Page 50 of Taming the Bear
My dick gets harder as she rubs it and I know she’s getting happy about it. She’s standing in front of me and she’s got this mischievous smile on her face like she’s doing this on purpose.
“Are you teasing me, baby?” I murmur to her.
She gives me an innocent look and then drops her hand from my dick. “Who? Me? I would never tease you.”
With the time that I was toweling off, she must have finished washing her hair because she climbs out of the shower and grabs a towel off of the rack above the toilet. My dick is rock hard even though I came so fucking hard minutes ago down her throat and I’m thinking she’s liking this.
I do my best to think of something else. Great. As I think of something else, all of the bull shit with the club comes to mind and my boner dies off. With that, it’s time to get out of the shower.
A lot of the brothers aren’t pleased with the fact that I’m still throwing a party tonight but I don’t give a fuck. We need to have a good time before total anarchy breaks out. I’m not saying that I don’t know that this is going to happen. What I’m say is, we all need to blow off steam. I need to blow off some steam big time and I’m sure others do as well. Plus, I want to show off Chantal.
This is not THE party, this is a party to welcome Half Ball back and for everyone to see that he’s okay. It’s important to put on the illusion that we are whole and I’m hoping that it’s true.
After stepping into some jeans and then putting a henley on, I look over at Chantal putting lotion on her body. Her hands glide up and down her legs and it’s getting me hungry all over again. Her hands reach up and cup her tits to spread the lotion on them and her little nipples harden at the touch.
“You are going to be the death of me,” I murmur and put on my cut.
“Whatever do you mean?” She quips and then reaches over to the side of the bed to grab her bra. I watch as she covers those lush tits up and I adjust myself in my jeans. “You look to be enjoying yourself.”
Knowing that I would totally fuck her again, I figured that right now is as good of time as any to let her know what is happening and what could be happening. Things in the club are going to get rocky and I don’t need the blowback to fall on Chantal.
I walk over to the bed and push aside her computer to sit where she was sitting. Instead of bringing up the club and the problems that could fucking happen, I have a thought that pops in my head. “Baby, uh, we’ve been having sex without a condom…”
She smirks and slides her gorgeous ass into a pair of tighter than fuck jeans. “I’m on the pill. Are you clean?”
Why the fuck is the thought of her on the pill making me angry? I’ve never wanted kids. I’ve never wanted to do the whole married thing and live in a house with 2.5 kids. Never have I considered myself to be a father figure or even a husband. I’ve been wrapped up in club life forever and this has been everything that I wanted. Well, until I met Chantal and now she’s everything that I wanted that I didn’t know that I could want.
The fact that she’s so blunt about asking if I’m clean is enough to make my head swirl. “Uh, yeah. I don’t ever fuck my women raw. You’re the first one that has made me lose control to the point where I forget my own name,” I confess to her.
“Well, I guess that’s a good thing?” She says it like a statement but then changes it to sound like a question.
“It’s a very good thing. Come here.”
She doesn’t balk and I grow impatient from her not listening to me. “Get your ass over here,” I command more forcefully.
“So bossy.”
Chantal comes to stand between my legs and puts her hands on my shoulders. I relish the feeling of her hot skin as it brands mine. Her scent overcomes my nose and I shiver from the fresh scent and the smell of Chantal.
I place my hands on her hips and pull her in closer to me. I know that I need to come clean on a lot of things but I’m worried as fuck that she’s going to think that this is too much for her to put up with. She’s a civilian and has never been around a club like mine. She has no idea what is about to happen with Smokey and now Big Sir’s retaliation.
“We have something, right?” I ask her.
Her wet hair makes the pink of her hair look darker than normal but she looks innocent. I like her looking innocent with just a bra on and a pair of tight jeans that are still unbuttoned. “I don’t know…”
I bring her closer to me and she comes willingly. I know that I haven’t made any promises to her and I’m not about to start doing that but I need her to know that I’m not just using her as a hole. “Baby, you know that you’re not just some hole that I stuff, right?”
“I hope I’m not…” she admits.
“Things are about to get crazy around here and I need to know that you’re going to be here when I get home. I meant it when I said that I like having you in my space. I do. I like sharing my bed with you.”
“What are you saying? You’re still paying me for the job, right? I need that money to pay more on Big Sir. I can’t have him coming clean to my parents what I’m doing.”
I’m quick to reassure her. “Of course. I wouldn’t fucking back out on our deal. I’m not an asshole.”
“So, are you saying that you want to get to know me or something?” She’s really fucking cute when she doesn’t know what to say. I like looking at her all confused.
I shrug and notice that this isn’t going to be something that I’m going to win. It’s time to let it go and let it happen if it’s going to happen. Who knows?
