Page 29 of Flash (Iron Thunder MC 2)
I stared at him while he ran his forefinger up my bare leg. He tickled me but I bit down on my lip instead of laughing. I hoped he wouldn’t ask me about Billy. I hoped he wouldn’t ask me about my past. I wished I could discuss it with him, but didn’t have the courage, convinced he wouldn’t want anything to do with me after that.
“Am I allowed to ask about your family?” he said.
I felt myself retreat. I looked up and saw him staring at me. Studying me. Trying to read my body language. Was it really fair that I’d told him nothing about myself or my family to him while he told me everything?
We’d just spent the past forty-five minutes discussing the minute workings of a motorcycle Club and Iron Thunder’s hierarchy.
I cleared my throat and swung my legs away from him.
“Of course you’re allowed to ask me anything. Doesn’t mean I have to answer them,” I said.
I got up from the couch and walked over to the big window by the fireplace. It looked out onto the driveway where the lamps were still lit. There was a full moon in the sky tonight and I stared up at it.
I could sense him coming toward me. When he gently touched my shoulders, I felt the warmth of him flood my body, saw our reflection in the glass pane. He was immensely tall, towering over me, crouching a little so he could kiss my bare shoulders now. I wasn’t self-conscious of my nakedness anymore; he was the one who had given me the confidence about my body. Just from the way he looked at me.
I closed my eyes as his mouth traveled down my shoulders, down my arms. I folded my arm around his head, resting my head on his shoulder while he kissed the top of my head. My cheek, my nose. I turned toward him and brought my face close to his.
Flash looked into my eyes and I could see he had questions. There were things he wanted to ask me. I didn’t know if I could give him the answers.
My hand traveled down his chest, down his chiseled abdomen.
I took his cock in my hand and started stroking him. I saw the way his eyes hardened. His face went stony and focused. He was still searching my eyes but with a wildness.
I stroked him harder, could feel the moistness at the tip of his cock. It throbbed and grew stronger, hungry for my pussy. I looked back into his eyes, more confident now than I was the first time he took me.
I touched the tip of my tongue to the top of my lip as I stroked his balls then caught his cock again, sliding my hand up and down till I was sure he would come in my palm.
Flash grabbed me by my thighs and lifted me up. I yelped with surprise and then with joy. Clutching me by my seat, he pushed me backwards till I was pinned to the wall. I was halfway up the wall, pushed up against his body.
My legs were spread apart and he was between them. I could feel his cock sliding and thrusting against the inside of my thighs while he licked my neck and nibbled on the soft skin of my breasts.
“I just want to fuck you all the time,” he grunted as he pushed his cock into me. We both moaned together when he entered me. I could feel him filling me up. So big. Stroking that sensitive spot. I leaned back and the back of my head thudded against the wall.
He slowed down for a moment but I shook my head, urging him to continue. He started plowing harder. In and out. In and in and in and oh…it was the most satisfying feeling. To have him that deep inside me. It was toe-curlingly sexy, knowing he could keep me suspended in air like that. He was in total control of me and my pleasure and I just wanted more and more.
My breasts bounced to the rhythm of us moving. I stared at his chiseled handsome face, still in disbelief that a man like him could want me.
A man like him could look after me.
I was about to come.
I dug my nails into his arm and I screamed with pleasure. A smile erupted on Flash’s face when he realized what was going to happen.
“Don’t stop!” I cried as my body shuddered to the explosion of my orgasm. It felt like nothing would ever feel this good again. He had spoiled me.11FlashWhen I woke up the next morning, I was in my own bed. My first thought was of Allegra and I looked over to find her there, snuggled up beside me, sleeping peacefully.
I should have jumped out of bed. I should have woken her up and tried to get her out of my house—this place was out of bounds to every other chick. I never brought them back here. Never fucked them in this house.
