Taken: Rough Devils MC Book 1 (BWWM Motorcycle Club Romance) (9 page)

He
continued to lick as I moved my hand around and found his cock. Huge in my hand
and throbbing, I began to massage it. He stopped licking me and put a hand
behind my head, urging me to suck. I obeyed wordlessly, bending down. I grinned
before wrapping my lips around the head of his gigantic member.

He
gave a growl of pleasure and gently pushed my head forward. I took him almost
to the base, but he was so big it couldn’t fit in all the way. I played with
his cock in my mouth, my tongue massaging it, feeling the ridges. He groaned
again, this time a little louder.

I
started to slowly push his cock in and out of my mouth, taking time to massage
it with my tongue each time it went in. I felt my pussy throb with desire,
getting wetter and wetter while I pleasured him with my mouth. I felt his hand
grip my head tighter as I moved faster, bobbing up and down on him. I twirled
my tongue around his rod, battling for control of my mouth.

He
couldn’t take it anymore. He pulled me up gently but firmly, desiring nothing
more than to please me as I had done him. I gave a gasp as he dove in
headfirst. My pussy, already wet with desire, grew wetter as he pushed his
tongue into my folds.

I
continued to massage his cock with my hands, moving up and down in firm,
deliberate strokes. I gave a moan of pleasure as he pressed his long, wet
tongue to my clit, as I felt my orgasm rise. He fucked me with his tongue as I
pressed his head down to me, urging him to continue. He spread my lips open,
running his tongue across each nerve in my pussy.

I
shuddered with pleasure, my whole body responding to his warm, wet touches. He
attacked me more ferociously now, gently nibbling at my soft, dark flesh, his
tongue shooting in and out of me. I saw spots dancing before my eyes. Just
before my orgasm hit its peak, he paused, allowing me a brief respite.

“More!
Give me more! Make me cum, baby!” I cried, wanting him.

Blake
grinned and wordlessly set me down on the soft carpet. He gently opened my legs
and rubbed the head of his erect cock up and down on my wet nub, teasing me
mercilessly.

“Fuck
me baby, please,” I pleaded.

He
opened my legs a little wider. He tapped my pussy lightly with his cock,
enjoying the tease. But I couldn’t take being teased like that. I grabbed his
cock and slowly pushed it into my pussy.

He
took my breasts in each hand, squeezing as he began to move into me. I gave a
wild yell of pleasure as he moved quicker, gliding in and out with his massive
cock. I closed my eyes and let him take me.

“Look
at it. Watch me while I fuck you.”

I
obeyed, looking down at his thick cock entering me. I screamed again as he moved
quicker, in and out. I felt my muscles clamp onto him, my pussy making his cock
wetter and wetter as he moved quicker and quicker.

I
writhed as he fucked me, feeling the complete fullness of him. Each movement
caused a sea of pleasure to wash over me. He growled as he reached his own
point of release, his thick, muscled thighs slapping against my soft flesh.
Suddenly his thrusts slowed down and he paused. For one wild moment, Sasha
thought he was finished and felt disappointed.

But
in a swift, single movement he turned me over so I was on my hands and knees.
He spoke only five words to me that I would remember for the rest of my life.

“I’m
going to dominate you.”

I
gave a little scream as he entered me once more, pumping furiously. I saw spots
again and closed my eyes as he moved quicker and quicker, his own orgasm slowly
building. I never before felt as alive as I did in this moment. I couldn’t
believe an inexperienced, young woman like me was getting so mercilessly
dominated like this.

My
pussy grew wetter and wetter as I felt my orgasm rise once more as he continued
to ravage me, sending sparks of electricity down my body. I sensed he was close
too, as he growled louder and louder.

I
gave one last screech of pleasure as I came, the waves of pleasure all crashing
down on me at once. My juices spurted onto his cock as he gave a yell and
pumped his seed into me. His cock shot stream after stream of cum inside my
throbbing pussy and yet he still pumped, slower and slower.

I
groaned and collapsed onto the bed. I had never felt anything as incredible as
this. I lay there on the ground for a minute before turning to look at him
again.

“That
was amazing.”

I
faced him, hardly unable to believe what I’d done.
Two guys
last night and five guys today?
Holy shit I felt like a slut. But that
didn’t matter. He grinned and helped me up.

“Yeah it was.
And congratulations, you are now a member of Rough Devils MC.”

I
blinked.

“Just
like that?”

He
nodded. “Are you in?”

I
thought about my incredible night tonight, getting pounded by these guys. I
thought of how much my life would change if I moved. I thought of how this club
of hot guys would need a woman and that maybe I could even help them recruit
more. But most of all, I thought of Charlie, and the feel of his lips on mine…

I
made my decision.

“I’ll
do it.”

Blake
grinned and left the room. A minute later, I heard an explosion of noise burst
through the door. Everyone was cheering as they welcomed me to the gang.

But
there was only one face that I saw. Charlie rushed over to me and kissed me
passionately in front of everyone.

“I’m
so glad you decided to stay,” he whispered in my ear.

I
smiled up at him.

“You
were right about these guys, they were great. But you were still the best of
them.”

He
hugged me again.

“How
about we get away from this noise? I can show you my room.”

I
grinned even wider.

“I’d
love that.”

This
was going to be a fun ride.

It
had been a month since my life had changed forever. My boyfriend had gotten me
a job working at a bar and I couldn’t be happier. I finally felt happy. I had a
gorgeous man back in my life, a new, stable job, and my life was taking an
exciting turn. I was now learning how to become a member of Rough Devils MC.

It
wasn’t hard leaving DC. I loved the work I’d done, but I loved Charlie even
more. How could I say no to someone I loved?

I
couldn’t be more excited about becoming a real biker. The gang was working on
getting me a motorcycle and teaching me to ride. I loved riding on the back of
Charlie’s motorcycle when we went out (the vibrations and the feel of Charlie’s
chest made my pussy wet almost every time) but I knew I needed to get one or I
would never be considered a real member.

The
gang had me work at the bar in order to save up for the money for the bike.
They were going to take care of everything else. So each day I came into the
bar, worked whatever hours I wanted, and went back to another one of Charlie’s
homes.

I
thought he’d lived at his house in the biker neighborhood, but he actually
owned a private home a few miles from the town that he only reserved for people
special to him. I remembered grinning wider than I’d ever grinned in my life when
he told me that. I still couldn’t believe Charlie was back in my life.

I
always looked forward to my times with Charlie. Even though working at the bar
was pretty boring, the prospect of seeing Charlie always made my happy and able
to continue work.
Though it wasn’t always that easy.

***

“Give
me a rum and coke,” the customer’s voice barked at me from across the bar one
day.

I
sighed and prepared the drink, dreaming of throwing it at his head. This guy
happened to be a regular and he’d always been an asshole to me. Each time he
asked for a drink, he was a giant prick. He never said thank you or gave any
tips. Just once I wanted to throw a drink in his face. But that would probably
be pretty unprofessional.

I finished
making the drink and brought it over reluctantly, waiting for him to insult me
as he always did. Unfortunately it was just me working tonight so I couldn’t
ask anyone else to deal with him. I always thought of telling the MC about him,
but I knew they might go overboard. They’d really grown to like me in the last
month and had become extremely protective.

But
this guy was getting on my last nerve. It always seemed to be me that he was an
asshole for no reason. Sometimes he’d come in on one of my coworkers shifts and
he was fine, very quiet and very polite. I knew he was afraid of pissing other
people off. But when it came to me, he turned into the world’s biggest dipshit.

“Thanks
honey,” he said, lightly slapping my ass as I went back to the bar.

Thankfully
my shift was almost over. I had always chosen to work odd hours, but I didn’t
mind. One day it would be two hours in the morning,
then
it would be six hours at night, and then only three hours the next day

I
checked my watch as the obnoxious guy called me over again. My shift was
officially over.
Perfect timing.
I handed my key to
the guy who had the next shift and walked to the front door, ready to leave.

A
hand reached out and stopped me. It was the asshole.

“Hey,
I need your help with something,” he said, winking at me. “Why don’t you come
over to my place later on and we can… get to know each other better.”

I
felt like vomiting. Not only was this
guy
a piece of
shit on the inside, but he was also pretty damned ugly. It looked like he
didn’t even own a razor there was so much hair on his face.

“Fuck
off,” I snarled.

His
expression turned angry.

“I’m
not used to girls turning me down,” he said furiously.

You
must have been with some pretty desperate girls then.

“Sorry,
this one just did. Go fuck yourself,” I replied, and walked out without a
second thought.

I
hopped into my car and headed to Charlie’s house. He’d called me earlier,
insisting he needed to see me as soon as possible. What did he want to do? Did
he have a special, new sexual position in mind or something? Had he bought me a
bike?

My
heart beat furiously as I raced to Charlie’s house, my excitement growing with
each passing second. I couldn’t imagine what was so urgent. Did he have a hard day
of riding around and needed to fuck?

I
got to his house in record time and sprinted up the steps to the front door.
His house stood in the middle of the woods with a bunch of trees around. The
nearest building was a good four or five miles away so he was able to keep his
privacy.

But
even though it was only a little cabin in the woods, I thought it was one of
the most beautiful places I’d ever been. It was quiet, calm, and peaceful.
There was a small lake in the backyard and a beautiful view of the sunset.

The
cabin wasn’t some run down shack, either. It was two stories tall, with a TV,
kitchen, bedrooms, and game rooms. I had always dreamed of living in a place
like this. I loved living at the hideout, but this would be my dream home.

I
knocked on the door and Charlie answered almost immediately.

“Hey
babe, come on in. I want to ask you something.”

He
took my by the hand and led me inside. He set me down on the couch and faced
me, hands on mine.