Chapter 11
I got rid of the insect and went to see what Kat was up to, she was too quiet in there, not even the sound of the keyboard could be heard.
I walked into the room and saw her reading something which she stuffed back in her bag as soon as she saw me.
"Secrets Katarina?"
"Uh...no..um."
Her face was red and she was squirming in her seat, what the hell was she up to now?
"Don't forget to tell Jared that you can't go rock climbing this weekend."
"Why not?" She whined.
Because I don't want you doing anything with anyone else that's why. How very high school of you Lyon.
"Don't question me, you're not doing that shit, don't you think you take enough risks with the bike and the board as it is?"
"I just thought it would be fun."
"We'll do that shit some other time, I got shit to do this weekend so it'll have to wait."
I know that look on her face meant 'and what does that have to do with me', in case she hadn't heard me, or thought I was f*cking around I decided to give her a taste of what she had to look forward to, less she was under the impression that my interest in her was just friendly like, just a boss to his employee.
"Tell me you heard and understood everything I just said to you."
"I heard you..."
"Good, so if you should for some reason go against my wishes and I spank that ass you would know why right?"
Did she just...
I'm in an alternate universe and that's why this is happening to me, or I'm dreaming and I'm about to wake up and the hot as shit Colton Lyon will just be my hot boss and not the guy telling me he was giving me one day to prepare for his dick, or the guy who just made me cum on myself for like the one hundredth time by threatening to spank me.
Yes I'm easy like that, well when it comes to him anyway, he just hits all the right spots, he isn't like anyone else I know or have known.
The way he talks to me, not like a broken bird, but with just the right amount of spice and sweet, it was my dream come true.
I'm not sure when most people figured out their sexuality, but I'd known for quite some time that I was different, that when it comes to relationships I'm looking for the masterful type, someone who would just take me over.
Just thinking about being taken over by this particular man was enough to make me expire, everything about him was perfect, his talk, his walk, his glare, I'm shot.
He'd almost caught me reading my book on Dom, sub, interplay, it was as close to the real thing as I'd ever gotten but it sure did the job until the real thing came along.
Now he's staring because I didn't exactly manage to hide that little tremble and groan when he mentioned spanking.
"Come here Angel."
Shoot, I'm gonna squish my way over there that's for sure. I got up from behind my desk and and went to where he was standing between his office and mine.
He took my hand and led me to his office, my heart picked up its pace and my breath started hitching.
I wasn't quite sure what was coming, but the look in his eyes promised it was going to be good.
"Do you like to be spanked Angel?"
Shit, just like that, right to the point?
I bit my lip as my face heated, I can't answer that, I've never talked about this with anyone before, how can I just blurt out my deepest darkest secrets to him?
What if he was turned off by me, just because he was a tattooed biker didn't mean he would be down with my...kink. I'd been ashamed of my needs for so long, only finding solace in fiction, I didn't know anyone who was into the things that made me burn...
"Answer me sweetheart."
I looked down at my feet as I nodded once.
His finger under my chin pulled my head back up, he studied me for a minute without uttering a word, I must've died a thousand deaths waiting for his judgment.
"That's nothing to be ashamed of baby, if it's what you like then it's what you like, f*ck what anyone else thinks."
His finger became his hand as he held my chin almost forcefully.
"Anyone ever spank you before?"
Uh, if they had I would lie to you after that tone in your voice sir, uh huh, talk about clear and present danger.
"No."
He relaxed his hold only slightly.
"I need to touch you, you're not afraid of me or what I can do to you, you know you'll never suffer at my hands, tell me you know that."
"I know..."
"Good girl."
Oh sweet mercy, his hands were unbuttoning my shirt as he asked me this, my nipples are already hard and what the f*ck is air, and who needs it?
His mouth covers mine as he opens the last button, his tongue is sweet and fat and rough and soft and he's licking the insides of my mouth, stealing the little breath I had left.
He pushed my half bra under my tits and took one of my nipples between his fingers and pulled and something inside me shifted.
"Give me your tongue."
"Uh huh." Yes sir here it is.
I obey as he pushed my skirt up my legs, thank you Carol for suggesting thigh highs and thongs with this skirt.
"F*ck me what are you wearing?"
I guess that was a rhetorical question since he just kept going.
He leaned me back against the desk and stared down at my body with that gleam in his eyes.
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She's wearing white on white, white lace thong, white lace edged thigh high stockings, no garters.
With her legs spread as she reclined on my desk, her skirt bunched up around her waist and those f*ck me heels, I was fighting hard not to f*ck.
I had to bite into my fist to get some control over myself, I can't f*ck her for our first time on my desk, plus we had to set some ground rules. Fast or not, she wasn't going to be cherry for much longer.
"Okay, let's get this shit out of the way, no more games, how old are you?"
"Eighteen." She bit into her lip again and I couldn't help it, my hand went to her flat stomach where I pressed with the flat of my palm before rubbing her outside her panties.
She's responsive as f*ck, which I found out when her body trembled.
"I'm thirty two, is that too old for you?"
She just shook her head no as my fingers crept under the waistband, over her slightly hairy p-ssy and to her *.
I kept my fingers outside as I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked before biting.
She was f*cking hot, I could feel her heat on my hand and couldn't hold out any longer.
I pushed two fingers inside and thrusted them back and forth, getting her even wetter.
Tight as f*ck and sweet mercy I'm about to f*ck her if I don't get control of myself. I took in a breath and tried to calm the f*ck down, there aren't enough f*cking sheep,in the world to count to combat this shit.
My dick was trying to get at her, I could feel him pushing against my zipper like what the f*ck is the hold up.
But first things first.
"Fine, I'm keeping you."
"Huh, what..." How was she not getting this shit, did she think she could let me get this clse to her without consequences.
Not just my hands no her p-ssy, but that whole dance we've been doing for the past two weeks, all the late night calls before bedtime, all my interest in her, did she think I missed all her little signals, I might've been playing it safe for her sake but shirt was done now.
"You're cherry, you're sweet as f*ck, I like the f*ck out of you, you like kink, I'm keeping you."
"What, what does that mean?"
She might me questioning me but her body seemed to like what I was saying, didn't matter, I'd already told her I was coming for what's mine, that should've given her food for thought.
"It means you're mine, it means when we ride you're on the back of my bike, it means when I climb into bed at night your ass better be there."
She didn't have anything to say to that, just dug her nails deeper into my biceps.
"Do you know the difference between making love and f*cking katarina?" She shook her head as her face heated up again.
"I'll try to explain, sometimes I'll be slow and gentle with you, soft kisses, light touches, I'll probably do you in the missionary, but other times I'll want to tie you up, pull your hair and f*ck the shit out of you until your p-ssy gets all red and you cry from exhaustion."
I fingered her p-ssy as I spoke and felt the gush of liquid as she flooded my hand.
My sweet little virgin girl.
"I see you like that, good, I like to f*ck, we'll be doing a lot of that. Later on we'll look into getting some toys for your kink..."
"Eeeekkkk."
She clenched around my fingers and face planted into my chest.
"What?"
She shook her head and kept her face hidden.
"None of that shit, if we're gonna do this we're gonna do it together, I don't know what you're thinking if you don't tell me, so I repeat...what?"
"Toys...kink."
"Oh that, if I'm your man I'm supposed to take care of that shit."
My fingers hadn't stopped moving in and out of her and I could tell from her breathing that she was close again.
"I want to eat you right now but we'll have to save that delight for another day, I'm gonna need a hell of a lot more time than we have right now when I get my mouth in your p-ssy."
Her body was one continual tremble.
"F*ck Angel, again?"
I pulled her to me as her body shook with another massive orgasm.
"Babe, seriously, if you react this way to just my fingers and some words I can't wait to feel you on my cock."
We got cleaned up after I brought her off one last time, we still had work left to do for the day. I had to meet with some guys who were helping me with her shit in Arizona but she don't need to know about that.
Jared and I had spoken and I'd let him in on my plans, we'd decided to just tell the guys the bare minimum, I wasn't about to lie to my men, that was no way to run a crew, but neither did I want to break her confidence, if she wanted others to know, then she'd be the one to tell them, I did want her to get with the other wives for support and shit though, I think she needed that shit.
Mom and Carol were already doing girly shit with her, but mom's a wildcard, she might be more trouble than help since her mind stays stuck on weddings and babies and shit.
She hadn't asked me to divulge any of what I'd learned from Kat so I could only surmise that she'd either learned something from Char and her hocus pocus shit, or she was going against form and keeping her nose out of my shit.
If the last was the case it wouldn't last long, Elena wasn't known for her patience, at least she'd taken an interest in Kat, so now not only did she have her mom who she talked to everyday, but now she had the women in my family and Lord help me, Char.
Most of the wives of the crew were older than her, but they knew how to welcome a little sister to the fold, I'll have to set something up soon.
I left her in the office after stealing one more kiss, her f*cking mouth, magic. She tasted like berries and the innocent way she played her tongue around mine made me want to run away with her somewhere for a week.
I had barely made it to the shop when I heard Jennifer's annoying voice.
The f*ck is wrong with the Rossetti clan today, two of them in one day was a cocktail for trouble, I knew she'd sent her pissant of a brother over here earlier, like he was supposed to scare me, the Rossettis were one of the premier families in the state, old money and lots of it.
The thing was, my family was older and had bucket loads more, whereas the Rossetti siblings thrived on that shit and used it for their evil little games, I could give less than a f*ck.
Money in the bank was all well and good, but if your heart was black as soot it didn't mean shit, I wish I'd known that shit before I'd wet my wick in that asp. Poisonous bitch.
She came strolling into the shop with her designer wear and the overpowering stench of her perfume.
Less is more bitch, didn't anybody ever tell you that?
She bypassed my guys who were giving her the stink eye, they hated her almost as much as I did, seeing as how she'd tried to destroy our crew with her jealousy bull shit.
Looking at her now I wondered what the f*ck I was thinking for those months I'd been in her clutches, thank God I'd seen the light before it was too late.
"Well, well Colton who's the mousy little tart you have keeping office these days?"
I didn't even bother to answer her scuzzy ass, why the f*ck should I, who the f*ck was she to ask?
"I see you still insist on getting dirty with the hired help."
Every last man had his middle finger up before she was finished with her little insult.
I grinned in her face, knowing how much she'd hate that shit, she really thought her shit didn't stink, but I had to keep an eye on her, her vindictive, narcissistic ass could cause trouble and I'd rather she directed that shit at me than my guys.
"What can I do for you Jennifer and make it quick I've got shit to do."
"Did you think you could just throw your little mouse in my face without paying the price, in front of all our friends?"
"Bitch are you off your meds, what the f*ck are you talking about, we've been quits for months..."
"That's just a little blip, everyone knows we belong together, our families are like the leading families in this town who're you going to marry, the sherif's daughter?"
She laughed at her own little joke.
"He's the chief, and it's none of your business. The f*ck!"
She checked out her manicured nails as she lobbed her next volley.
"Let's just say the chief and his daughter might not like the repercussions if she gets in my way..."
I was in the bitch's face before she blinked, her eyes flashed with fear before she hid it again.
Yeah bitch, remember who the f*ck you're talking to.
"Jennifer you go anywhere near her and I'll end you."
"You wouldn't dare, my brother..."
I laughed off her half assed threat.
"You think you've seen the worst of me, you haven't seen shit yet, touch one hair on her f*cking head and you're done."
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