Damien: Billionaire Bad Boy Romance (25 page)

“I’m not leaving.” I shook my head. I couldn’t go anywhere with him! He was a fucking Anarchy’s Reign! Finally, my senses started to kick in. “I’m not going home with you.”

“Oh, no?” He raised an eyebrow and leaned against the bar on his elbow, looking casual and curious. “Why’s that? No ring on that pretty finger of yours.” He pointed to my ring finger where a small princess cut diamond used to sit, back when Jeremy pretended like he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me.

“I’m not married.”

“Boyfriend? What kind of man lets a woman like you out on the town unchaperoned?” His words grated against my soul. Unchaperoned?

“No. No boyfriend. And even if I did have one, I wouldn’t need his permission to go out with my friends. And I sure as fuck wouldn’t need a babysitter!”

He crooked a finger at me, beckoning me to lean toward him. I stood my ground, clenching my fists at my sides. I wasn’t going to do what he said, no fucking way. The situation already had gone too far. Both eye brows shot up when I didn’t move, and his smile started to slip. His eyes darkened a shade when he still crooked his finger, and I remained motionless. We seemed to be at a standstill, but then I noticed Jonny watching our exchange. A few others had their eyes on us, too.

It was the tag on his vest that got me moving. VP. He was the vice president of his club, and I was a nobody girl refusing him. I was making him look bad in front of his members. Well, hell! Why should I care, I told myself, just as my feet took the two steps to close the distance between us. His smile returned, and he motioned me even closer.

Only when my ear was at his lips did he speak. “If you were my woman, you sure as fuck wouldn’t be out at a bar by yourself, and that’s if I untied you from my bed long enough to let you leave anyway.” I swallowed hard at his words, thinking of something to throw back at him. His tongue licked my earlobe, catching me off guard. “Hell, if you were my woman, you wouldn’t have dared to defy me like you just did.”

“Why’s that?” I couldn’t help myself from asking. My body had begun tingling at his words.

His hot breath washed over my ear as he spoke. “Because if you did, I’d have you bent over my knee for a hard ass spanking.”

CHAPTER TWO

RAFE

The look Beth gave me after my words registered in that pretty head of hers told me everything I needed to know. Her deep green eyes widened and her plush, pink lips parted. An objection started to form, but her pupils dilated right before my eyes. It was magnificent watching a woman get aroused. Her nipples hardened beneath that cheap shirt she wore, making me want to touch them, pinch them, but I would wait. When she begged for my touch, then I’d pinch them until she moaned, tease them until she begged, and then I’d sink my cock so hard into her pussy she’d scream out with her orgasm.

“You don’t believe me.” I laughed.

“What woman would let you do that?” she shot at me. Her shoulders pulled back and her chin raised up, just enough to show some defiance but not enough to make me believe her panties weren’t soaked at the idea of being turned over my knee.

A lone strand of her chestnut hair caught on the moisture of her lip. I removed it with my fingertip, almost daring her to move as I tucked it behind her ear. I wasn’t surprised when she didn’t pull away; the woman wanted me, even if she wouldn’t admit it yet. And damn if I didn’t want her, too.

I’d seen her as soon as I walked into the dive bar, sitting with her friends, peeling off the label of her beer. She was laughing at something one of those twins said, and it was that laugh, that smile, that caught my attention. When she stood up from the booth, I got a good look at that round ass of hers, and those tits pushing against the fabric of her shirt. That was when I decided I’d be taking her home.

I felt the slight shiver run through her when my fingers trailed back down her jaw, outlining her lower lip. “I think you would, or maybe you wouldn’t, but it would still happen.” I straightened up, taking my hand away from her skin. “If you were my woman. “

“But I’m not.” She sounded disappointed about that fact, even if her eyes had hardened again.

“No, but that doesn’t change the fact that I want you in my bed tonight, and you want to be there, too.”

Before she could deny herself or me, I wrapped my hand around her neck and dragged her body against mine, taking her mouth in another possessive kiss. Fuck, she tasted like honey, and smelled like lilies. The purity of her made my cock even harder than I thought possible. I growled when I released her, grabbing her hand before she completely came out of her haze. “Come with me.” I yanked her and headed toward the back of the bar.

As I opened the door to Jonny’s office I gave him a quick look, he saw us, but didn’t make a move to stop me. Fuck, I was the VP of the Anarchy’s Reign, he would have been a fucking idiot to try and stop me. I noticed the concern in his eyes when he looked at Beth, and it pissed me off. She had nothing to fear from me.

Kicking the door shut, I threw the lock in place and turned back to her. She’d moved across the room, her ass pressed against the metal desk sitting in the middle of the room.

“Take off your shirt.” I leaned against the door, crossing my arms over my chest. I didn’t mind a little fear running through my women, but fuck if I wanted them terrified. She didn’t look either, though. Her eyes settled on me as though she were considering her options. I wouldn’t fucking rape her, but damned if I was going to give up without a fight. Other than jumping out the window, she really had no escape.

“What’s your name?” she asked with narrowed eyes.

I laughed. “My name? Rafe. You heard Jonny say it. You’re stalling. Shirt, now.”

“I’ve never seen you before, did you go to Musky High?”

High school? I never made it past sophomore year. Mom could barely pay rent and feed me and Danny, my younger brother, even with the two jobs she held down. I ducked out of school and got a job, taking care of my family. “I doubt you were there during my time. You look too young.” I didn’t know why I didn’t tell the full truth. What the fuck did I care if she knew I never finished high school?

She only nodded and put her fingers on the hem of her shirt. Playing with the material as thought she was trying to convince herself to go through with it, or not to. Without looking at me, she pulled up the material and tossed it on the desk behind her. Goddamn. I knew her tits would be beautiful, but I didn’t think they’d be all hers. No fucking padding on that bra. The material of the light blue bra looked stretched over the generous tits.

It took three long strides to get to her, and when I reached her, she held her arms up as though to welcome me. Her breath came in heavy bursts as my hands cupped her breasts. “Fuck, baby,” I reached around her and unhooked the garment while nibbling on the side of her neck. God, she tasted good.

I dragged the thin straps down her arms, freeing her tits. “Oh.” She jumped when my fingers wrapped around her nipples and put pressure on them. She wiggled a little, but when I kissed her neck again she calmed down.

“Shh, it’s okay, baby.” I kissed beneath her ear. “Unbutton those jeans for me.” I lessened the pressure of my fingers, but rolled her nipples between my fingers, grinning at the moans she probably didn’t even know she was letting out. “Such a good girl,” I whispered against her lips, taking them beneath mine again after she’d unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans.

“I don’t think we should do this,” she mumbled as I trailed my lips down her neck, going lower and kissing the valley between her breasts. Once I was on my knees in front of her, with her open jeans showing me those light blue panties, I looked up at her.

“Oh, we definitely should.” I grinned up at her. Peeling her jeans down exposed the little damp spot on her panties. I pressed my face into it as I dragged her jeans to her ankles and flicked off her sandals. Her hands dove into my hair when I pulled the little patch of fabric to the side to get to that delicious smelling pussy. Shaved. Completely shaved, I thought my dick would burst at the sight before me.

“Rafe.” Her legs spread apart enough for me to get my tongue on her. I groaned into her as my tongue swiped her folds, licking up the juices that were practically dripping from her. Using two fingers, I pulled apart her lips, exposing her swollen clit.

“Fuck, you’re so wet, baby.” One flick of my tongue across her clit and her knees buckled. Her fingers tightened in my hair, and she cursed under her breath. Grinning into her little pussy, I thrust two fingers into her wet passage. Her body clamped down on my fingers; damn she was tight. She slid her legs open more before I even had to tell her as I began to pump my fingers into her.

“Oh god! Oh god!” she chanted. Her belly caved in with her intake of air, and her thighs began to tremble while I continued to flick her clit. “Rafe…oh, fuck…oh fuck.” The woman had lost her ability to finish a thought.

I looked up at her then. Her head was thrown back, her eyes at the ceiling. That wouldn’t fucking do. “Look at me,” I growled, thrusting harder into her pussy. She tilted her head down, and our eyes locked. “You watch when I have my face buried in your pussy, got me?”

“Yeah…sure…fuck.” She nodded.

“Do you think that’s how you answer me?” I took her clit between my teeth and bit down. And damn if that woman didn’t nearly come right then.

“Yes, Rafe. I got you. Please…so…close.” She kept her eyes on me, didn’t try pressing me back toward her, but kept her hands in my hair.

“There you are, good girl. Now come for me, come hard.” I went back to licking her clit and finger fucking her. Her thighs trembled harder and her body tightened. Close as hell.

Sucking her clit into my mouth had been the last straw. Her thighs clamped around me and she let out a howl as her cunt gripped my fingers with the force of her orgasm. I lapped up the juices as fast as they came. I could feel every wave of her pussy on my fingers while I stroked her slower, bringing her back down from her orgasm.

Her fingers softened in my hair, and her body relaxed against the desk. Wiping my mouth off on her thigh, I stood up to my full height. Her chest heaved with her breath, her lips were slightly swollen from my previous kiss, but it was her eyes that drew me in. The large deep green eyes watching me as I unbuckled my belt. “You didn’t think I was done with you, did you?” I grinned.

Her bottom lip sucked into her mouth. I leaned over her, kissing her, and pulled that lip back out with my teeth. She winced at my teeth biting down, but her pelvis reaching out toward me told me she didn’t mind all that much.

“Turn around, baby.” I spun her around to face the wall, and pressed my hand to her upper back, shoving her chest down to the desk. Fuck, her ass was sweet! I wouldn’t deny myself. I let my hands roam over the round globs, the milky white skin beneath my hands made me want to slap it, bring some color to the surface. But she wasn’t ready for that, not yet, not this time.

I pulled out a rubber from my wallet and rolled it over my cock, stroking it a few times to take some of the edge off. Having wanted to stick myself into her for the past hour had me ready to go. Using my thumbs, I pulled her ass cheeks apart and took a look at the beauty before me. Her pussy glistened with her arousal, and her tight asshole puckered just above.

She looked at me over her shoulder with curiosity. “Are you going to fuck me, or not?” she asked.

“You come once, and you get mouthy?” I pulled my hand back and delivered a harsh slap to her right cheek. The red imprint of my hand was immediate as was the harsh air she sucked in. So much for waiting on that. “I’ll fuck you when I’m good and ready.” I tapped her puckered asshole. “You ever been fucked here before, Beth?”

“No.” She shook her head and clenched tight.

I laughed. “Don’t worry, not this time.” That was the second time I’d had that thought. Like there would be a second time? Not for me, never. One night, one fuck, that was it. Positioning my dick at her entrance, I let go of her cheeks and gripped her waist.

With one quick thrust I pushed into her, stilling myself once I was in up to my balls. “Fuck. You’re so tight. How can you be so tight?” I pulled out and slammed back into her, hearing her grunt and wanting to hear it again. Over and over I thrust into her, with her matching each of my movements. The woman seemed to be hungrier than me, the way she bounced back at me, searching out my cock.

“Oh, fuck, fuck…” She started her chanting again. Her ass slapped against my thighs as we continued to fuck hard and fast. My cock wanted to explode, and wouldn’t be waylaid much longer. Her pussy was so hot, so fucking wet, and clamped around my dick.

“Come for me again.” I reached over and grabbed a fist full of her hair, pulling her chin up until she was looking upward. Her back arched, sticking her ass out more for me as I plunged into her deep. “Fuck. Beth. Come now!” I slapped her ass again and before the blood even rose to the surface she was screaming out into the room with another orgasm.

This time my cock felt each wave, and it dragged me right into the sea of orgasmic bliss with her. I was sure anyone standing anywhere near the door of Jonny’s office heard me growl as I thrust into her once more, letting my orgasm take me.

For several long moments, we stayed it hat position. I rested my head on her back, sucking in air like I had just run around the block too many times. A thin layer of moisture covered her smooth skin and l trailed my finger down her spine when I finally stood back up, pulling out of her pussy and feeling the need to get back inside of her boil beneath my skin already. “Stay there, don’t move,” I ordered with a pinch to her hip.

I took care of the rubber and zipped myself back up before I found a clean rag in one of Jonny’s cabinets to help clean her up. She hadn’t stood up, but watched me from where she laid with her face pressed against the desk. I figured it was more from wanting to be somewhat modest than from being obedient. She didn’t seem to have much obedience in her, but I would find it and drag it out of her. I always did.

“Don’t move.” I gave her light tap to her ass when she tried to take the rag from my hands. She let out a heavy sigh and rolled her eyes but didn’t say anything. I wiped her clean, and tossed the rag in the garbage can. Picking up her clothes I held them out to her. “Okay, turn around.”

She stood up, and turned. Her eyes soft and her hair mussed from the sound fucking she just took. To say I was pleased would sound cocky, but fuck, she looked like she’d just had the time of her life.