by Kylie Walker
“Are you nervous?”
“A little. You know they’re going to expect me to leave with them.” Levi’s parents were on their way. She’d put them off for two weeks but they weren’t going to be put off any longer. They were happy to talk to her on the phone, but it wasn’t enough. They needed to see her in the flesh and know that she was okay.
“Are you going?” Cami asked.
Levi shook her head slowly. “No. I can’t explain it. I’m not sure what it is yet. But I can’t leave Kyle. Whatever I’m feeling for him, I have to stay and explore that.”
Cami nodded. “I get it.”
Levi smiled and asked her friend, “You’re not disappointed in me are you? I mean I know you had hopes that I’d finally figured out MC club life wasn’t as glamorous as I’d imagined it to be.”
“I think you figured that out. See the difference between you and women like my mother is that she was looking for the life…the outlaw life. She needed the bad boy to treat her badly and the free alcohol and unlimited drugs. You’re different. You were attracted to Frankie out of curiosity more than anything I think and you got trapped. But Kyle…honey I see the love in your eyes when you look at him and him at you.”
Levi chuckled. “Love? I’m not sure about that.”
Cami rolled her eyes. “Please. I’ve known you for how many years now? I’ve seen you with lust in your eyes and pretty much every other human emotion. What I’ve never seen is the look you have when you look at him, even from across the room.”
Levi cleared her throat. She knew that she was falling in love with Kyle, but she hadn’t talked to him about it yet so she wasn’t prepared really to talk to her best friend about it. Changing the subject she said, “So what’s up with you and Jared?”
Cami looked over at the big, handsome biker and shrugged. “Nothing. I mean, Jared and I grew up together. We’ve always been friends. But there’s never been anything else there.”
Levi rolled her eyes. “You need to look in a mirror the next time you go on about how I look at Kyle.”
Cami smiled sadly. “I guess I’ve always had a crush on him. But Jared never thought of me as more than a friend. So that’s what we are, just friends.”
Levi sighed. She thought she saw more than that when Jared looked at Cami too, but for now she let that go and said, “So what about you? Are you going back to White’s Bridge?”
Cami shook her head. “Now that I’m back home I realize that I kind of missed it.”
Levi squealed and hugged her friend. “I was hoping you’d say that. I missed you.”
“I missed you too. Now what to do about a job though. This place isn’t exactly a metropolis.”
Strike sat a beer down in front of Cami and said, “We could use a bartender.”
“Really?”
He nodded. “Yep. I’d much rather be out in the garage. Rodney told me if I could find a bartender we could trust he’d let me get back out there.”
Cami smiled. “That might just work.”
“Cool,” Strike said, “Let me know.” He looked at Levi and asked, “Do you need another beer?” Levi was looking at the door. Her parents had just walked in.
“No, thank you,” she told him as she slid off the stool. Her mother saw her first and before she reached her daughter the tears began spilling down her cheeks. She almost ran to Levi and took her in her arms and hugged her so tightly that she could barely breathe.
“Oh honey, we were so worried. Are you okay?” Her mother looked around the bar then as if she’d just noticed where they were. She looked sad.
“I’m okay Mom. I’m sorry I worried you.”
“You did…this whole situation…”
Her father interrupted then and said, “Don’t be sorry honey. We’re just so happy you’re okay.” He gave her mother a look Levi didn’t understand but she’d long ago figured out they had a secret way of talking without words. She’d also recently discovered that even parents have secrets. After the ones they shared with her, she wasn’t sure she wanted to know any others.
Levi stood there with them and let them both hold her for a long time before she finally stepped back and said, “Let’s go find a booth.” She led them over to a booth in the corner and seconds later, Kyle joined them. There was more hugging and tears and after that settled down Levi’s father said, “So what are your plans now?” His question was both cautious and urgent in tone. Without looking at her mother he slid his hand over and took hers. Levi looked at her parent’s hands for a minute. She knew what she had to tell them wasn’t going to be what they wanted to hear. Kyle took her hand and squeezed it. She smiled weakly and said, “I want to stay here.”
Her mother looked on the verge of tears again, or collapse. All of the color had drained out of her face. Her father’s face was stoic. That was when Kyle started talking. “I’m falling in love with your daughter. I promise you, if you’ll trust me after what happened to Will, I won’t ever let anything happen to her.”
Her mother looked around the bar and said, “But this…you weren’t supposed to live in a place like this…” Another strange warning look from her father and her mother went on to say, “I mean, what kind of life is this?”
“Mama the Black Skulls aren’t exactly an outlaw biker club. Most of their dealings are within the law. Kyle doesn’t do anything illegal.” That was partially a lie, but enough of the truth that Levi didn’t feel badly for saying it. “I want to find a job here and at least explore this thing between me and Kyle. I hope that you’ll both understand.”
Her father was looking at her mother. Finally, he looked back at her and said, “We trust Kyle.” He looked at Kyle and nodded.
Kyle smiled and mouthed, “Thank you.”
“But we also see so much potential in you, sweetie. You used to talk about having a bookstore someday or opening a coffee shop that had ‘row after row of books’ for people to read while they’re there…”
“I still have that dream. I don’t have to give it up. I’m young. I have my whole life ahead of me. Right now Kyle is a part of that life, a big one. I’m prepared to be a part of his as well. We can figure it all out together.”
Her parents looked at each other and a tear escaped from her mother’s right eye and rolled down her cheek. “We just miss you,” her father croaked around the lump in his throat.
“And we worry,” her mother said.
“I miss you too,” she said, “I really do. And I hate worrying you.”
She felt Kyle slide his hand around her waist and pull her gently closer and into his side. “She’s not going to ever want for anything,” he said. “I promise. And, any time she wants to see you, I’ll find a way to get her there. I don’t want to complicate Levi’s life. I want to make it better.”
Her parents looked resigned as they looked back at Levi. “You’re a grown woman,” her father said almost as much to her mother as her. They were acting strangely.
“Just promise us that you won’t shut us out of your life again,” her mother said.
She reached across the table and took her mother’s hand in her own. “I promise. I’m so happy to have you back in my life and so sorry for the time we lost.”
Again her father said, “Don’t be sorry. It was as much our fault as yours, if not more. We were…”
“Grieving,” Levi finished for him. “We all were.” She looked at Kyle then and said, “And some of us were blaming ourselves. There’s no blame here and the best we can do is move forward from here.”
Kyle pulled her in tighter. Since they got back from the mountains he had been reluctant to let her out of his sight. “Anybody want a beer?” he asked.
“I’d love one,” her father said. “I’d also like to see Rodney. Is he around?” Her mother looked up at him sharply. Mike reached down and patted his wife on the shoulder. They stared at each other for a few moments and seeming to sense the tension Kyle said, “I think he’s out at the shop. Come on, I’ll walk over with you.” Kyle kissed
the side of Levi’s face before he got up. As they walked away she watched them and when she looked back at her mother she was glad to see that some of the color had returned to her mother’s face. She was still looking at her strangely.
“What?”
“Nothing.”
“Why do you keep looking at me like you know a secret about me?”
She watched as her mother swallowed hard and took a deep breath like she was about to reveal a huge secret. But then she simply said, “You’re in love with Kyle.” She said it like Cami had, as a statement, not a question.
“I think so,” she said.
Her mother sighed and said, “He’s always had a good heart. He just never had any direction. I think you’ll be good for him.”
Levi smiled. “I hope so. I think he’ll be good for me too.”
Chapter 14
Kyle was laughing later that night as he and Levi walked into his room. “I’ve never seen your dad drunk before.”
Levi laughed too. “I know. He was hilarious. It was a whole different side of him for me, but Mom being drunk? That was just crazy!”
“Maybe they’re healing, finally.”
Levi took his face in her hands and said, “And what about you? Are you healing too?”
Kyle leaned in and kissed her softly. “A little more every day. I’m so happy you’re going to stay. We’ll figure out what to do about living arrangements soon. I don’t want you living in a bar.”
She nodded. “Okay, but can those living arrangements include you?”
He looked surprised, but pleased. “Are you sure you could stand living with me? I’m kind of moody.”
She laughed. “I can handle your moods.”
He nodded. “I guess I can’t argue with that. I couldn’t find a spunkier hot girl if I’d gone out looking for one. Who would have thought, huh? That you and I would end up together.”
“Not me,” she said with a giggle. “I always thought you were hot, but honestly it never crossed my mind…until that first night we made love.”
He pushed her back into the wall and with a grin he said, “The deal was sealed once you saw my moves, huh?”
She giggled again and then rolled her eyes. “Yeah, that was it.”
He tickled her and she squirmed against the wall. “Admit it. You’ve never had better.”
“That, I can’t deny,” she said. Whatever else she was going to say was cut off by his lips. By the time he let her up for air she didn’t even remember what it was.
Kyle let go of her and stepped back to look at her. She wondered if he felt what she felt when she looked at him. The very sight of him took her breath away. He was as big as the doorway, his broad shoulders nearly touched each side of the frame and his bulging biceps gleamed with a fine sheen of sweat. A sexy smile danced across his full lips and she couldn’t drag her eyes away from him. His whole persona exuded virility and savageness, and made her body and her mind lose control. She wanted to lick every inch of him and claw at his back with her long fingernails, leaving her mark like a brand. She wanted everyone to know that he was hers…just hers.
His gaze was feral and sexy and as hot and dirty as sin. He caused heat to flare in her core and savagely tear through her body like a forest fire. He finally moved toward her and his mouth crushed down on hers and his hands were suddenly scorching her skin as they slid underneath the bottom of her t-shirt. Her body tingled from the contact and she used her tongue to draw his in even further. She sucked on it and felt the rumble of a growl escape his chest and land right between her wet thighs. She leaned into him so that her breasts brushed against his sculpted chest. He brought his hands up and cupped them and his fingers teased her nipples through the lace, causing them to pucker and form into hard points. She squirmed under his touch and he pulled out of the kiss and said, “I want to suck your tits,” his voice was raspy and sexy as hell and as he slipped his hand underneath her bra and touched her skin to skin she tossed her head back and moaned loudly. She gripped his shoulders hard and dug her nails in. In one smooth movement, he pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor. He let his tongue trail from her lips down along her throat and past the swells of her creamy breasts. They finally came to rest on her rock hard nipples and with another feral sound he drew one into his mouth and began sucking on it. She let out a whimper and closed her eyes. “You like that, baby? You’re making me hard as fuck.”
She arched her back and thrust her tits deeper into his mouth. His hands were still exploring her body, making it tingle and hum. Suddenly her pants were unbuttoned and his hand was sliding down into them. She felt his finger glide underneath her wet panties and encase itself between her swollen folds. His touch was like the touch of a match to a stick of dynamite. She exploded with heat from the inside out. She let out another loud moan and he moved his mouth back up to hers and caught the sound. Levi marveled at their connection and wondered if the deep emotions from their past intensified the passion between them.
“I love that you’re so fucking wet for me,” he told her. “I need that sweet, tight pussy wrapped around my cock right now,” he said huskily. He worked her jeans down past her hips as he inched her backward toward the bed. When the backs of her knees hit the bed, she sat down and he finished taking off her pants. He pushed her back and climbed up on top of her. Their lips fused once more and his palms felt like they were on fire as they made their way down to slide underneath her and grip her round ass in a squeeze. She was shoving his shirt up and tugging at it, trying to get it out of her way. He finally brought his hands up and helped her get it pushed up over his head. He stood up and kicked off his boots, shrugged out of his jeans and then knelt down on the floor next to the bed and looked at her. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
He kissed and nipped at her neck and then his mouth and tongue blazed a trail from there down to her lacy panties. He grasped the waistband with his teeth and pulled them down. She breathed out his name as desire coursed through her. Being with Kyle made her feel more alive and more desired than she’d ever felt before in her life. She loved the feel of his mouth on her skin and the touch of his hands on her quivering flesh. She was dying to feel him inside of her. Dying to move in rhythm with him and get high on that euphoric bliss that only he could supply.
“I have to taste you.” He spread her bent legs open wide and nestled his face between them as she watched him intently. He slowly licked her inner thighs, moving closer to her mound but never quite touching it. He teased and tantalized until her clit was reduced to a swollen, throbbing ache. She thought if he only just touched her it would put her over the edge.
“Please touch me, please Kyle…”
“Are you begging me baby?”
“Yes, I’m begging you. Please touch me.” She grabbed the back of his hair and tried to push his mouth to where she was dying for it but he resisted.
“Patience,” he said. She moaned and arched her hips up high off the bed. The tension and desire he built inside her was over the top, and her craving for him inside her was fierce. She reached down and tried to touch herself but he batted her hand away. “You have no patience at all.”
She groaned. “You’re killing me.” She held her breath in anticipation of his tongue on her sensitive and wildly aroused sex.
He grinned and scooted down a bit giving her one long lick from bottom to top and then from top to bottom. Her stomach did backflips and her nerves sizzled and zapped as he continued to lavish deep, long, hard strokes. She moaned and gripped the sheet, balling it in her hands. He looked up and caught her gaze and said, “You taste so sweet.” He slid his hands under her ass cheeks, clenched them, and pulled her closer to his mouth. He dipped his tongue back between her engorged folds and swirled the tip of it in her juices. Then threatening to blow her mind, he sank a finger deep up inside of her. “So. Fucking. Good.”
She couldn’t speak, her throat was too dry and that coupled with the building tension render
ed her speechless. Guttural moans came out of her throat as she watched him lick and finger-fuck her. She was on the brink of exploding when he stopped what he was doing, climbed up on the bed and lifted her legs up onto his shoulders so his long, thick cock was positioned at her opening. He leaned down and kissed her, teasing her with just the tip of that cock. She wanted it so badly. She wanted it all.
As they kissed she could taste the musky sweetness of her own arousal on his tongue. She could feel him sliding on a condom and she shivered in anticipation. Before he entered her he said, “I want to feel your pussy clamped around my hard cock.” He held it in his hand and with one hard thrust, he buried himself in her, deep.
Her walls molded around his thickness and coaxed him in deeper. Her senses were reeling as he pulled out and then pushed back in. He slid a hand down between them and flicked her hard clit while he moved in and out of her.
“How do you want it baby?” His words vibrated against her lips.
“Rough and hard,” she said.
With a sexy, wolfish grin he said, “You got it baby. He withdrew and then without hesitation he began hammering her pussy fast and hard. He pulled all the way out with each thrust before pushing forward hard and slamming back in so deep that their hips slapped together. She could feel his balls slapping against her ass and that drove her wild. She thrashed and moaned each time he buried himself inside of her. With each plunge, her body was thrown up toward the headboard. Kyle reached up and put a pillow against it and then continued his relentless, wild fucking. His finger massaged her beaded nub and the sparks that had been teasing her body finally combusted. Her back arched. Her body stiffened and she cried out loudly. Her release came in waves shaking her to the core. Kyle let out a primal sound as he stiffened and came right after. When he finished he gently lay her legs down on the mattress, wrapped his arm around her waist and laid his sweat-dampened forehead against her chest. She used her nails to rake through his soaked hair and then leaned down and left a soft kiss on his forehead. He sucked in a deep breath and then rolled off of her and pulled her into his chest.
