Badass (27 page)

“You ready to bump and grind a little?”

“Please,” she murmured – her head already spinning from the electric sizzle of his nearness.

“Tighten your grip on me baby, I’m gonna get this boy going, real easy like.” It was slow, but the front of the rodeo simulator lifted, causing Avery to fall into Isaac. It was like coming to rest against a stone pillar – he didn’t budge. She could wrap herself around him during any storm and he would be like an anchor of safety. “That’s right – give me all your weight – put your trust in me.” No problem – she was already there. His cock was like a steel rod between them, and she was more than ready to feel him stretching her pussy. They had only made love a few times, but she was already addicted to how he could make her feel. “Can we put him in, now?”

“Hell, yeah,” he picked her up a few inches. “Guide him in,” as she fitted the head to the opening of her channel – he sucked and bit at her nipples, making her close her eyes in ecstasy. “Now, ease down. Oh – God, yeah – just like that.” The feel of their union was exquisite – for both of them. “Okay, here we go. And this is the first time I’ve ever done this by the way – just so you know.” His words weren’t plain – they were gritted out between his teeth.

The bull spun to the right and she laid her head on his shoulder. “No – raise your head. I need you up here.” Avery obeyed, and she was glad she did – because he covered her mouth with his and kissed her with abandon. She kneaded his muscles – holding tightly and his hands weren’t still – they were everywhere. She felt adored, and she wouldn’t have traded that feeling for anything.

Their bodies moved with the pitch and sway of the bull, he did all the work and all she had to do was give herself over totally to him. Even in this – she was submitting and it felt heavenly. She wondered if he realized - “I love to be in your hands like this, to feel your control is so hot.”

“You’re hot – damn hot,” these words were mouthed against her lips.

And she was listening, truly she was – except her clit was getting a thrill every time the bull dropped down – gravity and delicious proximity pushed it against the ridge of his pelvic bone and the hard muscles of his abs. He was so big, so strong – she loved to massage his thick hardness by tightening the muscles of her sheathe. “Does that feel good, when I do that?” she rocked on his cock. “God, I could climb you like a telephone pole.”

“Damn, I’m close, Avery.” He tilted her head back and licked her tits. The rhythm of the bull and Isaac’s natural ability to move his body made the whole experience seem like an erotic dance.

“Squeeze me, harder – bounce a little, baby.” He turned the bull’s movements completely off and gave her free rein. He let his legs drop straight down, giving her the stirrups. She braced herself against his hard body, stood up in the stirrups and slid up and down on his cock – impaling herself over and over. He reached between them and began to feverishly rub her clit.

“Not fair – I’m gonna cum,” she wanted this to last and last. Avery didn’t want it to be over so soon.

“That’s the idea. I love to see you come apart.”

As he stroked her, she could feel her world narrow down to that sweet place between her legs. “I need help – I need you to pound me.” She wasn’t sure if she was making it clear as to what she needed. It was hard to think and communicate when all she wanted to do was be ravished – yea, that was it. “I need you to ravish me.”

“Lay back,” he helped ease her down to give him room to work. “Ravishing is my specialty.” She picked her legs up and wrapped them around his waist and he stood up and began to thrust powerfully. It didn’t take but half a dozen strokes till her whole body began to jerk and when he felt the fluttering of her vagina – he exploded. Ramming in hard, he pumped her pussy to the brim with hot semen – his seed – his essence. She loved how it felt. Unable to stop, she kept working him – loving the connection and the pleasure the movements were giving her clit as she savored each sparkling aftershock.

“Kiss me, Isaac. Please?” Before she finished asking, his lips claimed hers in a series of kisses that ran the gamut between tender and voracious. This bull wasn’t the most comfortable of surfaces to be having sex on, but she wouldn’t have traded the experience for anything. Hugging him tight, she told him so. “Thank you, thank you. That was incredible. I’ll never forget that as long as I live.”

Isaac appreciated the sentiment, but she made it all seem so temporary and that worried the hell out of him. “We’re going to make a lot of memories like this . . . . .” A banging on the door caused Avery to startle and jump almost dislodging them both. “What the hell?” He hopped off, handed Avery her clothes and started climbing in his jeans. The banging was insistent and he could hear Aron’s voice. Shit, something bad was going down.

“I’m coming!” he yelled. Not bothering to fasten his belt he padded barefoot to the door. Throwing it open, he saw his brother standing there ashen white. “What’s wrong?”

“A passing motorist found your brother on the side of the road about a half-mile from here. He’s been horsewhipped. Why didn’t you answer your damn phone?”

Damn! “My cell was on vibrate and you can’t hear the office phone from the bar – and – hell, we weren’t in the apartment.”

“I don’t give a shit what you were doing – just get the hell home – he won’t go to the damn hospital. I may just whip him again and he’s asking for you.”

****

Noah lay in the bed in agony. Cady had cleaned his wounds and she and Libby were applying some kind of stinky herb poultice to the bloody stripes. “There’s going to be scarring, but we can lessen that over time,” Cady looked at him with pity. “I can lessen the pain for you, I promise.” He knew she was an empath. Belief in faith healing or supernatural intervention was hard for Noah to swallow, but he had seen Cady do some miraculous things. He wondered if she could heal his spirit, as well.

“Thanks Cady, I appreciate it.” He had thought that nothing could be worse than losing his parents, but he had found an equal agony. Tonight, he had learned that his brother was involved in something he despised. Bitterness welled up in him like a geyser – he was ready to blow.

Footsteps and familiar voices on the stairs heralded Isaac and Aron’s arrival. “Get Joseph and Jacob for me, please,” Noah looked to Cady for assistance. “They need to hear what I have to say to Isaac.”

Cady looked at Libby. Something was wrong besides the obvious. A worried look passed between the women. “All right. I’m sure they’re nearby.”

Isaac burst into the room. “Are you all right? Who did this to you?” His brother looked intimidating as always. Tall, broad – a warrior - Noah had always looked up to him. Isaac was fearless. Now, he knew that his hero had feet of clay. Avery stood small and trusting, close to his side. How had she been taken in by Isaac’s perversion?

“I had a run-in with a friend of yours.”

Isaac stared at his brother. He was pale against the sheets. The girls had bandaged him up, but he could still see the lesser stripes – painful evidence of a beating. “A friend? I don’t have a friend who would do this to you.”

“Really?” Noah’s tone was sarcastic – his face a mask of disdain. Joseph and Jacob moved into the room to stand at the foot of the bed. Everyone was here but Jessie and Nathan. “Keep Nathan out of here. He doesn’t need to hear any of this.”

“He’s asleep and so is Jessie,” Jacob offered. His expression showed how confused he was. They all were. “What’s going on, Noah? You act like you’re blaming Isaac for this.”

“I am,” Noah stated flatly. “Ajax whipped Harper. She’s been in the hospital, too. That’s where I was earlier. She called me to come get her. I found her half-naked in an alley covered in blood.” Libby gasped with horror. “Of course – she was a willing victim, at first. Isn’t that right, Isaac? There are people who get off on pain. You know all about that, don’t you?”

Isaac blanched. The shit was about to hit the fan and they were all gonna come away stinking. Hell! He stepped away from Avery. No use dragging her through his filth. “Is Harper going to be okay?”

“What is he talking about, Isaac?” Aron demanded. “You two better speak plainer, cause I don’t like the damn direction this conversation is going in. Tell me that I’m misunderstanding.”

“Oh, this isn’t hard to comprehend.” Noah tried to sit up and he grimaced in pain. “Haven’t you ever wondered why Harper and I broke up?”

No one said anything, they just waited. An uneasy feeling permeated the room. Only Isaac knew – but it wasn’t his story to tell. A sick feeling washed over him. He had never wanted to hurt his family. What he did in his private life – was private – but, not anymore.

Noah continued, directing his razor sharp comments at Isaac. “You know why, don’t you brother? She’s into S&M – a pain junkie. She gets off on being dominated and whipped. Harper likes to be tied up and slapped around. Avery, I can’t believe you’re into that. What would people say?”

“Noah,” Aron warned his brother. “Be careful.”

“You leave Avery out of this, Noah. If you have something to say – you say it to me,” Isaac spoke low and evenly.

“Isaac’s a Dom.” The words were spit out. “Isn’t that right, Isaac? Ajax is one, too. He said that you and he have been members of the same clubs. But you two got crossways didn’t you? And he lured Harper into his trap to get next to you.”

“What’s he talking about, Isaac?” Jacob asked.

Isaac looked at his brothers. There was condemnation and confusion on their faces. Hell, so this was how it was going to be. Fine. So be it. “Ajax is not my friend. I had him banned from some clubs because he abused women – just like he abused Harper and you. Ajax is an abusive asshole that calls himself a Dom. A true Dom gives pleasure, not pain.”

Silence.

Noah finally broke the quiet. “You’ve never used a whip on anyone, Isaac?” A sick smile on his face told Isaac that he knew the answer.

“Yes – a quirt, not a bullwhip, and I give erotic pain – there’s a difference.”

“Sure, there is.” Disbelief dripped from Noah’s lips. “I couldn’t abide this sickness in Harper, and I can’t abide it in you. I don’t know you, Isaac. And I don’t know if I want to know you.”

“None of you have to go anywhere – I’ll leave.” Isaac moved one step toward the bed where Noah lay. “You don’t understand me. I’m not going to defend myself, there’s nothing I can say that would change your mind.”

“You’re right,” Noah barked. “I’m laying here scarred for life because my brother is a pervert.”

“That’s not fair,” Avery couldn’t be silent.

“No,” Isaac stopped her. “This has been coming for a long time. It really didn’t matter what I did – I’ve always been the outsider. I’ll never be good enough for this family. It’s time for me to face that fact.”

“No,” Isaac stopped her. “You were right. Your dad asked too much of us. This isn’t going to work. We’re from different worlds. We could never be happy together. We’re through, Avery.” He walked away – the chains on his pants ringing in the silence.

Avery’s world collapsed around her. She felt like she was going to die. Should she go after him? Maybe, - but not till after she had her say.

“Wait – that’s enough.” Avery stepped forward. She looked around at Isaac’s family. “I can’t believe you people. Don’t you know how much he loves you?”

“As long as I’ve known him, he has given more of himself than you ever dreamed. Did you know he funds the soup kitchen – by himself? Did you know he has a fund set up to build homes for newly returned vets? Did you know he gives most of his income to charity? Check the records, Noah. I’m sure there’s a way you can tell.”

“I didn’t know that,” Joseph sighed. It was apparent that he wasn’t as ready to lambast Isaac as Noah was.

“He is always ready to help. I have worked for these charities through the church and I always knew that Isaac McCoy was one of our greatest benefactors. He didn’t seek attention or even a thank-you. What Isaac does for others, he does because he wants to help.”

“That’s all well and good, Avery. But it doesn’t excuse his involvement in the BDSM lifestyle. And you – isn’t it true that you spent time in a brothel and I even heard a rumor that you write porn. Maybe, you’re not the best judge of character.”

“Enough,” Aron barked at Noah. “I hate you’re hurt – but you’re stepping over the line, little brother.” Libby stepped closer to Avery as if to protect her.

“I’ve done nothing wrong, and neither has your brother.” Avery stood up straighter, determined to say her piece. “As far as his sex life is concerned – Isaac never did anything to me that I didn’t want. He put my needs first. When you compare him to that nasty man, you do your brother a great disservice. What we shared was beautiful and I wouldn’t trade a moment of it for anything. I love your brother and he is the best man I have ever met.” Avery moved toward the door.