I had known it would be good when we finally came together, but nothing had prepared me for this.
“Stop, fucking, talking,” she growled out again. And this time I didn’t try to hide my grin.
Bending my knees, I thrust upwards, filling her completely. If she wanted me to fuck her, then I would fuck her. This time and this time only, I would let her tell me what to do.
Because damn did she feel good.
Already I could feel my balls drawing up, the muscles in my stomach tightening as I forced myself in and out of her body.
It wouldn’t be long until I totally lost control. And it would be all over. I didn’t want it to be over. Not when I had waited weeks to feel her trembling around me.
Gypsy screamed, her hands pulling my head to hers so I could swallow down the sounds of her orgasm. I didn’t want to muffle those sounds. I wanted the whole damn club to hear what I was doing to her, but I kissed her anyway. Our breath mingled as her body clamped down hard on my cock.
I went off like a rocket, pounding into her in short harsh strokes as I chased my own release.
Slamming into her twice more, I let out a cry of my own. My body was shaking as I emptied myself inside of her.
“Fuck, that was…” I croaked when I could finally catch my breath. Resting my forehead against her, I smiled. “That was amazing.”
“Let me down.” She pushed at my chest and my eyes flew open. What the hell did she mean let her down? This wasn’t over by a long shot. What I had done to her, the orgasm I had ripped from her body, was just a small taste of what I planned to do to her for the rest of the day.
My arms loosened, and she slipped down my body. The scowl was back on her face as she started to straighten her clothes.
“Gypsy?” Slipping my flaccid cock back into my jeans, I zipped up my fly without taking my eyes off her. “I just made you cum, the least you can give a guy is a smile.” I meant it as a joke but her face only darkened further. “Hey.” Catching hold of her arm, I pulled her back into my chest. “Where do you think you are going?”
“Back to The Drunken Otter. I think this meeting is well and truly over, don’t you?”
I blinked at her in shock. She was leaving? After what we just shared? It made no sense at all. Normally I was the one who told women to leave. I didn’t know how I felt about being on the receiving end of it.
“But…” What the hell was going on in my life? “Why don’t you stay awhile, we could…”
Gypsy cut me off. “Thanks for the orgasm, Fang.” She gave a little wave. “But I think I’m done here.”
11
Fang
“Ok, let me get this straight?”Hansel leaned back in his chair, rocking it backwards on two legs as he surveyed me. “You fucked Gypsy?”
The room was suddenly quiet, more than one head swivelled in our direction. I flashed my eyes at him. Why did he have to say it so loud? Not that I was embarrassed about what had happened between us. God knows it had been a long time coming. I just int particularly like the whole club knowing my business.
I wanted to shush him, to tell him to keep his fucking voice down, but instead I nodded mutely.
“What the hell were you thinking, Fang?” Hansel’s anger took me by surprise. My head snapped upwards to glare at him.
Hansel carried on regardless. My temper had never put Hansel off from telling me how things were. Not even my role as his president did that. We had known each other too long. Had too many shared secrets for him to hold his tongue when he thought I had done something wrong. And I could tell by his face that he thought I had crossed some imaginary line.
“Gypsy is our business partner.” He raged on, more and more people had stopped their conversations to listen to ours. Suddenly I felt like a schoolboy being told off by his dad then the president of a notorious motorcycle club.
“On top realise how fucked up this situation is? How are we all meant to work together if you’ve fucked her and then fucked her off? She’s going to bail and The Drunken Otter will go back to making us absolutely no cash and...”
I’d had enough. Opening my mouth the words fell from me before I could even think. “I didn’t fuck her off, she fucking walked out the door the minute we were finished.” The bitterness in my voice was tangible. “I think her actual words were, thanks for the orgasm Fang, I’ll see you around. Or something to those effects anyway.” I huffed loudly.
There was a moment of silence and someone laughed. A high girly giggle. My head scanned the room to find Darcie sat on Havoc’s lap in the corner. Her hand clamped over her mouth as she stared back at me with eyes shining with laughter.
“Let me get this right?” Monster spoke slowly from his place on my left. “Gypsy fucked you off?”
“Yes.”
