Page 2 of Protective Biker Daddy

Maybe one day I would find that someone. Probably not today, definitely not tomorrow, but someday I would find a man who wanted me. I just had to be patient.

CHAPTER TWO

Russel

"You look like you've had a rough day," Denise said with a coy smile as I entered the house. "Want to take a chance to relax?" I raised an eyebrow at her as I made my way over to the sink to wash my hands.

Denise was one of the many girls on the compound who used their bodies to repay the debt they owed to the group. It was a system started with Joyce long before she was kicked out for pissing everyone off, and it was a bit surprising that it continued even after she was gone. I wasn't sure who it was benefiting: Chase, who I know had an old lady to please his monstrous appetite for pleasure, the girls, who were getting a decent amount of pleasure while taking the easy way out to pay off their impossible debts, or the rest of us, who always got as much pleasure as we wanted while not having to pay a dime to anyone but Chase depending on the arrangement.

Being the gang's top enforcer, I never really partook of the women, even though they always threw themselves at me. It wasn't that I didn't have the urge to give in to the most primal of instincts, especially when they ran around in jeans, a sports bra, and an unzipped jacket that showed off every curve of their body. Usually, after the type of day I had just had, I would drink a beer and go to my room for some much-deserved alone time to escape the memories of the day until Rebecca announced that dinner was ready.

"How much gets knocked off your debt?" I asked, and Denise raised an eyebrow.

"I charge two hundred upfront," she reminded me, and I shrugged.

"Did you forget that Chase gives me special privileges thanks to my work?" I asked nonchalantly. "I don't pay cash. I just report to Chase, and he knocks it off your debt." Taking a beer from the fridge, I started towards my room, but Denise cut me off.

"In that case, why don't I relieve you of your stress, and you can tell Chase about it later?" she offered. I paused and looked her up and down.

Denise was a delicate-looking thing, but, in my opinion, she was just as dangerous as Joyce had been. Her long blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes made her look like a Barbie doll, and, despite what everyone thought, it was all-natural, too. She was short and slim, and her body curved more than the back roads I traveled daily. After considering it, I decided there was no harm and nodded towards the stairs.

"Let's keep this quick," I told her as my arousal grew. "I still have shit I have to do." She nodded as she took off up the stairs, and I followed her, watching her bubbly ass bounce as she walked.

As soon as we were alone in my room, I locked the door and sat her down on the bed. Her hands went straight to my belt, and my pants fell to the floor. Placing my beer down on the nightstand, I freed my massive, throbbing cock from the confines of my underwear and took it in my hand.

"Open your mouth," I ordered, and Denise frowned as she stared up at me.

"Don't you want inside me?" she asked as she took off the jacket she had been wearing, revealing her perfect body. "I can handle it." I rolled my eyes.

"Maybe later," I told her. "Right now, I want to fuck that pretty little mouth of yours." Her jaw dropped in surprise, and I realized that she wasn't used to being spoken to like that. Not that I cared.

Taking her by the side of her head, I thrust my cock gently into her mouth and moaned. Her slick, wet tongue was warm and inviting, and, as soon as I was in, she set to work, expertly working her head back and forth down the shaft to mimic the motions of sex. I groaned in delight while her tongue swirled around my cock.

"There you go," I cooed, encouraging her. "That wasn't so hard, was it?" She moaned into my cock in response, and I smiled as I looked down at her. "Keep being a good girl, and Daddy just might let you have him fully." She took my cock in her hands and stroked it as she sucked, and I couldn't help but groan as my eyes rolled up into my head while I let her pleasure me.

Being with Denise was easy enough, but as I closed my eyes to enjoy the pleasure of her touch, I was reminded of my deepest, darkest secret: I desired Rebecca more than any girl on the compound. Rebecca was under Chase's protection, and after her father died during an altercation with the King's Knights, he had insisted that no one touch her. I always thought it was because he had a thing for her, but now that he was with Lydia, I felt his rule was a bit unfair.

Rebecca was a sweet girl who had graduated high school last school year, and she had grown into the most beautiful young woman I had ever met. Like Denise, she had long blonde hair and a perfect body, but her eyes were brown, not blue. Just thinking about Rebecca, imagining her heart-shaped mouth on my cock instead of Denise, made my cock throb as I craved more than just a blowjob. I wanted her to quiver beneath me as I claimed her as my own.

"Strip down for me," I demanded as I pulled myself free from Denise's grasp, the lust I felt towards Rebecca driving me insane with desire. "I want to see your whole body." Denise nodded and started to remove her jeans while I pulled a condom from the nightstand drawer.

"I knew you'd come around, Daddy," she said, her voice low and full of desire. "They always do." I removed my shirt and started to roll on the condom.

"No talking," I growled in annoyance, the lust making my voice sound primal. "Remove everything and bend over. You're going to take what I give you." As I finished rolling on the condom, she knelt on all fours, putting her back towards me so I didn't have to look at her face.

From behind, naked and bare in the dim lighting of the afternoon, she looked just like Rebecca. My whole body trembled. I grabbed her hips and positioned her before rubbing my hard cock on the outside of her sex. She moaned as the head of my cock grazed her skin, and I smiled as I imagined the look that would be on Rebecca's face if it were her at my mercy.

Denise gasped in shock as I thrust into her, entering her body with a primal hunger driven by lust. As soon as I was inside, I took her long hair into one hand and gripped her shoulder in my other hand, reaching further into her as I held her closer to me. As soon as I was as deep inside her as I could go, I set to work, hungrily pounding away, desperate for relief.

Rebecca! Rebecca! Rebecca.!

Every thrust was a cry for the woman I craved, and her name was on my lips as I imagined Rebecca being the one I was mercilessly pounding deep inside. Denise's moans were loud and musical, but they were not the moans I heard. Instead, I imagined it was Rebecca who was moaning beneath me, driving me insane with every thrust and moan as my climax grew.

With a final thrust, I climaxed and leaned forward, pinning Denise to the bed with my weight as the cold plastic of the condom caught my hot seed. It seemed like such a waste, but there was no way I would give what rightfully belonged to Rebecca to anyone else, especially not Denise. As I pulled out, Denise turned and smiled at me.

"Has anyone ever told you that you've got the best cock on the compound?" she asked as she started to dress. I shook my head as I stared down at her, my body still crying out for Rebecca.

"No, they haven't," I admitted as I kneaded her luscious breasts in my hands. "Also, I don't recall telling you I was done. I still have a lot to give."