by C. M. Steele
I press my hands to his bare chest, making him growl. He leans me back, placing my hands on the counter for support, while he moves to take off my pants. Something about the way he’s controlling me makes me crave more. He stands back up and in one motion takes me hard. He pumps into me as I thrust my hips up. We fuck fast and rough. His mouth crashes onto mine as we both come. He doesn’t pull out as he takes me into the shower. His cock is still hard and deep within me. The warm spray only heats up my desire even more and he’s with me. He slams me against the shower wall and fucks me slower this time. His mouth is sucking on my neck, he bites my shoulder, then teases my nipples. We rock back and forth until we’re completely undone. I could live like this. He helps me wash up, scrubbing me from head to toe, then I return the favor, taking him into my mouth. I can’t help it. Something about the smooth yet hard feel calls to me. I want to please him. He slowly fucks my mouth, but decides to stop before he comes, then releases his load all over my chest, rubbing it in and marking his territory. I wash it off as he steps out of the shower. “You’re not going to help me wash again?”
“No woman, the water’s getting cold and that mouth of your is a wicked temptress. I’ll be waiting for you. Hurry up.” I watch him dry off then step into our bedroom. He returns as I grab a towel and helps me dry off before sliding one of his shirts over my head.
It’s a Steele Demolition shirt. “That’s sexy.”
“I love my name on you. Fuck, it’s getting me hard all over again.” Then I think about how fun it would be to sneak around and have sex wherever we land. He’s turned me into a freak in such a short time.
“I’m too tired to even brush my hair.”
“I’ve got it,” he offers. We sit on the edge of the bed and I hope he doesn’t pull my hair out. He doesn’t. In fact, he’s nothing but gentle, then he does a braid. I saw Fifty Shades and I wonder if he’s done this with other women. Of all the things we’ve done this to me seems so much more personal all of a sudden.
“Color me surprised. I didn’t know you could braid hair,” I remark, hoping he’ll elaborate.
“Well, you know about my parents. I had to help take care of Morgan. She loved her hair in a braid when she was little. My mother made me learn so she wouldn’t have to do it anymore.” He kisses my forehead, then adds, “I’ve never done that before for any other woman.” I blush because I’m embarrassed at how jealous I am. There are few firsts with him. It’s nice to know that I’m the only partner he did that with.
He rolls back the covers, then lays down. “Come hither, woman. It’s time for you to rest. We have a big day tomorrow.” I snuggle my head into his chest and fall asleep quicker than I thought possible. I’m a very happy woman.
Chapter 21
Boomer
My woman falls asleep in my arms after being thoroughly fucked and loved. I’m glad she’s not that loud or her parents might have heard us. Or maybe it’s just the way it felt. Every time we’re together it’s so animalistic that I lose all sense of calm. I’m wild and she comes along with me.
“I’ll be back,” I whisper into her ear. She murmurs a quiet, “I love you,” and now I don’t want to get up. But I have to because Church is a must. I’m out of the house in ten minutes, everything locked up tight and secure. I can get there faster on my bike, but it’s late and I don’t want to wake Crystal or her family.
I use the new codes that Cyber gave me and pull into my spot. Everyone’s in the main chill area having a drink. “Hey, the family man has finally made it.”
“Fuck off, bro,” I tell Jackson. “Okay, let’s go in the room because there’s a lot to talk about and I want your input.”
We walk in and everyone takes their seats but me. “Here’s the thing. I got a call from Santos today. I’ve made a compromise in good faith with him. He doesn’t want anything to pop off any more than we do. It seems that he wants that bastard knocked off and wants no part of his problems. He says the only reason he doesn’t do it himself is because of his wife. Speaking of, I’m getting married.”
The boys roar, hooting and hollering like fools. I raise my hand and they silence their asses up. “Thanks. We’re getting married in Vegas this weekend. I picked up her cut this morning. She’s the first old lady in the group.” They cheer again. “Now that I got that out of my system, back to Santos. He asked that we squash this. He’s ticked off about the loss of men, but it’s not our fault, so he’s not looking for any retaliation. However, if we attack any of his guys other than the fuck and his dad, we’ll be at war. Any opinions, questions?”
“Do you think he’s telling the truth?”
“Yes. He was eager to make the deal which means he’s not looking for more trouble. On the other hand, he did inform me that there’s a Colombian drug trafficking organization searching for new users and they’ve been in our area.”
“So, you think the shop was them?”
“I think so. He didn’t give names, and I didn’t ask. I don’t want to owe the guy any favors. Cyber can you look into it and find out who’s a major drug dealer from Colombia. More than likely they have records to back up the activity.”
“Can do. That’s something I can probably narrow down by afternoon.”
“Anything I need to be made aware of?” It’s always something I ask. When we first started the club, it was necessary. Now, my men will tell me anything I need to know.
“Are we lessening the security?”
“I don’t really want prospects around my wife, but I think keeping a couple on and rotating would be good.”
“Now, my sister has talked about opening a coffee shop in the area. I will be backing her, but I’ll need you all to help if you can with the build. She needs to do something and apparently, college wasn’t for her.”
“It wasn’t for most of us,” Mick says. I’m getting the feeling he’s interested in my sister.
“Is that it, men?” I ask, wanting to get out of here, so I can go home and hold my woman. When they nod, I call out, “Amen,” and the men repeat it, signaling the end of another session.
“Boomer,” Doc says, walking up to me as everyone else files out.
“Yeah, what’s up, Doc?” I ask. I can see the way he’s nervously rocking on his heels.
“How’s Sophia?” he blurts out.
I smile because he’s a mess and I get it having recently been there. “She’s good. What’s really on your mind?”
“Nothing. Just wondering if she’s comfortable being in the house.”
“You act like she’s used to living outside. Why don’t you come out and say it? You want to protect her, and hate doing it from a distance. I feel you,” I tell him. Doc agrees with me given the current climate. “She’s safe at the house. You can visit when you have time. Now, I’ve got to go.” I clap him on the back and leave for the night.
Even with Santos’s promise, relief doesn’t hit me. There’s tons of danger. We have drug dealers looking to start some shit. While one threat is out of the way, another is lurking, waiting to attack. Since we have no idea who they are or where they’re at, we can’t hunt them down. We’ll have to wait until they return. It’s fucked up, but they’ll be coming around soon. I’ve got no doubt about that shit.
I leave the area, keeping aware of my surroundings. It pisses me off that I’m looking over my shoulder in my town. Fuck that noise. This is going to end. I need to dig a little deeper. We’re still waiting to run all the backgrounds on the people who stopped at the pizza place over the past two weeks. With the attack on Crystal and the abduction attempt on the Millers, we’ve put our focus on those searches. Now it’s time to up our game.
Chapter 22
Crystal
He’s gone again. I wake up and know he’s at the club. He’s dealing with matters I’m not allowed to be involved in and I get it. I’ve never been so frightened. I stand to use the washroom, then find that he’s home when I return. I run up to him and jump into his arms.
“That�
�s the kind of welcome I love to see,” he remarks, squeezing my ass. I can’t get enough of this man. “I missed you, too,” he laughs as I kiss his neck.
“Make love to me, Garrett,” I tell him. He doesn’t hesitate and carries me to bed. Taking my nightgown off and tossing it to the side. I don’t have any panties on and he growls when he notices.
“I figured why bother.” He smiles sinisterly, taking off his shirt, then drops down between my thighs.
“Lie back and be quiet. If you cry out, I’m going to have to stop,” he warns me. He’s challenging me, and I don’t think I’m up to it. His mouth latches onto my pussy and I jump as he sucks on my clit. I’m doing all I can not to scream, but he slips a finger in each hole. I’m about to come instantly. He stops and shakes his head. “I warned you. Now I need to give you something to be quiet.” He stands and takes off his tightly stretched jeans right in that sexy place. His cock pops free, already coated with some cum. I naturally part my mouth as he straddles me, sliding his cock between my breasts. He does this, letting his cock hit my lips in the process. One thrust forward I suck in the tip and he freezes, releasing a deep, guttural moan.
He stops me and pulls back, then with one thrust shoves his cock into me. I gasp, and his mouth comes down on mine. “We can’t be too loud,” he mutters, rutting into me. We come together, our mouths capturing our cries. After our momentous high, I feel the touch of metal to my finger. I lift my hand to see a stunning diamond ring.
“Marry me?”
“Yes,” I cry, kissing him frantically. I stare at the ring for a moment longer before he moves to his back and tugs me on top of him. My heart is so full that sleep comes easy.
Chapter 23
Boomer
I miss her like fucking crazy. I had to work late, so Crystal’s being picked up by Law. No one better to give you a ride home than our local sheriff. I haven’t given her the cut I had made yet. I don’t know if she’ll like it, but I’ll find out soon. She’s very particular about her clothes, so the way I had it done should be pretty for her.
My truck phone rings, “Hello?”
“Hey, this is Mr. Miller.” Shit, what can he want?
“How can I help you, sir?” I ask, driving to the house.
“I wanted to know if you had any information on that little shit yet?” he whispers. I wonder where the women are. That would be the only reason I can see him doing that.
“Not yet. My guys are working on it. The second we do, I’ll let you know,” I placate him. I don’t want anyone else involved. The more people aware, the greater the risk of discovery.
“I want in on it. I’m not kidding. I don’t want my wife or daughters to know, but I want to kill him. You may be taking my place as her protector, but she’s my little girl and he crossed the line.” He sold me on it. I see only red, just considering what could happen. That’s his daughter. One day, I’ll be a dad and I’ll gut a motherfucker for trying to hurt my girl.
“Understood. This is just between us,” I reassure him.
“You haven’t said anything to your sons, right?” I know they’ll need to know something, but the finer details need to be left out. I’ll be meeting them Friday night. They can grill me then.
I pull up to the house as soon as I get off the phone with her dad. Crystal runs down the stairs to greet me and although I love it, it’s not safe. The fucktard is still out there, and so are the potential drug dealers that have been prowling my neck of the woods. That’s another thing I need more information on the surveillance of. Cyber will let me know, but unfortunately, it’s just a waiting game, then trying to name them. It’s fine and dandy if we find them, but it won’t be enough because we’ll need to know who they are. And the cameras are good, but they can’t reach around to focus on their faces.
“I missed you, too, baby.”
“Sorry, I just love this,” she squeals. It takes me a second to realize she’s wearing the cut. It says Property of Boomer. Underneath that is Tigress.
“Shit, I forgot to hide it,” I’d been in a hurry this morning and forgot I left it in the truck they used to take her to and from work.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to presume. I guess I should have waited until you were ready to give it to me. I forget it means more than just a present.” She tenses and lets go of my waist. I put her legs right back.
“No woman, if I had a chance, you would have had it the same night we met. You have no idea how much I want the world to know you’re mine. I just got it yesterday from the tailor and I didn’t know when to give it to you. I didn’t want you to think it’s only because we’re getting married. You’re mine and I want everyone to know it. I want to punch any guy that looks at you, but since they should always respect your ass, I can’t have them ignoring you.”
“You are so wonderful. Even if you are a bit of a caveman.”
“I’m a complete caveman. Just because I don’t say it, doesn’t mean I’m not thinking it. My men have been warned to treat you like they would their mothers. Any deviation will get them popped in the mouth.”
“Yep, caveman. I love you,” she concedes.
“Good, now let’s go inside. We may not have a problem with Santos himself, but that little bitch is still out and about.”
“Sorry, I guess since the place is fortified, I didn’t even consider anything could happen.”
“No, don’t be sorry. It’s my job to make sure you feel safe.” I close my lips around hers, kissing her as I carry her up the front steps and in the house. I let her go because I’m not trying to piss off her father.
“We’re almost done cooking. I have to set the table,” she says, turning around and sauntering away. Then I see how fucking sexy the cut looks. Thoughts of her wearing just that as I take her from behind run through my mind. Property of Boomer for sure.
“I’m going to wash up,” I tell her.
“Okay,” she calls out, walking into the kitchen. I run upstairs and clean up. I worked hands-on with a lot of explosives today. What I need to do is get a hold of my firecracker. I want to set her off over and over again. Damn, I have to get her parents out of my house. We leave tomorrow for Vegas. We haven’t publicized it to keep them from attacking the house.
My guys will still be doing rotations and monitoring it though. I barely get down to the kitchen when my phone rings. “What’s up, Blade?”
“We have a lovely little present for you at the clubhouse. In fact, there’s two of them. They were planning to surprise you first. Gabe spotted them in town and called us. Do you want us to get started or should we celebrate as one?”
“As one. I’ll be there in forty-five minutes. I’m about to sit down for dinner. Chill out and we’ll have another session soon.”
“Works for me. You know, letting it breathe makes it better,” he adds, chuckling on the other end. I finish the call, then turn to see my girl with her hands on her hips.
“So, you need to go with the guys? They want you to play pool?” she asks, her eyes smiling at me. That’s not what I was expecting from her.
“That’s exactly what I need to do, but I want dinner with my family first,” I answer, pulling her into my arms.
“Good, kiss me before my dad walks in.” I do just that but then there’s a cough.
“Oh hi, Daddy. You know Garrett’s going to the clubhouse after dinner to knock some balls around. You want to go with?” she asks with a smirk. My woman is just too much. I need to marry her right away.
He looks right at me and knows what she’s referring to. “When I was a young guy, I used to play a lot.”
“Great. So, let’s eat. I didn’t spend all this time watching mom cook for it to get cold.” I shake my head and follow her in.
We all sit down in the kitchen because I don’t have a table. “You know, Garrett dear, you need to get a dining room set. You have this massive home and we’re all huddled in the kitchen.”
“Yes, ma’am. I’m waiting for Crystal to pick one out. I
want her to decorate as she pleases,” I remark, then lift Crystal’s hand to my lips and kiss it. Her mom and sister gush over it.
“He’s full of it. He just never had time to decorate so he’s leaving it to me.”
“It’s better than him hiring some greedy interior broad who’ll try to take your place,” Sophia tells her.
“No one could. I made a spot in my life for her. I hadn’t thought about finding anyone before then. She’s given me hope for a future that I didn’t even know I wanted.”
“Boomer, can you stop? I’m trying to eat,” her father says.
“Dan, you can be a real ass. At least the guy loves her. You know, he could be a total douche and she’d still worship his every move. I personally think it’s sweet.”
“Woman, you’ll get it when I return.”
“Promises, promises.”
“Yes, sugar. I’m going to show you,” he says. And like that both Crystal and her mom are now blushing terribly.
“I don’t know which of you is worse,” Sophia grumbles.
“That cute doctor is going to change your tune.” Sophia blushes and like a fucking chick, I want to text the fool and let him know.
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“You touched my daughter,” Dan says, not asking. He decks Corey in the face. Then turns to Corey’s father and says, “You came after me and my family.” He drops his knee on the guys nuts, squishing them to the chair. The older druggie screams out like a little pussy. “You are a little bitch.”
Blade comes around, twirling a four-inch finger blade. His knife work is second to none. He even has his own bladesmithing forge. He goes to work, nicking the father. Corey’s mine though. He tried to take what belonged to me.
