So Hot MC Boxset

by Blair Grey

  “Plus, you can’t get serious with anyone who I don’t approve of anyway. And I will make sure she knows about our previous commitment of you being my substitute husband any time my real husband gets his ass locked up.” She giggled. “Listen to me. I sound like some lady out of a mobster movie.” Then she stopped laughing abruptly. “But I mean it. I have to approve of any woman you’re with.”

  “You mean any woman I get serious with.” I thought she needed reminding of the deal here. “If you see some dame on the back of my bike, that doesn’t mean it’s serious. It might just be a ride of various kinds.”

  “Don’t tell me that. I’m going to try to ignore things like that.” She leaned back again, this time wiggling down in the bed and pulling me to lay down beside her. “You should know that you had better not try to make me jealous.”

  “I won’t.” I wasn’t about to become some cruel man just because I couldn’t have the woman I’d fallen in love with. “And can I ask you to do the same for me?”

  “I won’t shove my relationship with Ryder in your face.” She wrapped her arm around mine, resting her head on my shoulder. “He and I never have been into public displays of affection. And he doesn’t take me around you guys much at all. Only on club runs. I think we should be able to handle ourselves accordingly during things of that nature, don’t you?”

  Will I ever see this woman and not want to fuck her brains out?

  “We can try.” I knew we would have to find a way to do that. “I think we should take the bike out tomorrow. Afterward, we can stop by the bar at our headquarters to have a little night out.”

  “Are we talking about a real ride on the bike?” She tightened her grip on my arm as she ran her foot up and down my leg. “Cause, I can study up on some positions if that’s what you’ve got in mind.”

  An idea began forming in my head. “I’m thinking - you leaning over the back of the bike, laying out on the seat and holding the handlebars while I take your sweet ass from behind. It’ll be a win-win for me. Fucking you and pretending I’m fucking my bike too.”

  “Sick, bastard,” she whispered. “But yeah, sounds great to me.”

  “I thought it might.” Turning on my side, I kissed the shell of her ear as she lay on her back. “Plus, as you’re leaning over the seat, your clit will be flat up against the seat and with the engine on it will set your world on fire.”

  “You’re making me horny,” she whispered.

  “Sorry. I’ll shut up.”

  Her hand ran up my leg then her nails grazed along my cock. “No, go on. What else will you do to me out in the woods, you big bad wolf?”

  Fantasizing on the fly, I came up with more goodies. “You can sit on the seat sideways, with the engine on of course.”

  “Of course.” She moaned softly as she wrapped her hand around my enlarging dick. “And then what?”

  “And then I will get on my knees in front of you.” My dick kept growing as she moved her hand up and down it.

  “Sounds a little painful on the knees for you, doesn’t it?” Using her thumb, she rubbed the base of my cock and I groaned with the way it sent waves of pleasure through my entire body.

  “A little pain to please you isn’t a thing I worry about. So, I’ll push your legs apart, spreading them as your ass vibrates on the seat of my bike. And then I’ll use my tongue to barely touch your clit. And I’ll just leave it there like that for a minute.”

  “A whole minute?” She turned to face me as she kept moving her hand up and down my now fully erect cock. “And then what will you do to me, leather?”

  “Honeysuckle, I will then run my tongue up and down your folds just like this.” Easing forward, I put my tongue to her lips then pushed it through them, into her mouth. Our bodies didn’t touch. Only her hand on my cock and our mouths touched.

  Kissing her while using my tongue the same way I would if I was tongue fucking her pussy, she gave me a hand-job that I would never forget. Just before I came, I moved her hand off my cock and pulled one of her legs over my side.

  Thrusting my aching to explode cock into her tight pussy that had gotten soaked already, I came inside of her with that one stroke. Pulling my mouth away from hers, I watched one tear slip down her cheek. “If I weren’t on the pill, that would’ve gotten me pregnant right there, leather.”

  “And I would’ve been happy about that.” Looking into her eyes, I watched them dance. “So far, you’re the only woman I’ve ever wanted to have a baby with.”

  “You have wanted that?” She smiled. “I’ve kind of thought about that some too. A little version of us to remember this time might not be a bad idea. We’ve got a month and a half to go. I could stop taking the pill. We could leave it up to fate.”

  “You’re serious?” I couldn’t believe what she was saying.

  “Maybe.” She licked her lips. “The idea stimulates me.”

  Falling in love with my MC brother’s wife wasn’t the best thing I had ever done to one of my Iron Cobra brethren. Planting my seed in her seemed like a terrible thing to do to her husband and my brother.

  But the idea was stimulating – I had to admit that. “Does it now?”

  What will she come up with next to keep my heart locked to hers?

  Chapter Fourteen

  Hailey

  Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, I looked at the unopened birth control pill pack that sat on the vanity. Lucas hadn’t given me an answer on the baby idea yet, so I wasn’t sure if I should break open the new pack or not.

  As I stared at it, it became clear to me that this wasn’t just his decision to make. If I wanted to have his baby, then I could try for that. Because if I didn’t want to have his baby, I could simply take a pill each morning to avoid it.

  Everything is in my hands alone.

  I supposed that most women would’ve found a lot of power in that fact. But I found something on the opposite end of the spectrum. I found fear.

  Fear of making Lucas mad at me. Fear for making Ryder mad at me. Fear for making the child I might have mad at me. And finally - and the most important thing of all – I would be mad at myself.

  I had known Lucas for only a short amount of time. Sure, in that small timeframe he and I had fallen in love. But I knew that the first stages of love can take over your entire mind and body. And then that intense passion turns into something else.

  Ryder and I had still been in the honeymoon phase of our marriage when he was sent to prison. Going from having sex three or four times a day to having none was difficult for me. Going back home had been good for me in the way that I reconnected with a high school friend who’d been married for five years and they had a couple of kids.

  Talking to her about what I was going through helped me understand that the type of sexual relationship would eventually change and most likely in the second year of our marriage. And certainly after having our first baby. It was simply natural for that heat to begin to cool down some. She and her husband were lucky if they had sex once a week.

  I found that a little upsetting. Living in the same house, sleeping in the same bed night after night and no sex? I didn’t fully believe it was that way for all couples. So, I began asking around and found out that everyone had similar stories.

  Looking in the mirror at my reflection, I made a realization. “I am in love with falling in love.”

  Finding that out about myself didn’t make me very pleased with myself. I opened the pack of pills then popped one into my mouth. Having Lucas’ baby would’ve been a terrible mistake.

  My life and future were with Ryder. With him being gone so long, I hadn’t thought about his feelings much at all. And now I was feeling pretty damn terrible about that.

  My poor husband was sitting in a prison and here I was living it up with another man. I’d had the audacity to ask that other man if he wanted me to have his baby.

  What the hell is wrong with me?

  Covering my face with my hands, I had never felt mo
re ashamed and embarrassed.

  A knock on the bathroom door startled me. “Yeah!”

  “Can we talk?” Lucas asked from the other side of the locked door.

  Tossing some cold water on my face to help make the redness of the embarrassment less noticeable, I dried my face then opened the door. “Yes, we can talk.”

  “Good.” Taking me by the hands, he pulled me out of the bathroom then sat me on his bed. “What we said to each other last night was in the heat of passion, so to speak. I do love you and if you weren’t another man’s wife, I would truly want to have a baby with you.” He held up a finger to stop me as I opened my mouth to agree with him. “But – I still wouldn’t want to do something that permanent with anyone that I’d only been seeing for six weeks. It’s just not a smart thing to do for anyone.”

  “I agree.” I smiled as I shrugged my shoulders. “I’ve come to some pretty awful revelations about myself, Lucas. I think I am in love with being in love.”

  With a heavy sigh, he sat down next to me. “I don’t think you’re that shallow, honeysuckle. But I do think that what we’re both experiencing is normal. Maybe I let the gates around my heart open up more than I usually do because I knew that you weren’t going to be able to be with me forever.”

  “Seems we’re both a little screwed up.” I chewed on my lower lip as I pondered our situation. “I most likely fell in love with you because I’ve been very lonely with Ryder in prison. And to be perfectly honest, I had even begun thinking that my life with him would have me alone a lot more than I’d ever realized. His lifestyle isn’t exactly something that will keep him on the legal side of things.”

  Running his arm around my shoulders, he pulled me close to his side, dropping a kiss on top of my head. “I like to think that you found me irresistible, baby rather than that you were just lonely.”

  “Well, there was that too.” Looking up at him, I knew there were many factors at work for why I felt the way I did about him. “Maybe I’m just trying to throw an entire lifetime with you into these few months we have. But I know I have to stop doing that. This is temporary – it always has been. Sometimes that fact escapes me.”

  The sound of the doorbell reminded me of what day it was. “I wonder who that could be. I’m not expecting anyone today.” Lucas got up and I followed along behind him, excitement filling me about seeing his face when he saw what I’d gotten him.

  “I wonder who it could be too.” I tried not to giggle.

  As he opened the door, the older man who stood there jerked his thumb back at the truck that was backed right up to the door. “Is it okay if we bring it through here or do you have another way you want us to come in with it?”

  Lucas looked a bit dumbstruck which made it hard for me to keep my laughter under control. The object in the bed of the truck was covered by a huge red blanket, so he had no idea what the hell the man was talking about. “What is it that you have there, buddy? And who is it for?”

  Another man got out of the truck, strapping on a leather tool belt as he came up to stand next to the other guy. “Can I get a gander at where this beauty is gonna hang before we move it inside?”

  I couldn’t help it and busted out laughing as Lucas ran his hand over his face as he huffed with complete confusion. “What do you have there? And who is it for?” he repeated.

  When he looked at me with a frown because I was literally laughing my ass off, I finally let him in on it. “I bought you something.”

  “Is it something to laugh about, baby?”

  Reining in my laughter, I pointed at the mass in the back of the truck. “I bought you the chandelier we saw at the antique place. These men are here to install it over the big dining table.” I gestured for the men to come inside. “Come on. I’ll show you where it’s going to go.”

  Lucas walked by my side as we led the way to the large dining room. “You bought that for me?”

  “Yep.” It occurred to me that he would think about me every time he saw the gorgeous thing. “Now you have something to remember me by.”

  “As if I could forget you.” Putting his arm around my waist, he tugged me to his side then kissed my cheek. “Sneaky, little thing, aren’t you?”

  “Sometimes, I guess I can be.” As we came into the room, I switched on the light. “It’s going over this table. I’d like it perfectly centered.”

  Standing back, we let the men get to work as Lucas kept shaking his head. “Honeysuckle, that thing had to have cost you a small fortune. And then to pay for someone to install it too? This is too much. You have to let me pay you back.”

  “No way in hell.” I wanted to do it for him. I wasn’t going to let him take that away from me. “This is my gift to you for all you’ve done for me.” I whispered the rest in his ear so the other guys wouldn’t hear, “I can’t give you a baby, but that little beauty will be with you forever and always.”

  He chuckled. “Plus there won’t be any diapers to change. Thanks, baby. I will cherish it forever.” He kissed my lips then looked into my eyes. “You are really something else. I hope you know that about yourself. You are the real deal, lady.”

  Slapping him on the arm, I felt a little embarrassed by his words. “Aw, come on. It’s just a little, old chandelier, that’s all. No need for flattery.”

  “It’s not flattery if it’s true.” He took my hand, pulling me with him. “Let’s leave them to their work and we’ll come back when it’s finished.”

  We went outside and he pulled back the blanket that covered the giant light. I leaned over the side of the truck to help him inspect it. “Looks like they did a great job of making sure it was wrapped up nice and tight to make the trip here. I was a little worried about the moving process.”

  “I can’t get over this, honeysuckle.” He ran one finger over a delicate crystal globe. “This is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me.”

  Holding onto his arm, I kissed his shoulder. “I knew it would go great in your home. You take such pride in your place. And I knew you would take good care of it too. It needed a good home to come to and you had one that needed it.”

  Turning to me, he took me into his arms. “You are going to get your ass completely spoiled this evening. I’m thinking, dinner anywhere you want. Dancing if you’d like. Literally, anything you want to do, we will do it.”

  I wasn’t wanting anything quite so fancy. “I like the idea we came up with last night. The bike ride – complete with the perks. And after that, I would love it if you took me to that bar at your club’s headquarters. I’d like to get to know the people there. I’m not saying that I’ll actually like any of them, but I would like to know the people you and my husband spend so much time with.”

  “You sure about that?” He grinned at me. “I really will take you anywhere you want to go. Hell, we could rent a private jet and go to New York if you want. I mean – anything, honeysuckle.”

  “The ride and the bar is all I want, leather. Really.” Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pulled him in for a kiss.

  I wanted to see the world he and Ryder called their own. I’d only ever been in the bar when everyone was loading up on the bikes and taking off. It seemed to me that Ryder wanted to keep our worlds separate. But that couldn’t really happen.

  By the time he got out of prison, I wanted to be able to walk into that place and know at least most of the people who hung out there. Ryder worked in the motorcycle shop in the back of the place, so I knew he had to spend tons of time in that bar. I wanted to be able to come up and see him whenever I wanted to, without feeling like a fish out of water.

  Lucas took me back inside the house, his arm tightly wrapped around me. “If that’s all you want, then that is what you will get, my lady. But I am going to take you shopping for some suitable clothing. We can get out of these guys’ way and head over to my favorite leather shop where I will deck you out from head to toe.”

  I didn’t have any leather in my closet and the idea made my tummy do flips.
“Just like a real biker chick?”

  “Just like one.” He tweaked my nose. “Ryder ain’t gonna know what to do with you when he gets out.”

  Laughing, I felt a little bit like Sandy in Grease when she undergoes the transformation from the girl next door to the sexy woman she wants to be for Danny. “I’m not getting a perm, so don’t even ask me to do that.” I ran my hand through my straight hair.

  Wearing a confused expression, he asked, “What?”

  “You know – like Sandy in Grease? She permed her hair when she got all dressed up in skin-tight leather for Danny?” Surely he’d seen that old movie.

  “Oh, that.” He laughed as he shook his head. “No perm. Got it. But the tight pants and top are a must. Plus you have to have black leather boots with spikey heels to make it all work.” Smacking my ass, he growled, “I’m gonna get to show off my hot little momma tonight. I cannot wait to see the faces when I bring your hot little ass into the bar.”

  “I’m sure the other women that hang out with you guys are just as attractive as I am.”

  He shook his head. “You would sure be wrong about that. I mean, some of them are pretty. But you? You’re the perfect ten.” His lips quirked up to one side as he looked me up and down. “And all the sex we’ve been having has toned your body up just right. I’ll probably have to fight my brothers off of you tonight.”

  “Not to worry, my tongue is sharp when unwanted attention comes my way. Just ask Cal.” Smiling as I went to grab my purse so we could leave, I wondered what Ryder would say when he saw me wearing all leather and sky-high heeled boots.

  Lucas must’ve been thinking the same thing. “I hope Ryder doesn’t get pissed about the changes in you.”

  “Ryder had a type before me. Not that I’ll become a goth-girl. But a biker-babe is something I can wrap my head around. Especially now that I know what else a motorcycle can be used for.”

  Vroom – vroom!

  Chapter Fifteen

  Lucas

  She still looked like Hailey, only a way hotter version of the girl I’d taken into the leather shop to outfit her properly. Buttoning up the white shirt she’d worn underneath the black leather jacket, I couldn’t wipe to grin off my face. “Now to put you back into these clothes that make me lose my freaking mind over you, honeysuckle.”