Boomer (A Steele Riders MC Book 1)

by C. M. Steele

  He jumps out of the truck and runs around the front to help me out. I’ve never been in this big beast, but I know it’s one of his work trucks. “I can walk.”

  “You can, but right now, I don’t want to put you down. We have the whole weekend to spend together and fuck if I can’t wait to touch you.”

  “We have Monday, too. It’s Labor Day. School doesn’t start until Tuesday.”

  “I still have to work, but I’m only going in for half a day. The rest is going to be spent inside you,” he promises, kissing me again.

  He doesn't hesitate and takes me straight to the bedroom. With a light toss, I land on the bed. He follows me down, his mouth crashing on mine. Moans escape me as his hands roam my thighs, going back to where they were at the club. My panties are completely soaked. I need him this instant like I need to breathe. He grabs my hips, squeezing them roughly with his hard, calloused hands. Every inch of me feels alive and needy. I tug on his shirt, lifting it over his head before throwing it on the floor. A low growl emanates from deep in his chest as I run my fingers through every ripple of muscle I can. "I need you naked," he grunts. Immediately my hands are pinned above my head with one of his. His mouth is on my neck and his left hand slips between my legs. He moves his head, nudging my top down with his chin. One of my breasts pops out and he wastes no time wrapping his lips around my hard peak. I'm a mess and doing all I can to search for relief.

  "Calm down, Tigress," he says looking at me with those sexy eyes and knowing smile.

  “I need you, Garrett. Please.”

  “That's it, baby. I want to hear all your pleading cries. I want to hear you call my name while I make you come. Who do you belong to?” he asks, thrusting his hips into my core.

  “You, Garrett.” He lets go of my wrists, running the back of his hand down my arm, slowly and deliberately, making me shiver.

  “The way you say my name is so fucking sexy. I don’t want you to call me Boomer anymore.”

  “Are you sure?” I whisper, looking up at him. He nods, then proceeds to kiss his way downward. Suddenly, with his body straddling mine, he grabs the top of my blouse and tears it off me, ripping it completely in half. I gasp in surprise, but he looks down at me with a so what expression. “You’ll never get to wear that again,” he grunts, lowering his head and taking my nipple into his mouth. I arch and clench my thighs. He pushes them apart and rests his legs between them as he kisses me. My hands move all over his large body. I can’t believe this is happening. I want him naked too, doing things to me until I’m falling apart.

  “I’m going to take every inch of you and make it mine, permanently. Every orgasm will belong to me, every moan for my ears alone. I’m going to fuck my kid into you. Birth control or not, I’ll do my damnedest to fill you up with every drop of cum.”

  I’m nearly on the verge of coming already. He moves, sliding between my legs, taking my panties off delicately as if treasuring the reveal. “Perfection,” he whispers, licking his lips before dropping his head. I feel his breath tickle my clit before his tongue touches it. I jump, shocked by the new feelings, but he holds me down and continues to eat me out. Every lick and thrust makes it so hard to stay still. He growls, throwing my legs over his shoulders, working my clit with his thumb while thrusting his tongue and one finger into my pussy. He growls, “Fuck, I could eat you up all night.” And he does, for the next two orgasms. I’m panting, barely hanging on. I’ve never come like that before. He takes off the rest of his clothes, then hops on the bed. His large cock bobs while he moves back between my legs. I breathe in and relax, it’s going to hurt, but I want it more than anything else.

  He rubs the head along my drenched entrance, beads of cum leaving a stringy trail on my mound. I spontaneously reach down and wipe it with my finger, then lick it off. I can’t wait for my turn to satisfy him. “Fuck, Tigress, you can milk me with those lips another time.” He doesn’t warn me before he pushes his cock inside. I feel the pressure and stretching from his entrance, but surprisingly the pain isn’t as bad as I expected. He leans back, sitting on his calves with his cock almost all the way out of me. I rest on my elbows and watch as he slides into me again. His length is covered in my juices and I can see how hard he is. I’m clenching around his dick. The sounds of his moans cause my pussy to throb. I can’t believe another orgasm is around the corner. He drops down, resting his palms on the sides of my shoulders then begins his penetrating assault on my womb, thrusting his huge cock as deep as possible. I wrap my legs around his waist and hold on for the ride. My walls are pulsating and the moment he kisses me, it’s all over. I come, screaming his name while he shouts out mine.

  He falls onto me, but he’s supporting most of his weight. I slide my arms around his shoulders then into his hair. “Wow, that was incredible,” I whisper against his lips before he closes the distance and kisses me roughly and passionately.

  Chapter 17

  Boomer

  I hate having to leave her ass in bed, completely naked, but it’s Monday, and I have a lot of work to do. The hardest part of re-establishing this town is the number of hours I put in to keep it functioning. It’s a freaking bank holiday, but I still have to go in. Every few months, I’ll hire more people for each place. With a population of five thousand, a lot of jobs are filled and the need for more positions continues to grow. Today, I have to go to the grocery store to meet with the managers. I wonder if Crystal wants to go with me. I jump in the shower, washing away her scent, which pisses me off. I want to feel her on me all damn day. But it’s time for work, and I don’t want anyone to smell her. She’s mine and only mine. When I get out she’s missing in action. Wrapped only in my towel, I run around looking for her.

  “Crystal,” I call out. I have a fucked up feeling she ducked out on me.

  “Wow, relax Boomer. Damn, that is a sexy sight I could get used to,” she says, holding a cup of coffee in her hand while pausing to ogle me. My dick jerks under the towel and there’s no doubt she saw it. It’s got a mind of its own right now. Staring at her in one of my shirts that barely hits mid-thigh, I’m hard as hell.

  “I thought you left,” I admit, unafraid of the truth.

  “Considering I have no urge to go out in a storm, I’ll pass.” She points to the front window. She’s right; it’s raining. “Do you want some coffee?” she asks.

  “Sure. I’ll get dressed and be down in ten minutes.”

  She goes to walk back, then stops me. “What do you want in it?”

  “Black with two teaspoons of sugar, please,” I tell her.

  The grocery store is packed when I get there, but Mitchell sees me right away. “Good morning, Mr. Steele. We can have our meeting in the back so you can see if everything is to your liking,” he states, his nervous persona around me is a little annoying. I know I’m intimidating and well, I and my club own all these places, but I’ve never given him the impression I’d fire him. "Yeah you know, Mitchell, I'm just trying to make sure it’s running smoothly."

  "Actually, it really is. Our profits are up and we can hire three more employees and still stay above the red," he answers enthusiastically as we make our way toward the back room. "That's great to hear. Any problems?"

  "Not any per se, but I've noticed some suspicious characters around here lately,” he says in a whisper.

  "You ain't talking about me, are you?" Wrench asks, standing behind me. Mitchell jumps out of his damn skin and I’m laughing like an ass. Wrench fixes the forklifts here when I need it. He’s the owner of the one mechanic shop in town. His crew is varied and build custom bikes for us as well. I’ve known him since I first joined Special Forces. We worked as a team and he’s one of the founding members of the town and club.

  "Hey, Wrench, what brings you in here right now?” I look at my watch and it’s only nine in the morning. He’s usually busy in the shop. And with the fire last week, I wonder if something else happened. “Looking for the future Mrs. West?”

  “What?” He didn’t leave th
e shop for anything but more work. This is something new. Maybe he found the one like I did and is going to haul her ass out of here.

  “My mother asked me to pick up some things from the store. I know it’s because her ass wants me to find someone. She thinks I swing the other way. I tried to argue with the woman that when I find her, I’ll know, but you know she’s hard of hearing.”

  “I hear just fine, young man,” she says, standing behind him.

  “You know, what’s the point of sending me to the store when you show up anyway?”

  “Boy, I told you to forget it, Greg gave me a ride.” Her sight is slipping, so she doesn’t drive on sunny days or at night. We help her out, but she can be a handful. Greg is her neighbor and one of the prospects. He wants in. He may get there, but it’s not something we just let happen. They have to prove their worth.

  “Well, I’ll drive you back after I pay for your groceries.”

  “Nonsense, Greg will take me. You can walk with me though. I never get to see you.” He cocks his brow at her because they see each other almost every day.

  “Fine. Boomer, the rides you requested will be ready on Friday.”

  “Thanks.” He leaves with his mom who gives me a kiss on the cheek. I turn back to Mitchell and lead him through the stockroom doors. “Sorry about that. What were you saying about these people?” I ask. It’s not something I could forget. The Riders were the suspicious characters around here. Everyone else lives like modern day, Mayberry residents.

  “They look like the city folks that deal and use drugs.”

  “Oh really? Is it the style of clothes, or did you see something going on here?” I wonder if these were the guys that had threatened that Derek kid who started the fire. I kind of hope they are one in the same. Because if not, that means we have more trouble coming around.

  “I didn’t see a transaction, but they were up to no good.”

  “I’ll have Law look into it with his deputies. I hope it’s not hard drugs.” I don’t want any illegal drugs around, but we have a major heroin ring not too far from here. And if they come in here and spread their junk this town will crumble. I’m not willing to allow that to happen. Cyber can pull the security footage later. I don’t want anyone else in on our assumptions.

  “I thought you should know. I don’t know who they are or if they’re just passing through.”

  “Thanks for the heads up. If you see them again call me and I’ll deal with it.” We continue going over some of the information. Just because I own the place doesn’t mean I deal with all the numbers and shit. I leave that to the accountants and managers. If there’s any issue they contact me. I’m more concerned about the viability. With the population growing, we need to make sure it’s all running smoothly.

  “Thanks for taking the time for me today, Mitchell. I’m off to my next meeting. Take in a few applications. I’m sure someone could use a job around here.”

  “I will. Have a good day, sir.” I walk out and head to the local movie theater. It’s not large, but it saves time to go there. When I enter, my next manager, Sammie is waiting for me. She’s been working here for two years and has done an excellent job of making it a success. She’s Doc’s little sister. Doc’s constantly reminding me that Sammie isn’t welcome at our parties. We don’t get out of hand, but hell if he wants anyone hitting on her. He’s liable to send someone to the hospital. That’s the way I am with Morgan, but I’m the Pres. People know better.

  I call Cyber. “Hey, can you pull the store footage this week? Some punks have been in there and I want to know if Derek can ID them.”

  “Sure thing. I’ll get back to you as soon as I can,” he says. I can tell he’s distracted while talking to me. It’s normally that way because he’s on his computer working at the same time. He’s the definition of a multitasker.

  “I’m taking Crystal to the clubhouse. She needs a proper tour,” I inform him. He’s got his own section of the clubhouse where he works on his tech shit.

  “Are we still meeting today?” he asks, typing away.

  “Yes, I want everyone there by six. I’m having dinner brought in.”

  “Fucking hell yeah. I’m starving. I’ve been working on the footage for the pizza place and it’s not going well. By the way, Corey hasn’t been seen by anyone. And his sister called your girl. I don’t know if she told you, but they tried to trace her location.”

  “What? How?”

  “It’s not that hard, but they still can get it. They were trying to pinpoint it, but all they have to do is hack into the system and pull the cell tower info.”

  “Well, if they try to come after her, they’ll be met by a shitload of lead.” I end the call as I pull into my property. Crystal is sitting on the porch looking pretty in a pair of jeans and a pink hoodie. She smiles at me and I can’t help but return it. Before I know it, she runs down the stairs and jumps into my arms. She wraps her legs around my waist and kisses me.

  “Fuck, Tigress. I could get used to this homecoming.”

  “I love what you did!” she says, kissing my face. I hadn’t done anything but screw her and go to work.

  “What did I do, baby?”

  “You paid for my family to come visit.” Fuck, I didn’t do that.

  “Are you sure?” The excitement’s gone and I’m hurrying her into the house.

  My phone rings at the same time. “Cyber, what’s going on?”

  “Airline tickets were paid by Santos for Crystal’s parents and sister.”

  “Are you shitting me?”

  “When do they arrive?”

  “In an hour in Dallas.”

  “Okay. Get a team here to watch her. I’ll meet them at the airport with Beast.” I hang up and run in the house to put on a suit. Beast being a lawyer, he’s always wearing one.

  “Garrett, what’s going on?” I put up a finger for her to give me a moment as I call him.

  “Beast, meet me at the airport with a sign that says, “Mr. and Mrs. Miller and Sophia.”

  “Okay, what’s going down?”

  “Santos is waiting to kidnap Crystal’s family.”

  “I’ll be there.”

  Crystal starts falling apart. “I’m going with you.”

  “No, you’re not. I promise we’ll come back with them, but it’s not safe. And I’m not going to risk it.” I slip on a suit as fast as I can. I had the jacket and shirt on so that saved me time, but I had to put boots on and nice slacks. Two truckloads show up as I come down the stairs. It’s Doc, Blade, Mick, Law, Wrench, and a host of prospects.

  “I’ve got to go, baby.”

  “Cyber filled us in. I’m going with you,” Doc says. “You might need me.”

  “Let’s ride. We have less than an hour to get there and to the proper spot.” I turn to my woman and kiss her hard. Then pull away. “Protect her.” They nod, and we head out.

  The drive takes about forty minutes. In this traffic, fifty. The guns are already in place, but I’ve got other shit hidden in certain compartments. We get there and Beast is waiting in the baggage section. He winks, flipping the sign. We look around for anyone that’s there to pick up the Millers. Then I see the guys. They have a similar sign, but they don’t know I’m here. I know she hasn’t told them about me, but I know about all of them. I see the daughter coming out first. I step up and greet her, so they can’t see her. She’s short like Crystal but blonde with blue eyes. “Hello, I’m Garrett Steele. Follow me please.”

  “Where’s Crystal?”

  “Do me a favor and be quiet for two minutes.”

  The crowd is large enough that they don’t notice them. We leave without their luggage because Beast will grab it along with his own driver. Doc is waiting in the driver seat. “What’s going on?” They ask, getting into the car.

  My phone rings. “Hey,” I say.

  “I’ve got the bags. They’re still looking around for them.”

  “Good, get out of there before they see you,” I say before ending the c
all.

  “What’s going on?” Mr. Miller roars. I turn and give him a be quiet look.

  “Relax. You were going to be abducted by someone that has it in for Crystal and me. They don’t know you left with us. We need to get you to safety first.”

  “How do we know you aren’t kidnapping us?” I want to tell him because I was planning to spend my afternoon buried balls deep in his daughter.

  “Hold the fuck up.” I take my phone and call Crystal, hitting the speaker button.

  “Garrett, what’s happening?” she asks frantically.

  “I’ve got your parents and sister. We’re on our way home.”

  “Thank God. Please be safe.”

  “Say, hi, Tigress,” I tell her.

  “Mom, Dad, Soph, I’m so sorry,” she sobs.

  “It’s okay, baby girl. We’ll see you soon.”

  “Tigress, stay inside. And stay away from the tablet.”

  “Fuck you, ass.”

  “I love you, too.” I hang up, hoping there’s no awkward silence. I love her and that’s without a doubt. Whether she’s there with me, it doesn’t matter. We’re in this together.

  “Doc, go past our exit to the other one and go around. I want more protection. They may be waiting just in case,” I tell him, looking through the mirrors. “Yeah,” I say when Beast calls.

  “They are onto you. I’ve got some of the prospects meeting us at the club. Jackson’s riding in, too, but man, they’re ready for war.”

  “All that matters is keeping my woman safe. Where’s Morgan?”

  “Mick’s got her. She’s at your place, too,” Jackson says.

  “Good. They’ve fucked with the wrong people.”

  “They sure have, Pres.”

  “We’re on it, bro,” Jackson says, which means Beast had it on speaker. We’re less than a mile from the club on the edge of my city limits. These bastards fucked up because they’re in my territory now.