One night when I got back from one of Diamond and Pops’ tests, I was a fucking mess. I never let it show to the brothers, holding it tight never showing weakness. But that shit wears on a man sometimes. Taking another’s life was never easy, even if they fucking deserved it. I remember the night when I got my first taste of my Angel.
Parking my bike, I see Casey still busy at work on one of the engines in the shop. With it being so late, it actually surprises me she is still around and I really don’t want to see her. Every time I did, it’s just a reminder of what I can’t have.
After parking and taking off my lid, I glance over to Casey. Her knee is hoisted on top of the car body while her other foot rests flat on the ground. Her body slowly turned to me as if she could tell I was looking at her. Meeting her eyes, I feel paralyzed. Fuck. Casey smiles that megawatt smile of hers and nods her head up in the air to me.
Nodding back, I know I should walk away. I know I should go find a momma and just get lost in her for a little while. But … Casey is a magnet that I can’t stay away from. She calls to me… And I can’t say no. I don’t want to say no.
Walking over to the garage, Casey moves, turning towards me, setting both feet to the ground. “Hey G.T. How’s it goin’?” My dick pushes painfully against the zipper of my leathers. She did this every fucking time. There is no way of escaping it.
“Fine. You?” I clip a little harsher than I intended to, the frustration within myself rising.
“Here. Trying to get this car up and going. Still haven’t figured out what the hell’s wrong with it.” She says as she turns her beautiful body to the car, staring at the engine. My eyes follow her long back that is covered with the hideous jumpsuit. I knew what was under it though, I’ve been watching it for years and I want it so badly.
“I’m sure you’ll figure it out.” I should turn and walk back to the clubhouse. I should, but don’t.
She turns back around she shrugs her shoulders, “I’ll get it. You doing okay? You seem off?” Her brows crinkle causing her forehead to wrinkle, concern filling her eyes. Boy did that fuck with my head. Shit.
“Rough night. I’ve gotta go.” I say needing to get the hell out of there. I need to get away from her while every fucking bone and muscle in my body was telling me to stay.
A small hand grabs my arm and stops me dead in my tracks. “You know you can talk to me. I’ll listen G.T.” Her sweet words flow through me as I turn to look in her glassy green eyes and something inside of me snaps.
As Casey’s eyes widened, I knew she felt it, whatever in the hell this was, too. I can’t keep doing this. I can’t keep her away. I need her, more than she’ll ever know. With my arm still firmly in her grasp, I reach around her, pulling the hair tie out of her hair as it falls down her back. I thread my fingers through her beautiful blonde hair and search her eyes, hoping and not hoping she will tell me to stop, and when she doesn’t… My lips meet hers in a frenzy, where she gives as good as she gets.
Casey’s arms circle around my neck pulling me closer as one of her hands threads through the back of my hair. Her tugs and pulls felt desperate as if she thought I’d move away from her. But I wasn’t fucking going anywhere. Not this time.
Releasing her hair, my hands instantly land on her round ass pulling her up high, as her legs had no other option but to wrap around my waist. Walking over slowly, I open my eye to find the red button that would close the garage door. Hitting it, the sound of it shutting did not deter Casey one bit, if anything it fueled her. Her hips move in sync with our kisses.
Her tongue entangles with mine as the taste of mint and cherries invade my lips. Walking to the back of the car, I lay her down breaking away from the kiss, instantly feeling the loss. Her breathing comes out in pants as she reaches up to the zipper on her jumper, slowly pulling it down revealing her tight ass black tank top and jeans. She peels the jumper off ever so slowly as she moves, wiggling her body to get it off. When the jumper reaches her feet, her eyes lock with mine. “Wanna help me here biker boy?” She smirks; the confidence in her words makes me regret all of this lost time I could have had with her.
“Boy my ass.” I pull her boots off her body along with the jumper as she lay there fully clothed but completely open to me. This is a fantasy that I slept with nightly and it is lying here ready for the taking. And damn it if I wasn’t going to take.
My hands snake up her jean covered legs as her head falls back onto the car window. My hands slowly make their way up to the buckle of her jeans. My fingers make quick work as I pull her jeans away from her body revealing a small triangle of fabric, pretending to be underwear. A low growl escapes my lips, the inferno in my body losing control. “I can smell you Casey. You want this.”
“Yes” her whisper breathless.
My hands move up her body slipping underneath her tank feeling the soft skin of her stomach. As my hands raise her shirt, my tongue lands below her belly button, licking the path my hands made. Her sweetness mixed with her sweat from working all day causes my heart to beat so fucking fast it may just blow.
Reaching her tits that bounce up and down along with her heavy breathing, I pull one out of the confines of her matching pink bra. In this position, her nipple stands tall waiting for me, but not for long. My lips latch on sucking hard as she cries out my name; her hands reach my head lacing her fingers through my hair.
Pulling away, her whimper made me smile. “Hands above your head and don’t fucking move them.” I order her. Casey’s beautiful eyes widen, her tongue snakes out to lick her bottom lip. Her arms slowly rise above her head, her eyes never leave mine. Something inside of me always screamed that she would instantly obey my commands. I continue my assault on her tits one at a time feeling her body shudder under my touch. I rip her tank off, throwing it to the floor as Casey instantly returns her hands to the exact spot I told her, making me smile. Damn.
“As much as I’d love to play, I can’t right now. I need to be inside you.” At my words, her eyes roll in the back of her head. “On me Casey. Your eyes are always on mine.” Her eyes open instantly and bore into mine. I pull away shredding every piece of clothing I have on my body quickly, her eyes never leaving mine.
Gripping my fully erect cock in my hand, I move slowly up and down just taking in the sight before me, etching every curve of her body into my brain. Casey laying out for me like a perfect dessert ready for the taking. Her arms stretch up and her legs open wide. Reaching her pink panties, I tear one side of the fabric and then the other, warranting a gasp from Casey’s plump lips as I throw the scrap of fabric on top of my clothes. That I’m keeping.
Climbing up her body, my skin sizzles every place she touches mine. I can’t wait a moment longer, my need for her overriding my sanity. I plunge into her wet pussy hard and fast, shaking the car underneath us as she screams loudly. “Fuck baby. You’re so damn tight, wet. Fuck.” Gripping her hips, I pound into her body, never feeling like I’ve reached deep enough inside her. Casey’s eyes threaten to shut, but instantly pop open.