“Your mouth is so fucking small,” he grunted and I moaned a response. I had charged myself up, my pussy throbbed in my hands. My clit was swollen and I wanted more. I knew I was going to make myself come, but I wanted his cock inside me, not just in my mouth.
Girth plowed into my throat, and my head bobbed from the force. He had picked up even more speed now and I knew he was going to spill himself inside my mouth any moment now.
“Lila…” he groaned my name and I released myself at the same time as I tasted him shooting in my mouth. I gasped and choked and moaned, while my body shook from the force of my orgasm. I shuddered as I remained on my knees. I could sense him shooting his cum into my throat, dribbling down my mouth. He gripped my hair even tighter now, keeping me in place as he came. He was depositing his seed into my mouth. My orgasm was rough and my pussy throbbed. My fingers kept working on my clit till I realized that my denim shorts were soaking wet.
Girth was done too, he was slowly pulling his cock out of my mouth and I could finally breathe again.
He moved away from me, pulling his pants up with a jerk and buckling his belt.
I slipped my hand out from my tight shorts and I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. I’d swallowed his cum. I could still taste the saltiness of his seed down my throat. I had never swallowed before, but today it felt good. This big strong man had lost all control and come inside my mouth. I had a part of him, proof of his weakness inside my body. I wanted more.
But Girth ran a hand through his messy dark hair and stroked his beard. His brown eyes were glittering, and he did not look happy.
“Fuck, Lila! This was not supposed to happen!” he growled and he turned around and punched the wall.
I flinched and stood up off the floor.
“Girth!” I shrieked, as he flicked his wrist from the impact. I noticed the red blotch on his knuckles, he’d hurt himself.
“You need to put some ice on that,” I said and I was about to walk past him to the kitchen, but he’d caught my wrist and yanked me back to himself. My breath constricted in my throat again. Round two? I was ready for it.
“You need to get your ass to the bar and talk to your dad,” Girth growled. I could see the rage in his eyes. He meant business. This time, he wasn’t going to take no for an answer.
We glared at each other for a few moments, till he finally released his grip on my hand.
“You can go ahead and tell your father whatever you want about me, I am going to take full responsibility for what happened here, but you need to leave the house,” he growled and I gulped.
Girth had suddenly turned into an angry man. Did he really hate coming inside my mouth that much? Did he really hate breaking orders so strongly?
I lifted my chin up in the air and stared at him.
“I don’t plan on telling dad anything. What happened here stays between us. I didn’t do this to blackmail you,” I hissed and Girth’s eyes relaxed. I was surprised that he even believed me. What did he really think of me? How much of a spoilt brat did he think I was?
Suddenly, I was ashamed of my behavior.
“Okay, can we go now? Your dad wants to talk to you and you really should talk to him,” he said and clenched his jaws.
I glanced at his knuckles, and he pushed that hand into the pocket of his jeans.
“I don’t need an ice pack. I’m fine,” he assured me and I nodded my head. This was not how I’d expected the scene to be after he’d just come in my mouth. I wasn’t expecting cuddles or whispering sweet nothings in each other’s ears; Girth didn’t seem like that kind of guy. However, I wasn’t expecting him to manipulate me into going and seeing my dad either.
Suddenly, I felt very tired of fighting and arguing.
“I’m going to take a shower and change and then we can go,” I told him and Girth turned and walked down the hallway into the kitchen.
“I’ll wait here,” I heard him call out and I stepped into my bedroom and banged the door shut behind me.
I stood in front of my wardrobe, trying to aimlessly pick something to wear. I had seduced Girth because I wanted him, because he was the first man who had made me feel safe in a long time, but I seemed to only have pushed him farther away. Girth was blaming himself for sleeping with his boss’ daughter, and I had a feeling that he was going to keep his distance from me now.
Chapter 8
Girth
I tried my best to avoid looking at Lila, as she walked ahead of me and towards the doors of T-Bone. I could still feel her arms around my torso when she was sitting behind me on my bike. It was driving me nuts. I still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that we had nearly fucked. That I had come inside the mouth of my new boss’ daughter. Was I even fit for this job anymore?
Lila walked into the bar, and I noticed the way everyone’s eyes lit up. Rodeo and Abe rushed towards her, wrapping their arms around her as they led her towards her father. I followed but kept my distance. The guilt was creeping up on me. She was like a sister to these guys, she was like a daughter to Fred…everyone in this MC adored her and treated Lila like a princess. She was spoilt by their attention and their love.
Why would a guy like me, ever be good enough for her? Besides the fact that it was against the rules to be with the boss’ daughter, I knew that I wasn’t the best candidate for Lila. I came from nothing, I was appointed as her bodyguard and even though I was a good shot, I was eager and strong and rising up the ranks at the Rogue Rebels—I was nowhere close to being good enough for her.
I watched as Lila hugged Lewis and he hugged her back tightly.
“You’re here!” he exclaimed and even though she rolled her eyes at that, she seemed pleased that she was able to make her dad happy.
“It doesn’t mean I forgive you, or any of you!” she remarked and Fred thumped her back affectionately.
“We’re just glad you came out, Lila. We were worried,” Fred said and she shrugged her shoulders at him.
“Is there anything you can’t do?” Lewis directed the question at me and had caught me off guard. I was too awash in guilt to be able to answer the question.
“Get the man a fucking drink. I don’t even want to ask what my daughter’s put you through already,” Lewis said with a laugh, and some of the others laughed too.
The guy behind the bar, who I remembered being introduced to earlier as Gus, poured me a shot of whisky and I walked up to the counter to collect it. Lewis was right, I definitely needed a drink.
Lila was still wrapped up in her dad’s arms, just a few feet away from me when I approached the bar. I was still trying my very best to not meet her eyes.
“So, you’re accepting help then, mouse? You’re happy with Girth?” her father asked her. It was the first time I was hearing his nickname for her, which was further proof of how precious she was to him.
“Yes, dad, I’m very happy,” I heard her reply and I could sense her eyes on me as I knocked back the shot of whisky and slammed the glass down on the counter. Gus immediately started pouring me another one.
“Good, sweetheart. Girth has come highly recommended by your Godfather, and you know Elwood knows best,” Lewis said.
“He clearly knows better than you!” Lila said and I turned to see that she was staring right at me. It was obvious that it was only his daughter, who Lewis allowed to speak to him that way. She was the apple of his eye, and he had no idea that I had my cock down his precious daughter’s throat just an hour ago.
I gulped, just as Lila wriggled free from her father’s grasp and began walking away.
“I’m going to return some calls, I’ll use your office phone, dad,” she said, and I followed her with my eyes for a few moments, watching the way her ass moved in her tight black lycra skirt. I looked away just as Lewis spoke to me.
“I can’t thank you enough, Girth, I know she’s a handful,” Lewis reached over and thumped his hand on my back. I grinned at him and nodded, feeling that pang of guilt in my soul again.
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bsp; “Why don’t you tell me what’s going on?” I asked and Lewis drew in a deep breath. Rodeo, Abe and Fred had gathered around us as well, while the rest of the handful of members went back to talking amongst themselves and drinking.
“They’re the Dark Legion, maybe you’ve heard of them?” Lewis began and I nodded.
“Yeah, in passing. I know they run the weapons and drug trade around here, don’t they?” I asked, as I emptied the second shot of whisky down my throat. Lewis was nodding his head, and he stared wildly at a spot on the wall across the room.
“Those fucking assholes. They almost got my daughter. They nearly killed Lila!” he growled and I watched as Fred placed a hand on his friend’s shoulder to settle him.
“But she’s safe now and this guy here is going to keep it that way,” Fred said and looked at me expectantly.
“I am,” I replied and Lewis drew in another ragged breath.
“They think we’re encroaching,” he said and I crossed my brows.
“On their territory? But you guys only deal in automobiles don’t you?” I asked and I watched Rodeo exchange looks with Lewis and I knew that there was something that I didn’t already know.
“Yeah, well, that’s what we’ve been doing for the past seven years, since the MC has been in operation, since my old lady died,” Lewis admitted and I was hanging on to his every word.
“But?” I prodded him and Lewis looked at Fred again before he spoke.
“But we might have dabbled in weapons, just one shipment, there was big money in it and we couldn’t say no,” Lewis informed me and I clenched my jaws.
“It was supposed to be a one time thing, and it went smoothly. We made our money, distributed the shipment and went on our way,” Rodeo continued and I looked at Lewis again.
“So what’s their problem?” I asked and he breathed in deeply.
“Our contacts are sending another consignment. They were happy with how smoothly the distribution was made the first time. They want us to keep doing it,” Lewis said and I looked over at Fred who shrugged his shoulders.
“And the Dark Legion isn’t happy about that,” I stated and Lewis nodded his head.
“They’ve been passing threats along to us for the past weeks, since news of the new deal broke out. We haven’t responded. We just don’t have the manpower to take on a big MC like Dark Legion,” Lewis said and another shot of whisky was handed to me by Gus.
“No, you don’t,” I said and Lewis sighed.
“There’s good money in it man, it’s hard to just give it up,” he added and I knocked the third shot back. The whisky finally had its effect on me, I felt a sudden lightheadedness, but I was able to keep it under control.
“So they take a shot at Lila to send a message?” I asked and Lewis stroked his long grey beard.
“Those motherfuckers think they can scare us into submission. They think they can get to my daughter and stop us from doing the trade. If anything happens to Lila, if they touch a hair on her head. I’ll…” Lewis was growling, crushing the can of beer in his hand.
“Nothing will happen to her. I’m going to make sure of that. You need to figure out if you want to risk the lives of your men and the survival of your MC against the Dark Legion,” I growled back and Lewis and I were glaring at each other.
“Fuck!” he growled again and Fred thumped his shoulders.
“We need to think about this calmly. You need to talk to Elwood and see if he can send over reinforcements,” Fred said and Lewis shook his head.
“I know he’s doing me a big favor by sparing Girth. I know he has his own shit to deal with. I can’t ask him for more. Also, what kind of a captain does that make me if I can’t decide by myself what is good for my men?” Lewis was grumbling as he thought and I raised my hand to Gus for another shot. Now that I’d started, I had to keep going. Besides, when had whisky ever stopped me from getting the job done?
“No, we need to figure this shit out by ourselves,” Lewis continued, while shaking his head in thought.
Just then, the doors of the bar burst open and a young guy in a cop’s uniform barged in. I jumped up from my stool and in an instant I had my gun pointed directly at him.
“Whoa!” the guy yelled, raising his hands up in the air in defense.
“Steady on there, tiger. It’s only Hugh,” I heard Lewis’ voice behind me. I was confused. What was a cop doing in a MC bar? I was taking steps towards him, with my gun still pointed in his direction.
“Who’s this jerk?” the cop said, looking around the bar.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” I barked at him, just as I felt a hand thump my back.
“You can put your gun down, Girth, we know this guy. He’s one of us,” it was Fred. I blinked rapidly as I glared at the cop. He was grinning at me now and I had to do everything I could to not punch him in the face to wipe that grin off.
“Who the fuck is he?” I growled, as I lowered my gun.
“It’s Hugh. He’s our guy on the inside, relax, Girth,” Fred said, as I stuffed my gun in my belt. Hugh was still grinning.
“Girth, good name, suits you man,” he commented and came over to me to thump my shoulder. I yanked myself away from him and nearly spat on his fucking self sufficient face.
“He’s the new guy, here as protection for Lila,” Lewis informed Hugh, who walked over to the counter where Gus had a bottle of beer opened and ready for him. I followed his every movement with my eyes suspiciously, there was something about this guy I didn’t like.
“Is that right? Well, that’s exactly why I’m here,” Hugh said, turning to Lewis and then he dropped his voice. “How is she?” he asked.
Lewis shrugged his shoulders.
“She’s mad at me, mad at everyone. You know what she’s like. Girth finally managed to get her out of the house and come over here. She was refusing to step out, refusing to talk to us,” Lewis explained and Hugh sipped his beer slowly and nodded his head.
“Where is she? I should go check on her,” Hugh said and Fred tipped his head in the direction of the back office where Lila was making her phone calls.
I watched with clenched jaws as Hugh walked towards it and then knocked on the door. What the fuck was going on? Was he her boyfriend? Did Lila have a boyfriend? She was dating a cop?
I didn’t know if it was the whisky that was making me see red, or if it was just pure smoldering uncontrollable jealousy.
Lewis was smiling as he drank his beer.
“He’s a good guy that one,” he said and Fred nodded in agreement.
“He likes her too, maybe he’s too afraid to ask your permission to ask her out,” Fred said with a laugh and Lewis laughed as well.
“He fucking well should be,” Lewis replied and I clenched my fists in rage.
Chapter 9
Lila
I was in the middle of talking to one of the kids at the foster care center when I heard the knock on the door.
“Come in,” I called out and spoke hurriedly into the phone and ended the call, just as Hugh Ashland stepped into the room.
I’d always thought he was a good looking guy, he had that classic Hollywood charm about him. He was well built, with golden hair a lot like mine that was always cut neatly. His eyes were green under sharp eyebrows, he had a clean shaven firm jaw. He was the poster-child for hot cops, I knew that already, and I had spent the last few years with fluctuating feelings about him.
“How are you doing, Lila?” Hugh said, as he gently closed the office door behind him. He was even hotter in uniform, but I was surprised that I wasn’t really reacting much to him.
“I’m good…I’m fine…just trying to keep my head above water, you know?” I said, as he took a seat across from my dad’s desk. Hugh was cradling a bottle of beer in his hands while he stared at me, there was a worried expression on his face and I smiled.
“Lewis and the guys told me that you were too scared to come out of the house,” Hugh said and I rolled my eyes.
/> “I wasn’t just scared, I was mad at that…I still am. I didn’t want to speak to them, I didn’t want to see any of them,” I replied and Hugh nodded his head like he knew where I was coming from.
“I’m going to try and catch this guy, or guys. We know it’s the Dark Legion. Shooting at you is completely uncalled for,” Hugh continued and I licked my lips and looked away from him.
I couldn’t stop myself from thinking about Girth. I was sure that Girth had seen Hugh walk into the bar and then walk into this office. What did he think was going on right now? Did he think that Hugh was my man?
“Yes, good,” I replied, without paying much attention and Hugh leaned over the table to catch my gaze.
“What’s the matter, Lila? You seem distracted. Are you still scared?” he spoke gently. Hugh had always been nothing less than a gentleman to me. He hadn’t yet asked me out, in the last three years of us knowing each other, but I always had a feeling that he assumed that a date was around the corner. Besides, dad made it extremely evident that he wanted us to be together. For my dad, Hugh was the ideal guy for me. He had a good job, he worked well with the MC, he was brave—these were all qualities that dad assumed would be good for me.
But despite his good looks and his charm, I had always found Hugh to be a little boring. I never felt thrilled to be around him, not in the way that I had felt this morning when I met Girth.
“No, I’m not scared. I have Girth now, he’s my bodyguard. I feel safe around him,” I said, avoiding Hugh’s eyes. This would have been the absolute worst time for Hugh to ask me out if that was what he was planning.
Hugh was silent for a few moments before he spoke again.
“Yeah? Good. He seems like a guy who knows what he’s doing,” Hugh said and there was a note of bitterness in his voice. When I looked at Hugh I saw that he had his eyes narrowed. He was thinking about Girth, and I knew instantly that the two of them hadn’t got off to a good start.
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