by Ryan Michele
“She never hit me, but ordered the guys to do it. She threatened to have Rabbit and his crew rape and kill me. She told me that if I didn’t start bringing more clients to the studio and selling more, I’d be done.”
“So you did what she said?”
“The bitch was going to have the guys kill me, and I knew she wasn’t shitting. Her eyes were dead and cold. There was no emotion in them what-so-ever.”
“Babs say anything else?”
Stella began sobbing, no doubt from the pain Princess’s fists were leaving. “She asked about you. Wanted to know exact dates when you were getting out. I didn’t want to tell her, but she had one of the guys put a gun to my head. I didn’t have a choice.”
“What all did you tell her?” Princess asked as she stepped closer to her.
“I only told her the date you were getting out. That was all I knew.”
“When are you supposed to meet for the next exchange?” Princess asked, seeming unfazed.
“Tomorrow. 7 p.m. at the studio.”
“Who are you meeting, and how much cash is expected?”
“I never know who’s gonna be there. Could be a crew member or Rabbit. Fifteen hundred.”
“You’re selling fifteen hundred dollars of blow in my studio a week?” Princess’s anger rose. She grabbed Stella, pulling her to stand up. Then she attacked. Blow after blow, she pounded this woman into the ground. When Stella fell to her knees, Princess was seething.
“That’s enough,” I barked out. Princess looked at me and nodded, walking over to stand beside me.
“Wh… at’s gonna happen to me?” Stella asked.
“We’ll let you know.” Wrapping my arm around Princess, I led her out the door. “Tug, put the other one in, give her a first aid kit and lock ‘em up.” Tug nodded as he got to work.
I walked Princess to my room, locking the door behind us. “I need to use the bathroom.” Her voice was very distant.
“You okay?”
She gave me a small grin. “Yeah. I’m gonna take a shower.” She turned, shutting the door behind her.
Leaving the room, I went and told Diamond and Pops everything that Stella said. They were in agreement that we should set these men up tomorrow night, and we decided we’d talk about it at the next church.
Coming back to the room, I found Princess curled up under the blankets, her back facing the door. Her body was shuddering making me think she was crying. Stripping my clothes off, I crawled into bed beside her. She instantly wrapped her naked body around mine, clinging to me for dear life.
As I rubbed her back, she began to relax into me. “Talk to me,” I said softly.
“I don’t get it. How the hell can she be so pissed off at me that she wants to destroy me? Something’s missing. I need that puzzle piece, and I have no clue how the hell to get it.”
“I’m not sure, Baby, but we’ll figure it out.”
“I need you,” she whispered into my chest, her warm breath grazing me.
“I’m right here, Baby.” Princess opened her legs as I slid my dick deep inside of her. This wasn’t some quick fuck. This was slow and sensual as I rocked my hips in and out of her. Wiping the tears from her face, I leaned down, kissing her lips. As we came together, she wrapped her arms around me tight, pressing my body into hers.
After rolling off to the side, I stared down at Princess as I propped up on my elbow. “You know, I love you.” My other hand brushed the hairs that lined her beautiful face.
“I know. I love you, too.” Her smile was the most beautiful thing on this planet. I loved being the one to put it on her face.
“I need to ask you something.” She nodded. “You my ol’ lady?”
Her smiled widened, “Yeah, Baby. I am.” I kissed her hard.
“Good, I have something for you.”
12
Harlow
Watching Cruz’s fine ass walk across the room, my body hummed. I loved this man. I loved his loyalty. I loved his honor with the club. I loved how he was such a wonderful dad. I loved how he loved me.
Cruz opened the top drawer of his dresser, pulling out a black leather rag. My heart began pounding in my chest, and it felt hard to breathe. This was it. The one thing I said I’d never do, and now it’s the one thing that I want more than anything.
As he walked back to the bed, I sat up, letting the sheet fall down exposing myself to him. “I had this made for you. Been waiting for you to say it, and since you did, I want you to wear it.”
I tried to hold back the tears, but my vision was becoming blurry. In my world, this was the same as a wedding proposal. This was everything. Cruz held up the vest turning it around to the back. I couldn’t stop the tear that rolled down my cheek as I quickly batted it away.
The back had the top rocker with Ravage written on it, and below that was a large patch that said ‘Property of Cruz.’ I knew that once I put this rag on; I would need to keep myself in order, not letting any of my actions reflect badly on Cruz. I’d been doing my best this last week, but now best wasn’t good enough. I’d need to do better.
Looking up into Cruz’s eyes, I felt the love pouring out of them. “I’d love to,” I said quietly.
“Turn around, Baby.” As I did, I felt the cool leather touch the skin on my back sending tingles throughout my body. Moving my arm out, he placed the rag up one arm and then the other, wrapping it around my body like a glove. “Stand up. Let me see.”
Moving off the bed, I stood in front of him naked, except for the rag, as I slowly turned around giving him a wonderful view of every part of me. “Damn, Baby,” he growled, turning my insides to liquid.
Cruz didn’t give me time to think as he grabbed my ass, hoisting me up in the air, my legs instinctively wrapping around him. Cruz slipped one arm and then the other underneath my knees opening me up to him. As his dick slid inside, he began pumping into me like a piston of an engine as it revved up. Before I could get my bearings, I came hard, but Cruz wasn’t done. His hips continued pushing as I set off again.
I felt my grasp on his neck beginning to break, so I clutched him much tighter. Over and over, he kept sending me into oblivion. When he released inside of me, I held onto him for dear life, never wanting to let this man go.
My entire body was like Jell-O as he laid me down on the bed. I didn’t think I’d be able to move again. Cruz looked down at me lying on my back with his vest on my body. I could feel the pride coming off of him, and I knew I’d never want to disappoint him. I couldn’t. Yawning, my eyes began to droop. “Baby, take a nap, and then me and you are going for a ride.”
I nodded as I curled into a ball, falling into a fast, sated sleep.
Walking into the main part of the clubhouse, I felt like all eyes were on me, well… because they were. Cruz had his arm wrapped around my shoulders leading me through. When the whistles and hollers began, I felt the blush creep into my cheeks, not from embarrassment, but from happiness. No one at that moment could wipe the smile plastered across my face off.
“Let’s see!” Zed’s ol’ lady, Legs, came up to me grinning. As I turned slowly, the noises behind me got louder. “It’s beautiful, girl. I’m so happy for you.”
Turning back around, I wrapped Legs in my arms, hugging her tightly. “Thank you.” Legs got her name because she’s barely five foot tall, a short little thing. That’s how names work around here. Names come about depending on the person. You’re short we name you, Legs. You laugh a lot and are the life of the party; they name you Bubbles.
She pulled away. “We’re going to Bimbo’s tonight. You guys wanna come?” I stood there shocked. I’d never been invited out with them before. Being the club’s kid, I didn’t do those things. Parties, yes, but actually going out with the brothers and sisters? That was new… and thrilling.
“I need to talk to Cruz first.” She smiled knowingly. Bubbles, Becs’ ol’ lady, and Flash, Dagger’s ol’ lady, came up and hugged me, as well. All of these women I’ve known most of my life,
but this was different. It was a different kind of hug. This was a sister’s hug.
“Of course. We’re going around eight.” Nodding, I walked over to Cruz. He smiled down at me, wrapping his arm around me as he pulled me tight into his chest, and he kissed me on the top of my head.
“They invited us to Bimbo’s tonight if you want to go,” I said into his chest smelling the leather and smoke.
“Sure, Babe. Come on, we got some place to be.”
Excitement flooded through me. This would be the first time I rode as Cruz’s ol’ lady.
As the wind whipped all around us, I enjoyed having my arms wrapped around Cruz. Between the smell of him and the rumble between my thighs, I was getting way too turned on.
Being on the back of someone’s bike was something I was still getting used to. After an hour and a half of riding, we stopped to eat and climbed right back on. We were lucky that Ma said she’d watch Cooper all night, so we were really free for a while. But my mind kept reverting to the shit going down in my life, and every time I closed my eyes, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something bad was going to happen.
As we pulled into a park, Cruz killed the bike. Climbing off, we moved over to the picnic benches as I laid my head on his shoulder. “Everything okay, Babe?”
“Sorry. My mind just keeps running. I try to turn it off, but it doesn’t help.”
He wrapped his arm around me as squeezed me tightly to him. “We’ll get it all figured out.”
“What about Mel?” Cruz’s body stiffened at the name, but I didn’t say a word. “She hasn’t signed yet. She can’t have my boy.”
“I was giving her the benefit of the doubt. I don’t know why, but I was. Now …” He trailed off squeezing me as he kissed the top of my head. “I’ll take care of it.”
“What about Babs?”
“That’s club business, Babe.” I nodded, knowing there was no more he could say. I respected that even though I wanted to know.
“I’d like to go back to Studio X full time again. You okay with that?” Asking him wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be. It just came natural.
“Yeah, Baby. You have to have a Prospect with you all the time, though.” I smiled.
“Becs is there a lot.” He stiffened. “It’s okay, Baby. I know you’re just looking out for me. I smoothed it over with Liv. But having him there will help. I’d just need someone to ride with me to and from.”
“Have one of the Prospects.” Nodding, I relaxed into him. I hoped that going back to the studio would allow me to get my mind off of things. Maybe if I did that, I’d be able to see a clearer connection with all of this. “What about Cooper?” he asked.
“I’ll see if Ma can watch him at the shop, and more than likely I won’t be going in till noon, so I’ll be with him until then.”
“I’ll be around a bit, too. We’ve got some runs coming up that will take me away for three or four days at a time, but I’ll do my best.”
“It’s hard being a 24/7 dad, huh?” I said, nudging.
“I didn’t know what to expect. I just always thought he’d be better with Mel. She’s supposed to love him and take care of him. But over the last year, it’s been going downhill.” He held his head down.
“When did you find out she was hitting him?” I wasn’t sure I wanted the answer to that question, but it just fell out of my mouth. Part of me needed to know.
“A few weeks before you got out, I noticed something was up, but didn’t put my finger on it until about a week before you got out. Then when I saw her grab Coop in the clubhouse, I knew she couldn’t be around him anymore.”
“And having me around helped?”
“Of course. It just showed me the mom that Coop needed.” He squeezed tightly.
My heart warmed, not only that Cruz thought I could be the mom that Coop needed but at the prospect of being that person in Coop’s life. I’d never really thought of being a mom. I wasn’t the type to plan out my future or have these expectations. As far as I was concerned, a quick lay, my studio, and the club was all I needed. It’s a bit mind-boggling how much my life has changed.
I go from prison and alone to an ol’ man and a kid in a short period of time, and I wouldn’t change a damn thing.
“You sure you wanna go tonight?”
“Absolutely. It’ll be good for you to get to know the ol’ ladies.”
“You know I’ve known Legs, Bubbles, and Flash for a long time, but this just feels different.”
“It’s cause you’re an ol’ lady, now. It’ll be fine.”
I smiled up at him as he leaned down, kissing me on the lips. I pulled his head tightly against mine, kissing him with everything I had. Before I knew what I was doing, I was straddling him on the picnic table, rocking my body up and down on his hard cock. “The ride get you all worked up, Baby?” he asked against my lips.
“What’d you think?” My hips had a mind of their own as they thrust and thrust. I was so close to coming.
“Take your pants off,” he barked roughly.
Looking around, I had a moment of panic. Here we were out in public for anyone to drive by and see us. My body froze.
“I’m not telling you again. Take them off.” I stared at him feeling my inner thoughts suffocating me. I wanted to make him happy, and I wanted to fuck him. Fuck it.
Hopping off of him, I stripped out of my leathers and boots. Standing before him, the hunger in his eyes took my breath away. He slowly stood enough to unzip his pants and pull his hard cock out. Licking my lips, I wanted him. The sun was bouncing off our skin making the flush I already felt ten times hotter.
“Get up here and ride me baby,” he said pulling my body to him. Not thinking twice, I climbed on, sinking him inside of me in one deep push. Up and down, I rode him as hard as I could in the position we were in. The table bumped my leg repeatedly, but I didn’t utter a single complaint.
Reaching down, I cupped Cruz’s face pulling him to me as I kissed him hard. He broke off the kiss, and I really started my movements using my legs to squat up and down quickly.
Throwing my head back, I felt the waves wanting to wash over me. I couldn’t hold back. I needed to come. “You there, Baby?” I asked him.
“Since when do you ask me that?”
“I just wanna come with you Baby,” I said, grabbing onto his shoulders for more stability.
“Faster,” he growled. Doing as he says, I felt his dick growing more inside of me. I knew it was coming, and I was there ready for him. “Now.” We came together, rasping each other’s names.
With Cruz still fully seated inside me, we tried to catch our breath. With the sun beating down on my naked ass, it pulled me back to the reality of where we were. My head darted up scanning the park. “Relax, Babe.” Pulling out, he smirked. “Get dressed.”
Rushing, I threw my leathers and boots back on, and fixed my braid. Relaxed now, I was ready to ride.
Pulling up to Bimbo’s bar, I couldn’t help a slight nervous flutter in my stomach. This would be my first test as an ol’ lady. Could I keep my temper in check? Could I fit in with these women who have been doing this for years? Could I be a good ol’ lady?
I wanted to. I really wanted to and make Cruz happy.
Walking into the bar, all eyes were on us. I felt them, but kept ahold of Cruz’s hand, following behind him closely. I knew I could defend myself, but this was different. I knew all eyes were on me because I was his ol’ lady.
Cruz led us right over to Zed, Legs, Becs, Bubbles, Dagger, and Flash, who were all sitting around a large table drinking and laughing. As soon as we approached, every single person stood, each one hugging and kissing our cheeks one at a time. The hugs from the women were tight and ultimately warm. The hugs and kisses from the guys were also warm, but each of them whispered in my ear.
Zed, “So glad you’re here.” Becs, “About time you became a patched sister.” Dagger, “You must be what Cruz has been waiting for.” It made me want to cry my eyes o
ut, but I refrained.
After sitting, the waitress came by taking drink orders. I knew I’d only have one or two because there was no way I’d risk being drunk on the back of Cruz’s bike. It’s hard enough driving with another person on the back of your ride, add a drunk woman who’s isn’t thinking straight… not a good combination. Not only that, it would embarrass the shit out of him and me.
Having Cruz next to me, his arm wrapped around the back of my chair with his brothers and sisters was exhilarating. I guessed this was what happiness felt like.
“Brothers, let’s walk,” Zed said, lifting his chin, leaving me with the three other ol’ ladies. Looking around at the table seeing the women I’ve known my whole life, I couldn’t help but see them in a different light. They were my Ma’s friends. Now they are mine, my sisters. Considering I have no sisters and Casey was never around anymore and doesn’t answer my phone calls, I was excited and nervous all wrapped into one.
Legs smiled, patting my hand, “Hey, girl. You doing okay?”
“Yeah, why?”
“You seem off. Not yourself.”
Blowing out a deep breath, “It’s just I’ve known you all my whole life, and this is… different.”
“It’s nothing for you to be scared or nervous about. You’ll just get to see us. Not the moms who run after their kids, but the real us. I think you’ll like what ya see.” Legs laughed, the others following suit.
“I know I’ll like you, I just don’t know if you’ll like me.”
“Oh nonsense, girl.” Bubbles spoke. “We love that you’re feisty and speak your mind. You do that with us, just not with the brothers.” She winked. Now that I’m an ol’ lady, I knew that my mouth was a direct reflection of Cruz, and I’d need to keep myself together.
“We’re all a bit crazy in our own ways. You’ll learn soon enough, Princess,” Flash said, pushing her long blonde hair to her back. Her green eyes were covered in a smoky eye shadow, making them pop in a very sultry way.
