Rod (16 page)

I exhale deeply as his lips move to my
ear, my neck and then my breasts.
 
I feel
his breath on my skin as he drags his tongue across one nipple.
 
When my body quakes underneath him, he moves
to the other nipple and flicks it.
 

He moves his body downward and then gets
off of the bed.
 
Standing before me, I
look up to see him taking in all of me.
 
I bite my lip in anticipation and he moves closer to me long enough to
slide my panties off of my body.
 
He
throws them on the pile and then pulls my legs so my ass is flush with the edge
of the bed.

Kneeling down, he moves his thumb to my
throbbing clit and rubs it in a small circle.
 

“You’re so wet,” he says with a devilishly
handsome grin at the foot of the bed.
 
He
dips a finger inside of me and a sudden feeling of lust and wanting takes over
me.
 
His hands push my legs open and he
takes his finger out of me.
 

“I bet your pussy tastes so sweet,” he
tells me as he nears my sex with his mouth.
 
He plants little kisses on each of my thighs, building up the
anticipation even more.
 
His warm breath
teases me between my legs and I feel ready.

He dips his head to my clit and lathers it
up with his warm, wet tongue.
 
My nub
feels tingly and the tension is building up.
 
I need release.
 
His tongue licks
me as he dips two fingers inside of me to explore my depths.
 

“It’s tight and sweet,” he says, stopping
for the moment.
 
He dives right back in
and licks me until I can hardly stand it.
 
I quake on his bed as he finally offers me the release I so desperately
need.

He concentrates his licking solely on my
clit as his fingers dive in and out of my wet hole.
 
I arch my back as he hits the spot over and
over.
 
I convulse and am momentarily
blind with the sensation.
 
I burst out
into an orgasmic scream that’s been dying to get out of me.
 

I let out a series of moans as he
continues his tongue lashing on my clit.
 
I gasp in ecstasy and he finally relents.
 
His fingers move back down to drain me of any
euphoric sensations.
 
With another touch
and I’m quivering and my legs are shaking.

He stands in front of the bed and pulls
his shirt off of his body.
 
Casting it
aside, he undoes his belt buckle and pulls it through his belt loops.
 
Once that’s off, he unbuttons the top button
of his jeans.
 
I watch intently to see
what he’s working with.
 
It felt long and
strong when he was rubbing up against me, but I wasn’t feeling shy about
stealing a glance upon its reveal.

“I can’t wait to fuck you hard in that
tight little pussy of yours,” he tells me as he unzips his pants and pulls them
off of his body.
 
In his blue checkered
boxer shorts, I notice his manhood springing forward.
 
He slides his boxers off of his muscular legs
and his cock jumps forward.
 

I take a deep breath.
 
It’s long and full of girth.
 

Once again, he hovers over me and begins
kissing my lips.
 
He slips his tongue
inside of my mouth and twists it around mine.
 
I feel his giant piece forcing its way onto my body from his.
 
He moves down and spreads my legs.
 
He gingerly places his cock inside of my
pussy and I tense up at the sensation.
 
He’s large and I feel his penetration deeply.
 

He slowly moves himself in and out of me
as his abs teeter back up and down with his thrusting movements.
 
I lay back and he thrusts a little
harder.
 
He raises my legs and bends them
at the knees.
 
He pulls my body closer to
his and thrusts into me harder and faster.
 

I reach to the side of the bed and clench
his sheets tightly in my hand.
 
He pushes
his dick further inside of me and feels his rhythm.
 
Now at a stead pacing, I feel my insides clenching
around his rod as he pulses it in and out of me.
 

After building up a faster pace, I feel
closer and closer to euphoria.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop,” I plead.
 
He pounds into me with a higher intensity and
I can tell he is close to coming, too.

Minutes later, we both come and he
collapses on top of me.
 
He gives me a
smile and then moves to my side.

“What was that?” He asks.

“What was what?” I say back.

“That thing where you clenched your
muscles around my cock.”

“Oh that?
 
I guess Kegels really pay off.”

“Fuck yes they do,” he says breathlessly.

We lay there in silence and I resist the
urge to cuddle or anything else that might throw him off.
 
Sex with Rodney is magical and my body is
still aching for his touch.
 

“Was it good for you?” He jokes.

“Fuck yeah,” I tell him.

“I meant what I said when I told you I’d
never hurt you.
 
And I meant it when I
said that I’m loyal to the Dragons.”

“I know, babe.”
 

“Maybe I should just come clean to your
father.
 
It’s not good to keep
secrets.
 
Fuck, I should’ve done that
from the start.”

“If you would’ve, he probably would’ve
kicked your ass right out of the place.
 
My dad holds family above all else and he probably would’ve thought
badly of you for betraying your father.”

“How can I change his mind about that
then?
 
Isn’t he still going to think that
if I come clean?” He asks.
 
He props
himself on one arm and looks over at me like he’s tempted to sex me up
again.
 

I raise my body up a bit and match his
glance.
 

“I can back you up,” I blurt out.

“You would do that?”

“Of course I would,” I tell him.

“You really are a wonderful woman,
Trish.
 
I mean that.”

He caresses my face and moves the hair
from the side of my face, tucking it behind my ear.

“I’m glad you told me everything,” I
say.
 
“Are you really going to tell my
dad everything?”

“I don’t see any other way.
 
I hope he’s as welcoming as you are.”

“I hope so, too.
 
With everything that’s going on, he might
brush it off and deal with it later.”

“Either way, he deserves to know the
truth.
 
I can’t live in secrecy any
more.
 
I can’t work for my father, he’s a
monster.
 
He’d sell us both down the
river for some guns and beer.”

“Family has no meaning to him?” I quiz
him.

“Not really.”

“Damn,” I utter under my breath.

“We should go, I need to do this now.”

I feel the urgency in his inflection.
 
I snatch up my clothes and dress myself,
watching him as he does the same.
 
I walk
to the mirror on the wall and run my fingers through my hair.
 

“You look beautiful,” he chides me.

“I don’t want to go to the club with sex
hair,” I tell him, running my fingers through a knot that resulted from our
fucking.

He wraps his arms around me from behind
and says, “We’ll go when you’re ready then.”

“I’m ready,” I blather five seconds later.

“Alright, let’s hit it,” he says, racing
down the stairs, out the door and to his motorcycle.

Chapter Nine

Rodney Vinton

I look in my side mirror to see Trish’s
pink motorcycle hot on my tail.
 
We wind
through the pavement and make our way to the dirt roads that lead to the
Lair.
 
I park my bike out front and
seconds later, she parks hers next to mine.

I take a deep breath and I can feel the
anxiety and tension building up inside of me.
 
At this moment, I have no idea what words I’m going to use or how he’s
going to take the news.
 
I know that if
I’m in his place, I’d take my head off.
 

“You’re going to be fine,” Trish assures
me with a rub of my shoulder.

“Here goes nothing,” I tell her as we walk
inside the Lair.

With a deep sigh, I already feel pangs of
regret.
 
The place is full of members
roaming around, drinking and sorting out clues on Sasha’s disappearance.

Ronan is at the head table wearing a look
of complete misery.
 
He holds his head as
if he’s got a headache and I nearly backtrack to set things in motion another
day.

“You’ve got this,” she tells me.
 
“I’ll come with you.”

Walking next to me, we both approach her
father as he’s flanked by officers of the club.

“Can we speak with you privately?” I ask
him.

“Yeah sure, let’s go to my office,” he
says.

He stands up with his domineering frame
and weary face.

We follow him to his office and Trish
closes the door once we’re inside.
 
He
motions to the chairs in front of the desk and we sit and wait for him to
speak.

“What’s on your minds?” he asks.

“I have something to tell you and I know
you’re not going to like it.”

“Is it about Sasha?” he questions me
intently.

“No, this is about me,” I tell him.

“Alright, talk,” he says.
 
He looks to the both of us and smiles and
says, “Wait, are you two a thing?”

“That’s not what I need to tell you,” I
object.

“Alright shoot,” he says as he kicks back
in his seat.

“I wanted to be a man and come right out
and tell you about who I am.
 
I wasn’t
trying to keep it a secret, but it just never came up.”

“Out with it already,” Ronan yelps.

“My name is Rodney Vinton,” I say
intensely, as I study his reaction.

“Yeah.
 
Whoopty
fucking doo,” he says jokingly.

“I’m the son of Seth Vinton,” I tell
him.
 
His face immediately turns
sour.
 
He gets up in a rush and opens his
office door.
 

He yells out, “Everyone get the fuck out!”

I can hear the place clearing out as he
rumbles back to his seat and sits back down.

“Tell me why I shouldn’t fuck you up right
here and now.
 
You’ve got balls, kid,
I’ll give you that.”

“I came to tell you this because I have
found my home with the Dragons.
 
My
father is a fucking criminal and an evil man.
 
I have never wanted to be associated with him and he forced me to come
here.”

“Why did he force you to come here?” Ronan
presses.

“He wanted me to come here for a possible
takeover.”

Ronan laughs as if I speak the impossible.
 
I want to laugh, too, but I don’t so I don’t
offend him.

“Good fucking luck on that one,” he jokes.

“Your daughter put the pieces of the
puzzle together, but she has given me the strength to come to you and tell you
all of this.”

Ronan looks at Trish and shakes his head.

“I’m loyal to the patch of the Green
Dragons through and through.
 
I know none
of this is what you wanted to hear, but there it is.
 
I’ll take whatever punishment you feel I deserve.
 
I will still help find Sasha and tell you
anything you want to know.”

“Are the
Deathdealers
involved in Sasha’s kidnapping?” Ronan asks me.

“I don’t know.
 
I met up with my father yesterday at their
club to ask them that.
 
He plays like
he’s ignorant, but I don’t know that for sure.
 
It’s not something that I would put past my father.
 
In reality, I’m pretty sure him and his goons
have done shadier shit than kidnapping.”

“So you don’t know?” he questions me.