Tank's Pearl (Devil's Iron MC #1) (5 page)

Chapter 9- Pearl

I am sure that my face is as red as one of the pens I correct papers with. I situate myself into the position that Abraham has requested feeling very prickly at being in this predicament. I am by no means a virgin for fuck’s sake, I have children, and I have done dirty things before just not in a crowded restaurant and since I passed the age of twenty-five. I guess when he told me he was going to push my limits he meant it. I will really have to remember to keep a lid on things that I tell him especially fears that I have.

Abraham places his hand on my thigh and traces a slow path up my pussy not stopping until he has planted two fingers inside of my sodden canal. He keeps up his mauling of my cunt as we sit in silence and I absorb the surroundings.

The waitress comes back with a smirk on her lips as she sees that we have moved onto one side of the booth. “Is everything going okay?”

“What do you think, Pearl?” he asks as if I can concentrate on anything as his fingers continue to slowly plunge in and out of my cunt. Abraham adds to my pleasure and torment by using his thumb to make small circles on my clit.

“Ma’am, are you okay? Is there something wrong? You look ah… edgy, to say the least” the waitress speaks loudly with a knowing twinkle in her eyes.

“Oh, yes. Sorry, I’m just a little hungry. Everything is…ummm… so good! I hope it can keep up all night,” I squeak out as the rumblings of an orgasm start hitting me.

As soon as my legs start to shake at the constant assault by Abraham, I groan louder than intended and he removes his hand from me. I shudder at the loss and look towards him under very heavy lids to see him slowly lick my slickness off of his fingers one at a time as he turns to the waitress and adds, “I agree, things are going tastily. We will both take another drink, please.”

With a snap of his neck, Abraham is looking at me with menacing and mischievous green eyes. “So, Little One, let us talk more about your dislike of public play and your uneasiness with me giving you compliments. Please remember that I do not tolerate lying and we have yet to enjoy our dinner. I would hate to have to redden your ass and be asked to leave instead of continuing this very nice evening out.”

His hand comes back to my thigh with a heavy weight and lazily he starts to trace figure eights with his fingers as he continues, “Why did you shy away from the compliments that I was paying you earlier, Pearl?”

I took a few moments to center my thoughts and raise my eyes to him as I answer him in a quiet voice. “I am not accustomed to men paying such compliments to me, Sir.” As I continue, my eyes start to lower. “My husband and I were well past the time of such niceties in our relationship if there ever was one. I just am not sure what to do when you say such things to me.”

Abraham gently turns his body towards me, and I catch the intoxicating scent of him and am even more aroused. He is still languidly caressing my leg with his right hand while his left hand drifts up to my chin to raise my eyes to his again. “Little One, you will have to get used to it again because there will be no holding me back from expressing how absolutely amazing I think you are. Your gorgeous eyes, your luscious thighs, your plentiful ass, those voluptuous tits, everything about you is beautiful, get used to hearing it. Shying away from my touch however, is not acceptable. You will be punished when we get back to the house for that. You will stay like this open for me to touch and tease for the rest of dinner. I am enjoying keeping you on edge, and I think you will grow to accept it as well.”

While Abraham finishes talking, the waitress comes to the table with our dinners and places them in front of us. I am excited to try the food it looks absolutely delicious, but I also can’t wait to be done and continue on with this night with him.

Even though I feel like the whole restaurant is staring at us I enjoy the fuck outta this awesome meal. Only being interrupted on occasion by a finger being thrust into my slick heat. Abraham definitely made our dinner a new and exciting experience.

Chapter 10- Tank

This night is going quite well, even with the few hiccups and the Dominant outburst. I am really enjoying spending this time with Pearl. She is an amazing women that I am having a hard time believing is wasting her time with somebody like me. I am a lucky son-of-a-bitch, that is for sure.

After the waitress delivers our dinners, she returns frequently to check on us and each time she comes back I have my fingers inside of Pearl. I keep her on edge throughout the whole dinner, she must have been close to climax at least six times. God, I am one hell of a bastard. She is doing so well I will let her cum before we leave, maybe with a little chastisement thrown in there as well.

As we eat, we continue to talk about any and everything that we can think of. We talk about the party at the clubhouse on Friday night and the family BBQ that is taking place in a couple weeks. I am really hoping that Pearl will be able to find a sitter and come down with me for the party on Friday and that she would bring the girls with to the family BBQ in a few weeks. She says she will think about it, but, I am not sure if she is really comfortable with the idea of either date.

As we are finishing our drinks and dessert, Pearl’s legs start to shake as I continue my demanding fingering of her cunt, and she very breathlessly asks “Sir, may I please come? Please, Sir.”

Perfect time to try out a chastisement and after chuckling to myself I answered her quickly, “You have been very tolerant and accepting of this, Little One, so this one time you may come, but only if I can hear it.”

“What do you mean, Sir”

“I want to hear you cum, don’t forget I have heard the noises you make more than once so there will be no trying to fake your way through it. I know how loud you are and what noises you make when you cum.”

“But, Sir we are in a restaurant and“

“Do you want to come or not, Little One? That is what you were just begging for is it not?”

“Yes, Sir, I was begging, and yes Sir, I would love to come, but I think I would not like to come if you insist on hearing me. Thank you though for the option, Sir.”

She finishes talking while the smile on my lips gets bigger and another chuckle escapes my lips. “You always have a choice with me, Pearl. However, that is not the choice I thought you would make. You are keeping me on my toes to say the least, Little One,” I say as I withdraw my fingers from inside her cunt and lick them clean yet again, her taste has me wanting more of her.

“Let us get out of here and move on to bigger and better things, hmm?” I say as I slide out of the booth while throwing a couple hundred dollar bills on the table to cover our bill. Grabbing her hand we start walking hurriedly towards the exit.

As we walk out of the restaurant I notice that a lot of the male patrons are staring at Pearl, nodding and smiling stupidly at me. It only then occurs to me that they could know what was happening at our table during dinner. As I glance back to where we were sitting, I see that the booth is almost a center piece for the whole restaurant. So, everybody in here would be able to have seen what was going on and know that she was getting finger-fucked throughout our entire dinner. I’m glad that I left that extra tip for our waitress and I hope that everyone enjoyed the show. I know I sure as fuck did.

Getting outside we walk for a while toward the lake hand in hand. We walk until we are the only ones in sight, as we reach the beach. We continued to walk in silence until we reach a small pier where Pearl turns to me and drops to her knees. She looks up at me with those big, beautiful, brown eyes and says, “Sir, I am so sorry for the doubts that I have or had of you during dinner. Is there anything I can do for you to make up for my misgivings at the restaurant?”

A woman on her knees always does something to me but seeing this gorgeous grown woman kneeling before me asking to please me is almost too much. I just look down at her and barely croak out, “Yes, Little One, you can do something for me” I continue stroking her hair lightly. “Open my pants and take my cock out. Take it in your mouth, and suck it until I come. Don’t spill a drop of it when it explodes down that throat of yours. Do you hear me? Hmm?”

“Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir.” She is reaching for my pants and I notice that her hands are wobbly and her eyes are searching our surroundings. Before giving her permission for this I already made sure of our surroundings and that we were alone on the beach. As she undoes the buckle on my belt and unzips my pants, her hands steady and she seems more confident in what she is doing. Her eyes are now trained on my cock as she takes it into her mouth for the first time. I hear a moan and it takes me a few seconds to realize that it is coming from me. God, her mouth feels like heaven wrapped around my cock and watching her take me in and out with those full lips is only driving me closer to my orgasm.

I have to take control of this before I shoot my load down her throat too quickly. “Little One, that feels amazing, but it is time for me to take over and fuck your face and those lovely lips. You will swallow me all the way down, but it will only work if you follow my lead. You will need to open your mouth like you are yawning when I am fucking your face. Just listen to my voice, and try your best to comply with me. Hmm?”

She nods her head in acknowledgement; I slowly run my hands over her head and stop when I have a good grip of her hair with handfuls of her hair in each hand I start. I see her eyes roll up to meet mine as I slam into her mouth the first time, and she gags as I continue the assault. I remind her that she needs to move her jaw like she is yawning or this will not be enjoyable at all for her. As a few moments pass and she tries it out she is finally getting the hang of it as I feel her esophagus open up, and she swallows me all the way down.

FUCK ME! Once she finds her rhythm and opens up her throat she is astounding. This is the best blow job that I have ever had and that is saying something considering the amount of time I spent at the Dungeon and the years I have spent with the MC hanging out in the clubhouse with the whores.

This woman just keeps passing up the expectations and desires I have for her, for me, for us in all reality. How can I be having these feelings for this woman who I have only known a month and only really been seeing/fucking (I don’t even know what to call it) for less than a week? This is some crazy messed up shit, to say the least. I know the brothers are going to have one hell of a laugh at me when they see me around Pearl, but I just cannot help myself when it comes to her. She is consuming more and more of me each minute that we are together.

Chapter 11- Pearl

While I sit back on my haunches and Abraham’s balls start to tighten in my hand, I know that he is about to release himself down my throat. This is the craziest shit that has happened to me in a long time. Fuck me, who am I lying too, this is the craziest shit that has happened in my whole life. This whole night has been one outrageous thing after another. I am almost certain that most of the other customers in the restaurant could see what Abraham was doing to me under the table. As the beginnings of his orgasm hits I find it hard to swallow it all down. Knowing it is pleasing him I find a way to do it though.

Whipping my tears, snot, and drool off of my face onto my hand, I slowly get back to my feet. Abraham looks down at me as I am rising up to my feet and beams at me as he says, “Little One, that was outstanding. Your impertinence at dinner and the corresponding punishment is weighing heavily on my mind. I guess I will have to reassess my feelings about this as we get closer to the house. That blow job is definitely weighing in your favor towards receiving a very lenient punishment, Pearl. Come on, let’s walk back toward the bike so we can make our way.”

We turn back around towards where he has parked the bike when I feel his hand slowly go to my lower back and slide onto my ass and into the back pocket of my jeans. How does this man give me goose bumps at the slightest touch or caress? I am at a loss for my feelings when he is around and that is something I need to figure out soon. I am trying so hard to fight this thing, whatever it is, but I don’t think that I can keep it up. I might have to give in to him and this weird draw we have towards each other. I will let him do whatever he wants with me, and I will end up with another broken heart. That broken heart might be worth the aftermath if his body, tongue, hands, mind, and cock are being used so thoroughly on me time and again.

When we reach the bike, Abraham leans into me and kisses me with a passion that consumes us and our hands are tangled in each other. After what seems like an hour we release each other and get onto the bike heading to a night of fucking to stay our hunger until we can meet again. I cannot get enough of him while we take the short trip and my hands are roaming his body, rubbing and caressing every inch I find. He stills my hands on more than one occasion as we make the short trip back to the MC’s house.

The bike stops abruptly and he is off it in the blink of an eye and pulling me down the seat to ravish me with his mouth again. Hands are roaming over my body first pulling my shirt lower to expose my bra, which is tugged out of the way as he reaches for my nipple ring. He is squeezing and pinching my nipple and twisting the nipple ring in his hand as I cry out in pleasure. Begging for more he relents and complies with my appeal giving me what I beg for.

“Please, Abraham, Sir. Please fuck me,” is all that passes through my lips while I am heaved up into his arms as we make our way to the door. I get the keys out of his pocket and unlock the door and push it open. When we get inside the house and he kicks the door shut, that is as far as we make it as I am dropped to my feet and relieved of my clothes quickly.

“Back up against the wall, Little One, and don’t move that pretty ass.”

I move to the position he has requested. I am stunned to see Abraham drop to his knees and crawl the four feet to me, reminding me of a tiger on the prowl. He looks up with sparkles in his green eyes, sniffing the air slowly, then buries his face in my pussy. As he runs a hand over my legs slowly, I start to shake and tremble. His attack continues for ten minutes before he plunges two fingers deep inside of my slick passage. 

“Please may I come, Abraham, um, Sir. Please?”

“Yes, Little One, you may. I want to hear your screams. Come all over my face. Let me lick up every drop you have to give me.”

I come back down to Earth to find myself turned around and my hips being dragged backwards. A heavy hand is pressing down on my lower back as he says “Hands on the wall and leave them there, girlie. No coming until I tell you to. DO NOT EVEN ASK! I will not allow it until I am ready for it. Your orgasms are mine,” he slams his cock into me until he bottoms out. He slowly drags his cock in and out of me as I try to hold off the impending explosion that is waiting in the wings.

Abraham starts to pound fiercely into me while grabbing my hips in both hands punishing my pussy with his cock. I am sure that there will be hand prints and bruises where he is gripping me right over my hip bones, and at this moment I couldn’t care less. As my legs start to quiver, and I know I cannot hold it much longer he grunts, “Now, come for me Little One. Come hard on my cock, and let me mark you with my cum.”

We both fly.

While I stand up and turn to look at Abraham I feel our mixed juices running down my legs and look at him in alarm.  While meeting my gaze he looks at my thighs and reaches for our combined juices rubbing them into my flesh and settling his hand on my clit.

“You are all mine now, Little One,” is all I hear as he continues to rub me off while licking and kissing my neck and ears. “You will be mine and mine alone” he growls out almost inaudible as he kisses his way down to my breasts. “You will let no other man touch you, mark you, or bring you pleasure unless that is what I want,” he groans as he sucks a nipple into his mouth. “Do you understand what that means? Hmm?”

“Yes, Sir. I understand.”

We spend the rest of the night fucking before he takes me home and leaves me with a passionate kiss at my front door. Oh lord, I am in trouble; this man is going to be my undoing. What he is doing to me is intense, insane, irresponsible, and just plan incredible. I cannot get enough.