Patience: Biker Romance (The Davis Chapter Book 1) (8 page)

“Alright, alright. Easy does it, Thunder.”

He didn’t look down at me, but his words shot straight to my heart, “Don’t say a word.”

My pulse was as hard as his touch and as powerful as his words. Thunder didn’t give me a second to think. It was hard to imagine that he was going so quickly from fighting to fucking. The entire day had been a whirlwind surrounding Thunder, quickly flying between lust, anger, suspicion, and fear. In that moment, suspicion and fear were gone. He had saved me, and I found it utterly sexy. He was a man; a real man. My mind was back to waking up next to him. My mind was on that throbbing cock that he did nothing to hide from me. I wanted to see that ripped body naked, again.

Thunder pulled me into the bathroom, and I pictured our bodies beneath the steaming water of the shower. I wanted to feel his hands on my body, and I wanted him to use me. I wanted him to take me like I was his prize.

He twisted the knobs on the sink, so that water blasted out. Thunder did the same to the shower head. I grabbed at his waist, ready to tear his shirt up and over his head. Thunder grabbed them and put them at my sides. Instead, he grabbed my shirt.  It was up and over in a second. He tossed it into the hallway. I tried to keep from shaking, but everything was so raw and rough. Thunder’s hands yanked at my belt.  I stood still and let the big man strip me down to nothing.

Once the belt was undone, he brought the zipper of my jeans down. His large, rough hands dragged my jeans and tiny panties down my legs in a quick motion. I couldn’t react; I could only stand and take it all in. I was wet, and there was a yearning and heat between my legs. I needed him, and it was very clear that he needed me.

Thunder threw the rest of my clothes into the hallway. He slammed the door and turned back to me. The veins in his neck were throbbing, and I reached between his legs for something else I knew would be throbbing.

It was there, all right. That big, thick cock that I had woken up to that very morning. I squeezed his member through his jeans and looked up to Thunder’s bright green eyes. When I dragged my nail up his long shaft, I watched him for a reaction. Like the big, stoic man he was, I only saw a twitch in his eyes. That was okay, though, because he let out a beastly throne that I could hear over the rushing water.

My fingers were at his large belt buckle when he grabbed them, again. “We’ll get to that, don’t worry. First we need to talk.”

I knew he was serious, but my desire had taken over. “We can talk naked.” My argument must have been convincing enough, because Thunder released his grip. I tore the belt buckle open and undid his jeans. I reached inside for my prize, pulling another groan from Thunder.

He pulled his shirt off as I wrapped my fingers around his beefy cock. I instantly regretted not fucking him that very morning. He could’ve been carved out of marble, and he was one badass motherfucker.

Thunder struggled to talk as I worked my thumb over the tip of his cock. “I think they’ve got you bugged. That’s why we left your car. It might even be more in-depth than that.”

I stopped immediately and pulled my hand from his sagging jeans. Looking to the sink and shower, I asked, “Is that why you stripped me? You think there’s a listening device in my clothes? That’s what this was all about?”I was nearly screaming at him.

Jesus, Patience, you really aren’t any different.
Just like any other man, Thunder only thought with his cock. I felt like such a fool. I wrapped my arms over my chest and backed against the bathroom door.
 

“Calm down.” Thunder’s voice returned to that cold, commanding tone. It was the same one he had used on the attackers in the diner. “Let’s get one thing straight. I’m going to absolutely wreck you. I’m talking k
nees weak for days
fucking. You understand me?”

My mouth dropped open. I couldn’t imagine hearing anything hotter in my entire life. Thunder’s eyes were locked on me. He was shirtless, and his jeans were down enough that I could see the huge outline of his cock through his boxer briefs. No fantasy could live up to what I was experiencing in that moment.

I had no words. All I could manage to do was nod. Thunder’s masculinity had me speechless. Somehow, though, he managed to take it one step further.

“I’ve wanted to fuck you since the moment you walked into the Watering Hole.”

“Wait.” I cocked my head, “We didn’t have sex last night?”

Thunder shook his head, “What kind of asshole do you think I am? You think I’m the type of guy who watches a girl get her clock cleaned and still plans to rail her? Not this guy. This guy took you home to make sure you didn’t kick the bucket overnight.”

“But we were naked…”

He actually laughed. He was so cocky; I wanted to slap him right in the face. “You stripped down the second we closed the door. About a minute later, you were dead to the world. Metaphorically, of course. As for me? Can’t sleep with clothes on. Never been able to. Sorry to burst your bubble, baby, But this’ll be the first time for you and me.”

I couldn’t stand it anymore. The badass alpha male was also a gentleman with a heart of gold. It’s like Thunder did everything he could to fuck with my mind. “We’ll worry about everything else later.”

The two of us met in the middle of his bathroom, our bodies giving in to our carnal and primal nature. Thunder lifted me up, one hand at the small of my back and the other at my ass. I threw my arms around his neck and pulled his lips to mine. His stubble scratched me in the best way imaginable. Thunder’s tongue separated my lips, forcing its way inside. My body trembled as we kissed.

His large hands on my naked body was almost more than I could take. I bit down on his bottom lip hard, loving the growl he gave. I could feel the low rumblings from his chest. I kissed my way down to the shoulder, my lips tracing the ink beneath his skin.

Without warning, he slid a finger inside of me. I gasped and bit down on his shoulder. I was aching and wet for him, and it felt incredible. Even being stretched slightly felt amazing. I squeezed around him. Thunder worked his finger in and out of me, firing me up even more. I wanted more; I
needed
more.

He slid me down his body, and I took his jeans and briefs down with me. His throbbing member sprang free, but not for long. I took him inside of my mouth, so eager to please. Wrapping my lips around his shaft, I moaned loud enough for him to feel. His knees almost buckled, and I smiled up at him.

“Jesus, fuck.” The bathroom was beginning to steam up as Thunder groaned out his expletives. I moaned again, my tongue making sure every inch of his shaft was wet.

Thunder took over almost instantly. I could feel his hips begin to push forward, and I opened wide to let him in. He was so powerful and so controlling. Not that I wanted him to stop, but I knew he was in charge. After watching him fight, I saw just what kind of man Thunder was.

His hand worked its way into my hair, and he began to pull me into him as he thrust. I loved the feeling of being so beautifully used. I was naked and on my knees in his bathroom, giving him every bit of pleasure that I could. It was his reward for saving my life; it was my reward, too.

Thunder pushed deeper, finding the limits of my desire and my body. I took his entire length and, my nose pressing against his stomach.

“Un-fucking-believable.” His words sounded pained, like the beautiful ecstasy that it was. “I can’t believe how fucking good you are.”

I slid Thunder’s thick cock from my mouth, sucking in a deep breath. “We’re just getting started.” My mouth was watering, and I was so hungry for his fuck.

Thunder had the exact same thing on his mind. He pulled me to my feet and slid open the glass door to the shower. We kissed as he backed me into the hot water. After everything that had happened that day, the shower would have felt incredible even without Thunder.
With
him, though, it was otherworldly.

As the water soaked into my hair, Thunder pressed me against his body. His cock throbbed between us, making me so aware of the burning desire between my legs. As we kissed, I stroked him, so eager for that thickness inside of me.

Thunder’s hands worked down to my ass, once again. He squeezed and massaged my cheeks as the beautifully hot water ran down our bodies. “You’re incredible, Patience.”

I smiled, “Don’t call me Patience.”

He squeezed my ass, “What should I call you, then?”

I laid my head against his chest and felt his heart pounding hard, “I don’t care. You can call me anything. Anything but that.”

Thunder spun me around, and I pushed my hands against the shower wall. He leaned in, his tongue dancing along my earlobe. “How about I call you my little fuck machine?”

I moaned. I’ve never experienced anything so powerful in my life. His words were heaven, but the feeling of his cock at my entrance was transcendent. He waited, probably just to torture me a little longer. Pushing back against the wall, I let him know exactly what I wanted. I wiggled my hips to tease him with my sweetness.

I knew Thunder could be patient, but the two of us were done with patience. He thrust forward, spreading and filling me like it was the very first time. I screamed, and it sounded so much louder echoing off the walls of the shower. Ecstasy washed over me like the warm water. One of his hands reached around and his middle finger found my clit. He used it to pull me backwards and pleasure me at the same time. The screams didn’t stop.

“Oh, yes! Give your little fuck machine that big hard cock.” Thunder had turned me into just that; a little fuck machine. I couldn’t get enough of him, and he was more than willing to deliver.

He thrust into me hard, water splashing in every direction. I held on for dear life as the big, hard biker rammed into me. Every time Thunder filled me, electricity shot through my body. I held on for dear life and cried out in pleasure.

I could feel an orgasm starting to build inside of me. It was coming fast and hard. Fast enough to surprise me. Thunder’s fingers at my clit only made things move quicker.

That pressure was growing inside me, so I felt such loss when Thunder slid his hardness from inside of me. I felt like whining like a little princess, but I didn’t get the chance.

He spun me around again, so I was facing him. Thunder lifted my leg and filled me, once again. I was about to let out another scream, but his mouth muffled any sounds. Our tongues battled as our hips met each other again and again. I could see his eyes straining. I could see that beautiful pain growing on his face. Thunder was getting closer. Seeing that look brought all that pressure and need right back to me. Our orgasms were growing together, ready to unleash upon each other.

I watched as Thunder’s mouth dropped open. I saw his muscles tense up, and it triggered me. The pressure released in one hard instant. As my knees went weak, I threw my arms around Thunder’s hard body. A primal scream escaped from inside of me as I held on for dear life.

His own growls of pleasure mingled with mine as the two of us came together in the shower. Thunder look so sexy and powerful as his body gave in to our most basic desires. I couldn’t get over how much of a man he really was. As my body shuddered, I held on to Thunder with all I had. I felt like I was disappear if I let go of him. He must have felt it, too, because his thick arms held me close.

“Jesus Christ, good job, baby.” His voice sounded low and gravelly, as if the orgasm truly took it out of him. I like thinking that beating up to attackers didn’t do it, but amazing sex with me was enough to wreck him.

After the two of us got done showering, Thunder did the best he could finding me new clothes. I ended up in a vintage Rolling Stones T-shirt and a pair of his boxers. I wanted to check myself out, but he didn’t seem to have a single mirror outside of the bathroom.

“You don’t need a mirror to know you look hot as fuck. I’ll tell you every single time, baby.” God, Thunder just knew how to push my buttons.

His bedroom was worlds better than mine. It was a bachelor pad, sure, but it was comfortable. As I crawled beneath the dark sheets of his king-size bed, a calmness came over me that I hadn’t felt all day. The problems and questions were mounting up, but after the incredible sex with Thunder, I at least had endorphins running through my body.

“Okay, so who are the Devil’s Branch Motorcycle Club, And why are they after me?”

Thunder shook his head as he turned off the light. “No idea why they’re after you. The Devil’s Branch is a biker club that’s been around Davis and Sacramento for decades. It’s clear they’re not happy about the Rising Sons opening a chapter in this area. Why they’re after you is a mystery. I think our best bet is to talk with Trask. If we lay our cards on the table, maybe he know something we don’t.”

He slid beneath the sheets and pressed his large body against my own. It felt so comforting to be the small spoon. His warmth and his muscles surrounded me. It hit me just how tired I was.

I smiled in the dark, “Funny thing about that. I already have a meeting with him tomorrow.”

Thunder kiss the back of my neck and let out a soft groan, “We’ll find out why the Devil’s Branch is after you, and then we’ll find out who you are. Don’t worry, baby.”