Shelly strutted into the biker club house like she owned the place. She loved it here now, and it was hard to imagine that she had been working here for almost five months already. She had to laugh, thinking back to those first few days and weeks after she had first started. How intimidated and scared she’d been, like a fish out of water.
No, she thought as she shook her head - there was one day she would always look back on fondly. Her heart, body and mind would meld together experiencing that same wonderful feeling again. That first night she and Tully had made love. The first time he had taken her, right here by the bar. It was a fantasy she would always treasure.
The first time had been passion-filled, frenzied, unexpected. She looked back on it now as making love, but had to admit that at the time it was more like just fucking – but her feelings for Tully had deepened in the intervening months. Back then, she had been drawn in by his physical presence, but she had since learned that there was far more to the man than just a nice body and a big cock.
Shelly smiled, still remembering what he had said to her that night.
Just know that once Tully has you, no one else is going to touch you. You’re mine now.
She hadn’t realized just how truthful that comment was going to be. Now she knew though, that he had meant every word. Shelly was his, and his alone.
Just the way she wanted it.
“Hey there sexy, come sit on my lap.”
A visiting biker in the club interrupted her daydreaming as he tried to grab her ass while she walked by.
Slapping his hand away, she stared daggers at him.
“Don’t touch me; there’s only one man who gets this good stuff. Now I don’t care if you look; hell you can compliment me all you want. But don’t ever try to touch me again, or I’ll set him on you.”
She pointed straight at Tully, looming at the bar with a scowl on his face.
He took the cue and raised himself up to his full 6’ 5” height and the guy looked down at the ground quickly.
“A-apologies ma’am,” he said, barely above a whisper.
Shelly went back to her job. Tully looked at her and simply shook his head, a wry smile on his face.
She really had learned how to handle herself around these guys in the days and weeks after Tully had taken her right here in this very bar. She glanced over at the one table she had been bent over, and her body shuddered at the delightful memory.
“Hey Shell, can you bring me a hamburger and another beer?” came a yell from another one of the guys.
Turning around she quickly spotted him.
“Oh shit Tiny, you don’t need anything to eat. Your wife said you were on a diet anyway!” she said sternly.
All the guys in the bar laughed, staring at Tiny who weighed around 450 pounds and could stand to lose quite a bit of it. He was also married and they knew how fierce his old lady could be.
“She don’t have to know I had it. Plus it’s almost lunch time anyway,” Tiny argued back.
“Tiny, you know damn well it’s only 10:15 in the morning. Now if you don’t stop eating you won’t even be able to ride your motorcycle. Hell we can barely tell when you’re on it now. You swallow it up like an elephant trying to sit on a tricycle.” She looked at him pointedly, hands on hips.
Tiny had the sense this time to not argue back with her. He knew he wasn’t going to win this one. He sat sullenly, nursing his beer.
“I miss the old, meek Shelly,” he said. “She woulda got me my burger and no complaints.”
Shelly laughed.
“Well, she’s gone for good Tiny. You’re just gonna have to learn to live with me!”
Chapter 2
Tully watched Shelly move about the bar. She was spunky and feisty as hell these days.
He smiled. He loved that girl, and he was starting to think that she was the one he wanted to ask to marry him.
Last night he had thought about this for the first time. It had happened when he was driving past a jewelry shop downtown. He had slowed down and looked over at the front window, wondering what type of ring he would buy for Shelly.
He had suddenly stopped cold.
Oh my god, am I really thinking about this?
Never in his life had he allowed another girl to get this close to him, but Shelly had a hold on his heart and things just felt right with her.
That first night he had told her she would always be his, which was exactly how his heart felt that night. But he hadn’t really thought about love in the equation. He had just thought that she was crazy wild in bed, and he’d wanted to make sure she didn’t run off with some other guy.
Now, though, he realized that he had been lying to himself all that time; these feelings had been inside of him from the start of this thing between them. He thought of all the times he had taken her in these months they’d been together, and felt that familiar stirring down below. Damn, just the thought of fucking her was enough to get him going!
Tully had listened smiling when she had stated that only one person got to touch her.
Yep, that’s me. She’s all mine, forever, and I ain’t gonna let anyone else come between us.
She came walking up to him, and he stood up and swallowed her into his arms, planting a welcoming kiss on her lips and hearing her murmur of delight at his touch. He loved her.
He smelled her hair, breathing in her intoxicating scent. Tully wanted to take her home right now and tear her clothes off, but it was the beginning of the day and from the looks of it, it was going to be a busy one.
The only thought that sustained him was the knowledge that later on, he’d get to make love to her. Each time was as good as the first, and damn, he couldn’t wait.
Chapter 3
Shelly hadn’t told Tully how she felt yet, and most likely wouldn’t for now. She knew that a lot of men had commitment problems, especially biker gang leaders who valued their freedom and independence. The fact that Tully had already told her he’d never had a long-term girlfriend in the past made her nervous. He just didn’t seem like the type that would like to settle down.
For that reason, she tried to act like what they had was just a casual thing, and that she didn’t want to hang out every day of the week. The sex was great, and she was happy enough for now. Tully hadn’t made any hints that it was anything more than that to him, either.
That didn’t mean she hadn’t developed deeper feelings for him. Shelly knew that if he ever stopped seeing her she would be devastated. However, those tears would be something she would deal with on her own. It had happened before, and she knew that she was strong enough this time, too.
Even though she was prepared for possible heartbreak, she had added another day to her schedule at the clubhouse. Not only for the money, but so she could have one more day with Tully during the week.
More often than not, they’d end up having sex. Shelly had never met someone that she was so sexually compatible with. He drove her body crazy, and she loved how he wasn’t afraid to take charge. Tully knew all the right spots to send her over the edge, and with time he had only gotten better at it too.
Shelly smiled thinking about him. The times that he wasn’t in the clubhouse, out working or riding or dealing with business, were the times that made her realize just how much she cared for him. The clubhouse was emptier and lonelier without his presence.
One of her favorite things to do when she worked was to look over at him and dream. She would dream about him touching her, kissing her, with a small private smile playing across her lips. She sometimes even dared to dream of them moving in together, growing old together.
But that was all she had right now. Shelly couldn’t let herself tell Tully how she truly felt. It could possibly ruin the whole thing between them. She’d heard enough horror stories of commitment-phobic men, and she didn’t want to scare him away.
Friends had regaled her with stories of telling their man that they cared about him, even loved him, and then the next thing they knew he was gone. She didn’t want to risk that with Tully. He meant too much to her.
Chapter 4
The only thing that bugged Tully about Shelly and their relationship was how she acted with him at times. There were occasions where he could swear she was in love with him, but then she would do something that made him think he was just a fuck buddy to her.
“My God, I love having sex with you,” had been one of her comments. Another that made him wonder had been, “Will you fuck me forever, Tully? Will you always be here to pleasure me?”
There was something about the way she phrased it that made him feel like it was only an act – that she loved to fuck him, but nothing more.
It messed with his mind at times, but then he would think about it in another way; he would enjoy her while he had her. He wanted her long-term, but he wasn’t going to turn into a little puppy-dog, following her around. If she wanted it casual, well, she could have it casual.
These were the times he felt so wishy-washy it almost made him sick. The truth was that when he was feeling like she was the one for him, she would go and do something that would make him question how she truly felt.
He had tried to ask her once what she considered him, but she had been coy and avoided the question.
That had made him a bit mad. However, what could he do? Tell her he loved her? No way. That wasn’t his style.
So he’d turn on a little of the tough guy act at those moments - he would pretend like it didn’t matter to him. That he didn’t want anything more than casual fucking either.
The sex was always hot and passionate, and he didn’t want it to stop. But afterwards, sometimes, he would almost slip and say something to her, tell her how he truly felt in his heart. He didn’t though – he wasn’t going to let down his defenses like that.
Sometimes it seemed like it was getting harder for him to put on this persona. Instead he wanted to be truthful with her, to tell her exactly how he felt.
But he hadn’t been in this position before – there were plenty of girls that hung around the clubhouse, and he could have his pick of any of them. Before Shelly had come along, he had, plenty of times. He was used to that position of power, and he couldn’t relinquish it.
Chapter 5
Shelly was almost done for the night. The place was getting empty and she was ready to go be in Tully’s arms. Some of the guys had tried her patience a bit too much today and she was feeling drained. As fun as the bikers could be, damn they liked to push her boundaries. Shelly had learned to deal with it by now, but it took its toll on long shifts like this one.
Looking up she saw Tully by the bar. He smiled at her, and she smiled back, knowing what was soon to come.
“Almost done?” he rumbled.
“Got some dishes do out back yet,” Shelly sighed as she walked back into the other room.
She wanted to be done, wanted to have his arms wrapped around her, but she took her job seriously and intended to finish all her work before she clocked off.
She worked quickly, lurid thoughts of Tully’s hard body running through her mind as she did so. Once she was finished, she sauntered back into the bar.
“Well how about now?” he queried.
“Just have to wait for the boss to tell me so!” she laughed.
He grinned wickedly.
“Oh in that case you’re done. You’re definitely done, because I wanna get out of here.”
He thought for a moment.
“Say, how’s about we go for a ride? It’s really nice out and there’s a full moon tonight.”
Shelly hadn’t ever been on a bike before, even after all this time working at the clubhouse. The big powerful machines and the speeds at which they could go intimidated her. But the pull of the full moon and Tully was just too much.
“That sounds wonderful.”
He smiled and led her outside to his hog.
“Have you ever been on a bike before?”
Shelly’s face turned red.
“No I haven’t.”
He wrapped a reassuring arm around her shoulders and pulled her in close to him.
“You’ll be safe with me, Shell. Just lean with me when we get to turns, and hold on tight. I won’t let anything bad happen to ya.”
Shelly climbed onto the gleaming chrome machine, and wrapped her arms tightly around Tully’s waist. He glanced around to check she was OK, kissed her lightly on the lips, and then the engine roared into life.
He pulled out of the parking lot, and before long they were cruising along the open road. Shelly was scared at first – scared of the speed and the roar of the engine, but before long she relaxed.
Tully had complete control of the powerful bike, and the wind in her hair felt great. There was a sense of freedom that you just didn’t get in the car. It was just them, the bike, and the open road. She loved the feel of it, and she also loved how her arms were wrapped around Tully, holding on tight.
Her face was buried in between his shoulders, and she could smell his musk, his scent. It sent shivers through her, radiating outwards from her core.
He handled the bike with practiced ease, and it wasn’t long until they were out into the wilderness, nothing but scrubland for miles and miles around.
Tully pulled over to the side of the road and cut the engine. Suddenly there was just silence – only the slight wind, and the soothing warble of the cicadas. The whole scene was lit by the moon, big and bright in the sky.
Wow, why did I wait so long to do this?
Shelly took a deep breath, filling her lungs with the fresh wilderness air. The night was still and warm, and she couldn’t hope for better company. Tully looked back at her.
“Hope you like the view.”
“Oh it’s so beautiful, Tully,” she said. “I wish I’d come out with you before. I was just always so scared of the bikes – they look so dangerous.”
He frowned.
“In the wrong hands, they’re dangerous. You, however, are in the company of an expert. I’d never let anything happen to you, Shelly.”
Tully looked at her, a soft smile on his face.
“And yes, the moon is beautiful, but it pales in comparison to you.”
Shelly’s face turned red at the compliment. She suddenly wanted to tell him everything – how she truly felt, how she wanted this moment to last forever. How she wanted them to be forever.
Why don’t I just tell him? Is it because he’s a biker?
But her preconceived notions about bikers in the beginning had turned out to be wrong. So why couldn’t she be wrong about this?
There was a nagging voice in her head though, yelling at her and warning her.
Don’t say those words. Stop. Just enjoy him for now and worry about the rest later.
She leaned up to kiss him. She’d been waiting for this moment all day, and when their lips touched it was like a current ran through her body. It was so hard to keep her hands off of him when the other guys were in the clubhouse.
“Take me,” she whispered into his ear.
Tully pulled back and looked at her. He looked around at their surroundings and then back at her.
“Here?” he asked finally.
Shelly kissed him again, probing his mouth with her tongue.
“Yes, here. I don’t wanna wait any longer, Tully. I’ve been dreaming about this moment all damn day. I want to feel you inside me, I want you to fuck me.”
She looked at him with eyes heavy-lidded with lust and need.
She heard him moan as they kissed, could feel his hardness rubbing against her stomach.
“I need you.”
Chapter 6
Tully looked at Shelly. He loved this woman. Under the soft light of the moon she looked like an angel. One who was sent down to capture his heart. How had it happened? Why her? He had to wonder these things, but he loved everything she did, how she could take care of herself, how she was a wildcat in the sack, the way that she kissed him. Everything just felt right.
He looked down at her, the moonlight shining on her face perfectly. She had asked him to take her, right here, right now. He wanted to, was desperate to, but he felt like he wanted to say something to her too. Tully really wanted to tell her those three words.
However, he wasn’t sure if she felt the same way. He felt so warm and comfortable with her. When he had first seen the moon reflecting off her eyes and the way they shone, the way her whole being radiated beauty, he knew he was in love. But how could he find the words to describe to her what she looked like? How he truly felt?
Should I just bite the bullet, consequences be damned? Ain’t never gonna be a better moment than this.
But then her kiss pushed all other thoughts from his mind. She had pressed her soft lips to his and began rubbing her body up against him. Suddenly, all thought of talk was gone. His animal instinct won out and soon they were pressed together into a fierce embrace, his hands following the curves of her gorgeous body.
Moving to her nipples he twisted them the way she loved. He heard her moan and felt her writhe and wriggle with pleasure under his touch.
Tully moved down and lifted her skirt up so that he could expose her underwear. Lowering his head he could smell her sex through the thin layer of silk. He inhaled deeply, filling his nostrils with the intoxicating scent of her. It drove him wild.
Running his finger over the material and touching her sex through the silk, he watched as her back arched. It was her sign that she wanted his cock deep inside of her, but first he wanted to taste her.
Pulling her panties down slowly, he took his time. He could see her wiggling, wanting him to go faster. Instead he went even slower, making her wait, drawing out the moment with delicious anticipation.
“Please, Tully,” she whined, desperately moving her pussy towards his face.
Tully laughed deeply. He growled and then lowered his mouth, covering her slick outer lips. Licking her deeply, he could see she was excited. She moved her hips just like she did when they were having sex. She was fucking his tongue right now since he wouldn’t give her his cock.
But he knew that she would cum soon. He knew the perfect way to make her orgasm. He began to trace patterns with his tongue over her wet, throbbing clit. Shelly moaned loudly, grinding herself down on his tongue. Her fingers wound through his hair and held on tight, and soon she arched her back and screamed loudly. Tully loved to make her cum, loved the taste of her. He couldn’t wait to bend her over the bike and take his own pleasure.
Chapter 7
Shelly loved it when he licked her pussy. She wanted his cock so desperately, filling her up, but his tongue knew the perfect spots and the right touch. It didn’t take long before she was screaming out as her climax hit. Grabbing onto his head she held his face in place as she rubbed her pulsing clit all over his stiff tongue.
She stopped and let him lick her and her legs shook as another orgasm spread over her body.
“Oh my God, that’s so fucking good Tully.”
Shelly knew that she wanted this for the rest of her life. She would happily have Tully touch her, lick her, kiss her, fuck her. She stopped for a second thinking nothing more as another orgasm made her mind go blank. Every pleasure center on her body shouted out in excitement.
She grabbed his head and held it in place as she tried to make sure she was finished with her orgasm. He had a way of making her orgasm multiple times, and sometimes Shelly swore she couldn’t see straight after they had sex.
Her body was still rocking up and down as she felt her climax stop and Tully licked her lips and clit one last time. Shelly shuddered and gasped as the last of the tremors shivered through her.
Tully lifted her up easily and brought his mouth down on hers. She could feel the wet juices of her body all over his face, taste it in his kiss. She moaned, savoring his kiss, wanting him to kiss her like that every day for the rest of her life.
‘Please make love to me,” she whispered, her voice shaky and husky.
Tully looked at her, his eyes filled with lust and passion. He pushed his hard cock into her slowly. Even though they had been screwing for months now she was still tight – especially for him, considering his size.
Shelly loved the fact that he could be so gentle with her, but loved it even more when he was rough, when he took what he wanted and fucked her hard and relentless. She moaned and cried out, urging him on, and soon enough he was building up speed, pummeling her body, ramming his rock hard shaft in and out of her tight wetness. She continued to bring her hips up to meet his downward thrusts, and soon they were both on the edge of oblivion.
She let her climax go, screaming out and clawing at his back. Shelly bit down on his neck to stifle the sound of it, and that sent him over the edge. He roared with animal lust, and she sighed in ecstasy as she felt his cock jerk and spasm, pumping his hot cum into her in great spurts.
He stopped and looked down at her, his eyes still hungry.
“I’m not done yet.”
Shelly smiled. He always seemed to have more than one orgasm. She hadn’t ever known that was something men could do, but why would she ever complain? She couldn’t get enough of him.
His cock was still stuffed inside her, and she felt him begin to stir and stiffen again. It didn’t take long before he was fully hard and ready to go.
She gladly met his thrusts and moved her body in different ways, biting his neck and kissing him deeply. He moved her body perfectly, and knew exactly how to fuck her to send her over the edge again.
Shelly felt yet another climax coming, and screamed out in delirium.
“Oh Tully. I love you!”
Chapter 8
Tully was pushing into her body going as fast as he could. He felt her getting close to another orgasm, felt her slick inner walls pulse and tighten around his shaft.
She yelled out his name as her orgasm came, and then those three little words spilled out from her lips. He stopped for just a split second, then continued.
He figured it could possibly be just from the sex. Hell, the mind was an animal out of control when all the pleasure centers were firing off. He knew right now in her body Shelly wasn’t herself because he was driving her wild.
He wanted to say it back, but something still held him back. He kissed her deeply again, and it felt so right.
Just do it Tully. Tell her how you feel.
“I love you too.”
Tully felt her body stiffen up. He knew that she had heard it, but then he pushed himself into her as deeply as he could and she cried out as his mouth bit her neck.
He stopped and flipped her over, holding her in place. Now she was on top looking down at him, sitting on top of the hardest prick in the world.
He smiled up at her.
“Your body is exquisite.”
She turned that beet red color that she always did when she was embarrassed or overwhelmed. He loved it. There was something so innocent and pure about her in those moments.
Then she rocked on his prick and his mind was back on pleasing her. He kneaded her breasts with his huge hands, twisting her nipples and grabbing her breast to bring it to his mouth.
Shelly had no choice but to move forward where he pulled her. He was so much larger than her and in control, even though she was the one on top.
He covered her breasts, sucking in her nipple and biting hard, and she screamed out. He knew that it was just another way that could send her over the brink.
Tully continued to nibble at her rock-hard nipple, mixing his bites between soft and hard. He could feel her speeding up, rocking back and forth on his cock. He knew she was getting closer to another climax.
He looked up at her, saw her close her eyes and took pleasure in the fact that she was just enjoying the feelings that he was sending coursing throughout her body.
He heard her murmur one time and then she was moving quickly up and down on his cock, driving her body onto his hard pike. She yelled out as another orgasm rocked through her body. Tully watched her face flush that telling shade of red, and a smile played across her lips.
He pulled her forward and kissed her again.
“I wasn’t kidding, y’know. I love you.”
She opened her eyes; they were still hazy from her last climax. She tried to focus on him but the pleasure was too much.
Tully grabbed her waist and slammed her hard on his dick. He wanted to fill her body up with his cum again. It was his way of marking her, claiming her. Making sure that no one else would ever touch her.
He had just told her how he really felt and she hadn’t said a word. But his mind wouldn’t let him focus too much on that right now. Most of his blood was still in his extremities, and he wanted to finish again, to roar as he claimed her as his own.
Chapter 9
Shelly looked at him when he’d spoken. He looked sincere and genuine, like it wasn’t just the lust talking. She wanted to say the words again too, but nothing would come out. Her body wouldn’t allow her to say anything. Not because she didn’t feel it, no. Her mind was screaming out the words. But her mouth wasn’t working. He had seemingly fucked the sound right out of her.
As he slammed her down on his rock hard dick again, Shelly couldn’t focus on anything but the feelings of what he was doing to her. She could feel it as his cock rubbed the inner walls of her pussy, hitting her g-spot and driving her crazy.
He was moving her up and down on him so quickly. She whimpered and shivered, powerless to stop him. The sensations were almost too much for her now – but he was relentless, and she couldn’t stop him now.
Shelly held onto his arms as he moved her, unable to even control her body anymore. She was a puppet in his hands, moving as he wanted, doing as he pleased.
He moaned one last time, long and low, and his cock spurted and pumped again. He still had more for her, even after all he’d given the first go around. When he was finished, laying there and gasping for air, she finally found her voice.
“I love you too.”
He looked at her dumbfounded.
“See? It’s kinda hard to talk right after you climax, huh?” she smiled down at him, laughing.
He laughed as well.
“After you blurted it out...I just couldn’t keep it inside anymore, Shell.”
“Did you mean it?” she asked.
He pulled out of her, and lay beside her on the ground, and then looked directly into her eyes.
“I’ve never meant anything more.”
“Why haven’t you ever had a long-term girlfriend before?” she asked.
Tully looked at her and smiled.
“Because I’ve never found anyone I wanted to spend so much time with, not enough to give up everything else I have.”
“But we don’t spend so much time together.”
“No, but if we could I would spend as much time with you as possible,” he admitted.
“Really? Why haven’t you said anything before?”
“Well, you’ve always made it seem like you only wanted a friends with benefits type of relationship.”
“If you wanted more you should’ve said so!”
Shelly was confused. He was normally so blunt and honest. Why change for this?
Tully shrugged his shoulders.
“What good was rushing you into a decision? What if I scared you away?”
Shelly thought for a few moments.
“So. What do you want for us?”
“I really don’t know right now. I just know that I love you. I want to see where we can go from here.”
He took a breath.
“How about you? What do you want from us?”
Shelly sat thinking. She wanted to be with him forever. To be able to go to bed with him every night. To make love when and where they wanted. She wanted to fall asleep in his arms, and to wake up by him each and every morning.
“I want...just to be with you. Nothing else matters. Just that we can be together, me and you, nobody else.”
Tully smiled at her.
“See that wasn’t so bad was it?”
“Hey, I wasn’t the only one bottling my feelings up inside, Tully!”
She swatted at him playfully.
“You’d better stop hitting me like that, woman. Chances are, you’ll make me horny again.”
She looked down at him and saw that his cock was indeed swelling and stiffening. Shelly laughed and shook her head. The man was insatiable!
She rolled over to him, and pressed her lips to his once more.