Girth (Marked Skulls MC Book 1)

by Savannah Rylan

  “They’re taking me home, mouse, you don’t need to worry,” Lewis called out to her, as Abe held the car door open for him to be helped in.

  “Well, I’m going with you then,” Lila stated and whipped around to me. “Are you coming?” she asked and her eyes were glowing.

  “Of course I am,” I replied, matching her gaze and I saw a flicker of a smile stretching her lips.

  “Let’s go then,” she said and walked out towards the gates of the auto shop where she could see my bike fallen on the ground. I followed her, keeping my distance but my eyes on her.

  I had spent the morning trying to get rid of my feelings for her, trying to sleep it off but now I knew that none of that had worked. I still felt the same way about Lila that I did from the first moment I saw her.

  I got on the bike and she sat down behind me. Once again, she put her hands on my shoulders and we rode off in the direction of Lewis’ home. At least we were together again, and I was more at peace now than I was alone on that bed trying to get some sleep.

  Chapter 13

  Lila

  At Daddy’s house, the guys laid him down on his bed while I fussed around him. I could see that he was trying to be a big man and pretend like he wasn’t in pain and didn’t need anyone’s help but what he was saying about it being just a scratch on his calf was a lie. I still hadn’t been able to make the bleeding stop.

  After a lot of arguing, he finally agreed to get Rodeo to call Doctor Simpson, the man who treated members of the MC when they couldn’t be taken to the hospital for legal reasons.

  After the doctor had been called, Daddy asked the others to leave his room but I remained. When I looked at Girth, I could see that he was skeptical to leave me even for a few minutes alone with my dad. He hesitantly left the bedroom but I knew he was going to stand right outside the door and I was glad he was here. With Girth around, I felt like nothing could happen to me.

  I shut the door behind all of them, and walked over to Daddy’s bed. His pillows had been fluffed up and someone had handed him a cold bottle of beer which he was in the process of guzzling down.

  “Daddy, I don’t know if you should be drinking so much right now,” I said to him and he smiled at me.

  “It helps with the pain, mouse, don’t worry so much,” he said with a laugh and I noticed the way his shoulders shook.

  “So you are in pain, then? I thought it was just a scratch,” I said and he looked away from me.

  I knelt down beside his bed and reached for his hand. The fact that he was the only one who’d been shot had bruised his ego, I could see that.

  “Daddy, look at me,” I demanded and he had no other choice but to face me now.

  “Can we agree that things have gone too far?” I asked him.

  I was itching to tell him, to beg him to let me leave the city but it wasn’t time yet. He would never agree to it, not right now.

  “Things had gone too far when they took a shot at my daughter, you don’t have to tell me now, mouse,” dad said and he sounded tired. I knew he needed rest, but it was important to have this conversation with him in private.

  “Then, you need to make it stop,” I said and he nodded his head.

  “Trust me, Lila, I’m doing everything in my power to stop this. I promise I will take care of it, just give me some time,” he said and I gulped.

  “How much time is some time, Daddy? What kind of a life will I have to lead till then? I’m always looking over my shoulders, I’m constantly scared for my life,” I said. I wasn’t being aggressive, because that was not going to work. I needed him to see things from my perspective.

  Daddy’s eyes had narrowed on me, he was studying my face closely.

  “Aren’t you happy with your new bodyguard?” he asked and I shook my head.

  “Girth is good, I like him, I feel safe with him,” I said and my father’s face instantly lit up.

  “There you go, then, you don’t have anything to worry about,” he said and I straightened up. Why was it so hard for him to understand?

  “But I don’t want to live with a bodyguard, Daddy,” I said.

  “I’ll talk to Girth and make sure he’s giving you some privacy. I can see that the guy is too passionate about his job,” Daddy said.

  “It’s what makes him so good at it,” I snapped and his eyes narrowed on me again. I quickly gathered myself.

  “What I mean is that you don’t need to talk to Girth. He’s giving me enough privacy. I don’t feel uncomfortable around him, I just…I just want…” I was fumbling with my words and I felt embarrassed under my dad’s hot stare.

  “What do you want, mouse? You know you can have anything you want. Do you need more money?” he asked and I gulped and shook my head. The two things I wanted, I knew he would never give me. He wouldn’t let me go to New York, and he would never approve of me being with Girth.

  “No, Daddy, I don’t need more money. Forget it, just take care of yourself,” I said and leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on his forehead.

  Dad smiled at me and I squeezed his hand.

  “I’ll be fine, mouse, it’s nothing,” he said. I shook my head and rolled my eyes.

  “I know, it’s just a scratch,” I joked and we smiled at each other as I walked towards the door of his bedroom.

  “Lila!” I heard dad call out and I stopped in my tracks. For a moment, I was afraid that he’d figured out what was going on between Girth and me. I turned to him slowly, my face felt pinched and flushed with guilt.

  “I’m glad you’re happy with Girth. He comes highly recommended by your godfather. Let me know if you’re having problems with him, I want the best for my daughter,” he said. I nodded my head and walked out of the room. I could feel the guilt coursing through my veins.

  I was more than just happy with Girth, I was falling for him. For my dad however, Girth was nothing more than an employee. He would never see Girth the way I saw him.

  I shut the door behind me and just as I predicted, I saw Girth standing next to it. I stifled a smile when I saw his eyes light up.

  ***

  Girth and I were silent as we walked out of my father’s house together. I had my head turned down as I walked beside him. I had too many thoughts whirling in my head; especially the disappointment of not being able to tell dad about my wish to go to New York. It was never going to happen.

  “Are you sure you want to go back to your place? Don’t you want to stay with your dad?” Girth asked, once we were outside.

  We were standing facing each other now, and I could see traces of worry still on his face.

  “No, I’d like to be home and I know my dad, he wants to be alone too. He can’t stand the thought of suffering through pain in front of everyone else,” I replied and Girth stuck his hands into the pockets of his pants and nodded his head.

  I couldn’t stop staring at him, admiring the power of his body, the strength in his eyes. The way his biceps clenched tightly as he stood there in front of me. Every inch of him was sexy and he didn’t even know it. He had a way of looking at me that made me feel naked under his gaze, beautifully naked.

  “Okay, I’ll take you home,” he said and he was about to step away from me, but I reached for his hand, unable to stop myself in time. When our hands touched, he quickly slid it away from me like he’d been burnt.

  I gulped and looked into his eyes.

  “I was so scared,” I said, in all honesty. I felt like there was nobody else I could really communicate my feelings to, except him.

  When the men arrived on bikes and started shooting, I had frozen to the spot. I’d not been able to do anything other than scream with my hands pressed to my ears. It wasn’t until Abe pushed himself against me, making me fall to the ground that I was able to get out of the line of fire. I would have been dead by now, and while the carnage continued all around us, while Daddy got shot; all I could think about was Girth and how I wouldn’t have felt so alone if he was there.

  Girth looked
at me again, as though he’d forgotten that I’d just tried to hold his hand.

  “I’m not going to leave your side, Lila, I promise. It was my mistake to leave you alone there,” he said and I could see that he was genuinely blaming himself.

  I shook my head.

  “You needed sleep, I know you didn’t get any last night. I was checking on you through the peephole,” I said and a smile tugged at the corners of my lips. Girth was grinning too.

  “Looks like I have my own bodyguard too,” he said and my smile grew, but Girth checked himself quickly.

  “I’m fine, I’ll get some sleep tonight, I’m not really that tired. I’ll get the job done,” he said and made to walk away.

  I was feeling desperate, I liked the fact that he’d smiled at me, even if for a second when he forgot himself.

  “In my house,” I stated and Girth stopped in his tracks.

  “What are you talking about?” he asked, turning to me again with his brows crossed. His golden brown eyes were on fire again.

  “My dad gave his orders, he thinks you need to stay closer to me at all times,” I said, and I tried to make my voice as firm as possible. Girth was staring at me, and I stared back at him holding his gaze.

  “Your dad said this?” he asked and I nodded my head. I was lying through my teeth. Daddy had said nothing of the sort, instead he’d mentioned giving me more privacy. But now I felt like I was losing Girth, not that I had him to begin with, but he was slipping away. He was blaming himself for betraying his MC and his captain, and I wanted him closer to myself.

  “He told me right now. This incident has really shaken him up, he’s just being paranoid but maybe he’s right, maybe I’ll feel safer if you’re in my house,” I said.

  Girth hadn’t stopped staring at me, like he was trying to figure out if I was lying or not. I was hoping he couldn’t see the desperation in my eyes.

  “How am I going to keep an eye on your entire property if I’m inside the house?” he asked and I shrugged my shoulders.

  “I’m sure you’ll be able to figure it out,” I said and walked past him towards his bike, so that he didn’t have a chance to change his mind.

  I could sense Girth following me now.

  “Are you sure about this, Lila?” he asked, and this time it was him who’d reached for my hand. I didn’t slip my hand away from him and I thrilled at the warmth of his touch.

  “Why Girth, are you saying that you wouldn’t be able to resist me?” I asked him and he let go of my hand. I could see that he was clenching his jaws now, like I had hit the nail right on the head.

  He stepped past me and got on his bike and I sat down behind him. This time, I didn’t just place my hands on his shoulders, but I wrapped my arms around his waist and held him tightly.

  We rode together all the way to my house, and even though my dad had just been shot, and I’d been screeching and crying just a few hours ago; I had a smile on my face. I felt closer to Girth now. He was going to stay in my house, and this way, I would always have him with me.

  Chapter 14

  Girth

  I followed Lila into her house, and being back there made me feel strange. We hadn’t spoken much since we got on my bike and now she walked straight into the kitchen and started boiling a kettle.

  I looked about her house, remembering the way I’d felt the last time I was here in this room. I could already feel a movement in my pants as I watched her walking around. The way her ass moved in that yellow dress, how her hair fell delicately around her shoulders; everything about this woman made me lose my nerves.

  She turned to me suddenly.

  “Do you take sugar or milk with your coffee?” she asked me, but I knew she’d caught me staring at her ass.

  “Just black,” I replied and I could feel the back of my neck burning up. Lila made the two mugs of coffee for us, and she brought them towards me. Instead of offering one to me, she just stood there, staring, with the two mugs in her hands. It was like she could see right through me, read what I was thinking exactly in my head.

  I gulped, studying her face closely. Her perfect pink lips, her wide blue eyes, her slender chin.

  “Put those mugs down, Lila,” I said, in a low deep growl. She gulped, but did what she was told. She bent forward to put the mugs down on the coffee table and straightened up to stare into my eyes again. Her breasts were thrust out, and my gaze travelled down to them. Her eyes were now on my crotch. She could see my cock tenting my jeans and we both knew what we wanted, what was going to happen.

  I lunged at her, grabbing her by her waist and she wrapped her arms around my neck. Our lips had collided, before she sank into me. My tongue pushed her lips apart and I tasted her, exploring her mouth.

  Lifting her up by her waist, I carried her to her bedroom, while we continued kissing. I kicked the door open with my foot, while my teeth tugged at her lower lip and she moaned. I could feel her heart beating fast as her breasts remained pressed up against my chest.

  I dropped her on her bed, and her body bounced on the mattress lightly.

  I was done taking it slow. I was done with fucking foreplay. This time I wanted to possess her completely. I wanted to be inside her and leave my mark in her.

  Lila’s eyes were shining bright as she stared up at me.

  I stood at the edge of the bed, undoing my belt and she parted her legs.

  My jeans fell down, followed by my boxers and I gave my erect, throbbing cock a quick stroke. She licked her lips and I could see the desire glistening in her eyes.

  I bent forward towards her, with my hands on the insides of her thighs, pulling the hem of her dress up her legs. She shuddered under my touch and moaned, throwing her head back while her lips remained parted.

  Her thighs were soft and delicate, and my hands travelled all the way up to her wet pussy. Her panties were drenched in her juices and I tugged at them, pulling it down her legs and then throwing it away.

  “Girth…” she breathed my name like a sigh, as my fingers found her juicy folds. She was tight, so ripe and she was all mine for the taking.

  I stroked her clit and her pussy, and she writhed on the bed.

  With one hand on her pussy, and one on my cock, I guided myself towards her. She was arching her back, jutting her hips out towards me in invitation. I couldn’t prolong this anymore, this time I was just going to take her.

  My cock slid into her, pushing her folds apart and stretching her pussy as I entered her. She was tight and small, just like her delicate petite body and I had filled her up fully. Lila’s face reddened and she reached out and placed her hands on my chest as I began thrusting.

  “Am I hurting you?” I growled, as my thrusts became wilder. My cock was pounding into her, and she shook her head. Her mouth was hanging open as her body bounced with every thrust that I made.

  I was grunting, losing myself inside Lila. Her tight pussy was wrapped around my cock and I was sliding in and out of her. Her legs were stretched wide apart and she moaned and gasped. I knew I was deep inside her, I could feel it. Was I the biggest she’d ever had? I knew it had taken her a few moments to adjust to my size, but she hadn’t complained; now she was beginning to enjoy herself and she felt amazing.

  I rubbed her clit as I pounded into her, and she screeched loudly. Her clit was swollen and throbbing, ready to explode and I helped her along, rubbing and stroking it. I had to do everything in my power to not come inside her immediately. I wanted her to come first.

  She moved her hips, arching her back and biting down on her lip.

  “Come for me, Lila. Come!” I commanded, in a firm voice. She pressed her eyes close and moaned, then I felt her body shake violently and she was coming. Her sticky juices were flowing out of her, and I didn’t stop pounding like a machine. Neither did my fingers stop stroking her clit. She came screaming and asking for more.

  It was only when her moaning subsided that I began to slow down. She was breathing hard, with her mouth open, staring up at m
e with her eyes shining bright.

  “I’m not done yet. Turn around,” I said, sliding my cock out of her pussy.

  ***

  Placing my hands on Lila’s waist, I flipped her around on the bed. She gasped when I did it, and then thrust her ass towards me as I straightened up behind her.

  Her dress was pulled up around her hips, so that her bare ass was now presented to me like a dish on a silver platter. My hands itched to feel the smoothness of her ass and I squeezed it with both my hands. She was soft and fleshy, and her skin dimpled when my fingers dug into her ass.

  Lila moved her hips and moaned, inviting me to do what I wanted with her.

  “You are so fucking gorgeous,” I mumbled and I reached for her breasts from behind. Cupping them in both hands for support like a harness, I guided my cock towards her pussy.

  Lila gasped again when I slid into her. I was groaning when I started thrusting again, repeatedly, with more force this time and her body shook.

  “Girth…” she said my name again, like she was pleading with me to do something.

  “What do you want, Lila? What can I do for you?” I asked, pounding into her. Her pussy felt even more tight now, as I thrust into her from behind. She was in front of me, moaning and shuddering with every push. Her hands were on the bedsheets, clutching them tightly and the bed shook with my force.

  “I want you to come inside me. I want it, Girth, please,” she begged and I growled before I drove into her faster. My cock was deep inside, stroking the folds and the walls of her pussy with rough friction. I could feel her body shaking again, the way it did when she first came. We were going to come together, I could feel it.

  I lifted my hands away from her breasts, and with one hand on her waist, I bunched up a thick section of her hair with the other. I was riding her, fiercely and she moaned with desperation. I wasn’t going to stop till she came again and she knew it.

  “Girth, I’m coming!” she screamed loudly and I could feel her squirting her juices. My cock was slipping and sliding in the stickiness and it was too much for me. I released at the same time, my cock shot its seed out into her pussy and I growled and fell on her back. My arms were wrapped around her waist, my cheek was pressed to her back while my cock pounded into her, milking the very last drop.