KNOW ME (DEFIANT Motorcycle Club)(18)

expecting me to be primly waiting whenever he decided to swing by.
My mood didn’t improve after a long shower.  I asked myself what I’d expected.  I

knew exactly what kind of man Orion was.  After all, how many pining women had my own

father left in his wake as he went on his merry way?
Since my body’s soreness was markedly improved, I decided to take a walk, throwing on

a light dress of Rachel’s and a pair of tennis shoes I’d managed to pick up in

Quartzsite.   I was out by the wash, idly tossing pebbles and thinking about the urban

sociology class I ought to be sitting in, when I heard the unmistakable roar of

motorcycles.
I stayed there, my back turned, listening to the coarse exchanges of the Defiant club

members.  I heard Orion’s low, rumbling laugh and tensed.  The men were walking

between the bar and the house, meaning there was no way they could fail to see me.  But

they only continued straight into the house without any acknowledgement.
The sun rose higher in the sky.  It would be a hot afternoon. I picked up a flat stone

and tried to skip it down the parched wash.  It landed with a thud, startling a gecko

from his hiding place.
I looked over my shoulder at the house.  No one was outside.  I covered the short

distance in less than a minute, growing anxious with every step.  My brief annoyance

with Orion was being replaced by something else.  I wanted to see him.
Casper was heading out as I reached the door.  He leered at me and then winked.  I

couldn’t help but wonder what kind of dirty details Orion had given him.  But I only

greeted him with cool detachment and nodded tersely at the club men whose names I

couldn’t quite sort out yet.
Orion still dripped from a quick shower.  He looked up when I entered the bedroom but

didn’t say anything, casually toweling off as he stood there naked.
I bit my lip and closed the door, noting the way his eyebrows rose.  And then when I

pulled my dress over my head his dick quickly rose as well.  I wasn’t sure how to play

this.  Part of me still felt a little shy over my nudity.
“Put your arms down,” he ordered, approaching me. “Don’t hide yourself.”
“I’m not hiding,” I argued, starting to tremble with my back against the door.
Orion’s hands peeled my panties down and I willingly stepped out of them.  He ran his

thumbs purposely over my skin and sucked in his breath when I boldly stroked his rigid

shaft.
Without pausing Orion slid his thick forefinger inside of me. He smiled when he got

deep.
“Look at that,” he mused, “nothing in the way now.”
It was true.  There was no barrier, no pain.  I rocked against him as he slid another

finger inside.  With his other hand he showed me how to stroke him evenly. 
Suddenly he sank to his knees and boldly pressed his face between my legs.  I gasped

and reared away when his finger was replaced with his tongue.  Orion gripped my hips

firmly and refused to let me go.
The sensation was unbelievable.  The hot reach of his tongue curled inside me and he

plunged in and out.  I felt the steady rise of the coming wave and heard my own noises

of pleasure as I pushed his head into me more firmly.  And then, right when I was on

the verge of melting into rapture, Orion let go.
His grin was full of the devil as he pulled me down to the floor on top of him.  He

opened me around his body and shoved his engorged organ inside with such precision I

came immediately.  I moaned and moved around wildly, needing to squeeze every ounce of

pleasure from the moment.
“Harder,” Orion demanded and I obeyed, quickening my pace and squeezing him in more

deeply.  “Good girl,” he whispered as his large hands covered my breasts.
I wanted desperately to feel him shudder with orgasmic fury underneath me.  Dimly I

recalled that we were failing again to use any sort of protection but the thought only

made me spiral higher.
“Do it,” I told him, kneading his hands into my breasts more forcefully.  “Come

inside of me again.”
Orion’s blue eyes widened and I felt a flicker of triumph as I knew I’d surprised

him.  But Orion Jackson wouldn’t be outdone.  With a mighty heave he toppled me as we

remained joined and before I could process what was happening I was underneath him. 

The thin carpet scratched at my back as Orion pinned my arms overhead and thrust with

all his considerable might.  I couldn’t do anything but be carried along by his whims.

As he bored down I felt his hot release and it was all too much for me.  I screamed my

pleasure again, not caring who the hell heard.
He was still inside me and still had my arms pinned.  His smile was one of grudging

respect.  “You learn fast, Kira” he said, pulling himself out yet not releasing my

arms.  “But I give the f*cking orders.”
I met his eyes.  “If you say so, Orion.”
He chuckled and released me, sitting up and pulling me into his lap.  I rested my head

on his shoulder.  There were things I wanted to say.  That I’d missed him in the day