SAVIOR: A Motorcycle Club Romance

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Authors: Fiona Garland
back missing an arm or a leg. Sometimes, they would continue to fell pain in their toes or fingertips in the missing limb. It was called phantom pain and it was said to be a trick of the mind. Nonetheless, the look of loss was there on Max’s face.
     
     
    I wasn’t vain enough to think I could replicate the passionate romance they shared. I was like a camp fire compared to the wildfire that was Maria. Nonetheless, I wanted to comfort Max and keep his heart warm.
     
     
    “I’ve always been afraid to care about other people, Emily,” he sighed. “Life was so cheap back when I was with the Steel Eagles. The people you knew could die at any moment. I could wind up dead. People I knew could wind up joining a rival club and fighting against me. There wasn’t any point in getting close to anyone I knew. Yesterday’s friend could be tomorrow’s enemy.”
     
     
    “Then you met Maria…”
     
     
    “When I saw your car, I was tempted to leave you there,” he said, looking away. His forehead became tinged with shame. “I didn’t want to get close to anyone else ever again. But I couldn’t after what had happened to Maria and Michael. I thought about just getting you to where you needed to go before never seeing you again.”
     
     
    “But you didn’t,” I said with a smile. With a finger under his chin, I turned his head to face mine. “You gave me a place in your home. Now, if you can manage it… I’d like a small piece of me in your heart.”
     
     
    Max tugged the side of my pants. “I can.”
     
     
    I didn’t bother resisting as he picked up my body and gently laid it on the couch. He pulled my pants down my legs. My bra and panties soon followed.
     
     
    Max’s hands caressed the side of my body before moving up to cup my breasts. I leaned in for a hard kiss. Soon, I locked my hands around his neck and pulled him into a deeper kiss. I felt his palms grope my ass as our tongues tangled.
     
     
    Breaking away for a moment, my lover leaned over to kiss my tender breasts. I let out a lingering sigh as he suckled a nipple before moving onto the other one. “Oh… Max…”
     
     
    Down under, I felt his hand massage my thighs. He relieved me of any tension that remained in me. I could feel his knuckles brush up against my wet sex.
     
     
    I brought my legs together around his hand. It wasn’t to hold him back. It was just the opposite. I wanted him to go deeper. Indeed, Max began to play with my stiff clit.
     
     
    In fact, he played me like a piano. He would open up my legs by sucking my tits. A gentle nibble would spring my thighs wide open. My pussy was as wet as the saliva dripping down his chin.
     
     
    Max entered my very wet sex. My body immediately grew stiff as if someone had put puppet strings on me. I shivered in feverish delight. My vision got momentarily blurry but I could make out Max’s grey eyes.
     
     
    The pierced my soul as he questioned me. “You love this, don’t you?”
     
     
    I stuttered as if grasping wildly for intelligible words. “I- yes… oh!”
     
     
    He turned on the heat by pinching harder on my nipple. “I’ll ask you again, do you love this?”
     
     
    “I love it!”
     
     
    He squeezed even harder. “Say it again!”
     
     
    “I love it!”
     
     
    “Say it like it’s your sermon!”
     
     
    I screamed at the top of my lungs. “I fucking love it! I love you!”
     
     
    I practically tackled the larger man onto the couch. Pressing myself flush against him, I straddled his hips. I bent back like a bow and placed on my hands on his chest for balance.
     
     
    Taking charge again, Max flipped me onto my back in one swift motion. After taking off his clothing, he gripped both of my calves. Placing my legs above my shoulders, I felt his shaft touch the lips of my sex. He rubbed it against my body without ever entering me. I didn’t have to guess what was coming next.
     
     
    Gently, he entered past the soft flesh of my slit. I reached down

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