Harder (Sensual Biker Romance, Spanking, Dark Romance) (3 page)

I walk out of the bedroom and look at Chance standing in the hallway.

"Sasha,” he says looking at my tits again. 

"I need you…,” he says.

I feel shy suddenly and look down at my bare feet. I walk over to him slowly and wrap my hand around his arm.

"Oh yeah?"  I ask trying to act sexy.

I look up at him and then softly kiss his bare arm.

"Sasha we can't do this, I want..." as he pauses, I slowly untie my jeans and let the heavy fabric slide to the floor.  Chance doesn’t speak but instead grabs at me and pulls me close to him.  He pulls me up and I wrap my bare legs around his waist as he starts to kiss me hard and fast.   He presses me against the wall.  My back pushes into a painting and it hurt, he moves be against a bare part of the wall, I feel his urgency as he kisses me roughly. His hands squeeze my butt cheeks and I moan loudly into his hot mouth.

He sit’s me down and pushes his body against mine, He roughly holds my wrists together over my head and slips his big hand down between my legs.  His hand pushes hard and purposeful against my smooth slit while his hot mouth bites at my lips.  I feel myself floating, I was in a fog and confused,
how did I get into this position? Is this what I really wanted?

              He leans over my left shoulder and tugs at my shirt, pulling it off my body quickly he starts to kiss my neck sucking hard on my tender flesh. My hands dig into his back as it sends signals of pleasure down my arm and chest.  My nipples harden against his hot skin.  His breath on ear lobe sends goose bumps down my arms and legs, “You’re a dirty girl,” he whispers.

              He pulls me over towards the bedroom and throws me on to the bed. There is a hunger in his eyes and I feel nervous suddenly at what is about to happen.   “Unzip my pants,” he orders.  I sit up and pull at his pants, quickly taking them of him. Once his pants are off, I can see his large thick hard cock pushing against his boxers.

I slowly slip my hand into his blue boxers and feel his thick hot hard shaft.  I never had seen a cock so big, it had to be ten inches or longer, it was big and fat; easily three inches thick.  I feel Chance’s hands go to the base of my hair and pull softly tugging on my scalp. It was a weird sensation but sensual at the same time, he pulls me down to his cock and pushes my lips against the thick head of his shaft.  I feel my heart race as he takes complete control of me.

I open my lips and start to take in the thick tip of his cock, I could taste his salty cum slowly drip out of the head of his cock.  He pulls my hair tightly, and pushes me hard onto his cock. My mouth opens wider. I try to wiggle my tongue but there is barely enough room for his thick cock. He pushes my head down and I feel the tip of his cock pressed against the back of my mouth.

My silky lower puffy lips become wet with each bob of my head on his thick shaft.

He moans loudly as he starts to rock his hips.

I did not want to admit to myself I was excited and turned on by his forcefulness, he was making me hornier and wetter than I ever had been. He moans as I suck his thick throbbing cock faster and harder. I feel his cock become hotter in my mouth and then he pulls me by my hair and off his cock.

“Fuck, I want to take you now,” Chance moans.

“Do you know how much I wanted to take you?” he says as he slowly pushes me back on to the bed.

He moves over me slowly, his hands caress every inch of my chest. He slowly kisses my nipples and licks at them sucking hard. “Chance,” I moan as he kisses down my stomach towards my thighs.  

  “God you are so fucking sexy,” he says with his mouth over my slit. His hands go to my thighs and he pulls my legs apart throwing them over his broad thick shoulders.

His hot tongue slowly slips up and down my moistened slit, I moan even louder as he separates my lips and his tongue presses against my pulsing clit. I then feel the heat from his breath as he leans in and kisses my lower lips tenderly.

I close my eyes, throw my head back, and smile in pleasure as he gently teases my swollen clit. A small moan escapes my throat as his right hand reaches up and holds onto my breast while his tongue flicks and licks my clit.  My leg rests on his back while he continues to lap up my sweet wetness.  I moan again and feel the heat rise inside my body as his hand pinches my nipple making it sore.

I feel a sudden wave of pleasure over come my entire body and feel myself pulsing around his fingers inside me.  Chance slowly stands up and wipes his face he grins as me he moves up towards my face. He sucks on my lower lip pulls it towards him and bites a little, I am shy but I want to feel his hardness. I slowly slide my hand down his chest to his lower abdominals; I feel his hard cock jump and pulse at my touch.

My finger slowly moves over the tip of his cock.  His tip is wet and I move the silky wetness over the tip of his head and down his shaft. I grip his thickness at the base and slowly glide my hand up and down.

Chance reaches for both my breasts and squeezes them he then moves his hand back down between my legs and rubs my still wet clit. I continue to stroke his thick long shaft while he gently massages my clit and kisses me passionately. 

As he moves over the top of my body he pushes the tip of his cock around my wet lower lips, “Chance,” I whisper. 

He moans as his cock slips inside my tight pussy.  It feels hot to the touch I feel self-conscious suddenly and worry that I will disappoint him in some way.

He slowly puts his hand on my right hip and with his other hand, he holds on to my left leg gripping it at my thigh and knee.  It feels so good yet almost too big as he pushes his thickness inside me.   Chance pushes deeper inside and soon he is pumping gently into my wetness.

“Fuck. You’re so tight,” he moans as his cock pumps in and out.  I moan softly as he kisses my lips again and pumps his thick long shaft deep inside me.

His tongue tastes sweet as he swirls around inside my mouth. Chance moves my legs over his thighs and pulls on me, making me sit up on his legs and his cock. He pumps inside me slowly and yet with each thrust I feel as though it is rough and hard.

His cock is pulsing inside me and I want to feel him inside me forever. I feel my clit rub against his flat pelvic area and I feel my pelvic bone pushing against his.  I want to orgasm hard for him. I want to be his perfect special girl. I think about the way his kiss is searing and seems to melt me instantly.  I feel his cock pulse inside me again it sends an electric wave of pleasure through my body.

A rush of pleasure washes over my entire body and I tighten around his hard shaft and throb.  I push myself up and I ride him making myself feel that rush of pleasure again.

He suddenly moves and flips me over the side of the bed he shoves his thick cock between my wet lips and beings to push hard and fast inside me. He makes a slapping sound with each hard fast pump of his thick meaty cock.

With each stroke, I feel him hit my g-spot and cry out in pleasure. I moan loudly as he fucks me hard from behind, he pulls at my hips hard and his fingers hurt as he digs into my hipbone. He starts to spank and smack my ass as he pumps fast and hard.

I moan and cry out as I feel the pleasure and heat wash over me.

“You are such a naughty girl, you deserve a spanking,” he says. I almost laugh as this has come out of nowhere but he is stern and serious as he starts to smack my round ass even harder while he fucks me hard.  The sting feels amazing and sends jolts of pleasure through my body with each hard spank. I moan loudly as he takes turns smacking each cheek.

I then feel his right hand slide down to my cheek and he spanks my bottom hard making a loud crack sound again. The sudden pain sends me over the edge again I feel myself pulsing around his tight cock.  I cry out loudly, “Fuck,” and I hear Chance moan as he thrusts hard three times, I feel his cock pulsing inside me and a heat filling me up inside.

Chance’s hands reach around and he gently massages my breasts while he kisses my neck, he is still hard inside me. His hand slowly goes to my hips again he pulls at me roughly. My hand instinctively goes to my breast and I pull and tug at my own nipples while he continues to pump hard inside me.

He moans and grunts as he keeps pumping inside me hard and fast. I feel my body trembling with pleasure as I again feel the familiar rush of pleasure rush over my body. “Oh fuck,” I moan loudly as I feel his cock spill its hot wet liquid inside me.

We slowly move apart and I lay back on the bed. My bottom is sore from my spanking, and I smile at Chance as he slips in besides me.  I have never experienced sex like this before it was rough, hard yet something was also tender about it. The way he licked and sucked at my clit, I feel a jolt at just the thought of him between my legs again.

I lie in his warm arms and stroke his hip softly with my hand. “Chance,” I say softly.

Chance doesn’t respond he holds me tighter.  “Tell me about you,” I ask.  Even though I now know every each of his body, I barely know him.

“That’s complicated,” he responds as he strokes my hair.

“You can tell me anything,” I say softly. It feels comforting to say those words to someone other than my cat.

“Not much to tell I was a run away got picked up by Frank’s gang and now here I am,” he says stiffly.

My hand slides over his lower abdominals. I knew there was more to the story but for now, I would have to be satisfied.

I want to tell him about my past, about that day but my throat tightens and I cannot get the words out.

“I know you haven’t had it easy, and I won’t push you,” his voice makes me feel safe and secure. It was as though he could read my mind and no words were really needed.

  “Thank you,” my voice is but a whisper. We fall asleep in each other’s arms.

I wake up cold, alone. I sit up and feel my tense sore muscles, a reminder of our rough playtime together. I pull myself off the bed and suddenly remember Star, I run outside and hear a small mew, only to turn around and see her happily eating in the kitchen.  I walk over to the table, no note; I realize he left me alone. I find my clothes from yesterday and wash them; I look around his small house and find nothing very interesting. The house seems almost too neatly put together.
Just who is Chance really?

  I do not find any family pictures until I dig in his nightstand.  There are a few photos of a kid standing next to a tall man in leathers.  I recognize the kid to be Chance; his grin is a dead giveaway.

“What were you like?”  I say aloud.  I wonder if he had a normal childhood was he really raised by a gang?  Shaking my head I put away his personal effects right where I found them and slowly pull myself away.

I make myself some noodles and sit down watching TV. The time passes slowly, I worry he won’t come back. I look at the clock and it is already two a.m. I start to pace back and forth worrying whatever deal he had went south.  I sit back down on the couch and accidently sit on Star. 

“Sorry,” I say as she runs underneath the coffee table.

“Well, this is weird isn’t,” I say to her holding out my hand.

“It’s not like us to stay in one place for long is it?” I speak softly.  She slowly comes out from her hiding spot and I rub her left ear until she starts to purr loudly. I hear a loud crack of thunder and rain suddenly pelts the small bungalow. I turn off the lights and sit outside on the small porch perched in a dust-covered chair.  The rain smells good; I have always loved the rain. It feels like it is washing the world but there are some things that can never become clean.  I shiver, rub my arms and wait in the darkness for him.

I hear a rumble that sounds like thunder but see a yellow beam of light coming up the hill.  It is him.  I sit up properly and watch as he pulls his bike in underneath the carport.  He walks up the side of the porch he looks tired and worn. I stand up to greet him and he walks past me and enters the house.  My heart sinks.
Maybe I am just a notch on his bedpost.
 

I follow behind him closely and help him pull of his leather jacket. “Are you okay?” I ask.

I look into his eyes, “Yes,” is all he says.  I pull off his soaked shirt and get to work on his pants. I check his body for marks or wounds and find none. Once I have him down to his boxers he starts to walk towards the bedroom.

“Chance,” I whisper.

He keeps walking and throws himself on the bed.  I curl up next to him to find him asleep.  The rain slows and the clouds part, I watch his face as he sleeps soundly with the moonlight shining in on his cheek.  I finally rest my head on his shoulder and fall asleep.

“Wake up,” I hear a man’s voice call to me. I was having a nice dream about Chance massaging me; I didn’t want to wake up. 

“Sasha!” the voice barked. I open my eyes and see Chance standing over me.

“I was enjoying that dream,” I whine. 

“No time for games,” he says in a serious voice.

I sit up and straighten my bed hair.  “What’s wrong?” I ask looking into his eyes.

“I need to ask you something,” he says as he pulls a chair over to the bed.

I feel tight in my stomach,
is he going to kick me out?
  I was too familiar with being unwanted.

“You know what I do,” he states.

I nod and shrug my shoulders.  “You’re a gang leader,” my voice cracks.

“Sort of, I am a leader in a smaller gang apart of a bigger one.  The reason I brought you here wasn’t to play house,” the words wash over me coating me in a fog of sudden sadness. 
He thinks we are playing house.

“I didn’t know I was you’re play thing,” I say sitting up and pushing my way past him. “I belong to no one,” I say defiantly.  I slam the door behind heading my things. I find my backpack and start shoving my small amount of possessions in it.  I grab Star who is asleep on the couch and despite her protests take her outside.  “Sasha wait,” he sounds angry.

“Fuck you, and your fucking house,” I say turning around to flip him off.

Chance is behind me in seconds and grabs my arm. “Sasha,” he looks at me confused.

“Fuck you,” I say and keep trying to walk. I struggle in his grip.

“Sasha, you’re not leaving,” he says as he pulls me close to him making me drop Star.

“Why are you messing with me,” I yell back. 

“How old are you even?” I ask pointedly.

“I’m not that old,” he says looking at me skeptically.

“I’m twenty-five,” he says.

“Am just a silly girl to you?” I say trying to turn again.

“No, will you stop doing that,” he says as he grabs me again, this time he picks me up as if I weigh nothing throwing me over his shoulder.  With my head down facing his butt, he carries me back to the house. I scream and beat my fists into his back. “Stop, or else I will think you are a silly girl,” he says as he walks into his house.

“Now, stay put,” he barks as he sits me roughly on the couch.

He starts to pace and looks down at me. “Look…I,” he says as he keeps pacing.

“Look, that day when I saw you, I needed you for something,” he says looking into my eyes.

“Sex Slave?” the words fall out of my mouth. I had read about sex slaves online I feel strangely sick and yet okay with the idea of just living for sex with him.

“What? No,” he laughs.

My shoulders slump and I sit back. “Just tell me what this is all about,” I say.

“Okay, well, sex slave isn’t too far off,” he says.

I stand up and he pushes me back down.

“Not you,” he says.

“Here’s the thing, my gang deals mostly information on other gangs, okay not that exciting I know but important.  The larger group we deal with are somewhat affiliated with Hells Angels.  It is complicated but the short version is the Hounds have stolen three women from our leader Frank, one of them is his daughter.  Sasha she’s only fifteen,” he says his eyes tell me this isn’t going somewhere good.

“The way we make our money is trading goods, illegal weapons mostly, some drugs and information. The hounds however deal in flesh,” he says.

I sit there shocked did he want to sell me or trade me.

“We came up with an idea of how to track the girls. To get a few new girls to use as bait…and,” he pauses looking at me. 

“You weren’t supposed to be so damn cute though, I can’t let you do it,” he says turning away. 

I watch as his fists are clenched tight.  “Chance, what would I have to do?” I ask. I think about the poor girl likely being ganged raped by old fat bikers.

“Sasha, it doesn’t matter now, we will think of a new plan I can’t let you do it.  We will find another way, but I wanted you to know the truth,” he says as he sits down next to me on the couch.

“Chance, I know you think I am just a girl, and maybe I am, but I know what it’s like to be used,” I pull my legs up underneath me. 

“Sasha, I can’t let you do it, I won’t,” He says firmly.

“Why did you even tell me?” I ask.  I know a part of him wants me to do it.

“Like I said, I never lie, at least not to family,” he says looking into my eyes.  I feel a warm glow building inside me.