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CHAPTER THREE
Cayla
RDMC
Ridge Devils Motorcycle Club.
I have no illusions about the nature of the club. They’re a criminal organization.
But they’re the reason Diablo Ridge is probably the safest and most peaceful town in the entire western half of the country. The little Diablo Ridge police department doesn’t have much work to do in this town. Nobody would dare rob one of the stores here. Nobody would dare do anything to any of the people in town. The bikers’ clubhouse is on the very edge of town. Sure, it’s a bit of a scary kind of place but that’s it.
Everywhere else is safe and secure.
They’re like guardian angels, as if what just happened to me isn’t an indication.
I have no illusions about what they do to make money or how they go about their business. They keep all of that outside of Diablo Ridge, though. That’s why nobody in town thinks of the club as unwelcome. They keep all of their own criminal behavior outside of town and, while they’re at it, they keep other criminals out of town, too.
Della Winters is long gone to her out-of-town job.
Helen and Joey are asleep.
And I’m alone in the house thinking about the man who saved me.
Look, I’m not a slut no matter how many babysitter porn videos you may watch! I mean, yeah, I know it’s supposed to be some cliché, right? A sexy young babysitter just eager to please, right?
Well, this particular sexy young babysitter has exactly three instances of sexual experience. Greg Kline made out with me and felt me up after the homecoming dance in my sophomore year. In my junior year, Greg got a hand job after the homecoming dance. I probably would have gone all the way with him during my senior year, but he moved away. So, after the prom my senior year, I ended up giving what can only be described as half a hand job and half a blowjob to Johnnie Winns. He’s in the Army now.
That’s it.
Anyway, I’m not a slut but go ahead and get assaulted by three guys and then have an incredibly sexy man rescue you. Immediately after, spend five minutes with your legs spread and your pussy pressed against a vibrating motorcycle seat. Wait while the sexy man gets soda and candy bars for you and the kids you’re babysitting at the gas station, and then spend another five minutes with a vibrator against your pussy measured by horsepower instead of… well, instead of whatever vibrator power is usually measured by.
Then, you can judge me.
The kids are asleep and the moment they are, I’m naked in the guest room ready to finish what the ride on the motorcycle started, thinking about Gabe’s muscular body and the breathtaking way he uses it to protect me just hours ago. I close my eyes and think about his handsome face. I think about the danger behind his eyes.
“It’s just me,” he calls from the front room, and I hear the door close.
I breathe a sigh of relief, then another sigh that isn’t motivated by relief at all. I manage to cover that one up as I quickly wiggle into my nightie and hoodie. I practically skip down the stairs and try to cover up my excitement at the chance to see him again.
I do a terrible job. As soon as I am in the living room, he says, “Hi, Cayla. I’m just stopping by to check on you.”
He just manages to finish that sentence when I leap into his arms and kiss him hard. He stiffens at first, but after a second, begins to kiss me back. I feel his arms tighten around me, then lift my shirt up. I straddle him with my legs and lean back so he can lift my shirt up and over my head. As soon as my shirt is off, his mouth closes around my nipple and I gasp as a lightning bolt of pleasure shoots through my body.
“Oh God, Gabe,” I whisper as he suckles me softly.
I can’t believe this is happening. Only a few hours ago, three assholes tried to take my virginity by force. Now I’m about to give it away for free to a man who’s more man than the three of them put together.
And I can’t wait.
I push off of him and as soon as my feet are on the ground, my knees follow, and I drag his pants and underwear to the floor. As soon as I see his cock, it’s in my mouth, so I don’t register how big he is until I realize that I can barely fit him in my mouth. I add a hand behind my mouth to stroke and suck at the same time and lift the other to caress his balls.
He groans and I pull off and put a finger over my mouth, then point upstairs to the kids’ room.
“Good point,” he whispers. “You’d better be quiet.”
Before I know it, I’m on my back on the couch with my legs in the air, and Gabe’s cock is inside me.
I expect my first time to hurt, and there’s a brief sting of pain, but as Gabe begins to thrust deep and hard into me, the pain quickly fades, leaving behind a pleasure I’ve never experienced before.
I masturbate as much as the next girl, so I’ve had orgasms before and Greg Kline actually manages to finger me to orgasm the night I give him the handjob, but the pleasure I already experience with Gabe is far more intense, even though I’m not cumming yet.
When I do cum, it feels like my entire body explodes. All orgasms feel intensely pleasurable, but this one feels like every nerve ending in my body separates from each other and experiences its own incredibly powerful orgasm, then reforms to experience a combined orgasm that is even more powerful.
I shove a fist in my mouth to muffle the scream that escapes me, but some of the sounds still make it out in a loud moan, and it’s a miracle the kids don’t wake up.
A second later, I hear Gabe stifle his own groan and feel his cock begin to pulse inside me. My eyes widen and my hips begin to grind on him of their own accord.
The way his cock twitches inside me feels incredible and when he sighs and stops twitching, I decide I’m not finished, so I lead him to the guest room and use my mouth on him so I can know what it feels like to have a cock pulse in my other lips.
Here’s a hint: it’s incredible.
