Page 156 of Girth (Marked Skulls MC 1)
One of those lucky ladies would be my conquest for the evening, and I couldn’t wait to pick one.
I loved being with different women. The female form was beautiful and never the same twice. Each woman had a different taste and a different set of wants. A different plethora of sounds for me to enjoy as I took her in all the ways I wanted. I prided myself in the way I treated women, though I never stayed with one for more than a night. I’ve never laid my hands on a woman to hurt her unless she begged for the pain and I’d never taken advantage of a woman who didn’t already want me.
But when I knew she wanted me, she needed to watch out. Because I was coming for her, mind body and soul.
As I continued casing the club, my eyes fell on a woman at the bar. She was talking with this guy who was trying to chat her up, but she didn’t seem to be interested. Her body was turned away from him and she wouldn’t make eye contact. The words she spoke were truncated at best, but the man didn’t seem to be getting the picture. He was putting his hand on her knee before she moved it away and trying to wrap his arm around her chair and turn her towards him. He was attempting to force something that wasn’t there, and that didn’t sit well with me.
So, I went to go intervene.
“Hello there, beautiful. I was wondering when you were finally going to show up.”
The woman looked up at me with a beautiful set of hazel eyes. Bright and big but guarded to her core. Her dark brown hair tumbled down her back, thick and luscious and ready for my hand to tangle up in it. Her skin was dark. A luscious tan that wrapped around curves that would kill in a bikini.
Her skin tone would look amazing against mine.
“You know this guy?” the man asked.
“Told you I had a boyfriend,” the woman said as she eyed the guy beside her.
“Enzo. Nice to meet you,” I said.
I eyed the guy closely and he cleared his throat. He nodded his head as if to concede defeat, then slid from his chair and walked off. I eyed him all the way to the corner as he took a seat in the chair I had once inhabited.
Which was fine.
I wasn’t planning on taking up residence in it again anyway.
“Thank you,” the woman said.
“Some men don’t understand the idea of the word ‘no’,” I said.
“I’m Serena. You know, in case your girlfriend needs a name,” she said.
“Nice to meet you, Serena. Would you like a refresher on that drink of yours?”
I sat down beside her, my hand lingering around her back. She nodded and smiled at me as she turned her body towards mine. She was opening up to me and I had to bury my smirk.
Women couldn’t ever resist someone that saved them.
“So, Serena. What brings a beautiful woman like yourself to a place like this tonight?” I asked.
“Just looking for a night of fun. My friends were supposed to meet me here, but they haven’t showed up yet.”
“Well, they would be the ones missing out.”
“It was a last-minute decision, so they probably already had plans,” she said.
“I’d cancel any plans I had for a woman like yourself,” I said.
Her eyes locked with mine as the two of us sipped on our drinks. Her body was completely engaged with mine as her eyes raked up and down my form. My body was pulsing with need as her hazel eyes devoured me. But I kept up my gentlemanly tactics and kept my eyes to myself.
“Question,” I said.
“Go right ahead.”
“Are you still in need of a boyfriend tonight?” I asked.
“Do you have context for that question?” Serena asked.
“There are some interesting rooms sitting above this club that couples usually inhabit. And if you’re in need of a boyfriend, I’m certainly in need of a partner.”
I watched her eyes darken with lust as she sipped back the rest of her drink.
“I thought those rooms were only reserved for the wealthy,” Serena said.
“I know the owner,” I said with a wink. “A friend of the family.”
“Then lead the way, boyfriend.”
I took her hand and led her to the back before we ascended the steps. I could feel her fingers clinging to my hand as the darkened staircase coated our bodies. We got to the top and I opened the door, introducing another hallway into the mix.
Then I walked us into the first room on the left and shut the door behind us.
I pulled her into me and our lips collided. She tasted of the appletini she had been drinking as her hands ran up my chest. She gripped at my coat, pulling me closer to her as my hands dropped to her waist.
But I wasn’t in the mood for foreplay.
I wanted her now.
I ran my hands up her bare legs before I hoisted her against my body. Her tongues tangled up in pleasure as I backed her into the locked door. The darkness of the room slid over our bodies as I pinned her to the surface, my hands running quickly along her curves. I could feel her wetness growing as I unbuckled my pants. I shoved them down, allowing my cock to spring free for her. My fingertips pulled her panties off to the side as she gasped.
I slicked my cock up in her juices before I pressed quickly into her.
She groaned with fire in her voice. Her head pressed into the crook of my neck as I sank into her wet warmth. Her curves called to me. The way her thighs wrapped around my waist and squeezed me made my legs shake. She was fire and I was cold as ice, my soul dripping for her as she burned me with her heat.
I grasped her hands with mine, pinning them over her head. I slid my lips down her cheek, nipping and suckling at her neck. She moaned and panted, her body splitting open for me as her fluids dripped down my cock.
I wanted her one last time. I didn’t want this quick session to be the last I had of her body.
My pace quickened as her heels dug into my back. Her scent filled my nostrils and tugged at the animal inside of me. I pounded into her body, forcing her up the door as I rendered her motionless. She was moaning and grunting. Her pussy was throbbing around my cock. I could feel her catching me in its grasp as I rolled my hips up, battling between pouring myself into her and waiting until she was done.
“So close. So close. Yes. Like that. Don’t stop.”
Her whispered pleas sounded like a prayer upon my ears. I released her hands, allowing her to tumble into my body as I slammed into her one last time. I felt my legs contract as I sprayed her throbbing walls, her body shaking in my arms as she kissed the side of my neck. Her pussy milked my cock for all it had as I painted her walls with my mark. I could smell our mingled scent wafting around our bodies.
Our lips connected heavily as I held her against the door, her legs shaking around me as our juices dripped to the floor.
“Care to take this back to my place, girlfriend?”
I felt her smile against my lips as her hands ran along my shoulders.
“I wouldn’t be a very good girlfriend if I denied you that now, would I?”
Chapter 4
Serena
I couldn’t believe I was doing this. I never went back to a man’s place for a second round. I had three rules I always abided by: never see a guy for more than a weekend, never go back to his place, and never take him back to yours. If we wanted to spend more time together, then the only requirement was for us to make a place in our budgets for a hotel room. It kept me from getting attached since I knew my future. I knew my parents would pick my future husband, and the last thing I needed was to get attached to some man.
But there I was, riding to this guy’s place in his very expensive car.
The car ride was silent as his hand laced with mine. Every once in a while I caught him staring at me. Taking a peek at my legs as his air conditioning system fluttered the fabric of my dress. His thumb traced circles on top of my skin as his arousal continued to seep out of my body. It was soaking my panties and wetting the back of my dress, and the worse it got the more I flushed.
We p
ulled up to his home and I gawked at the apartment complex. He didn’t live in a regular apartment. This man lived in a luxury condominium. He helped me out of the car and I blushed furiously at the wet spot I’d left behind.
But all he did was grin at me as he shut his car door.
He led me up to his place and the view was breathtaking. The furniture was genuine leather and the gas fireplace was roaring with life. There were full-length windows that looked out over the expanse of Chicago, and I couldn’t take my eyes off the beauty of it.
“You like it?” Enzo asked.
I felt his hands slowly unzipping my dress.
“This is a beautiful view,” I said.
“It’s my second favorite part of the entire place,” he said.
