by Lila Rose
As I ground my denim-clad cock across his, a phone rang. I ignored it until Maddox pulled away and glanced down at Vin at his side. Maddox breathed heavily, like I was, as he stepped back and pulled his phone free of his pocket.
He read a text, and when he looked up, I said, “I swear to fuckin’ Christ, if that’s fuckface Ben askin’ what you’re doin’, tell him me or I will.”
He snorted and shook his head. Replacing the phone, he signed. Dodge. Gotta work security at a strip club tonight. Some brothers are out sick and others are workin’ at Pick and Billy’s bar.
“Fuck.” I groaned and ran a hand across the back of my neck. I didn’t want him to leave. Strange since I’d never felt that way before about anyone. But I knew he had to. “Dodge and Talon have got to talk. Since Pick and Billy got the bar and shits goin’ down at other strip clubs, everyone is runnin’ down.”
Think Talon’s gonna shut down a club or two now the bar’s making a shitload.
“Good. But you have to leave.”
He smirked, knowing I didn’t want him to. Yeah.
“Fuckin’ sucks.”
True. But maybe it’s for the best. We should slow things until we get results.
I called bullshit. Okay, so that may be a small reason to want to slow things down, but I was sure he was still worried I was gonna bail on what we had goin’ on. “Ah, hell to the fuck no. Tomorrow morning before you head off to work, I’m takin’ your cock in my mouth whether you like it or not.”
He laughed. Pretty sure I’ll like it.
“We don’t need to go slow, just be careful. Not that I think either of us has shit.” Stepping close to him again, I added, “You gotta get it through that thick head, I ain’t goin’ anywhere.”
He nodded, kissed me in a way that I got hard, then ordered me not to touch myself before he walked outta the door with his club vest over his shoulder and Vin followin’ him to his car.
God. To think I’d been so scared about my feelin’s for him. That was just plain stupid.
We hadn’t talked about it, but when I eventually went to bed, I did it in his room and his bed.
After all, I did promise to suck him off in the morning. I was only makin’ it easier on myself. Instead of stumbling in from another room, I was already there, and I’d be ready and raring to go.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Beast
Never really waited for something in my life like it was so goddamn important, not until it took three fuckin’ weeks for our results to come back in. Over those three weeks, Jay and I took every chance we could to fool around. That was if I wasn’t working, which I seemed to be doin’ more of those days. Work was also something Jay felt he needed to get back into. He was worried he’d have no money for Nevaeh’s college fund in the future. I’d told him not to worry about it, and to quit paying for shit around the house. But he told me to get fucked, that he wasn’t some kept boyfriend just sitting around waiting for me to get home so he could suck my cock. Something he loved to do, even with the condoms we were using until we got the results. We’d let the first couple of times slip by without protection and marked it down to we’d been too hot for each other and hadn’t thought.
Even though we fought about Jay workin’, I knew where he was comin’ from. So I told him to pay Mena to babysit Nevaeh since he didn’t want to put her in day care. Last week he approached her, and she was more than happy to do it. So Jay was startin’ back in the garage. He was only doin’ small hours to start with so Nevaeh could get used to the change.
He treated his girl like she was a princess, and she deserved all the attention. If she wasn’t sleepin’ or eatin’, Jay was doin’ things with her, and if I happened to be around, Jay involved me in every way he could.
Hell, it felt fuckin’ unreal, like we were our own little family.
Happiness had been hard to come by, but in the past few weeks, I’d never been happier than any other moment in my life.
The man who was working repairs on a bike not far from me, had me smiling more, lightened my world, and had me looking forward to each and every day. What was also fuckin’ brilliant was the way he went off in the bedroom. His questions of, “Am I doin’ it right?” or “Do you like that?” proved how much he wanted everything to be smooth sailing. What he didn’t get was that no matter how he did anything, I would fuckin’ love it, because I loved him. Not that I’d told him. We were still new, and I wasn’t sure if those words would scare the hell outta him.
Still, just the other night I’d come close to saying them.
Relaxing with Jay was something I enjoyed a lot. Even though I loved having Nevaeh with us, night-time was our time together. Jay walked from Nevaeh’s room with a smirk on his face, his gaze roamin’ my body, sending a thrill to my cock. He made his way over and instead of sittin’ beside me, he straddled my lap. I grunted at first, not expectin’ his weight and then grinned up at him as he scooted forward. Leaning down, he kissed me. At first it was only a peck, but like most times, what started out gentle soon led towards something harder and hotter.
I groaned as Jay shifted forward enough to grind down on my erection. My hands, placed on each side of his neck, trailed down his body to his hips where I pressed his weight down and my crotch up while shiftin’ him back and forward.
Shit. I could easily come like that.
But I wanted more, only not for me, but for Jay.
Thank fuck he was only in loose track pants. I lifted my hips so he was up and then slid them down enough so his dick sprang free and I could palm his arse. His moan travelled out of his mouth and down into mine.
While he shifted leisurely over my cock, I pulled back enough to sign. You trust me?
“Hell yes,” he replied instantly, causing my heart to fuckin’ flutter and a smile to light my face before I could claim his mouth again. With one hand, I stroked his dick, makin’ him pick up his pace as he slid down over my own dick. I brought my other hand up and slipped a finger inside our mouths. He leaned back and sucked more on my finger, licking all the way around it up and down.
“Fuck,” I mouthed. I gripped the back of his head and tugged him down, wantin’ his mouth again. As soon as I had his lips, I removed my hand from his hair and jacked him off while using my slick finger to gently run it up and down Jay’s arsehole. At first he stiffened, then relaxed when he realised, for now, I wasn’t going further. I rubbed his ring and palmed his cock while our mouths and tongues caressed each other. Too soon the salvia dried, so I brought my hand up, moved my lips from his for only a second and spat onto two fingers. Catchin’ his eyes, I took my hand back around to his arse while rubbing my spit over my fingers with my thumb. Lube would have been better, but there was no way I would stop what we already started.
He watched my face intently when I placed my fingers against his hole again and moistened the area. Runnin’ my fingers up and down and as he licked his lips, I eased a finger just inside his rim.
Fuck, he was tight.
His mouth opened as a heavy breath escaped and brushed over my face. I eased my finger out and ran it around the edge again as my hand on his dick picked up speed. He grunted and again ground against me. I slide my finger back in, waiting for him to pause again, but he didn’t. He leant into me and kissed, bit, and licked my neck.
Fuck. So good.
I pressed in more, past the tightness, thinkin’ he was relaxed enough from me jackin’ him. He didn’t tense as I kept pushin’ until I hit his prostate.
He reared down on my finger and up off my body. “Fucking hell.” I read on his lips before he groaned again as I rubbed inside of him. He attacked my mouth with his, leaving enough room between us so I could still pull him off. His rockin’ over me became urgent. My mouth ate his moans I felt from his chest against mine.
Christ, he was fuckin’ lovin’ it.
He arched back, his desire-filled eyes on mine. “I’m gonna come. Fuck. More. Faster.” I did and in the next second, his cum squirted up
between us all over my tee. Removing my finger, he trembled and rested his head on my shoulder, breathing heavily. Finally he looked at me, a blush coating his cheeks. “That was… fuck, so much.”
I nodded and then gestured towards the hall with a chin lift, meaning the bathroom. Some guys got awkward seeing a guy’s hand after they’d played with their arse. I didn’t want Jay to feel that way, so I didn’t sign what I was getting at.
Jay shook his head. “Soon. I wanna test if I can have you losing control in seconds like you did me.”
My eyes widened for a moment and then went low with arousal as Jay climbed off my lap, helped me remove my tee before throwin’ it to the floor, and then ordered me to shift my arse to the edge of the couch so he could play. It was then a need to tell him I loved him came over me, because honestly, I wasn’t sure how I got so lucky, but I was so fuckin’ glad Jay woke that night in Sydney rubbin’ his dick into my arse so many months ago.
I caught Vin lifting his head from the floor which brought my attention back into the garage. There was only one problem with Jay working in the same area as I was. Thoughts of him and what we’d get up to at home always bombarded my mind every chance they could. Just from a quick look, as he walked around the garage, I visualised just about everything we did in private.
I was fuckin’ obsessed with Jay Conger.
Lookin’ out the opened garage doors to see who held Vin’s attention, I saw Mitch, the dog trainer, walkin’ my way with a smile on his face. I flicked my gaze to Jay to see he hadn’t noticed Mitch yet.
“Hi, Maddox,” Mitch called with a wave.
Fuck me.
I sent a chin lift to Mitch as he still made his way over and then looked to Jay, who was standing beside the bike with a furious look on his sexy face and his hands at his sides clenched.
Vin stood beside me as Mitch stopped just in front of me. “Hi, Kevin.”
Just Vin. I told him.
“That’s so cool. How’s everything been going? I tried at your place first to come and check on things, but when no one was there I assumed you’d be at work and look, I was right. So, how have things been with Ke—sorry Vin? Did you want to grab a coffee so we can talk? Or have you had lunch? I saw a nice diner around the corner if you’re having lunch soon.”
Movement caught my eyes over Mitch’s shoulder, and I glanced there to see…. Holy shit. Ben was heading towards me. Again, I flicked my gaze over to Jay. He was stalkin’ Ben with his narrowed eyes.
We hadn’t said anything to the brothers about us. Really, it wasn’t their business what we did behind closed doors. And honestly, I wasn’t sure Jay was ready to come out. The brothers knew he was a pussy lover, until he’d got a taste of my dick, so we both knew the brothers would give him hell. I wasn’t sure if he understood just how much crap they’d give him.
Jay wasn’t a rational person when pissed, and the way he looked at Mitch and Ben could cause a problem he didn’t need. Knowing Jay, he’d want to stake his claim over me in front of them. He was as possessive as I was. Once, we’d been out with Nevaeh at the park, and a guy kept lookin’ over at me. That was until Jay gripped my tee in his fist and pulled me close to kiss me.
Hi. Ben mouthed as he stopped beside Mitch, who eyed Ben up and down before licking his lips.
Ben, Mitch. Mitch, Ben.
They greeted and then looked back to me.
Ben helped me with sign language. I told Mitch and then to Ben I signed. Mitch is the one who trained Vin.
They said a few things to each other, but I wasn’t paying attention. Instead, I looked for Jay. He was no longer standing next to the bike and glaring our way. He was nowhere I could see. Didn’t think he’d up and disappear like that.
A tap to my arm had me turning back to look at Mitch. Ben said he would come to lunch if you have time.
Glancing to Ben, he smiled. Was around this area. Thought I’d call in to see if you had time for lunch myself. He gave me wide eyes. He knew, like I did, Mitch wanted a piece of me. Only in the last few weeks, I’d let Ben know there wasn’t gonna be anything happening between the two of us. He’d asked if Knife had stepped up. Smiling, I’d nodded and then told him I wasn’t gonna be attending class again. It wasn’t for Jay’s sake, but I no longer needed to go. Still, I had warned Jay after that I was still gonna talk to Ben since he wasn’t a bad guy. Jay’s nostrils had flared, and then he’d clipped out, “Fine. But I swear, if he touches you, I’ll cut off his hand.” A threat I took seriously, and admittedly turned me the hell on. He’d never shown his desire to claim someone in the years I’d known him.
Until then.
For me.
It was no wonder the guy had turned me into a happy fool. Shit, even the brothers had been asking whose magic pussy I was dippin’ into for me to smile as I had been.
Jay thought it’d been hilarious when I’d told him.
His cockiness didn’t need the boost, but since I’d shared that just the other night, his confidence had grown, and he no longer questioned if I liked what he was doing.
So lunch? Mitch asked again. I really needed to pay attention more instead of thinkin’ of Jay.
Motherfuck.
The man himself suddenly burst outta the office and started our way. His scrunched up face was enough to tell me he was about to do something.
I just wasn’t sure if I should stop him or not.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Knife
What in the Christ did I have to do? Put a note on Maddox stating he was my property? Seeing him standin’ there talkin’ to two guys I knew, I motherfuckin’ knew wanted a piece of him, pissed me the hell off.
“Yo, Knife,” Billy called with a smirk on his face. “Who’re those guys?”
Who were they?
Arseholes, that was who they were.
After sending Billy the finger, to which he laughed, I thought my idea of a note could be a good way to go. I stalked into the office to find Low sitting behind the desk and Dodge leaning his butt against it lookin’ down at his woman, until I entered.
“Yo, brother. What’s up?”
All I managed was a grunt in reply as I grabbed a piece of paper outta the printer and wrote on it. My handwriting was hard and quick as anger burned low in my gut.
Low leaned over to see what I was writing, then giggled. “Knife, not sure that’s a good idea. Why don’t you just kiss him in front of them?”
My hand stilled. I turned my head towards her to meet her amused gaze. Then flicked my eyes up to Dodge’s to see him smirking.
“Brother, you honestly didn’t think we wouldn’t notice you two have got something goin’ on? You started back just the other day, and I reckon’ just about everyone’s noticed the smiles and looks you two send each other. Fuck, it’s like back in school days and first crushes. The amount of heat you two send off could even get me hard.”
“Just grab the fucker and kiss him,” Low added again with a nod.
I clenched my jaw. Was I ready for everyone to know? From what Dodge was sayin’, they already did, so could I walk out there and kiss Maddox?
Low stood, only I didn’t watch where she went. My eyes went back to the paper as my mind rolled around the thought of staking my claim for the man I loved in front of everyone.
Dodge scooted closer. “You worried what the brothers will think?”
I wasn’t really. I was goddamn happy, and if they had a problem with it, fuck ’em.
What was holding me back?
Maybe the fact that Maddox had kept his preference for men to himself for so fuckin’ long. What would happen if I did walk out there, kiss him, only to have him shove me away if he didn’t want anyone to know?
When I didn’t say anything, Dodge continued in a quieter voice, “Who cares what the others think? Fuck, brother, we’re all searching for what’s ours. I found mine in my little bird. Dive found his in Mena and so on. Have you found yours? If so, don’t let anything stop you from keepin’ it.”
Hell, he was right.
I’d found mine, and it was Maddox.
“Hoo-boy, they’re getting pretty chummy out there,” Low said. I glanced to see her lookin’ out the office window. “From what I can read, they’re asking him to lunch.”
That was fuckin’ it.
I threw the pen down and stalked to the door. Low jumped outta the way as I threw it open. Each step I took ate up the concrete in seconds. I caught Maddox looking at me, his brows dipped in confusion, but I also caught his lips twitching.
As I reached them, I shouldered fuckface Ben outta the way, tagged the back of Maddox’s neck and pulled him into me, finally slanting my mouth over his.
I waited for the shove.
For Maddox to push me away.
Only he didn’t. He smiled against my lips before he opened his mouth and took my kiss, turning it into a hard, possessive one.
Cat calls and cheering broke out around us. I pulled back, turned, and signed while saying. “Got it?”
Ben was already smiling and then gave me a chin lift. Mitch looked a bit put out but nodded.
Yeah, they fuckin’ got it.
Maddox was mine.
I shifted to where Maddox could see me. “Right, I’m goin’ back to work. Have fun at lunch, but lay one hand on him, I’ll slit your throats. They don’t call me Knife for no reason.”
Maddox threw his head back and laughed. I glared at the two dicks and then walked back over to the bike I was workin’ on.
Maddox left soon after. At first I didn’t think he would. But then I remembered it was Mitch’s job to check up on everything, and Maddox still wanted to be friends with fuckface. Didn’t mean I had to be happy about it.
I was bent over tightening the last bolt when I heard behind me, “Sick fuck.”
Straightening, I spun around to glare at the little fucker in front of me. “What’d you say?”
He rolled his eyes and started to walk off. I grabbed his arm and yanked him back to face me. “What. Did. You. Say?”
“He called you a sick fuck, Knife,” Muff offered from not far away.
