Heading into work this morning, I felt like the weekend had been a dream. Meeting the Warriors in The Dark Angel and everything that happened that night with Iceman seemed unreal. His coming over on Sunday added to it. His visit had gone so smoothly that it was incredible. He had tested my resolve, though, because there was kissing, and I wanted to strip naked and have wild sex with him right on the couch. We didn’t, but he was sporting an erection on and off the whole time. Based on what I saw, he was packing something more than average. I had to fight to get my mind off him and on work. I had a pretty full day of visits. Then, I’d go to the compound this evening to do his treatment. I couldn’t wait.
Other than my usual run-ins with Joni, there was one thing I dreaded. After that night at the bar, I wondered if Scott would have any questions about Iceman or say anything about how he was treated. When I got back to the others that night, I didn’t see him. I felt bad that he offered to buy me a drink, and I didn’t say yes or go meet his friends.
The morning flew by as I went from one patient to the next. I barely had time to run to the bathroom or drink water in between, but I liked to stay busy. When the day dragged on, I hated it and got bored. I’d find work to do in those cases. My coworkers thought I was crazy. They didn’t understand. I’d been working in one form or another since I was fourteen. Our parents were more unemployed than they were employed, so someone had to work if we wanted to eat and have a roof over us.
Thankfully, I did get a meal break around one o’clock. I brought leftovers from our dinner last night. I’d made lemon and herb chicken breasts, wild rice, steamed broccoli, and a salad. It was nothing fancy, but Iceman enjoyed it. Boy, the man could eat. I had no idea how he stayed so fit. And that cheesecake he’d brought and left at the house was too tempting. I brought a small slice of it, too.
I was done with my main food and just took the first bite of my delicious cheesecake when Scott walked into the breakroom. And wouldn’t you know it? I was the only one in there. Damn. Was it a coincidence, or had he timed it?
Pretending to be nonchalant about him, I smiled at him and kept chewing. He came to my table and sat across from me, his expression concerned. I swallowed and took a drink to wash it down. Knowing I’d procrastinated long enough, I spoke.
“Hey, Scott, happy Monday. Did you have your lunch yet?”
He studied me for several moments before he answered. “Hi, Meadow. Yes, I ate. How’re you doing? Are you alright?”
His question confused me.
“I’m good. Why wouldn’t I be? I’ve been super busy today, but I like it that way. If you mean Joni, she’s not bothered me.”
“No, I wasn’t thinking of Joni. I was thinking about those bikers you and your sisters were with the other night. It worried me to see you with them. Hanging with those sorts of people isn’t safe, Meadow. I looked for you after the one called Loki took me to the bar, but you’d disappeared, and so did Iceman. Where did you go?” There was an edge to his voice that I didn’t appreciate. I bit my tongue so I wouldn’t tell him it was none of his goddamn business.
“He needed my help with something in the back. He wanted me to show him how to do it without aggravating his wound. I’m sorry I didn’t get a chance to meet your friends and have a drink. I hope you had fun. I did. Later, my sisters and I danced our hearts out. We haven’t done that in ages. As for your concern about the Warriors, I assure you they’re not a threat. All of them are very nice and welcoming.”
“You don’t know those people. Just because they’re nice to you doesn’t make them nice people or ones you should associate with. I can’t believe Joni accepted his case. I asked around. He was shot, Meadow. People don’t get shot for no reason. And you’re going to their, whatever it’s called, and treating him. You’re totally alone, and anything could happen.” His voice became deeper and sounded tense.
“Scott, I appreciate you being concerned, but there’s no reason to be. We ran into the Warriors when we went out to eat. They were nice enough to share their table with us since it was so busy. I’ve met a few of them at the clubhouse when I go to their compound. I got introduced to more that night. I’m perfectly safe out there. As for him being shot, yes, he was.”
“Did he tell you why he was shot?” he persisted.
“No, and I didn’t ask. It wasn’t pertinent to my job,” I said impatiently. He was pissing me off with this talk.
“Well, I heard that he was down in North Carolina with another biker gang, and there was some kind of shooting with a third one. That’s how he got shot. People don’t just go around shooting each other unless there’s something illegal going on.”
I was curious why Iceman was shot, but I hadn’t asked, and he hadn’t volunteered. I would ask, but not because I thought he was doing anything wrong. I didn’t get that vibe from the club at all. I didn’t see Dr. Moretti having anything to do with anything illegal.
“Scott, that’s enough. You’re listening to rumors and prejudices. For God’s sake, Dr. Zara Moretti is married to one of Iceman’s club brothers. She lives on the compound with Demon, her husband, and their son, Alex. There are over a dozen women with kids who call it home. Whatever happened in North Carolina wasn’t involved with illegal activities. They wouldn’t do that,” I stated forcefully.
I’d been eating my cheesecake while he talked, but I no longer had the appetite for it. I sealed it back in the container, and I stood.
“It’s time for me to get back to work. I have a new patient coming in five minutes and need to use the bathroom. I’ll see you later.”
As I passed him, he grabbed my arm. I stopped to glare at his hand. “Meadow, I don’t want you to get hurt. I don’t know what’s going on between you and this Iceman, but get him treated and discharge him. Then, stay away from him and his club. Someone like him will ruin your career.”
Something in his voice and the way he said it made me uneasy. I pulled my arm free. “Thanks for the advice. However, Iceman is a patient, and I’ll treat him as I would any other. My career is fine.”
Without allowing him to say anything else, I walked out of the breakroom with my head high. I didn’t know what the hell had gotten into him, but it better not happen again. Since when did Scott Harrison have the right to stick his nose in my business? I always thought of him as a, well, not exactly a good friend, but a friendly ally. The way he was acting today made me question many things.
One was Iceman’s assertion that Scott hadn’t accepted us just being friends and had hoped we’d still date. If that were the case, he would be disappointed again. I felt no attraction for him. On the other hand, Iceman melted my brain and filled me with so many emotions. It was terrifying yet exhilarating. I wanted more.
It was hard to concentrate on my afternoon sessions. When it was time to leave for the day and head out to see Iceman, I was relieved and overjoyed that I didn’t have to deal with Joni or Scott.
I was in my car in the parking lot, texting Iceman to tell him I was on my way. When I finished and backed out of my parking spot to leave, I caught sight of Scott standing over by his car. He was staring at me with a look I couldn’t decipher. I watched him in my mirror until he was out of sight. He never moved, and my unease grew. I pondered if I should mention it to Iceman and decided not to. He already didn’t like Scott. I didn’t want to have Iceman fight with him.
The drive to the compound sped by. I was surprised when the gate appeared in front of me. Driving like that was dangerous. I had to snap out of it. Today, it was Walker who opened the gate. I’d been introduced to all three prospects. I was fascinated by what they did and why. Iceman had explained that last night at the house. I smiled and waved at him. He did the same back.
I found a spot out in front of the clubhouse. As I shut off my engine, my door was opened by a grinning Iceman. Seeing him made me feel better, so I didn’t have to force a smile. He held out his hand for me to take. I loved when he did that. I was assisted out of the car.
He stepped close and muttered quietly, “Hurry up and get your ass to the gym. I need to kiss you.”
I saw the need and passion in his eyes. My body instantly reacted.
“I have a different treatment plan for you today. Will you grab that bag in the backseat? Then, I want you to show me some of the woods on this compound that you talked about last night. I’ll show you how to make almost anything into an exercise aid. It’s too nice of a day to stay inside.”
“Works for me. You’re the boss,” he said cheerfully as he got the bag out for me. I had been here several times but hadn’t seen the whole grounds. I asked to see more this time, and he showed it to me. When I saw they had a pool, I sighed.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“If only it were summer. We could do so much for your shoulder with swimming. Oh well. I bet you all enjoy it in the summer, especially when it hits ninety-plus degrees.”
“We do. The kids and women love it and are out here a lot. Don’t worry. This summer, you’ll be doing it, too. And your sisters will no doubt be there with you.”
His confidence that we’d be together in the summer made me smile, but what warmed my heart was his, including my sisters. We hadn’t talked about them, but they would be something we needed to discuss. We were pretty much a package deal. I hope he knew that. However, right now, it is PT time.
I got him to leave the rest of the tour of the homes and such for another time. Instead, he led me to the beginning of the woods. Before we did anything, he pressed my back to a tree and kissed me. I was a gooey puddle by the time he was done. He smirked as he adjusted his erection, then asked me what I wanted him to do. It took me a minute to get my mind back on therapy and off having sex in the woods with him. Based on his smirk, he knew what I was thinking. I knew he was, too.
Out there, I was able to show him that with resistance bands and trees, he could do outside many of the exercises I had him do in the gym. A man like him needed to be challenged and mix things up. For his warm-up, we ran together. I enjoyed it, and so did he. It made it less like a chore and more like fun. We concentrated on his treatment with little personal talk. Time whizzed by, and before we knew it, the hour was over. I didn’t start my treatment clock until we reached the trees. I’d been at the compound for an hour and a half.
When he was done, before heading back to the clubhouse to ice and shower, he and I kissed again, but it lasted much longer this time. I was the one to stop it. He was panting, and so was I.
“Jake, we have to stop. You’re making me crazy and slutty.”
“Slutty?” he asked in confusion.
“Yes, I’m a raging slut when I’m with you. And even when I’m not. Right now, all I want to do is get naked and have you bend me over that tree and pound into me from behind, or you sit on it and let me ride you until we both explode. That’s what a slut would do. We don’t know each other well.”
His arms came around me, and he pulled me close. His gaze was smoldering. “Jesus Christ, don’t talk like that. First, you’re not a slut. Second, those images you just put into my head are fucking hot. I’m dying to do both and more. However, we can’t. You said no intercourse. But what about foreplay and taking off the edge? Is that forbidden?” he asked with a quirk of his eyebrow.
My nipples were hard nubs, and they were burning. My pussy was throbbing and so slick with my wetness it was insane. I glanced down to see his cock pressing against his zipper. I wanted to see him, touch him, and taste him. Just like that, my resolve dissolved almost completely. I placed my hand over his lump and gently squeezed it. He groaned in pleasure.
“I think that would be a great idea,” I said hoarsely.
“Fuck, baby, shit, we need to get to my room or your place. Are your sisters home?” he asked urgently.
“We can stay out—” my words were cut short by his head shake.
“I’m not having the first time I get to see you and play with you to be out here. You deserve more. Besides, I’d rather have you out here in the summer. That way, you can hide, and I can hunt you,” There was a purr to his voice. A shiver of desire went down my spine. I liked that idea.
“I’d like that, although I’ve never done it. As for where to go, it’ll have to be here. Aspen and Sage are at home,” I said regretfully.
“Then my room it is. Come on, let’s go shower. I think I can forgo the ice this time. I don’t want to wait a second longer than we have to. Hurry,” he shouted.
He took off jogging. I had to run to keep up. He kept making funny remarks, so he had me laughing my ass off by the time we got to the clubhouse. He was about to go in when it hit me. Others would be in there. If I disappeared into his room, they’d know. I halted him with a hand on his arm.
“Meadow, are you alright, babe?” he asked.
“I am, but they’ll know if we go in there. I’m not being professional, Jake,” I whispered. How had I forgotten about that?
“Honey, listen. I know you want to stay quiet about us. I understand. But with the club, they’re family. They won’t say anything, and they won’t judge. You have nothing to worry about. They’ll be happy that we’re together. They won’t tell anyone, either. It’s safe here. Keeping others outside our families in the dark is what you need.”
I thought about what he said. Although I was still slightly apprehensive, I thought it was more due to going into this with him so positive we’d work. I needed to do the same. After numerous tense moments, while he stood there in silence, letting me think, I answered him.
“I’m ready to go inside. They can ask what they want later. I’m trusting that none of them will say anything outside of here. Besides, Jake, I think you only need a few more treatments, and you’re done. After that, there won’t be a need for secrecy.”
His smile was blinding. Iceman pulled me toward him until I was plastered to his side, and his arm was around me.
“Then let’s go get cleaned up so we can dirty each other up in a different way. We’ll only go as far as you’re comfortable. Even if all we do is kiss, I’ll take it.”
“I want to do more than that, but we’ll talk about it in your room. Lead the way.” I licked my lips. His groan and the way he clutched me to him told me he was on edge. Good. I wanted him there.
Iceman didn’t waste time yanking the door open and walking inside with me at his side. It was after six o’clock in the evening, so several people were off work. Some were in the common area. They yelled out greetings automatically, and then I saw, when it registered, how they reacted to Iceman holding me. There were a lot of grins, a few smirks, and even happiness. No one made me feel self-conscious.
“We’ll see you later,” Iceman yelled so he’d be heard. This caused laughter. I told him to settle. He just winked at me.
I’d never been to his room. We meandered through the house. There were doors everywhere. Finally, he stopped in front of one and took out his keys. Finding the correct one, he unlocked it and ushered me inside. He practically slammed it shut and locked it. As soon as he did, his cut came off and went on a hook near the door. Next, he removed his boots. Wow, he wasn’t wasting time. I was taking off my running shoes when he made me slow down.
“I don’t want you to remove anything but your shoes and socks. The rest is mine. I want to unwrap you, Meadow.”
“Well, I want to do the same to you, Jake, so stop after your socks.”
“You need to know something about me, Meadow. In the bedroom, I don’t usually let the woman dictate anything. I’m the one in control.”
I froze. “If you mean you get everything you want, and I can’t ask for what I want, then this won’t work. I’m not built for that. I can remain dissatisfied with toys.” I bent to retrieve my socks and shoes. Disappointment hit me. So much for this becoming anything more. Tears stung my eyes.
The next thing I knew, he was in front of me. I tried to sidestep away, but he caged me in with his arms. I had my back to the wall. He was giving me a hard stare.
“I didn’t say you had no say or couldn’t ask. Hell, I may even let you control our play once in a while, but when it comes to it, I’m a man. I need to lead as one. You’ll never be hurt or forced to do something you don’t want to do. And you’ll always leave our bed more than satisfied. You can keep the toys, but only so we can use them sometimes. I’m dominant, not domineering.”
“I think we should talk more about this before we do anything. We got carried away. We need to talk,” I told him.
He groaned, but he nodded. “Alright, but I need a shower, and you do too. Join me. Let me see your body, and then we’ll come out here, get in bed, and talk. Afterward, I pray you’ll still be willing to explore with me tonight. Do you need to text your sisters to tell them you’ll be here late?”
At least he didn’t assume I’d stay the night. My head was whirling a thousand miles an hour. However, the one thing that didn’t change was my desire to see his body, to touch and hopefully suck his cock.
“Shower, then talk, and after that, we’ll see,” I repeated.
“Good. Come here and let me help you with those pesky clothes. Then you can remove mine if you want.”
“I’d like that,” I whispered.
Iceman eased back to put space between us. I moved away from the wall. Then he proceeded to remove my clothes. I wore scrub tops and bottoms, underwear, and a bra when I worked. He zeroed in on the top and grasped the hem. I thought he’d whip it up over my head. He didn’t. Instead, he slowly inched it up until he had it above my tits. When he got to them, he paused, and his hand cupped and squeezed each tit through the bra. Once he did that, he removed my top all the way.
I thought he’d remove my bra next, but he went for my pants. It didn’t take much to have them at my ankles. He kneeled and lifted each leg so I could step out of them. I shivered when he placed light kisses on the inner sides of my knees. He kissed his way up my legs, then abruptly stood before he reached my pussy. I wanted to weep.
“I’ve got to see these beauties. I already know I’m gonna love them. Something to know about me, Meadow. I love a woman with a shape. I love tits and ass. You’re perfect because you have those, remain wholly feminine, and keep the rest of yourself fit. I’d love for us to work out together.”
I’d had men say they liked my body and that I was beautiful, but the way Iceman talked about my body made me feel desirable. Before I could say anything, he popped the front clasp of my bra. As the cups fell away, Iceman growled, then both hands were cupping my breasts, and his thumbs brushed over my nipples, making me gasp.
“Goddamn, you’re beautiful. Meadow. You have no idea what you’re doing to me. We’ve got to hurry,” he muttered. Before he let go of my tits, he gently kissed each one and whispered, “I’ll be back to worship you.” It was so cute, but I didn’t laugh.
I sucked in a deep breath when he dropped to his knees and slid his fingers underneath each side of my panties, and lowered them. It was a repeat of removing my scrub pants. When I was standing there naked, I let him see what he would be getting. I knew I had a decent body. I wasn’t ashamed of it. I liked being female and having curves in the right places. Was I perfect? No, no one was. I prayed he appreciated the whole me.
He ran his eyes from my face to my feet and then back. “Fuck, Meadow, you are so much better than my imagination. Shit, I want to start now, but we need to shower.”
“Thank you. Why don’t you let me remove your clothes? We’ll be even and can admire each other as we wash.”
“I’m all yours,” he said as he held his arms out to his sides.
He had on a T-shirt and jeans, and I assumed underwear. The shirt was tight as I pulled it up over his muscular chest. I knew what it looked like from his workouts—he usually didn’t wear a shirt during those. I admired his tats and fine muscles. The bullet scar didn’t detract from his masculine beauty.
After completely removing the shirt, I only touched one or two of his tats. Then I reached down to undo the button and zipper on his jeans. His erection was pressing the fabric taut. I was afraid I’d catch him because he said, “Warning. I don’t have underwear on.”
I immediately wondered if he always went without. I loved the idea he did.
“Jake, babe, I don’t want to accidentally snag you with the zipper.”
“You won’t. Just slide one hand down in there, cover it, and use the other to unzip,” he said huskily.
He didn’t need to repeat himself. I was desperate to see and touch his cock. When I got my left hand down his pants, I gasped. My palm was more than filled with his hot cock. It twitched at my touch. He winked at me. Holding his gaze, I lowered the zipper while I gently flexed my hand around his cock. He growled.
Iceman shoved the sides down so his jeans dropped to his knees. Wanting to savor my first sight of him, I dropped to my knees, pushing down the jeans, but kept my eyes averted until I bent my head to take off the pants. He stepped out of them. Now to look, I raised my head, and I homed in on the biggest and most beautiful cock I’d ever seen that was in person and porn. I was the one gasping now.
I cupped his sac, feeling the weight of him. His cock was slightly curved to the left and had two veins running the length. His girth was wide, and in inches, he was well over six. My mouth watered at the thought of giving him a blow job. Knowing we had to get our shower and talk, I kissed the head, which was weeping precum that I gladly licked off my lips and hummed before I whispered loud enough for Iceman to hear, “I’ll worship you later.”
“Christ, you’re one of a kind and all mine. It’s shower time. I’ll get the water started. Why don’t you text your sisters and tell them not to worry, and then you can join me?” I heard the desperation and demand in his tone.
“I’ll do that.”
I watched his ass as he walked away. Oh my God, it was amazing. At the bathroom door, he paused, looked over his shoulder at me, and winked. Conceited man, he knew he had a killer body. I didn’t blame him for showing it. I had to rustle in my scrub pants to find my cell. My hands shook with excitement as I texted them and told them I wasn’t sure when I’d be home but to be safe. Their reply was a bunch of emojis and the words, Have fun .
With them taken care of, I headed to the bathroom. He was already in the shower, with water running down his body. He pushed the door open so I could get in. Lord, there was no going back from this, and I didn’t want to. I was jumping into it and seeing where I ended up, hopefully, not with a broken heart. I already knew Iceman could easily do that to me.