by K E Osborn
“Yeah… we’ll see… in the meantime, I need to hold you tonight.”
Leaning up, I press my lips to his briefly, then roll over in his arms, placing my back to his front. His arms wrap around me tight in a spoon as we lay under the warm covers.
Feeling him here, pressed against me like this, makes everything that happened today seem worthwhile just to get to this point. Because him holding me right now makes me feel so safe and secure, and oh so cherished.
I’ve never felt like this before.
Even with our disagreement, I know he only came at me like that because he was scared to face what’s wrong with him.
Scared basically of himself.
Tightening my hand around his, I move it up to sit on my chest, close to my heart. His thumb brushes out, sliding up and down the top of my right breast and instantly my clit begins to throb. Instinctively, my ass wiggles against his crotch, not obviously, but just enough for his cock to instantly come to attention. His erection presses into my ass as my breathing picks up. We’ve had a hell of a day, and honestly, I don’t know if our relationship is ready for this, but fuck, do I want it.
His lips move to the back of my neck, and the second they touch me, I ignite in an insatiable fire. I let out a small whimper while practically panting with want. His hand moves down to my breast, squeezing, his fingers dipping down under the fabric of my bra and popping out my breast so he can feel the soft globe. I bite down on my bottom lip, now grinding my ass back into his cock. He lets out a groan as he grinds his cock against my ass. “Fuck, you’re a dirty girl, Fin.” His teeth skim along the skin of my jaw as he nips and sucks, being gentle with me and my wounded body.
“You’re turning me on so fucking much,” he groans out against my neck, his voice hoarse and full of lust.
I’m panting for him desperately.
I’m aching for him.
“I need you to touch me.”
“I’ll fucking worship every inch of your sexy body.” He bites down on my earlobe, his hand traveling from my breast down the middle of my stomach, and then he slides in under my panties right where I want him. His finger finds my clit, pressing hard, then circling while my back arches into him as I let out a small moan of delight.
My hips move in time with his finger, grinding against him as he pants against my ear. “Jesus, Fin, you keep grinding on me like that, and this is gonna be over fucking fast.”
Pleasure rolls through me with every swirl of his finger. My body must ache from all the cuts and scrapes, but I can’t even feel them right now. The pain vanishes into thin air as pleasure takes its place. “Oh God, I’m close,” I moan as he circles again.
Texas grinds his cock into my ass, the same time he bites down on my neck and presses hard on my clit. It sends a shockwave right through me so intense, my skin prickles in goosebumps, and a cold sweat overtakes me as my entire body shudders in waves of pleasure. “Come for me, Fin. Come now!” The orgasm hits with such intensity I stop breathing as lights flash behind my eyes, and my hand shoots up reaching behind to grab the back of his head, holding his mouth to my neck. “Fuuuck,” I call out as I ride the wave, my body shuddering with euphoria.
I pant as my muscles begin to relax, and I sink into the bed, feeling completely weightless.
Texas chuckles into my ear as he plants another kiss on my neck. “That was the single hottest moment in my life.”
I let out a contented chuckle. “I think we can go hotter than that.”
“You sure? You’re supposed to be recovering.”
My hands run down grabbing at my panties. “I swear to God, Texas, if you don’t fuck me now, I’m gonna go find Phantom to finish me off.”
He grunts. “Bull-fucking-shit!” He yanks my panties off, then pulls down his briefs. They both go flying across the room, and he unclips my bra, sliding it off me and sends that careening too, then rolls me back the way we were with my back to him. “I wanted our first time to be different. I wanted to fuck you hard, look into your eyes while I made you come. But I’m gonna be gentle. This is the only way your injuries will be okay, and I won’t be tempted to fuck you so hard you will be screaming my name.”
My hand slides around to the back of his head, and I shift my top leg up and back over him. “I like it this way, I feel closer to you.”
His hand slides around grabbing my right breast again, squeezing as his lips find my neck. He lines his cock up with my opening, and he slowly slides his huge tip in. I gasp feeling his overwhelming length slide inside me. He fills me completely as he edges all the way in slowly but surely. I feel him everywhere as I clench my eyes tight while taking all this in. Panting to steady my breaths, I slowly rock my hips back and forward with the feeling of Texas sliding in and out of me—it’s like pure fucking heaven. It’s like we were made to fit together.
“You feel fucking incredible. Your pussy is so tight around me!”
I can’t even speak. It feels too good, so I moan out my response. He thrusts up inside me as his hand caresses my breast, his fingers tweaking my nipple.
I never knew sex could feel this fucking good.
I’m no stranger to sex, I’ve had plenty. But this? This feels different, deeper, on a more emotional level. I don’t know if Texas is feeling the way I am, but I feel amazing.
He surges forward, deeper, hitting the right spot, his fingers trailing down my stomach, finding their way to my clit as he circles it, rotating and pressing the same time as he thrusts. He knows what he is doing to make me feel all kinds of good. He’s working me up, making me reach heights I never knew I could.
My body begins to tremble, goosebumps spread across my skin as I pant for much-needed breaths. My breathing hitches as my muscles tense, and flashes of light dance behind my eyelids as a surge blasts through me making me moan out loud while my entire body moves along with the shockwave.
“Texas!” I call out his name as he brings me to climax.
He thrusts deeper, his hand moving from my clit to my hip, now helping me move on and off him. “Jesus, Fin, I’m gonna come!” He tenses, he groans, and I feel his cock pulsing as he pulls out just in time for his hot cum to empty all over my back. We’re both panting as I flop over onto my stomach.
Texas pulls back the covers and grabs the box of tissues from the bedside table.
“Seeing my cum on you like this…” He doesn’t finish, instead he simply grins like he’s proud of himself.
I giggle. “Better than a surprise in nine months.”
Texas’ eyes widen. “We need some condoms in here, stat.”
I pull him back down on the mattress beside me.
He smiles, wiping the hair from my face.
“Can we cuddle for a little while first? Then the condoms?”
He lets out a loud laugh. “Cuddle, then condoms! I sound like a pussy but got it!”
Texas rolls onto his back, and I slide into the nook of his chest and arm, right into place. He holds me tightly, his fingers tracing circles on my skin. “Did I hurt you?”
I glance up at him. “No, you made me feel so fucking good, it took all the damn pain away.”
He nods seemingly satisfied with my answer. “Okay… but tomorrow you’re spending the day in bed resting, especially now.”
“Why especially now?”
“Because I’m spending the day with you.”
Smiling, I lean up and plant a kiss on his lips.
That sounds like heaven to me.
TEXAS
My eyes slowly open to Finley cuddled into my chest, the feeling of her naked body against mine sets me on fire all over again. Fucking her last night was unexpected, but so fucking good, and everything I imagined it would be.
My fingers gently caress her hair as she sleeps soundly in my arms, and I can’t help but wonder how the hell I got so damn lucky. Leaning in, I press my lips to her temple, she stirs slightly with a small murmur slipping from her delectable lips. “Mmm… is it morning?”
“Ye
ah, well, barely. It’s probably afternoon by now.”
She bolts up, and the groan from the pain she’s feeling doesn’t go unnoticed. The duvet falls away from her gorgeous body as she tries to wake fully. “I have to tell Jovie I’m not going to make meetings today. Jesus, Texas, I’m going to look so fucking unprofessional.”
I grip her arm, stopping her from getting up, and she glares at me. She’s so fucking cute when she’s angry. “Stop! I already told Sunshine. Everything is dealt with. You, Ms. Knight, need to spend the day in bed.”
She lets out a long, relieved breath, slumping her shoulders. “Why are you so good to me?”
“Because you’re so, so fucking good to me. That thing you did with your hips last night... damn, woman.”
She smiles, playfully smacking my chest. I let out a loud laugh, grabbing and pulling her down on top of me carefully. Her eyes meet mine, and we stare at each other as my hands come up holding either side of her face. “You kill me, Fin, in the best possible way.”
Leaning in, she presses her lips to mine gently, and I run my hand down the length of her spine, then grab her perfectly toned ass cheek. She giggles against my lips, then flops back onto the bed beside me, staring up at the ceiling. My fingers trace along the outside of her bandage, and I sigh. “How are you feeling? Be honest with me… I saw that grimace when you sat bolt upright before?”
She turns to face me. “Like I’ve been in a car wreck and nearly caught on fire.”
Shifting onto my side to face her, I run my fingers down her grazed and cut skin. “You’re in pain?”
She nods but it’s only slightly, like she doesn’t want to admit it to me. “A little. I think it’s more muscular from the jolting of the crash and the seat belt.”
“Okay, stay here. I’m gonna go get you some drugs and food.” I stand and walk around to get dressed. I can’t help but notice her eyes falling to my cock as she watches me move.
“I can come with you.”
I glare at her. “You’re staying in bed. Remember?”
“Really? We’re doing this all day?”
I smirk. “All… damn… day.”
She folds her arms over her chest. “Fine! But I want two breakfast tacos. I’ve worked up an appetite.”
Chuckling, I tilt my head to the side. “I can’t even imagine why?”
She rolls her eyes getting comfortable in the bed as I throw on my cut. “I won’t be long. I’ll get Nessie to make up our breakfast and grab some coffee. I need to check on how shit is going downstairs and then I will be right back. You go back to sleep, okay?”
She stares at me blankly. “Do I have a choice?”
“No.”
She laughs. “Then I’ll see you when I wake up.”
“Good girl. Sweet dreams.” I wink, then turn for the door.
Taking the stairs to the clubrooms, it’s quiet for this time of day, but then again, I guess the club is going through some shit right now with Kobe at the hospital. He’s going to be there for anywhere up to two weeks recovering from his surgery, so the boys will be taking shifts to be there for Chills and Chains. With Chicago staying to help out with the shifts as well, the clubhouse is full of brothers and old ladies, but the noise level is unusually subdued.
Making my way across to the bar, I find Nessie talking to Phantom, and I bob my head at them. “Morning,” I chime.
Phantom looks at his watch and smirks. “You call this morning?”
“When I just woke up, yeah.”
Phantom snorts. “You have a good night? You look… unusually peppy.”
“Peppy? What the fuck does that mean?”
Nessie smiles. “You do look happier today.”
“Fuck off, the both of you—”
“Ho-ly shit!” Phantom chuckles while shaking his head. “You did it. You fucked her!”
Nessie widens her eyes, then takes off down the other end of the bar leaving me with Phantom. “I don’t think I should confirm nor deny any-fucking-thing right now.”
“I think you just did, brother.” He slaps my shoulder with a warm grin. “I’m happy. But banging her while she’s injured? Man, she really took one for the team.”
“Shut up, dickhead.”
“I’m just messing with ‘ya. This is good. So, are you two like, a thing now?”
“Fuck, I don’t know...” I raise my brow. “I hope so.”
“She’s good for you, so don’t fuck it up.”
“I’m bound to. This is me we’re talking about.” I let out a laugh.
Phantom frowns. “You’re Texas, remember? Larger than fucking life. You got this brother.”
“Yeah, I fucking do.”
He slaps my back then takes a sip of his beer.
I laugh as I gesture for Nessie to come back. “I know the breakfast rush is over, but you think you can rustle up another four breakfast tacos and a couple of coffees?”
She reaches out placing her hand on my arm supportively. “Of course. I’ll add the extra bacon just like you like it too.”
As I pat her hand on my arm, I tilt my head to the side. “Shit, Nessie, you’re working your way into my heart here, girl.”
She chuckles, giving me a wink, then turns heading for the kitchen. I spin on the stool to see Neon and Zero standing by the pool table with Torque and Trax. I need to know if Neon has found anything. I punch Phantom in the arm which makes him spill his beer as I turn to walk off.
“Fucker,” he calls out as I laugh, then head directly for Neon.
They spot me coming and all raise their chins as I approach. “We were wondering when you were gonna come up for air.”
“It’s not that fucking late.”
“Brother, it’s nearly one thirty. You missed breakfast and lunch.” Neon chuckles.
“Slept in. Had a big fucking day yesterday.”
“All right, calm your tits. We just want to make sure everything’s okay. Don’t get so fucking defensive,” Zero grunts.
“Just checking in. I need to make sure Fin is okay. That this Maxen guy is taken care of.”
Zero raises his brow. “You and Fin getting close?”
I hesitate. I have no idea if Fin wants people knowing about us or not. Phantom is an exception, he’s seen us together, but the club, I don’t know how she will feel about them knowing.
But Zero is my president, so I can’t lie to him.
No fucking way.
“Yeah, Pres. We’re getting close.”
Zero widens his eyes. “How close are we talking?”
I tilt my head, widen my eyes, trying to get my point across without having to fucking say it out loud.
Zero lets out a scoff. “When the fuck did this happen?”
“Last night.”
“You fucking devil. Who knew out of all us fuckers, she’d go for you?” He smirks.
“Well, if it’s any consolation, I kinda feel the same.”
Zero slaps my back. “I’m messing with you. Anyone could see you guys had a thing for each other…”
“Great, thanks! But I need to know… was the brakes issue a direct attack?”
Neon steps forward, pulling out his device. He places it in front of me so I can see. Hits a few buttons and the footage starts playing which is homed in on Fin’s car. You can see it clear as day, then a man—not Maxen—steps up to the car, slides underneath by the rear right tire and is clearly working on something. Then he moves to the front right tire and does the same, then moves to the other side. He’s quick, and hidden by the other cars either side of him, but he’s clearly cutting all four break lines.
My teeth grind together as my pulse intensifies. My muscles tense as sweat runs down my temple in my rage. My fists ball together in tight fists as I continue to watch the skinhead stand and turn directly toward the camera. A slow smile crosses my face when I know we can use that to find him, but then he looks right into the lens, walks toward it, holds up his hand in that fucking ram symbol Maxen’s men are known for.
/> “Fucking Maxen!” I blurt out.
Neon nods his head.
“It’s definitely one of his men. He wanted to be seen. He wanted us to know he was there. They’re baiting us,” Neon replies.
Turning, I begin to pace to try and walk off some of my anger. “Maybe so, but they’re going to keep coming after Fin. So we have to do something!”
“I agree. We need to delve deeper into this Maxen character, see what we can find out. Neon, I’m gonna leave that with you. I need a full report by tomorrow,” Zero states.
“What can we do? We might be here for Chills and Chains, but we wanna help the club in any way you see fit while we’re here, Zero. We’re not just brother chapters… we’re fuckin’ family,” Torque offers.
Zero claps Torque on the shoulder. “That means everything. For now, we have to keep going as we are until we know more. It’s all we can do.”
Koda walks past with Thayleah hand in hand, Brady closely following behind.
Torque chuckles to himself. “Well, haven’t you fuckin’ grown up from the little kid who came and stayed with us!” he calls out, taking off after Koda with Trax following closely behind him.
Zero turns to me. “We’re gonna make this right, Texas. You just gotta give us some time to figure shit out.”
“Just don’t take too long. My woman’s life depends on it.”
“I hear ‘ya… I’ll go work on it now,” Neon states, then turns walking for his den.
“Neon,” I call out, he turns to look at me. “Thanks, brother.”
He bobs his head once then continues walking.
Zero watches me intently then wraps his arm around my shoulder, pulling me away from everyone else. “You like her.”
Exhaling, I shrug. “I do.”
“You thinking this is gonna be an Old Lady situation? Do I need to get a property patch made up?”
“I don’t know, man. All I can say is I fucking hope so. But I have to let it play out, see where her head is at. Fin’s job is important to her, and that clashes with being a part of this club. We sure got some shit to work through.”
“Well, from where I’m sitting, she’ll be great for you and the club. If you’re happy with her, then brother, make it happen. Because you fucking light up when she’s around.”
