by K E Osborn
“This isn’t about sides, Oakley. I’ve been caught in the middle with Anna and Zero for years. I don’t want to do that again with anyone else.”
Swallowing a lump in my throat, I then reach for my bag again. “Fine, then I’ll make this damn easy for you.”
“Oakley—”
“No, Neon. I’m not going to compete with Anna’s strange affection toward you. That shit’s fucking weird.”
He scrunches up his face. “Don’t make this into something it’s not. Anna needs help. She doesn’t have anyone else—”
“Then I guess you better be there for her, right?”
Neon reaches out, grabbing my hand, and I flinch away.
“Don’t make this harder.” I start packing again.
He puffs out his chest with a long, drawn-out sigh. “I’m not going to let you leave, Oakley… I forbid it.”
I scoff, throwing my hands in the air. “You forbid it?” I step right up into his face.
He flares his nostrils as his deep chocolate eyes stare into mine. “You’re not going anywhere.”
“I’m not going anywhere?” I repeat. Then with both hands, I shove him in the chest hard, but he doesn’t budge. “You can’t tell me what to do! You don’t own me!”
“No, I fucking don’t. But when it comes to your safety, Oakley, I will damn-well tell you what to d—”
“Fuck you, Neon! You try to put on this bravado act saying you care about me. When all you care about is yourself and your crazy sister.”
“That’s not fair.”
“Isn’t it? Because all I’m seeing is an asshole who’s too self-absorbed to think about what he truly wants.”
“I know what I want.”
“No. You. Don’t.”
He steps closer, making me step back toward the bed. He’s closing in on my space, his aftershave invading my senses. He’s all around me, and I need to escape him. So, I shove him again. “Stop trying to make this into something it obviously is not, Neon. You made your choice.”
“Dammit, Oakley. Stop it. You’re reaching because you’re hur—”
“I’m not hurt, Neon. I’m angry. No, I’m fucking fuming.”
“And you think I’m not? About this whole fucking situation.”
“So… I’m a situation now?”
He turns, letting out a loud huff while rubbing his hand over his head. “Fuck!” he yells, then turns back to me. “What do I have to say to you, huh?”
Throwing my hands in the air, I scoff. “Maybe an apology would be a fucking nice start.”
Neon turns, storming over, grabbing me by the waist.
I furrow my brows, flinching away as he moves back in, trying to grab me again. “Get your hands off me, you asshole.”
His eyes harden, taking on a lust-filled stare as he reaches for me once more. I try to push him off me, but he backs me up against the wall. My breaths come hard and fast as I try to shove him off me. Neon pins me to the wall, and as my back hits the plasterboard, my clit begins to throb. His eyes meet mine.
Shoving him hard in the chest, I grit my teeth. “Don’t think you can win this argument by fucking me into submission, Neon.”
“I’ll stop. But you’re not allowed to go anywhere.”
“You’re just like Rage, trying to control me, demanding what I can and can’t do.”
“Fuck, Oakley! I’m nothing like that bastard.” He grabs my waist, pushing me back against the wall again with a thud. The atmosphere around us changes, popping and exploding in electricity. I move my open palm up to slap him, but he catches my wrist, pinning it against the wall as he rocks his hard cock into my throbbing clit. I let out a small whimper as I stare into his hooded eyes. “I hate this,” I whisper.
“Ditto,” he replies, then he slams his lips to mine forcefully.
Instantly, the energy around us ignites in a surge of lust. His hands move straight to my shirt, lifting it up over my head without pause.
We break our kiss as my shirt goes flying across the room in a frenzy. I’m panting and gasping for air as our lips frantically connect again. It’s my turn to get rid of his clothing, and I start with his cut. Sliding it off his shoulders, I’m quick to grab it before it falls to the floor and place in on the edge of the bed. Not stopping there, I hook my fingers under his shirt, lifting it over his head, causing us to briefly break our kiss once more so I can throw his shirt to the floor with mine. My fingers then get to work on his belt buckle.
His lips slide to my neck, kissing and sucking as I make quick work of his pants. I’m panting furiously as I undo him, and his jeans fall to his ankles. He kicks off his boots, jeans and briefs leaving him completely naked in front of me. His hands slide behind me, unhooking my bra, and it too joins our growing pile of clothing on the floor. The anticipation is too much so I make quick work of the rest of my clothing.
Neon’s lips find mine again as he presses me against the wall. “Fuck, I love getting angry at you.” His lips trail along my neck as my fingers slide up his muscular back. “I can stay mad at you forever if you like?”
“If this is the outcome… then, yes, please.”
Neon’s arms snake around my waist as he hoists me up. I let out a small squeal when he throws me to the bed. I giggle bouncing a couple of times on the mattress. He slides in over the top of me, my hands running through the stubble on his head, yanking him toward me. He edges up over me as I pull his lips to mine.
We kiss, but he flinches a little—he must be in pain.
So, I spin us until he falls to the bed on his back, and I straddle him, his cock hard against my pussy. I lean in and kiss him with all the pent-up passion inside me.
I need Neon right now.
All of him.
My fingers slide along his scalp as I kiss him, our tongues entwining ferociously like they’ve been apart for a century as I rock on top of him, the delightful friction causing my clit to throb in the most deliciously painful way.
His fingertips dig into my ass cheeks to aid my rocking, the tension building between us as I moan into his mouth.
Our bodies, skin on skin, being together again is like everything charges with electricity, and my aura has aligned finally with everything back on its right path.
This man, I now realize is my home. Everything settles where it’s meant to be.
One of his hands snakes up my back into my hair, his fingers threading through my locks as he clamps down. He yanks my head back, breaking our kiss as our eyes stare at each other panting for breath.
“Sit back, Oakley, I want to look at you,” he demands.
I do as he says and sit atop him, straddling him either side of his cock as it throbs beneath me. All I want to do is move a little so he can slide inside me, but he has something else in mind first.
“God, you’re so fucking gorgeous.”
I place my hands on his hips for balance, but he shakes his head.
“No, I want you to touch yourself.” My eyes widen. “I know you’re a bad girl, Oakley, show me just how sinful you can be.”
Excitement rolls through me as I roll my hips on him again. He flares his nostrils in obvious pleasure while I lick my bottom lip and slide my hands slowly up my thighs, his eyes following my every movement, lust etched all over his features. My fingers run up my sides, over my tummy as they make their way to my breasts.
I draw my bottom lip in by my teeth, and my eyes become hooded as I stare right at Neon, his cock throbbing beneath me. My hands slide over my breasts, my back arching a little at the feeling of my fingers gliding over my nipples. I squeeze them, forcing a long breath to leave me as I start to rock on top of him, needing some friction. His fingers dig into my hips as he helps me move. My eyes don’t leave his while I tweak my nipples. The sensation rolling over me sends a river of pleasure through me. Neon knows what he’s doing as one of his hands slides over my hip, then down between my legs.
Yes.
Right there!
I moan as his finger pre
sses down on my clit. I can’t keep this intense eye contact any longer. My head jerks back at the shot of excitement running through me. I grind down on him while his breaths become quick.
His finger circles on my clit as I continue to tweak my nipples, the powerful current flowing over me makes me pant out heavy breaths. I want to scream, but I don’t want everyone in the clubhouse to hear me. The energy and passion heads toward a critical level as his finger pushes harder on my clit. Heat swarms my body making me pant even harder. Sweat beads on my skin like little droplets of salty water as the pressure builds inside me.
I rock my hips faster as I clamp down on my nipples, sending a shudder through my very core at the same time he circles on my clit. The indescribable feeling washes over me like a torrent, smashing into me like the blazing heat of a thousand suns.
I gasp, my head falling back in the throes of passion, my back arching as I can’t help but let out a soft moan. My body shudders, my muscles tensing as it hits me right in the abdomen so hard, I hunch over, dropping my hands to his chest. He continues circling on my sensitive clit while I explode through my climax.
I moan, my eyes clenched so tight, dancing lights flicker behind my eyelids as I pant heavily falling from my massive high. My body quivers as he leisurely brings me down while I slowly grind against his rock-hard cock beneath me.
“Fuck, Oakley, it was hard not to come watching you like that.”
My eyes slowly open as I pant. I peek at him through my lashes, my nails digging into his chest making him flinch. “Then I think you should join in,” I murmur, still out of breath.
Neon groans as his eyes light up, his hands move to my hips, lifting me slightly as his cock pops up below me, shifting into place. I edge myself on top of him, the tip of his head slides against my slickened opening.
I need him so fucking bad right now.
His thickness slides inside of me making us both groan at the welcoming feeling. My eyes instantly lock on his as I slip all the way down. He fills me completely, it’s like I’m back right where I’m meant to be. We still for a moment just reveling in the fact we’re joined again, panting for breath at the feeling as one of his hands moves up to caress my aching-for-him breast.
Neon rolls my nipple in his fingers, sending a tingle down my spine when I begin to move up and down on him in a slow and steady rhythm. There’s no sound in the room other than our rushed, frantic breathing and our bodies moving.
His hand squeezes my breast hard, forcing a small whimper from my mouth. I grind down on him as payback, making him let out a heavy groan. We rock in unison, the pleasure building and rising to a place I know we’re both going to enjoy. My nails clamp into his skin. He grimaces a little, but it instantly pushes a low groan from his throat. I love that noise, it’s so deep and husky, it almost makes me come on the spot.
He thrusts up inside of me, my eyes meet his, and it’s like we finally see, knowing being angry at each other did nothing but cement how much we care about each other. Yes, there are things we need to work on, but being together and working at this, it’s all that matters in the end.
As we rock together, the connection we share sends a wave of adrenaline through the room. It’s like the foggy clouds disappear, letting only the beautiful rays of sun shine through.
It might be hard, nothing comes easy, but with work, determination, and a partnership from both of us, we can do anything we set our minds to. We can do this because the way I feel about him right now as he thrusts into me, lets me know precisely that.
I feel it inside.
I know he’s the right guy for me.
Neon pushes up, I push down, making him hit the right spot. I moan while he massages my breast as the rush begins to take hold. My muscles tense, my back arches pushing me onto him further when he tenses as well.
He’s close.
So, I try to keep my movements going to get him there. A cold sweat invades my body with each up and down thrust. When his hands grip me tighter, I clench my eyes shut. My body shudders in utter pleasure that wracks through me.
One last thrust, and he sends me over the edge, fireworks exploding behind my eyes as my pussy clenches so tightly I feel like I might squeeze the life out of him. With a final gasp, my climax hits me hard.
He stills, his cock pulsating, his groan guttural, then he unloads his hot cum inside of me.
I exhale, utterly spent as I lean down pressing my lips to his languidly, kissing him through our afterglow. Neon’s hands slide up my naked back, holding me to him while we kiss like we have but a pittance of energy left to spare.
Neon’s fingers come up, smoothing the hair away from my face. I pull back, looking in his eyes.
“I’ll never get used to that,” he murmurs.
“What?”
“Angry sex. I’m damn sure I’ll pick a fight with you every single day.”
I slide off him, causing him to wince. Laying down next to his warm body, I grimace. “Are you in a lot of pain?”
He pulls me to him and holds tight. “Nothing I can’t handle. It was totally worth it.”
Trying to catch my breath in the afterglow, I lay back staring at the ceiling. Sex with Neon holds so much more than I could have ever dreamed it could.
His fingers slowly link with mine, and I can’t help but smile.
Dammit! I was so angry at him before he came in here. Honestly, I didn’t know if I was even going to see him before I left. Now, I don’t know where the hell I stand.
Silence fills the room, sweeping over us. The blissful state washing away, leaving reality to slowly seep back in. Neon turns his head to me, letting out a heavy exhale. “Please stay.” His begging tone surprises me, this is not something I expected.
I turn to face him. “I don’t know how to deal with this Anna situation, Neon. How you handled that out there, it hurt me so much. You made it sound like this is all my fault when all I wanted to do was help.”
He rolls on his side to face me more. “That’s what I came in here to talk to you about before we got… well, sidetracked. I feel like shit for hurting you…” He takes a deep breath, “… but I spoke to Chills about Anna. She believes Anna may have a psychiatric disorder, which needs treatment. She’s going to recommend a doctor for me to take Anna to get a diagnosis, and to finally get her some much-needed help.”
Warmth floods my senses. “That’s great news. This can’t be easy for you… I’m only making it harder…”
“It’s not easy. I want to do right by Anna. But with you here, I finally see how she’s been manipulating me all this time. It’s hard to come back from that disaster.”
“I’m sorry I was the one to show you what Anna’s been doing. I could have been nicer, handled it better. It was frustrating to watch that you were so blind to it,” I tell him honestly, figuring right now that it is the best policy.
“I’m happy you pointed it out. We couldn’t have gone on with our whole lives in that vein, Anna would have destroyed us.”
“I want to help. Anna probably won’t want me to, but for you, I want to help where I can.”
Neon turns to me, his eyes wide. “You’d do that? Help me with Anna? Even after the way she’s treated you?”
“Especially after the way she’s treated me. I like you, Neon, and I don’t want to see your family torn apart because of me.”
He pulls me onto his chest, and I cuddle into him. Suddenly, he starts laughing.
With a questionable look, I ask, “What?”
“Why is it both times we’ve fucked it’s been after expressing forms of anger?”
“Maybe because angry sex is the best sex?”
He rolls me over, planting a kiss on my lips. “Oh, Oakley, angry sex isn’t the best sex, not at all.”
“Yeah, then what is?”
He waggles his brows. “Make-up sex. And I’m about to make it up to you, multiple times.”
I giggle as his hand dips between my legs.
God, yes!
&n
bsp; NEON
A Few Days Later
My body still aches from the truck crash and attack, but my wounds appear to be healing nicely. It’s been a few days since I talked to Chills about finding a doctor for Anna, so I need to check in on that and how shit’s progressing. Approaching Chills, she bobs her head. “Neon, just the man I wanted to see. I have something for you.” She pulls me toward the pool table away from everyone else. “Firstly, how are you… your injuries and such?”
“I’m fine.” I wave her off.
“Good. I know you’re probably not. You bikers are all the same, but anyway…” She pulls out a piece of paper, then hands it to me. “This is a referral for a psychiatrist. She’s incredibly talented. I think she will be a great fit and benefit to Anna. She’s patient, understanding, and above all, deals with these types of illnesses.”
I take the paper from her, sliding it into my back pocket. “Thank you. I mean it. Can I get Anna to come talk to you if she needs an extra push?”
“Of course. I’ll help in any way you need me to, Neon.”
“Guess I better go speak with her then.”
Chills grips my shoulder, her kind eyes staring back at me. “You’re doing the right thing.”
That’s all the encouragement I need.
“Thanks.”
With quick steps, I take off to find Anna. She’s not in her room, so I go to the next place she likes to hang out—the fire pit. I walk outside, the whole area looks vacant except for Anna sitting in the oval chair, cuddled up, reading a book. I smile, then walk over, sitting next to her.
She peers up at me, placing her book down. “Can you believe I forgot my Kindle charger? Had to resort to the old-fashioned way. Lucky Nessie has something in stock. It’s raunchy, too. Should have known considering she’s a club whor—”
“Anna,” I interrupt her rambling monologue.
“Mm-hmm?” she chimes, sounding happy as a lark.
My palms sweat as I wipe them down my jeans. “I need to talk to you about something.”
