Rocking his hips in a gentle rhythm, my body loosens to his touch.

  “That’s it, open those pretty eyes,” he huskily coaxes, and I obey. Clutching one hand to the top of the headboard, as the other reaches out the caress the side of my breast, eyes on mine. “Feel me, baby.”

  Without warning, Big’s hand roughly palms my entire breast, as he slides his cock from my hole, leaving just the tip inside.

  “You ready?” he carefully asks.

  “Yes,” I whisper, holding his gaze.

  Big devilishly grins just as he thrusts angrily into my pussy. I cry out, eyes widening with the sudden onslaught, but I am silenced when Big’s mouth claims mine in a rough demanding kiss. Jutting his tongue into my mouth, he assaults my pussy at the same devastating rhythm as his tongue tangles with mine. I dig my heels into Big’s firm ass, propelling him brutishly into my wanton core, melding us together as one. My hands and forearms cling to his neck and shoulders, holding tight. My nails bite into his flesh with each powerful thrust that collides erotically with my cervix.

  “Ah,” I moan into our heated kiss.

  Big hungrily swipes his tongue with mine, sucking it into his mouth as he expels a demented growl. The slaps of his balls striking my ass in succession ricochets off the walls, as he ruthlessly pounds my pussy into submission.

  I can’t catch my breath. Another thrust, mangled with our kiss, my body buzzes. I feel his cock inside me everywhere. His hot body atop mine sparks my skin to life. My nipples ache with abandon as they rub his sweat slickened chest. Big’s lips own mine; harshly he nibbles on my bottom lip, growling each time his cock delivers a blow to my body that I see stars, and whimper into his mouth with passion only he can provide. Sliding his cock from my pussy, he inhales deeply before he bucks back in. Over and over he feeds my body, my soul, and my mind with the purest pleasure ever known. I am drawn into the dark side of sinful ecstasy. My pussy pulses around his thick rod. Kicking my heel into his ass, I sway my hips upward, and his cock jabs into my sweet spot.

  “Come,” he growls into my mouth, licking my bottom lip. I taste the metallic tang of blood, but I don’t care.

  “Come.” He hammers back into me, fucking me so perfectly I quake, and then it happens. My body locks up, my nipples harden to beautiful pain.

  “That’s it, baby,” Big whispers hotly into mouth, and I am lost. My climax explodes, ensnaring me in a majestic otherworldly plain of erotic perfection.

  “Arg!!!” I wail, my pussy clenching as hard as a vice around Big’s silk covered steel. Stars burst with colors dancing in my sight. My body quivers, uncontrollably, as I furiously come, holding my strangled breath, and Big keeps on fucking my slick pussy.

  “That’s it.” Big sucks onto my neck, sinking his teeth into my highly sensitive flesh.

  “Arg!” I cry out again, another crescendo of divine heaven sweeping through my body, exploding in blissful ecstasy.

  Big laves his tongue along my neck, stilling his throbbing cock in my spastic core. He lifts off my chest with a dirty, all-knowing grin, single dimple charming as ever.

  “Fuck.” He huffs for breath. “I knew you came hot when I ate that pussy, but shit, Sugar Tits.” He chews his bottom lip, his eyes drifting over my quivering, sated body.

  “Time for my kind of fucking.” He winks, sliding his cock from my pussy, and I groan from its loss. With a sense of sweetness and love, Big helps me sit up. My shoulders ache something fierce from being fucked against a headboard, but I revel in the discomfort. It was worth it. I smile at the thought.

  Pulling me to my knees, Big turns me around so my breasts are flat against the cool wall, the headboard pressed into my stomach.

  “This is going to hurt,”

  Before I get a chance to ask what, Big slams his cock into my pussy from behind.

  “Oh dear God,” I screech in fullness and little pain.

  His hands seize my breasts, his fingers latching themselves onto my hardened nubs. Twisting them in his deft fingers, I wail a pleasure cry, arching my back into his pecks, my head resting back into his shoulder.

  “That’s it, your body responds so well, baby,” Big sensually mutters to the shell of my ear. Releasing one breast he slides one hand downward, over my stomach to my mound, where he feeds a single finger between my lips to my swollen clit. In tiny circles, he draws her from her damp shell, and he flicks her. I jolt, a moan.

  “That’s it,” he utters, nibbling on my earlobe. “You’ve got to come again, soon.” He thrusts forcefully into me from me behind, and I expel a trembling moan as my reply.

  “That’s right, I’m going to come. Your pussy’s too tight, and I can’t last much longer.”

  Those honest words coming from his mouth sends a shiver of delight through me. With his precise finger tugging at my nipple, his other tantalizing my clit, and his cock pounding my pussy like the skilled sex machine he is, I close my eyes and experience the best sex of my entire existence.

  The heat of his damp chest tangles my back as he expertly holds me to him. “Fuck, baby, I can’t… Fuck,” he breathlessly grunts. “You gotta come.” Big sounds desperate, pained even.

  I help him by grabbing my other nipple, and rolling it through my fingers. It shoots a current of white-hot bliss straight to my core. With my other hand, I reach around to grab a hardy palm full of the sexiest ass ever created.

  “Fuck, not the…fuck...” Big moans as his body stills completely, turning to hardened steel. With a quick, singular jerk, his cock bottoms out in my pussy as a ferocious growl roars, and Big sinks his teeth savagely into the crook of my neck. Hot, creamy wetness floods my pussy, pulse after pulse. I feel his cock twitch with each raging release of his seed into my eager core. It’s a feeling I’ve never felt before, only to be defined as transcendent. A feeling marveling all others.

  Nearly a minute passes, and all I can hear is Big’s heavy breaths bathing my neck. He hasn’t moved a single muscle, and I am still buzzing with unleashed desire. I need to come again. My pussy aches with malevolent with greed.

  “Big,” I whisper, breaking the silence.

  His body jolts out of whatever delirium he was cast into and he shakes his head, as if to clear it and gasps.

  “Fuck, babe.” Big’s nose nuzzles my cheek. “That’s going to bruise.” He sounds apologetic. I know he’s speaking about my neck. It burns where his teeth cast into my soft flesh. I am sure it will be one helluva ugly bruise, but worth every bit of the pain and pleasure it evoked.

  I shrug off his unnecessary apology, but he kisses my damaged neck and releases me, dropping to the bed with a glorious sated sigh. I follow suit and drop down next to him, our arms brushing one another’s.

  “I’m sorry,” he mutters after a minute, swiping the sweat from his brow. His breathing returning to some semblance of normal, along with mine.

  “For what?”

  “Not getting you off again. I tried holding out, but I was like a fuckin’ teen. I couldn’t stop from nuttin’ in that pussy. So let me help ya out.” Big rolls onto his side and goes straight to the goods. Two fingers glide effortlessly into my cum-soaked hole.

  “Damn, Sugar Tits, my come bein’ in there is hot as hell.”

  “Well… You’re hot as hell.” I flash him a smirk and naughty wink, and he actually blushes with a shy grin. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. I know it’s not fair that I lead him on with my words. But I’m not really, I’m only being honest. The truth of the matter is, Big is hot as hell.

  Lazily, Big fingers my thoroughly fucked pussy and leans in to take one of my pert nipples into his mouth, sucking on it with strong pulls. Shit, this man is talented!

  I lose myself once more, relishing his touch. And slowly, tortuously, he brings me to three toe-curling climaxes, using his own come to lure me off the cliff into bliss-filled satiation. Finally, I am spent, utterly exhausted, and so is he. Big quickly kisses my cheek and heads to the bathroom. A few minutes later, he returns, and we don’t speak as he curls into me, spooning my backside for us to drift in dream together. Or so he thinks.

  I have been lying here in Big’s bed, pretending to be asleep for hours. It’s been a little over what I would guess is an hour since he’s stopped caressing my side, and his heavy night breathing has set in. As much as I hate to do this, I have to go. I can’t lay here a moment longer in the arms of one of the most amazing men I’ve ever encountered. I knew this moment was going to come. And I know my only choice is to leave or be faced with the constant bombardment of becoming his old lady, and the ridicule from the brothers, whores, and old ladies for not falling in line. I am me. I can’t change that. No matter how deep I’ve realized my feelings are for him. This is in the best interest of everyone, and most of all, for the club. They need their president at his best and that will never happen if I stick around, creating more drama, and discord amongst the brotherhood.

  Scooting down the bed, I carefully climb off and pad my way to the door to gather up my clothes. I know I’ll need more than this when I leave, and I know we are on lockdown. But I don’t care. It’s now or never.

  Slipping on my bottoms, my top, and boots, I quietly unlock the bedroom door and offer myself one more sidelong glance at the best lover I’ve ever had. I’m going to miss you, Big.

  A knot forms in my throat, and my heart hurts as I drink him in. He’s lying flat on his back, chest rising and falling in even breaths. His hair splayed in an adorable mess atop the pillow. It’s been days since he’s last shaven, the coarse stubble lines his strong jaw. That very same stubble erotically scraped every inch of my back tonight. My achy pussy quivers at the thought.

  Steeling my rising emotions, I take in a deep luxuriating breath. Becoming an emotional wreck over this is not an option. I can do this. I will do this.

  Exhaling, I turn away from my heart's desire and tug open the door just enough that I can slip out without allowing the industrial lights in the hall to spill into the room and awaken Big. Helping it close, I wait for the click and then I shuffle my way down the short wall to Big’s office. It’s unlocked, so I see myself inside and flip on the light. It’s late and with the food poisoning floating around I’m certain the party has diminished for the night, leaving me the best chance to escape without discovery. First things first, I need a ride.

  Sitting down at Big’s desk, I call the local cab company who agrees to meet me up the road in ten minutes. Opening up and fishing through Big’s office drawers like a nosy teenager, I find a copy of my apartment key in an envelope labeled Bink’s apartment. Clever. Alongside it, rests a small stack of cash, which should cover the little bit I am leaving behind at Big’s house, along with my cell phone. I’m going to need the money to at least pay for my ride back to my apartment.

  Walking over to Big’s office door, I shut down the light and exit, leaving behind all the memories that I’ve experienced in that room alone. Five minutes later, I’ve escaped out of the back door, inched around the side of the clubhouse and made it to the front gate. Using my key code to open the metal doorway that is along the side. It lets me out without a hitch.

  This is way easier than I thought.

  With my PJ’s, shirt, and boots on, I stroll down the side of the deserted country road in the middle of the night. The gravel crunches under my feet with each step. Owls hoot and crickets chirp, in the forest that encases both sides of this road for miles. About half a mile up, I see the headlights and the sign on the hood of the local cab company. I wave him forward, as his lights shine brightly in my direction, casting a shadow behind me as I walk. The driver takes the hint without delay and pulls up to meet me.

  “You Eva?” the man asks, rolling down his passenger side window.

  “Any other girls going to be calling you this early in the mornin’? From this road?” I tease, offering him a charming smile and wink, before I hop in.

  “No, guess not,” the man says as I climb into the back seat and rattle off my address.

  Ten minutes later, we are pulling into my apartments, and I hand the driver a twenty, telling him to wait for me as I hop out and head straight into my apartment. It feels like ages since I’ve been here. Unlocking the front door, as a strange sense of finality claims me and in a way calms my frazzled nerves. Leaving feels good. A new life, a new start, and some distance from Big. I can still keep in touch with my daddy and brothers, even my Sacred Sisters. I’m not cutting them out completely. I’m merely choosing a different path that I get to decide for myself. One that I am strangely looking forward to. Even though I am going to fiercely miss everyone here. Gunz, Big, and my Scared Sisters most of all. The saddest thing of it all is that I’m not even afraid to move or leave this life behind. I’m more afraid of my life if I do stay and what will become of it. I don’t want to find out.

  It doesn’t take me but twenty minutes, and I’ve got myself two suitcases stuffed full of my clothes, important papers, cash, a few mementos and other basic necessities, like my toothbrush and shampoo.

  Worried that my sneak out might have alerted the brothers, I’m too scared to stay a moment longer. So I grab my computer in its case, my two large suitcases, my leather jacket and I skedaddle. I lock the door as I leave and shove the key under the welcome mat just in case.

  The young cabby, helps shut my luggage into the trunk as I slide into the back seat and I am finally ready to go.

  “Where to?” the man asks, getting behind the wheel.

  Grabbing hold of the cash I have left over from Big’s office I count it. Two hundred and ten bucks.

  “How far can a hundred and fifty bucks take me?”

  The driver appreciatively glances at me in the rearview mirror, paying a little extra attention to my breasts. “For you, hummm…” He pauses, tapping his chin with his pointer finger. I grin. “I’ll take you any place within a three hour radius for a hundred. Pretty girl discount.” He winks, and I blush with a shy smile.

  “Well, what do you suggest? What’s three hours from here and has public transportation?” I need one of those, since I’m not going to have my flashy hog or grocery getter to get me anywhere. They are way too colorful to bring along. I know if I leave them, they will be properly taken care of. And that doesn’t mean I can’t get myself a sleek, understated Harley eventually. I am sure going to miss Black Betty though; we had some kick ass times together.

  “Chicago or Milwaukee, your choice.”

  That’s a no brainer. “Chicago, please.”

  “Alright, then, Chicago it is,” the driver decisively states with a friendly grin in the rearview mirror. I smile right back and slink down into the back seat to get comfortable for the long ride ahead.

  It’s time to move on, to my different, bittersweet life in a new city. I will contact my family once I arrive, and then it’s time to find a new job and a furnished apartment. I just pray I am not making the biggest mistake of my life.

  I’ll see ya next time. Wish me luck.

  Peace.

  Readers,

  I know this is kind of a crazy ending to this crazy story. But I promise this isn’t the actual end. This is when my life changed drastically and found it a good stopping point for this part of my story. As you can imagine, reliving this as I write it has been quite an emotional roller coaster for me. But I am relieved to be able to finally put my life on paper. It’s sort of cathartic.

  Yes, Big and I have always had this strange relationship. I’ve known it forever, but this part was when my life was flipped upside down. Sure, you might think that I am nuts for having left without answers or even sleeping with him after Niki had. But that’s just the way it happened. Sometimes you stand back and think about those times in your life with hindsight and maybe you might have done things differently. There are some I probably would have. As it turns out, everything happens for a reason.

  You’ll have to read the next part of the story to find out what those reasons are. And trust me, you think this part of my story is fucked up? No, it gets worse, way, way, way, worse, before it gets any better.

  Thank you, all you kick ass readers for reliving my life through words. I hope you enjoyed the wild ride.

  Much Love.

  Peace, Bink

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  Coming February 2015

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