by Cilla Lee
“Fuck you taste good baby,” I say as I slow my thrust down and go deep.
“God Scythe! You’re so deep!”
“Fuck baby you pussy's amazing” I rotate my hips again slowly, her breaths harsh as she pants as I slide in and out of her tight pussy
“Scythe please!” she begs through gritted teeth
“Rub your clit baby,” she leans down and rubs her swollen nub; I pull out, then slowly slide in then pull out and in out and in
“Please,” she begs, as I slam into her harder, her scream fillin’ the room and I do it again and again until I feel my balls tingle.
“Rub it harder baby; I'm gonna come,” she moans as I start to fuck her harder until I explode deep into her pussy, my cum fillin’ her over and over until I pull her to the side her back to my front and I kiss her spine. Our breaths the only thing to be heard in the room “Fuck baby that was amazing” I tell her kissin’ her neck, my dick still buried deep (fuck I never want to leave) she turns to me smilin'.
“That was so good,” she pants all out of breath, and I kiss her hard on the lips.
“Give me five,” I tell her, and she smiles.
“Five,” she says, and I nod.
“Yep, five,” I say turnin' her and kissin' her again, I run my fingers over her nipples, and they harden again. I run my fingers down to her belly button around it than lower where I touch her clit givin' it a little rub.
“Scythe,” she moans archin’ off the bed as I lean down and suck on her nipple rubbin' her clit, I move my finger lower to her pussy and feel my seed runnin’ out of her, and I smile
“What are you smiling at?” she asks and I look into her eyes.
“My, cum runnin’ out of your pussy,” I tell her, and she frowns lookin’ down.
“You didn't use a rubber” I shake my head no, and she pushes off of me.
“You fucking idiot! I'm not on birth control!” I look at her tummy (did I just put a kid in her) it makes me smile “what the fuck are you smiling at?” I lay back placing my hands behind my back lookin’ smug
“I could have just put a kid in you,” she looks furious jumpin' on the bed, but I'm ready for her this time, and I pin her to the bed. She fights me trying to get away, but I'm not givin’ in, gettin' between her legs, my dick hard again and thrust into her and she moans but is still tryin’ to push me off. I hold her arms down and thrust in again, and she tries to bite me as I thrust again and she moans with each thrust.
“Keep fuckin’ tryin’ to bite me bitch, and I'll tie your ass to the bed” I thrust again feelin' her give in.
“What are you doing?” she asks.
“Makin’ you mine baby,” I tell her thrustin' again, her head goin’ back as I lean down and kiss her. Her tits rubbin’ on my chest and she rotates her hips to meet my thrust “That's it baby fuck me back” I pull out and thrust back in, and we get into a nice rhythm.
“Yes!... oh god!... yes!” she moans, I grind my pelvis onto her pussy rubbin’ her clit with each thrust. “YES!... OH!... YES SCYTHE!... YES!... THAT'S IT!... RIGHT THEIR GOD!” I thrust against the spot she wants me to and my balls tingle again as I fuck her faster the bed bouncing with each thrust. “SCYTHE!!” she screams as her pussy clamps down on my dick, and my dick explodes again streams of cum fill her pussy over and over as her pussy milks every last drop from me. I land on top of her, out of breath and energy “Scythe you're squashing me” she wheezes as I roll to the side pullin' her with me holdin’ her tight. Within minutes she's asleep, and I watch her, her swollen lips from our kissin’ her nipples all red from me suckin’ on them, my, cum drippin’ out of her. I pull her to me not wantin’ to ever let her go (she's mine, and no one is takin’ her from me) I lay there with her in my arms thinkin' about the conversation I had with Sniper tonight
“What's the plan boy,” he'd asked me.
“I plan to make her my Old Lady,” he laughed at that.
“What's so funny?”
“Man, if you think for one second you'll get Widow to settle down than your fuckin’ delusional.”
“She will if I get her pregnant.”
“The fuck you say!” I looked at him.
“Come on Sniper you seen her tonight; you really want this life for your daughter, killin’ fuckers for the club.”
“It's what she's chosen Brother, and she's worked her ass off for it.”
“I'm not sayin’ she hasn't, but do you really want it for her,” he frowns at me but stares at his daughter.
“No,” he finally says
“I want her man, and I'm gonna have her.”
“How?”
“Because I plan to get her to move to our Chapter and become my Old Lady and hopefully get married and have kids.”
“You wanna marry Widow?” I look down the table at her.
“Yeah man I do,” I tell him, and he looks down the table at Widow again, she seems deep in thought just pushin’ her food around her plate (did tonight upset her, of course, it did she killed two people who wouldn't be upset at that)
“You askin’ for my daughter’s hand,” he asks me, and I look at him.
“Yes!” I say, and he smiles
“I like you Scythe, but Preacher ain't gonna give her up that easy, she's an asset to him.”
“Brother talk to him, get him to let her go, if she stays here she'll be safe, Razor's givin’ all that illegal shit up man. She can have the white picket fence, marriage, kids a future.”
“I could, but she won't give up her Cut not even for you man, you willin’ to move to Oregon if she doesn't” I look down at her again.
“Yes,” I tell him honestly, I look down at her again, but she just put her dish away.
“Brother talk to Preacher make him see sense” I plead with him.
Chapter Thirty-Six
Widow Maker
As I wake, the next morning Scythe is nowhere to be seen, and I lay down and think about last night (shit we didn't use protection). Fuck, I'll have to go to the pharmacy and get the morning after pill (dammit to hell). I fucking hate taking that thing it always makes me sick, not that I've taken it that often only twice before the first time with my high school boyfriend and then another time when I woke up in some randoms flat, not knowing how in the hell I got there. I had no idea if we used protection or not, so I took the pill and got tested at the same time, thank god it was all clear, but both times after taking them I was sick for hours.
I have a shower and head into the kitchen, some of the guys eating breakfast, but I don't see Scythe anywhere “Morning,” I say to Knuckle, but he just smiles at me.
“What?” I ask him (that's all I seem to be saying lately) he smiles
“Have fun last night” I look at him over my coffee mug.
“What does that mean?” he smirks.
“The sounds comin’ out of your room had my dick hard as fuck.”
“eww Knuckle! I don't want to think about your dick,” he laughs.
“Fuck Widow I had to rub two out this mornin’ just to get my dick to go down,” he tells me making me cringe with the thought of Knuckle and his dick.
“Knuckle you keep talking about your dick, I'm gonna cut it off, so you don't have to worry about it, and that cunt of a girlfriend of yours will have to go find another dick to jump up and down on” he stands up fast.
“What the fuck did you say about my girlfriend?”
“Fuck Knuckle, when are you gonna see she only wants to be with you because you pay all her bills and the fear people show her when she mentions your name, your better than that cunt.”
“I mean it Widow shut the fuck up,” he threatens me.
“Or what?” I say putting down my cup
“Or I'll shut you up,” he says, and I smile.
“Oh yeah, you and whose army fuckhead.”
“Don't think I won't fuckin’ hit you Widow.”
“Oh, I'm so scared” I give him the finger as I walk past him.
“You’re a fuckin’
cunt you know that” before he knows what's happening, I spin around and nail him in the balls and he drops to the ground, I break my coffee mug over his head knocking him out cold (fuck)
“WHAT THE FUCK!” Magic says checking Knuckle
“Fucker called me a cunt.”
“Go fuckin’ walk it off,” he tells me.
“It wasn't my fault,” he looks up at me (ok, maybe a little my fault) “Fine!” I say storming off outside passing the Cuff Blaze and Scythe and storm out the door. I see Rex under the engine of the van, and I head over to him.
“Mornin’ Widow,” he says
“Hey Rex, can I ask a favor.”
“Yeah! What's up?”
“I need you to go to the pharmacy for me.”
“What for?”
“Can you get me the morning after pill,” he frowns at me.
“You want me to get the mornin’ after pill.”
“Yes!” I say lowering my voice “Please,” I say sounding desperate.
“Fine! What do I say to the pharmacist?”
“Just that you need it.”
“Don't I need a doctor’s note or somethin’.”
“No”
“But wha...”
“He won't ask just go get me one please” I hand him a fifty.
“You sure this is enough”
“Yes, it should only be about ten bucks so just keep the rest.”
“Fine, I'll leave now.”
“Thanks, Rex and this is between you and me ok.”
“Yeah, no problem” I head back inside, as Scythe comes walking up to me pulling me to him.
“Mornin’ baby how'd you sleep.”
“Fine, what's with the pow wow,” he looks back at the other two.
“Nothin’ much” the sound of bikes has me lookin’ at the door as Cuff and Blaze head towards the door, and Scythe kisses my lips softly.
“Talk later Widow” he heads outside.
As I walk back past the kitchen Knuckles sitting in a chair and he gives me the stink eye, but I just give him the finger walkin' to my room. As I'm sitting their dad walks in not even knocking “You wanna tell what that was about.”
“With what?”
“Widow!” I take a deep breath.
“He fucked me off.”
“After you called his girlfriend a cunt.”
“She is!”
“Widow,” he says in that dad tone, and I give in.
“I'll say sorry ok” he lets out a breath of his own and comes to sit on the bed next to me.
“Ava what's gotten into you lately” I lean my head on his shoulder.
“I don't know!”
“Is it Scythe” I look up at my dad feeling my nose tickle with the threat of tears, but I hold them back.
“Why would you say that?”
“I've just never seen you look at another guy the way you look at him.”
“Dad”
“He spoke to me last night about you” I look back up at him.
“He did,” he nods his head.
“Yep, told me he's marrying you and gonna give me grand-babies” I laugh.
“He said that, did he”
“Yeah, he did.”
“And you didn't kick his ass” dad wraps his arm around my shoulders
“No darlin’ I didn't cause the way he looks at you is the way I look at your mama” that shocks me, and I look up at him again.
“What do you mean?”
“Darlin’ that boy is head over heels in love with you” I shake my head.
“No, he's not” (is he, does he love me)
“Come on Widow your smarter than that, you know he loves you” I stand up starting to feel caged in, and I pace the room.
“No, he doesn't, it's just a bit of fun” dad laughs.
“The sounds comin’ out of this room last night was not someone just havin’ a bit of fun baby girl” I instantly feel embarrassed having my father hear me have sex is a definite turn off and a reason to never have sex again.
“Kill me now,” I say, sitting down again and dad laughs again.
“Did your mama ever tell you, how I got her to go out with me” I smile at the story and look at him, but his face is full of happiness at the memory.
“She might have mentioned you being a pussy” he nudges me with his shoulders.
“When I saw her in that bar the first night, fuck I felt like someone had punched me in the gut. Her smile, fuck her smile brought light to the darkness my soul felt like it came to life and she was the reason I was living.”
“What? It was love at first sight!” I ask
“Widow my life flashed before my eyes when I looked at her, I could see us married her pregnant with my kid us growin’ old together. I had to have her, but damn that woman was stubborn, I use to follow her everywhere and just show up like it was an accident.”
“You do know she knew that you followed her right.”
“No, she didn't,” I nod at him.
“She did,” he smiles
“Crafty little vixen,” he says, and I smile.
“I even started goin’ to her Church; I was the only white person there. Pastor Richard thought I was lost, I explained why I was there, and he just laughed. I came back every week just to see her; fuck I was so smitten with her beauty, she consumed my every thought.”
“Oh dad,” I say tearing up my dad’s never been this mushy.
“Your grandma sat me down after I kept goin’ to her house and I told her flat out that I wanted to date your mama.”
“Court”
“What?”
“You wanted to court her,” I say, and he smiles.
“Yeah, I said I wanted to court her, she helped me out, and within’ the year I was married and the next you were on the way.”
“Do you still love her that much,” he shakes his head, and I frown at him, but he looks me in the eyes.
“I love her more and more every year Ava, she's the reason I breathe, you and your brother are the other reasons” a tear falls, and he wipes it away “Darlin’ I fucked up with you” I look at him.
“How?”
“I've been such a hardass with you; I never let you be a woman who does all the girly shit like shopping and sleepovers and learnin’ about make-up, and all the girly shit girls do” I look at him smiling.
“I do all that girly stuff dad.”
“You hate shoppin’.”
“No, I hate shopping with you,” I tell him and he laughs.
“Are, you happy, baby girl” (I don't know)
“Scythe makes me want more” I admit to him, and he smiles at me, pulling me to him.
“Then take the risk, all the Brothers thought I was workin’ too hard to get your mama, but I wanted her I couldn't stop. I wouldn't have stopped not when it came to her”
“Would you have left the club if she asked you.”
“Yeah, Ava I would have” I looked at him shocked.
“But you love the club.”
“Baby girl, I love your mama more, is that what's wrong, you worried Scythe will ask you to leave the club” I nod.
“Yeah”
“Darlin’ talk to him.”
“I have, he wants me to move to his clubhouse.”
“Would you if Preacher says yes” I look at the ground
“Yeah, daddy, I would,” he pulls me to him.
“Then talk to Preacher.”
“But”
“Widow talk to him.”
“Ok”
“Good, now come on I'm hungry.”
