Club Property: Adults Only Motorcycle Club Romance: Roadrunners MC (8 page)

The fire burned brighter between her thighs as Crash gave her exactly what she was begging for and her squeals of delight grew louder as his tongue caressed softly then rasped roughly over her slick skin. The attention of an older, experienced man was every bit as good as she expected, and the fact that she was the center of his world at that moment was a turn on like no other. His touch was driving her crazy with the pleasure of the licking made all the better by the prickle of his rough stubble on the sensitive skin of her thighs.

Her breath spilled out in ever more unruly gasps as she relished every one of Crash’s touches and she heard the sound of him gasping for air when he slid his tongue lower until it was settled at her wet opening. She stopped wriggling around as her muscles tensed in anticipation and knew that he was toying with her as he made her wait. It only added to the hot bliss running through her veins and she couldn’t stop herself begging.

“Please,” she let out in an anguished cry.

He still made her wait for the stiff penetration until her cries became more desperate and his fingers slowly dug in the soft flesh of her thighs before he jabbed his head forward. Carrie’s neck stretched out as the tension rose further and she grabbed hold of the edge of the chest of drawers. Her knuckles whitened as the burning pleasure intensified and she bit her lip to hold in the scream as she reveled in the pure delight of an eager tongue grinding on her slick inner skin.

Crash’s head buried right between her spread open thighs as he tried to plunge his tongue deeper still and his lips were soaked by the gushing wetness of her arousal. Her taste filled his mouth as he whipped his tongue around frantically to make her squirm and writhe. Letting go of his grip on her thighs, he worked his hands under her butt and dug his fingers in her rounded cheeks to drag her towards him as he rasped touches across the velvety skin of her inner depths.

The way she was willingly pushing herself towards him only encouraged him to give her more, and he enjoyed his fill of her luscious, dripping cunt before eventually moving his head away. He was quick to get up and she groaned as his wet mouth pressed on hers in a fierce kiss. It allowed him to hold his erection against her pussy and he saw her glance down between their bodies when their lips parted.

“Not here,” he said and grabbed her hand to drag her down from where she was sitting.

Carrie followed on shaky legs as she was led through to the bedroom. The burning ache between her thighs was growing stronger and she fought to get on top of Crash when they dropped on his bed. She entwined her fingers with his to trap his hands on the mattress and stared down at the man she wanted so badly.

“You’re driving me crazy,” she teased him as she squirmed around to get herself in a position where she was sitting on his steely, pulsing erection.

“You know this is crazy, don’t you?” he told her.

“Uh huh,” she agreed and laughed. “We should stop.”

There was no chance of that happening though and they both knew it. She wriggled and rocked her body to make his stiff shaft settle in the wet groove of her drenched sex then untangled her fingers from his as the desire to stroke his muscular torso was too much to resist. It sent shivers down her spine as she grazed touches across his naked skin.

“I used to watch you stripped to the waist in the mechanics workshop on the army base and dream of doing this,” she told him.

“You were a teenager,” he replied.

“I couldn’t help it,” she confessed. “You just did it for me and still do.”

“Who would have guessed you were such a dirty little pervert?” he teased her.

His hands moved to her hips as she rocked her body to a faster rhythm. The way his hard flesh rubbed on her soft folds of skin was causing the burning ache to become all she could think about.

“I don’t see you complaining now,” she said in a breathless voice.

The slight pain of his grip made her muscles flutter and it added to the growing desire that was beginning to overwhelm her. She resisted the hunger to take him inside her as she continued to trace patterns with her fingertips on his brawny chest, but she could only hold her longing at bay for so long and finally rose to her knees. Crash reached between her thighs, but his hand covered her pussy and she knew he was building the tease by making her wait.

“Come on,” she urged him and shudders ripped through her as the tip of his finger dipped just inside her.

She slapped her hands down on his chest as she lowered herself to take more of his stiff finger, but it only brought on her lust for what she really wanted. Her nails dug in his skin as she rose up and Crash grabbed his erection to hold it in place for her. The tip brushed against her wet entrance as she lowered herself and the shudders grew stronger.

“Fuck,” she let out as years of dreaming ended in one quick thrust of Crash’s hips.

His butt bucked up from the mattress as he fucked inside her and she followed him down when he dropped to the bed. She was rocking her body instantly to make his swollen shaft grind on her silken, slippery skin and her breath rushed out in a long groan as she sat right down on his body to impale herself on his full, throbbing length.

Crash reached out to grope her breasts, and her nipples stiffened to bullet hard as they rubbed against his rough palms. She circled her hips fervently as the fire burned more intensely between her thighs. Her eyes closed as she took herself closer to the relief she wanted, and her hands pressed firmly on his chest as she began to lift and lower her hips. In seconds she was slamming herself down to make his erection plunge deep in her wet cunt. She was gripped by the burning arousal that flourished between her thighs and it made her throw herself to a more frantic onslaught.

The noise of their naked skin coming together became the loudest sound in the room, but she could still hear that Crash’s desperate, gasping breaths matched her own. Her petite frame slammed down on his body as she upped the rhythmic pace of the sex to the point where she was losing control. It left her shaking as the penetration fucked hard in her cunt until the burning bliss carried her all the way to the very cusp of a climax.

Carrie let out an anguished squeal as she drove herself down on Crash’s erection one last time and she froze rigid for a split second before the heat in her center erupted to a shuddering orgasm. The shaking of her body became uncontrollable as the strong, fluttering spasms of her pussy clenched around cock to send her climbing to the very heights of her passion. She was in thrall to the ecstasy ravaging her body and didn’t want it to end. That she was fulfilling a long held desire just made things all the better and she kept her lover’s cock engulfed in her wet, quivering cunt until her body went limp.

He was then quick to roll her off his body and she ended up under him in an instant. She groaned as he spread her thighs to fuck his cock in her pussy, but the sound ended as his lips found hers. The kiss was made all the sexier by the way he was rolling his hips, and she could feel the movement of his erection on her silky inner skin. Her breath rushed out when he raised his head and she lifted her hands to press them on his chest. Their eyes met as he began to gently thrust his hips and she bit her lip as the pleasure returned between her thighs.

She groaned as Crash’s movements became more forceful and he drove himself between her spread open thighs to fuck every last hard inch inside her over and again. Their bodies began to slam together as the uncontrolled lust overcame him and his balls tightened up to his body in preparation as he lost himself to the heat of the moment. His buttocks clenched tightly as he held his release at bay to enjoy the final few strokes of his cock inside tight, wet cunt. Carrie grabbed his head to pull him down to a kiss as the shuddering convulsions of his body brought their very first sexual encounter to an end.

She was trapped in place as the weight of his muscled physique bore down on her and his cock jerked as the flooding gush of hot seed erupted inside her. Her body arched as she tried to squeeze her pussy around the hard, throbbing penetration and milk every last drop from his heavy balls. Crash’s shudders grew stronger as the powerful release peaked before they slowly eased off when he dropped down to try and recover his senses.

Their kiss ended when he rolled to the side and Carrie closed her legs tightly to hold his cum inside her. She snuggled up to him and put her head on his chest. Her hand slid down to his still-erect cock and she held on to it as the power drained away to make it flaccid again.

“Don’t want it now,” she teased him and laughed as she let go.

Her hand came to his chest and she trailed her fingertips on his sweaty skin. He touched a hand on her head and stroked his fingers in her hair.

“It’s only three o’clock,” he commented. “We can’t stay in bed all day.”

“Why not?” she asked. “I can’t think of any better to way to spend an afternoon and evening than naked in bed with you.”

“I’m hungry,” he said and rolled to the side of the bed.

“Get me some food too,” Carrie said with a grin and remained lying where she was.

“Don’t you need to go home or get to college or… do something else?” he jokingly said when he got to his feet and looked down at her.

“Nope,” she replied. “You’re stuck with me, so just get used to it.”

“I’m so lucky,” he went on in a droll tone.

“Yes, you are,” she said. “And if you make me something nice to eat, you might get very, very lucky. I can be a very bad little girl.”

He shook his head and laughed as he walked away. The rest of the day was spent in bed together and the lovemaking continued as the darkness of evening descended to surround them. They eventually lay on the bed as the tiredness of the day washed over them and it was the happiest Carrie could ever remember being.

“We should always be together,” she said.

“Don’t push your luck,” Crash replied.

“I mean it,” Carrie went on in a quiet voice as she cuddled close to him. “You know I’ll give you whatever you want. Don’t you ever think it would be nice to settle down with someone that loves you and have a happy family life?”

“Sometimes,” Crash said. “It was part of the reason why I got married.”

“Sally wasn’t right for you,” Carrie told him. “It’s me that you need and you can have the happy life you want with me.”

“Shh…” he said and stroked her hair. “Don’t get ahead of yourself. Let’s just enjoy what we have right at this moment. We can worry about the future when it rolls around.”

A smile spread across her face as she kept quiet and nuzzled her head on his chest to listen to his easy breathing. Nothing could spoil what they were sharing now they were finally together as a couple.

She was sure of it.

“I’m going to bloody hammer that girl when I get my hands on her,” Samuel let out under his breath.

His day wasn’t going as planned and after so many hours of making calls and putting out the word, he was still waiting for the information he wanted. He’d run out of people to contact, but couldn’t stand being inactive in the house any longer, and the quiet threat to his runaway daughter was made as he opened the door of his car to get in. He slapped his hands on the steering wheel as the annoyance he was experiencing threatened to really come out, but he sucked in a few deep breaths to calm himself down then got the engine running.

The drive to the army base was something he usually enjoyed, but for once the journey just passed him by as his mind focused on more important matters. He didn’t want to believe Carrie would be so foolish and just to give up college on a whim, but couldn’t confess to being totally surprised by her actions. She tended to be ruled more by her heart than her head and was prone to letting her emotions get the better of her.

When he arrived at the base entrance, the guard stepped out of the small gatehouse at the side of the barrier as he approached it and he slowed his car to a stop. He then rolled down the window to show his face.

“Evening, Staff Sergeant Nelson,” the young soldier said in a clipped tone.

Samuel acknowledged the greeting and got his security card from his pocket. It got him access to the base and he waited for the barrier to be raised then put his car in gear to get moving again. He drove to the parking lot and the late hour of the day meant there were plenty of spaces to choose from. Silence surrounded him when he cut the engine and he sat for a few seconds to gather his thoughts.

“Bloody children,” he cursed before making a move to open the door and get out.

The hallways of the main building were largely empty of activity and he only saw a couple of men as he walked in the direction of Major Anderson’s office. He suspected the base commanding officer was his best chance of finding the information he wanted, which was why he made the late evening trip. It probably wasn’t going to get him answers any quicker, but he at least felt like he was doing something positive.

When he got the door, he knocked straight away and heard the call to enter. A smile spread across Major Anderson’s face when he saw who walked in his office, but he waited until Samuel was sitting at the desk before he spoke.

“Sitting at home driving you crazy?” he asked.

“Something like that,” Samuel admitted.

“You should have waited there,” Major Anderson said. “I called you ten minutes ago.”

“You spoke to my wife?” Samuel asked.

Major Anderson nodded his head.

“She told me you were on the way here.”

Samuel knew that a phone call meant there must be some news, but he just stared across the desk and said nothing as he waited for the man opposite to go on. Major Anderson got the hip flask from the top drawer of his desk and poured a couple of shots of whisky then pushed one of the glasses across the wooden surface.

“The details I’m receiving from a couple of ex-army men is that Carl McCallister’s last known address is in San Francisco,” he said.

“I pretty much knew that already,” Samuel replied.

Major Anderson pushed a piece of paper across the desk and Samuel looked down at the address written on it.

“The two men were adamant he lived there,” the commanding officer went on. “But I’d caution you that they hadn’t been in touch with Carl recently and that was supposedly where he lived a good few months ago. Your guess is as good as mine as to whether he is still there, but it’s what I can come up with in a few hours.”

Samuel nodded his head and picked up the glass in front of him to take a drink as he continued to stare at the address.

“It’s a start,” he said when he looked up from the paper.

“It might still be where you can find him,” Major Anderson said. “But like I say, that information is relevant to a few months ago and he might have moved on. It’s the best I can find out, but I can’t guarantee that it’s correct.”

“I understand that,” Samuel replied. “Is there any phone number for him?”

“No,” Major Anderson said. “The people I spoke to didn’t have that information. All I got was the address.”

“OK,” Samuel went on. “I guess it looks like I will have to make a visit then.”

“You’re sure your daughter went to San Francisco?”

“That’s what I’m hearing from one of her college friends,” Samuel replied.

“There’s one more thing you should know and it only came from one of the sources, so it’s uncorroborated,” Major Anderson said.

“What’s that?” Samuel asked.

“The rumor is that Carl McCallister is riding with the Roadrunners,” Major Anderson went on. “They’re a San Francisco biker gang.”

“Shit,” Samuel cursed in a loud voice without thinking, but the man opposite didn’t pull him up for the moment of indiscipline.

“Like I say,” Major Anderson said, “as far as I can make out, it’s nothing more than a rumor.”

“Yeah, but it’s a believable one,” Samuel commented. “It’s the sort of thing I could see McCallister doing. His skill as a mechanic is something that a motorcycle crew could utilize, and it’s not exactly unknown for ex-army men to find their way into that type of organization. The adrenaline rush of being in the armed forces is something that many of them miss in civilian life, and becoming part of a biker gang is a way to get it back.”

“That is true,” Major Anderson conceded.

Samuel lifted the glass to drink the rest of the whisky then picked up the piece of paper in front of him.

“Thanks for your help, sir,” he said as he got to his feet.

“Don’t do anything foolish,” Major Anderson cautioned him.

“I just want my daughter home safe,” Samuel replied.

“How well do you know McCallister?” Major Anderson asked.

“He was under my command for a few years at a couple different bases,” Samuel replied. “He was a good soldier and a good man as far as I was concerned. Definitely one of the most talented and hardworking mechanics I’ve known.”

“How many tours overseas did he do?”

“He was invalided out on his very first tour of Afghanistan,” Samuel answered. “Returned with an injured leg that left him with a permanent limp, although the rehab he went through meant it didn’t impede him too much afterwards.”

“That’s luckier than some,” Major Anderson said.

“Yeah, there were plenty that didn’t make it home at all,” Samuel agreed.

The man opposite him nodded and went on speaking.

“If I hear anything else from my sources, I’ll let you know.”

Samuel lifted the piece of paper to bring the brief conversation to an end and thanked the commanding officer for his help again before walking to the door to leave the office. The drive home was a blur as he pondered what to do. His inclination was to get on the first flight to San Francisco, and that was the thought on his mind when he came to a stop in the driveway of his home. He saw his wife waiting at the door as he got out the car and knew what she was going to say when he walked up to her.

“Major Anderson called,” Kath told him.

“Yeah,” he replied as they walked inside. “He told me when I arrived at the base. I got there around ten minutes after his call.”

“And,” Bella queried, “what did he say?”

Samuel looked to see his older daughter at the kitchen table. He and Kath moved to join her and he got the piece of paper from his pocket when they were all sitting.

“Carl McCallister’s address in San Francisco,” he said when he placed the paper on the table between them. “Well… his last known address I should say.”

“So, you don’t know if he’s still there,” Bella said.

“It’s all we’ve got,” Samuel replied. “Have you spoken to Carrie’s friends today?”

“A couple of hours ago,” Bella told him. “I called Carmen Hopkins and she hasn’t seen Carrie. I didn’t manage to get hold of Darlene, but it would seem my sister hasn’t returned to college yet.”

“I need to go to San Francisco,” Samuel said.

“It’s only been a couple of days,” Bella pointed out. “For all we know she’s on her way back to the college as we speak.”

“We can’t just sit and wait,” Kath said.

“No,” Samuel agreed. “The address wasn’t the only information I was given at the army base. According to one of Major Anderson’s sources, Carl is or has been running with a biker gang called the Roadrunners.”

“That can’t be good news if it’s true,” Bella conceded. “It sounds like Carrie might be getting in over her head.”

“My thoughts exactly,” Samuel commented.

“But you know what she’s like,” Bella warned. “If you fly to San Francisco and steam in heavy handed, you are likely to piss her off and make her all the more determined to be with Carl.”

“Those biker gangs can be dangerous,” Kath pointed out in a concerned voice. “She might find herself getting caught up in something that she can’t cope with.”

“Yeah, you could be right,” Bella said to her mother, but looked at her father after. “You said yourself that Carl was a good guy. I didn’t really get to know him that well, but I can’t imagine he’d get Carrie involved in anything, and that’s assuming that she found him in the first place.”

“It’s around four years since we last saw him,” Samuel pointed out. “We’ve no idea what he’s like now. People can change.”

“I still think you should give her a couple of days more,” Bella insisted. “Carrie isn’t stupid and she learnt enough growing up on army bases to look after herself. If you turn up at that address and they are together, you are just as likely to push her further into his arms than you are to get her to come home or return to college.”

As much as Samuel hated to admit it, he knew Bella was right. Carrie could be stubborn and hard-headed and didn’t take kindly to any interference in her life. Still, the thought of sitting doing nothing was impossible for him to comprehend and he got to his feet.

“What are you going to do?” Kath asked.

“Book a flight to San Francisco,” he replied.

“For when?” Bella asked.

“The day after tomorrow,” he said. “I’ll give her one more day to sort herself out and return to college. If she isn’t there by then… I’m going to San Francisco.”