Dec's Downfall: (A Brothers of Devil's Comfort Book 5) (Brothers of Devil's Comfort MC) (4 page)

A quick call to my boss, telling him I wouldn’t be back, went smoother than I had anticipated. I understood I could easily be replaced. In the strip, girls are calling out for jobs and nothing remained vacant for long. I was realistic, I was aware I wasn’t indispensable. Next, I tackled Flynn. Flynn had given me that look. The one, which said I was a fool, but he wasn’t going to stop me. Again, I had proven to be dispensable when he moved Grace into my room before I had finished my packing. The only person, who appeared to be upset by my sudden departure, was Grace, and I think that had more to do with our cancelled shopping trip than the loss of my company.

Occasionally, we’d hit traffic, which Dec and Twiggy easily passed, leaving them far behind us. When we were met by stretches of barren land and roads, I would embrace the wind as it occasionally brushed against my flesh. In the scorching heat, the wind managed to cool my skin for a moment or two.

As the miles and time rolled by, I began to fantasize about living this life with Dec. On the back of his bike, we would travel from one end of the country to the other. As the fantasy took me further down a road I wasn’t ready yet to explore, I gave myself a mental shake, and with regret, I drew my head away from the comfort of Dec’s warm back, and drew in deep the air around me.

In the late afternoon Twiggy and Dec pulled into a layby with a vacant table and bench. From their panniers’ they extracted pies and drinks, which they had purchased from a gas station early this morning. As soon as I was free of the helmet, I gave my head a shake. It felt good to feel the strands of my hair whipping around my face and down my back. A sense of euphoria filled my body as I surveyed the empty plains surrounding us. It wouldn’t be long before this barren land is replaced with the lush green and browns of Louisiana.

As Dec passed me my chicken pie and soda, I bestowed a grateful smile towards him. After the long ride, the drink was both cool and refreshing, all thanks to the coolers, which the guys keep in their panniers. After we had finished eating, Twiggy and Yvette went for a walk. As I watched them, I wondered about their story. I knew a little about Yvette’s background, thanks to Ellie’s phone calls, and it would appear that Twiggy has taken the young woman under his wing. As I continued to study them, Dec pushes his knee against mine, drawing my attention back to him. Weakly, I gave him a smile. For the first time, since knowing Dec, I felt shy and awkward in his company.

“You can’t go on ignoring me Ivy.”

“I’m not.”

“Yes, you are, but that’s going to stop now.”

“Dec, I’m returning to Comfort Springs to help look after your father and nothing more.”

As I was speaking to Dec, his hand came up to my face, and he gently brushed the hair away from my mouth and eyes.

“I want you Ivy and I know you want me. It shows in your eyes, the way the brown of your iris disappears as your pupils expand. You devour me with every look you make in my direction. And Ivy, we’re both adults, and single. There’s nothing to stop us.”

Dec’s right, I do want him. I want him to end this dry spell I’m in. Yet there’s so much going against us.

“I’m not for you Dec. I don’t want to be bound or helpless. Your style of sex isn’t for me.”

“You’re wrong Ivy. You are perfect for me. Have you tried it? Have any of your previous lovers, ever bound and gagged you, brought you so close to an orgasm that you would do anything for them for that release.”

As he speaks, Dec leans in close, his mouth against my ear, his voice, just a whisper. A shiver passes through me, and I can feel the beginning of a damp patch on my panties as the pulse in my clit comes to life. This is unfair, Dec is laying siege to my defenses and knocking them down with each touch and whisper he makes. The image of the club skank, who had been chained to Dec’s ceiling the night I went in search of him, comes into my head. Could I, just for one night, let go of my control. Angry with myself for thinking this way, I shake my head and clear the image. Again, I bring the present Dec into focus.

“No Dec. None of my lovers had the need to tie me down.”

Dec’s wicked smile sent another pulse of desire to my already wet pussy.

“I have a play room at Tie me Down Ivy. Would you like to see it?”

As he continues with his slow seduction, his fingers are trailing up my arm, bringing a collection of goose bumps to the surface.

“Give me tonight Ivy, to show you what you are missing.”

Tempted, I was tempted. A quick glance across the lot has me spotting Twiggy and Yvette returning to us. Could I give him one night?

“One night Dec. That’s all.”

What harm was there in one night. I knew what was in the pannier, and Twiggy had already informed us that we would be staying at a motel again tonight.

DCMC

By the time we pull into our motel, we were two thirds of the way through our journey. Tomorrow we would be arriving in Comfort Springs. In its own way, Comfort Springs has become a second home to me and I was looking forward to settling back in, to seeing my friends again.

Unlike the motel of the previous night where we had all slept in one room, tonight Dec had booked two. Twiggy and Yvette were in the room next-door, while, Dec and I had taken this one. As I sat on the bed, I listened to the heavy pelt of the shower water. Images of Dec’s naked body flashed before me.

Surprised by my nervousness, I did a dry swallow and placed my hands underneath my bottom. As I remain sitting on the edge of the bed, my eyes skittered around the room. Although the curtains are drawn, the light from the outside lamps filters through the thin material. The bed was standard size, with an old fashion candlewick eiderdown thrown across it. The room is simple, stark, and plain, yet it is clean.

The click of the bathroom door swiftly brings my gaze towards it. Dec’s red hair is darker than normal due to the wetness and it hung to his shoulders. A pale cream towel is wrapped around his waist, leaving his chest bare, which gave me the opportunity to feast upon the smooth flesh. Unabashedly I devoured every inch of his toned body. I had waited a long time for this moment. Convinced that the day I left Comfort Springs I had lost both the opportunity and will to experience this moment. Slowly I let my eyes drift from the tattoo of the butterfly just above his heart, down to his crotch, which was twitching beneath the cloth.

As I stare at Dec’s twitching cock, I desperately want to reach out and touch his flesh. To know the feel of his satin skin, the texture of his firm cock.

“Ivy.”

Through the moustache and goatee, Dec’s teeth flashed as he smiled at me. This was not a beguiling or seductive smile. This smile was gentle and calming to my tensed nerves. Slowly, Dec left the doorway and came to sit beside me on the bed. His hand, took hold of mine and carefully, almost reverently, he uncurled my clenched fingers.

“Ivy.”

“Yes.”

“Look at me.”

A simple command, given in a calm voice, and I find myself raising my gaze up to Dec’s green eyes. The warmth of his gaze, blazing bright as he devours me.

“Dec?”

“Ivy, let’s talk, okay?”

Instead of answering, I give a small nod of my head, my gaze now firmly focused on my knees.

“First, I’ll not do anything you don’t want Ivy and secondly. And it’s important that you understand this, Ivy, I’m going to worship your body.”

Once more, I nod my head. Now I’m desperate for his kiss. As though he has read my mind, Dec’s lips find mine. It wasn’t the hard contact of flesh against flesh, which I craved. Instead, it was a gentle brush of his lips, barely touching the flesh of my mouth.

When Dec pulls back, I finally give into temptation, and brush my hands over his shoulders, sliding my hands down his chest, to rest at the top of the towel.

When I went to tug at the edges, Dec grabbed my hands and I lifted my head up to his intent gaze.

“No Ivy, like I said we need to talk.”

Talk. Talk was the last thing I wanted. I was about to end a long dry spell. While my mouth opened, only to shut again, Dec rose from the bed and fetched his bag from the chest of drawers. From his bag, he withdrew several strips of cloth, and my heart rate speeded up before dropping to my stomach. I don’t know what was on my face. But whatever was showing caused Dec too gently brush his fingers over my flushed cheeks.

“Shush Ivy; it’s going to be fine.”

“That’s easy for you to say. You’re not the one about to be tied up.”

“Ivy, by the time you cum. You’ll be begging me to do it again.”

Dec’s arrogance causes me to giggle. There are times when he is so sure of himself he is almost conceited.

“You think Dec. Remember; all I’m giving you is one night. It’s all I’m prepared to give you.”

There was that smile again. The one, which went directly to my toes, turning my knees to slush.

“Tonight Ivy, I want you to watch everything I do to your body. This time, there’ll be no blindfold. Neither will I gag you. However, I will bind you to the bed. Now be a good girl and raise your arms.”

I was aware when I agreed to this night with Dec, what I would be letting myself in for. Slowly, I do as Dec bids and raise my arms.

“What if I say no? What if I change my mind?”

“Then I stop. And we talk.”

Dec’s words were muffled as he pulled my top over my head. Shit, I wasn’t sure what I was more excited about. The fact, I was about to be laid, or that it was Dec I was getting down and dirty with.

“You are beautiful Ivy.”

Dec says this in awe, as he runs his hands soothingly over my flesh. His fingers dancing over the top of my tits. As he cups my breasts, he falls to his knees, settling his body between my legs.

“Lift your hips Baby Girl.”

Almost hypnotically, I comply with Dec’s bidding, and find my jeans and panties quickly removed. As I watch Dec throw my clothes to the floor, I come to the realization, he has already removed my bra. Damn the man is quick.

“Lie on the bed Ivy.”

I know if I tell Dec, I have changed my mind, he will stop. However, as I pull the bed sheet back, the realization came that I want this. I wanted Dec, and I’m eager for this experiment. Two years of lust and denial surfaced and my pussy was on fire, while my breast became heavy with arousal. With my newfound confidence, I lay on the bed just as Dec instructed.

“Okay Ivy, spread your legs and hold on to the headboard.”

Whilst Dec is talking to me, he begins to explain what he is going to do. It doesn’t take Dec long to secure my wrists and ankles to the posts of the bed. When I gave a tug on the cloth strips, I discover there’s plenty of give, and I was able to yank on them.

“This is nothing Ivy. Tonight, I’ll be easy on you, okay?”

“Fine.”

The goose bumps on my flesh are becoming rampant, especially when Dec gently brushes the tips of his fingers over my stomach, causing me to breathe in, while I attempt to close my legs, from the heavy pounding of the pulse at my pussy. I yearned to reach out and touch Dec. To run my hands over his body. However, the ropes, which have me bound to the bed, are preventing me.

“Kiss me Dec.”

I’m not asking, I’m already begging for his touch. If I was unable to touch him with my fingers, then I could touch him with my lips. The kiss when it finally came started slow. Soft flesh against soft flesh. However, I craved more. I yearned to taste Dec. Starved for the taste of Dec; I opened my mouth and locked onto his lips, thrusting my tongue into the cavern of his mouth. Soon our tongues were dueling for power and dominance. The deeper the kiss became, I began to thrust my hips into the air. I hungered for the pulse at my clit to be put at ease, out of its torment.

Gradually Dec broke the kiss and I felt bereft without his touch. At the loss of Dec’s embrace, I opened my eyes to find him standing over me. His face became glazed as his eyes swept down the length of my body.

At the warm caress of his gaze, I shifted my body, lifting my hips up once more. This brought a groan from the biker.

“Ivy, you need a safe word. Not that I expect you to use it tonight, but you still need one.”

I was aware what a safe word was. Okay, after the night I had come across Dec and the whore, and intrigued by what I had seen, when I had gone home to do some research.

My lips were becoming dry with anticipation at what the night was going to bring me. With my tongue, I wet my lips, while searching my brain for a safe word. After discarding several, I finally settled upon one.

“Pumpkin.”

I hated pumpkins, the taste and the smell of the orange things, was enough to turn my stomach. This made the perfect choice for me.

“Okay, Pumpkin it is. Only use the word if you are unhappy with our play. Now think of another safe word. This time, you use the word only if you want our games to end. There’ll be no turning back if you use your safe word. We stop what we are doing. Do you understand?
”

Unable to answer due to the dryness of my throat, I nod my head. This time the safe word I plan to use comes easily to me.

“Unicorn.”

Dec’s chuckle sends another shot of desire smashing through my body, and I feel the cream in my pussy as it begins to gather. Damn, it’ll not be long before I’m ready to cum. Which is unusual for me. Normally it takes plenty of foreplay and a little fantasy in my head. Yet, with Dec, I’m nearly ready to explode just from the look he is giving me.