I can feel the slick building up between my legs, but I have no desire to take my mouth off of Pyro, when his breathing becomes more shallow and his hands move to my hair I know that he is getting close and he is probably going to pull me away from him any moment. I keep working him with my hand but move down to suck one of his balls into my mouth, he lets out a string of curses and I feel him start to pulse and grow stiffer in my hand. When I am done playing with him, I wrap my lips around the tip, sucking hard, and move my hand faster.
“Shit, Fin. I’m going to…” His words cut off when the thick saltiness of his cum coats my tongue, I don’t break the seal of my lips until he stops jerking and there is nothing left.
I let him go and sit back on my heels, running my hands up and down his thighs.
“I can’t believe I didn’t let you do that the first night. You are a goddamned pro.”
I massage his legs for a little bit longer, not bothering to respond to him. I don’t feel like this moment needs words and I am more than happy to just sit here and admire his body while he rides the high of his orgasm. I don’t know if I am going back to the house tonight or not, but either way, I am not in a hurry. I don’t have an early class tomorrow, and even though I told him I wouldn’t miss my class, I am strongly considering it.
I climb up beside him and run my fingers around his chest and stomach, playing with the trail of hair that leads from his navel to his dick. He watches my face while I do it and I want to ask him why he keeps staring at me like that, but I am enjoying the silence of the moment.
After a little while, he turns onto his side and starts running his hands over me. He massages my breast and the muscle on the side of my neck, he pushes me onto my back and his hand goes lower. He teases the inside of my thighs before diving in and running two fingers between my folds, my wetness coats his fingers, and he uses it to rub firm circles around my clit.
“You are so wet for me,” he mumbles the words against my nipple and then takes it between his teeth. he flicks his tongue around it before biting slightly as he drives his fingers inside me. I fist my hands into his hair and hold his face against me.
His palm grinds against my clit as he scissors his fingers inside me, hitting that spot in the front that makes my body try to curl into itself. I can already feel my orgasm growing, doing this for myself for six months has my body ready to spring at the feel of someone else touching me.
Keeping his fingers inside me he slides down to pull my clit into his mouth, my back arches and one of my legs goes over his shoulder, pulling him closer. He starts thrusting his fingers into me quickly while he pulls on my clit with his teeth. I pinch one of my nipples and my core clenches around his fingers so tight that I am surprised he can still move them. He switches to moving them up and down inside me and laps at the rest of me while my body comes down.
I sigh in frustration when he pulls his fingers out but I am quickly satisfied when he pushes into me in one long slow stroke, I am so wet that he didn’t even have to guide himself in. He pushes in as deep as he can and molds his lips to mine, his teeth crash to mine, and then his tongue is in my mouth.
When he leans up to look at me his eyes are full of raw energy and if I hadn’t grown up around the club, I might have flinched away from him. I have never been scared of him, but I can see how someone could be.
Right as I am getting ready to beg for him to move, he wedges my knees against his ribs and drags himself out of me before slamming back into me with the full force of his body weight. There is no reprieve after that. I know that the other people on this floor can hear my cries, but I don’t give a shit. The way that he holds my legs puts pressure on all the right spots, pushing down into me while keeping my legs out of the way of him going all the way inside.
He lets my legs go and with a firm arm around my back, he rolls us both over. As soon as we are settled, I roll my hips forward, pressing my clit against his pelvic bone while dragging him against all the best places inside me. His fingers dig into the top of my thighs, and he drags me forward faster than I think I could make my hips move on their own. When I come this time, I can tell that he is going to follow me over.
The way that he is moving me keeps my orgasm dragging out until he empties himself. I lay down on his chest and work on catching my breath, which isn’t easy.
Pyro runs his fingers up and down my spine, my body shuttering because all of my nerves are on edge. I focus on breathing in when his fingers come up and out when they go back down, it does a lot to help me get myself back to normal. My body is still pulsing around his but I make no move to get off of him or pull him out of me, we might have laid like that forever.
13
Scar
The clubhouse is full even though it’s the middle of the week, but that’s probably because more of the men have been staying on the compound lately. I didn’t have a formal reason for coming back to the clubhouse, most of the correspondence that we have about the ASG is done over the phone, but after Finley told us that her father knows about us, I thought it might be worth having a conversation with him in person. He had made some comments that made it seem like he knew something, but he hadn’t said anything outright, now that he has I think maybe we should talk.
“Scar, you seem to be lonely,” Haley slides another beer my way, I wasn’t planning on having another one, so I ignore it at first.
“I’m not.” The beer is open so I might as well drink it, but I will leave it where it is until she walks away. She doesn’t take my tone with my words though and pushes forward with whatever stupid thought she had when she came over here.
“I only meant that Pyro and Bell are usually with you, why are you sitting at the bar alone?”
“Pyro and Bell are out on an assignment for the club,” I start to walk away but I get the idea that she would just follow me and I don’t have anywhere else to be right now.
“In that case, would you like some company for the night? You have been away a lot lately, I’m sure you could use a… release.” I have never been so sick and tired of one woman’s inability to take no as an answer.
You would have thought that after her best friend got kicked out, she should stop being such a fucking nuisance. There are plenty of men in this club that give her attention, she can’t be that damn desperate for mine.
Sleeping with club hang-arounds used to be enough and give me a sense of satisfaction but it was never Haley. She might be a favorite of most of the brothers, but I have always found her to be more annoying than it is worth. Even before Finley, I couldn’t stand her, once I started hanging around Finley more and listening to her talk about her in a different light, I realized just how terrible she is.
She is kind of pretty, but she ain’t got nothing on Fin, and that fucking voice is terrible. Sometimes I wish that someone would kick her ass and make her leave but she is the type of person that would hang around anyways and it might make her voice worse if her nose has been broken.
“No.” It’s short and gruff and has no emotion but the fall of her face shows she got the damn point, for now.
Tough claps me on the shoulder and takes the stool next to me, “I heard you were back. How’s the city been treating you,” I slide the second beer that Haley brought me over to him and turn around, leaning back onto the bar.
“It’s not bad, but we don’t do much other than stalk the campus like monsters hiding in the shadows,” there are a lot of things to do in the city, but we don’t do much other than keeping an eye on Finley. If I am going to take the time to see any of the city then I want it to be with her and until this week she was pretending that we didn’t exist, and it’s hard to make plans with someone that doesn’t know you are nearby.