make but couldn’t….yet.
“I should make the rules, I am a teacher, remember? I make rules for a living.” Willie couldn’t help herself, and winked at him.
“Rule number one, no talking back or I shove my cock in your mouth.” He shot back at her.
“I didn’t take you for a man who would make rules, BD.” Willie thought bikers hated rules.
“Rule two, don’t questions my rules or you get spanked.” Black Dog had on a very serious face. “Rule three you don’t fuck, suck or touch any man but me. Rule four, when you’re dancing, I go with you and you don’t talk to anyone but my bro’s or Willie, I swear you’ll have a sore ass. Rule five, if I’m talking to my bro’s you stay back, don’t ask me my club business. What you don’t know can’t ever hurt you. Got that?”
Willie just nodded, and wondered if she ought to be writing the rules down. She thought she’d see if there were going to be more rules before she gave him her list of rules. It was her house so she’d be making some rules for Black Dog too. If he didn’t like her rules than he might as well not move in but he wasn’t going to expect her not to have some rules too. She sat still and waited for him to continue.
“I’m on rule six, sex whenever and wherever, I say. If you’re on the rag, I’ll try to be considerate. Rule seven, you wash my bike. Rule eight, I come and go, as I please, no bitching. Rule nine, you cook, clean and feed me, rule ten, you obey me at all times and obey the rules.” Black Dog grinned, content that Willie would obey all the rules.
Willie shredded her napkin, thinking he had made eleven rules and he couldn’t count well. “I think you need to hear my rules and I think you miscounted, you made eleven rules or more. Rule one; pay your share of the rent, rule two, cleanup after yourself. Rule three, don’t bother me when I am painting, rule four no females in my house, rule five, if you’re living here I don’t expect to have to ask you to buy food, rule six, nobody goes into my studio…”
Black Dog rocked back on his chair and gave her a hard look. “Willie, you don’t get to make any rules. I will make sure nobody touches your art. But I make the rules and you obey them. End of story. Got me?”
Willie looked at the man sitting across from her. Her common sense was telling her to kick his ass out now but she also wanted to know him better. Moreover, he was her in with dancing and now she had to dance to pay her bills. Against her better judgment she nodded her head yes.
“Say the words Babe. I need to hear them come out your mouth.” Black Dog waited for her reply.
Willie swallowed and slowly looked into his eyes. “I agree to all of your rules BD, but I think I’d better write them down.”
Black Dog laughed at that, got up, and grabbed a pad and pen from the counter. “I’ll write them down for you, Babe. Now while I’m doing that, why don’t you take care of the hard on I’ve got with your mouth. I like getting off first thing in the morning. I’ll get you off when you’re done. I didn’t get to do that last night.”
Willie moved over to the chair where Black Dog was sitting, he had unzipped his jeans and was holding his cock in his hand for her. “You want this baby, you gonna suck me off and swallow my cum little a good little girl?” His voice was smooth and sexy.
She got on her knees as Black Dog fed her his cock, her lips closing over the tip. He moaned in satisfaction as he felt her lips close over the head and her wet mouth suck his cock in. Willie used her tongue and swirled it around the head as he pushed more of it into her mouth. Black Dog held her head steady as he began to thrust his cock more into her mouth. She relaxed her throat and soon he was thrusting deeper and harder until she felt the first squirt of his cum. She wanted to pull away but Black Dog wasn’t having any of that. He kept his cock in her mouth until he was spent and she had swallowed