Page 74 of Snake (Road Rebels MC 3)
I propped her legs up so that they were up on my chest, over my shoulders and she reached out to place her hands on my chest.
“Tank…” she breathed my name as I stroked my cock. Just inches away from her throbbing engorged pussy. She wriggled, and I saw the way her torso moved. Her breasts shook, and I focused on her perfect pink nipples. Yes, I wanted to make love to her too…whatever that meant, I wanted it too.
My cock was rock-hard and pulsating, angry that it wasn’t getting what it wanted right away. I placed my hands on Noelle's hips and yanked her down the length of the bed, closer to me and my cock grazed against her pussy. Noelle moaned, but her eyes remained open. She wanted to watch, she wanted to see me sliding my cock inside her.
Clenching my jaw, I slowly drew myself closer to her. I looked down between her legs as my cock parted her folds. Noelle moaned loudly as I slid in, just an inch at first and then deeper and deeper.
“Yes!” she moaned loudly. I was giving her exactly what she wanted, and nothing made me feel higher on life. I thrust in roughly, and her body jerked up the bed, and she moaned again.
“Is this what you wanted?” I asked her hoarsely, and she nodded in response. She kept looking at me, with her lips parted slightly and her eyes wide. She watched as I started plowing into her. This time, my rhythm was slow, sliding in inch by inch and pulling out in the same motion.
My cock throbbed inside her, pushing me to push harder and faster, but I wanted to take my time because I could see how much she was enjoying it. Slowly, I built her up, sliding in deeper with every push, till I knew that the tip of my cock was stroking that spot inside her. That sensitive golden spot that would make her come instantly.
Her pussy was hot and small, stretching with the width of my cock inside her and with every thrust, her body jerked. My hands gripped her fleshy waist, pulling and pushing her, pinning her down to the bed as I built up speed.
“Yes, oh my God!” she screamed, and her legs up my chest quaked. I could see her toes curling, and she flailed her arms, grabbing fistfuls of the covers. Noelle stretched herself, arching her back and her neck as she thrust herself upwards towards me. My cock sank in deeper, and I moved my hips while inside her.
She moaned loudly and opened her mouth wide. She liked that. I did it again. My cock was buried deep inside her, and my balls crashed against her ass as I pushed in.
“I want us to come together, Tank,” she said, in a low guttural voice and I clenched my jaw. I was going to come any moment now, so I slowed my pace. Softer and slower, my cock kept sliding in and out of her.
When I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold myself back for long, I found her clit and started rubbing. She moaned and arched her back again, matching the movement of her hips with the rubbing of her clit.
“Tank! Come inside me!” she screamed, and I felt her body jerk with the onslaught of her orgasm. I released too, grunting and growling as I spilled myself inside her. Our bodies shook and moved. She sprang up, wrapping her arms around my neck as I swayed and thrust inside her. We were joined at the hips, my cock inside her pussy as we both came.
I grabbed her by her waist, holding her close to me as she bounced on my lap. Up and down as my cock thrust into her. My orgasm was hard, it made me growl, and the veins on my neck pop up. Noelle was like a soft feather in my arms, and she came vigorously too.
It was only when I had drained all my seed inside her that she finally stopped moving. We were both out of breath, and she was on my lap, her legs spread out around me.
I wanted to kiss her, so I did. Clasping her lips with mine and pushing my tongue into her mouth. I wanted to taste her after she had just come. She was hot and sweet, and her mouth was sticky, just like her tight pussy was. Was I ever going to get enough of this woman? It didn’t seem like I could. Even though I had just come inside her, I was already thinking about how I was going to take her next. In the shower, on the carpet of the living room, perched on the kitchen island…
I smacked my lips away from her, and Noelle’s blue eyes were shining bright, but then she shied away from me, dropping her gaze to where my cock was still inside her.
“I don’t think I’ve said those things to anyone before…about what I wanted you to do to me,” she said, in an embarrassed soft voice and I pushed the hair away from her face. I kissed the tops of her eyelids and rocked her on my lap.
I was going to tell her how much I liked it when she said what she wanted… when we both heard the crash. It sounded like glass shattering, and it had come from outside the bedroom. Someone had broken something in the living room.
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Noelle gasped, and I moved quickly, jumping off the bed.
“What was that? Did something fall?” she asked, reaching for the covers as she pulled it up to her naked breasts. I fumbled in the sheets for my boxers, and I pulled them on. When I looked at Noelle again, I saw that she looked mildly panicked. Of course, she had no reason to feel more than that, she had no idea what was really going on.
“Stay in here,” I commanded her, as I strode out of the bedroom and went straight into the living room. I had my fists clenched, ready for a punch…aware that my gun was on the kitchen counter where I had left it so that Noelle didn’t see it during the night.
In the living room, I saw that nobody was in the apartment. Instead, the window was smashed, and there was glass everywhere, shards twinkling on the carpet catching the spilling sunlight.
With my brows crossed, I ran to the window and looked out to see the trailing smoke of a motorcycle. I didn’t have to actually see the bike to know that it belonged to the Dragon Knights. I cursed under my breath and looked at the carpet, till my eyes fell on the red brick near the legs of the coffee table.
“Mother fuckers,” I cursed again under my breath and bent down to pick up the brick.
When I turned it around, I found a note stuck to it with tape.
We see you
That’s all the note said, but I knew what it meant. The Dragon Knights were sending me a message to let me know that I was always being watched. I clenched my jaw and dropped the brick to the floor and ran a hand through my hair.
I went over to the window to check again, but I couldn’t see anybody anymore.
Just shooting me wasn’t enough. The Dragon Knights wanted me dead.
I went over to the kitchen and picked up my gun, making sure that it was loaded.
I wasn’t surprised that the DKs had picked me to threaten. I was the guy who had taken shots at their men. I was there during the prostitution raid, and I was the one they had come very close to killing that night in the docks. They wanted me to be frightened, they wanted to scare me into thinking that they could kill me whenever they wanted. And now, they had seen Noelle and me together.
I brought a broom and dustpan into the living room and stuffed my gun into my jacket on the couch. I tried to get all the glass shards out of the carpet, trying to spend as much time out of the bedroom as possible. I needed some time to myself, I needed to think.
I should have predicted something like this happening. From the moment I realized that I was being watched by the Dragon Knights when they had seen Noelle with me, I should have known that they would try and use her as leverage. She was bound to make me seem weak.
I brushed the glass shards into the dust pan and took it to the garbage can in the kitchen and emptied it. Back in the bedroom, Noelle was still waiting for me. I had been content in the morning when I woke up with her in my arms. I wanted her body, I wanted to get to know her better…I wanted to give her more opportunities to make me laugh.
But this was too dangerous. For Noelle. By being with her, I was going to put her life in danger. If the Dragon Knights were going to keep spying on me, I needed to prove to them that Noelle Peters meant nothing to me. That was the only way I could get them off her back.
“Tank?” I heard Noelle’s voice, and I whipped around to find her at the door of the kitchen. She had wrapped herse
lf in bed sheets, her hair was ruffled, and she looked bright and beautiful and curious.
“What happened?” she asked, and I clenched my jaws.
“A glass broke,” I said, and she arched her eyebrows.
“Oh, did I place mine too close to the edge last night?” she asked, referring to the glass of water she had poured herself.
“I don’t know,” I snapped and pushed past her out of the kitchen.
Noelle followed me back out in the living room, still clutching the sheets to herself, they were trailing after her now.
“What’s going on? Did I do something?” she asked, in a soft voice and while I had my face turned away from her, I tried to normalize my breathing. How was I supposed to explain to her that I was afraid that her life was in danger? That I could be responsible for causing her harm.
I turned to her again, meeting her gaze firmly.
“Get ready. I’m taking you back to your apartment,” I said, and Noelle parted her lips in surprise. I could see it in her eyes, she wasn’t expecting this sudden change in mood. Not after the way we had woken up and made love, only a few minutes ago.
