by Sam Crescent
She smiled, sitting back against the pillows. Pushing the blanket underneath her arms, she waited for the tray to be placed in front of her. “This is amazing.” There was a plate filled with fruit, apples, bananas, oranges, and peeled mango. Another plate filled with eggs, bacon, toast, and pancakes. “It’s a strange combination.”
“I don’t know what you like.”
“I like everything.” She touched his cheek, picking up her fork.
“How are you feeling?” he asked, sitting beside her.
“I feel great.”
“No soreness?”
Heat filled her cheeks at his stare. “I’m, er, a little sore. Nothing to be worried about.”
“When you’ve eaten breakfast, I’ll take care of you in a bath. I don’t want you to be sore for later.”
“What happens later?” she asked.
“I fuck you again. I’m not going to be sated with one night.”
Her heart flipped, then crashed. He wasn’t sticking around in Fort Wills for long. The moment Preston stopped being a problem, he was leaving, returning back to Vegas. What would happen to her?
“What if you’re never sated?” she asked, really hoping that was the case. She didn’t want him to be sated. Sunshine hoped he craved her as much as she did him. Just by looking at him, she remembered the feel of his dick sliding inside her. Her pussy grew slick at the memory alone.
“Then I’m going to have to take you with me.” He reached out, pushing some hair off her shoulder. “Have I told you how beautiful you look?”
“No, not today.”
“Well, you look beautiful.”
“What are we doing today?” she asked.
“I don’t know. I think we’ll be trapped in the house.”
The thought of being stuck in the house all day filled her with regret. “Are we really trapped in the house until you find this man?” she asked.
“Preston is dangerous. He’s wanting payback, and until I find him, we’re being careful.”
“What if he doesn’t come back?”
“Then we’re going to get a little comfortable here.”
Sunshine laughed.
“Your parents called.”
“What did you say to them?”
“I told them you’d call them back when you were ready to talk to them.”
“Okay.” She smiled, thinking about how brisk Alex could be. It was one of the aspects she liked about him. He didn’t pussyfoot around shit.
“Eat up.”
She picked her fork up, scooping up some eggs before eating them. They were nice, and next she tried some bacon. All the time she was aware of Alex watching her. She liked his gaze on her.
His cell phone buzzed, interrupting their moment. She didn’t stop eating while he read the text. He frowned, pressed on the screen before pocketing his cell.
“Looks like we’re not completely shut away today.”
“Why?”
“I’m taking you to The Skulls’ clubhouse. Be warned, it’s not what you expect, and you’re going to need to be prepared for the women. They can be quite a handful.”
“I don’t doubt it.” She went to push her breakfast away, but Alex wasn’t having any of it.
“No, you’re going to eat. I wasn’t lying. I need you to keep your strength up for what I’ve got planned for you.”
Her pussy melted at his commanding words.
“Okay.” Finishing up her breakfast, she ate a little of the fruit but most of the eggs and bacon. When it was done, Alex removed the tray, then picked her up. “Alex, what are you doing?” she asked, grabbing hold of him. She hadn’t been picked up since she was a little girl.
“I told you. I’m going to ease all of that soreness.” He carried her through to his bathroom. She knew his room better than anyone as she’d cleaned it on a regular basis. Never had she taken the time to admire the room or snoop around his stuff. She didn’t like to know more than a person wanted her to. She’d looked in the cases up in the attic but never in his bedroom. When she discovered the truth about the deal with her father, she’d been shocked. She hadn’t snooped for the information, and yet there it was. Since then, she chose not to go hunting for it.
He stood her up and started running a bath.
“You’re a bit of a control freak, right?”
“Maybe.” He didn’t argue with her as he ran her a bath, adding in salts. When the tub was full, he stepped back, taking hold of her hand. “Come on, baby. Climb in.”
Taking his hand for support she stepped into the bath, sinking underneath the water.
She moaned as the warmth and the salts eased her instantly.
“Does it feel good?” he asked.
“Good? It feels like heaven.” She groaned, sinking under the water to completely wet her hair. When she came up, Alex was removing his clothing and climbing in the tub opposite her. “What are you doing?”
“I was waiting for you to take a shower of my own.”
She smiled as his legs moved down either side of her. “I’ve never been in a bath with a man before.” She slapped her hand across her mouth, groaning. “Wow, I sound like a child.”
“No, you don’t.”
“I don’t?”
“Not at all. You sound like a woman who’s been taken a little by surprise.”
“Just a little.” He closed the distance, and within seconds his lips were on hers, silencing any kind of protest from her. She didn’t want to stop. The moment his lips were on hers, it was electric, sending little pulses of pleasure all throughout her body.
Cupping her cheek, she moved a little closer to him, going to her knees. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close.
“Put your legs on either side of me.” He tapped her thighs showing her where he wanted them to go. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she gasped as his cock pressed against her. “You look so beautiful, Sunshine.”
His fingers teased through her slit, stroking over her clit then down to her entrance, pushing a finger in deep. Last night he’d awakened a desperate monster inside her, and it was getting harder to deny her need for him.
She’d always wanted him, but she’d wanted him from afar, never expecting anything. It had been part of the deal, and yet, he’d never showed any sign that he wanted anything more from her. She figured he only wanted someone to clean for him. How wrong she’d been.
“I’ve got to fuck you. I promised myself I’d wait until tonight, but I can’t. I’ve got to have you.”
“You don’t have to be gentle with me, Alex. I’m not going to break. Let yourself go.” She cried out as he slammed his cock deep.
His grip went to her ass holding her in place as he started to thrust up inside her. “Your pussy is so fucking tight. I’m going to have to fuck you every single day for you to get used to the size of my cock.”
“Yes, I want that.”
“Good. There aren’t going to be any other men but me.”
“I know.” There wasn’t a single man out there who made her feel like this. He spread the cheeks of her ass, and one of his fingers slid between the crack, touching her ass.
“When the time is right I’m going to fuck this ass, Sunshine. Every part of you is going to be mine.”
“Yes. Wait, you can’t fuck me there.”
Alex chuckled. “I’m going to fuck you there, and you’re going to love every fucking second of it, baby. You’re going to be begging me to fuck your ass, but I’ll have to do that in time. You’re not ready for my dick in this tight ass. I’ll prepare you for my dick.”
She’d seen anal sex on the porn videos she watched, but they’d seemed so painful. The women looked like they wanted to scream for the guy to get out. Not once had she seen a woman screaming in pleasure for a cock in the ass.
“I’m also going to have my cock in your mouth.”
Groaning, she wrapped her arms around his neck as he started to slam her down on his cock. Water spilled out of the side of the b
athtub from his hard thrusting. She cried out, screaming in pleasure at the depth of his cock.
“So responsive. You love my cock, don’t you, baby?”
“Yes.”
He wouldn’t give her a chance to catch her breath as he leaned back, watching her. “Touch your pussy, Sunshine. Let me see you come apart,” He took hold of her hand, placing it over her pussy. “I want to watch you stroke that little clit.”
She stroked over her clit, watching him as he continued to drive his cock within her body.
“Yeah, baby, fuck my dick. You’re so wet.” His hands moved from her ass gliding up to cup her breasts. His fingers pinched her nipples, sliding down to her hips. He gripped her tighter on her hips then moved around to grip her ass.
She cried out as he bounced her on his cock, making him go deeper than before.
“Yeah, baby, you know how much you want my cock. Take it deep.”
Screaming out his name, Sunshine came apart in his arms. Alex took over, fucking her harder. Her breasts bounced with the force of his thrusts. Several slams within her and he followed her into orgasm.
“Fuck, baby, what are you doing to me?”
She could ask him the same question. How was she going to survive when he made his way back to Vegas turning his back on her?
****
Hardy inhaled deeply on his cigarette watching as Ink made his way out of the house. Fighter was supposed to change places with Ink, but he was held up at the Alex’s house. For the first time in awhile, Hardy was thankful for Alex keeping the bastard busy. He was breaking Tiny’s rules again, but he needed to see Rose another time.
The divorce papers were signed, but he hadn’t given them back to Tiny. He couldn’t bring himself to let this part of his life go. Rose meant the world to him. He loved her with every part of his being.
You fucked up, and now you’re living with this shit.
Dropping his cigarette onto the ground, he stamped on it to put out the tip. Entering the gate, he walked up to the gate. Knocking on the door, he waited for Rose to answer. She’d changed the locks a few months back when she first demanded a divorce. Running fingers through his messy hair, he waited for her to answer.
Rose was smiling until she saw him stood on the doorstep. “You just can’t follow orders, can you?”
“You know I’ve never been good at being told what to do.”
“I can’t do this now, Hardy. You’re not supposed to be here.”
“I know, but I really need to talk to you without any fucking prospect listening in or a fucking brother waiting to take my ass down.”
She let out a sigh. “You’re not going to stop, are you?”
“I’m not the one throwing our marriage away.”
Tears filled her eyes, and he knew he’d said the wrong fucking thing again. He was getting angry at himself for always being the bastard who made her cry.
“Fuck, Rose, don’t cry.”
“Just come in and get what you need to say out of the way. I’m getting tired of this.” She stepped away from him so he could pass. Once inside he made his way into the sitting room. The entire house smelled of her, and he closed his eyes simply inhaling. His room at the clubhouse didn’t have her smell anymore. Even her clothes had lost the scent of her. He missed her more than anything.
“What do you want, Hardy?”
Turning toward her, he took in her extra curves. When he first met her, she’d been full and curvy. After the affair, the biggest fuck up of his life, she’d lost so much weight to the point that she’d been skin and bones. Staring at her now, he saw she was finally starting to fill out once again. His cock swelled at the sight of her. She wore a pair of tight jeans and a black shirt that molded to every inch of her flesh.
“I want to make sure there’s nothing I can do to change your mind.”
She rolled her eyes, dropping her hands. “Why are you doing this? Why are you prolonging the inevitable?”
“Ten years ago, I fucked up. I fucked a club whore and knocked her up. I know I messed up. The moment I fucked her, I knew I messed up.”
“It wasn’t just the one time with her though, was it? No, you fucked her regularly leaving me at home to deal with your rejection.” She shook her head. “I’m not doing this. I’ve been putting this off for ten years. The only reason I stuck by you was because I thought I was going to get a baby out of it. I hated you, and I hated her.” She stopped again, and he saw the tears were spilling down her cheek. Hardy wanted to stop her from talking, but he couldn’t. “God, I can’t believe I did this. Ten years of brushing shit under the carpet. I should have known.”
“You should have known what?” he asked, wishing he could reach out and show her he loved her.
“That you can only brush shit under the carpet for so long until you need to lift that carpet right back up, and give it a shake. This has been a long time coming, Hardy. Our biggest mistake was thinking it wasn’t going to come back to bite us in the ass.” Rose shook her head. “I want a divorce. You hurt me in the worst way possible. We’re fools to have ever thought that we could come back from that. You really need to go.”
She moved away, but Hardy wasn’t going to let her get away. Grabbing her arm, he tugged her against him, spinning her around to press her against the wall. He grabbed her hands holding them above her head.
“I know I fucked up. You don’t think I know that? I live with the fact that I can’t hold you, love you, tell you how much you mean to me because I fucked up.” He leaned in close, inhaling her scent. “I can’t sleep at night because you’re not in my bed. I live with the pain I’ve caused every day. I fucked up once and I did it more than once with that woman, but there has never been another woman. The moment you found us, it was over, and I’ve never loved another woman the way I love you.”
“I don’t trust you.”
“I know, baby, but it’s the truth.” Slamming his lips down on hers, Hardy took the kiss he’d been wanting for a long time. Rose tensed up in his arms for a split second, and then, she melted against him. Her arms going around his neck, holding him close. Running his hands down her body, he gripped her ass, lifting her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist and Hardy couldn’t let her go. “Tell me to stop now, Rose.” He loved this woman with all of his heart. He’d never been able to talk about his feelings, and the only thing he could think to describe how he’d been since Rose left, was broken. He was broken because of what he did.
“Take me upstairs, Hardy.”
He wasn’t about to question her. Walking upstairs, Hardy knew this wasn’t going to repair the damage, but it gave him hope. Rose still loved him; he was sure of it. She didn’t trust him and after he was with her, she’d kick him out, but for now, he was happy with that.
Chapter Eight
Alex saw Sunshine looked a little nervous. She was twisting her hands as they made their way toward the clubhouse. Fighter and Adam were following behind them. So far nothing had taken them by surprise. Preston wasn’t waiting for them. Alex had never really known the bastard over ten years ago. The only thing Preston had been good for was creating a problem. In fact as he looked back with the shit going down with his sister, he and Ned had gone against going into business with him or the white power club he’d been part of. Ned had forced them out of Vegas away from him after the sister was killed. Originally Ned wanted the club Preston was part of to deal out the coke to suppliers. The moment they realized how racist the fuckers were, Ned wanted them out. It had all come about too late because Sully had killed Preston’s sister before they could make the arrangements.
Alex had been looking after her as a favor while they waited to talk business because Preston was going out of town.
No one told them shit about what they wanted to do and who with. Glancing over at Sunshine, he wouldn’t let anything happen to her.
He took hold of her hand, bringing her hand to his lips. “You’ve got to stop worrying about everything. I’m not going to let Preston hu
rt you.” He recalled her telling him some of the hurtful things he’d said. When he got his hands on the bastard, he was going to fucking kill him. No one said that kind of shit to Sunshine and got away with it.
“I’m not worried about that. What he said, I know it’s his sick, twisted view of the world.” She shuddered clearly hating the memory.
“What are you worried about?”
“I’ve never really been to the club. This is all new to me.”
He chuckled. “Are you worried about a bunch of bikers?”
“No¸ not the bikers.” She started to laugh along with him. “This is your family. What if they don’t like me?”
“Baby, not everyone is like Preston okay?”
“It’s not about that. Not really. I’m just worried that I’ll disappoint you.”
Alex took a deep breath, smiling over at her.
“There you go. Your smile doesn’t even reach your eyes.”
“Sunshine, the club doesn’t like me. I’m not related to Tiny anymore. The only one who’ll be happy to see me is Tate, my niece.” He squeezed her hand, gripping hold of the steering wheel.
“Why don’t they like you?”
“I’m not exactly a nice guy.”
“Your persona again?”
He frowned, looking over at her. “What?”
“You’re not who you make out you are.” She shrugged. “It’s okay. I can wait until you trust me to be honest with me.” She leaned over the seat, dropping a kiss to his cheek.
“The club is going to love you.”
“I’m looking forward to seeing Sandy again. She seemed a little confused.”
“Yeah, Stink has got a big thing going for her.”
“Don’t you like her?”
“I like her just fine. She’s been good to the club.” He pulled into the clubhouse. No one was outside, and even the mechanic shop was closed. It was cold, but the moment the temperature heated up, the compound would be alive with activity. “Come on,” he said.
He took hold of her hand, seeing most of the club bikes were in position.
“You’re going to have to release my hand so that I can get out,” she said.
