Stone Cold: A Bad Boy Romance (36 page)

Suddenly the conversation between Sawyer and I was turning into something else. The burning desire in his eyes was hard to miss as he stared at me. I couldn't do it again. That time in my office was just a momentary weakness. I couldn't succumb to his handsome ways again.

But there he was, crawling across the floor of my apartment—hunting me like prey. Ariel ran away like she knew what was about to happen. I wanted to call her back, make her protect me from this monster. I was frozen in place, stuck in this loop of mistakes that I could never take back.

I needed him to stay away. I needed him to stop. “No...Sawyer...we can't do this again.”

But there was no stopping this outlaw. Sawyer's lips reached mine and all my problems and worries were washed away. His hot breath entered my mouth as well as his tongue. He tapped against my teeth and sucked on my tongue. I reveled in the pleasure, my hands feeling Sawyer's rock-hard abs under his wife-beater.

Sawyer pulled my baggy shirt down until my bare shoulder was exposed. He kissed up along it, tiny pecks, working his way to my neck. He blew into my ear, sending shivers down my spine. “I couldn't stop thinking about this morning in your office,” he whispered.

My cheeks flushed. The desire in the pit of my stomach was calling. “I kept thinking it was all a dream. But now I know it was real.”

Sawyer clawed at my shirt, pulling it up and over my head. His rough hands were all over my tits, mashing them together. He tasted my erect nipples, gnawing on them until I screamed out. Would he bend me over and fuck me like he did earlier this morning? Pull my hair and ride me until I come.

Sawyer stood up and pulled off his leather cut, placing it neatly in a corner.

“What is with bikers and their leather cuts?” I asked out of curiosity.

Sawyer laughed while he took off his wife-beater. The Rabid Dog tattoo across his chest was a little terrifying. “It's kind of like a letterman's jacket.”

I giggled a little. “Sounds a little silly to me. We're not in high school anymore.”

“It's hard to explain. This leather represents who we are. What we've accomplished.”

I had stopped listening as he pulled down his pants. His raging boner was perfectly contained in his boxer briefs. I didn't get a good look at him this morning and this time was going to be different. I scrambled over to him and pushed him against the wall while pulling his briefs down around his ankles. Sawyer gasped as I gripped his throbbing cock. He was completely perfect—thick and so very long. No wonder he went so deep last time.

I stroked his shaft and watched Sawyer's reaction as he closed his eyes and bit down on his bottom lip. I opened wide and slipped his meat past my lips. Sawyer gripped the sides of my head, his fingers entangling with my hair. I crammed his cock as far down my throat as possible, sucking on him hard. It took both hands to polish his long pole. My head bobbed up and down as I took him in my mouth. I imagined an explosion on my tongue of hot warm cum. His seed dribbling out of the corner of my mouth and onto my tits.

Sawyer moaned as he pulled out of my mouth. “Not yet, baby. I'm not ready to come yet.”

He pushed me backwards until I was flat against the carpet. He tugged at my sweatpants, prying them off my legs. His fingers ran up my ankles and inner thighs, tickling me just a little. He spread my legs as wide as they could go, my dripping wet pussy out in the open.

Sawyer pressed the head of his penis against my clit and my legs wrapped around his body. He rubbed my clit with his cock. Sudden injections of adrenaline were sending my heart racing. “Do you like this?” he asked, pressing his cock harder against me.

I bit my bottom lip and nodded. It was all I could manage. He dick was wet with pre-cum as he swirled my clit around. I was so close. I squeezed my breasts and moaned as I imploded. Sawyer continued to massage my clit with his cock as my body pulsed with ecstasy.

“I could watch you come all day,” Sawyer murmured, giving me just a moment's respite.

My breathing was ragged and the intense need for Sawyer inside me was overriding every other function. “Make me come again,” I demanded.

Sawyer grinned and took that as a challenge. How did something that enormous fit inside me before? I couldn't give it a second thought as he moved his cock lower and forced himself inside my wet and warm hole.

My eyes rolled into the back of my head as he drilled deeper and deeper. The pleasure was overpowering. Sawyer pushed all the way in until his hips met mine. He held onto my thighs and used them as leverage as he fucked me harder and harder. My breasts bounced back and forth and my cries of pain only excited Sawyer more. His dark eyes glared into mine, piercing my soul. Every thrust caused a mini-orgasm. My mind was lost in a sea of ecstasy. Sawyer and I were the only ones swimming.

“Don't come yet, baby, I'm so close.”

How could I stop myself!
I tried to think of anything else to keep my orgasm at bay. Nothing would work. Sawyer's sweaty body on top of me was too much to handle.

Sawyer's breathing quickened. “Are you ready?” he asked.

I bit my bottom lip and let go. Sawyer unloaded inside me, moaning and calling out my name. My legs quaked around his body, my orgasm tearing me apart. Sawyer pumped one last time and pulled out while my body experienced unbelievable aftershocks.

Sawyer fell next to me, breathing rapidly. I lifted his heavy arm and rested my head on his chest. His heart was pounding against my ear, his warm seed dripping out of me, drying on my inner thighs. “What the fuck. How could it be so good?” I said between breaths.

Sawyer ran his fingers through my hair. “How could your pussy be so tight? It's like fucking a virgin every time.”

I turned my head to look up at him. “I'll help your MC, Sawyer.”

Sawyer cocked his head in confusion.

I continued, “Give me a list of locations and I'll have my men do the raids. Put some heat on The Death Merchants and hopefully stall them from all-out-war.”

Sawyer held me in his arms and kissed my plump lips. I reached down and felt his flaccid penis come back to life in my hand. I swung my leg over Sawyer and straddled him, mounting his hard cock. The fun wasn't over yet.

A kiss against my cheek woke me from restful sleep. My eyes fluttered open to see a ball of fur licking my face. I brushed Ariel away and wiped away the drool. A sleeping bag was draped over me which Charlotte must have done in the middle of the night. I sat up and rubbed my eyes—Charlotte was nowhere to be found. Sounds of water was coming from the bedroom.

I got up to investigate, wandering into her bedroom. The bathroom door was closed and the shower was running. I opened the door quietly and sneaked through the fog of steam clouding the bathroom. Charlotte was in the shower, washing her long brown hair. I watched through the hazy glass as the water cascaded off her body. My cock rose to attention and greeted me with a throbbing desire. I came so much last night that I was surprised I still had anything left.

I stealthily entered the shower without Charlotte noticing. Soap suds covered her eyes as she lathered her hair. Her perfectly shaped breasts rocked back and forth as her arms worked above her head. My hands hesitated in front of her, not wanting to disturb her. I grabbed onto her and flipped her around until she faced away from me. My hand went over her mouth to keep her from screaming. My other hand moved around her waist and over her public mound. I gently lifted my hand off her mouth as she moaned.

Charlotte was dripping wet as I slammed two fingers inside her. My engorged cock was pressed in between her ass cheeks. I vibrated my fingers inside her, forcing them in and out. Charlotte reacted with whimpering cries. My free hand massaged her tits, kneading them and elongating her nipples. I couldn't wait much longer.

“Come for me, Charlotte,” I yelled over the roar of the shower.

She rumbled around my fingers, squeezing tight and coming hard. I pulled my fingers out and tasted her salty goodness. Charlotte whipped around to kiss me but I stopped her and turned her back away. I pushed her naked body against the shower wall and bent her slightly over. Her tits were smashed against the glass and her ass was begging to be spanked.

I slapped each cheek as hard as I could, causing Charlotte to cry out and struggle against me. I held onto her shoulder with one hand as I guided my cock inside her. Nothing could stop me from having her over and over again. My cock would never get tired of this pussy. I pushed in and out, Charlotte's flushed ass jutting out to meet me. We collided, crashing into each other in a mess of pleasure and sex. Charlotte yelled out but the shower muffled her moans. My hips bounced off her juicy ass with every thrust.

“Oh my god...Sawyer, I'm going to come.”

I focused all my energy on bringing her to climax. I was so close but I wanted more—needed more. Charlotte whimpered as she came all around me. Her body spasmed, quivering from the intense orgasm. She calmed down as I pumped one more time. Now it was my turn.

“Face me,” I ordered her. Charlotte complied and turned around. She was breathing heavily, her mouth parted slightly, her tongue dancing on her lips. Those bright eyes showed the passion in her veins. I kissed her and lifted her into my arms. She weighed practically nothing. I pinned her against the shower wall and Charlotte wrapped her legs around my back. I slowly lowered her down onto my aching cock.

Charlotte rocked her hips back and forth while I pushed in and out. She was so incredibly wet as I slid right into her. Charlotte grabbed my head and brought it down on her soft tits. I licked her all over, sucking on her hard nipples.

I forced myself even deeper. “Come with me, baby.”

Charlotte shut her eyes and bit her bottom lip. The pleasure reached its peak and I finally hit my release, exploding inside her. Charlotte screamed my name over and over again as she cracked and fell apart around me. I pounded into her until my cum stopped flowing.

I gently lifted her off me and set her down on. Charlotte instantly collapsed onto the shower floor. “That was a nice surprise,” she said, wiping the water from her face.

I joined her down on the ground. “I couldn't help myself.”

Charlotte's eyes burst open. “Fuck! I have to get to work.” She jumped out of the shower and I stayed in, washing my body and hair.

I wrapped a towel around me and got out to see Charlotte already dressed in her Sheriff uniform. She was hunched over, blow-drying her hair and all I could do was just sit and stare. She turned off the hair dryer. “What are you thinking?”

I snapped out of my day dream. “Just trying to stop myself from ripping that uniform right off and fucking you senseless against the bathroom counter.”

Charlotte put her hands up in defense. “Down, boy. I can't take anymore. My legs are so sore from all the orgasms and I'm already super late for work. Save some energy for me later.” Charlotte pulled her hair back into a ponytail and wrapped a black hair tie around it.

I went out into the living room and found my leather cut and pants. I got dressed and said goodbye to Ariel before leaving out the front door with Charlotte. I handed her a folded piece of paper.

Charlotte stopped at her old Honda. Good thing she didn't chase criminals with that. She unfolded the paper and read the contents. “Do the Mexicans really have all this?”

I nodded. “And probably more that we don't know about it.”

“This will be more than enough. I'll send out the orders today.”

I approached her while she shook her head at me. “I need to get out of here.” She looked around frantically. “What if someone sees us?”

I held the back of her head and shoved my lips on hers. “I don't care,” I murmured between kisses. I spoke louder, “Everyone should know that I'm fucking Sheriff White.” Charlotte scrambled to put her hand over my mouth.

“Shh! I don't want the whole town to know yet.” She released her hand over my lips, giggling.

I held her hand one last time before walking over to my bike. I put on my bucket helmet and connected the chin strap. “I'm going to speak with my brothers about the new plan. I hope we can make this work, Sheriff.”

Charlotte got in her car and drove away. I summoned my bike to life. The roar of the engine soothed me. What the fuck was happening to me? I had never let a girl get under my skin before and Charlotte was already buried deep. I'd never fucked a girl before that made me want her another time. And Charlotte's pussy was so addicting. My cock pulsed in my pants, screaming at me to take her again.

I needed to get my emotions in check. She was just a chick. Another girl to throw away. I used her Sheriff powers to get my MC safe. That was it. Nothing more.