Merrick: Harlequins MC (42 page)

CHAPTER
TWENTY

Cassie sat at the window of her hotel room looking out at the street below. In a town as small as Kingston, there wasn't much to do on the best of days. She'd already cruised through the farmer's market – several times – and was pretty well out of other things to do. At least at the clubhouse, she'd had people to talk to, chores she could be doing – Cassie enjoyed cooking for the guys and hanging out with them. For the most part, they seemed like decent people.

But here at the hotel, she had nothing to do and nobody to talk to. She hadn't seen Damon in a couple of days and she was lonely. But she was doing the right thing. For herself, for Damon, for Carl, and for the club. She just hoped this temporary exile would be over soon and she could go back to the clubhouse.

“I'm doing the right thing.”

Cassie moved away from the window, grabbed the TV remote, and lay down on the bed. She turned on the TV and scrolled through the seemingly endless parade of garbage that passed for daytime entertainment. She settled on a show that played funny video clips of people doing really stupid, dangerous things. What could she say? Cassie was bored out of her mind and the misery of other people seemed like a good entertainment alternative.

She was laughing at the show when a knock sounded at the door of her room. Her heart fluttering, she jumped up and opened it to find Damon standing there with a lopsided grin on his face.

“You really should ask who it is before opening the door, babe,” he said. “For all you know there could have been some freak in a clown suit holding a chainsaw waiting for you.”

Cassie's smile widened. “Yeah, but it wasn't,” she purred. “Instead, it's just some freak in a leather jacket.”

She pulled him to her and kissed him deeply. He ran his hands up and down her back and she could feel his erection pressing against her. It had been a long few days. She pulled back and let him step inside. Damon looked around the room. It was clean, but wasn't anything special.

“Four walls and a roof, huh?” he asked.

“Keeps me warm and dry.”

He took off his jacket and tossed it on the chair near the window. “Sorry I haven't been by yet,” he said. “Carl's had me making some runs.”

“Everything okay?”

Damon nodded. “Yeah, just a lot of club business going on. Lots of wheeling and dealing lately.”

“Is that unusual?”

He shrugged. “Not really unusual, I guess. Just a little busier than normal.”

Cassie nodded. “Well, at least you have the day off, right?”

He nodded and smiled. “At least I have the day off.”

“I'm glad you decided to stop by,” she said. “I've missed you.”

“It's only been a couple of days,” he chuckled.

“Oh, so you didn't miss me?” she feigned a pout.

“Yeah, maybe a little.”

“Well, that's better than nothing, I suppose.”

He sat down on the edge of the bed and Cassie took a seat beside him.

“To tell you the truth,” he said. “I've had trouble sleeping the last couple of nights. I guess I got used to you being there.”

Cassie nodded. “Yeah, I've had trouble sleeping, too. I guess not having the sound of your snoring shaking the walls around us has made it tough for me to sleep.”

“Oh, you're a funny girl.”

“Damn right I am.”

They sat in a companionable silence for a few moments. The TV was still on, so Cassie grabbed the remote, shut it off, and tossed it onto the chair.

“So really,” he said, “how are you doing up here?”

“I'm hanging in there,” she said. “I'm bored. It'd be nice to have somebody to talk to, but I'm getting by.”

“Still think it was necessary for you to leave the clubhouse?”

She nodded. “I do. How are things between you and Carl?”

“Better,” he admitted. “We're working through some things but we're going to be okay.”

“See? It was necessary for me to leave the clubhouse.”

Damon fell silent for a long moment. “Yeah, I suppose so. At least for now. Eventually, we're going to have to get you out of this place and into a place that's a little more permanent. Or at least better than a goddamn hotel.”

“It'll do for now, though.”

“Yeah.”

Cassie leaned in and kissed him. He kissed her back and pulled her to him. He ran his hands through her hair as their tongues swirled and danced together in her mouth.

“I was going to suggest going to get some lunch,” he said. “But I think this sounds a lot better.”

“It does,” she replied. “But don't think you're getting out of feeding me later.”

“Gladly.”

Damon pushed her down on the bed and rolled on top of her, supporting most of his weight on his arms. He kissed her and then planted a line of soft kisses and licks down her neck. She pulled her shirt off over her head and threw it to the side of the room. She was growing warm and moist as he caressed her body, kissed her stomach, licked her collarbone, and cupped her breasts. She let out a soft moan as he pinched her nipples through the fabric of her bra.

Cassie sat up and took her bra off, flinging it in the same general direction she'd thrown her shirt. Damon pushed her back down and slid his tongue from her belly button all the way up to her neck, drawing a shudder and soft moan from her. As he kissed her mouth, Damon slid his hands beneath her pajama bottoms and softly caressed her thighs. Goosebumps rose upon her flesh as he lightly ran his fingertips over her swollen lips She was growing hotter and wetter by the moment.

Damon slid down the bed and was kneeling on the floor, positioning himself between her legs. He reached up and took the waistband of her yoga pants and pulled them down, letting his hands move over and linger on her body. When he had her pants off, he tossed them across the room and parted her thighs even wider. She let out a mewl of desire as he leaned in, running the tip of his tongue down the inside of one thigh and back up the other. Cassie reached out and grasped him by the hair, pulling his face down toward her wet and waiting pussy.

With a smirk on his face, Damon leaned in and ran the very tip of his tongue across her wet, swollen lips. She gasped when he slid the tip of his tongue inside of her – not very deep – but enough to draw another shudder, stronger this time, from her. Her grip on his hair tightened and Cassie pulled him down harder, trying to force his tongue deeper into her pussy. After a little more teasing that had her growing increasingly frustrated and on the verge of pushing him down and straddling his face, Damon slid his tongue deep inside of her.

Cassie gasped and then smiled as Damon's tongue licked her up and down, as he took her clit into his mouth and sucked on it. He continued to lick and suck as he slid two fingers into her warm, wet pussy. He moved them in and out slowly at first. But her body started to tremble and he picked up the pace and started to bang her even harder. His fingers plunged deep inside of her and he flicked her clit with the tip of his tongue, making her shudder. Cassie moaned loudly, feeling like every nerve ending in her body was on fire.

Damon worked her hard with his fingers and mouth, banging her, licking her, and sucking on her. Cassie felt herself shaking as she hurtled toward the edge of bliss. And then she toppled over it. Her body seemed to constrict tightly as her orgasm tore through her. She spasmed and convulsed as waves of sheer pleasure washed over her. Cassie screamed out as her body trembled and her pussy quivered. The feeling was intense and her skin seemed to be on fire.

“Jesus Christ... ”

“Yes, but you can just call me Damon,” he smirked at her.

He stood up as Cassie sat up and playfully smacked him on the arm. “Such an ass.”

She grabbed him by the belt and pulled him toward her. She looked up at him and smiled as she began to unbuckle his belt. He watched her unbutton his jeans and then helped her tug them down. He kicked off his boots and then his pants, and was standing in front of her completely naked, his cock thick and stiff.

Cassie bit her bottom lip and smiled at him as she traced the head of his cock with her thumbnail. She felt his body shudder as she ran her fingertips along the sides of his cock. She leaned forward and kissed the tip of his dick and then swirled her tongue around the head of it. He gasped audibly as she opened her mouth and took his entire cock in. She tightened her mouth around his shaft and began moving her head up and down, hard and fast on his cock. Damon put his hands on the back of her head and began pumping his hips, forcing more of his cock into her mouth.

She grabbed hold of his cock and started to stroke it as she came up for air. Cassie smiled at him as she jerked him off and cupped his balls with her other hand. She leaned forward again and began to suck his cock once more.

“God, Cassie,” he gasped. “Your mouth feel so fucking good.”

She tightened her mouth around his shaft again and bobbed her head up and down, savoring the taste of him. She felt his body shuddering, felt his muscles tightening, and knew if she kept it up much longer, she was going to finish him off.

“Stop,” he said. “I need to be inside of you. Right now.”

Cassie stopped and pulled his cock out of her mouth. “How do you want me?”

Damon smiled at her. “Lay on the bed. On your back. I want to look into your eyes while I fuck you.”

Cassie did as she was told, laying back on the bed and spreading her legs wide for him. Damon grasped her by the thighs and put her legs up on his shoulders. She felt the head of his cock pressing at her opening and then in one hard thrust, he was inside of her. Cassie gasped as an explosion of sensations erupted in her. He held on to her thighs as he began to pound his cock deep inside of her. She moaned and groaned, relishing in the feeling of his hard, thick cock filling her up.

“Fuck me, Damon,” she gasped. “Fuck me, baby.”

Damon obliged and began to pound her harder, the sound of their bodies connecting as loud as a slap. Cassie knew the walls in the hotel were thin – she'd heard her neighbors having sex already – but she didn't care. She screamed and called out his name as he fucked her. She dug her nails into his shoulders and thrust her hips up, trying to take more of his cock deep inside of her.

His breathing labored, Damon smiled and took her legs off of her shoulders. He propped himself up on his arms as she wrapped her legs around his waist, squeezing him tight. Cassie could tell by the look in his eye and the tension in his body that Damon was going to cum soon. Her own orgasm had been building inside of her.

“Cum for me, Damon,” she said. “I want it. Give it to me.”

He gave her that lopsided smile and began to pump his cock into her again. He leaned down and kissed her as his dick slid in and out of her wet, throbbing pussy. She felt so good, so amazing, that Cassie knew she wasn't going to last much longer herself. He continued to pound his cock into her, looking deeply into her eyes and smiling.

“You're going to make me cum,” Cassie gasped.

“Cum, baby. Cum all over my cock.”

And that did it. Cassie felt her body twitch and pulse again as a second orgasm that was every bit as powerful and intense as the first roared through her. She moaned and dug her nails deeper into his shoulders, making him wince. But she couldn't stop. Her body constricted and the sensations made her lightheaded. Damon grunted and groaned and pulled his cock out, letting his hot seed shoot all over her belly and her tits. He called her name as the last of his cum spurted out of his cock.

He collapsed on top of her as they both caught their breaths. He looked at her and smiled, giving her a long kiss. It wasn't long before they both fell asleep, enjoying a slumber neither had in a couple of days.