Socket still bares the guilt from his sister being hurt years ago, he just doesn't seem to be able to get passed it. He wouldn't have joined the Broken Demons if it weren't for what happened, and while Evie now lives a normal life, Socket has yet to...
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One year ago
I fall back onto the bed as I fight to catch my breath, my body shaking from my fourth orgasm and my skin covered in a fine sheen of sweat, his or mine I'm not sure, and I don't care.
"You know you said the wrong name when you came." Socket says as he rolls onto his side to face me, his elbow on the bed and his cheek resting on his fist.
"No I didn't." I laugh
"You called me Kit, in case you forgot my name is Socket." He smirks
"Yeah well Socket isn't the sexiest thing to moan and you hate your real name so I improvised." I reply
"Where the fuck did you get Kit from?" He asks confused
"Soc-ket Soc-Kit, sock is even worse so I went with Kit." I shrug and he laughs
"Fine I'll let you away with it, on one condition." He smirks wiggling his eyebrows
"Way ahead of you." I reply as I move down the bed.
Present day
"What are your plans for today?" Socket asks as he dries his hair with a towel
"Well I'm supposed to be working but they gave me the day off, so I'll be on the couch drinking wine, watching horror movies and eating junk food." I shrug as I drop my towel and reach into my dresser for clean panties
"I've got a better idea." He smirks as he walks over to me and pulls the panties from my hand
"Spend the day with me on the truck and maybe between jobs I find somewhere secluded in the woods so you can be the first person I fuck in my truck." He says before pressing his lips against my neck, his beard tickling my skin
"You want me to spend the whole day with you?" I ask
"On one condition, you're not allowed to wear these." He says holding up my panties. Damnit he knows how to tempt me, a day chilling on the couch alone or the chance at a few more orgasms, he's good.
"Fine, but you're buying me lunch." I shrug as I take the panties from him and put them back in the drawer.
I dress in a knee length skirt and tank with sandals and grab my purse before following Socket out to his truck. He turns on the radio as he drives to the clubhouse.
"I just want to grab a change of clothes and then we can head out." Socket says as he parks the truck. I climb down, making sure my skirt doesn't ride up and follow him into the clubhouse. I take a seat at the bar while he goes up to his room and a few minutes later Ice walks in
"How you feeling?" He asks as he sits down beside me
"About as good as I look." I smirk, I looked at my face in the mirror this morning and the bruising is really coming out, my cheek is still swollen and it definitely still hurts.
"Thank you again for protecting Im, I don't know what I would've done if her or the baby had been hurt." He replies before hugging me again, Imelda might be into all that touchy feely crap but I hate it.
"You ready to go?" Socket asks from behind Ice and I nod as I stand from my seat and follow him to the tow truck.
"What was that about?" Socket asks as we pull out onto the road
"This." I say pointing to my cheek "I got between a drunk patient and Imelda and he hit me instead of her."
"Asshole, want me to go kick his ass?" Socket growls puffing out his chest and I laugh
"I handled it, he went to hit me again, I blocked him and knocked him clean out." I smirk
"Nice." Socket laughs.
The morning was fun, laughing, joking and flirting with Socket. Friendship seems so easy with him and I enjoy spending time with him, I just hate when he ruins it by wanting more. For lunch we grabbed burgers to go before, as promised, Socket begins driving for the woods.
"Come here." Socket says pulling me across the bench seat so my side is pressed up against his. His hand lazily draws circles on my thigh as he moves my skirt up, but he only looks ahead at the road. His hand slowly travels higher and higher, until his finger grazes my clit and I let out a low hiss. He continues to tease me with his gentle touch as we head deeper into the woods and I don't know if I can wait until the truck stops to jump on him. I reach over and run my hand over his solid dick in his jeans and he groans.
"As soon as I stop this truck I'm going to bury my dick in this hot pussy." He growls sending a shock to my core at the need in his voice. A minute later he pulls up the truck into a secluded area, surrounded by trees and we can't be seen by the road. I climb onto my knees as our lips crash together and his tongue thrusts into my mouth. I find his belt buckle and quickly flick it open before tugging at the buttons on his jeans. He lifts up to slide his jeans and underwear down and I lift up my skirt as I straddle him. He quickly rolls a condom down his length before I lower myself onto him. Our lips meet again as I sink down on him and he fills me completely, moaning against his lips. He pulls my tank down to reveal my hardened nipples, taking one in his mouth as he teases the other with his fingers. I rock my hips and moan at all the sensations taking over my body. I grasp the back of Sockets seat as I begin to move faster, rougher, harder, him lifting his hips to meet me has me crying out in ecstasy.
His lips travel over my breasts, my chest and my neck as his hands move behind me and grip my ass roughly under my skirt. He uses the grip to move faster, almost punishing, but it feels so fucking good.
"Kit, oh fuck!" I cry as my orgasm hits me like wrecking ball, sending waves of pleasure and heat through my whole body, making me lose control. He keeps his grip on my farm globes to help me move as I come down from my orgasm and seconds later he groans into my neck as he climaxes himself. I collapse against him as I try to catch my breath as his arms wrap around my waist and I rest my head on his shoulder.
"Fuck that was good." I whisper breathlessly
"Every time I get in this truck I'm gonna think about being buried in here." He says lifting his hips slightly, making me gasp at the movement against my still sensitive flesh.
