Depending on what time Anthony manages to get here will determine whether or not we jump into this shit tonight or wait until morning. Axle had suggested letting Anthony get settled in and catch up with everyone tonight. As it was, he wouldn’t be here til close to eight making it yet another late night if we get started with everything. Then there was the fact that Wall took off this morning and hasn’t been back yet. Axle couldn’t get him on the phone until a few minutes ago. Even then Wall wasn’t forthcoming where he was at just that he would be back to the house by eight.
Everything seems to go smoothly. We managed to get the humongous boxes up the stairs without raising to much hell. I left the prospect upstairs to jump on getting the desk together. Blaze surprised me by offering to stay and help him out. The sooner the desk got put together the sooner Happy could get to work unpacking and setting the electronic shit up. Romy offered to help get the rest of the shit organized and the trash cleaned up before I brought Breezy to see her surprise.
The women were still pulling dinner out of the oven, when Anthony came through the door with Wall right behind him. My gut was telling me that even though Anthony was making a house call, Wall took it upon himself to ride to see him anyway. When I caught the look my president was giving him I realized I wasn’t the only one who thought so. For arguments sake I wasn’t going to mention it until I got him by his self.
Watching the women of this club hang all over Anthony made me feel sorry for the fucker. He might look all prim and fucking proper in that three-piece suit he was sporting and the BMW he drove, but I knew better. Tomorrow he’d be just a normal guy looking to blow off some steam taking a long sled ride through the hills. Wall kept Anthony’s bike at the shop for him when he came to visit. It wasn’t anything special, but it was his dad’s most prized possession. Anthony paid Blaze and Izzy to refurbish it a year or two back and since then his visits home have been sporadic at best. With him living over top his law office (his office is a huge historic building in downtown Columbia) the only parking he has is on the street, so he leaves the bike here.
“Holy shit, girl! When the hell did you get back in town? I know I haven’t been up in a while, but I do call at least once a month,” Anthony says noticing for the first time Avery is back.
“Yeah, I’ve been back for a while now. Maybe if you’d come visit more often you would know,” Avery answers pulling Anthony in for a hug which causes a deep growl from Axle, no doubt staking his claim. It’s no secret that Anthony had a thing for the Montegomery sisters back in the day, but he knew that Avery was spoken for even if she didn’t. Now Hyde on the other hand was a different story.
“Now, Avery, how many times over the last five years have I’ve been back, and you haven’t? Cut me some slack woman. Now how about you introduce me to the man at your back and that little boy that’s hanging on your leg,” Anthony shoots back. The man is definitely out of the loop insinuating Trevor was Avery’s man and no clue about Hunter. Oh, this should be fun to watch!
“Because I love you like a brother I’ll let that shit slide. I’m gonna say this once and that’s it. Stop flirting with my woman in front of me or imma kick your preppy ass. The only man at Avery’s back will be me. That guy right there is her best friend Trevor, long story that I’ll explain later. That boy there is my son, Hunter. These two in here are mine, praying the lord has mercy on me and gives me two more boys. Not that I won’t love them if their girls,” Axle was quick to put in after seeing half the female population in the room ready to jump him, “I just don’t need to give you my whole life’s savings to keep me outta jail for killing all the little fuckers that show up at my door if they look anything like their momma.”
Anthony starts to laugh and pulls back from Avery’s arms to stick his hand out for Axle to shake. “About time you got what you wanted Ax. Just know if the little ones come out looking like their momma I’ll gladly donate my services to keep your ass out of jail. No honorary nieces of mine are going to be hassled by a bunch of degenerates.”
The whole room erupted with laughter. Good to know that we’ve got our basis covered for the future I guess. Bree was standing at the stove watching everything unfold when Anthony’s eyes landing on Bree. My girl was to naïve to notice the looks he was throwing her way, but I didn’t miss them one bit. “You might have gotten off easy with your remarks about Avery, fucker, but you keep looking at my woman like she’s main the course tonight and I promise you won’t be making it out of this kitchen alive. Now put those damn eyes back in their sockets and let me introduce you to my old lady,” I said moving to stand next to Bree. “Anthony, this is Breanna Loftland. Breezy this is Anthony Creed aka Tony.”
Tony reaches to shake my girls hand and pulls her in for a for a hug but takes heed to my warning and releases her just as quick then turns to Wall to say, “I see it now. She’s definitely your sister, man. What takes you letting this asshole stake claim to her? I thought better of you, Wall.” You can tell Tony’s joking by the sound of his voice, but his remark proves my suspicions, Wall did take off to see Tony at his office today. Now I want to know why. I save it though. I’ll address that shit after dinner. I’m still waiting to see if Axle wants to jump into this shit tonight or wait til morning.
Once Tony is done making his rounds we all decide to dig into the feast the women have supplied. There isn’t a soul in the house that can turn down Momma Bear’s meatloaf parmesan. With all the commotion in the kitchen Blaze and Aaron are able to slip in the middle of everything as if they had been here the whole time. Happy and Romy were both sitting at the table with a plate full of food while Bree and I were still in line. By the time Bree and I had our plates and were moving to the back door to sit outside at the picnic tables with a few of the others, Happy was already getting up to put his dishes in the sink. I knew where he was headed which means my surprise should be ready in no time.
Bree and I sat around with everyone on the deck til after eleven. We were all telling stories while we nursed a beer or a glass of wine. As usual Trevor was making it a point to make everyone laugh. Tony was floored when he discovered that Avery had been touring with Break Away for the last few years. It really did him in when Tabby and Momma Bear explained that they were now considered somewhat part of our family. Those two women were over the moon to be fill in grand ma’s to Lyla’s little rocker due in a month or so. I haven’t met them myself, but I know my girl respected the hell out of them and that was good enough for me.
Axle startled the hell out of everyone when he chose to speak up and quiet everyone down. “Everyone chill out for a minute. I need you all to hear me.” He waited for silence before finishing his little speech. “I don’t want to be the dick who ruins the party, but I think it’s time to call it a night. As much as I know Tony’s visit has been long overdue we called him here for a reason. I didn’t want to get into shit tonight and be up all-night long. I’m not too proud to say I need some damn sleep. I think the rest of you do too if we’re going to hash this shit out tomorrow. The club voted on full disclosure last night when it comes to everything coming down on Breezy which means we get to have one big ass family meeting tomorrow morning to lay out everything we know. My goal is to come at this shit in a different way then we have in the past, hence why the females will be included in this one. I’m putting the prospects on kitchen duty tonight and breakfast duty in the morning. I want everyone bright eyed and bushy tailed in the den by nine tomorrow. Get your asses moving and get some sleep. I’ll see all of you in the AM.”
With that everyone started filing back in the house. I held Bree with me while the rest of the fools fought to get through the back door. I didn’t need her getting trampled before I could give her the first of many more surprises to come. I was started to get nervous which is an emotion I’m not familiar with. My palms were getting sweating and my mind was racing. It wasn’t the fact that I was finally going to be able to put my cock where its wanted to be for years, I was worried she would see my
surprise as a way of controlling her future. I never thought that far ahead when I decided to make this happen earlier this afternoon.
“Tank are you okay? Is there something bothering you? I can sleep in the living room with Queenie if you not ready to share a room,” my angel said as she lowered her heard thinking the worst thing possible.
“I’m fine, Angel. I’ve just got something I want to show you and I’m not sure how you’re going to take it when you see it in a few minutes. Just know it’s not me trying to control you, okay? I honestly just want to show you how much you mean to me.”
“Oh, my goodness! You haven’t done anything like tattooing my name on you or anything have you? As sweet as it sounds I don’t want you to do anything you’re not ready for, babe. I know this relationship thing is just as new to you as it is to me,” Bree says thinking the worst again. How could she honestly jump back to me having commitment issues after the last three days.
I found my anger pushing my nervousness away as the need to drag her to the bedroom took over. I wasn’t mad with her, I was mad with myself for not completely getting through to her just how much she means to me. She was pleading with me, saying she was sorry and she understood, in the short time it took me to get her upstairs and drug into out room. I froze when I walked in the room making a mental note to buy my favorite little munchkin a new tattoo gun for what she was able to pull off in the mere hours we had been out of this room.
I knew I’d have to thank Blaze and Aaron for getting the desk together along with thanking Happy for getting the computer and printer set up, but the amount of detail and organization of the desk as well as the room was all Romy. I heard Bree gasp when she caught sight of everything that was done while she was downstairs helping with dinner. Romy had the battery-operated candles staged all through the room along with a bottle of wine with two glasses on the night stand and a box of what looked like chocolate covered strawberries in the center of the bed. There was a new bedspread in place of the mismatched set I brought over from my room in the clubhouse. There was even a frame picture of Bree and me on my bike. How the hell she got that I’ll never know.
What really caught my eye was the sketch sheets laid across the pillows of the bed. There were three of them that I could tell right away Romy had crafted for us. One of them was Bree’s club princess tat. It had the signature devil with the club princess script. It was similar to all the others but just like everyone else’s the tattoo had its own personal touches. The second one I looked at took my breath away; my brand. The words “Property of Tank” were written in some fancy script. She drew a halo and a set of wings around the capital “P” in property and had a long devils tail that came off the “k” in Tank. If I had my way I would drag my girl straight to Romy and have this inked on Bree’s skin tonight, but I couldn’t be selfish. Tonight, was all about Bree and making her happy.
The third design would definitely be inked on skin tomorrow. I lifted the sheet that had a similar meaning as the property tat for Bree. Romy must have thought she was being a smart ass no doubt about it. What she failed to realize is I plan on wearing this fucking thing proudly right across my heart for whoever to see. It wasn’t anything girly or fancy, but it wasn’t the most-manliest either. The script read “If Found Return to Bree” center in angel wings topped off with a halo however she did manage to snake a devil’s tail off the last “e” in Bree.
“Now this is a work of art. When we get done going through everything in the morning Romy’s got a tattoo to lay on my skin tomorrow,” I say handing the sheet of paper to her.
“This is awesome, Tank. I was just joking before, I wasn’t insinuating you had to mark yourself with me just because I have to wear you brand.”
Bree was a little shaky with her words trying to let me off the hook or just overwhelmed with the whole situation. I wanted to drill in her head again that I was hers just as she was mine for the thousandth time. “Angel, it’s only fair that I rock your brand if you’ll be rocking mine. Everyone one of the Oldheads have a at least one tat for their woman so I won’t be the only one. We see it as a pride thing, baby. Remember what I keep telling you, love, I’m yours just as much as you are mine. Are you trying to tell me you don’t belong to me?”
“You should know better than that, babe. You’ve owned my mind before you owned my soul. Then you claim my soul long before you could take ownership of my body. In some ways you already own my body, but I think it’s high time you staked claim to it too. I need you to take it, baby. I need to belong to you entirely, in every way possible,” she responded with a shaky voice. I know for her this is all new, but it will be some much fun watching her come out of her shell.
“Angel, I plan on doing just that. I’m going to ruin you for anyone else who would even dare touch what mine. Tonight, I plan to brand you from the inside out. For the rest of your life I want to have the pleasure of making you feel me every time you take a step.”
Bree
I can’t believe this is finally going to happen for us. All day long I’ve been waiting for him to change his mind about us. Walking into our room tonight, seeing everything he pulled together to surprise me with in such a short time, I want to finally take him at his word. The only reservation I have is my inexperience with sex. I don’t want to do something to turn him off or embarrass myself. I wasn’t lying when I told him I was ready for him to own my body entirely.
I feel like an idiot standing here like a deer in the headlights not knowing how to respond to his last comment. How do I tell him I more than ok with feeling him deep in my womb every step of my life? I’m lost for words leaving me standing in front him waiting for some guidance. The silence is killing me although its painfully sweet. I can feel his eyes looking straight through to my soul chipping away all the insecurities I have about being with this man. The way his purple gaze is sweeping over me makes me feel like the sexiest woman alive. With a little false bravado, I start moving closer to him hoping to lure him into making the first move.
When I’m standing right in front of him looking up in his deep purple eyes I can finally see I’m making him just as nervous. I can see his muscles in his arms flexing from him constantly balling his hand in a fist and releasing them. Other than that, his perfectly still watching me like a hawk. This beast of a man is driving me crazy. I want to feel his hands on me, his lips on my skin and his body against mine. I’m to the point where I’ve decided to take matters into my own hands to get the show on the road. He watches me intently as I raise my hand to cup his gorgeous face at the same time pushing myself up on my toes to reach his lips. The first kiss doesn’t have the lust-filled passion that was soon to come but it delivers its own message of sorts. The message telling him that I’m here, that I want this and he’s in control. With that simple kiss my message was delivered loud and clear. It was what we both needed to let go of any fears we had about our first time.
The second kiss was one of pure desire and need as Tank buried both hands in my hair holding my face to his while his tongue was seeking entry to my mouth. I parted my lips ever so slightly to give him what he so desperately wanted. I was so consumed with this man I couldn’t make myself breathe. I want all of him and not sure how to get it all at once. When he broke the kiss, my senses were frazzled. The only thing I could focus on was getting more of him. One minute I was letting him ravish my mouth while I held on for dear life and the next he was licking, kissing and biting my neck while I was clawing at his back moaning like a porn star.
“Easy, Angel. I’ll get you there soon enough. You’ll be flying high a few times before the grand finale. I’m got to take my time with you. I need you wet enough to take me cuz I don’t wanna hurt you anymore than I have to, baby,” the glorious man driving me wild says against my skin.
The vibrations from his words went straight to my clit. I was to the point that if he didn’t do something to get me off soon I was going to take matters in my own hands. At this point in time I wasn’t above beggin
g for him to take care of me. “Please, Tank, I need more. Please, Babe, please,” I pleaded with him.
“Honey, I’m going to give you so much more you’re not going to know what to do with yourself. One night real soon I plan to lick, nip and tease you while you beg me to fuck you. I plan on drawing it out for as long as possible but not tonight. Tonight, is all about making you feel good. Starting right now I’m going to strip you down and bury my face between those thighs of yours. Are you oaky with that, Angel?”
Am okay with that? Who in their right mind wouldn’t be okay with it? “Yes,” I said a voice I never knew I had with the need to get the barriers of clothing off both of us. The overwhelming urge to have skin on skin contact with my man was taking over. With a building confidence I had going for me I slid my hands down his chest to rest on his hips for just a moment before moving them back up his chest taking his shirt with me. As I lifted his shirt over his head I broke Tank’s concentration. It allowed me the advantage so the same attention to his neck and chest. Feeling like an experienced seductress I used my tongue to slowly lick up his chest to his collarbone before closing my lips for a sensual kiss. I could tell my actions were driving him crazy with lust as he rolled his neck to the side allowing me room to proceed upward. I spent the next few minutes driving my man wild with my tongue moving around his neck down and around his chest. I could feel the evidence of how turned on he was poking in me in my hip.
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