Inseparable

“Why don’t you just cut it out! I’m sick and tired of you telling everyone in the motorcycle club what to do and I think I should remind you that I know your girlfriend reasonably well myself! Or have you forgotten…”

My attacker doesn’t get any further, as Brad moves forward at lightning speed and executes a flying kick which looks like something straight out of a martial arts movie. He connects the massive biker flush in the face with his boot and the guy goes flying through the air from the sheer force of the kick. But Brad isn’t finished with him. He rushes forward and, as the bastard would-be rapist staggers to his feet, Brad unleashes a flurry of kicks and punches on him which are so stunning and powerful that the large biker is soon bleeding from wounds all over his face and body. My hero finishes it off with a roundhouse kick which connects the large biker on his temple and sends him down for the count. Stacy appears out of the blue and kicks the biker in his ribs. It’s a bit of an overkill, but I actually feel like the bastard deserves it. After all, he was the one who knocked Stacy down inside the nightclub and it’s only fair that she gets to pay him back in kind. It’s easy to tell that the massive bastard isn’t going to get up after all of that and as I look up I see a police van pulling up with flashing lights and a siren.

Brad rushes over to my side and gives me a big smile. He pulls me close to him and I feel incredibly safe as I stand there in his arms.

“Don’t worry, everything’s going to be okay now,” he whispers in my ear and I’ve never heard a sweeter sound in my entire life.

“But how did you know what was going on? How did you get here so fast?” I ask and look at Brad with a perplexed expression.

“That’s what I was calling you about,” Brad says and looks me straight in the eye, “I was telling you that me and the other guys from the motorcycle club decided to come home early and that I’ll be coming to meet you here at the club.”

“That’s fantastic news, but how did you know we were here?” I ask, still perplexed.

“You’ve got your friend Stacy to thank for that… she texted me earlier and I asked her not to tell you I was on my way as I wanted to surprise you here tonight,” Brad says with a broad grin, “When I called you I was actually just pulling up in front of the club on my Harley and I was going to tell you that I’ll be meeting you inside in a minute.”

I looked over and see Stacy standing right next to me with a big grin on her face.

“You and your surprises, you’re going to give me a heart attack one day!” I say and give Stacy a big hug.

“Thank God Brad arrived in time and that you’re safe,” Stacy says and then the three of us all have a group hug together.

“What the hell is going on here?” the cop who pulled up earlier in his van asks as he joins our conversation. The bouncer walks up and quickly informs the cop of everything that happened.

“That bastard over there on the ground tried to abduct this girl,” the bouncer says and points his finger at me, “and then this guy over here saved her from his attack.”

Stacy also starts talking to the cop and gives him her statement. She tells him all about the way the same man had come to my office a couple of weeks earlier to insult and threaten me. She also tells the cop how the man had shoved her off her chair inside the nightclub and I can see the cop getting angrier by the minute as she continues talking to him.

“I guess we have your boyfriend to thank for the fact that you’re safe… but don’t worry, your attacker is already handcuffed in the back of my police van and I can assure you that he’s going away to jail for a very long time,” the cop says to me and when I look over at his van I see my attacker sitting there with his bloodied face, still looking dazed and confused.

Eventually, everyone who came outside to look at the debacle goes back inside the nightclub and we all decide that we’ve had enough entertainment for the evening.

“I think you should come and spend the night with me at my house,” Brad says and I nod my head gratefully. We say good night to Stacy as she gets into a cab and then I get on the back of Brad’s Harley and hold on tight to his strong body as he drives us home to his place.

Chapter 18: Brad

We spend the night at my house and I just hold Jenny close to me until she falls asleep. I listen to her breathing and feel extremely grateful for the fact tha

t Stacy told me they were at the nightclub. I really don’t know what I would’ve done if something had happened to her and I now know for a fact that I cannot bear thinking of my life without Jenny.

I still feel incredibly stunned by the fact that Ronald Johnson went and tried to move in on Jenny behind my back. I guess I should’ve known that his generally aggressive attitude was a danger sign, even though I always thought of him as just another bad attitude biker in the LA dragons motorcycle club. Fortunately, he was probably going to spend the next decade of his life behind bars and perhaps he could form some romantic interests with some of his prison inmates over that period.

We wake up the next morning and I kiss Jenny gently on her lips. She opens her eyes and smiles at me.

“What a gorgeous sight for sore eyes so early in the morning,” she whispers and I can feel my cock stirring with desire. I run my fingers across her naked body and soon she starts exploring mine. I kiss her all over and make sure I don’t miss a single inch. When I start licking her pussy she moans with deep desire and I stick my tongue all the way inside her. I want to explore her all over… know every last secret her body has to offer and when she shudders with her first orgasm I know that we are probably not going to make it out of the bedroom for the rest of the day.

She pushes me on my back and starts sucking my cock with gusto. I feel as if she’s going to swallow me whole and when she starts squeezing my balls gently with her fingers I feel as if I’m losing all control… Just before I blow my load, she stops and looks at me with inviting eyes. Then she lays down on her back and opens her legs wide. I don’t need to be invited twice and slowly push my cock all the way inside her wet slit. I start moving my hips in slow, circular movements until I can feel the passion reaching higher and higher between us… Then I start fucking her harder, deeper and with more force. She throws her head back with the lust of the moment and I think to myself that I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight in my entire life. I start fucking her with reckless abandon and I love the way she responds with powerful thrusts of her own hips. I can feel myself getting closer and closer… and then I can finally take no more of the sensational pleasure she offers me. I pull out my cock and shoot my load all over her beautiful, naked body. She rubs it into her skin and looks at me with a wild, animal-like expression. The green of her eyes are like the eyes of a tigress, watching me; inviting me to do it to her again.

She climbs on top of me and started riding me as if I’m a wild horse running through the plains. I’m stunned by her appetite and stamina and when we finally fall down on our backs an hour later I feel like we’re going to need some kind of energy if we’re going to keep this up all day.

“Why don’t you stay here and I will go and make us some breakfast,” I say and she looks at me with delighted surprise.

“You cook? I never knew you could do that… I mean, old Rawlins always makes all of the food whenever I come to visit you,” she says and I just smile at her.

“There’s a lot of things about me you don’t know yet,” I say.

“Brad, the time has come for us to be totally open and honest with each other,” she says and looks at me with a sudden sincerity, “from now on no more secrets and I want you to feel free to share everything about your personal life with me.”

“I agree. I never thought the day would come when I would say this, but I actually trust you with my very life,” I say and mean every single word of it. Jenny has shown me what a real relationship can be like and, now that I have come to know and love her the way I do, I can never go back to those meaningless relationships I used to have with all the bimbos before.