Burnt (20 page)

I’ve never done this before. Sure, Lou and Priss have explained the basics to me, I’ve even seen a few porno’s before. Not by choice, but when I’ve been walking through the main room of the clubhouse late at night on my way to the kitchen to get a drink. The guys have unrestricted cable TV access, so you can only imagine what channel is playing almost 24/7. Dec isn’t built like anything I’ve seen on movies, the internet, or in person though, the man is HUGE. I’m not just saying that either. Parting his jeans, I discover he’s gone commando today. I gasp at the sheer size of him, and that amazing fuckingg piercing. I should have expected it; his size, width, even the piercing, but seeing him up close and personal; my eyes go wide, and I realise nothing could have prepared me for how perfect he is.

Dec curses a low, ‘fuck me’, and tells the person on the line he has to go, however whoever he’s talking too doesn’t sound like they have any intention of ending the call as quickly. He keeps the phone to his ear as my mouth descends and the tip of my tongue laps at the drop of pearly white fluid on the head of his cock. I can tell he’s watching everything I’m doing to him, I can always FEEL it, when his eyes are on me. Being bold, I stretch my good hand out wrapping it around the base of his cock. I’d heard from girls at school, and from witnessing that stupid list on the bulletin board, that Dec has a Jacob’s ladder piercing. As scary as it looks, to be faced with a monster cock, filled with steel; it’s also intriguing. Seven metal bars with silver balls on each end run the length of his shaft spaced out perfectly to cover the entire length, base to tip. I lick around the first ball and give it a light tug. Dec’s hand fists tightly in my hair, tugging lightly as he groans his approval.

I flatten out my tongue, running it up and down the impressive length of his cock, licking it like an ice cream cone, being sure to pay special attention to each bar as I go. Dec moans long and deep as I make my way back to the mushroom head of his cock that is currently an angry red colour. Taking only the head in my mouth, I suck hard, running my thumb along the prominent vein on the underside of his cock, skipping over the bars as I stroke.

Cursing again, Dec’s had enough of being on the phone, he hangs up without saying goodbye, tugging on my hair to get my attention, but not enough to remove my mouth from its work, he says,

“Sweetheart, you don’t have to do that, come on back up here Baby, let me take of you again.” Moaning around the head of his cock, I tighten my suction, and decline his thoughtful offer by moving my head up and down faster. “Fucking hell Kendall, you’ve got to stop. If you don’t I’m going to cum in that pretty mouth of yours.” That’s exactly what I want him to do, so I moan again, at the same time bobbing my head up and down taking his cock deeper into my throat each time testing my gag reflex. Lucky boy, I don’t seem to have much of one. Experimentally I take him as deep as I can, my lips almost reaching the very base of his shaft as I do, Dec throws his head back against the headrest and bellows, “Jesus. Fuck yes baby. Like that. Just like that sweetheart. Suck me hard.” He pants, hissing ‘yes’, as I deep throat him over and over. Dec’s cock quickly swells in my mouth, and I can feel his orgasm building. “Fuck Babe, if you don’t want a mouthful, pull back now because I can’t last much longer.”

I’ve never given a blow job before, so obviously I’ve never swallowed before either. The thought wasn’t a huge turn on prior to sucking Dec off, but now; with his hand in my hair, me kneeling between his legs, and his cock is firmly lodged in my throat, and his groans of pleasure, I can’t think of anything better than taking in everything Dec has to give. Ignoring his words of protest, I hollow out my cheeks, sucking him as hard as I can until his cock bumps the back of my throat, and I feel the first spurt of slightly salty, warm, semen erupt in my mouth. Over and over Dec spurts into my mouth before he’s spent, left to inhale deeply through his nose, and out through his mouth to regulate his heart rate. Looking up, I see him staring at me, so I make a blatant display of swallowing everything he gave me and licking the remnants off my lips. His eyes turn hungry as he gently hoists me off the floor placing me back on his lap. I nuzzle my head into the side of his neck, smiling against his throat, waiting for him to finish enjoying the high a fantastic orgasm gives you.

When his breathing has finally returned to normal, Dec speaks,

“Fucking, fuck me, Baby. You can deep throat like a motherfucking pro. Seriously, that was by far the best fucking head I’ve ever had.” His voice grows serious, “Have you done that often before, Babe?”

I mentally shake my head, calling him a caveman, and wondering why all the guys I know have to act like this. Not bothering to move my head I tell him,

“No.”

Dec looks shocked. I mean really, who does he think I would’ve done that with. I can’t even go on a stinking date without one of the guys running them off, let alone find someone to hang around long enough to progress this far.

“You’re shitting me? You’ve never done that shit before?”

Again I say,

“Nope. Never.” I’m too relaxed right now, and comfortable cradled in his lap to be pissed at him for asking stupid questions repeatedly, so I don’t bother with further explanation.

“Well then, I’m a fucking lucky man Baby, because you suck cock like a fucking champion.” I giggle, and begin to move back to my seat. We’re running late for the hog roast already, and the last thing I need is for people to start worrying.

“As sweet a compliment as that was, we have to jet or they’ll send out a search party soon.” Dec grunts in agreement and I wiggle further into his lap. Honestly, if I could, I’d stay right here forever.

Dec confirms my suspicions, but doesn’t look like he’s intending to move me any time soon.

“Already fielded one call from Lou when you were going down on me Baby, so I’m pretty sure she heard me groaning and shit, and can work out why the fuck we aren’t there yet.” My cheeks flush with embarrassment, and I try to bury my head in my hands. I’m not quick enough to shield myself from Dec’s watchful eyes when he tells me,

“Cut that shit out Babe. Lou won’t say fuck all to anyone, and I’m too busy practically glowing over here to deal with my woman having a minor freak out over a fucking phenomenal blow job, yeah? So lean up here, kiss me, slide over, then buckle the fuck up, so I can deliver you in one piece to your family without having to tan your ass first for pissing me off.” Leaning up, I comply because I wouldn’t put it past Dec to do just that, tan my ass. He gives me a quick, but deep, wet kiss, then adjusts himself and fixes his seat and seatbelt while waiting for me to do the same. Only then does he pull back onto the highway only to have exit just as quickly.

As we round the second last corner before the clubhouse, Dec tilts his head towards me and lets his inner caveman out.

“If you didn’t get it before, Baby, you do now I hope. From this point on you’re my woman, and I’m your man, don’t doubt it, and don’t question it. As far as everyone else is concerned, that’s what I’m going to be telling them, you’re off limits. As soon as I can get your property patch made, it’s going on your back, and you’re never taking it off.” I hear his words ring loud and clear, echoing in my head. They sink in deep, settling in a place that makes my heart feel full and my body warm. I nod and snuggle deeper into my seat. “Baby, you’ve got to acknowledge what I said yeah, because when we pull in, shit changes for us.” I look up at him a little confused by what he means when he says, things will change for us. Noticing the look on my face, Dec clarifies what he means, “Not change in a bad way, Baby, things will just be different. You being mine now is a fucking big thing, to everyone at the club, and to me. All those hugs you give out to every fucker and their dog have always made me fucking jealous, but now I know how soft your skin is, how your sweet mouth tastes, the feel of you in my arms, and the sounds you make when you cum; those hugs you’re giving out to my brothers just turned dangerous for those fuckers. I’d never hurt you, Babe, you know that, but you’ve got to know, I’m not going to like other men touching you; friendly hugs or not.” I understand. I really do. Dad doesn’t like other men touching mom either. Mom said it took him years to even be okay with Uncle Pipe or Uncle Max giving her a quick hug, and they’re dad’s best friends. “I’m not telling you what to do, or even that you’ve got to stop. You just have to be mindful that I’m a jealous fucker, and I only just got you in all the ways I want you, so that shit will probably piss me off for now. Ten years down the track, after you’ve got my rings on your finger, my patch on your back, and we’ve made a couple of beautiful babies together who knows? I might not be such a fucking Neanderthal when it comes to wanting to rip bastards’ arms off, and beat the fuck out of them if they touch you. Honestly, I’ll most likely still want to, but might be able to learn to control the urge better.”

I laugh at that, and pat his shoulder.

“Keep telling yourself that big guy. Dad still wants to rip guys’ fingers off with pliers every time mom looks their way, and she doesn’t even have to hug them.”

Dec chuckles, nodding at the same time.

“Truth, Baby. I probably won’t be any better, but I’ll give it my best shot for you so I don’t end up in jail.”

Just as he finishes speaking, we pull up at the ten-foot chain link gate that segregates the clubhouse compound from the street. One of the newer prospects appears out of nowhere to open it. I’ve always thought Devil’s Spawn members and prospects must have a little bit of Ninja running through their veins. They literally can appear out of nowhere and scare the shit out of you.

Dec helpfully fills me in about who the new prospect is knowing that I would ask eventually anyway.

“That’s Sanchez, new prospect from San Francisco. He’s been here about four months, he’ll make a solid brother when he gets his patch from what we’ve seen so far. We’re not far enough into testing him out, but he seems like he’s up for anything, that’s why he got his name. That show, ‘Dirty Sanchez’ or some shit. Dad and Reaper watch it, apparently our prospect is just like them, gross, disturbing, but funny as fuck.” Murmuring my acknowledgement, I can only imagine the things this guy must get up to then, we roll through the gate, and Dec parks us right beside where the gravel lot opens into the courtyard. Reaching for my hand, halting my exit Dec says, “Take it easy, Baby, let me get the door for you, and fend off all these touchy feely bastards before they do you some bodily harm, yeah?” Squeezing his hand in mine I agree. After he adds “If you need a break, or want to leave, you’ve got to call it. These fuckers will keep you as long as you’re conscious, possibly still after you pass the fuck out if you don’t. You tell me when you’re done, and we’ll get Lexi and jet.”

Running what I hope is a soothing hand down his arm I readily agree. The man is seriously stressed out about having to bring me here tonight. The truth is; he didn’t want to, but he wasn’t given a choice by all the women in my life. If he’d ditched the party, it’s more than likely they would have hunted him down, and made him pay for it.

“Yeah, Honey, I won’t overdo it. It’s already been a long day, and I want to get us, and Lexi home to bed at a descent hour. I’ll give you the heads up when I’m good to go.” Giving me that soft smile that makes his dimples pop, Dec jumps out of the SUV, rounds the hood and opens my door, narrowly missing an overexcited Lou. After interrupting Dec from giving me his complete attention during his blow job, I’m not sure if Dec actually intended to miss her, or if it was actually good luck on Lou’s part that she got out of the way in time.

“Say it isn’t so girlfriend. I call Cage here, and I can make out sucking sounds and the big man groaning. You dirty bitch. You make me so proud. I just had to come over and say it before everyone swarms you.” Ah, that’s Lou for you, she simply can’t help herself when it comes to addressing anything inappropriate. I swear, she would discuss dildos in church given the opportunity.

Dec looks far from impressed though, glowering at her with his jaw clenched tightly.

“Reign it in Lou, and for fucks sake keep that shit to yourself. I don’t want you embarrassing my woman. You want to talk about her sucking my cock fine, but you do it on the quiet, and when you’re on your own with her, yeah?”

Lou looks at him with her mouth hanging open, she looks speechless. That hardly ever happens, and it never lasts for long. As if on cue, Lou replies,

“Did, did you just call her your woman, and give me permission to discuss her cock sucking skills?” Lou pops a fisted hand on her hip, cocking a brow at him, almost taunting him to dig himself in a deeper hole with her. These two can keep this up for hours, and frankly I can’t be bothered with it today. My ribs are beginning to ache, and the wound on my side is starting to sting a little. I guess giving a blow job on the floor of an SUV will do that to a person.

Swinging my legs around, I put my hands on Dec’s shoulders, casted one and all. I’m getting pretty good at moving the damn heavy thing around. Keeping my head turned to Lou I say,

“Yep he did. He’s my old man now apparently,” Dec growls at my use of word of the word ‘apparently’, but I ignore him and keep talking. “He has a magnificently huge, pierced cock that tastes a little like musk sticks, and whole lot like man. Now if you two will excuse me, I have a little girl to hug, a baby to steal, and a heap of people to try not to hug for fear of their arms be ripped off, and the possibility that they beaten to death with them. So, if you don’t mind, let me out then you can both go back to arguing when I’m free?”