trying to control the urge to pump my hips into her like a madman .

She was so hot and slick, hugging my cock so perfectly …

“Whiskey …”

“What ?”

“Please fuck me now .”

My eyes opened. She was okay. And I was not stupid enough to deny a pretty lady when she asked to be fucked .

I didn’t even answer. I couldn’t. I just wanted to move .

So I did .

My hips took on a mind of their own, pumping in and out of her. I started slow, groaning with each deliciously prolonged thrust. But that didn’t last long. In a few minutes, I was fucking her hard and deep. Not rough, but not all that gentle either. Then faster .

“Oh God! Sweetie… Becks, am I hurting you ?”

“ Don’t stop !”

And then I felt it. It was like there were angels singing as she came. She was making the sweetest little sounds I’d ever heard in my life. My dick got squeezed over and over as her canal pulsed all around me .

It was too much. I’d wanted to make this last but there was no way. I didn’t stand a chance .

My balls turned into jet blasters as my seed came barreling up my cock, taking all coherent thought with it .

“Uhhhhhhhnnnfffff !”

I sounded like an animal, thrusting wildly out of tempo as I unloaded endless streams of my seed. I’d never come this hard in my life. Not even close .

Not even close to close .

I was shaking with the force of my orgasm. So was Becky. I held her as she pulled the last drops from the tip of my cock. I was still coming, but there was nothing left to give .

Good gravy .

I groaned, rolling us to our sides so I wouldn’t crush her as I collapsed. I was still inside her. And she was still having aftershocks .

I swear to God every inch of me was tingling. From my hair shafts to my toes. I was a man. Men weren’t supposed to get goosebumps .

“My God, Becky .”

She was staring at me with a look of absolute amazement. I knew how she felt. That had been incredible. Beyond amazing .

Life altering .

Epic .

After all these years, she had been more than worth the wait .

And I knew in that moment that I was never letting her go .