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  I wished I’d taken her. I wished I’d emptied myself in her last night, but I wasn’t lying when I said she deserved to be worshipped. I knew that I couldn’t treat her the way I treated the other chicks I banged.

  Well…technically, I hadn’t even banged her yet. I knew that if I did, this feeling would get worse. I’d want her all the time. Kaya was an addiction and I couldn’t get rid of it easily.

  Dash interrupted my thoughts of Kaya by saying my name repeatedly.

  “You all right, man?” he asked, and I nodded like I had no idea what he was talking about.

  Chapter 16

  Kaya

  The next day felt like the slowest day of my life. It was like I couldn’t find anything to occupy myself with while I waited for Oz to make an appearance.

  I didn’t even know what I was waiting for him to do. It wasn’t like he’d promised me he’d stop by the diner, or that I’d see him today…or even any time soon. All he said was that he’d see me around. That could mean anything. That could mean he might simply smile at me from across the road if we happened to see each other.

  My only hope was that inner gut feeling of knowing he wanted me too.

  Since Gus was the only other example I had to go by, I also didn’t know why Oz hadn’t utilized the opportunity last night to ‘seal the deal’. I was worried that I wasn’t good. That I hadn’t turned him on enough. Maybe he was accustomed to a different kind of girl in bed, which was why he’d put a stop to the night too early.

  I was worried and anxious, and the more time passed and I didn’t see a sign of Oz, the more desperate I was for answers.

  I arrived early at the diner because I couldn’t sleep after he left my apartment. I tried to put on my usual friendly smiles for the customers and be as polite and sweet to them as before—but nothing felt the same anymore. I couldn’t help but hope and wish that it was Oz who walked into the diner, and not the regulars sitting at their usual booths.

  My heart was just not in it today, and I could sense that the others could tell. Not only the other waitresses I worked with, but also the regulars. I had a feeling this was going to affect my tips today, but even that didn’t seem to bother me.

  All I could do was worry that last night was my only chance with Oz and now the best experience of my life was over.

  Finally my lunch break, and I was relieved to have that half an hour to myself. Putting away my apron, I hurried out through the back of the diner to the alleyway. But Melody followed me out soon.

  She hadn’t commented on my half-heartedness yet, but I knew she would say something soon.

  “You forgot to get yourself some food, hun,” she said, coming out to meet me with two sandwiches from the kitchen.

  “Oh, yeah!” I added a nervous chuckle, which did nothing to convince her.

  Melody leaned against the wall, while I focused on taking one small bite of my sandwich. I wasn’t hungry. It was like ever since I’d met Oz, I didn’t have an appetite at all.

  “So…are you going to tell me what’s going on with you?” she asked and I gulped.

  “That obvious, huh?” I said and Melody rolled her eyes.

  “Well, you couldn’t make it more obvious if you drew a sad face on your forehead and walked around with it all day.”

  I shook my head.

  “I’m not sad. In fact, I have every reason to be happy,” I said and bit down on my lip. Melody furrowed her brows and then she was beaming.

  “You got laid!” she squealed.

  I laughed at her reaction and then tried to shush her because she’d been too loud.

  “How? When? With who? Wait…that biker guy?”

  She came closer to me. Both of us had forgotten our sandwiches by now.

  “Yes, it was him last night. He walked me back to my place after I’d closed up here,” I told her.

  Melody was flushed from excitement. I could see she was happy for me.

  “Well, let me tell you, I don’t blame you. If that hunk of sex told me he wanted to walk me home, I’d agree too,” she added with a laugh and I nervously tucked curls behind my ears.

  “So…you did it, huh?”

  “I’m sorry Mel, I know what you said about him and I know you meant well, but I just couldn’t…I don’t know how to describe what I feel about him. It’s just that no other guy has had this effect on me. I couldn’t help but explore it,” I told her.

  Melody was nodding her head. I could see she understood.

  “What do I know, anyway? Maybe I’m wrong about the whole thing. My warning was based on what I hear around the neighborhood. I don’t personally know him or any of the other guys. He could be completely harmless.”

  I smiled at her, blushing now because I knew where this conversation was headed.

  “So…how was it?” she asked, just as I expected.

  I had my hands clasped together. I was nervous again.

  “He only, he only, we just…he made me come,” I said. “With his mouth,” I added.

  Melody’s hand rose up to her mouth as she tried to stifle a gasp.

  “Oh my God! On your first night together? And then what did you do?”

  “He left!”

  She looked confused for the first few moments.

  “He just left?”

  “I’m worried I wasn’t any good, that he’s changed his mind now,” I cried and a smile was slowly spreading on Melody’s face.

  “Are you kidding me? Men will fuck anything. If he did that the first night, it means he wants to savor it. He’ll be back for more. Don’t you worry,” she said and came over to give me a tight hug.

  I hugged her back.

  “Aww hun, this is so sweet. I can see you really like him,” she said and I couldn’t reply to that. Because it was true; I couldn’t hide it from her. I really liked Oz, in a way I couldn’t describe.

  “I’ll keep my fingers and toes crossed for you,” she declared, and I was glad I had Melody to talk to.

  ***

  After my conversation with Melody, I was feeling a lot better. All I really needed, was someone to talk it out with so that I felt less nervous about whether Oz wanted to see me again or not.

  I definitely wasn’t expecting to see him back at the diner today. In fact, I’d geared myself up for not seeing him for several days—till he decided he wanted me again.

  But there he was, just as I walked to the cash register to put in the latest payment from a customer. Oz walked into the diner, making the bell on the door tinkle. Melody was near the door, and the first thing she did was turn to look at me.

  Oz seemed to ignore everything else and he walked straight towards me to the cash register.

  “Hi…” my voice trailed as I stood stock-still, unable to move because I was surprised to see him.

  “What are you doing now?” he asked, coming up to the counter. He looked just as tall and rugged as before. It took my breath away to remember that this man’s mouth was on my pussy less than twenty-four hours ago.

  “Working,” I replied, matter-of-factly.

  “Take a break,” he said and I gulped.

  “I don’t know if I can,” I told him. Before I realized what he was going to do, Oz looked over my shoulder and caught the eye of Lou, the owner of the diner.

  “Kaya is taking a break,” he said to him, loud enough for nearly everyone in the diner to hear. My cheeks flushed red. I couldn’t believe he would do something like this. My fingertips tingled with excitement, and in the next moment, Oz held his hand out towards me.

  Nobody, definitely not Lou—had the guts to stand up to Oz. If he decided I was going to take a break, then that’s what was going to happen.

  I took his hand, and quickly, he started tugging me towards the diner door.

  I caught Melody’s eye and bit down on my lip. She was smiling wide. We were all in disbelief of what was going on.

  Oz led me out of the diner.

  “Where are we going?” I asked him and we kept walking.
We were crossing the road, towards the bar. T-Bone. The place I knew he worked and spent most of his time. Also, the place I’d been too afraid to enter before.

  But we didn’t go in through the front. Oz was leading me towards the back of the bar.

  He kicked a door open with his foot and led me into what looked like a supply closet. He shut the door behind us and switched on a dim bulb.

  “What is going on!” I exclaimed, breathing heavily with excitement.

  “I couldn’t spend one more minute without taking you. I’ve been going fucking mad,” he growled. This was exactly what I’d been dying to hear since last night.

  ***

  Oz pulled down the apron and then fumbled for the buttons on the back of my uniform dress. I was breathless, kissing him, his neck, feeling the rugged strength of his chest.

  He grunted when he couldn’t get my dress off in time, and instead, he whipped me around.

  I was facing the wall now, my breasts heaving while he unbuttoned my dress and slowly started pulling it down my shoulders. We were both in a rush to get naked, but now, he gently kissed my left shoulder and then my right.

  The dress went all the way down to my ankles. He grabbed my butt and squeezed, and then I felt him press up against me. I could feel the weight and pressure of his erect cock. It scared me a little. I’d never been with a cock this big. Even though I hadn’t seen it yet, I could sense how well-endowed he was.

  Oz undid my bra as softly as he’d kissed me. My breasts swung as they released and his hand wound around till he was cupping my right one. He flicked the nipple between his fingers and I craned my head back, resting it on his shoulder.

  I was looking up at the ceiling, at his face, while he pinched and played with my nipple. He leaned over and kissed me then, taking my breast in his hand and squeezing and kneading it like it was dough.

  “Fuck, you’re irresistible, Kaya!” he grunted when he pulled his mouth away.

  With one hand, he continued to play with my exposed breasts and with the other, he was undoing his belt. I heard the rustle of his jeans fall down to the ground. After that when he pressed himself to me again, I felt the full length of his big cock against me.

  He pushed it against my butt and I gasped.

  “I’ll be slow, don’t worry, beautiful,” he whispered in my ear. From teasing my nipples, his hand traveled slowly down my belly, till he started pulling down my panties.

  I didn’t have time to think. I didn’t have time to gawk at how crazy this moment was. That this was actually happening. Oz was going to take me any moment now.

  His fingers found my pussy, while he stood pressed up against me from behind. He kissed me again, while I craned around to reach him. His tongue in my mouth, his fingers in my pussy—it was all too much. I was gasping, moaning and writhing to come. I knew I could come any time. That was the kind of power Oz had on me.

  He stroked my pussy, teased my clit while he kissed me and all the time, I could feel his cock growing, pressed against my butt. I wanted him inside me, I needed to feel him inside me and I could sense he knew just how anxious and desperate I was getting too.

  “Oz…please…” I moaned, and he brought his mouth up close to my ear.

  “What do you want, Kaya?”

  “I want you. Inside me. Now.”

  I was choking on my own desire while I spoke. I felt his hands tighten on my waist as he prepared for the moment. My back was to him, and he slowly started tipping me forward.

  I placed my hands on the wall in front of me. He kept my legs splayed apart. I could feel the heat and strength of his cock coming closer towards me. And then it happened.

  He held me tightly by my waist as he thrust his cock deep into me. I felt it, every inch of him. He was inside me and I felt like I would burst. Just a few inches at first and as promised, Oz slowly started pushing his cock further into me till finally I knew I was full with him. Oz was completely inside me. I could feel him there.

  I moaned and moved my hips. He wrapped his arm around to my front, and I felt his fingers on my clit. He started stroking me while he pounded me from behind. We both grunted and moaned together.

  Oz inside me. His cock slipping and pushing in my sticky juices. He was inside me. In the deepest core of me. It was like there was nothing else except him and me. I could have been there like that forever. My hands on the wall, in anticipation of my release.

  He thrust. In and out and I panted. Until finally, Oz released himself and I felt a rush of his seed enter me. He didn’t stop stroking my clit, and just as he came, I could feel my orgasm coming on as well.

  My body shook. Just like last night, my soul soared, only this time, we were coming together and this time, Oz was inside me.

  It was the most beautiful feeling I experienced and I had no idea how I would ever replace it.

  We moved together, and everything seemed to happen in slow motion, till finally, our orgasms began to simmer and grow soft. Oz grunted, releasing a final burst of his seed inside me and I felt a warmth spreading.

  Then he was beginning to pull his cock out of me.

  I remained standing there in position, with my palms still on the wall. I didn’t want this moment to end. I felt like if Oz pulled his cock out, I would never have this moment back.

  I was still glowing from the after-effects of my orgasm, and when I turned to him—I saw that he was too. Oz stepped away from me, quickly pulling his jeans up and buckling his belt. I pressed my naked back against the cold wall of the room.

  He looked up at me and smiled.

  “Can we figure out a way so you never have to put any clothes on?” he asked and I couldn’t help but laugh at that.

  But I had to put my clothes on, because as much as we wanted—we still had the rest of the day to go and I had a job.

  After I was done putting on my dress and running my fingers through my disheveled hair, Oz pulled me in for another kiss. His tongue slipped in and out of my mouth and I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling of having him inside me again.

  I moaned satisfactorily when he pulled away from me again. He kissed my forehead and as I smiled, he smacked my butt.

  “I’m ready for round two, if you are,” he smirked, and I forcibly wriggled away from me.

  “I have to get back to work…and I’m sure you do too,” I said, arching my brows up. Oz ran a hand through his thick dark hair and shrugged.

  “I don’t have to go right now,” he said, and I crossed my arms over my breasts.

  “But I do!”

  He held up his hands like he needed to defend himself.

  “Okay, okay,” he declared.

  I smiled at him and breathed in deeply.

  “Although I very much enjoyed myself today, you have to promise me you won’t pull a stunt like that again,” I said to him.

  “A stunt like what?”

  “What you did today. Come into my workplace and whisk me away like that. I mean, it was very exciting, but it’s my job…” I scolded him.

  Oz continued to smirk.

  “Trust me, beautiful, nothing’s going to happen to your job. Especially now that they know I’m involved,” he told me.

  I wanted to smile, because this was exciting. He made me feel safe and warm. But I also wanted him to know he had to take this seriously.

  “It doesn’t matter. I just want you to respect my job.”

  Oz pushed his hands into the pockets of his jeans.

  “All right. I understand. I’m sorry.”

  “You don’t have to apologize. It was exciting,” I crooned, and I stepped up towards him again.

  Oz hooked a finger under my chin and kissed the tip of my nose.

  “Well, can I see you again soon? Tonight?” he asked and I nodded.

  The truth was that I wanted to see him all the time.

  Spending even a few minutes away from him was going to be hard for me. I needed him, even though just a few days ago I didn’t even know he existed.

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p; “Good. I’ll wait for you outside the diner tonight, when you’re closing up,” he said.

  Chewing on my lip, I threw him one last look before I opened the door of the storage room and stepped out.

  My whole body was tingling with excitement. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening. Not only had we been together right now, but Oz wanted to see me again. It felt unreal!

  Slowly, dazed and lost in thought—I crossed back over to the diner, where Melody was waiting for me excitedly at the door to spill it all. I couldn’t wait to tell her…Oz and I might have something!

  Chapter 17

  Oz

  This felt fucked up. Even though I didn’t want to admit it to myself—I knew there was something different about me right now. For starters, I knew I had an important task at hand, to figure out what was going on with the Dark Legion, but all I could do was think about Kaya.

  Now that I’d finally taken her, I was addicted. Just like I knew I would be.

  She was so beautiful, her curves fit perfectly in my hands. When I kissed her, she tasted sweet. When I held her in my arms, she was soft. When I thrust my cock inside her, she throbbed tightly, making my head reel.

  But it wasn’t just about how sexy she was, and how I wanted to empty myself inside her over and over again. No. It was more than that.

  I liked to see her blush. I wanted to make her smile.

  More than wanting to undress her and rip off her panties, I wanted to hold her hand and hear her talk. It was some real fucked up shit. I thought I was going crazy.

  After Kaya left to go back to work, I went into the bar and found some of the MC scattered around the place. There was always someone to share a drink with at T-Bone, at any time of the day.

  Some of the guys were having a game of pool and I joined in, but to everyone’s surprise, I kept losing. I was usually the undefeated winner at this place. It was like something was broken. I couldn’t even play a game of pool without fucking it up.

  This morning when I woke up, I had no plans of dragging Kaya out of the diner and fucking her. In fact, I wanted to keep my distance from her for a few days. At least till this bullshit with the Dark Legion was sorted out.