“I can’t sit tight waiting for her to fucking come back. What if she’s in danger at Haven? How the fuck are we going to help her?” Speed squinted his eyes at me and Stroker’s eyebrows knitted together. I wasn’t in the mood to be rational. I had my own issues with Carly and now it seemed I was going let those rule me. Not only was I jonesing over Carly, I could say almost positively that when Speed knew what I wanted from her, he’d feel like he’d need to stand between her and I out of a misguided brotherly duty. He’d learn quickly enough that I would take what he had to dish out if he felt the need, but I also inwardly smiled that Carly wouldn’t let him play protector because she had enough in herself to handle things on her own.
“Crusher, I’ve watched that girl since she arrived as barely an adult. She and Sami never caused any problems around here. I think no matter where she is, she can handle anything she comes up against. She…” Stroker’s words were paused as the door flew open and bounced against the wall, causing everyone to look who dared to bust into the Prez’s office.
“What the fu…” was spoke from several and immediately cutoff when they saw who it was. Ally walked in like she owned the place, her little hand holding her momma’s phone to her ear, eyes taking in everyone in the room as she chattered away to whomever was on the other end of the call. I waited to see how my dad was going to handle this because I’d done the same thing about her age and it had quickly been taken care of with a stern yelling and me put in my place. But since Ally hadn’t lived around club life, it would be interesting to see how it would be handled.
“Ally?” Stroker got her attention though she never missed a beat in talking. “No one is to come in my office without knoc—” he stopped before finishing his sentence and I’m sure it was because of Ally’s action. I know it was why I bit the inside of mouth and why the others either lowered their heads to hide or covered their mouths to keep from bursting out laughing also, when Ally’s hand, that was currently not holding the phone, raised up and was held palm out in the ‘hold on a minute’ action as she continued her conversation.
“When you coming to visit me at my daddy’s house, Papa? You gots to see my bed.” Her question at least informed us who she was talking with as she headed toward Sami. “Yep, she’s right here. Yep, I’ve beens good. ‘K, bye, Papa. Loves ya toos.” Ally handed the phone to Sami as we all listened.
“Hey, Dad? Yeah, did she tell you why? Uh, huh, okay? Sure. Alright. Talk with you later, Dad. Love you too. I will.” Sami chuckled at the last comment and hung up, then looked at Speed while she talked, “Carly is staying at my dad’s, she told him she was staying there a few days and asked if he was cool with that. He thinks she just needs some time to process it.” To say I was happy about her being at Haven would have been a lie. They were still unsure if they’d weeded out everyone affiliated with Stone’s attempt of taking over.
“I could go to Haven and stay until she is ready to come back.” The thought came out of my mouth before I could stop it and Stroker, Speed, and Sami just stared at me. But leave it to the youngest to question.
“Why?” Ally looked at me with her eyebrows scrunched together, and her question miraculously brought everyone’s attention aimed toward me.
“Yeah, Crusher, why?” Sami looked up at Speed, her eyebrow raised in question, if I had to guess it was because of his tone when he asked the question. When he looked down at her, she shook her head, rolled her eyes, and grabbed Ally’s hand.
“Come on, Ally. Let’s leave the men so they can have their discussion. We are going to have one of our own about barging into the Prez’s office without knocking.” Sami turned to Speed, “We’re going to the house to finish putting things away. Play nice, it will work out.” Speed bent down and kissed Sami, then kissed his daughter’s forehead. I watched with the others and wondered if the same thing went through their minds—how Black Hawk was changing.
“I’ll see you at the house. And, sweetheart, you roll those eyes at me again, I am going to spank your ass.”
“I can show you how to get it a nice shade, Speed.” Flirt’s words had Speed’s head jerking in his direction.
“Don’t make me whip your ass in this office.” When Speed stepped toward Flirt, Flirt stood. Fuck me, I did not want to break up a fight. The other brothers stood, well except the dads who still sat in their chairs shaking their heads.
“Daddy?” Christ, it was like we forgot the room held a little girl who was watching each of us, but her one word had stopped Speed in his tracks as he faced her.
“What, baby girl?” I watched his face lose every sign of his previous mad when he looked at his daughter.
“Ass is a bad word. Momma said we can’t say that.” A pin could have been heard hitting the floor.
“Okay, baby girl, so noted.”
“So, is Momma still going to get a spanking?”
“Not until you go to bed,” was said on a cough. I wasn’t sure who said it until I saw Preacher smack Devil in the chest.
“Shut up, dic…” Speed caught himself before presumably calling Devil a dickhead and turned back to Ally.
“Can we talk about this after I come home, baby?” Yeah, he was dodging, hoping she’d forget by the time he got there, but Spider didn’t forget much from what I’d seen.
“Yep, but if you have to spanks Momma, don’t make her cry. I don’t like when Momma cries.”
Sami looked at Speed and by the shade of red her face turned she heard Coast as he tried to whisper under his breath but it hadn’t helped, “She won’t cry if he does it right.”
Damn, we weren’t going to get anything accomplished by the look on Speed’s face as he turned in Coast’s direction.
“See you at the house,” Speed said and didn’t take his eyes off Coast. Sami turned with Ally toward the door. Nothing was said as we waited for them to leave the office. As they moved to the door Ally whispered none too quietly, “Momma, I don’t like spankings, do you?” I watched the others’ faces and each held a strained expression.
“Ally, we will talk at home.”
“And what’s a prezzz’s office, Momma? I opened Papa Stroker’s door,” Ally continued to talk as Sami dragged her through the door. When the latch clicked, the room filled with laughter.
Speed was the first to recover, “Crusher, going to answer why you would want to travel to Haven?”
“Especially since what I’ve witnessed, you and the deputy can barely be in the same room together without ripping into each other. Russ?” Even in the Prez’s office when I was called by my given name by him, it meant my dad was inquiring, not the president of the club expecting a member to answer. I often wondered how he was able to juggle the two jobs; he’d done them both without ever faltering. A boy couldn’t have asked for a better man to be his father. I was the man I was today because of him.
That’s why I wouldn’t make a rash decision over going after Carly. I knew I couldn’t go to Haven territory but I could fill the time while I waited for her to return working out what the hell was going on so we could keep her safe here.
“Let’s get down to business and talk out what we know so far, then what we need to find out to obtain the answers. Something more is there, we just need all the pieces.” Everyone nodded and started discussing what we knew. I felt Stroker’s gaze on me and I looked down at him, he smiled and winked.
“You heard the man, let’s get to it,” Stroker said, then turned toward the others to join the discussion. It felt good to know the man I admired most in this world seemed to hold complete faith in me. I moved to take a seat with the others, nothing but time until Carly came back.
Chapter Four
Carly
The hotel room door closed and the man wasted no time advancing on me. We’d sat in the bar and had a few drinks, laughing and talking about nothing important. His dark brown hair was cut short, making me think of military. I’d asked and he’d told me he’d just gotten out.
“Been back about a month,”
he said and ran his hand over his hair, “so used to keeping it short, don’t know if I’m going to be able to let it grow too long. I’d like it to be long enough for a woman to hold onto while I ride her.” He took a drink of his beer and I stared at him. He turned, smiled, and winked and I’d known then I was in trouble. He seemed easygoing and talked to me, not at me. When I was talking, I had his full attention—he didn’t look around as though he had someplace better to be. I hadn’t dated much because at first school was too important to me and it seemed that every time I accepted a date from one of the guys in my classes, it was assumed we were going to have sex. A few I did sleep with but others, if I didn’t dive into bed with them, they called me the ice bitch.
The job with the sheriff’s department came at just the right time and while going through my initial training, which happened to be with mostly men, I wanted to pass on my merits, not because I slept my way through. So to be standing in a hotel room with a man I just met, yeah, so not me.
He grabbed my shoulders and pulled me into his chest, bent his head, and took my mouth in a hard kiss that had my knees going weak. He bit my bottom lip and when I gasped, his tongue dove in to tangle with mine and I had the briefest feeling of falling. I’d been kissed, but as his lips moved from mine and traveled down my neck, stopping to nibble on the spot where my shoulder met the end of my neck, those were amateur in comparison, the difference between a young man and a grown one evident. I had so been missing out.
His hands traveled down to my hips, pulling me in closer till I felt the hardness of him pressed against me. I ran my hands down him and untucked his t-shirt to slide my hands under and over his abs. I could tell his was cut as I outlined his six pack with my fingertips. His groan as I ran my fingers over him, let me know he was enjoying my touch. When I slipped my hand into the front of his pants he stepped back, and I felt the loss of his body heat.
“Babe, we got too many clothes on.” I watched as his shirt was pulled up and over his head revealing tan skin and a bare chest with a small amount of golden hair starting at his belly button and out of view into his jeans. Jeans he was unbuttoning and sliding off his hips and freeing the biggest cock I had ever seen. I licked my lips and it twitched. “If you don’t have clothes out in your truck, you better get out of those before I rip them off you.”
I blinked at his words and looked up into brown eyes full of desire and for the first time ever I felt like a woman. I kept my eyes linked with his and started to remove my clothes. When the last piece hit the floor, his eyes broke from mine to run down my body and back up.
“Goddamn, your body is better than I imagined. If you knew all the things I want to do with it, you would grab your clothes and leave.” What? Was he joking?
“You want me to leave?” His eyes shot to mine while his hand took hold of his cock and pumped.
“Fuck no. I said you would leave; didn’t say I was going to let you. Needed in you like yesterday.” Before I could respond I was picked up and then we were falling. My body hit the bed with him coming down on top of me. He caught himself on his elbows to keep the majority of his weight off me, thank God, because though I was average height, my body was thin with an athletic build, next to him, I looked dainty and felt more feminine than I had in my whole life.
“What are you waiting for then?” I asked in a voice I didn’t recognize as mine. The words came out throaty and laced in need. It was the only encouragement he needed. He lifted up on his knees, reached for the condom I hadn’t even seen him set on the bed, and opened and rolled it down his length.
“You might want to lift your hands up to that headboard and hold on. This first time is going to be hard, fast, and explosive.” At his words his stayed on his knees, grabbed my thighs, spread and pulled me down the bed until my pussy was aligned with his cock. He rested my legs around his hips and with his hands free, one hand moved to separate my lips while the other slid his cock through my wetness. “Damn, babe, you are soakin’ wet. Hold on,” he said and pushed in until he bottomed out, then he stilled, letting me adjust to him. It was sweet but he promised hard and fast.
“Move, damn it.” He grabbed my hips and that was exactly what he did. He pounded into me, setting a pace that had perspiration breaking out on our skin. I had to do what he told me and I placed my hands on the headboard to keep him from driving the top of my head against it.
My head bent back, my back arched and an orgasm with the likes I had never felt, racked by body and clenched my walls around his cock. He thrusedt one more time and followed me as he grunted and his own body shook as he filled the condom and collapsed down beside me, pulling me to him.
“Christ, hope I have more condoms in my saddlebags or you are going to be wearing a lot of my cum on your body by the time I get done with you.”
My eyes opened to a room filled with sunshine and I sat up quickly and looked around. Sami’s old room. Fucking dream! I threw myself back on the bed and looked over at the clock on the nightstand. Well shit, it was noon.
By the time I got out of bed, showered and dressed, it was one. The house was quiet as I made my way downstairs, headed to the kitchen. I didn’t care what time it was, I needed damn coffee. As I passed the closed door of Wild Bill’s office I heard muffled voices, knocking I waited for a reply.
“Enter!” Wild Bill yelled. I swung the door open to find Reed, Hawk, Moose, Pinch, and Crank sitting around the large table in the center of the room.
“Going to make some coffee, anyone want any?”
“Sounds good, girlie. Did you sleep okay?” Wild Bill looked me over and it was like he could read my mind as the grin spread across his face. I smiled back.
“Best I’ve had in a while. Thanks for letting me come here, listening to my whining, and stay at your house. If you don’t mind, I want to visit with Macy and Tink today. Stay another night and head back tomorrow.”
“You don’t gotta ask, Carly. You’re welcome here anytime, girl, Haven will always be your home. And my house will always be open to you. No problem. You stay as long as you need to. I’m glad to see the light back in those eyes of yours.” Typical of Wild Bill, he got up and walked over and embraced me in his arms. He’d been more of a dad to me than Wallace ever had been. I hugged him back. We broke apart and he took his seat at the head of the table again and I turned to walk out.
“Hey, since you are part of the family and all, why don’t you throw some food together for us while you’re in the kitchen?”
“Bite me, Reed,” I said and closed the door to the sounds of laughter. I smiled and headed to the kitchen. Family. Been a while since I felt like I had one.
Chapter Five
Crusher
After leaving the Prez’s office we walked to the garage that sat behind Speed’s house and dove into work on one of the custom jobs. They’d be starting the add-on Monday that would house the parts we currently had stacked in boxes around the main area. When it was done we’d be able to spread out and work on more than one at a time as we were doing now.
“Hey, did the contractor say how long it would take them to get that extension area finished?” I sat the oil intake valve on the bench and wiped my hands off.
“Inside a month for total completion if the weather holds good until they get that portion under roof.” Speed stood from his spot beside his dad’s bike.
“Great, it will be nice to be able to spread out a bit once we get these parts shelved in there,” I said just as my phone buzzed. When I pulled it out of my pocket and looked at the screen, there is was again ‘private caller’. I hit the talk button. “Yeah.”
“Ummm...is this Russell Davis?” a woman’s voice spoke on the other end.
“Who the fuck wants to know?” Finally, a voice but one I’d never heard before.
“It’s...never mind,” was said and the caller hung up. The guys stood looking at me.
“First time someone spoke on the other end. I meant to ask you, Coast, to work your magic and see if you could
find where these calls are coming from. No number coming up, just private caller shows on screen. No one was ever there when I answered before.”
“Sure thing, Crusher. If you can go without the phone for a few hours tomorrow; I’ll take the chip out of it and see if I can backtrack on it. May not be a number showing but the call is bouncing from somewhere. Could at least give you the area, if not a number. Something might click with a place.”
“Thanks, Coast. I should be able to go without the damn thing for a few hours.”
“Well, you boys want to go to Soft Tails tonight? Have a few beers, watch a few girls?” Devil hung the tools he’d being used.
“I’m in, Devil. How about the rest of you fuckers?” Flirt asked, laying the tarp over the spread out engine parts he had on a drop cloth.
“I’m in, too. Between helping with moving Sami and Spider in, working in here, and sitting with my dad going over all the shit he takes care of for the club, I deserve a drink and to get laid.” Jag turned the gas off to the torch he was using. If he hadn’t gone to college and then law school, he could have made a decent living as a welder.
“Speed, you in?” I knew Speed had been watching Ally when Sami had the late shift.
“Sounds good, Sami was off today but she works tomorrow so she and Ally will be in bed early. What time you guys want to go?”
“After dinner. Or you want to wait until after you put Ally down?” I wasn’t going to ask what the twitch to his lips meant. When you weren’t getting laid regular, you could pick out a man who was.
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