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  I cried out his name repeatedly, reaching for the hair on top of his head to hold. He handled me roughly, not giving me a moment to breathe and I liked it. His tongue slid in and out of my pussy, while his fingers tugged at my nipples.

  I could feel the pressure mounting up inside me. I wasn't going to be able to hold on for very long. His tongue was in me, deep in me and he moved it around before slipping it out and slamming it back into my pussy again.

  I rose my body up, making it easier for his tongue to dive into me. It was like a huge weight was being slowly and slowly lifted off my shoulders. Nothing mattered anymore, other than how good Thorn was capable of making me feel.

  His fingers squeezed my nipples, they had turned from pink to red from the teasing. I moaned and cried out his name, while his tongue lapped against my folds. He licked up my juices and kept stroking with his tongue.

  Then, when he moved his hand away from my nipple and down to my clit, I knew I would burst any moment. He used his thumb to stroke my already engorged clit while his tongue continued to slide in and out of my pussy.

  "Thorn! I'm going to come! Oh my God!" I screamed, and I could feel him smiling. He didn't stop. Instead, his tongue started lapping even harder against my folds. His thumb pushed and pinched and rubbed my clit, and I felt myself burst.

  No orgasm had ever felt like this before. It was a violent release, and I could feel my juices trickling right on to his lips. He didn't stop. His tongue didn't stop stroking my folds till my body finally began to calm.

  "Oh my God, Oh my God…" I continued to murmur. There was a dark hazy film around me. It was like the whole world had stopped still and nothing other than Thorn's tongue in my pussy was moving.

  When he shifted, sliding his tongue out for the last time, I blinked and finally, everything began to fall into place again. My orgasm had subsided, and I was able to breathe normally again.

  Thorn straightened himself up, and I watched as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. There was an amused grin on his face. He should be amused! I thought. He had given me the best orgasm of my life, and I hadn't even seen his cock yet.

  "How are you feeling, princess?" he asked, and he reached for my hair, tenderly stroking it.

  I would have expected him to change his mind by now. Wasn't that what most guys were like? Especially men like Thorn? I thought that he wanted a fuck, and that was all he wanted-I was worried that all the rest had been an act, but he was stroking my hair now. He was still smiling.

  "I guess I feel good," I replied and burst out laughing. There were no words to describe how exactly I was feeling right now.

  "Perfect. That was my aim," he said and got off the couch.

  I could see his cock standing erect in his jeans. He caught me looking, and he cupped his cock like he was trying to get it to calm down.

  "Isn't it your turn now?" I asked him, while my heavy eyelids sagged. Thorn was right, this orgasm was exactly what I needed. It was going to be very easy for me to fall asleep now.

  I blinked my eyes rapidly, trying to keep myself awake. I didn't want to be selfish and just fall asleep after he'd pleasured me.

  It was only when I felt Thorn's arms around me that I realized I had already nodded off. He was lifting me off the couch. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he carried me through to my bedroom. I watched his handsome profile, his sharp straight nose, his strong pointy chin.

  He laid me gently down on my bed, and before he could do anything else, I pulled him down on the bed with me. We both laughed, as I wrapped my arms around his neck again and kissed his cheek.

  "Sleep here with me," I whispered in his ear. He turned to look at me and then kissed my lips tenderly.

  "Whatever you want, princess. Your wish is my command," he said, and I felt a thrill run down my spine as I watched him get into my bed. He was still fully clothed, and I reached for his throbbing hard cock.

  Thorn placed a hand on mine, stopping me from stroking it.

  "You need to sleep, Ensley. You're tired," he said, and we stared at each other. No man had ever been this selfless with me before. Thorn was just full of surprises! Ever since the first moment we'd met, he hadn't failed to astound me with everything he did.

  I laid my head on his chest and closed my eyes.

  "I know I'm safe with you," I murmured, as I felt a wave of sleep taking over my senses. He was right again, there was no way that I had the energy right now for round two.

  I felt his fingers running through my hair, while I allowed sleep to overcome me. It didn't feel like I was with a man who I'd met only a few hours ago. I'd forgotten that I barely even knew this guy.

  Chapter 15

  Thorn

  I woke up with Ensley in my arms. There was sunlight streaming in through the yellow curtains in her bedroom, and I realized that I hadn't slept this peacefully in a long time, not since Enzo and my brothers were taken off to prison.

  She was sleeping peacefully beside me, with her head on her hands and her body turned sideways towards me. I lifted the covers to see my cock erect in my jeans again and her beautifully perfect naked body beside me.

  The previous night had been all about her. I had been so desperate to make her feel better, for her to feel safe and forget about her ex; that I made sure that she had an explosive orgasm and fell asleep right after that.

  Now, however, when my body was fully charged; I wanted her again, and this time I wasn't going to let her off the hook so easily.

  I moved my arms, turning her gently over on her back so that I could feel every curve and inch of her body again. She was soft like butter, her long legs slender and beautiful and I ran my hands up and down their length.

  Ensley's eyes fluttered open, and when she saw me over her, a smile started forming on her face. I bent over her, gently licking her navel and trailing my tongue over her belly, between her breasts and then her neck.

  She mumbled something delicious, I had no idea what but I knew she was ready again, just like I was.

  I took her lips into mine, and this time; our kiss was softer. She parted her mouth so my tongue could slide in quickly and taste her sweetness. My hands found her bare breasts again, and I squeezed her nipples, pinching them and tugging them to attention.

  She arched her body so that her hips knocked against mine and she rubbed her bare pussy against my crotch. She could feel the throbbing in my pants. My cock was hard and ready for her.

  When I pulled my mouth away from her, I saw Ensley smiling again.

  "I want to make you feel good, Thorn. How you made me feel good last night," she murmured, and there was an excited faraway look in her eyes. She looked just as beautiful in the early morning, as she did last night. I couldn't believe I had woken up with this Goddess in my arms.

  She moved up, kissing me again so that I had no choice but to lower myself. I was the one on my back now, and she had positioned herself over me.

  "I can't believe you're still fully dressed. How did you sleep like this?" she asked with a chuckle, and I watched as she started undoing my belt.

  She had no idea. On most nights, when I returned to my apartment drunk out of my mind, I had no time to undress. I crashed on my bed. I'd been going to sleep fully clothed for the past decade. Changing into something more comfortable for the night had just never crossed my mind.

  Ensley took my belt off, after which she started sliding my jeans off too. I could have laid like that, watching her naked body over me all day and I wouldn't have been bored. Her long golden hair fell over her shoulders, and I reached for them. I entwined her hair with both my hands like ropes and I pulled her to myself again.

  She fell on me, and I kissed her, thrusting my tongue deep into her mouth again. She giggled and kissed me back, while she pulled my jacket off with her hands, and then my t-shirt. We had to part so she could pull it off my head and then threw it behind her.

  "I want to look at you," she said and sat up on me, her legs on either side of my body. Ensley w
as running her hands over my chest, my abs, then my shoulders again. It was like she was curious about every fiber and muscle on my body just like I had been curious about hers. Her blue eyes were shining brightly as she looked at me.

  Then she lifted herself up, positioning herself between my legs instead. Her eyes were on my cock. It was standing right up, erect and heavy between my thighs. Was I too big for her? Was that what she was thinking? Maybe she was afraid that I'd hurt her.

  Her mouth parted and I could see her starting to breathe hard. Something told me that she was happy with what she saw.

  "Show me what you can do with that mouth of yours," I growled. I was growing impatient. I needed to be inside her in some way. Ensley met my eyes, for a second, I thought I detected a flash of nervousness again and then she reached for my cock.

  Her hands, small and pale, wrapped around my cock and she positioned her mouth right over the tip. My arms were splayed on either side of me on the bed. I was itching to reach out and shove her down over my cock in a jolt. I was ravenous for her. I had waited all night to have her again, and now I couldn't wait anymore.

  "Wow," she breathed, and a soft smile formed on her face before she opened her mouth wider. Her lips were pink and luscious, and her mouth looked too small for me now. I clenched my jaws as she slowly brought her mouth down on me.

  I felt her tiny tongue flick against the top of my cock. I nearly growled out with pleasure. She looked like she was holding a huge lollipop in her hands and she didn't know what to do with it.

  I watched her gulp as she opened her mouth even more, and pushed her head down over my cock. It blew my mind. I hadn't expected it to feel this fucking amazing.

  "Fuck!" I yelled, as I felt my cock rub against her tongue and slide up further till the tip was grazing against the back of her mouth. Ensley almost gagged on my cock and quickly pulled it out of her mouth.

  "I didn't tell you to stop," I hissed. I was beyond politeness now. I needed that mouth on my cock, and there was no backing out now. She opened her mouth again, her eyes were watery, but she stuck her tongue out.

  Suddenly, like a pro, she ran her tongue along the length of my cock and then popped the top right into her mouth.

  "Good girl," I groaned and straightened myself up so that I was sitting up on the bed now. Ensley was between my legs, her bare bubble ass was sticking out as she started sucking my cock.

  I grabbed the top of her head to keep her in position as she sucked on me. I could feel it going deep down her throat, and she pulled it out. There was friction with her tongue and her mouth filled with my length.

  I was wrong in thinking that she wouldn't be able to handle it. Her sweet mouth was just the right size, and she stuffed it with my cock, in and out till I knew I was going to lose control.

  I twined her hair around my fingers, growling and grunting with every suck she gave my cock. Ensley was moaning too, and I could feel my cock throbbing and moving in her mouth. She was perfect, her mouth was on fire, dragging me in and then sliding me out. Nothing had felt so good before. She looked like she was enjoying making me lose control.

  Her body moved backward and forwards, and I ran a hand down her back, cupping her left asscheek and giving it a squeeze. Her body was slender and easy to bend, and I rammed my cock harder into her mouth; over and over again, and she moaned louder.

  I held on to her and growled, just as I shot my seed right into her throat. I could feel myself jerking as I emptied into her violently and like a champ, Ensley didn't stop sucking me. I could feel the release take over my body and my eyes rolled back in my head. I was filling her mouth with my cum, and it felt like I was on a high.

  When I was done, I fell right back on the bed. My cock slid out of her mouth and was still erect, throbbing, and the tip was pink with satisfaction.

  I still felt groggy. My body was recovering from the jolt of coming in her mouth. I just needed a few minutes, and then I'd be ready to be inside her again.

  My phone rang loudly in the pocket of my jeans, snapping both of us out of the moment. I reached for it and saw that it was a text from Jamison. They had all assembled for Church at Dirty Harry's.

  "Shit!" I growled, jumping out of bed. I'd forgotten about the text I'd sent out to the group the previous night before I got the call from Ensley.

  "What's going on?" she asked, as I tried to hurriedly dress myself. This was exactly the reason why I didn't like to take all my clothes off. Even to fuck a woman, all I really needed was to pull down my pants!

  "I have to go to the meeting. I'll bring up what we discussed last night," I said, throwing my leather cut haphazardly on my shoulders.

  Immediately I could sense the emerging fear in the room. Ensley was scared again.

  I reached down and held her chin with my fingers.

  "You're going to be fine. He doesn't know where you live. He sent the mail to your publicist didn't he?" I said, remembering that little detail she'd told me the previous night, in the middle of her panic. Ensley nodded her head.

  "Just don't leave the house, don't answer phone calls and I'll be back as soon as I can. I'm going to figure all this out, okay?" I said, and she nodded her head. I looked into her eyes, and I could see the change of expression.

  She seemed to have forgotten all about it when we were together, and now with me leaving; it was back on her mind again. I wished I could just click my fingers and make it all go away. There was nothing more I wanted than to see her feeling relaxed and happy.

  "I'll be fine, don't worry about me. You should go," Ensley said. I kissed her on her forehead before I rushed out of her bedroom. Picking the helmet off the floor, I walked out of her apartment and shut the door behind me.

  I still couldn't believe everything that had happened since the previous evening. I couldn't remember the last time I had fallen asleep with a woman beside me and been happy to see her there the next morning. How had she made such a huge impact in my life, in such a short time?

  I jumped on my bike and rode in the direction of the bar. It was time to convince my brothers to get on board with the new idea.

  ***

  I waited a few moments at the door of Dirty Harry's before I stepped inside. This morning, just like the previous night, had been a mad ride. I hadn't ever woken up before, needing a woman the way I had needed Ensley.

  I was still reeling from the aftereffects of having her mouth on my cock. I could feel her plump lips tightening around the tip of my cock, her small mouth taking the length in. I was so ready to have her again, I had been so close to pulling her back into my arms and sinking my cock into her pussy, but my damn phone had gone off.

  Clenching my jaw, I walked into the bar. It was morning, so the bar was empty. Dave, our bartender, was busy restocking bottles of beer behind the counter and he gave me a mock salute when I walked in. Things had been quiet around here since the night at the port. Usually, even in the morning, there were a few oldies with hangovers still hanging around from the previous night or back early morning to quench their thirsts. Not today though, not these days.

  Our usual clientele, the local regulars apart from the club members who hung out at the bar had started to stay away from Dirty Harry's these days. Nobody wanted any trouble, and the Grim Reapers were trouble now.

  Dave tipped his head backward, indicating the crew was already inside the office. I walked in, my head still fuzzy with thoughts of Ensley and I found the boys waiting for me. I had never been late to Church before, but I was the President now, so none of them dared to ask me where I'd been.

  I tried to push thoughts of Ensley out of my head. She was nothing more than a beautiful woman with a beautiful laugh. I tried to convince myself that there was nothing special about her, other than a smashing body and a tight pussy, but I was failing miserably at it. I could already feel myself falling for her, and this was going to turn out to be a disaster.

  The guys stood up when I walked in. These were men who were brothers to me. We rode togethe
r, we fought together, and we drank together but ever since Enzo went to prison and I was the new President, their attitude towards me had changed a little. They wanted to make sure that they were always respectful of me. I didn't want that kind of formality, but if Enzo were here, he would have reminded me that it was exactly this respectful attitude I needed, in order to keep everyone in check. I was now in a position of authority, and I needed to act that way. So, I went along with it.

  "So, ideas. Anybody got any?" I began. I needed to first establish that we didn't have any other choice so that accepting Ensley's offer would seem attractive to everyone.

  Brooks, Jamison, Topher, and Beckett were sitting around the table while I stood at one end of it. They looked at each other, slightly uncomfortably, and I could predict that none of them had thought of anything. They clearly didn't have any new ideas in the past three days, and they were ashamed of it.

  "We're not sure if going legit is the right idea," Beckett spoke up, and I glared at Topher, who was the treasurer. He shifted in his seat and drew in a deep breath. I had backed him into a corner.

  "I hate to admit it, but money-wise, going legit is the best way we can hide our dough while pulling in some more," he said and shrugged his shoulders. The others didn't seem too pleased by that statement, and I caught Brooks shaking his head.

  "Listen up brothers, this is what we need to do. Not just that, but these are Enzo's orders. I know you don't want to go legit, neither do I, but we don't have a choice right now, and Enzo is right," I said. Jamison clapped his hands together like he had suddenly come up with a great idea.

  "What about Dirty Harry's?" he said, echoing the same thoughts I'd been having the previous night.

  "It's already a set-up business, and it would be the perfect front!" he exclaimed, and I gripped the back of the chair in front of me.

  "First of all, it's not a front that we're looking for. We have to genuinely look for a new business. Enzo wants us to stay low, and we can only do that by not getting into any more shit," I said. Jamison shook his head and looked away. I didn't think that it was going to be so hard to convince these guys.