Storm (Storm MC 1)

“No! You need to calm the fuck down and get your head straight, brother. You do this, and there’s no telling where this shit will end. That chick has connections, and you piss those connections off, you could be bringing hurt to the club, the likes we haven’t ever seen,” Scott yelled back, trying to talk some sense into him, but I could see that J was focused on his own agenda.

“Fuck her, and fuck her connections! Madison needs -” and at that point, J saw me, and stopped dead in his tracks. He took a moment and then started yelling at me, “What the fuck, Madison? Why are you here?”

“I was looking for you,” I stood, and walked to him. Jabbing my finger at his chest, I continued, “God, you can be an asshole sometimes. You left before I woke up this morning and have not returned any of my calls, and now you speak to me like that,” I shook my head at him, “Not happening, J. Come and find me when you are ready to apologise.” We glared at each other while that sunk in, and then I turned and grabbed my bag and headed outside. I expected him to follow me out, but he didn’t and that pissed me off even more. Fuck, could this day get any worse?

***

Seven hours later I was thinking that yes, this day could in fact get worse. I had just left the hairdressers and was walking to the car when I saw J leaning against it. He hadn’t bothered to call me, and I had stewed on that all fucking afternoon. As a result, I was in the kind of mood where I could reach out and grab his balls, and yank them the fuck off. With one fucking hand. While punching him in the face with my other hand.

As I approached, he stayed where he was; shades in place, arms crossed and looking sexy as fuck. But I wasn’t getting sucked in by that. I had balls to rip off, so I stalked up to him and snapped, “Seven fucking hours, J! I thought we were doing it differently this time.”

“I had things to take care of,” he growled, still not moving from where he was.

“Things that were more important than me?” I was possibly being a bit selfish here but fuck it, I needed him to step up and put me first.

He ripped his shades off, his eyes dark and flinty. “Yeah, babe. Things that were more important than you, and let’s get this straight, from the get go, I’m not at your fucking beck and call. That’s not me and you know that, so don’t start trying to change that, cause it ain’t happening.”

“I don’t want you at my beck and call. I just wanted a damn apology!” I yelled.

“What the fuck for?”

“Seriously? We’ve got a lot of work ahead of us, J, if you need to ask me that.” I gestured with my hands for him to move out of the way so that I could get in the car.

He shook his head. “Passenger side, babe,” he held up a set of keys, “I’m driving.”

I looked around for his bike but couldn’t see it. Scowling, I muttered, “Oh, fuck me.” Knowing there was no point arguing with him, I did as he said.

“You didn’t answer me. What am I supposed to be apologising for?” he asked as he settled into the driver’s seat, eyes focused on me, a hint of anger still there.

“I did answer you. As far as I’m concerned you need to work that out for yourself.” Why did men always need things spelled out for them?

“Madison, it would be a lot fucking quicker for you to just tell me.”

“And I’d be a lot fucking happier if I didn’t have to tell you,” I blew out an angry breath, “Just take me home, J. I don’t want to talk about this anymore.” I turned away from him and stared out the front of the car, willing him not to say another word because, if he did, I might just reach over and do some damage that both of us would regret.

We sat in a heated silence for awhile until, finally, he started the car and took us home; this day having gone to complete shit.

Chapter 18

Jason

I sat on the couch, mindlessly flicking through channels on the television. It was nearly midnight, and Madison and I still hadn’t spoken since we arrived home th

is afternoon. She had secluded herself in the bedroom as soon as we got home and hadn’t come out since. It had pissed me off at the time, but in hindsight it was probably the smartest move she could’ve made. After a long, stressful day that achieved fucking nothing, I had been all out of patience and she had fucking tested me.

Wanting to catch up with Nix’s sister, Mandy, I had headed out early to find her. I doubted that Marcus and Scott would deal with her once and for all, not wanting to stir up trouble, so it was up to me to make sure she didn’t fuck with Madison. All day I had chased the bitch with nothing to show for it. She was gone, and no one seemed to know where she was. On top of that, I had Scott breathing down my neck and Madison yelling at me for god only knows what. Fuck, I was beginning to think she would be the death of me. And yet, all I wanted to do right now was get my dick into her sweet pussy.

Christ, I was getting hard thinking about it. I undid my jeans and reached in, wrapping my hand around my dick. Shutting my eyes, I pictured Madison’s hand around it and her lips on me. Fuck, the imagery was too much; I needed her actual hands and lips; now. I got up and stalked into the bedroom, not even bothering to knock on the door. She was lying on her side and rolled onto her back at the sound of me entering the room. Her long hair was splayed across the bed, and all she had on were her knickers and a thin t-shirt that clearly showed her hard nipples.

I lifted my shirt over my head and discarded it, along with my jeans while she watched, her hands moving to her tits. My breathing was growing erratic and I could smell the desire swirling around us. I indicated with my finger that she should take her clothes off and grunted, “Off, and then show me how you want me to touch you, baby.”

She sat up and removed her top, eyes on mine before they dropped to my dick. Entranced with what she saw there, she lay back and slowly peeled her knickers down, not moving her gaze from my dick. Lifting two fingers to her mouth she sucked them and then moved them to her pussy, swirling around her clit while her other hand tweaked one of her nipples. Satisfaction shot through her because she moaned loudly, and then lifted her ass slightly off the bed before pushing both fingers inside her wet pussy. Her other hand moved down to stroke her clit, and she closed her eyes as she worked towards an orgasm.

I liked to watch but the need to taste her, to have her, took over and I positioned myself on the bed with my head between her legs, with my hands on either side of her. Her eyes flew open, and she shot me a sexy smile before tangling both her hands in my hair and pushing my face down into her pussy. I inhaled the smell I loved so much and ran my tongue from one end to the other before dipping it inside and tasting her sweet juices. Fuck, she was wet and it got me even harder. I moved one hand down to my dick to give it a hard couple of tugs while I continued to tongue her. Getting carried away, I kept pumping until suddenly, I needed to be inside her. Moving quickly, I knelt, spreading her legs wide and pulling her to me so that my dick was at her entrance. My eyes roamed over her body, taking in her glorious fucking tits, and then they found her eyes, locked on mine and full of desire.

“Fuck, baby. I’ve gotta have you,” I managed to get out before she pulled me to her, pulling my dick into her.

I entered her, thrusting hard and fast. Her walls clamped around me and it did fucking beautiful things to me. Madison was a greedy bitch with a greedy pussy, and fucking her was an out of this world experience. I continued to thrust in and out while leaning down to kiss her. Her legs were now around me, and her hands grabbed my face and she kissed me back, hard and hungry. We kept at this for awhile and then she pulled away from my kiss.