by Dagny Rand
She continued to kiss Jeremy and they were both practically naked, but still she wondered if she would not be affected afterward. He was clear that he just wanted to be friends. She might be setting herself up. In spite of the great time she had had today, she was still a bit raw from Leo. She didn’t know if it was a good idea to jump in bed with a guy so soon, especially one she was just trying to build a friendship with. But she couldn’t stop herself. She was on auto-pilot and she didn’t know if she could stop herself. He was so beautiful and sexy and she did really want to do this. At the same time she was afraid of the consequences.
With each moment it seemed that her body was winning the battle. His kisses alone were like sex and she just got pulled deeper and deeper into the point of no return. She decided that she was going to turn her mind off and just enjoy herself. She’d deal with the rest later. She gave herself to him and it felt so natural. Their intimacy was off the charts. She couldn’t tell where she ended and he began. She forgot they were on a couch. It felt like she was on a cloud, radiating pleasure. The more he gave the more she wanted. She felt so beautiful and desired as he held her close and seemed not to want to let her go. Time was no longer a factor. There was nothing else, but them and what they gave to one another. She felt like she was on drugs. It was the most amazing experience of her life.
Finally they fell apart, panting and bleary-eyed. She could barely move, but she rolled off of the couch and stumbled back to the bathroom. After using it, she looked into the mirror expecting to see some great transformation. She did not feel like the same woman that had fell into the loft the night before. It had just been one day and yet she did not feel she would ever be the same again. It was equally exhilarating and terrifying.
She slowly walked back into the living room and found Jeremy laying on the couch deep in thought. On one hand she didn’t want to disturb him, but she didn’t want to be alone with her own thoughts. They were flying in all directions. She sat back down on the couch next to him and said, “I can’t help, but feel sad this isn’t more. Today has been one of the best days of my life.” Jeremy nodded his head as if she understood exactly what she meant. Then he turned to her and said, “Maybe it can.”
Paige was at a loss once again. She felt like he was sending mixed signals. It had just been this morning when he said he thought they should be friends. Now he was saying that he thought they could be more. She was getting whiplash trying to keep up with him. She replied, “What do you mean?”
“I mean this is different than anything else I’ve ever dealt with. I know what I said before, but I’d be lying if I said that I really only want to be your friend. True, I think you should take some time to get over your ex, but this is happening. It’s not about what we think now. This is real. Look, I know I’m gun shy about losing people so I’d rather not get involved, but I am already deeply involved. I’m not crazy enough to think I love you yet, but it feels like the beginning of something really big in my life. It feels exception-making. I’m not trying to confuse you; I’m just dealing with a lot of emotions with this.”
Paige was so happy. He wanted to be with her too. She shouldn’t get her hopes up because it could very well end and badly. But right now she felt like there was no place in the world she would rather be. She looked down at herself and immediately started laughing. Jeremy raised his eyebrows in wonder at her. Once the laughs died down a bit she said, “It’s just hilarious to be having this conversation completely naked.” Jeremy looked down at himself and then over at her and began laughing too. They laughed and laughed until they began to kiss. For a while they just laid in each other’s arms, allowing the waves of a new beginning to wash over them. Paige put on Jeremy’s t-shirt while he pulled back on his boxers. They went into his bedroom and cuddled under the covers until they fell asleep.
From there it just went on. Each held their breath a bit waiting for it to turn, but it didn’t. Leo tried to call Paige back, but she simply instructed him to come get the few things that he had left at her apartment. He was very dismayed to find when he got there that Jeremy was there too. He shot angry looks at him as he collected his things. Jeremy looked back at him with a slight smirk on his face. Once Leo had gotten everything, Paige slammed the door behind him. She was done with that chapter of her life and had moved into a happier one with Jeremy. Their effortless conversations and adventures continued as their bond grew.
Deanna was thrilled. Slightly jealous, but thrilled. RJ had a major party and they went together. Everyone was very surprised to see Jeremy, especially with Paige. He didn’t have much to say, but he and Paige danced together all night and had a great time. There were moments when Paige felt that Jeremy was pulling away, but she realized he was still adjusting to their relationship. He admitted to her he had never really allowed himself to get this invested in a relationship before. He also told her often that in a way she had saved him from a life all alone, afraid to love because he didn’t want to deal with losing anyone else. She comforted him the best way she could and tried to help anyway she could think of.
Let Paige Tell it had catapulted to a whole other level since the re-launch of the site and release of the app. She found that she had really built something great and was now reaping the rewards. But even better was being able to share it all with Jeremy who was now her biggest cheerleader. She often brought him into her work and even more so into her family life. She found that he got along great with her family and she recognized his wonder at being involved with the family structure. She was so happy she could help heal him in that way.
It wasn’t long before Jeremy asked Paige to marry him. She was ecstatic and immediately accepted. They decided to have a small ceremony, just people closest to them. They took an extended honeymoon across the world. Jeremy took Paige too many of the places he had lived when he was a child. They looked back over those many waters together. After their honeymoon, Paige decided to move into Jeremy’s loft. She broke into the blue with her own purple and they completely blended their lives together.
It was not perfect, but it was truly wonderful. Each found healing in each other and they developed their own family together. After much discussion they had decided to try for children. Jeremy was hesitant, feeling ill-equipped to be a good father, but after much assurance from Paige, he agreed to that he would try his best. Paige had so much joy she could hardly contain herself. Most days she rolled over and looked at Jeremy beside her and wanted to fall on her knees and thank God. From a relationship that left her feeling the lowest she had ever felt to the most healthy, beautiful connection she had ever known. She felt truly blessed.
Paige wanted to pinch herself, but this was no dream. It was possible. She had almost settled for less, but was granted better. With all of this in mind she cherished Jeremy and what they had dearly. She often sent up prayers and gratitude to his mother for laying a foundation for such an extraordinary man. Then she found his arms, wrapped herself in them, and vowed to race him to forever.
*****
THE END
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Infernal Affairs
A Powerful MC Romance Thriller
By: Linda Wright
Infernal Affairs
I stood at the back of the crowd, wanting more than anything to be back home. The rest of the group was surrounding a pool table in the middle of Joe’s Bar. It was a normal Tuesday night and a groupie was getting fucked t
hree ways to Sunday by anyone who wanted her. The crowd parted and I got a sight of what was currently happening on the table. I winced. She’d be sitting funny the next day.
I looked down at my dick and sighed. In the beginning I’d gotten hard when I saw a woman getting fucked like that. I didn’t feel the urge to join in because sharing wasn’t my shit, but my dick was still a dick. It got up for most things. Not anymore. The longer I stayed with Phantom Outlaw MC the more jaded even my dick got.
Shouts rose up around the room and everyone cheered for what they were watching. A loud animal like roar sounded above the rest and I felt sick to my stomach that I could pinpoint the exact moment President Bear Wyatt shot his come deep in the stout little redhead. I turned back to the bar and motioned to the bartender.
Jerry Pilner had owned and operated Joe’s Bar since before Phantom was ever thought about. I didn’t know who Joe was but I’d never met him. Jerry handed me another beer and raised his eyebrows. “Anything stronger?”
I nodded and signaled him with two fingers so he’d know to double it. “It’s one of those nights, you know?”
He didn’t know. Jerry let the club party in his bar and his old man had been in a club back in the day but Jerry himself had never been interested in joining. Of course, I’d never thought of joining, either.
Bear appeared beside me and grabbed the whiskey Jerry had put down for me. Jerry saw it and poured me another. I threw that one back before it was stolen.
“You gonna fuck tonight, O’Conner?”
I shook my head. “You know I’m not.”
He looked at Jerry and wiggled his thick fingers in a dainty way. “O’Conner’s holding out for a special girl. One day he’ll punch that v-card of his.”
I grinned. “And one day your dick will fall off and you’ll wish you hadn’t stuck it in so many unsavory places.”
They both laughed and Jerry nodded. “The boy’s right, Bear. One day you’re going to catch something that don’t wash off. What are you going to do then?”
“Keep right on fucking until it kills me, I reckon.” Bear threw his head back and laughed his big laugh. Everything about the man was big. He stood just under seven feet tall and was close to three hundred and fifty pounds. He love three things in life. Well, four if you counted liquor. Women, his club, and his daughter. Not in any order.
“Everything alright over at my house tonight?” Bear got serious fast about his baby girl. “Stormy’s not still bitching about the added security, is she?”
She was. She was bitching about the security, the club, and her father. Also, not in any order. “She was fine. She’ll get used to it. I tried to explain why we have to do it during the day now, too, but she was too busy ignoring me for it to sink in, I think. You should talk to her.”
He grunted. “I try. That girl… She’s not like her mother or me. Her momma was a wild child. She’d spend all night trying to suck my brain out of my dick and then still be horny the next day for me. She loved the club. Stormy just wants to read and hide away.”
She wasn’t just reading. She also loved playing cards. She was a regular shark. I’d never beat her at Blackjack. “Different strokes for different folks. At least she isn’t on the pool table.”
Bear punched me in the arm and swore. “Fucking right she’s not on that pool table. I’d kill anyone who even thought about touching her.”
Luckily, he couldn’t read my thoughts.
Another big shout came from the pool table and then chaos erupted. It wasn’t unusual. Someone cut in line or rubbed dicks and then a fight broke out so no one got the idea that they’d meant to rub dicks. Another reason I’d never seen the joy of sticking my dick in someone while someone else was already there.
Bear patted me on the back and downed another double of whiskey. “It’s your time to shine.”
I popped my neck and turned to face the pulsing crowd. Time to shine, alright. Finally I got a chance to do what I loved doing, which was beating the shit out of bikers. At six foot seven I was the second tallest guy in the club. I also had strength from working out while the rest of the guys were out drinking nonstop.
I plowed into the group and grabbed who I could. I threw them away from me with an unnatural ease. “Stay the fuck out of it!”
In the middle of the brawl were two of my least favorite guys, Tank and Dog. They both were mean and vicious to anyone and I’d watched them torture people for the fun of it. The redhead was cowered in a corner with a shirt covering her body and the guys were getting closer to stomping on her.
I cleared the gap between us and grabbed the backs of their shirts before spinning and throwing them into the pool table. Tank turned and barreled his way back at me but I threw a solid punch to his face and he was out.
Dog settled for shouting at me. “You crazy motherfucker!”
I stepped towards him and he held up his hands. “Alright! I’m going.”
I made my way back to the bar and grabbed the whiskey Jerry had waiting on me. Bear was smiling at me and shaking his head. “What?”
“They all hate you. You got Dog shaking like a leaf on a tree because he thinks you’re insane.”
I shrugged. “Good. Then they won’t try shit with me. I get so fucking sick of their bullshit. They nearly trampled that girl.”
Bear looked back to into the crowd where anyone could clearly see the girl on her knees in front of another member. “Looks like she’s alright to me. You gotta have a little fun, brother.”
What I had to do was get the fuck out. I looked at my watch like that was the answer and sighed. “If I was the type to have fun you wouldn’t trust me to watch after Stormy.”
“You’re damn right.”
I moved back from my stool and pulled on my leather jacket. The front read Enforcer because that’s what I was. Anyone caused trouble in our club and they could expect a visit from me. “I’ve gotta ride. I’ll go by and check on Stormy one more time before I head home.”
Bear nodded. “Tell her I said hi and be at the clubhouse bright and early. We’ve got a run to do.”
“Tell her yourself.”
I walked out of the bar, into the cool night, and blew out a deep breath. One more night down but how many more to go? I looked into the sky and rolled my shoulders. The leather never sat right on me.
I got on my bike and started it before saying the mantra I’d begun the first year I’d been undercover. “My name is Patrick O’Conner and I work for Mooreport PD. I’m not the bad guy.”
No one would ever hear it over the roar of my bike even if they were sitting on it with me but it made me feel better to remember who I actually was. I wasn’t sure anyone else remembered in the real world. It’d be three years since I got the assignment to infiltrate the Phantoms. No word as to what I was looking for. Just join the club and get close to Bear.
I was as close to Bear as anyone in the club and still no fucking word on what I was supposed to be doing. I couldn’t help remembering a time when I didn’t do illegal shit constantly. I was in so deep I sometimes didn’t know which way was up.
I’d loved my job as a cop. I liked helping people and I liked uniform groupies who smiled extra sweetly at me when I walked by. Three years in the Phantoms and I was starting to love beating the shit out of people on order. I’d never be able to go back to my old job. I knew I would never pass a psych test. I was too fucking angry and eager to throw my big fists at someone’s face.
I drove away from Joe’s and pulled into a little overlook a couple miles up the road. As I did every night I pulled out my phone and dialed a series of numbers that was supposed to reach my handler. Only my handler never answered anymore. I just left the normal message about everything being the same that day and erased any trace of the call before heading towards Stormy’s place.
She was the only bright spot in the entire shit show that my life had become. Stormy wasn’t normal. She liked to be alone, except for when she was with me, and she liked to imagine that s
he was anywhere but where she was. We had that in common.
She was a MC princess with access to all the dirty money she could ever want and instead she insisted on working at a little bookshop at the edge of town. She made it clear to anyone who knew her that she didn’t approve of what her father did. She hated bikers and only made an exception for me after I was thrown in her face constantly for the last two years.
Stormy had a way of looking at me that made me feel like I wasn’t complete shit and it helped ground me most days. She was off-limits to everyone, by Bear’s decree, but that didn’t stop my imagination from running wild whenever I looked at her.
Her house was at the top of a cliff that made me nervous as fuck but she had great views. I pulled up next to her little car and sat on my bike for a minute, just breathing. I didn’t want to carry all of the bad shit in to her. I tried to shake off some of my darkness so she didn’t have to live with it.
