Tank's Pearl (Devil's Iron MC #1) (3 page)

Chapter 4- Tank

Only one night, what is she fucking thinking?

There is no way I am going to be able to do all the nasty things I want to do to her in only one night. Why is she so resistant to this being more than one night? Not like I want a fucking relationship, right? FUCK!

Christ, I could fuck her a few days while I’m up here and get her out of my system I hope. Only one night will never be enough with her, especially now that I know she has been thinking and dreaming about me too! If I had not already been ready to pound nails I would have gotten so fucking hard at the thought of her touching herself and making herself come while thinking about me. That shit is going to stop quickly; I will own all of her orgasms from now on.

As I pull up to the driveway, I kill the engine when we near the garage. We get off the bike walking towards the door, and I am finding it harder and harder to keep my hands off of that luscious ass that is slowly swaying in front of me, taunting and teasing me. I just want to bury my face, hands, and cock deep in it.

I open the door ahead of Pearl and gesture for her to head in. I catch the sweet scent of lavender as she passes by, and I cannot stop myself. I grab her as I slam the door shut behind us. I push her against it with more force than I should have, hearing a soft moan escape her lips I lose all thought of anything except getting inside of her.

We start kissing and it is like nothing I have ever felt before. My hands twist and tangle in her hair as she struggles to rub and touch every inch of my body. We fight to take control of this all-consuming kiss. A fight that I have no intention of losing.

As I let go of her hair and grab for my belt slowly taking it out of my pants she thinks that she has won the fight! HA! Fuck that, she is wrong! With the belt undone and a loose hold of it, I quickly capture both of her roving hands and bind her wrists together in front of her.

“What the fuck, Tank?” Pearl struggles against the belt now conjoining her hands.

“Who did I say was in charge of this, Pearl?” I ask running my fingers leisurely up her arms toward her face.

Pearl rolls her eyes and lets out a small huff.

“That’s not an answer, Pearl,” I say as I spin her around, raising her skirt, not stopping to think about the fact that she is bare underneath. I shove her shoulder down and land a crack on her ass, watching it jiggle and turn red I demand. “Answer my question, Pearl!”

“You, you are in charge of this, Tank.”

“All of this is mine so don’t think that you will be taking the lead with anything: touching, kissing, fucking, nothing Little One,” I whisper in her ear as I slowly trace the reddened part of her ass with one hand while licking the outer shell of her ear.

“Ha, Little One? You have got to be delusional, Tank. There is hot now, or never has there been anything little”

I pepper five more quick smacks on her ass. “Are you questioning me, Little One? Do you think that you can question what it is that I need or want?”

“No, Sir- um, Tank. No, I’m not questioning you or what you need or want.” I hear as I drag my hand over her hip and slide it up over her shirt stopping on her breast. Teasing her through her shirt and bra I notice that Pearl has a nipple piercing. Moaning at that discovery, I pull on it mercilessly until I hear a gasp escape her lips.

“Nipple piercings hmm girle? You are not what I thought you would be like at all, to have these hidden under you shirt. I cannot wait until I get my mouth on these.” Continuing my teasing of her nipples “I like the way Sir rolls off of that delicious tongue Little One, you are doing so well under my hand.” I slowly spin her towards me throwing her hands over her head as I continue. “All the time I spent at the Dungeon will help with me with you won’t it, hmm, Little One, you seem to be a very submissive creature!” Slowly moving my hands down her sides stopping at her hips I run my hands back and over her ass.

Her cheeks turn a bright red, as her eyes instantly dropping to the floor. She answers quietly “Tank, I don’t know what you’re talking about. A submissive- like sexually? I guess that in the past I would like it when a man would take control of sex, but, I don’t know if I would call myself a submissive. I don’t like to be told what to do by anyone and especially by a man who doesn’t-.”

Moving my hands around her hips, down her thighs, and pulling up her skirt, I groan when I reach her pierced clit. “Stop talking about other men that you have made the mistake of fucking, Little One. I don’t want to know about the assholes that have been buried deep inside this beautiful fucking cunt. Men that have had the pleasure of tugging on this pierced clit, like I am right now. None of them were worthy of this and now that I am about to be deep inside of you- there is no need to remember or think of any other man. EVER. Do you understand me?”

“What? Tank are you kidding me? We talked about this. One night is what this is going to be. Our lives are too different for it to be any more than that. You are too young to want to settle down, especially with a woman my age. I have two kids for Christ’s sake. I am sure that you don’t know the first thing about kids”

“OH? Really. You think you have all the answers hmm??? You think I am going to stop with one night after I got a taste of this sweet cunt? You are sorely fucking mistaken, Little One. SORELY FUCKING MISTAKEN!”

“OK, Tank, we can always talk about it later.” She says trying to soothe my anger at her dismissal of wanting her. “What was the Dungeon that you mentioned earlier?”

“That is not a very good change of topic Pearl. We will discuss our relationship later if it is that off putting to you to do it now.” Shaking my head I continue “The Dungeon is a club that the Devil’s Iron runs in Chicago. It’s a Bondage club, that I spent some time at helping Blaze, our MC’s president, getting off its feet and up and running.”

“I thought you were in security. How did you help Blaze with a Bondage club? With the security systems or something?”

“Yeah I did that, but, I also helped with some demonstrations and did different scenes for the first year or so that it was open. Little One, I am a kinky motherfucker which you are about to get a crash course in. Now, let’s see if the teacher can follow some simple directions, hmm??? No more talking unless it’s you screaming down the fucking walls,” I reply with a smug smile and a wink of my eye.

I lower myself to my knees and add, “Little One, leave those hands up above your head, if you move them I’ll have to differ my approach with you.”

Skimming my rough hands down the silky dress that she is wearing. I push the skirt up enough so that I have a view of her pussy which is glistening with need that almost drips down her legs. I take a closer look at the ring pierced through her clit and give it a good tug with my fingers. As she whimpers loudly I tug it again and say “Spread your legs wider, Pearl, I want to taste you.”

When she moves her legs, I bury my head in her thighs and dive in like a starving man. She tastes salty and has the sweetest tang. Fuck me, I cannot get enough.  All the while her moans and screams are just what I need to hear, letting me know that she is enjoying the fuck out of what I am doing with my tongue.

I keep eating her until she is on the edge of her third orgasm. When I feel her legs start to shake, I add two fingers pumping in and out of her tight, hot cunt, which is the point when her hands come down from the wall and into my hair pulling on it abruptly. I pull away, slowly tsking her for her non-compliance.

I hear a whine come from her lips. “Tank… Sir… please! I want, no need, more.”

“You will get more, Little One, but I told you to keep your hands high or I would stop and switch tactics. You will learn that I follow through on everything that I say. You will do well to remember that for the future. Now we will see how far you are willing to take this. Hmm?”  

I stand up and place a hand at her lower back to lead her towards the staircase up to where the bedrooms are. As I push open the door, I tell Pearl to get naked and lie in the middle of the bed face up and to wait for my return.

As I walk down the hall to grab some gear I brought with me from home, I catch sight of the clock and see that we have three more hours. Three more hours is all we have. Three hours to play, three more hours to fuck, three more hours to convince Pearl that we are meant to be more than a one-time fling, three more hours to let her know that she is more than just a hole to get my dick wet in.

FUCK I just can’t get enough of her and we haven’t even fucked yet. What is wrong with me? It is like she has infected my brain and will not leave it.

Chapter 5- Pearl

I lie naked on the bed waiting for Tank to return, and keep telling myself that this is a one-time thing.
Tank is in a motorcycle club, for Christ’s sake- he is not a good role model for family life or relationships in general. Tank is almost ten years younger than you he will not want to same things out of life- like to help raise some other guy’s kids. Tank lives an hour away, you wouldn’t be able to build a steady relationship with him even if that’s what you wanted, which you do not.
I keep telling myself over the 20 minutes that I am left on the bed waiting.

As Tank walks into the room without his shirt on, all thoughts leave my mind as I slowly look him up and down he is like a piece of meat at the butcher counter to me. I cannot help but lick my lips at the sight. Both muscular arms have full-sleeve tattoos flowing down them, his pecs and abs are statuesque in their form also covered in a fair amount of ink. God this man is gorgeous.
Why is he here with me?

A very husky voice breaks the silence, Tank begins a warning. “Pearl, I am going to bind your hands and feet, then we are going to speak for a little while. If, and only if, I like your answers we will continue what we were doing downstairs. Do you understand, Little One?”

“Yes, I understand, but could I please have something to cover up with? I am going to find it difficult to talk with you while I am butt ass naked.”

“No, but if it will help you, I will take my clothing off as well,” he says as a sly smile crosses his face as he reaches for his pants.

“Yes, I am sure that will help! Thanks a lot, Sir,” I say while rolling my eyes.

Quicker than I can comprehend, Tank has me turned over on the bed and administers ten quick strikes to my ass. “While those brown eyes are very beautiful, Little One, stop rolling them at me or this ass will be very tender for a long time to come. Now, let us begin with some questions. Hmm?”

As the binds are tied around first one and then the other wrist, the questions begin. “Tell me about your family, Pearl.”

Taking a moment to think the question over I look up into dark green eyes and begin, “I have two children, Rose is four and Iris is two. They are my heart and soul, and the joy they bring me is overwhelming,” Smiling I continue, “I am a better person because of them. My father died a while back and my mother retired down south so we don’t get to see her as much as we would like.” Quietly, I finish, “My husband committed suicide about two years ago, two months after Iris was born. I have been on my own since then.”

“Very nice, Little One, thank you for your honesty, it can be difficult to talk about family and I appreciate your effort.” Tank purrs as he licks my ear and slowly kisses his way to my mouth which he claims with a relentless kiss.

He breaks off the kiss and trails his hand from my face slowly down the curve of my neck and down to stop on my nipple. He starts to slowly circle my nipple and pull and twist the nipple ring with his fingers while he continues with his questions.

“As much as it pains me to hear of other men that you have been with, tell me how many men you have been with. When you lost your virginity and especially about the sex you have had in the last two years since you were widowed.”

Beginning my answer his light touching turns into a teasing and pinching. When I look down, I see something shining in Tank’s hand.

“Are those nipple clamps, Sir? I have never” he cuts me off as he first removes my nipple ring and then fastens the clamp. He hushes me with a finger on my lips and a shake of his head that reminds me I have a question to answer.

“Right, sorry, Tank, I mean, Sir. In my life I have been with eleven men and three women most of which were during college. I lost my virginity when I was fifteen years old to a boy who didn’t know an orgasm from a hole in his head. I have only been with my husband in the past ten years,” I get out before he is removing the other nipple ring and teasing starts on my nipple, while I wait for the bite of the clamp. “The only sex I have had for the past two years is masturbating with BOB which happens sporadically at best.”

“That’s very good, Little One. You being with women is something that interests me greatly. We might have to delve further into that soon. I do love that I will be the only one who has been inside of you in such a long time. Your cunt will be so snug when I am driving my cock home I can barely hold myself back from it. However, there are a few more things we must discuss before that happens. “

Tightening the second nipple clamp he carries on “Why are you so desperate for us to only happen for one night, Pearl?”

I moan as I start to really focus on the feel of the clamps and begin my answer. “So many reasons, Tank. First of which has to be that you are not even thirty years old, for fuck’s sake.” I regret those words instantly as I feel a tug on the nipple clamps.

“I’m sorry Tank but I am a thirty-eight-year-old widowed teacher with two small children. I cannot even figure out why a twenty-five-year-old would want to have sex with me, let alone anything else? I just don’t know what you want from me.”

“Everything,” he groans into my ear “I want everything from you, Little One. I am twenty-seven-years-old. I thought I was wrong with the feelings and thoughts that I have had since we met a month ago when we were apart. Being with you tonight has proven that erroneous though. You are exactly how I remember and precisely what I want.”

At the same time he binds my legs to the bed, he utters his last question trailing his hands slowly up my legs. “Tell me yes, Pearl! Yes, that you will give yourself to me completely. Yes, that you will submit to me when and where I choose. Yes, that you will let me mark this beautiful porcelain skin. Yes, that you will learn to trust me without doubt.  Say yes to everything, Little One.”

After what seems like an eternity of silence, I say, “YES, please, Tank. Yes, please, Sir. Yes.”

Our eyes meet as Tank slowly situates himself over me. “I need to be inside you right now, Little One, and this will be one hard quick fuck so brace yourself. When I am driving you to heaven and you cum all over my cock, call me by my given name, Little One, scream Abraham when you fly.”

Tank thrusts his hips forward meeting little resistance from my pussy which is dripping wet with want and need. As he continues his attack on my cunt without pause, he kisses me from my collar bone, ear, and mouth where he consumes me with a passion I have never felt before.

With the rumblings of an orgasm starting, Tank speaks coarsely while continuing his assault. “When you come, Little One, make sure you remember who is giving you this pleasure. I want your eyes on mine and your mouth screaming my name.”

And that is exactly what I did as he takes me to the heights of pleasure repeatedly. Using is mouth, his hands, and his gorgeous cock on me until I am breathless.

While I start to regain my composure, I look for a clock and notice it is nearing the time to be home so I slowly get up, freshen up, and redress. I walk towards the door into the hallway, and Abraham is behind me with a hand on my lower back.

“Pearl, I will take you back to get your car and then follow you home to make sure you get there safe. I would like to spend the night with you, but I know that you would like time before I meet your kids so I will give you that. However, know it is coming. I expect to see you tomorrow and Monday before I leave to go back. It doesn’t need to be a date or anything big I can just come to you when the girls have gone to sleep or whatever you are comfortable with. Now, that I have had you, I don’t think I can stay away for too long.” Licking his lips he reaches for my face “Please don’t try my patience on this Pearl,” he adds sternly rubbing down my check. “I added my number to your phone while you were getting ready so you can contact me later today.”

“Abraham… Tank, thank you.”

As we go outside, get ourselves situated on the bike, and head out into the night, my thighs and arms cling to Tank or Abraham with an optimism I have not had for a long time. I look forward to the days to come, especially those I get to share with this man who I have between my legs.