Tank (The Bad Disciples MC Book 3) Page 7

  Then, while I stared up at him, waiting for him to do something to me, he leaned his face towards me and pulled my mouth into his, claiming me abruptly. I gasped as our tongues crashed together, but Tank was the forceful one, pushing his tongue into my mouth. Tasting me, exploring every inch with hunger.

  He was using the strength of his body to push me towards the wall, till my back was pinned to it. His lips remained clasped to mine, and he grunted with every thrust of his tongue. His hand traveled down my breasts again, down my belly, till he was roughly pushing aside my panties.

  I pulled my mouth away from his for breath when his fingers met my wet folds. He lightly slapped it and then rubbed my pussy again, and I pinned myself further to the wall. My body was overtaken with desire. I could feel the throbbing ache between my legs where his fingers were teasing me. My clit was swollen, my pussy was dripping its juices, running down the insides of my thighs. Tank didn’t stop touching me there, rubbing my clit roughly with his thumb, while his other fingers played with my wet folds.

  I glared at him, as though begging for more, and a smile lingered on his face. He enjoyed watching me squirm with desire, shudder with arousal. I could feel my nipples pebbled under my dress, aching for his mouth.

  “Tank, please…” I hissed and bit down on my lip, as his fingers continued to tease me. He grew rougher with every second, tormenting my pussy. I wanted more than just his fingers this time.

  “Please what?” he asked, and I gulped, trying to find the right words to say. I knew what I wanted, I’d just never said it to anyone before.

  “You have to tell me what you want,” he growled and slipped a finger into me, which made me gasp.

  “I want you to fuck me,” my voice came out hoarse, and I couldn’t believe I had actually said the words. Tank smiled, pleased with my request and before I knew what was happening, he had slipped his finger out of me and grabbing me by my waist, he had flipped me around.

  My breasts pressed against the wall, as he positioned me the way he wanted to have me. Wrapping one strong arm around my belly, he lifted my body up, making sure that my ass stuck out in the air, directed at him.

  I could feel my knees weakening at the thought of him taking me from behind. He caressed and squeezed my ass and then used his hands on my thighs to spread my legs apart.

  My breasts swung below me, my breathing was harsh and wild. My palms were pressed against the wall for support, and I heard Tank’s belt come off. My arms were covered in goosebumps as I waited for the moment.

  He was tugging my tight dress up my ass now, settling it around my hips. All it took him was one quick motion, to rip my panties off and I felt it sliding down my legs to the ground. I was completely exposed to him now. Bare ass and pussy dripping wet, inviting him in.

  He touched me there again, sliding his fingers up and down my throbbing slit before I heard the sound of his jeans drop to the floor.

  Tank grunted as he placed his hands on my ass, holding me in position.

  “I’ve been waiting to ride you for a long time, Noelle,” he said in a low gruff voice, and I could sense his cock near my ass.

  My breath caught in my throat, and I moaned. My pussy was aching with desire, impatient to have Tank inside me.

  Tank grazed his cock against my slit gently at first, and then he thrust himself in. We both moaned at the same time, as his cock slid in inch by inch inside me. He was bigger than the last guy I’d slept with, and I could feel my muscles clenching and then unclenching as he pushed himself deeper.

  Tank didn’t stop grunting as he slid in, slowly at first till he plowed himself in for the last few inches. My body was pushed forward, my breasts crashed against the wall, and he slid himself out again.

  “So fucking tight,” I heard him mumble under his breath, and then he thrust himself in again. This time I was better prepared for him. I could feel the walls of my pussy relax as he fit himself in. Deeper and deeper, stroking that spot inside me that was going to make me come.

  He picked up a quick, forceful motion, thrusting himself in and pulling out quickly, his balls slapped against my ass, and he didn’t stop. I moaned and bit down on my lip, sensing my body covered with beads of perspiration as I was being pushed over the edge of an orgasm.

  “Come for me, beautiful,” he said, in a hoarse voice as he kept pushing into me; towards a quick rhythmic motion that lulled me into a dream state. I was quivering with the ache building up inside me, his cock pushed and pushed till I couldn’t hold back any longer.

  “Tank!” I screamed his name, startled…I had never had an orgasm with a cock inside me before, but with him, I was coming hard. I could feel my juices trickling out while he heightened his pace. Thrusting and banging, pushing and pounding, deeper and deeper till I was moaning with pleasure, my body rocking and sweating.

  I heard him growl, like a wild animal as his grip on my ass tightened. His hands pinched my skin as he shuddered and I felt him shoot inside me. My orgasm had begun to calm down as I felt him depositing his seed inside me.

  He dropped himself over me, his chest on my back while he thrust in slower motion, his come jetting into me.

  When he was done, he remained in the same position. Our bodies draped together…till my knees finally buckled and I crashed to the floor. Tank followed me down, falling on me and I laughed. He was laughing too. We were both spent and exhausted and satisfied, and I couldn’t believe how good this felt.

  We were lying on the carpeted floor, trying to catch our breath. My arms were entangled with Tank's, I could see his cock still erect, throbbing and glistening with both our juices. I stared up at his ceiling, trying to figure out what it was about him that made me feel so good. Was it because he was strong? Because of all his muscles? His tattoos? Or was it because being with him was so wrong?

  Tank reached for me, pulling me into his arms so that now my head was resting on his heaving chest. He weaved his fingers into my hair, and I pressed my eyes closed, trying to burn this moment into my memory.

  “Noelle…I would like you to stay the night here with me,” I heard him say and I lifted my head up to look at him.

  “I would like that too,” I said, and we were smiling at each other.

  11

  Tank

  When I woke up the next morning, I realized that we were on my bed. I moved and felt Noelle in my arms. She was still in her dress, and I was in my boxers and t-shirt. Memories of the previous night came flooding back, overwhelming me.

  We were on the floor outside in the living room, exhausted from our orgasms. We had laid like that for a while before I suggested that we get more comfortable in my bed. Noelle had followed me in, and we had crashed down on the bed, our bodies still exhausted.

  Then, she had snuggled up to me, placing her head on my chest and we talked. I couldn’t remember the last time I had felt like talking to someone like this. Not even with my brothers at the MC, and definitely not any woman I had slept with. Noelle was funny and sweet, and she was patient with me. She asked me very few questions about life as part of a Motorcycle Club. Instead, she was more interested in finding out what I liked to cook for myself, what my dream travel destinations were…the kind of things I hadn’t put much thought into before.

  She was pushing me to think about what kind of life I wanted to live, and with someone else maybe those questions would have bothered me, but with her, I wanted to explore those ideas.

  Afterwards, still in each other's arms, Noelle had drifted off to sleep and even though I wanted to undress her, suck on her nipples, and fuck her again…I just lay there, staring at her sleeping peacefully in my arms.

  Now, with the morning light pouring in through the curtains of my bedroom, I turned to Noelle. She was still asleep, her face stretched in a dreamy smile, her dark brown hair ruffled and falling all over her face. Her body rose and fell gently with every breath that she took, and I couldn’t help but reach out and touch her.

  I pushed the hair off her face, a
nd she breathed in deeply and moved.

  I kissed the top of her nose, shocked that I was happy to wake up next to someone in the morning. I hadn’t even bothered bringing women back to my place before, let alone waking up beside them. Everything with Noelle was different.

  I slipped my hands under the covers and found her bulging breasts. I’d been waiting to taste them for so long, that I couldn’t help but allow my fingers to seek out her nipples over her dress. When I found them, my thumbs teased them, coaxing them into attention and Noelle’s eyes flew open.

  She had woken up with a smile, and she wriggled on the bed now, straightening her back as I played with her nipples some more.

  “Morning…” she said, in a soft groggy voice as I adjusted myself over her.

  “You look so beautiful, I couldn’t resist,” I told her as I pulled the neck of her dress down. Her bra-clad breasts popped out, and Noelle giggled. I could see the goosebumps on her arms, as I squeezed her breasts. She moved her hips and moaned, as I started to pull down her bra. Her breasts were propped up by the underwire, exposed to me…her delicious pink nipples pointed up to the ceiling and I could feel my mouth salivating.

  I brought my tongue down, lapping at one nipple in slow, smooth motions. Noelle shuddered and bit down on her lip, arching her back and thrusting her hips towards me. I could see she liked it.

  I brought my mouth down on her other nipple, and instead of licking this one, I sucked. Her nipple slid into my mouth, and I sucked as she arched her hips, even more, meeting my waist. I knew my cock was tenting in my boxers, rubbing against her pussy. I continued sucking on those nipples, till she was moaning and gasping with pleasure.

  Her dress had ridden up, exposing her bare thighs and her pussy to me, and while I sucked on her right nipple, my hand traveled down her belly to her clit. It was swollen and throbbing, and I rubbed it. Noelle gasped again, rotating her hips frantically now.

  I looked up at her, not pulling my mouth away from her breasts, and I saw that her blue eyes were stormy with desire. She was biting down on her lip hard, just seconds away from drawing blood. I smacked my lips away from her nipple and rose up to kiss her.

  She greeted me warmly, kissing me back with force and our bodies were pressed together. I was on top of her, and she was wrapping her legs around my hips, pulling me forcefully down closer to her.

  Her warm throbbing pussy rubbed against my cock, and I could feel myself losing all control. I was seconds away from just thrusting myself inside her.

  Noelle pulled her mouth away from me, panting, and her eyes were heavy and dark. I looked at her as she stared at me, reaching out to weave her fingers through my hair.

  “Tank…will you make love to me?” she asked, in a soft, gentle voice and I felt a tug in my heart. Nobody, I knew used that phrase, I didn’t even know what it meant. I knew only one way to do it…to fuck hard and come, preferably on tits or face.

  I clenched my jaws and kissed her again. If Noelle wanted to be made love to, that was what she was going to get.

  I pulled her dress up, over her head and pushed her bra aside, till she was completely naked underneath me. Her body was curvaceous and juicy, her hips were wide, and her thighs were plump and delicious. I had never seen a more beautiful woman in my life.

  I quickly tugged my t-shirt off and then my boxers, and now for the first time, we were both naked together. Noelle was smiling, her eyes glazed and happy as she stared at me.

  It was strange because, in all my years, I had never felt so completely at loss of what to do. I wanted to give Noelle what she wanted, but I didn’t know how to. I allowed my instinct to take over, and gripping her thighs, I parted her legs and wedged myself between them.

  I propped her legs up so that they were up on my chest, over my shoulders and she reached out to place her hands on my chest.

  “Tank…” she breathed my name as I stroked my cock. Just inches away from her throbbing engorged pussy. She wriggled, and I saw the way her torso moved. Her breasts shook, and I focused on her perfect pink nipples. Yes, I wanted to make love to her too…whatever that meant, I wanted it too.

  My cock was rock-hard and pulsating, angry that it wasn’t getting what it wanted right away. I placed my hands on Noelle's hips and yanked her down the length of the bed, closer to me and my cock grazed against her pussy. Noelle moaned, but her eyes remained open. She wanted to watch, she wanted to see me sliding my cock inside her.

  Clenching my jaw, I slowly drew myself closer to her. I looked down between her legs as my cock parted her folds. Noelle moaned loudly as I slid in, just an inch at first and then deeper and deeper.

  “Yes!” she moaned loudly. I was giving her exactly what she wanted, and nothing made me feel higher on life. I thrust in roughly, and her body jerked up the bed, and she moaned again.

  “Is this what you wanted?” I asked her hoarsely, and she nodded in response. She kept looking at me, with her lips parted slightly and her eyes wide. She watched as I started plowing into her. This time, my rhythm was slow, sliding in inch by inch and pulling out in the same motion.

  My cock throbbed inside her, pushing me to push harder and faster, but I wanted to take my time because I could see how much she was enjoying it. Slowly, I built her up, sliding in deeper with every push, till I knew that the tip of my cock was stroking that spot inside her. That sensitive golden spot that would make her come instantly.

  Her pussy was hot and small, stretching with the width of my cock inside her and with every thrust, her body jerked. My hands gripped her fleshy waist, pulling and pushing her, pinning her down to the bed as I built up speed.

  “Yes, oh my God!” she screamed, and her legs up my chest quaked. I could see her toes curling, and she flailed her arms, grabbing fistfuls of the covers. Noelle stretched herself, arching her back and her neck as she thrust herself upwards towards me. My cock sank in deeper, and I moved my hips while inside her.

  She moaned loudly and opened her mouth wide. She liked that. I did it again. My cock was buried deep inside her, and my balls crashed against her ass as I pushed in.

  “I want us to come together, Tank,” she said, in a low guttural voice and I clenched my jaw. I was going to come any moment now, so I slowed my pace. Softer and slower, my cock kept sliding in and out of her.

  When I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold myself back for long, I found her clit and started rubbing. She moaned and arched her back again, matching the movement of her hips with the rubbing of her clit.

  “Tank! Come inside me!” she screamed, and I felt her body jerk with the onslaught of her orgasm. I released too, grunting and growling as I spilled myself inside her. Our bodies shook and moved. She sprang up, wrapping her arms around my neck as I swayed and thrust inside her. We were joined at the hips, my cock inside her pussy as we both came.

  I grabbed her by her waist, holding her close to me as she bounced on my lap. Up and down as my cock thrust into her. My orgasm was hard, it made me growl, and the veins on my neck pop up. Noelle was like a soft feather in my arms, and she came vigorously too.

  It was only when I had drained all my seed inside her that she finally stopped moving. We were both out of breath, and she was on my lap, her legs spread out around me.

  I wanted to kiss her, so I did. Clasping her lips with mine and pushing my tongue into her mouth. I wanted to taste her after she had just come. She was hot and sweet, and her mouth was sticky, just like her tight pussy was. Was I ever going to get enough of this woman? It didn’t seem like I could. Even though I had just come inside her, I was already thinking about how I was going to take her next. In the shower, on the carpet of the living room, perched on the kitchen island…

  I smacked my lips away from her, and Noelle’s blue eyes were shining bright, but then she shied away from me, dropping her gaze to where my cock was still inside her.

  “I don’t think I’ve said those things to anyone before…about what I wanted you to do to me,” she said, in an embarrassed
soft voice and I pushed the hair away from her face. I kissed the tops of her eyelids and rocked her on my lap.

  I was going to tell her how much I liked it when she said what she wanted… when we both heard the crash. It sounded like glass shattering, and it had come from outside the bedroom. Someone had broken something in the living room.

  Noelle gasped, and I moved quickly, jumping off the bed.

  “What was that? Did something fall?” she asked, reaching for the covers as she pulled it up to her naked breasts. I fumbled in the sheets for my boxers, and I pulled them on. When I looked at Noelle again, I saw that she looked mildly panicked. Of course, she had no reason to feel more than that, she had no idea what was really going on.

  “Stay in here,” I commanded her, as I strode out of the bedroom and went straight into the living room. I had my fists clenched, ready for a punch…aware that my gun was on the kitchen counter where I had left it so that Noelle didn’t see it during the night.

  In the living room, I saw that nobody was in the apartment. Instead, the window was smashed, and there was glass everywhere, shards twinkling on the carpet catching the spilling sunlight.

  With my brows crossed, I ran to the window and looked out to see the trailing smoke of a motorcycle. I didn’t have to actually see the bike to know that it belonged to the Dragon Knights. I cursed under my breath and looked at the carpet, till my eyes fell on the red brick near the legs of the coffee table.

  “Mother fuckers,” I cursed again under my breath and bent down to pick up the brick.

  When I turned it around, I found a note stuck to it with tape.

  We see you