In Too Deep (Motorcycle Club Erotic Romance) (3 page)

Rhonda went over to the edge of the bed in front of Clutch and Amber followed her.

“Damn,” he said. “Have I died and gone to heaven?”

“It’s possible,” Rhonda said.

She unbuttoned his jeans, and pulled them down. His hard cock sprung up level with her face.

“Oh, hi there,” she said to his dick then circled his tip with her tongue before wrapping her lips around it. Amber was right there with her, watching the girl take him in. She couldn’t believe how far Rhonda was able to move her mouth onto his cock. It had to be in her throat.

“You want some?” Rhonda asked her. She did.

Clutch moved over in front of Amber. Then the outlaw gripped the hair behind her head and she moved forward, letting his dick into her mouth. It pulsed against her tongue as she moved her head back and forth, down on all fours in front of him, letting him have his way with her face.

Then Rhonda was behind Amber, running her fingernails up and down the inside of Amber’s thighs and Amber moaned in anticipation. Rhonda slipped her fingers inside Amber, between her wet lips then out and up to her clitoris and rubbed her furiously. Amber’s body bucked as she pushed back against Rhonda’s hand.

Clutch pulled his cock out of Amber’s mouth, her saliva dripping off it, then stepped out of his pants and got into the bed with the naked girls.

He turned Amber over so that she was laying on her back. He lifted her legs up some to get a better angle then, in one motion, he plunged into her sending a wave of pleasure out through her body.

“Oh, fuck,” Amber said. She reached over and found Rhonda’s wet pussy with her hand and started working her clit as the biker fucked the young FBI agent, driving his hips hard into her. Amber moaned again, forgetting everything, lost in pleasure.

Rhonda positioned herself over Amber’s face, a knee down on either side of her head, facing towards Clutch. Amber reached up and pulled the girl’s hips down toward her mouth and she worked it with her tongue, the sweet taste of Rhonda’s cum on her lips. The first time she’d tasted another woman, and she liked it.

Rhonda started moaning and grinding her sex down onto Amber’s mouth and Amber took it in greedily wanting her to feel as much pleasure as she was feeling now with the outlaws cock thrusting deep inside her. She moaned louder now and leaned forward. The biker kissed her and the three of them writhed together, connected all at once, transcending any barrier there had been before.

Amber’s legs started to tighten and she knew she was about to come hard. She moaned into Rhonda’s pussy, and Rhonda moaned too. Then Clutch surged forward hard into her, and he exploded load after load of warm cum deep inside Amber’s tight cunt. She felt his cum rushing into her and then her back arched and she was coming with him, her body shaking all over, the pleasure overwhelming all of her.

Rhonda said, “Oh fuck, I’m coming too,” and she grinded her pussy down and Amber felt the girl’s cum gush out of her, filling Amber’s mouth with the sweet nectar. Rhonda fell over into a heap and Clutch slowly pulled himself out of Amber. She twitched as the biker’s dick left her, then he collapsed down next to them, all three breathing hard from pleasing each other.

They laid there for some time, naked bodies intertwined, not saying anything, just enjoying each other’s company.

Amber took a moment to consider her situation. Two months before she had been going to an office everyday, pushing papers around her desk. Now, she had just had one of the hottest sexual experiences of her life with an outlaw biker couple. Life could be so weird sometimes.

Chapter 5

Amber woke in the night, unsure of where she was for a moment. She sat up in bed while her eyes adjusted. Clutch was gone, but Rhonda was there next to her, naked, and sleeping heavily. The sex they’d had the night before came back to her and she grinned with pleasure. She’d never been attracted to women before but there was something about Rhonda that did it for her.

She found one of Clutch’s t-shirts in his closet and put it on, then went out of the room to see if she could find anything. Everything was quiet downstairs, except for the sound of people snoring loudly. Empty beer bottles and passed out bikers covered nearly every square inch of the living room. She tip-toed through the mess towards the kitchen.

Once she got closer to the kitchen she heard voices and, being careful not to make a sound, she leaned up next to the wall just outside the entry and listened.

“This thing could be really big for us if it goes well, man.”

She was pretty sure that was Free-ball talking.

“Yeah, but we have to be careful. These guys are ruthless. Old school ruthless.”

And that was definitely Clutch.

“That fat bastard couldn’t do shit to us,” Free-ball said.

“True,” Clutch said. “But, it’s not Big Dave we have to worry about. It’s his uncle.”

“Grigoryan? Yeah, I’ve heard some crazy stories about him.”

“I’ve heard them too, and I know for a fact they’re true. I’m not saying we need to be afraid of him, just careful.”

Suddenly, someone grabbed Amber from behind and lifted her up off the ground. She tried to wriggle free but the man was too strong, he felt like a giant. He carried her, kicking, into the kitchen and set her down. Clutch and Free-ball were sitting at the table.

“Look what I found,” the man said. “Creeping around like a tom cat.” He looked to be about 6’6” and solid muscle. More of an ogre than a man.

Clutch and Free-ball exchanged glances then looked at her.

“I was just coming to get some water,” she said. She felt helpless standing there in front of the bikers, barefoot on the cold tile, wearing only an oversized t-shirt.

“No,” the ogre said, “she was standing outside listening.”

“What the fuck?” Free-ball said.

“I came to get some water,” she said, “then I heard voices and I didn’t want to interrupt so I turned around to go.”

“I know what I saw,” the ogre said. “She was listening.”

Clutch stood up and walked towards her. Then the bright steel of the knife flashed in his hand and she meant to run but her feet wouldn’t move. It wouldn’t have mattered anyway because the ogre grabbed her arms again and held her there.

The psychopath Clutch from earlier in the bar bathroom was back. His face expressionless, his cold blue eyes cutting into her.

“Listen to me.” His voice came out smooth and even. He held the knife out at waist-level, but not pointing it at her. “This is serious, are you listening?”

She nodded.

“If I catch you sneaking around here again, I’m going to slice you up. It’s that simple. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“Now go back upstairs.”

The ogre let her go and she walked out of the kitchen. It took all the will she had not to run out the front door. Instead she went upstairs, got in bed with Rhonda and took deep breaths trying to get herself to stop shaking.

Chapter 6

The next day Amber woke in the early afternoon to an empty bed and the smell of bacon coming from downstairs. She found her clothes and went down. All the bikers were gone and someone had cleaned the place up so that it looked like a normal house.

She went back to the kitchen where, just hours earlier, the outlaw had threatened her with his knife. Rhonda was sitting at the table reading a newspaper and Clutch was in front of the stove.

“There she is,” Rhonda said. “We thought you were going to sleep all day.”

“I guess I was exhausted.”

“I know what you mean,” Rhonda said and smiled. “That was same good loving last night. Sit down, you want some coffee? Clutch is making pancakes too.”

“Sure, I’d love some.” She sat down next to Rhonda and Clutch came over with the coffee pot.

“Wow, two hot ladies in my kitchen,” he said, no hint of the man with the knife from last night.

They had breakfast together and talked about the sex from the night before. It was clear all three of them enjoyed it and it surprised Amber too that there was no awkwardness between them about it.

When they finished Amber thanked Rhonda for having her over and told her she really enjoyed it. Rhonda said she did too and hoped they could do it again sometime. Then Clutch took her back to the bar on his motorcycle.

She got off and thanked him for the ride. He turned the bike off.

“Listen,” he said. “Last night in the kitchen, I’m sorry I had to do that. I want you to know that I wouldn’t have hurt you, I was just putting on a show for those guys. Things could have gotten real ugly if I hadn’t. Those guys are my brothers and I love them but I know what they’re capable of and I didn’t want to see anything bad happen to you. You understand?”

“Yeah.”

“Good. But if something like that happens again I probably won’t be able to protect you since they’re already suspicious. Just don’t go creeping around anymore and there won’t be any problems.”

“Ok.”
 

He leaned towards her and kissed her on the forehead. “You’re beautiful, you know that?”

She felt her face getting red.

“Are you going to be around tonight?” he said. “I’m going to be by later to talk to Big Dave about some stuff.”

“Yep, I’ll be here.”

“Cool. Oh, and next weekend, our club is going to a rally out in California. You want to go? I know Rhonda wants you to come. And I do too. It’ll be lots of fun. Camping, partying. Last year it got really wild.”

“Yeah, I’d love to,” she said. “Well, shit, I have to work though.”

“I’ll talk to Big Dave, he’ll let you off.”

“Ok, awesome.”

“Cool, see you later then.”

His bike roared to life and the outlaw sped off down the road. She watched him until he was a small spec in the distance, though she could still hear the faint rumble of his engine.

She found her phone and dialed Ron. He answered and she said “You’ll never fucking believe who I was with last night.”
 

Then she told him about the bikers and the party and what she’d heard them saying about Grigoryan, though she left out the part about the threesome and that she’d been held at knifepoint.

“Wow,” he said. “Great work. This is really good. We can keep you going with this. What’s he like? This Clutch guy.”

“I’m not sure,” she said. “He seems nice I think. I can’t really tell.”

“Well, be careful. I’ll talk to you later.”

She hung up and drove home thinking about the biker and his hot girlfriend.

Chapter 7

That Saturday night, Amber Avis was back working at the bar. Clutch had told her he would come by that night to talk to Big Dave but it was nearly 1am and he hadn’t shown up yet.

Amber heard Big Dave walking up behind her. He couldn’t sneak up on a deaf and blind sloth if he tried. She tugged down on the back of the short white dress she’d worn, making sure it was covering her ass. Knowing Clutch was coming in she’d dressed even sexier than she normally did.

“Looks like your new boyfriend stood me up,” Big Dave said. “He was supposed to come see me a couple hours ago.”

“He’s not my boyfriend,” she said. “And if he said he’d come then I’m sure he will.”

“You’ve known the guy one night and you’re all of a sudden an expert on him? You don’t know these guys. They’re animals.”

“They seem ok to me,” she said.

“Hang around with them long enough and you’ll see what I mean. Trust me.”

Then the unmistakable, loud rumble of a group of Harley Davidsons came from outside.

“Well, that must be him. And it sounds like he brought friends. Those bastards better not start anything in here.”

Clutch came in through the front door with the other biker Free-ball on his side, and then about five more of the leathered outlaws followed them in. The ogre that had caught her eavesdropping the night before was one of them.
 

She could tell people were afraid of them by the way they did there best to not make any eye contact and move out of their way. And that was something considering the rough clientele that usually hung out there. The group of them went over to the pool table and told the people playing to scram.

Clutch came over to her at the bar.

“Wow,” he said. “You look really nice tonight.”

“Thanks,” she said. “It’s almost closing time, I thought maybe you weren’t going to show up.”

“Yeah? Well here I am.”

“Yes you are. And you brought some friends I see.”

“It’s always good to have friends around. Come here,” he said and he leaned over the bar to her.

She leaned over to meet him and he kissed her then ran his fingers over her cheek and through her hair. Her face and head tingled at his touch. His hands were rough but he could use them gently if he wanted. She had found that out the night before.

He said, “Last night night was really nice.”

She bit her lip and smiled at him.

“Last night was amazing,” she said.

“Good, I thought you might have been weirded out by Rhonda being there. It seemed like that was a pretty new experience for you.”

“Was it that obvious?”

He laughed. “Just a little.”

“Yeah, it was a new experience but I definitely enjoyed it.”

Big Dave plodded towards them and Clutch backed away from her.

“Well,” Big Dave said, “A couple of love birds.”

“Hey fat man. How you doing?” Clutch said.

“Not bad, not bad. I was wondering if you were going to show up.”

“Yeah, it seems like everybody around here was.” He smiled at her.

“Let’s step into my office so we can talk.”

The two went back to Big Dave’s office leaving Amber there alone at the bar.

She had never seen the inside of the office before. Big Dave kept it locked all the time and he made it clear that nobody was allowed in there without his permission. But now she really wanted to get in there.
 

Since she had given her boss, Ron, good evidence that Big Dave was working with his uncle and doing a deal with the bikers, he had gotten approval for her to plant a bug. She’d driven by the FBI field office before work to pick it up and it was in her purse now. Just a small thing. The problem was she needed to get into the office to plant it. She had an idea on how to do it though.