by Sam Crescent
He had to get his patch back, but he also had to do what his Prez felt was right.
Chapter Eight
Pacing nervously back and forth across her room, Mandy kept going to the door and stopping. What the hell was going on? She was freaking out, and it was all because of the visit from Devil. The last thing she wanted was for Butler to get in trouble because he didn’t do anything wrong. Not a damn thing, and she was scared for him, terrified.
She’d watched him for some time now and knew without a doubt that the club meant everything to him.
Another knock on her door made her jump. Feeling like absolute crap, she went and opened the door without even checking to see who it was. Butler stood on the other side of the door. He wasn’t wearing his leather cut.
The moment she stared into his eyes, she saw the pain but also the instant shot of lust that stared back at her.
She took a step back, and he entered her home.
Once again, neither of them said a word as he closed and locked the door. Her pussy clenched at the promise in his eyes.
The moment the lock clicked in place it seemed to echo around the room.
Butler stepped right up to her.
No words as he sank his fingers into her hair, pulling her close. His rough handling turned her on. Pressing her hands to his chest, she stared up at him, waiting.
“Right now, I want to fuck us both into oblivion. Tell me if you can’t handle that because I want to use you, Mandy. I want to fuck you with everything that I’ve got and then take some more.”
“Then take it, Butler,” she said. “I’m not made out of glass. I can take whatever you’ve got to throw at me.”
She gasped as he pushed her against the wall. He grabbed her hands and held them in place as his lips took possession of hers. This wasn’t gentle; far from it.
He bit her bottom lip, sucking it between his teeth before letting her go. His lips trailed down her neck, sucking on the pulse. His teeth grazed her flesh. Closing her eyes, she basked in his touch, wanting more, not wanting him to stop, not for a single second. She wanted his touch, his control, to be completely consumed by him.
“Don’t fucking move them,” he said, releasing her hands.
She stayed perfectly still as he grabbed the edge of her shirt and pulled it off. Next, he dealt with her jeans, and she kept her arms up in the same place as piece by piece he removed her clothing.
She whimpered, moaned, gasped, and was completely taken over as his hands and lips trailed down her body. His hands moved all over, consuming her with fire.
He slipped his hand between her thighs and chuckled. “So fucking wet for me. I find that incredibly hot, baby.” Two fingers slid in deep, and she moaned, thrusting down onto them, wanting them inside her. He stretched her with a third finger, but didn’t keep them in her for long before he pulled them back and stroked her clit.
Fire built within her as he teased her pussy.
At the same time, his lips attacked her nipples, biting at the beaded tips, sucking on each one.
He pulled his hand from her pussy to press her tits together, his tongue flicking across each bud.
Suddenly, his touch wasn’t on her anymore, and she panted, waiting for more.
Butler stepped back, his hands going to his belt as he removed the long loop. He pushed them down, and his cock sprang forward.
He was long and thick. Her pussy tightened recalling how good he felt inside her, and she wanted him again. He pulled his shirt off, and then he was on her.
His lips ravished her mouth as they moved back into her sitting room. Butler sat down on the chair, and with a tug of her hands, she fell on him. He moved her so that she straddled his lap. The tip of his cock was pointing up. He guided her over his dick, and as she sank slowly down onto his length, he released a groan that only made her want more.
Inch by inch, he filled her. His hands went to her hips, and he pulled her down, slamming up inside her those last few, making her cry out.
Gripping his shoulders, she panted as the depth of him was between pleasure and pain, at the fine line that blurred between.
She licked her dry lips, staring at him.
His cock pulsed within her, and her pussy clenched around him.
“We fit fucking perfectly. Do you feel it, baby? How good we are together?”
“Yes.”
His hands moved from her hips, sliding up to cup her tits. His thumbs ran back and forth across her nipples, which were so sensitive that the smallest touch set her off.
“I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about fucking you, and I’m going to use your body exactly how I’ve been wanting it. Understand?”
“Yes.”
“I hope you can handle it.”
He lifted her up off his cock so that only the tip was inside her before slamming her back down. For several thrusts he did this, jarring her with the force of each one. He wasn’t gentle. This was about ownership.
Butler was taking ownership of her body, and she wasn’t putting up a single fight because she didn’t want to.
Her body belonged to him right now, and she’d do everything he asked, no matter how uncomfortable it was.
She held onto his shoulders, feeling every inch as it hit right in deep, bumping her cervix, but that wasn’t enough for Butler.
He changed positions, making her kneel on the edge of the sofa as he stood behind her.
He slid in deep as his hands went to her hair, using his grip to fuck her hard. Her tits rubbed against the edge of the sofa. He slapped her ass, using her body, but again it wasn’t enough.
This time he moved her into the bedroom. He pressed her down onto the bed and settled between her thighs.
He lifted her legs up, so that they were open wide as he slid inside her.
His was gaze on her, and she couldn’t look away even if she wanted to. With the way he was working her body, she felt him right down deep in her soul, and it struck her that he’d chosen a position that made her see him, that made her think of all the times she’d watched him.
Right now, as he fucked her hard, he held her in place, and she recalled his smile. The way he looked when he was happy, and the yearning she felt to be with him, to know him, to be part of everything with him.
She’d never told anyone that she had the biggest crush on this man. Why would she? She wasn’t a teenager anymore and didn’t need to go spilling all of her secrets to her friends.
He released her legs and grabbed her hands, holding them to the bed, his lips taking hers once again as he drove inside her.
His cock was so slick that she heard the wetness as he plunged within her pussy.
She gripped his hands tightly, not wanting this moment to end as he filled her. Something was changing between them. Whatever had happened, it was like Butler had made the decision of what he was going to do next, and she didn’t have much choice in the matter, not that she needed one.
He pistoned inside her, the bed rocking, hitting the wall as he did.
Butler came with a groan, shocking her a little that he’d come without her finding any release, not that she minded one bit. She’d had plenty of sex where her needs were not met. She just didn’t expect it of Butler.
The moment his release was done, he pulled out of her and slid to the side. She was about to leave, to roll off the bed, and go to the bathroom.
Butler’s hand on her thigh kept her still.
“I needed that, but don’t think for a second that I would ever allow you to be unsatisfied.” He cupped her pussy, and even though he’d finished inside her, he slid two fingers in and pulled them back, stroking over her slit.
Pleasure rushed through every single part of her, shocking her at the intensity. Two fingers stroked on either side of her nub. She was so sensitive that his touch seemed way too much, but he stroked across, over, on either side before sliding down, fucking her cunt, before teasing her clit. At the same time, he sucked her nipple into his mouth, and she whimpered.<
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Her orgasm was fast approaching, and Butler seemed intent on wanting to prolong that.
He teased her until she couldn’t take it anymore, and he relented. When she finally reached her climax, she screamed his name.
****
Butler removed his cum-soaked fingers from her pussy when he was satisfied that her orgasm had finished. He didn’t like his woman to go without, and Mandy belonged to him. She may not like it at the moment, but that didn’t matter to him. She was his woman, and he intended to take care of all of her needs.
He pressed his fingers to her mouth, and Mandy sucked them clean, tasting them both on them. Once he was clean, he pulled her into his arms, kissing the top of her head.
“What happened?” Mandy said. “I know you came in, and we fucked, but you’ve got to tell me what Devil said.”
“He took my cut.”
“What? Does this mean you’re no longer part of the MC?”
“No. I’ve got to take time to know what I want. He doesn’t have time for people who go out and buy drugs because they’re feeling bored.”
She tilted her head back, and the moment he stared into her green eyes, he felt like he could focus again. “You were bored?”
“Up until that point my thoughts had been focused on everything else. The club, the enemies, helping everyone to stay alive.” He sighed. “I fucked up big time.”
She placed a hand on his chest and rubbed back and forth. He liked that she wanted to comfort him.
“Devil came here. I told him that you didn’t take those drugs.”
“He believes you, Mandy.”
“Then why would he do this?”
He pushed some of her hair off her face, stroking her cheek. “Because we’ve got a deal with someone that means we have to stay out of trouble. Possessing drugs is the very opposite of that.”
“But … it was a mistake.”
“Some mistakes can’t be taken back.” He gritted his teeth, angry with himself. Trailing a finger down her body, he teased across her puckered nipple. “I’ve got no place to stay, so I was wondering if I could crash here for a bit.”
“Of course. You lived at the clubhouse?”
“Yes. There was never any reason for me to find a place of my own.”
“You can stay here as long as you want.”
“You ever had a boyfriend stay with you?” he asked.
“Is that what you are now, my boyfriend?”
“Yes. You’re mine, Mandy.”
“You’ll be the first man to ever live with me.”
“I feel honored.”
She chuckled. “You’ve not lived with me long enough to know if you want to be honored by that role.”
“Believe me, I do. Also, I’m going to be coming with you on jobs.”
“Really? You want to come and help me clean?” she asked.
“Why not? It’ll do me good. I can clean, and I can take orders. So long as you understand that you follow mine the moment we’re together here. When it comes to sex, what I say stands.”
“I think I can live with that.” She placed a hand on his body. “Are you sure you’re doing the right thing?”
“I’ve got no choice. I’ve never seen Devil like that. At least not to one of his men. I’ve got to prove to him I want this.”
“How?”
“He doesn’t have the time for someone who’s more interested in buying drugs than protecting the club. This is my mistake. I completely screwed up. I’ll make it right. I have to.”
She looked worried, and he held her tightly.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“I’m just … I was so scared for you. Waiting to see what would happen. When Devil came here, I didn’t know what to expect.”
“You thought he’d killed me?”
“I don’t know. It’s all so new, you know?”
He smiled. “I know, and I get it. Whatever happens is not because of you.”
“Do you think I should have called him that day?”
Butler shrugged. “Probably. It wouldn’t have changed what was happening. I still fucked up either way.”
“But you wouldn’t have hidden it.”
“There’s a problem going down at the club, and if I distracted him right now, he might not have seen it. It doesn’t matter which way we look at this, Mandy. I was fucked one way or the other.” He pushed some hair off her face, taking in her beauty once again. “You work all the time?”
“Yeah, pretty much. I like to keep busy. Why?”
“I was thinking about going away for a little while.”
“Where?” she asked.
“I don’t know. Dick went away for some time, and when he came back he seemed stronger for it. More put together. He’s not had one of these mega crashes that I’ve had.”
“You’re thinking about going on a vacation?”
“Yeah. I’ve got some money put aside. If I arrange everything, you’ll come?”
“Of course. I’ll have to talk to some clients and make sure I can take a week.”
“Make it a couple of weeks,” he said.
“You’re sure?”
“Yes. It’s what we both need. You, me, some really bright sunshine. I think it’ll work wonders.”
“Excellent.” She smiled, snuggling up against him.
Silence fell between them, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. Butler just enjoyed the feel of having her in his arms, running the tips of his fingers up and down her back, feeling her breath against his neck. Peace settled over him, and it was so sudden that it shocked him. For the past couple of months, Mandy had plagued his thoughts. He’d wanted her, but he’d also felt that pull, the need for the drugs that had once controlled his entire life. They’d found a weakness within him, and he’d been unable to shake it, even though he was desperate to do it.
Kissing the top of her head, he teased her hair, pulling her head back to stare into her eyes.
“What are you thinking?” she asked.
“Nothing important right now.” He pressed his lips to hers, and then he heard a loud growl.
Pulling back, he saw that Mandy’s cheeks were on fire, and he started laughing. “We need to order some food,” he said. “That’s another bad of mine. I fuck you into oblivion, I must feed you.”
He kissed her again, then moved away from the bed. Grabbing his cell phone, he saw the number for the pizza place and put in a large order.
“We could have cooked,” Mandy said, crawling to the edge of the bed. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing kisses to his skin.
He closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of her against him. “Yeah, well, I don’t like the thought of waiting.” He pulled her around so that she sat in his lap. Tilting her head back, he claimed her lips once again.
His cock started to stir, and she wrapped her fingers around his length.
Sliding his hands down her body, he cupped her pussy. Neither of them broke from the kiss, and he didn’t want to either. Her lips consumed him, calmed him. He loved the feel of her on him, wrapped around him.
Her scent, her arms, everything calmed the beast within him, and that helped him to relax, to focus on her.
Dick’s words came back to him.
The drugs still had the power they always had, but it was whether or not he was strong enough to ignore it, and he was.
This wasn’t about Mandy, who he wanted more than anything else. This was about so much more than that.
This was about him, and being able to handle a drug-free and drama-free life, and he wanted that. He didn’t just give up the drugs to be part of the club still, or because of Devil’s need for them all to be clean. Butler gave them up because he wanted to. This wasn’t a forced decision. He had to because he’d have been dead otherwise.
Now he just needed to prove to Mandy, to his club, to Devil, that the drugs didn’t matter. He did.
****
“You did the right thing,” Lexie said.
“Tha
t’s not in question,” Devil said, coming out of their bathroom while brushing his teeth. “I’m just so fucking pissed off.”
“You always said this was a risk.”
“But I didn’t anticipate it now. I mean, come on, if anyone was going to crack wouldn’t it have been when we were in the middle of all that shit, rather than at peace with everything? The most drama we’ve had is Simon nearly getting suspended from school.”
“And like always, you took care of it.” Lexie smiled over at her husband. “What do you think will happen?”
“Butler will take some time. He should have done it months ago, to be honest. Dick left, and found himself a woman.”
“Butler’s woman is right here though, Devil. You can’t force him to go and find someone who is actually here.”
Devil left and she heard him spit into the sink and clean it up, which again made her smile. Year of being married to each other and one of her pet peeves was the disgusting state of the sink as he never cleaned it. Not anymore.
Their marriage had to have some give and take in all things, and she’d done her fair share of giving and Devil of taking.
“I need Butler to be strong again. To know that he’s not taking drugs for the club but for himself.” Devil climbed into bed, pulling her against him, and she snuggled in his arms. Running her hands up and down his thick arms, she tilted her head back.
“Enough about Butler. He’ll come good, I have no doubt about that.”
“No doubt?”
“None whatsoever. His entire life is the club. We all know it. So, there’s something else coming up soon,” she said.
“Something else?”
“Yes, something very important.”
“There is?” Devil frowned. “I’m going to deal with Naked Fantasies being closed. It earns a lot for the club, but we’ll be back in business within a month. Lola has already put out an advertisement looking for strippers.”
She rolled her eyes. “This is so not about the club or the strippers. Come on, Devil, you know there is something.” She paused waiting for him to figure it out. When he still hadn’t said anything, she gasped. “Please tell me you remember?” she asked.
“Remember?”
