Felon: The Hellions MC Page 8

  Her apartment was as open on the inside as all the apartments in her building looked from the outside. She had blinds pulled down in all of her windows, though, offering us a little bit of privacy for the night. I walked the bag of food through her living room and over to her dining room table.

  There weren’t really walls in her apartment, except around her bathroom and bedroom. The living room was created by the couch, a couple of chairs on either side of it, a glass coffee table, and a widescreen TV mounted on the wall across from the couch. The dining room was created by the table and chairs. The kitchen, of course, was the kitchen. There was a bar separating it from the dining room, and the back wall of the kitchen was the back wall of the apartment.

  “I hope you like Chinese,” I told her as I opened the bag and started pulling food out to set on her table. “I didn’t know what to get, so I figured I’d just order a little of everything.”

  “Everything’s fine,” she said, wrapping her arms around my waist from behind.

  She seemed even smaller and more delicate in her nightgown than normal. It made me want her even more. I was beginning to think that she had been working me for her brother instead of the other way around.

  “You haven’t already eaten, have you?” I asked her, realizing that she was already getting ready for bed.

  “No, I was just going to go to bed tonight and eat in the morning,” she said.

  “That doesn’t even make any sense,” I told her. “I’m glad I came over, then. You shouldn’t deprive yourself of dinner just because it’s late,” I added, turning around and taking her in my arms. She fit so perfectly. I didn’t want to let go. I wanted to take her to the bedroom and take my time with her. I wanted to be gentle before letting her have it all.

  “So, let’s see what you brought,” she said, pulling away from me to look at what all we had on the table.

  “Honestly, I don’t know what I ordered. I don’t eat a whole lot of Chinese, so I really don’t know what’s what. You’ll have to help me out,” I told her with a nervous chuckle. I was starting to get overcome by my apprehensions.

  Mason had been right. I was going soft. Five years ago, I wouldn’t have thought twice about building something up the way I had with Violet and then bringing it all crashing down in one glorious night of sex. I needed to tap into that again and just take her right there on the table while she looked at the food.

  Violet had made it clear to me that she wanted it. She wouldn’t have said no if I pushed her over the side of the table and lifted that nightgown up to expose her tight little ass. She wouldn’t have fought back if I pulled it out right here and shoved it deep inside her. And it would have been perfect, taking her at the table and humiliating her as part of her first time.

  I shook my head and realized she was trying to explain some of the food to me. I had to get those images out of my head. I couldn’t do Violet like that. It was going to happen, but I was going to do it right. I wasn’t going to force it. I wasn’t going to humiliate her with it, and I honestly wasn’t even sure anymore if I was going to run off afterwards. I felt like I was in too deep for all of that now.

  “Did I get any beef?” I asked her. “I literally just rattled off the things I recognized on the menu so I would hopefully get something you liked.”

  “That’s sweet and really adorable,” she said to me with a laugh. “Yes, you got some beef. Let me get us some plates and I’ll serve it up. Have a seat.”

  I sat down at the table and watched as she went into the kitchen and reached for the plates in the cabinet above the counter next to her sink. I really didn’t know how much longer I could hold back from just attacking her. I wanted to push that nightgown up and see the sweet little prize waiting under the fabric. I sighed. Dinner was first.

  We sat down and ate together at her table.

  “I’m really glad you came by tonight,” she said. “I’ve been wanting to call you, but I didn’t know if you’d be alright with that.”

  “I’ve been waiting for you to call, actually,” I admitted to her. “I was hoping you would call any time and just tell me to come on over, so since you didn’t, I decided to surprise you.” Okay, so it wasn’t completely the truth. I stretched it a little.

  “Well, it was definitely a surprise,” she said with a pleasant smile on her face.

  I knew I had done the right thing by bringing food with me and making it more of a date than just a booty call. That didn’t change the fact that I was really only there for one thing, and I was determined to get it tonight.

  “I just hope I’m not keeping you up,” I told her.

  “Oh, no, but I hope you weren’t planning on going home tonight,” she said with a gleam in her eyes.

  “Oh?”

  “Don’t think you can show up unannounced when I’m in my nightgown already and bring some Chinese over, then just decide you’re going to leave me at the end of the night. No, you’re staying tonight.”

  “Yes, ma’am,” I said, offering a mock salute.

  “Oh, buddy, I’ve got your ma’am. You’re going to pay for that tonight,” she teased.

  “You know that’s not how I meant it,” I assured her with a wink. This was the real reason I came over. This was why I wanted to get something to eat. She was so much fun. Spending time with her like this was much better than just sex.

  “Sure, say that now,” she continued.

  We laughed and finished the food she’d served up on our plates. I helped her wash the dishes and put away the leftovers. When everything was clean and put away, I turned around and took her in my arms.

  “What now?” I asked her. It felt like we had hit a brick wall. We had built up this moment the entire time we had been seeing each other, and it was suddenly looming over us. We didn’t seem to know how to get to it, though. We didn’t know what the next step was.

  “I don’t know. We’re entering your realm of expertise, aren’t we?” she taunted me. “Isn’t this where you take over and teach me what I need to do?”

  “I thought so, but I don’t want it to feel forced. I want it to feel mutual,” I admitted.

  “Oh, it’s definitely mutual,” she assured me.

  She reached down and ran a hand over the front of my jeans, pressing firmly against my erection.

  “Kiss me,” she whispered up to me, so I did. I leaned down and touched my lips to hers. Both of her hands climbed up to my head and held me to her.

  I grabbed her thin waist and pulled her to me, pressing my cock against her through my jeans. I couldn’t wait for it any longer. I was about to explode.

  I reached around and grabbed her tight little ass. She rolled her hips forward against me and started rubbing herself against the front of my jeans. I ached to be inside her.

  “Please, Rogue,” she said, breaking away from our kiss. “Please fuck me.”

  That was my cue. She was finally asking me for it. The time for subtle hints was over. It was time for her to demand what she wanted from me.

  “Take my pants off,” I told her.

  She looked up at me with a mischievous smile on her face as she undid my belt and opened the front of my jeans.

  While her hands worked busily, I kicked off my boots so she could push my jeans down to the floor. She wrapped her fingers around the waistband of my pants and my boxers and pulled them down together, revealing me to her as she knelt down in front of me. She grabbed me in her hand and stroked me.

  “I want to suck it,” she told me. “I want to do whatever it takes to please you, Rogue. Tell me what to do.”

  I put my hands on the back of her head and started instructing her in how I liked it.

  “Kiss the tip of it,” I told her. “Lightly.”

  She kissed the tip of my head, taking me just slightly between her lips.

  “Now press your mouth down on it but open your lips and let it sink in,” I told her. “I’ll guide you with my hands.”

  She opened her lips around my head and
slowly slid down my shaft with lips and tongue pressing hard against me.

  “Pull back and suck it,” I told her.

  She did, drawing hard on me. I could feel my climax already churning deep inside.

  “Wrap your delicate little fingers around my base so you can guide your mouth yourself. Only take me as deep as you can, baby,” I told her. “I’m letting go of your head.”

  I pulled my shirt off while she started sucking me on her own. I arched my back and closed my eyes as she pulled back, sucking me the whole way.

  “Oh God, Violet,” I called out. “That’s so fucking good. Are you sure you haven’t done this before?”

  She pulled me out of her mouth and kept stroking me in her hand.

  “I never have,” she said.

  “Well, you are very talented,” I told her, pulling her back up to her feet. “Let’s go to your bedroom and get down to business,” I told her.

  Chapter 11

  Violet

  He was so big, I could barely fit him in my hand or my mouth. I didn’t know how I was supposed to fit him inside me, but I knew I was going to figure it out. I wanted to do whatever it took to make him happy. I was ready to try anything he wanted to do to me.

  I led him to the bedroom, where I turned around and let him pull my nightgown off over my head. I wanted to see his face when he found me already naked underneath it. I was able to gauge his reaction from his hands almost immediately.

  He gripped my breasts in his smooth, firm hands. He squeezed me as his thick shaft pressed against the wet slit between my legs.

  “Be gentle with me,” I whispered to him as I lay down on the bed.

  He followed, climbing over me and spreading my legs with his hand. He ran his fingers along the space between my lips and pressed them into me, sliding them inside my tight entrance. He slid them out and rubbed my lips, getting them wetter, readying them for his engorged shaft.

  I looked down to see him grip himself with one hand to guide himself into me. I leaned my head back as I felt his head press between my lips and start pushing into me. I had heard so many stories about how much it would hurt the first time, but I tried to relax and keep an open mind.

  As each inch of his thick, hard shaft passed through my opening and deep into my wet center, I cried out from the pleasure and pain blending between my legs. I tilted my head back and dug my fingers into Rogue’s back.

  “Oh yeah, baby, do that,” he growled above me as he started thrusting himself back and forth, in and out of my core.

  “You like that?” I asked, surprised that he would enjoy it when it felt like it should have hurt. I gripped him and pulled him down to me. I held his hard chest and abs against my soft body. The contours of his muscles brushed against my hardening nipples, sending little miniature jolts of pleasure through my body.

  He thrust himself into me with even, measured strokes, pumping himself deeper into me with each thrust. His shaft stabbed me again and again, driving pleasure throughout my entire body. My pleasure grew into a ball of ecstasy deep in my gut that threatened to erupt from the moment it appeared.

  I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him into me. I wasn’t sure of what I was doing, but it felt good, and I figured as long as it brought me closer to climax and closer to Rogue, it was definitely a good thing.

  I held him in place while I rocked my hips against his thick cock. I could feel my juices building up around him, just as the ball of ecstasy grew in my gut. I slid my hips down, and his shaft ran along a spot on the front wall of inside me. White hot pleasure shot up through my body and threatened to let go of the growing ecstasy.

  I did it again. This time, I slid the front of my slit against the bare skin above his shaft and pressed my thin ridge of pleasure against him. Another bolt of pleasure tore through me. And this time, I felt a crack in the ball of ecstasy deep in my gut. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and clung to him as I rocked my hips against him again and again, forcing him to brush against my g-spot over and over, driving me closer and closer to orgasm.

  It was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. Passion and pleasure were taking control of my body and dictating my movements. I was no longer in control of what was I doing. I could feel him driving deep inside of me as I rocked my hips against him.

  He groaned and panted above me with each thrust, so I knew that what I was doing felt good to him, too.

  “You like that?” I asked him, panting as I continued to work my hips.

  “Yes, Violet. You’re so tight, baby,” he panted. “I don’t know how much longer I can hold out.”

  “Come for me whenever you’re ready,” I encouraged him, grabbing his sides and pulling him up, driving him deeper into me. I wanted to feel his entire shaft pass through my entrance.

  I rocked my hips furiously against him, frantically tearing at whatever it was that was holding my pleasure together in a dense ball deep inside me. I wanted to unleash my ecstasy and come for him. I wanted to be his, all his.

  Who was I kidding? I was his. I had been his all along.

  “Take me, Rogue,” I begged him. “Make me yours.”

  “Oh, you are mine, baby,” he said above me as he started thrusting his hips against me again. “Give yourself to me.”

  My insides began to quiver and shake. My legs quivered underneath his weight as a wave of pleasure built up inside of me and started to rush through my body. Soon, my whole body was shaking beneath him.

  “I’m coming, Rogue. I’m coming,” I told him. I closed my eyes and buried my face in his massive shoulder as my climax rocked my body. But it didn’t stop.

  Every time he thrust into me after that, my body quaked in ecstasy as another wave of pleasure rolled through me. My legs grabbed his waist as my muscles clenched around his shaft, trying to hold him inside of me and force him to come for me.

  “Please,” I begged him. “Please come for me, Rogue. I want to make you come.”

  I could feel him straining inside of me, growing harder and harder as his climax built up inside his long shaft.

  He slid out of me, and I immediately wrapped my hand around him. I sat up and took him deep into my mouth, sucking hard on him as I pulled my head back. I worked his shaft with my hand until he erupted in my mouth.

  His warm, salty flavor filled my mouth, and I could feel my gag reflex trying to catch before I could swallow, but I forced myself to get him down my throat. It was so delicious. I worked his shaft in my mouth until there was nothing left to drink from him.

  I pulled back and let him slide out of my mouth.

  “Holy shit, Rogue,” I panted, collapsing back on the bed. I reached up for him, to pull him down next to me.

  “Worth the wait?” he asked, teasing me.

  “Definitely worth the wait,” I told him, turning to press my back up against him. Yes, it was definitely worth the wait. I had found the right man to give myself to. His body fit mine so perfectly, it was like we had been fashioned for each other.

  He kissed my shoulders gently and wrapped an arm around my waist. I could feel him coming down behind me, pressed between my legs still. I rocked my hips, rubbing his shaft along my lips. It sent spasms of pleasure through my body again.

  “Take it easy,” he said behind me. “We both need a little time to recover before we try to do that again.”

  “Yeah, I guess you’re right,” I told him, smiling.

  I closed my eyes and listened to his breathing. There was no more denying it. I was falling for Rogue. I didn’t want him to ever leave my side again. I grabbed his hand over my stomach and interlaced our fingers. His hand was so much bigger than mine. It completely dwarfed my thin little fingers.

  He was mine now. He wasn’t going anywhere. I wanted to tell him that I loved him, but I was afraid to say anything because I didn’t know if he would say it back or not. I also didn’t want to scare him off by saying it too soon after having sex with him.

  “I’ve been waiting for that for a long
time,” I told him. “And I don’t mean just the sex. I mean you. I’ve been waiting on us to get to this point since our first date.”

  “Me, too, Violet. You have no idea,” he said with a smile I could hear in his voice.

  “I think I do,” I teased him.

  “If you say you thought that was all I was after, you’re crazy.” He squeezed me against him.

  “No, I never thought that, but I was beginning to wonder what was taking so long,” I admitted to him, unable to resist the opportunity to take a little jab at him at the same time.

  “I wanted to make sure you were ready and that the time was right, Violet. You can’t just jump into something like this, not for your first time,” Rogue explained.