I could faintly hear a moan and her breathing became heavier.
"Put your hand between your sleek folds and tell me just how wet you are."
I used my words to encourage her, she didn't say a word but I knew I was affecting her as I heard her gasp at the first contact.
"That's right babe, just feel what I can do to your body when I'm not even touching you." I took my own length and let out a moan as I slid against my moist tip. Taking it firmly I slipped my hand down my throbbing shaft stroking it vigorously as I continued to listen.
"Push one finger deep inside." The other end of the phone was silent apart from the faint sounds of her juices as she fingered herself. My cock swelled and throbbed in my hand as I jerked off thinking of how much I wanted to taste those juices.
"Add another finger babe, I want you to make yourself come." Her breaths were now coming shallow and low.
"That's it babe, you're nearly there." I increased my tempo around my cock before I came all over my stomach.
"Spike...Spike!" I could hear her orgasm rip through her as she called my name and the panting continued as she slowly came down from her high.
I used the towel to quickly wipe my pleasure from my stomach.
"Shit!" I heard Angel drop her phone and the line went dead.
Smirking to myself I quickly went to the bathroom to clean myself before making contact with her again. I had a feeling that she would be too embarrassed for me to call her so I decided to save her blushes and text instead.
Are you still restless or do you think that will help?
I sniggered at the message as I pressed send, I wanted to keep the conversation light.
I waited a few minutes but she still hadn't responded.
Don't ignore me!
I was more forceful in my tone but I didn't want her to now regret what we just did.
Sorry but I'm mortified, I've never done anything like that before. I don't know what to say?
Well at least she messaged back although she was clearly embarrassed.
Anything that comes to mind babe
Thank you
Fucking hell, I should be thanking her for helping me get off!
You did all the work babe lol Can I see you and the kids Sunday?
What do you want to do?
Could I simply text back, 'take care of you, look after you...love you'? Letting out a loud sigh I quickly typed my response.
Amy's invited me to some shit W.I fete. Safety in numbers!
I really didn't want to go but this gave me the perfect excuse to see Angel and the twins.
The kids will love that, thank you.
I'll call you tomorrow
Good night x
I took a risk tonight but was thankful that it had paid off. I really liked her and although she dropped her guard I was still conscious that she still had a long way to go before she fully trusted anyone but I was determined to guide her through it so that she could put all of her trust in me.
Chapter 11
Spike
I sat on the wooden bench looking around taking everything in. It was a beautiful place, I tried to come here at least once a week, it was my sacred place, a place to think.
"You would like her, listen to me going on like we're already in a relationship." I leaned forward resting my elbows on my knees, "She has two kids, twins. Devon is so full of life but stubborn and most certainly knows her own mind. I can just imagine you being like her when you were that age," the thought made me smile. "And Tommy, Tommy is a great kid but I just wish I could bring him out of his shell. It's very early days but I've grown so fond of them and now can't ever imagine a life without them in it. I sound like a total dick but I just know that I could make them happy and in turn I could be happy, I so wanna be happy Helen."
A gust of wind blew across the cemetery carrying a leaf up into the air and as I watched it someone caught my eye further in among the graves down the hill.
I let out a loud sigh and stood, "See you again next week Helen, there's someone I need to talk to." I kissed my fingers and brushed my hand against the headstone as I slowly walked past in the direction of Duke.
I sat beside him on the grass verge directly in line with Viper's headstone, "You talking to yourself again?" I asked trying to break the ice. I hadn't spoken to him since the altercation last night and was still sporting the bruise on my cheek, just thinking about it made me snigger because we acted like adolescence.
He glanced towards me and raised his eyebrow before lifting his arm to pat me on the back.
"You sorted your head out yet?" I asked trying to get to the bottom of things.
Duke nodded and twisted a blade of grass between his fingers looking thoughtful, "I didn't mean what I said last night, I'm sorry Spike."
"That's okay man..."
He held up his hand to stop me talking. "It's not okay Spike, stop being so fucking understanding." Duke leaned back on his hands and stretched his legs to get comfortable on the ground, "My heads all over the place lately and before you start I know I've been a cock."
We both chuckled, well at least he had admitted to being a dick.
"So what brings you here?" I said nodding at the grave.
"The same reason you are. It's the only place I'm not disturbed...well usually," he grinned.
"So what's playing on your mind, Rev, Viper, Locke, Flex...Taylor?" He raised his eyebrows at the last name which was interesting.
"All of the above," Duke got to his feet and paced as he put his hands in his pockets. "Yasmin came back to the club house with me last night."
I nodded my head, "Yeah, I was there briefly this morning to see the drama unfold."
"But I only did that because Taylor gave me an ultimatum, I did it to prove...well it doesn't matter now because it only proved what a twat I am." His comment made me snigger and he glared at me before continuing. "I'm dealing with everything the wrong way, I'm hitting the bottle too hard and everyone thinks I'm just a fucked up drunk. I'm a fucking good leader, I'm taking this club to the next phase of being legit and it's gonna be a fucking success even if it kills me."
"You don't need to convince me mate, I believe you one hundred percent." Which I did and he had the full backing of the other club members. The club needed to adapt to survive and we were doing just that.
He briefly smiled at my comment, "But I need to sort my head out Spike. I've bottled things up for way too long and now it's fucking with my judgment which isn't good. Got any suggestions?"
"To be totally honest, I think you're depressed. You haven't had any time to grieve properly for Viper, he was like a Dad to you." I was surprised that he didn't argue so I continued, "I think if you deal with that the rest will follow suit. How you deal with that is totally up to you, maybe antidepressants, counselling..."
"Stop right there I get your drift."
"You asked for my opinion and now I've given it but while we're talking about you, I also think you need to admit your feelings for Taylor."
Duke raised his eyebrows but I ignored him, "Taylor is a strong, independent woman but because you're blowing hot and cold all the time she doesn't know where she stands. She's struggling with the whole club thing and I've seen it man, she would love to tear strips off you but she respects you too much and won't do it in front of your brothers. That's a real find so if I was you, I'd grab her with both hands and never let her go."
Duke laughed, "So when did you become so worldly and learn how to understand the female race so well?"
"I listen and I observe. Think of all of the times you switched off when a bird was bitching, moaning or even just talking about something that didn't interest you."
"Well that's all the fucking time."
"Exactly! Which of those women wanted to be with you, not the patch, just you?"
I could see Duke analysing what I'd just asked, "None!" he finally said quietly.
I smirked, "You're a good looking guy and the president of the club so you'd always get pussy but
what happens when you're fifty, sixty or even seventy?" I didn't wait for him to respond, "I'll tell you what happens, you get lonely."
"Fucking hell Spike, you can tell that you're related to Amy. I got the same lecture off her this morning."
I stood and brushed the blades of grass that had stuck to my jeans from sitting on the ground for so long. "Give it a go with Taylor, she'd make a fucking great old lady and to be honest Duke, what have you got to lose?" I patted him on the back and we walked up the shingle path towards the car park in silence, contemplating the recent conversation.
Mounting my motorcycle I glanced at Duke to see his grin, "I forgot to ask you about your own love life. How are the family?" he asked mocking me.
"Angel and the kids are great, I'm taking them out tomorrow." I stated as I secured my helmet under my chin. I didn't elaborate, what I did or didn't do in my personal life had nothing to do with the club. I wasn't like some of the other guys that had to broadcast every time they got laid. There was nothing more embarrassing than sleeping with one of the girls at the club only to find she had later been claimed by one of the brothers or became an old lady. I didn't do sloppy seconds and preferred to date away from the club.
Duke raised his eyebrow at my obvious code of silence about the situation and the fact that I had referred to Louise as 'Angel' making my intentions clear. I gave him a cocky grin ignoring his questioning look as I rode out of the cemetery.
Duke had decided to go back to the club house to contemplate what we'd discussed and I was meeting Diesel later at the Bird Cage for a quick drink. He wasn't coming out as much recently as Ink needed him but he was the only person that I could speak to regarding my predicament.
I arrived at the club and glanced around the darkened room looking for Diesel, when I spotted him at the bar talking to Taylor. It was only a matter of time before Duke claimed her and I wished they would stop playing a fucking merry dance like a Peacock and Peahen. Natasha indicated that she had poured me a drink and placed it on the bar.
"You look like you need this Spike." She said with a sympathetic smile.
"Too fucking right." I nodded towards Diesel and Taylor, "How long has he been here?" I asked needing to know whether he was pissed or not.
"Two drinks worth." I nodded making my way over.
I came into ear shot in the middle of their conversation which sounded like Diesel was ribbing her.
“And you have a smart mouth.” Diesel stated taking another sip of his drink.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend or speak out of turn.” Taylor fidgeted on her seat.
“He’s ribbing you Taylor, he likes a girl with a smart mouth.” I casually draped my arm around her shoulder, “You’re on par with Ink.” I said with a wink.
“We were just talking about you. Have you been with your latest project?” Diesel asked mockingly.
I glared at him fucking annoyed, “No, I’ve been with Duke this evening, he went to visit Viper.”
Diesel looked surprised and jumped off the stool, “Is he still there?”
I took a sip of my drink, “Don’t panic, he’s back at the club house. He just needed time to sort his head out. He’s had the weight of the world on his shoulders lately but he needs to learn how to unwind.”
I could see Taylor continue to fidget, “Erm…is it okay for me to knock off early Diesel?”
“Yeah, of course you can. Is everything okay?” Diesel asked concerned as Taylor quickly grabbed for her car keys. "I’ve just remembered that I have to be somewhere.” She turned to Chanel, “Grab your things, we’re gonna make a move?”
I could clearly see she was in a flap about something and wondered if it was the mention of Duke, “Taylor don’t worry, I’ll make sure she gets home safely.” I rose from the chair and leaned towards her, “You go and take care of your man.” I whispered quietly in her ear not wanting Diesel to hear. She smiled before turning on her heels and rushed out of the club.
I spun round and glared at Buster, "I'm fucking watching you!" I stated pointing my finger in his face. "Taylor has put Chanel in our care, now you treat her like a lady and make sure she gets home safely within the next hour. Am I making myself clear?"
Buster frantically nodded his head, "We're only talking Spike!" He spluttered.
"Well make sure it stays that way." I turned back to Diesel who was sniggering at my comment.
"Poor boy only wants to get his nuts wet!" he said humorously.
I rolled my eyes at his comment, "Exactly! But she's a nice girl and should be treated with a bit of respect."
Diesel sniggered, "Fucking hell you need to get laid man, all this nice guy shit is doing my head in."
"Fuck off!"
"So what's going on, has she forgiven you? Have you claimed her yet?" Diesel asked generally interested. I smirked and shook my head looking at the floor. "Don't get fucking coy with me, I'm not just a club brother, I'm blood!"
"It's difficult!"
"How difficult? You like her, she likes you and the kids think you're God!"
I twisted my face not knowing what to say, as the realisation hit Diesel, "You've shagged her haven't you!"
"Well not exactly, we sort of, fucking hell this is embarrassing." I rubbed my forehead trying to find the words.
"This is fucking priceless, Spike the counsellor, oh wise one and man of many words is speechless."
I punched him playfully on the arm, "We masturbated over the phone!"
Diesel spat his drink out as he bent over laughing uncontrollably, "Well I hoped you cleaned it up?" He continued to laugh as tears streamed down his cheeks, "Whatever gets you going man, you kinky fucker." His outburst had now attracted unwanted attention as punters were looking our way.
I stood with me hands in my pockets waiting for him to calm down from his excitement. Why did I tell him?
Diesel wiped the tears trying to control his breathing.
"What are you fucking thirteen?" I asked dryly.
"I could ask you the same!" He said through another bout of laughter mimicking a wanking gesture with his hand.
"Look if you're gonna take the piss," I turned but Diesel grabbed my arm before I could leave.
"I'm sorry man but that's the funniest thing I've heard in ages."
I glanced at his hand still holding my arm tightly and he let go, raising his arms in mock defence, "Truce?"
I nodded and moved to perch on the stool, "We were texting each other and it sort of just happened. She was embarrassed after but has agreed to go out with me tomorrow."
"Well that's a good sign, at least you didn't scare her off with your kinky shit."
I raised my eyebrows at him, "I really like her and if it were any other bird I would've claimed her by now but I've gotta let her take the lead, I don't wanna scare her off."
"Be careful that she doesn't put you in the friend's bracket, otherwise you're be helping her pick out outfits for her dates when she sorts her shit out."
"Thanks for the advice." I raised my eyebrows and stood, getting my keys from my pocket. I turned to Buster, "It's time you were taking Chanel home." He nodded and guided her through the bar as she waved towards us.
Diesel and I finished our drinks and walked out of the club as he texted on his phone.
"Who you talking to?"
"Ink, I wanna try masturbating over the phone it sounds dirty." He laughed again at his own comment.
"Fucking prick!"
Chapter 12
Spike
"Where are we going?" Tommy asked excitedly as he bounced up and down on the seat opposite.
Angel glanced in my direction and smiled sweetly as we made eye contact. I had this knack of reading people, Diesel always said I should've been a shrink or counsellor and as I sat reading Angel's body language and the way I caught her looking at me, I knew that she wanted me. She would blush if I called her babe or looked at her in a certain way, I had even caught her crossing her legs and grinding them together to try and reli
eve some of the mounting pressure between her thighs. Fucking hell, I wanted her so badly, in fact I've never wanted anything as much as I wanted her right now but this time it was complicated. She had two beautiful children to consider and although I was starting to develop feelings for them, I really didn't want it to get messy. The more obvious issue was the fact that she'd just gotten out of an abusive relationship. Friday night had given me a taster but that was only the tip of the iceberg. As much as I wanted her, I wasn't about to push my shit on her, if something happened it needed to come from her and I was more than happy to play the long game, if it meant that I could have her in the end.
"Spike please tell us!" Devon asked looking at me as she stuck out her bottom lip in a pout. This girl was good, she had her mother's angelic features and charm, and knew how to use it even at five years old.
"I'm taking you bowling." I stated looking at them for a reaction. I hadn't asked Angel where they would like to go, I just assumed kids would like such a place.
Devon and Tommy instantly cheered which was a relief and I relaxed about the situation.
"We went bowling last year for a friend's birthday party. I'm not very good are you?" Devon asked as she stood from her chair and casually climbed onto my lap like she'd been doing it all of her life.
"Not really but I'm very competitive."
"What's that mean, conpetarive?" Devon asked looking at me puzzled.
"Competitive. It means that I will try my hardest to beat you because I like to win."
Devon scoffed, "Yeah right, I'll beat you for sure!"
"Yeah, you think so?" I tickled her under her arms as she wiggled around trying to get off my lap.
"Ahhh...Spike...stop it!" She giggled as I continued to tickle her.
"Alright you two, pack it in." Angel stood and put on her cardigan, "The only person that's going to win is me." She winked as she took Tommy's hand and we walked through the cafe.
“Amy, I’ve left the money on the counter.” I stated as we were nearing the door.
“Thanks Connor.” Amy quickly turned towards Angel, “Don’t forget about Thursday evening.”
She smiled sweetly, “I’ll be there, I’m actually looking forward to it.”
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