by Sky Winters
Jake was silent for a moment as he considered the proposal. “I don’t want to run away from these fuckers like that with my tail between my legs. This is my home!”
Kent’s voice was patient through the phone, so patient it almost sounded false.
“I know what you must be feeling right now, and I sympathize, I really do. But you must understand my position here. The MC can keep everybody safe without sending Michelle out into the dangerous world to watch your kids spur of the moment.”
“They’re never going to stop harassing her now that they’ve started,” Jake said darkly. “You know that. The best way to deal with this is to go head on.”
“Head on, Jake? Are you nuts? We fight with them and fight with them, but it’s small scale. What you’re suggesting is straight out war.”
“Well why not go to war with these bastards? They have it in for your daughter, Kent. That’s your flesh and blood! She won’t be safe until the Raptors are out of this city for good.”
“Well I’m afraid that just isn’t possible. We’re as at peace with the Raptors as we can possibly be. There’s no way we would be able to oust them permanently. We just have to lie low until the threat blows over. You know those boys. They’re hot-tempered as fuck but when it comes down to it, they’re easily distracted. They’ll forget their grudge in no time.”
“I don’t believe that,” Jake said. “Why is it such a bad idea to try to get rid of those monsters? We could clean up the city once and for all. Get the heroin off the streets and keep more people from dying the way Janie did.”
Kent’s voice lowered into a growl. “I don’t like hearing that name from you, Jake. And it’s supply and demand! People want the drugs so they go out and find the drugs. If the Raptors aren’t doing it then somebody else will just have to monopolize the market and take their place. It’s a constant battle! Nobody would win.”
“I’m just saying maybe it’s worth a try. Otherwise your daughter will never be able to walk freely on these streets again. They know who she is and she pissed them off mightily because she knows how to fend for herself. They’ll see it as a way to get to you by taking her out.”
“Well then they would be mistaken,” Kent said with a laugh. “I’m a man of logic, not emotions. I would just have more reason to give them hell, that’s all.”
Jake’s jaw dropped in disbelief. He was glad that he wasn’t speaking to Kent in person when he heard that, otherwise the fist balled at his side would have gone through Kent’s jaw, and he would have about 50 burly bikers coming in to fight him. The last thing he needed was to be on the other end of more scandal. He was already treading the line too closely as it was.
“Listen,” Kent continued. “Michelle is worried sick about the kids. It would make her a lot more useful if she didn’t have to worry about them being out there at your house alone should duty call. Can you just think about it? For her sake?”
Jake was quiet for a moment. “Fine. I’ll think about it.”
He hung up the phone quickly, eager to be rid of Kent’s droll voice in his ear. What kind of man would throw his own daughter under the bus like that? And clearly Kent didn’t care whether or not the streets were cleaned of heroin. What had changed in the years that Jake had known him?
Once, Kent had been passionately anti-opiate, crusading to show the city that although his MC was harsh as fuck, they didn’t deal in dark matter. Now, he seemed to be shrugging his shoulders at it. The only reason the Pythons were outside the law was because they did more to keep the streets safe than the police were able to do, and the brute force they used to enforce their values and trade were unbelievably powerful. But if Kent was just going to succumb to the same greed for money and power as everybody else did, then what was there to be proud of about his MC?
“Come on, honey,” Jake said, carrying Mary upstairs to her bedroom. “Let’s get you to bed.”
Mary nodded sleepily and Jake frowned. If Michelle was really that worried about the kids, then maybe he should take Kent’s advice. It really did make sense, whether he wanted to abandon his home or not. It would just be for a couple of days. Besides, it would give him the time he needed to snoop around the MC and find out what Kent was really up to.
The thought was exciting enough that Jake made up his mind then and there. They would leave for the MC in the morning and he would make sure Michelle was all right. If nothing else, he would do it for his kids.
Chapter 15
“Michelle!”
“Mary! JJ!” Michelle grinned, her heart filled with relief as the children ran toward her. She scooped them up into a big hug, and grinned over JJ’s shoulder at Jake, who was standing in the doorway of the reception area for her father’s office.
“I’m so glad you came,” Michelle said, kissing each child on the top of the head and standing up to speak to Jake. “I didn’t know if it would be all right to leave the kids at home. They were involved…”
“I know, I thought about it and decided it was worth your peace of mind.”
Jake’s handsome face parted in a gentle smile and her heart soared. However, it was cut short when her father’s voice barked from his desk. “Jake! What took you?”
Jake winked at Michelle, bringing a hot flush to her cheeks, and strode into her father’s office and closed the door subtly behind himself.
What was a man like Jake doing working for her father?
“I love it here!” JJ exclaimed, his eyes bright as he looked around at all the bike memorabilia lining the walls of the reception room where Michelle spent most of her time working as her father’s secretary. For no pay.
“It does look cool,” Michelle agreed, though she wasn’t able to reciprocate JJ’s enthusiasm. She had really begun to hate everything about the MC, at least with her father in charge. More and more shady men had been frequenting the halls as of late, and her father had been a very busy man, arranging meetings in different places and being very secretive about all of it. It made Michelle wonder just what he was up to.
“Can we play secretary?” Mary asked. “I want to sit in that chair with the phone.”
Michelle pursed her lips. “I’m not sure that the president would like that very much. Maybe we can just play with these for a little while.”
Michelle walked to the desk and rummaged through it until she retrieved a small collection of pristine motorcycle models. Her father gifted them to her every once in a while, though she had little interest in them. She had begun shoving them into the desk without removing them from the boxes and was glad they now had a purpose other than collecting dust and taking up space.
“Cool!” Mary exclaimed. Michelle grinned as the kids tore into the boxes, and soon they were occupying themselves on the floor of the reception room, waiting patiently for their father to come back out of the office.
It seemed to take an oddly long time before Jake finally arrived, and Michelle’s heart palpitated involuntarily when Jake appeared in the doorway, looking as handsome and confident as she had ever seen him. Her father, on the other hand, looked irate, but said nothing as Jake closed the door behind himself.
“What were you talking to the president for?” JJ asked, speeding down a row of chairs with a flashy red bike searing across the cushions.
“Yeah!” Mary exclaimed, following with a smaller, purple motorcycle.
“Just business stuff,” Jake said. “It’s boring.”
“Oh,” JJ said, not looking up from his toy.
“I’m going to have to get to work soon. Your father said you would show us where to stay.”
“Is that all he said?” Michelle asked, raising an eyebrow. Jake grinned at her and desire electrified her body. It was strange in a way how much she wanted him.
“And then some,” Jake said, his grin turning into an outright smile. “I’m starved though. Maybe you can show us where we’ll be hanging out for the next few days.”
Jake reached outside the reception hall and lifted a big duffel bag
onto his broad shoulder. It was packed to the brim and looked really heavy, but he was strong enough that he made it look light as a feather. Michelle remembered how he had lifted her in much the same way, and another pulse of longing surged through her body.
“Right. We should put you in the more quiet area, away from the bikers. They’re a bit rowdy at night. I don’t want it to keep the kids awake.”
“That makes sense,” Jake agreed, following behind Michelle. “Come on, kids.”
“You can bring the toys with you,” Michelle called over her shoulder. Most adults would have told them to be careful, but those were guilt gifts from her dad. She didn’t care if they dropped them off the roof of the building, so long as someone had fun with them.
“Yay!” The kids cheered as Michelle led them down the long, winding hallway and up a flight of stairs. What Jake didn’t know was that she was taking them to the private quarters that had been reserved for Michelle. She wondered if Jake would protest if he knew. And although she had been honest about keeping the kids in a quiet, peaceful area, the truth was that she wanted Jake closer to her. He was the only person in the world who had ever made her feel safe.
“Here we are,” Michelle said, unlocking the door and stepping inside. It was a huge apartment, with a loft upstairs and two bedrooms on the bottom. It came equipped with a full kitchen and bathroom. Michelle supposed most people would feel lucky to be the president’s daughter, with such a nice space to call her own. But the truth was that she had always hated it. Still, it was a comfortable place to call home. That was all that mattered.
“This is huge,” Jake exclaimed. “I didn’t even know this was here.”
“It takes up the whole fifth floor,” Michelle said. “My dad let me soundproof the place so I wouldn’t have to listen to the asshole bikers when they get drunk.”
Jake looked hard at her and she blushed down at the ground. She had almost forgotten that he, too, was a rowdy asshole biker with a strong penchant toward alcohol. Or at least, he had been before he had his kids. Who knew how much partying he did now?
“Sounds like the least he could do,” Jake finally said, letting her off the hook. She sighed in relief.
“What do you guys think?” Michelle asked, turning to the kids. “Big enough for a slumber party for a few days?”
“Yeah!” the kids exclaimed. Michelle smiled and walked into the kitchen to prepare them all something to eat.
Jake stood awkwardly, looking down the hall at the two bedrooms.
“Which one should we…?”
“Oh, you can use both. I sleep in the loft on the other side.”
Jake held her gaze for a moment, the electricity crackling between them. He finally turned away with a grin and a nod, making her heart thud hard in her chest. God, she wanted him. The first time had only whetted her appetite for his body. Did he have any idea how many times she had laid in that loft and mulled over every detail of the way he had touched and pleasured her? She would have given anything to have him in her bed with her on those nights. Now that he was actually there, in her apartment, she didn’t know what she would do.
And so, she did the only thing she could do, and worked on making Jake and his kids some lunch.
Chapter 16
Jake fingered the key to Michelle’s apartment as he walked slowly up the steps of the MC. It was funny that she had been hidden away up there, all this time. He had almost let himself believe that Kent had his own home somewhere away from the huge building he had bought for the Python’s base. It was kind of surprising knowing that Michelle and her father lived separately, though in the same building. Maybe they just couldn’t stand each other. The thought wasn’t too hard to believe.
He hesitated before pushing the key into the lock and letting himself inside. The room was dark, all but a golden glow coming from behind the curtains of Michelle’s loft, and a light left on over the stove and in the bathroom for the kids in case they needed it in the night.
“You’re back,” Michelle said quietly. Jake’s heart thudded in surprise and he whipped around to face her. It was strange having her so close to him after so long. His desire for her had consumed him again and again at the most inconvenient times of the day. He only hoped that he would be able to behave himself. The last thing his kids needed would be to find him screwing the babysitter.
“Yup,” Jake replied, swallowing hard. “I’m back.”
He stared at her helplessly. She was dressed in a satin nightgown that was clinging to her in all the right places. It was surprisingly short, showing off her long, beautifully shaped legs. She looked down shyly as his eyes studied her from bottom to top, against his will, until finally he made it to her beautiful, pure face. Why was it that young women always looked so goddamn innocent? And what kind of a person did it make him to want her all the more because of it?
“Did everything go okay?” Michelle asked quietly.
“Yes, of course. Always does,” Jake said. “As long as I’m still breathing by the time I get home.”
“I know you probably didn’t want to stay here. I’m sorry I had my dad push you into this,” Michelle said, running her hand through her hair. The worry on her face made Jake want to kiss it right off of her. “It’s just…”
“Hey, you don’t need to explain yourself, sweetheart,” Jake said, gripping her arm and pulling it away from her face. He held it and stared seriously at her. “You care about the kids. And we care about you, too. So don’t think anything of it, all right? I’m glad to be here with you.”
He could feel her body surrendering to his touch, and he tightened his grip around her arm and grabbed her around the waist. He had told himself that he wouldn’t do this. Not now…not with the kids right in the other room. But how could he help himself?
Michelle parted her lips, an invitation he took up immediately. His body was filled with warmth as he pressed her against it, soaking up every tickle of her hair on his skin and the heat of her curves against his abdomen. He was hard the second her tongue touched his, and he devoured her sweet lips, letting his hands roam the inviting thinness of her satin nightgown.
She tensed up against him and gasped softly as his hand roamed over her ass, and she laid her head against his shoulder as she felt his cock press hard against her middle.
“It’s okay,” Jake whispered, slowly unzipping his jeans and releasing his beast from its confines. “Daddy’s got you.”
He slipped his hand between Michelle’s thighs, pleasantly surprised to find that she wasn’t wearing anything beneath the nightgown. The idea that she had been waiting for him, for this, brought a rush of blood to his cock, and it swelled nearly to the point of bursting. He lifted the nightgown gently up so that his swollen head could take refuge in her welcoming heat.
Without thinking twice, he lifted her easily onto the island separating Michelle’s kitchen from her living room, and bliss overpowered him as he slipped gently inside of her, his cock massaged by every fold of her most intimate space. She shuddered against him as pleasure seemed to sweep through her body, and her soft hands gripped his biceps as her mouth searched for his in the darkness.
He allowed her to find it, kissing her tenderly as he began to rock his hips back and forth, allowing his cock to disappear deeper into the trenches of heat inside Michelle’s body. Tendrils of pleasure made their way up his shaft and to his abdomen, where the heat he felt for Michelle grew into a passionate, uncontrollable fire that he couldn’t extinguish.
She gasped softly against his broad chest, her nipples hard and scraping against his abdomen as she took him in fully. They had both been wanting, waiting, and denying themselves for so long. And for what? Why deny what felt so fucking right?
Jake’s cock pulsed inside of Michelle, and his hips began to pick up the pace. He wouldn’t deny himself any longer. And it seemed cruel to leave Michelle writhing and wanting when he knew he could deliver more power, more heat to her body.
Michelle threw her head bac
k in ecstasy as Jake began moving himself in earnest, an urgent, desperate longing to cum hard inside this sexy young girl driving him to the brink of his self-control. Nothing mattered now but the feeling of her body enveloping him, pleasuring him beyond anything he had ever allowed himself to experience before. He had never before felt such a need.
A low groan escaped Michelle’s lips, and he buried his mouth over hers to stifle her sounds. He wouldn’t stop now. They couldn’t wake the kids. This was their time.
He could feel the hot searing tingle building in his abdomen as his cock was tested again and again to hold back. He wouldn’t release until he felt Michelle giving in to her desires. Only then would he show her what it felt like to truly be taken care of by a man.
“Fuck,” Michelle whispered, her self-control waning. Jake buried himself hard inside of her, and she gasped again, her breasts bobbing to the rhythm of Jake’s thrusting. He gripped her nipple in his teeth through the silk of her nightgown and she hissed in pleasure. He felt her opening for him, the contractions of her orgasm just beginning to squeeze the ever-loving Christ out of his cock.
“That’s right,” Jake growled into her ear. “Daddy’s going to take good care of you now.”
Michelle cried out in shock as Jake unleashed his full power, thrusting hard again and again as her body began to tremble and quake beneath his touch. He grunted as he began to erupt inside of her, a hot, sudden explosion that left both of them gasping for mercy as Jake worked his body hard until they had both received every last bit of pleasure they possibly could have.
Jake slowly pulled out of her and kissed her lightly on the lips. Michelle closed her eyes and hugged him tightly to her. The poor thing had been through so much. All she really needed was somebody to take care of her.
“Don’t worry,” Jake whispered into her hair, kissing the top of her head over and over again. “I won’t let anything happen to you.”
