After about thirty minutes with her body being relaxed she decided to climb out. She reached for one of the towels and dried herself off. Then she went to the back of the door, read the note ‘Place this robe on then come down to the kitchen’ well then.
As she was entering the kitchen she saw him pulling something out of the oven, lasagna.
“Gorgeous.” He said when he came over to her.
He then did something they have yet to experience, he placed his hand on her face and she sighed as she leaned into his touch. Next he bent down and was glad when she rose to her tip toes and met him half way. He halted for a moment swallowing, this would be his first time, fuck he hoped he didn’t fuck it up. Somehow she knew how she knew he didn’t know.
“I never kissed Ricky.” That was it.
He placed his lips upon hers and kissed her, he then breathed a sigh of relief when she too opened her mouth. They broke away, smiled and then kissed again, this time they allowed their tongues to dance. They kissed back and forth. Her hands had wrapped around him of their own accord while his hand had remained on the side of her face and his other hand was wrapped around her back.
Their stomachs rumbling is what finally broke them apart. They ate and in between eating kisses were stolen. The last kiss however had been the one to break them. He shoved his plate aside,
“Darlin’ if you don’t want this you better tell me now.” She could see that he was barely controlling himself.
She grew bold, stood and started making her way up the stairs. He did what she expected him too, he followed her. When she reached the top of the stairs she took a deep breath and dropped the robe.
His intake or breath had been what she was looking for. Instead of waiting until they got to the bedroom he began taking his clothes off. She had lain down on the bed as he entered in nothing but his boxers.
Keeping eye contact with her he took them off then headed to the bed, he slowly climbed upon it and climbed atop her. He braced himself on his forearm so he wouldn’t crush her. He brought his head down to kiss her and a wild and inhabited heat began to take a hold of him.
Breaking away he began trailing kisses along her neck, flowing down to her breasts. He pummeled one in his hand and then he brought his lips to the succulent nipple. He tongued the nipple and nibbled with his teeth, loving how her body was responding. That meant he was doing this right. He moved to the other nipple and did the same, all the while feeling her hands roaming his back and her hand keeping pressure on his head. Moving down he trailed kisses on her stomach and made his way to where he was most ready for.
He grabbed her legs, wiggled his eyebrows and placed them upon his shoulders. He saw that it parted her folds for him that was covered in a light brown thin cover of hair. He inhaled her sweet syrupy smell and almost came all over the covers. He brought his tongue to her clit and tongued it, the sudden burst of liquid on his tongue had him hungry for her even more.
As soon as his tongue latched onto her clit she could barely sit still. Up and down she felt the warmth from his tongue lapping along her folds, a few more strokes and something came over her. An urge that became too much for her to handle as her back bowed and her whole body tightened as she was pushed over the ledge.
Coming down from that she saw him rise up and place himself between her thighs, he bent down and kissed and surprisingly she loved the way she tasted upon his mouth as it mingled with her own.
Looking down deep in her eyes he gently began to ease his way inside her, and when he saw that she was okay he eased even more. Then he felt the barrier he needed to through but by God he was barely hanging on. He then surged forward and felt the barrier give way as he planted himself deep inside her.
“Darlin’, I’m fucking sorry.” He rasped. Sweat beaded along his forehead.
“Alright, can you please move now? I need more!” She said.
“Oh yes!” One, two, three, four strokes, he resisted the urge to come right fucking now however it was when he felt her walls tighten around his dick did he begin to move even faster.
She thought when she came earlier that she had fallen off the edge but oh no. The warm sensation took ahold of her and her whole body wracked with pleasure, her body tensed, her eyes rolled in the back of her head, “Let go baby, let go” she heard. She listened and then walked off the edge seeing stars.
The first burst from her he came along with her.
For the moment they both breathed in air their lungs desperately needed.
“Malcolm, can we do that again?” He lifted an eyebrow at her, smiled his smile for her and received her mega-watt smile in return.
“Oh yes.” They continued making love for the next few hours.
They had finally climbed into the shower and rinsed off and experienced making love in the shower as well.
Changing the sheets they then laid down. She cuddled up to his side, laid her head on his heart and fell promptly asleep.
The next morning the smell of bacon rose her and when she lifted her head and looked to his side there was something in a box with a bright red bow on.
Giggling she grabbed the box and read the note, ‘Thank you for last night. There are no words to describe what you mean to me. I love you Paisley. If you love me in return you will wear this except when you are at school or working’ smiling she placed the note aside, opened the lid. Inside underneath silver paper was a leather kutte. Much like Lilly’s.
She carefully brought it from the box. On the left side it read, Enforcers Lady. The back of the kutte read Property of Spartans MC at the top and then on the bottom was Carolina.
She jumped up impatient to tell him she threw on a t-shirt and leggings then piled her hair on her head and then put on her kutte. Excited she went down the stairs hoping to surprise him.
Seeing that his back was to the stove she tip toed over to him wrapped her arms around his waist and said,
“I love you Malcolm Edward Garrison, with everything in me.” He bent his head down, turned around and kissed her.
Loving the look of his kutte on her back.
Chapter 8
Had they known what was about to take place they would have loved more, laughed more and played more. They say you should live life to the fullest. That is something to always do and to remember. You never know when today or tomorrow will be your last.
The past year had been a first of many. I made love for the first time. Also we made love multiple times throughout the day and night. I went and got on the pill to help regulate my period about six months after I had met Malcolm with thanks to Lilly taking me. I got to drive for the first time. I fell in love with my soulmate who completed me in every way possible.
The classes had been harder but I pushed through it, even taking night courses to get done and graduate with honors.
She had just taken my final exams in college and had one more left to take. If it hadn’t of been for Malcolm and his family and club I would have never made it to this point in two years. With Lilly and Garrisons help and Malcolm’s most of all I was able to go to school, have the resources to be able to do the school work at our home. A lot of it is also thanks to the club for being there in support and my study partners.
Yes you heard that right! A lot of them knew what all had happened and being that they all knew I was going to be one of them very soon they had helped me in every way imaginable.
The day was sunny but slightly chilly.
Walking hand in hand she felt like she was on cloud nine. No longer sis she get hit and burned. No longer did she have to go days without eating. No longer did she ever wonder if someone was going to take it too far meaning her mother. Well, since her mother was now locked up in jail when an anonymous tip hit the police station. Oops.
She should’ve known though. It has been two years since the night I met Malcolm. In those two years I finished college at UNC on that expedient course. I crammed all of my classes that would have taken four years into two and I have my state issu
ed examination for my license to be a pediatric nurse to take next week. I hopefully get to get my Bachelor Degree in Science – for nursing. In those two years Malcolm even made me his ole lady a year ago. We have been inseparable since.
“So then Stone pulls up a chair for the lady actually giving her the time of fay. And what does she do? She grabs it, smiles down at him and then takes the chair to another table then leans down and kisses her boyfriend.”
While he had been talking I had noticed a similar black van following us as we had been walking down Main Street. It had started when we left the diner but I had brushed it off until now.
Then what I saw out of the corner of my eye had me springing into action. I threw my body in front of his when I noticed three barrels that belonged to weapons being thrust out of the open window.
Before I could explain. Pop, pop, pop, rat-tat, pop, bang, and with every sound my body wracked with pain and convulsed every time something pierced my flesh and entered my body.
Tires squealing, every one yelling, all I could do was stare into Malcolm’s eyes as I felt all draining from me. My energy, my strength, my breath, my blood, my life. If this was her time to go then she would go happily especially since this time she did something powerful and that was saving the one person on this earth that she loved more than anything in this world. The man my heart belonged to until the end of time.
I vaguely remember hands trying to pull me from his grasp and he had snarled at them.
That was the lost thought I had.
Chapter 9
Standing there was the first time I was ever frozen down to my core. Afraid to move, afraid to breath, afraid to look away from her closed eyes. What felt like eternity had passed and I knew it was only a few seconds.
From the time she threw her body in front of mine, and the time it took for all of the shots to ring out and ensue around us, someone had called 911 and you could hear the ambulance in the back ground. Everyone was grabbing at her and I snarled wanting them to stay away from her however when Ms. Gretel placed her hand on my arm I relaxed and they grabbed her from me. Applying pressure everywhere they could, her eyes were glazing over.
“No! Don’t you dare leave me Paisley! Not when we’ve got to light fire to the world with how much we love each other. Hang in there Paisley, you fight baby! You fucking fight!” I screamed.
They brought the back board over and loaded her up. I followed them, climbing into the ambulance holding her hand. They had to intubate her and they had to puncture her lung to get air into after it had been collapsed by one of the bullets. Unknowingly I had my phone in my hand,
“Yeah son?”
“Dad….” I was shaking…”
“Son, what’s wrong?” He knew I was fucked up,
“Hospital. Fucking hurry.” Was all I said as I felt the ambulance shake and then the medic blaring his horn.
“Someone tried to cut us off. I ain’t worried about that car. We got to hurry.”
On the way to the hospital she died three times in the back of the ambulance. Knowing we were the same blood type because she learned how to test for the type in school and she tested herself. I knew mine because prison.
“She needs blood we are a match, take all you can from me.” The medic looked at me and in a split second he had the needle in my arm and the line hooked up running it into her system.
Finally we made it to the hospital and the doors were opened. Her stats were being read off to the doctor and I climbed out with her blood all over me and the line still connected. The medic rattled off the blood type and then he unhooked the line as they rushed her inside. Looking over my shoulder my dad was headed straight toward me. All of the brothers at his back
Seeing him, I then did something I have never done.
I hit the ground. My knees giving out. My dad ran over to me and wielded his body around mine and held me. I cried. I cried to fucking bad. The brothers then came and formed a circle around us to protect us. My dad like he did before when I was six held me until I could no longer cry any more tears.
Standing up we walked into the hospital. All forty four of us, headed to the waiting room.
How was he to explain to their German Shepherd Titan that his momma was hurt and wouldn’t be home to feed him tonight. How was he ever going to make it through this life if she wasn’t okay.
However, the doctor then came out with a grim expression on his face.
She died twice on the operating table and the last time I would ever say her name screamed out of me.
Epilogue
A month after receiving a kidney transplant from my mom, a section of my liver helped in more ways than one. Turns out we were all matches and it was the greatest thing in this world because she woke up.
After the doctor had told us she had died twice while they were operating on her he told us the next 24 hours are super critical and if she survived by some miracle then the next 72 hours were critical as well.
It was five days later my mom donated one of her kidneys.
Seven days they then took one part of my liver and gave it to her.
Ten days after all of her levels had stabilized they then unhooked her from life support and continued the oxygen.
Twenty days her levels began to turn to normal and her brain activity showed levels that were in tune with her waking up.
While I stayed in the hospital with her my dad and the brothers were working. They worked for 72 straight hours to get the information they needed and the names of the fuckers who shot her as well as the organization they worked for.
The day she had woken up I kissed her. It had been one month exactly. I told her I loved her with everything in my being. I pushed her morphine button when she tried to say I love you back and grimaced in pain.
I made my mom promise to not leave her side until I got back and she looked at me as if I had visited another planet when I said that. She considered Paisley her own daughter too.
I killed the three men who fired the weapons and their leader. My dad, Stone and the brothers took out the organization. Stone rescuing one of the women.
There was always a chance I could be carted off to prison but thanks to my club it will be hella hard to find all of their body parts. It took us forty eight hours. Cleaning up I walked back into the hospital, nodded at the Sherriff and he placed his hand on his heart and walked away. There would be no charges. We did him a favor too.
Four months after we left the hospital we had a ceremony in our back yard with purple and white lilies lining the rows of chairs. The dress she wore was knee length with a champagne colored bottom layer with beautiful lace covering the top and her sleeves were sheer. Her scars on proud display.
It was six months after us meeting and me trying to get her to understand her scars were warrior marks did she forgo the sleeves if she was with me. Three more months and she was comfortable without me by her side. Now she proudly wears short sleeve shirts, tanks, bikinis. You name it she can fucking rock.
She took my last name and the baby inside her belly took my last name as well. That night after the ceremony I heard some new prospect wanted to be the Enforcer for the club.
“Kick his ass baby.”
Was what I heard when the call had come out. That night I solidified my title in front of twelve new prospects. No longer did they challenge me, especially not with that particular prospect eating through a straw for a couple weeks before he was finally able to see a dentist.
Six months after it happened she was finally able to take the exam and she passed with one of the highest test scores they had ever seen. They said because of her situation they would lift the penalty for taking it so late.
She is now working in Levine’s Children’s Hospital in the N.I.C.U. She loves it. She says no one loved on her except for her father her uncle, her grand-dad and me. She said she would give those babies so much love they would turn red from the invisible kisses she gave them all.
Three months ago we welcom
ed our son Thomas Albert Garrison to the world and just as soon as she was ready and feeling better I planned on planting another baby in her belly.
Guess what I did. We welcomed our daughters Chevelle Nicole Garrison and Clarissa Lilian Garrison.
It’s said that love heals all. Well our story proves that.
The End.
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