by L. Wilder
“Maybe … just a little.”
“Hmmm … I must be slipping on my game then,” he chuckled.
“Clutch?” I called out to him.
“Yeah?”
“I love you.”
When I stepped back into the room, she was waiting for me wearing only a black lace bra and sexy-as-hell black low-cut panties. I took one look at her and everything that had happened over the past few days became a distant memory.
She walked over to me, and her arms, soft and smooth, wrapped around my neck. I covered her mouth with mine, and in that moment, it felt like my entire world was centered right there in her arms. I wanted to be gentle, to savor every moment we had, but I didn’t have the strength to restrain myself. I was completely lost in her—the scent of her hair, the feel of her heart beating against her chest, the taste of her skin. I slipped the straps of her bra from her shoulders, letting them slide ever so slowly down her body as I continued to claim her mouth. She shivered when I moved from her lips to her breast, then gasped as I skimmed my teeth over her nipple and drew it deep into my mouth. Her lust-filled eyes met mine as I slowly lowered my hands down to her perfect hips and removed her lace panties, tossing them to the floor.
I led her over to the bed, releasing her only for a moment while I dropped my towel to the floor and rolled on a condom. I lay down as she climbed onto me, positioning her knees at my side and straddling me. She hovered over me, hesitating for only a moment, before she opened for me to slip deep inside her. Her eyes closed tightly as she gasped with pleasure. Then, her face softened as she placed the palms of her hands against my chest and said, “I missed you.”
“I missed you, too. More than you could possibly know.”
The world around us melted away. It was just the two of us. Nothing else mattered. I knew I’d found the love that I’d been searching for and that I’d spend the rest of my life giving her all I had to give. Her thighs tightened as she began to rock against me in a slow and steady pace. I heard my name slip from her lips, making my heart pound as I looked up at her. Damn, she was so fucking beautiful, like my very own angel sent from above.
Her muscles quivered as she continued to writhe in slow, silky movements. We were both coming close to the edge. She cried out in pleasure as her head fell back and her body jolted above me, her nails biting into my shoulders as her pace quickened. I let my hand slip down between her thighs, my thumb sliding over her clit as her body bucked against my touch. Her moans filled the room as I brought her closer to her release. I loved to watch her mouth form a perfect O as her body clenched in ecstasy with each rock of her hips. It seemed like ages since I’d been inside of her, and I was fighting with everything I had not to come right then and there. Panting and breathless, she clamped down around my cock, making me even harder, and said in barely a whisper, “So close.”
“Let it go, baby. I’m right here with you,” I told her as I placed my hands on her hips, guiding her into a demanding pace. Her body began to tremble with her impending orgasm, and when it finally broke, I couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Fuck!” I roared as my hands went to her hips, holding her firmly in place as I came.
She collapsed on top of me with her head resting on my shoulder as she whispered, “I really did miss you.”
“I missed you, too,” I told her as I ran my fingers through her hair.
She slowly eased off of me and curled into my side as she said, “Smokey told me about you and Cass.”
“Yeah?”
“He said I didn’t have anything to worry about,” she continued. “Was he right?”
I turned to face her. Seeing the worried look in her eyes gutted me. With the back of my fingertips, I stroked her cheek. “There was a time I thought I loved her … but I was wrong. I had no idea what love really was until I met you. Nothing could compare to the way I feel about you. You’re it for me, Liv.”
“You’re it for me, too.” She smiled, then paused for a minute before saying, “I can’t believe it’s all really over. Can we finally move on and stop worrying that someone is after us?”
“Yes, but there are some things you need to know…” I started.
She raised her head and looked at me as she said, “No … I don’t want to know anything about it.”
“This is something you have to know, Liv. It’s about your father’s company.”
With a curious look, she asked, “What about his company?”
“He left his shares of the company to you. You are now the major shareholder to one of the largest real estate companies in Massachusetts.”
She stared at me for a minute as she processed what I’d just told her. Then she said, “What if I don’t want it?”
“Why wouldn’t you want it?”
“My father loved selling real estate. It was his passion, but I have no idea how to run a company like that. I would ruin what he worked so hard to build.”
“I doubt that.”
“I don’t want to take that chance,” she said adamantly.
“What about your father’s assistant Evan? Maybe he could help,” I suggested. “From what we were able to find out, he seems loyal to your father.”
“That’s a great idea. I’ll just give it to him,” she said, sounding relieved.
“Liv … your father’s company is worth millions. You don’t just give it to him,” I laughed.
“You know what I mean. He knows how things work, and he can keep things running the way they are supposed to.”
“You’ve got time. You’ll get it sorted.”
“I don’t know what the man was thinking.”
“Your dad wouldn’t have left it to you if he didn’t think you could handle it, and I happen to think he’s right.”
She started trailing the tip of her finger over the lines of my tattoo as she lost herself in her thoughts. Several minutes passed before she looked back up at me and said, “What happens now?”
“With what?”
“With us … the kids. I don’t know. All of it. We’ll need to figure things out.”
“Nothing to figure out, Liv. Tomorrow, we’ll get you and the kids settled at my house. By the end of the week, we’ll get them enrolled in school.”
“So that’s it, huh?” she asked.
“Yeah … pretty much. You’re mine, Liv, and now that I have you and those kids here with me, there’s no way I’m going to let you go.”
“Just so you know, I wasn’t planning on going anywhere. I like it here.” She smiled. “And while I am thinking about it, aren’t your brothers going to wonder where you are?”
“Darlin’, there’s not a man out there who doesn’t know where I am and what I’m doing,” I teased.
A light blush crossed her beautiful face as she said, “Seriously? You had to say that?”
“It’s the truth,” I laughed. “But, you’re right. We should grab a bite to eat, and check on the kids.”
We both lay there silently for a few minutes until she finally said, “Okay … I am going to pry myself out of this bed and take a quick shower.” She eased herself up. As she headed into the bathroom, she added, “I’m glad you’re home.”
As soon as I heard the water turn on, I pulled myself out of bed and joined her where I couldn’t help but have one more go with her before we headed outside.
It had been months since I’d seen my brothers, but when we started talking, it was like I’d never been gone. Smokey and I were talking when Cotton walked over and said, “I need a minute.” I nodded and followed him into the bar. As soon as we were seated, he said, “Looks like you got your shit sorted.”
“I did,” I agreed. “Appreciate you giving me the time.”
“You did good, mapping out the pipeline. Everything will be set to go in the next couple of weeks. You gonna be ready for that?”
“Absolutely,” I answered.
“Good to have you back, brother,” he told me as he stood to leave. “You need help getting Olivia
and the kids settled, just let us know.”
“Will do.”
I reached into the cooler for a beer and followed him back outside. Cassidy was standing by one of the picnic tables talking to Olivia, and when she saw me coming towards them, a warm smile spread across her face. Only a few months ago, I thought I’d never want to see her again, thought it would be too hard, but seeing her there talking with Olivia and being the loving person I’d always known her to be made me realize just how much I’d missed her. It was nothing like the way I had missed Olivia. The feeling I had for her was much different. She was a good friend, and I’d let my misguided feelings for her almost ruin everything. But time had a way of putting things in perspective, and I knew if anyone would understand why I had to walk away, it would be her.
I walked over to her and gave her a quick hug as I said, “Good to see you, Cass.”
“Glad you finally made your way back. We’ve missed you around here.”
“It’s good to be back.”
Cassidy looked over at Olivia and smiled as she said, “You got a good one here. She fits right in.”
I wrapped my arm around Olivia’s waist as I pulled her to my side and said, “Yeah, I think she’s a keeper.”
“Definitely a keeper.” Cass smiled.
Olivia cleared her throat and smiled as she said, “Umm, you do know I am standing right here. Right?”
I looked down at her and, just before I kissed her, I said, “Yeah, I think you’ll fit in just fine.”
Three years later.
I’d heard that time had a way of healing all wounds, but for a long time, I had my doubts. I never thought I’d be able to find true happiness after I lost my parents and the life I’d created back in Boston, but I did. I was truly happy, and the kids were, too. Clutch and I had built a life together, a good life, and each day seemed to get better and better.
“Every one of these cereals has marshmallows in it,” I told Clutch as he walked into the kitchen.
“And?” he smiled.
“And … they all have marshmallows, Clutch,” I scolded.
“Not sure I get your point.” He shrugged his shoulders and laughed as he said, “Besides, the kids like them.”
“The kids like ice cream, too, but that doesn’t mean they should eat it for breakfast.”
“Ice cream has dairy in it. It’s not so bad.” When I just stood there staring at him, he eventually said, “Next time, I’ll get some of that gross fiber stuff that you like.”
“It’s not gross. It’s good for you,” I insisted. “Are you almost ready to go? We’ve got to be there in thirty minutes.”
“I’ve been ready. You’re the one in here searching through all the kitchen cabinets for something to eat.”
“I was hungry!”
He placed his hand on my ever-so-large and growing-by-the-minute belly. “You’re always hungry, Sunshine.”
I rolled my eyes and said, “It’s your fault, you know. With your gene pool, he’ll probably end up being ten feet tall.”
Clutch’s lips curled into a mischievous grin as he asked, “You reckon he’ll have big hands, too?”
Before I had a chance to respond, Charlie came barging into the kitchen and shouted, “I’m rolling out!”
“Wait!” I shouted. I rushed over and straightened his tie. I tried to hold back my tears as I said, “You look so handsome.”
“Don’t go getting all mushy on me, Sis. I’ve gotta go,” he told me as he pulled away. He headed for the back door and yelled, “I’ll see you there!”
“We better get moving,” Clutch told me. “I’ll grab Casey and meet you in the car.”
“Okay,” I told him as I grabbed a couple of snack bars and shoved them in my purse.
When we arrived, all of Clutch’s brothers were already there waiting in the parking lot. I could tell by the expression on his face that it meant a lot to him that they were there. Even Cyrus came all the way from Memphis, and I was pleasantly surprised to see that he’d brought Sam along with him. When I’d last talked to him, he was about to be patched into the club, so I knew he had gotten back on his feet. I almost didn’t recognize him with his bright-colored polo and khaki pants, but as soon as he smiled, I knew it was him.
I rushed over to him and gave him a big hug. “I can’t believe you came! It’s so good to see you!”
“I wouldn’t miss it,” he said softly. “You look beautiful, Olivia.”
“Thanks, Sam. You look pretty great yourself,” I told him as I linked my arm through his and led him towards the seating area. “Let’s go find a place to sit.”
It was a perfect afternoon. The sun was shining bright and there was a cool breeze whipping around us as we sat there waiting. I looked to my side, watching Clutch make funny faces at our daughter Casey. She was only eighteen months old but I could already tell that she was going to be just like her father, with her silly sense of humor and mischievous smiles, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Hadley was sitting next to them, texting on her phone as usual, and she looked absolutely stunning. I couldn’t believe how much she’d grown in the past three years, and I just couldn’t stop staring at her. When she noticed that I was looking at her, she rolled her eyes and pointed to the front as she said, “Charlie is about to come up.”
My heart swelled with pride as I watched my brother walk up to the podium. He’d worked so hard, and I knew it meant the world to him that he’d made valedictorian of his class. He stepped up to the microphone and smiled when he spotted us all sitting out in the crowd. The only thing missing was our parents. It was days like this that I missed them the most. They would have been so proud to see him standing up there in his cap and gown. Their children’s education meant a great deal to them, so with the inheritance money, I’d paid Charlie’s college tuition in full and bought him a safe vehicle to drive back and forth. I planned to do the same for Hadley when she graduated. As they stepped out to make their mark on the world, money would never be an issue for either of them; Dad made sure of that.
When the graduation ceremony was over, we all headed over to the clubhouse. The guys had a big barbeque planned and everyone was excited to celebrate Charlie’s success. The brothers of Satan’s Fury were our family, and they never failed to be there at our side whenever we needed them. With all of them, we’d found our home, and there was no other place I’d rather be.
The End.
Smokey’s book is coming soon. And Blaze will also get his own book in the near future!
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Satan’s Fury MC
Book 3
My father always said it took a strong man to admit his mistakes, and an even stronger man to learn from those mistakes. The crazy thing was I never saw him make a mistake. Everyone looked up to my father, especially me. He was the kind of man who thought a handshake was enough; and where he was concerned, it was. He never broke his word, even when it was difficult to follow through. He never failed to provide for his family, giving us a life where we all felt safe and loved. He adored my mother with a passion that never seemed to waiver, making us all love him even more. I wanted to be just like him, but it just wasn’t in the cards for me.
Born towheaded and full of mischief, I was the oldest of three sons. My dad got a kick out of my snow-white hair and nicknamed me Cotton, saying that one day I’d prosper just like the cotton fields in Tennessee. Even when my hair turned dark brown like his own, the nickname stuck. There was no doubt I held a special place in my father’s heart; we could all see it. His eyes gleamed with pride whenever I was around. I knew he had high expectations for me, wanting me to be a good role model for my brothers, Joseph and Lucas; but more times than not, I found myself in some kind of trouble I had no business getting into. I just couldn’t stop myself. It was nothing for us to sneak off in the middle of the day when we were supposed to be helping out at the house; or in the middle of the night when we should’ve been sleeping soundly. There was nothing better than running amuck with my brothers; and with them falling close behind, I sought to discover all the secrets the world had hidden within her. There wasn’t a tree tall enough or a cave dark enough to deter my curiosity. While Joe and Luke would stand by watching, I’d slip into the dark depths of a cave, unaffected by the voice inside my head that screamed for me to turn back. I got a rush from the danger that lurked inside, drawing me in, deeper and deeper into the darkness. Maybe it had something to do with being the first-born son, or maybe it was just a part of who I was, but nothing could stop that restless feeling I felt stirring in my gut. More times than not, my brothers and I found ourselves in a heap of trouble, and there was nothing worse than seeing that look of disappointment in my father’s eyes when we screwed up. Unfortunately, it happened a lot; but it didn’t prevent us from doing it time and time again, knowing our father would always be there to help pull us out of trouble… until the day he wasn’t.
