Harley

by Blair Grey

  Not only was I not used to this kind of attention, but the fact that I also cared so much for him and he still wanted me all to himself was enough to make me feel on top of the world.

  It was more wonderful than anything I thought possible. There had been a time in my life when I thought what I had with Shade was as good as things were going to get for me. I thought that was how I would spend the rest of my miserable days, and I thought he would end up murdering me at some point.

  No matter what, I was sure things were going to end up worse than they were, and life with him was the best it was going to get. I had no idea I could have a life like the one I had with Harley. I had no idea things could be so great, or that I could find someone who loved me so much.

  It was hard for me to keep my hands off him, too. I wanted more than anything to rip his clothes off and have him take me right there on the couch. I wanted to feel him inside me, filling me with his load and making me his. I wanted more than anything to just be there for each other, to not have to worry about anything else in the world.

  But, I had to be careful of him right now. For as much as I wanted him, I knew that I had to be cautious of the wounds he had sustained from the fight. I didn’t want to do anything that would land him back in the hospital because of it.

  It might be hard for us to control ourselves right now, but that didn’t change anything as far as what I wanted went.

  And him, either, for that matter.

  But, there were some things I could do that would make it better. He had shown me when I first moved into the safe house what it meant to pleasure someone without asking for anything in return, and I wanted to do the same for him now.

  I reached into his pants, taking his cock in my hand and stroking him for a moment, feeling just how aroused he was. He was dripping for me, the need evident with just how rock solid his cock had become.

  I pulled his pants down, helping him slowly because of the bandages. But, the look on his face told me he was more than willing to put up with a little pain if I were to do what I was about to do, and that’s just what I wanted. I smiled as I eased myself down between his legs and took him in my mouth, my lips closing around the tip of his cock.

  I moved back and forth on him, sliding his dick in and out of my mouth as I flicked the shaft with my tongue. He moaned, closing his eyes and putting his hand on the back of my head as I moved over the top of him. I felt the tension in his body as I worked, the eagerness in his touch as I moved over of him.

  He held me, pushing slightly back and forth as I licked and flicked him. I sucked and moved with him for a moment before cupping his balls in my hand, not minding at all how wet I had made everything. I closed my eyes as I continued to pleasure him, moving faster and harder now, sucking harder and moving my tongue with more deliberate flicks.

  I wanted to make him cum. I loved the feeling of his body tensing as he got close to climax, and I loved the taste of him in my mouth. He was sweet at first, and I smiled, working faster as he grew tenser. He moaned, his hands gripping my hair as I moved faster and smoother.

  He let out another moan as I sucked once more, then finally, he held me as he pushed his cock into me, filling my mouth with his load. I sucked hard, taking it all.

  I just wanted to know I was the one who was making him feel that way, and I always would be. He was the one for me, and I wanted to be the one to do this for him, always. I wanted to feel him giving me his load. I wanted to feel him shudder.

  I knew what I was doing, and I was proud to be doing it. He deserved all the attention I could give him, and when he had finished, he flipped me over onto the couch and did the same to me. His tongue was like magic, working over me and making me shudder, begging him for more.

  He was delicate with his touch, making me feel on top of the world as he thrust his tongue in and out of me. It made me shudder, shivering with pleasure as he did so. It wasn’t long before I came, too, letting him lick up my juices and enjoy the taste of me as I shuddered with the pleasure of the orgasm running through me.

  It wasn’t sex, but it took the edge off our needs, and we were able to better relax on the couch after, able to hold each other and just enjoy each other’s company.

  “That was a good idea,” Harley said with a smile.

  “Thank you. I thought you might approve of that one,” I said as I looked up into his eyes. He kissed me on the forehead before brushing my hair back with his hand.

  “I knew you were amazing. And, I’m so lucky you’re mine,” he said.

  “I just wish we were done with this stupid trial that’s coming up,” I breathed. I knew it wasn’t the best time to bring it up, but I couldn’t help it. Now that Harley was home, it was the next thing on the list of things we had to deal with, and I wasn’t at all looking forward to it.

  More than anything, I just wanted it to be done and over with. I never wanted to see Shade again, even if it was to testify against him. I just wanted him to go to jail and never come out. I wanted to forget all about him and move on with my life.

  I was happy now, and I didn’t need anything about him to remind me of the things that I had dealt with before. But, Harley knew all this, and he was willing to listen. He didn’t want me to go through it either, but he assured me time and time again I would be able to get through it no matter what.

  “It’s going to be okay,” he said with a smile. He pulled me close to him and gave me another kiss on the side of the head. “I know you don’t want to deal with this, but think about how you’re going to feel when it’s done. You’re never going to have to deal with Shade again. This is the last step you have to make before you can put the past behind you for good.”

  I nodded. He was right. This was the last thing I had to do, and I would be through everything. It would be done and in the past, gone from my memory if I so chose.

  I would finally be free to focus on the future and what I wanted to do with my life moving forward. And, I already had a pretty good idea of what that would be. It didn’t seem possible, that I could be so happy with someone. But, here he was, and here I was.

  I was happy, and after the trial, I never had to deal with any of this again. It might not be easy getting through it, but it would happen. I had been through a lot worse, that was for sure, and I was okay now.

  After that was done, I would be okay for good.

  I couldn’t wait for that day to come.

  Chapter 24 – Three Weeks Later

  Harley

  “Come on, already!” I called out. “I made reservations and everything! Do you have any idea how much I hate making reservations?”

  “I actually don’t,” Paisley called out as she came out from the back room. “I can’t say that I know you well enough to know how much you hate making reservations.”

  “I can tell you the one thing I hate more than making reservations is being late for the reservations that I made,” I said with a shake of my head. I turned as she walked into the living room, and my jaw nearly hit the floor.

  She was dressed in a silk dress that was much shorter than anything I’d expected. Of course, I more than approved of the attire, and I was blown away with her choice. She gave me a sly look as she did a little dance in it.

  “What? You said you wanted to take me out on a date and told me to put on something nice,” she said with a shrug.

  “I didn’t know you had anything like that,” I breathed.

  “I might have gone out and bought it with the rest of the money I had from what you gave me,” she said with a wink.

  “You didn’t have to save that, you know,” I told her with a laugh. “I could have given you more.”

  “I’m trying to find a job so I don’t need any money from you or anyone else,” she said with a slip of her hair. “I don’t want to be dependent on anyone else ever again.”

  “I don’t blame you for that,” I told her as I took her in my arms, “But I can promise you I’m not ever going to hold anything against you
even if you are dependent on me.”

  “Well, maybe that would be the exception to my rule,” she looked up into my eyes. “I’ve never been a strong, independent woman. I want to see what it’s like, you know?”

  “I would say that I did, except I’ve never been one, either,” I told her with a laugh.

  She lightly slapped me on the chest, pretending to be offended as she did so, though it was impossible for her to hide her laugh or the twinkle in her eyes.

  “You know what I mean!” she said with a flirtatious grin.

  “I know, I know,” I told her. “And trust me, I think you’re a lot stronger than you give yourself credit for. You’ve been through a lot, and look at you, still standing.”

  “For now,” she laughed. “I have a feeling I’m only going to be standing for a short while if you have your way. I see the way you’re looking at me.”

  “Is there anything wrong with that?” I asked with a smirk. “I got the clear from the doctor today to have fun with you if I want to – and trust me, I want to.”

  “And here you are, being the one that’s blaming me for being late for the reservations!” she said with another laugh.

  I shrugged. I knew she liked it when I was difficult. It made her feel good to know she could joke around with someone. Hell, she was a lot more playful with me than she had been before, and I liked it. Women in my life weren’t ever playful with me. They were either trying to get into bed with me, or they were women I talked to for the mere sake of getting into bed with them.

  There was flirting, yes, but there wasn’t the same connection that I shared with Paisley, and I never wanted to go back to it. I was falling in love with every aspect of this woman, and I couldn’t get enough of her. I liked the way she flirted with me. I liked the way she was playful.

  I liked the way she was strong, but didn’t even know she was. There were so many things that I liked about her, it was almost impossible for me to list them all. I couldn’t get enough of her, that was for damn sure, and I wanted more.

  Though it was like I had known her my entire life, there was something about her that made me want to know her even more now. With each passing day we spent together, I wanted another and another. I had convinced her quickly to move out of the safe house and in with me, and I knew it was just a matter of time before I put a ring on her finger, as well.

  I felt good about being with her, and I didn’t see any need to wait. I loved the time we spent together, and I was proud to call her my own. In a week, we would get rid of that tattoo that was on her arm, and she would be done with the past for good.

  The trial for her ex was coming up in just a couple days, and I knew it was going to go well for her. She would be done with him, and she would be done with all of this.

  It was really like the happiest ending I could ask for, and I was glad for that. I was proud of her, and I was happy for myself. I was getting exactly what I didn’t know I wanted, but now I knew I couldn’t live without. This was the happiest I had ever been in my entire life, and I never wanted it to end.

  But, as I held her in my arms, something else was happening. There was more than just the flirtatious attraction that was always happening between us. This was more than the little naughty touches we were constantly doing to each other.

  This was deeper, and the way she looked up into my eyes told me she was thinking the exact same thing I was thinking. She wanted me just as much as I wanted her, and though she liked to pretend I was the one who had been doing all the chasing, I knew she enjoyed it when I took her and made her my own.

  We’d been having so much oral sex over the past few weeks, and there was plenty of grinding over our clothes when I could manage to convince her to do that with me, but she was adamant we were to wait for the doctor to give us his okay before she would go all the way with me again.

  But, now that I had the permission from the doctor, I knew just what I wanted to do with her.

  I lifted her, letting her giggle and squeal the whole way back to the bedroom before laying her back on the bed.

  “Okay, now you’re the one to blame when we don’t get to the restaurant on time!” she told me.

  “I think I’ve found something a lot better than what’s on the menu there,” I told her with a wink, and she smiled. The way her cheeks flushed a crimson drove me wild, and I slid my hand up her thigh, under her dress. I wasn’t surprised to find she wasn’t wearing underwear, and the way my pants grew tighter immediately told me how big of a nuisance it was that I was.

  I rose from the bed, pulling my clothes off and letting them fall to the floor. Paisley was about to take her own clothes off, as well, but I stopped her.

  “Leave them on,” I told her. “I like that dress on you, and I would rather you kept it on while we did this.”

  “As long as you don’t get it messed up,” she told me with a grin. But, all I could do was grin back at her as I slid into her, pressing my cock to her slit before pushing all the way inside her. I wanted to be as deep as possible within her, making the most of the moment.

  I had been waiting so long for this, I couldn’t get enough of it now as I pushed my way into her as much as I could. She moaned, arching her back and taking me in her as deep as possible. She spread her legs, her skirt up around her waist as she did so. She moaned, letting me push into her as much as possible.

  I couldn’t get deep enough, I couldn’t fill her enough. More than anything, I wanted more of her. I wanted all of her. I thrust in and out of her, feeling every bit of her pussy as she clamped down over the top of me. I stretched her with my cock, pushing and teasing her as I drew myself back out before pushing into her again.

  My mouth explored her as my hands did the same, her body writhing on the bed beneath me, enjoying every second of me, taking all of me, and giving me all of her as well. We moved together as though we were meant to be together. We had to have more of each other, we needed each other.

  Our lives were meant for each other, our bodies being made for the other. Our sex was always focused on giving the other person pleasure, and it was the best sex of my life. I had slept with a lot of women, but none made me feel the way Paisley made me feel. None of them made me want her more than I did yesterday.

  I couldn’t get enough. The more of her I took, the more I wanted.

  As her breathing grew fast and shallow, I knew she was getting closer and closer to climaxing. I thrust into her hard and fast, taking her and making her mine. She cried out as the waves of orgasm broke over her, and I pushed into her, holding myself inside her as my cock pumped my load deep within her pussy, giving her all that I had inside me.

  She was the one for me – I knew that without a shadow of a doubt inside my mind. This was the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. This was the one who I was meant to be with.

  I had been through a lot in life, but so had she. She understood me, and I understood her. I wanted her, all of her, and I was going to prove to her she was the one for me.

  I would spend every day of my life convincing her of that if I had to. As long as she knew at the end of the day she was the one I wanted more than anything – more than anyone. This was my woman, this was the partner I had chosen in life, this was the one I was meant to call my own.

  I was the happiest man in the world, and I knew nothing was going to change that now. I had found the one I was meant to love, and I was willing to sacrifice anything so she knew that.

  This was the love of my life, and I would prove it to her every single day.

  She made me happy, and that was worth everything.

  Chapter 25

  Paisley

  “You will be eligible for parole after forty years,” the judge delivered the rest of the sentence, but it was hard for me to hear anything else he was saying. It had been a long and grueling day, and I was glad that it had finally come to a close.

  I had testified against Shade with a passion, telling the room and the jury what it was he h
ad done to me, and all that I could about the other crimes he had been accused of. I didn’t hold anything back, wanting to make sure he got as much time behind bars as possible.

  Of course, I would have been happiest if he had gotten life in prison. Still, the forty years that he did have would mean he was going to be seventy before he was eligible for parole. That was more than enough time for me to get my life together and go in an entirely different direction.

  That was more than enough time to live a good life and never have to think about him while I did it.

  Now, with the trial over, it was time for me to move on with my life officially, and I was happy to do it. I headed out of the courtroom, dodging the reporters and anyone else who was asking me questions. I didn’t want to talk about it anymore. I was done with the case, as far as I was concerned, and I was done with that life. I didn’t see the need to go back into it.

  I didn’t see the need to keep talking about it at this point. I was ready to get into my new life and forget all about what was. I had found a new man to love, and I loved him fully.

  There wasn’t any need to go back to the way things were, even if it was just the memories of what was. I had a new life to look forward to, and a new man to spend it with.

  Harley had been there for me through all the preparation for the trial, and he had given me a hug and a kiss that morning, telling me to go get them like the independent woman he knew I was. He knew I could do it, and though I had been nervous the entire time I was in there, I was proud of myself now.

  I was proud that I had stood up for myself, and I had stood up for all the other women Shade had hurt in his life. I had done my part to put him behind bars, and I had finally become the brave woman I knew I could be.

  That was all thanks to Harley. And the MC, of course. All the men had come together, rallying around me and telling me I could do this. They had pushed me to do the right thing, and they had promised they would be there for me when it was all over.