Bounty:Fury Riders MC(21)

"But they tricked me! How did they know who I was? How did they know my  mom? They must have hacked her account unless-oh, my God! Unless they're  at her house!"



"Okay, calm down." I turned back to her, thinking. "Would it make you  feel better if you called your mom to make sure she's okay?"



She nodded hard. I handed her my phone. "Here. Call her."



"What should I say?" She bit her lip, looking at the phone.



"Just tell her your phone's broken or something, and you're calling her  from your friend's phone. If you want, I can send one of the guys to  keep an eye on the house."



Erica looked up at me with huge, teary eyes. "You would do that?"



I nodded and went downstairs to set up a watch for her parents' house.  Brett was watching me closely, and walked over to me before I went back  upstairs. "She okay?"



I nodded. "Yeah, she's okay." I patted her on the arm and went back up.



Erica was just getting off the phone. "She's fine. So is my dad. No hospital."



"That's good news." She didn't look too happy, though.



"So somebody hacked into Mom's account and tricked me into coming out.  That's what happened." She looked at me, and I saw her chin start  quivering. Oh, no. She was gonna cry again.



I sat down next to her. I couldn't be mad anymore. She was right,  someone had lured her out. "If I still had a family, I would have gone  out, too," I admitted.



"You don't have a family anymore?"



I shook my head. "Nah. Not for a long time. The guys downstairs … they're the closest thing I have now."



"And you would do anything to help them, I know."



I nodded. She was right. They were my family, and I would do anything to  be with them when they needed me. I couldn't blame her for going, even  though it could have gotten her killed.



"You have to listen to me," I said, and I turned to her. "Look at my face." I wanted her to know how serious I was.



"Do not do that again. They will stop at nothing to get their hands on  you. I don't know why-maybe you saw more than you thought you did, or  maybe you hurt their pride by getting away. I don't know. It doesn't  matter. They're after you. Be careful and do not step foot out of here  until this is all settled."



Her eyes were wide, and I realized how intense I sounded. She looked terrified.



"I know I'm scaring you, but maybe that's a good thing," I added. "As  long as it keeps you safe. Because if anything happened to you … " My  words trailed off. All I could do was reach out and touch her face. I  ran my fingers down her soft, smooth cheek. She turned her head  slightly, planting a kiss on my palm. I stroked her full bottom lip with  my thumb, and she trembled.



That was all it took. I needed her. I couldn't hold myself back any  longer. The look in her eyes told me she wanted what I wanted. She was  as desperate for me as I was for her.         

     



 



I took her in my arms and crushed my lips against hers. Just like  earlier that morning in the office, things escalated quickly. One minute  we were kissing, the next we were panting and clawing at each other. I  couldn't get her clothes off fast enough. I needed to touch all of her.



Erica raised her arms over her head, and I lifted the hoodie up and  tossed it to the floor. Off came her t-shirt. I pulled her to me again,  kissing her long, slim neck. She tilted her head back, sighing as I  lowered her to the bed. Her hands pulled at my shirt, and I let her work  it up my back and over my head. Her hands were like fire on me. Making  me burn even hotter for her.



I ran the tips of my fingers all over her, exploring, soaking her in.  She writhed beneath me, gasping, whimpering and begging for more. Her  nipples had risen into little peaks under her bra, and I flicked my  fingers over them before moving down her abdomen again. She arched her  back, tensing the lower I went.



"Shh … " I whispered, kissing her. Then my tongue darted out to lick her  lips. She tasted incredible, and my cock got even harder when her tongue  touched mine. We kissed like that, tongues dancing, while I unbuttoned  her jeans and she slid them down her legs.



She was so hot, the heat getting more intense the lower my hand went. It  all radiated from her core, between her legs. I needed to be there. My  cock ached to be inside her.



I cupped her mound, and she moaned louder than before. Her hips started  grinding against me in a circular motion. She was already so wet, soaked  through the cotton panties. I rubbed hard through the fabric and was  shocked when she started convulsing and moaning louder and louder until  she froze with a quiet little scream, then shuddered.



"Christ," I whispered. Now my cock was painfully hard and straining to  be free. I rolled away from her to pull off my jeans. She surprised me  by rolling over with me, pushing the denim off my legs with her feet as  she kissed her way down my neck and chest. All I could do was watch as  her blonde head moved lower and lower.



Then she sat up, straddling me. She swung her head, pushing the long  hair out of her face. Her hands slipped behind her, and I watched as she  unhooked her black bra before letting it slide from her body. Her tits  were just as perfect as I knew they would be, and they spilled out of  the cups. My hands reached for them without my thinking about it, and  Erica's covered them as I fondled her.



Her eyes closed and she let out little whimpering cries, squeezing my  hands to encourage me to be rougher with her. I was already excited to  be in bed with her, but seeing this wild side to her personality only  made everything I felt more intense. The rough, animal side of me roared  inside, knowing it met its match. I took her by the shoulders and  pulled her down, burying my face in her soft mounds.



"That's right, baby," she whispered. Her hips started rocking back and  forth over me, and I was consumed with need for her. I had to be inside  her and take her and make her scream the way I wanted to scream for her.



I couldn't wait to pull off her panties. Instead, I pulled my aching  cock out from the waistband of my shorts, pushed the crotch of her  panties aside and skewered her. My hands were on her hips, and I slammed  her onto me until I was balls deep.



She cried out, her eyes closed and head thrown back. She dragged her  nails down my chest. I hadn't even moved yet, and I felt the muscles of  her hot, tight pussy gripping me even tighter.



"That's right, baby," I said, digging my fingers into her rounded little  ass. "Come for me." I lifted her up and down in quick, shallow little  thrusts that pushed her over the edge into hysterical bliss. My eyes  were on her face, the way her mouth widened as she screamed softly  again.



I kept thrusting, this time deeper, stronger thrusts upward while I  moved her hips downward. It was like heaven, the way she gripped me so  tightly, so hot, so wet. Her tits bounced up and down, and when she  cupped them and played with the nipples, I almost lost it. I had to  close my eyes and push the orgasm back until the urge passed.



She leaned her hands on my chest and started riding, grinding her clit  into me. She knew what she wanted and rode me like a cowgirl on a  bronco. I thrusted and bucked beneath her, our bodies coming together in  a wet slapping sound. It was wild, loud, ecstatic. I gave myself over  to it, losing myself in her.



She came again, her hands tightening as her pussy did. It was harder for  me to hold on, but I wanted to make her pleasure lasted as long as I  could. It was agony watching her come and not letting myself go, too,  but I knew it would be worthwhile when did I release what I was holding  back.



She fell over on top of me, worn out from her effort. I rolled us over, still inside her, and started moving slowly.



I leaned on one elbow and used my free hand to brush the sweaty hair  from her face. She looked up at me, and something in her eyes sparked  something deeper in me. It wasn't passion-I didn't think I could feel  any more passionate without imploding. It was a feeling I had never  known, like a closeness. It was unnerving. I wanted to look away, but  her eyes held mine.         

     



 



I still moved slowly, going in and out inch by inch. I felt every bit of  her, and my hand traveled over her sweat-slick skin as I rocked us  both. Her legs tightened around my waist, and I caressed her thigh, then  ran my hand up her side until I cupped her tit. I squeezed it roughly,  the way she liked, then dipped my head lower to take the nipple in my  mouth. She arched beneath me, her little cries of pleasure getting  louder.



I went faster. I couldn't hold it back anymore. I had to take her,  consume her. I had to make her scream my name. My balls slapped her ass  as I rode her harder, and we both grunted with every slap. She gripped  my ass and pulled me further inside, wanting more. "Yes!" she whispered,  over and over.