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Leather Lusts Ch. 01

By: candy_2691



Through the curtains of sleep, her consciousness arose, it wasn't the birds, nor even the sunrise that had awoken her from this slumber. Breezy grimaced stretching, her twenty-five years old, slim body, with corn silk hair, almost cute her dad would say. She had chosen to stay here with Donna, because of the quiet serenity, a population of less than two hundred, and an itsy bitsy crime rate. However, the town at the first of August turned into, chaos, thanks to the annual bike week in South Dakota. Mostly the bikers stuck to, Spear Fish, Sturgis, and the surrounding areas, but thanks to the Bison Bar, they had made this a routine stop. For the burn out special, one minute burn out, got you a free beer. Today though, she believed they were having that big contest, like how long you could last without popping a tire. 

Rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble.

Bbbbzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

You'd think those bikers would have run out of rubber, yesterday.

"God, why did I stay up so late helping at the café? Because Donna asked you to that's why, and you're such a push over." She answered herself. She got up and went to the bathroom, taking care of business she turned on the shower to get it hot, brushed her teeth and checked the water, it was more than warm so she pulled off her sleep shirt and panties and got in. The water sluicing down her body felt like heaven, bathing and caressing her all over, she stayed in until it started to cool. She reluctantly got into hip hugger jeans and a bike week t-shirt, the uniform for this month, and pushed on some sneakers. No makeup now maybe later she'd get a chance to slap some on, she was late. Grabbing her keys, and apron as she went out the door, and crossed the road from the motel, to the Devil's Tower Café. 

"Donna honey, why didn't you ring me, I would have been over sooner." She said tying her apron.

"Breeze, I was just thankful for your help last night with that crowd, as it was we sent half of them away, with carry out orders." Donna scanned the street. "Mostly this morning it's been coffee and a hello biscuit to go. Not too much booth & stool. We can do it." "Yup, no problem."

Breezy went to check the coffee urns and fill the Bun coffee baskets, filter, tear the packets open and carefully dump the contents in each basket, they had more baskets than urns so they could keep ahead of the rush, and after filling all ten baskets she stacked them for use.

The bell over the door rang, and she turned to see a tall, dark haired man in leather, with a bandanna wrapped around his forehead old style. He took a seat in a booth, after tossing his jacket into the corner of the seat he sat down, and stretched back. She saw that he had a sleeve tattoo on his right arm, made up of skulls, flames, bike engines. Just a few tats on his left arm, eight ball, lucky thirteen, and a naked lady. Wonder if he's covered in any others. 

Breezy cheerfully greeted him, "Morning, welcome to Devil's Tower Café, could I get you a coffee sir?" she placed a menu page on the table, and waited.

"Black" he answered in a gravely voice, "And keep it coming."

She filled a large 16 oz. cup, specialty of the house, and returned to him.

"Have you decided on anything else, we have raised doughnuts fresh from town today, and pies also that aren't on the menu."

He looked up at her, appraising her cheerful manner, with deep green eyes.

"Are we always this perky in the morning?" He grumbled.

"I don't know how to answer that one, but are you always this crabby?" she jested. "Get up on the wrong side of the sleeping bag or something?"

"Probably had one too many beers last night, sorry for being an ass." He said apologizing.

"How about I get you a couple of Hellos and a couple of Tylenol?" she suggested. 

She placed the order with Donna then went to the office cabinet and got two pain relievers. On the way back she filled a tall OJ for him.

"Here Hun, take these and drink all that juice, supposed to be good for hangovers."

Several other people stopped in for carryout orders, and she placed them, watching the grump in the corner.

She took him the two Hello biscuits, ham, egg and cheese on extra large biscuits, and he ate them both quietly. Later she stopped back filling his coffee.

"Could I get you anything else, how was it?" she inquired. "The best, Biscuits sandwiches, I've ever had, and could I get your number?"

"Are you flirting with me?" she smiled.

"Nope, I'm serious as a heartbeat sugar, give me your number so I can call you." He grinned at her. "How about some dinner, or a ride, maybe a concert, there's a lot going on right now?"

"You are flirting with me."

She went back behind the counter, and rang up his tab, "That's seven, forty please."

He handed her a twenty, "Keep the change." The he slipped her a napkin. "My cell number, just in case, if you're not too busy or you might like to get away for awhile."

He took her hand and flipped it kissing her palm, "Thanks for your TLC, beautiful, call me."

He walk out the door and started up a big black bike, with a fat back tire, full of tread, definitely not here burning rubber, just here to watch. Now days you couldn't tell the real bikers (tattooed and patch wearing) from the RUBs (rich urban bikers), they all wore leathers, they all rode the same bikes, and sometimes they crossed over. Rich guys liked to play biker, and bikers liked to be rich. Her dad had been the latter, and had become rich doing what he liked, building up bikes with after market parts, and making the best rides money could buy. She stuffed the napkin into her jeans pocket and got back to work.

About three pm, things began to drag, but especially her butt on the floor. Her feet ached & her back kinked and she stretched to ease her muscles. Jolene the other waitress remembered to come to work today, yes she could get some needed down time. Crossing the road back to the motel, she was almost run down by a speeding motor cycle, and he flipped her off.

"Nice sign language buddy, watch where you're going." She yelled.

The motel had filled up today and was bursting to capacity, cars as well as bikes in every color and description filled the parking lot. She saw several sets of eyes turn her way, and some perked up with interest, so she quickly entered her room. She did not need another lothario telling her, how cute her butt was, or asking her to sit on his lap and see what comes up. One asked if her breasts were real, and wanted to check for silicone leakage. He must have been a plastic surgeon, in his last life, especially if he didn't know real from rubber. She slipped off her clothes and lay down for a nap. When she woke she lay back and sighed, she had been dreaming of that dude with the deep green eyes. He had been crabby, grumpy and rough, and she had been trying to get him out of his bad mood, at first joking with him, and then suddenly she was stripping for him, the mood and lights of the café dimmed and a strobe light came out of nowhere. Soon he was grinning from ear to ear, and rubbing his crotch, he was telling her something she couldn't hear. What a fantasy dream. 

"Hmmm, I wonder what that was he said, only one way to find out." She hopped out of bed and dug in the discarded jeans for the napkin. She pulled out her cell phone and pushed in the number he had written.

"Jack here!" he barked as if annoyed into the phone.

"Hi, um this is Breezy, the waitress from this morning, do you still wanna, do something together?" she asked not so sure herself.

"Positively, definite yes, where you at sugar?" he said tone different.

"I'm at the Bison Motel, number twenty, about an hour maybe."

"Be there with bells on, casual or dressy Breezy?" He asked.

"I don't care, casual; I didn't bring much with me."

After pushing the end button, she jumped in the shower, and put on make up with care, donning a black lace bra and thong set she bought at VS (Victoria's). Breezy picked out some black jean shorts with flames over dyed on the hems, and a tank with Harley Honey embroidered across the front. She pulled on her combat boots, grabbed her fringed leather jacket, picked up her back pack purse, and left to wait by the office.

"Woo wee, that's sure some nice ass, how about a date?" someone called from a doorway. "The hell with a date bitch, just come over here and fuck my big meat." Another called. "You still trying to give away that midget digit you got?" A woman said from another room. 

Everyone started laughing about that comment, and he went back inside. Breezy was smiling as she made the office. Most braggart's, usually didn't have nothing to really brag about. She wondered about Jack, no come on lines, no tails to tell, she hoped he was nice, for tonight she just wanted to get to know him better, maybe a lot better. She thought about Jack's attributes. She was very attracted to those dark green olive eyes; they drew her in like magic. His thick black hair just begged to have her hands in it. When he stood up from the booth he was over a head taller; she liked that; men shorter that you sucked; at almost 5' 10" she was taller than most girls in her class. Recalling his broad chest and biceps, she wondered if her worked out or just worked hard. 

He rolled up within minutes, backed in and kicked the stand down on the bike; he got off and walked to where she stood waiting. Appraising her as he walked from the curb to where she stood. He smiled at her and pulled her into a hug, then led her to the bike, a Victory, not bad, boy has taste.

"Let's go hit one of the eateries up the mountain, sugar, Deadwood okay?" He asked her.

"That's fine with me, Jack." She commented. "Nice bike."

He got on and she swung her leg up and over behind him, sitting on the fender patch, noting as she got on that the license plate was from Montana. Maybe he was a local and she didn't need to worry about her safety. She snuggled into his back and wrapped both arms around his waist, feet carefully on the foot pegs. They rode for over an hour though forested lands, dotted with ranches and small farms, some cabins and retreats. When they pulled into a parking lot she shook herself fully awake, and got off to stand, her legs were wobbly, and he took her elbow to steady her and walked her to the casino restaurant. 

"Table for two, Jack Moran, for seven." He said to the hostess.

"Right this way Mr. Moran sir, it's nice to have you join us again." And she walked them back to a corner booth with plenty of room, "I'll send someone to you right away, sir."

"Been here to dine a lot?"

"Just a couple of times, I'm acquainted with the guy that owns the place, and waitresses like me. I'm a good tipper."

Breezy slid into the middle and he slid in after her, he took her hand and raised it to his lips, kissing her knuckles. 

"Thanks for calling me, I hoped you would, but I had the feeling you might think I was just another guy in for the week and trying to hook up. I moved here a while back, and haven't settled down to life here yet, haven't found anyone to date, don't really know anybody." He looked into her eyes. "But I'd like to get to know you."

"Jack, are you a nice man, friendly to dogs and children?" She questioned him.

"Most of the time, I haven't kicked either one for awhile, I just finished building a house up near the Bitter Root Range, and have been deciding what to do with myself lately. I sold a company I had , patens, contracts and all. Thought I would travel and pull back from the hectic life of the city."

"So what was your career field, something secretly scientific, if you tell me, will you have to kill me?" She teased.

"No just an engineer, mostly I made parts that made things better, improved speed or balance, just parts."

Leather Lusts Ch. 02



"First time I've heard a man talk about his parts, and not brag." She looked at his lap then glanced away.

He shifted in his seat, and turned toward her his outside hand landed to caress her thigh, while the other played at the nape of her neck, brushing her hair. He leaned in to kiss her ear, and whispered. "Some men don't need to brag, Breezy." 

Just then a waiter came to take their order, and they both ordered steak with a salad and baked potato. He asked for a beer, and she a cooler. Breezy told him about college she was almost done with her BA degree, and classes, she told him she had come up to get away for the summer, and help out a family friend. She had been to the area as a girl and wished to return. The waiter returned with rolls and a platter filled with assorted cut vegetables and olives. They talked about things that happened today and were served salads. Jack told her about a bike drag he went to see. The waiter served their sizzling steaks and large baked potatoes with butter and dishes of sour cream with chives. They ate the meal and Breezy occasionally remarked that dinner was excellent, as she moaned with pleasure.

"Please tell your friend, my compliments that steak was the best." She said dabbing her napkin at the corner of her mouth. 

After he paid the bill, they stood outside the casino, he rubbed her arm. "I don't want this to be over, how about Sturgis at night, we could walk the street, look at the venders, or dance at the square?"

"Sounds okay, or you could take me back to my room, I'm kind of curious about those parts." She looked up at him suddenly serious.

"Baby, anything you want, I'm your man." 

"Do you have any protection?" She asked shyly looking away.

"Got one in my wallet, maybe we should make a pit stop, the Smith's in Spear Fish, and I'll get us something to drink." He offered then climbed on the bike.

They road back down the canyon, stopping at the Smith's store on the way back, he strapped the bags to both sides, and helped her get on behind and rode away. She held him tight occasionally caressing the stomach above his belt, and lay her head on his back. Upon their return, he pulled into the courtyard and parked in front of her motel room. She pulled her key out and went to open the door. He unloaded the bags and followed her inside. Setting them down, he took out a beer and handed her one. He drank half a bottle and sat it down on the night stand, then dropped his jacket on a chair, and moved to take her in his arms. He pushed her jacket off, tossed it behind him, it hit the chair too. He lowered his head and kissed her nibbling her lips, causing them to open for him, his tongue dipped in mating and twining with hers, making goose bumps rise on her arms. She lifted her arms and buried her fingers in his hair, and pushed herself into him. 

"Mmmm, that's good, so good, you're a great kisser, makes me tingle all the way to my toes." She complimented him. 

"Baby, just holding you is causing me havoc, so what's gonna happen when we really get busy?"

He started peeling off his clothes, boots, t-shirt, jeans, and stopped at boxers, she giggled, "Boxers?" 

"Breezy, boxers give a bit of room, and they don't pinch my junk, plus I could be old fashioned." And he moved to help her divest her clothes. He pulled off her tank and licked his lips at the lace push up, he growled and unsnapped the shorts, pushing them down, and groaned at the sight of the matching lace thong. "You're gonna kill me, sugar, I'm burning up." 

He pushed her back onto the bed and unlaced both boots, and pulled them off, he rolled the shorts down her legs, letting them drop where ever, he took her feet and brought them up to his chest, one by one he pulled off her socks and kissed her arches. Leaning forward he rubbed himself on her clef, and through the thong and boxers she felt every ridge of him. Breezy, tried to touch him reaching only his knees and thighs, she wanted to pull her legs back, but he wouldn't let her.

"Jack, please Jack, I need to touch you." She begged him. 

"All in good time Baby, all in good time." He spread her legs to look at her mound nestled in lace, thong strap disappearing between her ass cheeks. "God that's sweet, I can't wait to eat it." He slid his lips down her leg, grazing her skin with his teeth. He lifted the edge of her thong with a finger running it along the lace hem, he tugged the thong pulling the strap tight, causing friction against her pinkness.

"Jack, oh god, Mmmm" she whined.

Jack chuckled in his throat, this was going to be her best, satisfaction guaranteed, he lower his face and nipped the outside edge of her thong, pulling it out, he eased the back t-strap off with both his hands, pulling the front off with his teeth. She lifted her legs to assist him in his mission, and settled them on his shoulders. She unclipped her bra and began pinching her own nipples. He kissed down her leg sucking at the flesh of her thigh, licking closer still until he reached her nub, she jolted like she had been struck by lightening, bucking beneath him, he held her captive sucking and moaning into her, her pink flesh turned darker she started to flood and swelled with excitement, still he lapped and suckled her nub. Breezy began to shake her head from side to side, lick her lips, and her whole body quivered with ecstasy, finally she exploded begging him to stop.

"Oh Jack, that's so good, but no more, I'm dying." She gasped.

He raised his head to her belly, and nibbled her pooch, licked her belly button, nipped her ribs, and crawling up further, suckled her breasts each in turn. Push up to his elbows he kissed her, giving her a taste of herself, he ground his hips into her and groaned. He wanted to be inside her, right now, his cock pounded with a heavy pulse, his throat went dry. Forcing, himself back, he reached for the beer on the nightstand and drained it, and then he rolled to the side of her, stroking her breasts and belly. Following the path lower, he slipped a hand between her legs and strong fingers into her body, he nipped her neck, and swirled her ear. She stroked his head and back, spreading her thighs to his urging, soon he had two fingers inside spreading her muscles, with his thumb he stroked her nub, when he had three fingers inside her she felt tingles of pain spread through her channel, Jack kissed her long and slow, all the time easing his fingers into her. When she relaxed enough, and began moving her hips in time to his massage of her, he stopped, and reached for the box beside the bed, ripping it open he dumped out several foil packets on the nightstand, and grabbed one.

When he pushed off his boxers, she was shocked, not only the length, but the girth of him was huge. He rolled the condom down over the crown, and knelt on the bed to mount her.

"Jack, that monster won't fit, it's too big." She cried fearfully.

"I'll fit Baby, I just spent the last fifteen minutes making sure you'd stretch, now just lie back and relax, I won't hurt you, Breezy please." He kissed her worshipping her lips and rolled over her. "We'll just take it slow." 

He took himself in hand and rubbed the head back and forth through her clef, rubbing her clit, making her wetter. Then he pushed down and inside her popping through the ring of muscle. He stopped, and with patience he waited, for her body to accustom it's self, and for his to cool down a bit. He kissed her and caressed her breasts rubbing and pinching the nipples. He hunched forward and buried his head in her neck, and began rocking her pelvis inch by inch. She relaxed more, and he bottomed out, touching her cervix with that big rubbery head. He looked up into her face, noting the gasps of excitement coming from her, panting in shallow measures, and knew she was ready for the next stage. He held her head in both his hands and forced her to look at him, his green eyes bore into hers as he flexed his ass in steady rhythm. Her legs wrapped themselves around his hips, feet digging into his ass cheeks, her hands held onto his upper arms, to keep her from sliding up the bed. She responded and arched her body. A layer of sweat covered her neck and breasts. She began to shake all over, suddenly stiffening, her muscles tightened on him milking his cock, she hoarsely screamed and dug her nails into his arms. Jack finally grunted and stiffened, holding her tight, occasionally jerking his hips.

He held her for several long moments before rolling to the side and pulled her over on top of his chest, both of them drifted off to sleep.

Breezy awoke with a sense of loss, she reached out and searched for him, but he was not to be found. Through bleary eyes she scanned the room, no clothes in the chair or on the floor, half a six pack of beer on the desk, and almost a full box of condoms on the nightstand. Well, so much for a one night stand, it was only polite to say goodbye, good luck and see ya. She rolled to her back and felt the sore muscles in her stomach complain, the stiffness between her legs a not so subtle reminder of the great sex from last night, she coughed and reached for the other half of that beer she didn't finish last night, her throat was dry, then she remembered why, she had screamed for him. She felt uncontrolled and wanton, smiled to herself and rubbed her thighs together remembering each caress.

She stilled as she heard a noise at the door, the knob rattled, was someone trying to break in, she rolled over for her phone, played dead and the door opened. Jack strolled in dropping his keys and a bag and two coffees on the desk, took off his coat and knelt by the bed.

"Breeze, wake up sugar, I got us some breakfast." He kissed her cheek and nuzzled her neck. "Beautiful get up or I'm gonna crawl back in bed and forget about feeding you."

Breezy, yawned and stretched curving her arms around his neck, she kissed him and said. "I like cold food."

Together they stripped him in record time, pulling at his clothes and strewing them about the room, she kissed him in indiscriminate areas as she peeled shirts, pants and boxers. Up on her knees in the bed she met him coming back for a soul searing kiss. Mouths open, tongue chasing, nipping lips they fell to the bed so hard they bounced, his hands were everywhere, caressing and searching, stroking and kneading, he began to shake loosing control. She reached for a foil packet, tearing it open with her teeth she rolled it on into place. She stroked him a few times and he groaned, he pushed her hands away and back.

"Oh Baby, ya gotta stop that or I'm gonna spill." Jack whispered.

"Jack, I want you, I want you inside me, I've been reliving last night, and I'm so wet." She put her hand between her legs and brought a finger up to place it in her mouth and suck on it. "Ahw Breezy, that's so hot, let me have a taste." And he leaned forward taking her finger into his mouth. He rolled his tongue around the digit, and pushed her into the mattress covering her. On his hands and knees he rolled his hips into her, sliding his engorged flesh through her wet clef, each time his bulb slid over her clit she jerked. He lowered his head to her breasts and suckled from them, nipping and licking them in turn. Breezy ran her hands through his hair, and over his shoulders and back. She pulled her legs up to wrap them over his buttocks, rubbing her calves along his hips and thighs. He lowered himself and dropped a hand down to help place his cock, he fed her inches until she was full of him. He began to rock himself into her, slowly at first and then faster, he stretched her in both directions, and began to rotate the angle of his thrust. Her eyes popped open wide and she clutched at him, gasping for air, she strained and came. He still wasn't done with her; he pulled out and flipped her to her knees. Pushing back in, his balls slapping against her clit, burying himself deep and bumping her cervix, he rested on her back and twirled both breasts at the same time. His breath came sharply, he reached down to put pressure against her clit, she clamped down and they both came screaming this time. She sagged to the bed gasping. He rolled her over on top of him and stroked her back.

"Jack, do you believe in love at first fuck, because you're the best." She said playing with what few hairs he had on his chest, and tracing the few tattoos that covered his chest. A Ying yang symbol and a flaming dragon tattoo.

He laughed at her comment, "What, I didn't bowl you over at the café?"

"I liked you, you're very handsome. I wanted to get to know you more, still want to get to know you more."

"Have you got the day off?" he smiled. "It's a long story."

"As a matter of fact, I do, so start talking."

Jack let her know he was thirty-six years old, born I Atlanta, Ga., where his parents and a sister still lived, he had been married and divorced, no children, he started up a company, right out of tech school, that he had recently sold, because the offer was too good to pass up. Was he rich, well that was a matter of opinion, well off, and living off the interest of his bank balance? His likes were, anything with a motor, he had several projects going. He just finished his new home and hadn't finished moving everything in, and was still looking for some pieces of furniture to round out the stuff he had. He said he would like to show her his house, he was very proud of it, and had taken part in the initial planning. He said he liked to camp and hunt, also liked to hike and fish that was the main reason he moved west, the space. 

"Are you bored yet, let's eat and ride out, would you like to go to Mt. Rushmore or that Sitting Bull thing?" He stroked her hair away from her face. "If you don't want to ride the bike, I brought the coach over."

"Coach?" she asked.

"Yeah I went and got my motor coach from down the road at the KOA, just a 38' with tip outs, I have an enclosed trailer for my bike, I asked the clerk if I could park it in the adjoining lot, no problem." "How big is the bed?" She smiled.

"Mmmmm, I like the way your mind works, we'll take the coach then, if we feel the urge to pull over and fuck like bunnies, we can." He kissed her ear. "Shower first?"



Leather Lusts Ch. 03



"Food first, shower second, also I'll phone Donna at the café, so she don't worry."

They ate cold food and showered, together; he kissed her under the water, but refrained from major sexual contact. She called Donna, and was told to enjoy herself, but be careful, and wanted a full account later. They went down to the lot together, and he dropped the locked trailer leaving it in the lot, he helped her up the steps and then into the seat, she looked around the living area, several black leather built in seats and a sofa, cherry cabinets, with marble counters, slate tiled floor, very nice, he had good taste. 

The coach made its way up through the foothills and mountains by rivers and lakes. They passed the time talking about the sites, and praising any bikes they admired. They stopped in the parking lot at Mt. Rushmore, and walk up through the Kiosks and venues to gaze up at the four past presidents forever memorialized in stone. He bought her a couple of t-shirts, and would have bought more when she stopped him in protest. He smiled at her, he couldn't ever remember, smiling this much, he touched her often, claiming her, and letting her know with out saying his feelings. They traveled down the mountain, and stopped at a restaurant for lunch. They ate burgers and looked around the dinning area at the memorabilia on the walls. After lunch, at the register, he picked out a pair of locally mined Amethyst earrings for her, and gave them to her on the way out.

"Jack, stop buying me all this stuff, its crazy." She complained.

He looked down, bit his lip, and said. "Breezy, I feel crazy. I just wanna give you the moon, I'll try to stop. Do you think I'm trying to buy your affection?"

"Jack, you could have all my affection, with out spending a penny." She kissed him. "I just wish that you didn't shower me with gifts, so slow down."

"Baby, you say just the right things I think I'm falling for you." He kissed forehead. "Want to go back to the motor coach and fool around?" 

"Are we parked far enough away from everything?" She smiled shyly. "I wouldn't want someone to wonder why I was screaming, and come investigate."

"Hey, if the coach is a rock'n, don't come a knock'n." and he took her hand and pulled her after him.

They almost ran all the way to the end of the parking lot, where the coach was parked. He opened the door and switched off the alarm, and walked backward pulling her with him through the hallway. He kissed and caressed her and began pulling her clothes from her body. Sitting on the bed, he tugged her into his arms, fitting her between his thighs. She leaned into him and felt the ridged outline in his pants she let her hand drift down his body to rub him through his jeans.

"Breeze, you're so beautiful, you got perfect tits. Not to big, not to small, just round and right." He suckled at her breasts, pulling the nipples with his lips and teeth. "And you're ass is a marvel, got back booty, I just want to tap all day long." He said. His hands slid up and down her back, stopping to clutch at her ass globes. He pulled her forward and hunched his pelvis to rub his covered sex against her.

"Jack, sweetheart you have too many clothes on." She bent to pull at his boots, tossing them over her shoulder one at a time. She pushed those perfect "C" cups into his face, scraping her cleavage on his whiskers. She backed away and popped his t-shirt over his head. Stroking his chest she paused to pinch and lick his nipples then dropped to her knees before him. She ran both hands down his jean covered thighs, scratching at the fabric with her nails, stroking them back to his lap and over the bulge. She deftly slipped the button out and pulled the zipper down. Pulling both sides away, and tugging on his boxers she uncovered his thick cock. The tension caused it to pop out nudging her on the cheek. She whipped her tongue across his big rubbery head, lapping up the pearl that had oozed forth. She pushed his torso hard making him lay down, and dug her hands into his back pockets and pulled off the rest of his clothes. Sliding back between his knees her mouth lowered over him, she pushed down caressing him delicately with her lips, rubbing him with her tongue. He bumped the back of her throat and she moaned, and surged forward taking him as deep as possible. Her hand began to stroke him, the saliva from her mouth wetting him to his balls. She could hear the grinding of his teeth, and knew he was holding back, so she began using her teeth. With each stroke back she grazed flesh, making it sensitive. His hips began to shudder and twitch. She knew he must be close, and she felt for his balls rolling them gently in her palm. He arched his back against the bed, pushed her back and warned her.

"Baby I'm so close, you're gonna have to stop." He groaned.

"No Jack, cum in my mouth." She said. "I wanna suck you dry."

She returned to his lap, nursing at his cock, kneeling and leaching onto him. He pushed his hips up straining, his balls tightening into his body. His hands lowered, first caressing then clutching at her hair. He held her still in that last few seconds and then spewed into her mouth, she swallowed several times then at the end she lifted her head and stuck out her tongue so he could see his seed clinging there then pulled it back in swallowing it. 

"You're salty, sweetheart, but you taste good."

All he could do was grunt, and look at her with admiration. He grasped her hands and pulled her up across him to lie over his chest. He stroked her back, running his fingers around drawing an invisible pattern on her back. She snoozed on him and as she slept he moved them further up the bed and napped himself. 

He woke to her fingers stroking his cock, and when she had him as hard as a rock she slid her leg up over him and dropped down taking him inside. She leaned back on her arms and rolled her hips riding him. He stroked her thighs and hips, and surged upward, filling her. She closed her eyes and brushed her breasts, tugging at her nipples. She pulled them out and twisted almost cruelly, and gasped sharply. Looking at her actions and reactions excited him, so he reached up started helping her. He pulled her nipples and rolled them between his thumb and forefinger until they were ridged. One hand stroked down her belly and he pushed his thumb between her nether lips, rubbing her nubbin. She cried out and rode him faster. Through lowered lids she gazed at him, and leaned forward to kiss him. He anchored her hips with both hands and pumped up into her. He met her kiss and sucked her tongue into his mouth drawing on it he sucked at the speed his cock entered her body. Her body shook, and spasms over took her, she screamed into his mouth. After a few more flexes of his hips, he finished in her.

She lay in his arms until her heartbeats slowed, and sat up in a panic. "Shit, Jack I forgot a condom, I'm sorry, I'm so stupid." She put her head in her hands.

"It'll be okay, what ever happens, what ever doesn't happen, we'll take it step by step." He touched her back. "God Breezy, I think I'd like the idea of you being round and fat with my rug rat."

"Really?" She asked turning to him.

"Really, Really, are you close to your period?" 

"Maybe about a week or more, god I'm an idiot." She pouted.

He pulled her back down next to him and pulled the comforter over them. They slept until dusk, and he rose from the bed and drove to a near by camping site, paying for the space, he parked them and cooked dinner in the galley. She woke to the irresistible smell of beef sizzling, and saw him chopping vegetables at the counter. She felt very domesticated at the sight of him. Breezy pulled on some clothes and crept up to hug him from behind.

"My hero, he cooks, that looks and smells so good." 

"Be done in a few, nothing special, just steak and a salad." He turned and hugged her to his side, and tossed the veggies in the bowl. "Mind if we camp here tonight? I got us the space, and we could watch a few movies, I got some DVDs in the space under the couch."

"Sounds like a good idea, let me call and tell Donna I'm staying out." She went for her purse.

"So, is Donna related to you, because you seem to be very close?" He asked.

"She's kind of a friend of my dads, I met her when I was a kid, and we came here to visit. When dad asked her if I could help her out this year, and she jumped at the chance. She worries about me like a mother hen, so I'll call her." She flipped the phone out, and one bar appeared. She rang her number. "Donna, it's me Breeze, where staying in a campground tonight." The line scratched and skipped. She barely heard a reply. "See you tomorrow, bye."

She sat at the table nook and he served the meal, popping the cork on a bottle of red he poured two glasses of wine and sat down across from her. He smiled at her and lifted his glass in salute. "Here's to us, today, tomorrow, and forever?" He asked. "We could make up our minds for sure later, but right now, right here it looks like forever to me."

She sipped some wine, "Are you serious, are you asking the big question?"

"I can't think about tomorrow without you, I don't want to go home to my empty house, if we're not talking marriage, would you think about staying with me until you return to finish your courses. I wouldn't ask you to quit what you're working toward, and maybe we could transfer the rest of your classes to a school closer." He closed his eyes for a moment, "Breezy, Baby I love you, I would go back with you and stay until you finish school."

"Oh Jack, it's not just what I'm going to school for, it's why." She sighed. "My dad really wants me to take over the business part of his business." 

"Does this mean we don't have much of a chance?" He set the glass down.

"No, it just means my dad will have to find someone else to take over, because I might be getting married soon." She smiled at him and he got up, and went around the table to pull her to stand in front of him. He hugged her and twirled her around, lowered his head and kissed her.

"Breezy, you had me going there, it scared me to think you might say no."

He slid in next to her and for the rest of the meal he held and touched her not loosing contact. He fed her some of his steak, and took some that she offered him. After they finished he pulled a drawer out of the couch and picked out a recently released scifi movie and put it in to play. They sat and watched the movie, holding each other, occasionally kissing and whispering about the storyline. When the movie was over he walked her back to the bed and made slow, sweet love to her, and they fell asleep in each others arms. 

In the morning Jack woke up to the smells of cooking, he stretched and smiled, my woman he thought, mine. He pulled on his boxers and stopped in the bathroom for business before stopping behind her and encircling her in his arms. "What's for breakfast?" he kissed her neck. 

"Pancakes, you had a mix." She relaxed against him.

"I could just spread syrup all over you, and not come up for air." He suggested.

"Hmmm, no pancakes, I'm hungry." She giggled. "Then you can eat me."

He growled and reached down to pinch her butt. Standing at the stove top together they finished the pancakes, and took them to the table to eat. She glanced up from her plate several times to find his hungry gaze upon her. Both of them ate in silence, and in record time. At the last bite, instead of taking the bite she flicked it across the table at him, hitting him in the bare chest. She grinned at him and ran for the bedroom. Breezy pulled his shirt off over her head, and tossed it behind her. He was so close behind that it caught him in the face, and he grabbed her just before she reached the bed. Turning her naked in his arms, he kissed her long and slow, she tasted of maple syrup and butter.

"Breeze you're a bad girl, and now I'm gonna have to punish you." He smacked her butt once and tossed her backward on the bed. Immediately he fell on her spreading her thighs and lowering his head to her mound. He nipped her there and slipped his tongue between her nether lips, and caressed her nubbin. She arched up crying his name, and he gripped her legs tighter so she couldn't move. He sucked on her and increased the friction by shaking his head slightly and pulling on her. She tugged on his head, pushed her mound upward and screamed her pleasure. He lapped at her, but did not break contact, and soon had her on the way to a second orgasm. 

"Jack, oh baby, I'll be a good girl." She pled. "Just let me rest a minute."

Green eyes sparkled up at her, and he nipped the soft skin of her thigh, leaving a love bite, marking her most intimate territory. He grabbed a condom from the night stand, and dropped his boxers, rolling it down his already ridged cock. He crawled up the bed between her legs, and pulled her up to him; he hooked both legs over his arms, and entered her. He groaned, and started slicing into her, pumping her channel and filling her to a stretched almost painful fullness. His ass whipped back and forth; his balls smacked at her ass and gave her sphincter a tingling sensation. She was close to the edge again, ready to dive into ecstasy, and he slowed the rhythm and change the angle. He dropped both her legs and surged forward into her, rolling his hips each time. Jack was drawing it out. He suckled her breasts tugging her nipples, and rubbed his beard stubble across them until they tingled. He massaged them with both hands; bringing the peaks together he pulled on them at the same time. She buried her hands in his hair and tugged him back then raised her head and kissed him, her tongue battled with his. He began to slam into her again, and soon together they stiffened and cried out.

"Baby you're the best." And she squeezed him with her inner muscles.

"Nope, you're the one who makes me want to fulfill your every wish. Make you scream in that hoarse little voice, sigh when you're satisfied; I am merely your slave." He smiled. "Use me as you will." 



Leather Lusts Ch. 04



She looked at him smiling, searching his features, and memorizing them.

"I love you Jack"

"I love you too Breezy"

He woke her; a couple of hours later and they showered; dressed and got ready to leave. She started the dishes and he did tank maintenance. Soon they were on there way, and pulled into one of the bigger lots off of Sturgis's main street. Venders lined both sides of the street; again he bought her a few t-shirts. Then they stumbled into a leather shop, and he walked around picking out some leather halters, skirts, shorts, and bustier.

"Hey, stop spoiling me."

"These aren't for you, these are for me." He grinned. "Leather turns me on, just wear them often."

He carried several bags of clothes back the couple of blocks to the motor home, and tucked them inside so they could enjoy the day. People were everywhere, and bikes were parked on each side and a double line down the middle of the main street.

They listened to bands play, drank beer, ate and danced in the afternoon sun. He took her to the museum, and looked at the motorcycle history memorabilia. Then on the way back he pulled her to a kiosk where Black Hills gold was being sold.

"Breeze, lets buy you a ring, we don't have to set a date, I just wanna tell the world your mine." He kissed her ring finger and smiled. "A nice couple carrots for my bunny?"

"No Jack, my hands are too small, how about something that fits me, a bit delicate?"

The clerk came forward with a tray, "I've just the thing, these are all a carat or less, and some of these designs made by our local artisans are one of a kind."

"Oooh look, that one's nice." She picked up a small rose in rose colored gold with a diamond center, leaves of gold and white gold covering the band. "I like it, what do you think."

He pushed it on her ring finger. "A perfect fit, we'll take it, and do you have any band sets that might accent it?" He asked the clerk. 

"As a matter of fact we have these in the same grade, with the leaf design on them." He picked out the size seven of her finger, and pulled another for him to try on. "Perfect fit, about an eleven, I'm at good sizing, it's a gift." He took Jack's card and totaled the bill, and wrapped up the bands and handed them back to Jack. "May I be the first to congratulate you on your pending nuptials? She sure is a treasure. May you both have a happy & long life together?"

"Thank you!" Jack said and shook the clerk's hand.

They walked back to the motor coach holding hands, occasionally kissing, and hugging. The ride back to Bison although over an hour seemed too short; they parked in the lot and walked across to the café. When almost there she noted a chopper parked out front. "Pop" she said and ran ahead inside. Jack walked through the door and saw Breezy hugging an old biker with long white hair in a braid down his back. He wore a worn leather vest and chaps. The vest had a patch and rocker on the back for a Denver chapter.   "Jack this is my dad, Arlo Webb, dad this is, Jack Moran."

The men shook hands, and sized each other up taking in the stature and dress of each other. 

"So Jack, have I heard of you, your name sounds familiar." Arlo asked.

"You might have, you bought most of the 'Lightening' clutch assembly systems I made over the last five years." Jack said. "You were one of my more consistent customers."

"No shit, hell stuff ain't been the same since you sold that parts business." Arlo complained. "They've been sending me bad metal and seams with tags."

Both men talked about business and bikes for over an hour when Breezy butted in.

"Pops, Jack gave me a ring, popped the question, and I said yes." Breezy smiled, she showed him the ring.

"What about college, and the shop, I can always get another manager, but I wanted you to keep the shop." He dad said.

"We could still do that Pop, but I want Jack, and I want a family." Breezy took his hand. "Be happy for me."

"Grandkids now don't that make me feel old." He turned to Jack. "Better hurry up with that preacher son."

Donna came out from the back to hug her and congratulate the couple, she said it was the prettiest ring she had seen in a long time, and then she fired her telling her, "Go get married girl, have a nice honeymoon, start right now on that family."

Breezy blushed, "Oops, to late, really just a close call, to busy to take care of business." She glanced at Jack. "Put my big foot in it. Let's elope, how about we go to Vegas."

"You sure, I thought you wanted to wait, no pressure." Jack added. "We could be on a plane by tomorrow morning."  "Yeah I'm sure, Dad was the reason I wanted to wait, and now that it's settled I just wanna be with you." 

After they ate dinner at the café and said there good byes, Breezy went to pack her things and clean out her room. Jack went to hook up the trailer. Fifteen minutes and she was done and dragging her big duffle past the office, and around the corner to the lot. She saw him then, a greasy lanky biker, he had moved up behind Jack and too late she saw the bat he carried. He struck Jack from behind, knocking him to the ground, and began to swing again. She screamed and ran toward the lot; the asshole whirled toward her, brandishing the bat.

"Fucker, you mother fucker!" Breezy spat at him.

She leaped forward and swung her right leg and kicked him upside the head; he swung the bat at her. She dodged his swing and it hit the coach panel. Thrusting a fist at him; she upper cut his chin, he took a step back. He flipped the bat around and gripped it again. He yelled and charged her, but she side stepped and parried flipping him to the ground over her hip; and stomped his calf so hard she heard the bone snap. The attacker screamed in agony.

"You fucking bitch, you broke my leg." He accused. She kicked out again contacting his balls, he was moaning and complaining. Soon she was fed up with his caterwauling so she kicked him in the head and knocked him out.   She ran to Jack then and knelt beside his torso. Jack's head was bleeding, blood matted his hair. She asked some of the people gathering around to call 911, and made sure he was breathing. Someone brought her bags to her and she pulled out a shirt to wrap around his head. Soon a patrol car came, and then an ambulance once they began working him over and checking vitals he woke. 

"Breeze, Breezy!" he cried out and she pushed the EMT aside.

"Jack, I'm okay it's you that bastard hit, I thought he killed you; must have some hard head honey?" She clutched his hand.

Being awake he refused to go to the hospital. So treatment, was a butterfly and some liquid stitches, they wrapped his head in gauze and had him sign the release form. The deputy took a bit longer, he began to question Jack about the fight. Breezy had to tell him that Jack was hit in the head and out cold the whole time. She gave an account of the fight and stated for the record. "I may have had a few defense classes, in school."

"Miss that man's leg was broken, serious inquiries may follow." The deputy said.

"Okay, so I'm a brown belt, Judo." She said. "Yes I know, my hands are considered a weapon, but I felt sure that Jack was seriously hurt, and my life was in imminent danger."

He had them sign statements, and told everyone to go it was over. Some went back to the bar and some back to the motel. Breezy helped Jack into the motor coach and sat him on the couch, then went back for her bags. Lugging them in she dropped them on the floor, and went over to sit on the couch next to him.

"A Brown belt in Judo, Huh?" He whispered. "Guess I don't wanna piss you off, you could beat my ass."     

"I got your back, baby; and no body should think of hurting you or coming between us." She promised. "I'll take em' down."

"My heroine, I'd show you my appreciation, but I have a headache tonight dear."

"Jack you may have a concussion, we need to keep you awake for several more hours." She smiled. "How about we play some cards for awhile?"

They played cards, and talked for hours. After the recommended time, they wandered back to bed, and slept.

The next morning Jack awoke first and spent time drinking in her features; memorizing the arch of her brow, thick baby fine lashes, straight bridge of her nose, and the full pouting lips. She was amazing; he took a strand of her hair and brushed her nose with it. She lifted a hand and brushed her nose, but did not awaken. Jack leaned to her and kissed her nose. She lifted a hand to brush her nose, and caught the side of his face. Turquoise blue eyes opened to gaze back at deep green ones.

"Morning how's your head?" she asked.

"It feels like small hammers now, instead of ten pound sledges, I'll be good as new in a few days."

"Earth to Super Jack, have you got a doctor here yet? Because the EMT said you need to have the doctor check you over. We can look for one when we get home today."

"God you're bossy." He murmured.

"I love you." she whispered, and hung her head.

"I love you to, sorry I'm crabby, I'm just used to doing things in my own time. I'll call around when we get to the house; maybe they could squeeze me in at the clinic. Then we need to go to the Court House for the license. Maybe we could get a flight tomorrow for Vegas." He said and kissed her. "I liked waking up to you, I watched you while you slept."

"God I hope I didn't snore or slobber."

"What do you think woke me up?" He smirked.

"Liar, I do not snore!" and she tweaked his nipple.

"How would you know, you're asleep?" 

He rolled her underneath him and kissed her lips and slid to her cheek. He tugged at her ear lobe with his teeth, and sucked at the pulse of her neck. All the while under him she squirmed and moaned. Her nails grazed his shoulders and upper arms. She felt the weight of his hardening cock against her thigh and lifted her leg over his. She reached down and stroked his hip and clutched his butt, squeezing him. He moaned and took position and pushed himself inside her. His movements were slow at first, talking his time, moving with care, hunching into her tight channel. She became wetter, fluids seeping down her ass crack, pooling on the bed. She arched back meeting his thrusts, wrapping her legs around him. Her arms encircled him, pinching his skin, nails so close to digging furrows in his back. When he rose up, looping her legs over his arms and began to pound her, with each thrust he hit bottom. The thick rubbery bulb of his cock was thudding her cervix. His ass whipped in frenzy; movements so hard she swore the whole coach must be shaking. The tingling began and she tightened down on him and screamed. Her nails dug into his back and flexed. Her body bucked under him then stiffened. He gritted his teeth grinding them, and then let out a roar as he came. He slammed his hips down and dropped her legs, just to lie atop and rub sweat over her breasts with his chin, for several more minutes.

"My fault this time." He said.

"What?"

"No protection, I even put some in the drawer; I'm so distracted while making love to you, that I forget business." He looked apologetic. 

"Do you want to have kids?" She looked at him beseechingly. 

"Yeah I do, I wanna have kids with you, so shall we forget about the condoms?" 

"Yup."



Leather Lusts Ch. 05



They both showered and dressed; and crossed the road for breakfast. Breezy, was surprised top find Pops helping out behind the counter. Donna was back cooking on the grill. 

"Hey heard there was a bit of excitement last night." Pops said.

"Yeah, some guy tried taking my head off with a bat, and Breeze kicked his ass." Jack said. "She even broke his leg; if she hadn't been there he might have killed me."

"She took eight years of Judo classes, she should have been a 'black belt', but that stupid Sensei wouldn't promote her unless she competed." Pops growled. "She could have killed that asshole."

"Would you guys stop talking about me as if I weren't here?" Breeze complained. "I'm hungry, bacon & eggs with a short stack; OJ and coffee to drink."

"I'll have the ham & potato skillet, whole wheat toast and coffee black." Jack sat on the next stool. "New job Arlo, giving up the bike business?"

"Just helping out like usual, always give Donna a hand when I'm up visiting." He grinned. "Then she ain't too tired for me when her shift is over."

Donna turned and tossed a towel at him, "Geezer, I'll show you who's tired tonight."

Pops went over to Donna and laid a big kiss on her lips and cupped both ass cheeks, pulling her close.

"Please you two, you're just like a couple of kids, you're in public." Breezy lectured. "Save it for the bedroom."

Donna brought their plates over and Pops brought the coffee. They ate and chatted about everything and nothing until breakfast was consumed. Breezy hugged them good bye and again the younger couple crossed the street to the motor home. Jack pulled the coach around, and headed west toward Glenrock. It was an hour of steady traffic before they reached the Montana border, high grassy plains rolled into scrub sagebrush hills. Before reaching Billings the States Capitol they turned south and drove through the small town of Raspberry Flats near the foothills of the Bitter Root Range. The mountain range rose sharply from the valley floor, sparsely covered with vegetation, until about half way up the summit. Then aspen groves sprouted in canyons, and pines covered outcroppings of rock, further up the rock was barren hard stone.

He slowed and pulled off onto a graded gravel & dirt road. Following the base of a cliff around to the mouth of a canyon, where aspen and cottonwood trees grew. There sat the Log Home, scratch that, Mansion, for it looked to be over twenty thousand square feet. Built from pine logs and local limestone it's entrance had two log columns supporting a weather roof. Two huge doors carved with trees and a stream covered the door, the stream was inlayed water glass filled with natural bubbles.

"Oh Jack, it's beautiful." Breezy sighed.

"Want to check it out while I put the motor coach up?" Jack asked her.

"Yes, do you need me to help bring stuff in though?" 

"I can get bring everything in through the garage." He went forward to unlock the door and turn off the alarm. "Your castle awaits, my lady."

She grinned from ear to ear and kissed him as she passed by. The hall floor was covered in natural slate, and sealed. Warm pine walls welcomed the visitor, although most of the walls were bare. To the left in the hall was a study. With a desk, computer, and a couple of built in shelves. To the right was a family room. Dark green leather couches, a pine coffee table, and every electronic gizmo and gadget you could buy. Several built in shelves held movies.

At the end of the hallway was a walled divider, walking around it to the great room she gasped, two windows flanked a large stone fire place; framing the mountains in all their glory. Two fabric sofas in a Navaho print, sat across from each other in front of the fire. To the right she found another hall, a couple empty rooms, a small bathroom, and then the master suite. The four poster king pine bed was made with gnarled and natural woods. The bed was covered in tan suede like fiber comforter, with several shams. She lay back and stretched sensually across the bed. Pillow soft, and barely any bounce, the mattress must have been expensive. A door opened to a walk in closet with a bath at the other end, a garden tub with jets filled the corner, and double glass windows filled the corner for a view of the mountains. A glass walled shower in the other corner, with a waterfall feature and a wide shower head. Around the corner behind a false wall was the commode, and she used it. 

Breezy made her way back to the other side of the house, where she found an open slate area for a dining table and the kitchen. Pine cabinets filled the wall space, leaving room for a built in refrigerator and freezer. In the center of the room were a cooking island, stovetop & grill, oven, sink and dishwasher. Over head was a pot & pan rack, but no pots & pans. A few miss matched dishes in one cabinet, and some cups and glasses in another. Barely any food stuffs in the cabinets and fridge. So many possibilities, she had her work cutout for her; helping him to decorate and choose furnishings.

Breezy heard some noise and went through a mud room to the back door just in time to open the door. Jack had her bags, and some boxes from the motor home. She kissed him, pulling on the bag grips and took a few bags back to the bed room. He followed her, and dropping his load he hugged her from behind.

"Just like on MTV, this is where all the action happens, like the bed?" Jack nipped her neck.

"Already tried it out, love that pillow top back hugging feeling, we can christen it after you feed me." And Breezy turned wrapping her arms around his waist. 

"What are you hungry for, I think there's some pizza and frozen stuff in the freezer. I didn't have too much in the fridge; I thought it might spoil while I was out. But we do have some stuff in the boxes I brought in; I cleared out the motor home, fridge and perishables."

"Okay, why don't you lie down for a while, does your head hurt?" She asked. "I could start dinner; after I check out the freezer and begin our laundry, I saw a nice washer & dryer combo in the mud room."  

"Baby, my head feels fine, but I need to go check my e-mails, and phone messages. Then I might run down the road for the mail, since I didn't stop on the way by." Kissing her cheek, he said. "I'm good with anything you can find for dinner. I really don't have much cooking crap; we have to do a major shop when we get back or you could order on the net and use my card."

"I hope you don't hate this, but I like to shop, and everything I buy I touch, or try." She grimaced. "Maybe it's a woman thing."

While she dug in her bags and sorted laundry, he left to get online, in his study. She sorted all the new shirts, mostly black and would wash them separate, because of the dye. Happily she sang a song "Let me call you baby all the time", she couldn't remember where she'd heard it, but it fit her mood. She gathered the first load in her arms and toted it to the mud room, where she pushed it in the new front load washer, added soap and started it. In the kitchen she unpacked the box, milk, cheese, butter, bread, and a few veggies. She might be able to make up a salad. Opening the built in freezer she picked out a self rise crust pizza, and added more cheese to it before popping it into the oven.

She went over to an electronic wall unit and pushed on the tuner button, surprised to find it was an XM radio receiver. She picked an Alternative rock station, and danced around the kitchen. Dicing up the lettuce, tomato, and cucumber; she tossed a salad. 

She walked back in the mud room to check the laundry and met Jack as he walked in from the garage. He had an arm full of mail. "Surprising what you can get in the mail in a little over a week." Setting a pile of mail down on the counter, he reached for her, pulled her in close and kissed her nibbling at her lips, jaw and neck. After a few moments he swatted her behind picked up the mail and went to the study.

She moved the laundry over and began another load. Checked the pizza, it was done, and removed it from the oven to cool.

"Jack," she yelled. "Dinner's ready."

He appeared in the doorway as she was cutting the crust. Sitting at the breakfast bar, they ate pizza and salad, and talked.

"Breeze, if we go into Billings next week we could go to some of the bigger furniture outlets, and pick out some things we need. Dining room set, and redo the living room, get furniture for the spare bedroom. How about keeping the room across from ours as the nursery?"   "Jack Moran, I do believe you have me barefoot and pregnant already." 

"You could be, you could be carrying my child right now, it doesn't hurt to be prepared, and if you're not prego, we have more time to ourselves." He grinned at her.

"I wonder if I should pick up a test, when we go into town, it might be premature to see a doctor." She paused, "I haven't even missed yet."

They finished eating and loaded the dishwasher, she checked the laundry again and he turned on the TV. When she came to join him, he was watching a stock report; he smiled up at her then got a serious face and continued to watch. She snuggled into his side, and let him absorb the report. He grabbed a piece of paper noting some stocks. Without another word he went to the study, and got back on the computer. A few hours later after putting in the last load of laundry, Jack still had not emerged from the study. Breezy went past and ducked her head through the door; he was still at his desk top.

"Hey, coming to bed?" She asked.

"Yeah, soon Hun just got to check a few more things."

Half an hour later she put on a leather bustier and black thong. She rimmed her eyes with liner and mascara, and put gloss on her lips. Tossed her hair and shook it. She paused at the study doorway, and when he didn't look up she whistled. When he did look up he did a double take; his jaw dropped, and he shut the computer down. He ran both hands through his shoulder length hair, and stood.

"Breezy, I'm such a self absorbed ass, I don't deserve you." He walked to her slowly looking her up and down. "Is ahh, that some of the leather we bought in Sturgis?"

"Mmmm Hmmmm." She confirmed.

"Worth every penny, you look so hot, so sexy. Like my own little warrior princess."

"Oh Conan, someday you need to be in just a loin breach, and nothing else."

"Okay!" He smiled.

He looked at her and licked his lips; he was getting hard and hadn't touched her yet. He stepped up and stroked the skin pushed up over the bustier. He lowered his head and kissed her cleavage, breathing in her scent. His hands slid down each side of her breasts and followed a seam down her waist. Resting both hands on her hips he pushed into her with his bulge. He buried his face in her neck and sucked at her pulse. Breezy lowered her hands to him and rubbed his ridged length with the back of her hand. Dizzy with lust she anchored her hands at his belt. He cupped her ass cheeks and pulled her up to him. His forehead met hers and he gazed into her eyes. Placing both arms around his neck, she hopped and wrapped her legs around his waist. Jack walked back to the bedroom and set her down.

He swallowed, "God Breezy, every time I look in your eyes, I see my future." 

"I love you Jack"

"I love you to Baby, so much."

Jack unlaced the bustier, just far enough to get at her nipples. He suckled her pulling on her until her breast tightened her nipples to hard peaks. He rubbed his tongue over their rough texture, each in turn. She tugged on his nape, curling her hands in his hair. He backed her to the bed and sat her down. Toeing off his boots and pulling off socks first. He knelt on the floor in front of her. He stroked her legs up and down the outside of her thighs, and buried his face between her legs and kissed each leg in turn up the inside. Breezy pulled on the back of his T-shirt, tugging it up until it caught on his arms. Jack pulled back to give her the shirt and returned to his oral exploration. He grabbed two pillows and stood her to place them under her ass and lower back. Jack slung both legs up over his arms and licked her thong, wetting her though it. He suckled and nipped the thong over her mound. He pulled the thong aside and lapped at her center. She jerked and moaned under him. Her hands pulled and dragged at the bedspread. 

"That's such a pretty pussy, so pink and swollen." He murmured.

He buried his mouth against her, sucking her nubbin, licking her entrance. She began to push off the bed and open for him; her breath panting and gasping. He slipped a finger inside her, and pushed forward wiggling it upward, pressing her "G" spot. Immediately she cried out and bucked, after several more seconds she screamed in her throat until she was hoarse. She dug her heals into his shoulder blades and flexed her toes. Jack pulled out from under her legs, and stood to remove his jeans and boxers. Jacks cock bobbed, standing straight out from his pelvis. The purple knob and long veined sex had a life of its own, and like a flower to the sun, it turned toward her soft lips. He grasped her ankles and pulled her to the edge of the mattress; he held both ankles up, and slid his cock through her clef. He stroked himself on the warm buttery flesh, and without hesitation slid inside. She sighed and he moaned in unionism. Lunging his hips into her the bed rocked and moved under them. She held his biceps and pulled herself up to kiss him, straining to capture his lips. Her thighs widened and stretched out to hold him; ankles locked behind his back. He hammered down into her, causing the magical friction she required. Her lip curled and she tucked her face in his neck and screamed her pleasure. 



Leather Lusts Ch. 06



"Jack. Oh my god, oh my god, Jack"

Jack twitched and stiffened shooting his seed deep inside her.

Jack helped her off with the bustier and gathered her close; holding her and stroking her back in the middle of the big bed. He pulled the covers up over them after his heart stopped racing. He kissed her forehead.

"Jack, I'm not nosey; but what were you doing on the computer so long, are you worried about stocks?" Breezy questioned.

"No in fact I just unloaded the stock I had left of my old company." He reassured her. "When your dad said everything was going to hell in a hand basket, I decided to get out from under it. The index said it had dropped a few points. I put the money into Franklin Trust Funds; they seem to be doing well right now." 

"Jack, are you very rich?" She asked coyly. 

"Not Gates rich, but I don't have to work if I don't want to." He turned to her. "Why?"

"Do you want a prenup agreement? Most guys like to protect themselves; I could be out to steal you blind?"

"Breezy, you already stole the most important thing I have; my heart." He said and kissed her. 

"I love you so much, sometimes the things you say make me ache with the love I feel for you. You make me so happy."

"Next week, I'll go to the bank with you, and put you on some accounts. I've got a circulating account that just gets interest from savings, I think there's about fifty grand in there now. Will that hold you for awhile?"

"Jack, that's too much. Where, would I spend that much?" She asked.

"Well I promised to take you into Billings; we need furniture, linens, service items, and art." He smiled. "Shopping; could almost be fun."

"Speaking of fun, it was fun to play dress up. Maybe while we are in Vegas I'll look for some exclusive stores. Get a few more fantasy clothes."

"Cart Blanche on that, I don't care just surprise me; only stipulation being is nothing that hurts."

"Dam there goes the bondage queen idea, ha ha ha."

She snuggled into his side, and drifted off to sleep. 

In the morning Breezy woke up to find herself alone, she peeled the sheets and put them in the hamper. She went to the bathroom and showered; later she would like to try that big tub though. She dressed in a T-shirt and jeans and pushed her feet into cross trainers. Then she remade the bed. She found Jack in the kitchen making an appointment at the clinic to check his head wound.

"My appointment is at ten thirty, do you want to go get breakfast at IHOP, and then I can have the doctor check my head out." He asked. "Also, I called my folks and told them about us, and Mom's disappointed. Naturally my mother wanted us to come back home and have the wedding there. I told her we couldn't wait, and we're going to Vegas, like Elvis and Pricilla." 

"So when do I get to meet your folks and sister?"

"Oh maybe at Christmas, we could fly back its warmer there then." He said as he led the way back to the garage. 

"A Hummer, you have a Hummer, can I drive it?" She begged him. 

"Here you go, just be careful backing up it's a tight fit." He said and, tossed her the keys.

She got in smelling the rich leather interior; she pulled on and latched the seat belt. When Jack got in he smiled at her. He leaned over and hit a button on the dash panel, and the garage door opened.

"That is so cool, a built in garage opener." She said as she shifted into reverse. She eased the big vehicle backward and glided through the opening like a pro. Pushing the button again and closed the garage. She shifted gears and drove down the drive to the gate. Jack took out a controller and the Iron Gate rolled back.

"I have some trouble with that in the winter. The snow likes to block the mechanism so I need to get a housing built over it. Unless you like being snow bound for a week?" Jack smiled at her.

"Better fix it, then we can pretend to be snow bound."

Breezy turned right on the country lane and asked. "What's in the other direction Jack, this road is well maintained?"

"Oh, the Big Horn National forests, the Medicine Wheel and Cody, Wy." 

"We should go there sometime; I heard the museum is great."

She slowed the Hummer upon reaching the town limits, and down a couple of blocks pulled into the IHOP. Jack came around and held her hand as they walk into the restaurant. The hostess seated them in a side booth, leaving them to the waitress.

"Jack, how you doin'?" Said the petite brunette waitress, who was built a bit curvy for Breezy to like.

"Just fine Nora, this is my fiancé Breezy." He said. "Breeze this is Nora, she's worked here for sometime, and is very friendly."

"I bet, Nora you can get me the crepes with strawberries, OJ and coffee."

"Okay Sugar, and you Jack?" she secret smiled him.

"Umm I'll just have the sampler. Eggs, sunny, not to runny." 

After Nora left, she looked across at Jack. He was playing with the divider menu, and avoiding her stare.

"Jack, did you date that waitress?" Breezy asked. "She seemed very familiar with you."

"I maybe took her out twice, while I was building the house. I'm not a monk, but it wasn't that serious."

"Then don't act like your ashamed of her, and next time tell me when I might meet somebody I'm going to have to put in their place." She got up and walked to the swing doors and went through, Nora was talking to the cook about some blond slut. "Nora, might I have a moment with you?" Breezy said.

"You, you need to get out of here, employees only!" Nora screeched.

Breezy took her by the upper arm, escorting her to the back door and let her go. "Look bitch, I'm only telling you this once. Jack asked me to marry him, if he wanted little whore like you. He could have had you for some change. I don't expect to see you back at our table, so get someone else to bring our food. If you talk to Jack again, I'm taking out the trash." She whirled around and left the waitress and others staring after her.   

Breezy sat down across from Jack and smiled. Soon another staff waitress brought their order. She checked her food for tampering before eating it. Jack looked at her actions then checked his own food. Breezy laughed at him. They ate the food and left a decent tip for the new waitress. Back in the Hummer Jack guided her down to a Medical Center, with several small clinics grouped around it. They went in and Jack signed the roster, and sat down to wait. A Nurse took them to an exam room, and gathered Jacks vital information for the doctor. When the doctor came in he was a spry older man with white hair and gentle grey eyes.

He looked at the wound and said, "No infection, that's a good sign, do you have any headaches or pain?" 

Jack answered, "No."

"Just keep it clean, should heal nicely, if you have any more problems schedule another appointment. Your lucky son, you got a hard head."

Jack paid his bill and they went back to the SUV, he drove this time. All the way down to the other end of town and the Court House. He was sweating slightly and wiped the back of his hand over his brow. "Let's do this." Jumping down from his seat, and going around helping her out of the passenger seat. He walked her in with an arm slung around her shoulders. They filed and paid for their license. Once they were back in the hallway, he pulled her in for a long slow kiss. 

"Let's go pack some bags, and I'll book us a flight." He grinned at her. "Pack light, we could shop a little in Vegas."

"You spoil me." She kissed him and took the keys from him.

"I'm gonna have to buy you a Hummer, so I can drive mine." He teased her.

"Red or yellow, and with a package just like yours, now we're talking."

He swatted her ass, and followed her outside. She drove home without a hitch, and used the right buttons to open the gate and garage. Inside the garage she looked at some of his projects, he had an old '57' Panhead he was restoring, and a '64' GTO that was in pieces. She whistled at the goat, and checked the engine. "Could I wrench with you sometime?" She asked him. "Love big blocks."

He walked over and pointed out a few mods he was making to the 389 six pack. He smiled and gazed down in her eyes, and kissed her forehead, nose lips and chin. He picked her up and swung her around, then walked to the mudroom door. He then taught her the code to the security system. Walked over to a kitchen drawer and got her the spare set of keys. "The keys to the castle." He went to his study, and got on the computer. While she drug out a suit case and packed clothes for a few days, bagged her make up, and made sure she had her wallet. 

"Breeze, I need your social for that flight", he yelled from the study. She walked down the hall and gave him the numbers he needed.

"Where are we staying, one of those theme casinos."

"At the Bellagio, nice shopping, good restaurants; and chapel services. Also a gondola ride around the canal at night." He sold the place to her.

"Sounds like a great place for a wedding, very romantic." She sat on the desk. 

"I couldn't get a flight for today, so we go in early at six." He rubbed her thigh. "We could go to bed early and fool around; or drive into the city and stay near the airport."  

"How about we have some soup for dinner, and get an early night. Then we could hit the road in time to catch our flight." She caught his hand gliding up her leg. "Bad boy, maybe later, after dinner and a movie." She joked and got off of the desk.

"Breeze." He called after her, and she looked back to see him rubbing himself through his jeans and left giggling. 

God what a sex maniac and he ...was...all...hers. She pulled out a couple cans of good soup and warmed the in a bowl with the microwave, added a sprinkle of cheese to the top and some croutons. Jack made her jump, when he put his hands on her waist. 

"Beast, don't surprise me like that, you scared the life out of me." 

"Smells good, is it ready yet, I'm starving." Jack said and bent to nip her neck.

"Just" she said as she placed two bowls on the counter of the breakfast bar.

"What kind of soup is this, it's fantastic."

"You bought it, Jack it was in the cabinet." She giggled.

"Never tasted this good when I make it." He looked at her brooding, "What did you do to it?"

"Just some simple additions cheese and bread; sometimes I like to put in fresh herbs. But you don't have any spices; I'm going to have to stock a lot of things." She stressed to him.

"Sorry Baby, Kitchenville isn't my scene, but I'll get you anything you need." He looked at the floor. "Some salt & pepper, for spices; because I mainly cooked steak outside I didn't buy much." 



Leather Lusts Ch. 07



"Okay I forgive you, help me load the dishwasher."

They helped each other at the counter cleaning up, and watched a movie before going to bed. They slept until the alarm woke them in the morning at four. By the time she dressed he had all the bags loaded up. He drove to the major airport in the dark and she napped on the way. The twilight was touching the horizon when he reached their destination.

"Breezy, baby wake up, we're here." He said pulling into the parking garage. He unloaded the bags and got a ticket from the attendant. They both carried the bags to check in at the gate. After getting their boarding passes, he led the way to the upper floor, where they had a security check. They entered the VIP lounge, and helped themselves to coffee and pastries. It was about thirty minutes before the steward called their gate number and flight. The flight to Denver was short, and they caught a connecting flight to Las Vegas.

Jack collected their baggage from the carousel and went toward a pick up kiosk; a driver took them in a limo straight to the Bellagio. Once in the room Breezy looked around the suite of rooms. Jacuzzi in the corner, lounge area with a bar and a king sized bed. Jack made a few calls and came over to join her by the balcony that over looked the terraces. "Well tomorrow at ten, in the chapel down stairs, with a gondola ride afterward. Do you want to shop at the venues today, get a dress for tomorrow? I got a call in to the rental for a tux. Need to find shoes though, can't walk in barefoot."

"Yes let's get out and shop, maybe do some gambling and have a nice dinner." Breezy agreed. "Then later tonight we could order in some wine and something to eat; I want to try out that Jacuzzi."  

They traveled down to the main level that appeared to be a mini mall and found a dress shop. Breezy purchased a white lace chemise with a three quarter hem, leaving her shoulders bare and caressing her calf. She found a pair of white strap sandals and hose. She picked up a few dresses and matching sun wear to have for the next few days. This was not a jeans and t-shirt kind of place. Jack had a pile of clothes on the counter himself; together they put a big dent in the credit card. Jack picked up his tux at the concierge desk, and they took their finds upstairs. Jack had picked out a few Dockers and dress shirts for the casino dates. He bought some loafers for his feet; and a pair of black spats to wear with his tux.  She was taking off her clothes for a shower, when he came up behind her and began helping her out of her clothes. He was almost nude himself, wearing only boxers, his appreciation of her showing. Jack cupped her breast and pulled her back to his chest. She tipped her head back against his shoulder and he kissed her cheek. She turned her head and caught his lips nipping and licking them. Jack groaned and turned her in his arms, held her away from him and gazed down at her. "Breeze, you're so beautiful." He lowered his lips to her nipples caressing both in turn. She lost her hands in his hair, pulling him tighter to her. She hooked a leg around his thigh, and rubbed her mound against him. Jack cupped her ass and carried her to the bed. He dropped her in the center and waded in to where she lay. He suckled her breasts and covered her mound with his large hand, cupping her and filling her, her legs crossed and enclosed his hand in the grip of her thighs. His fingers played a game of hide and seek, and she couldn't hide her passion from him. She arched and bucked beneath him and reached for his cock straining in his boxers. Pushing his waistband down over his ass, it caught on his cock, causing it to spring forth and bob against her leg. He kicked the boxers off and tossed them away from the bed, then rolled back to her. She touched him, letting her hands glide up and down, tugging at the tip and rolling the pre fluid about him. He growled and pushed her back covering her. He rubbed himself through her clef and pushed himself inside. They both gasped, and Jack pumped her; she met his thrusts pushing back at him. He changed the pace giving her an ass slapping ride, her muscles clamped down on his; then she cried out hoarsely and bit into his shoulder. He groaned and shouted, spilling into her.

"Jack, Baby you're so good to me." Breezy whispered as she fell asleep.

In the morning Jack awoke to a tapping on the door, Breezy crossed the floor in a robe and let room service deliver their breakfast. She signed the ticket and tipped him, then pushed the cart over to the sofa.

"Jack, breakfast, I got you the carnivore plate, meat and more meat." She sat down to a stack of pancakes and fruit.

"Mmmm, smells good I'm starving, be right back." He headed for the bathroom to relieve himself. Upon returning he said, "Man I could eat a horse."

"You're so hungry, because we forgot about dinner last night."

He grinned at her, and she smiled back at him.

She dressed with care in the white lace dress, and fixed her hair in a French knot with flowered combs. Small tendrils of ringlets framed her face. She pulled on the hose and sandals; waking out to the bed room she paused by the door. He was dressed in a traditional tux, with a matching embroidered cummerbund and bow tie; his shoulder length hair brushing the collar.

"James Bond, eat your heart out." She kissed him.

"Breezy, I'm glad I ordered that photographer, I can't fid the words to tell you just how beautiful you are." His eyes were wet with unshed tears.

They went down to the chapel, and some of the staff joined them, for a toast and the ceremony. When the minister asked, "Jack, do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?" Jack replied, "I do, I really do."

When he asked, "Breezy, do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?" Breezy said, "I do, I really, really do.