Relinquish

by Sapphire Knight

  I creep through the tiny bathroom and can finally make out Avery’s lightly tanned back through the foggy shower door. She looks like a goddess, water trickling over her body in a fluid motion. Her wet hair cascades down her back, outlining the contour of her small curves. Her legs are slightly spread giving me the ultimate view of her firm, round ass. I reach down and grip my cock roughly. The length increases and hardens the more I ravish her with my eyes.

  I open the door and it makes a loud creaky noise. Her back stiffens at the unexpected intrusion.

  “Relax, Shorty.” I climb in behind her, moving her hair over her delicate shoulder so I can sample the sweet skin on her neck. I run my hand delicately over one of her exposed peaks and tweak it slightly. Her lips part slightly to release a puff of air and my dick flexes in response. Her little breaths key me in on what she enjoys and in return, drives me on to explore and learn more about her body. I skim my fingers down her silky skin until I reach her plump lips, leading me to her wet core.

  “Twooo.” She lets out a small moan. Normally I wouldn’t have heard it but having her body so close to mine, I hear the weak plea. She wants this as much as I do.

  “I’m here,” I whisper softly next to her ear.

  She turns in my arms and her warm honey irises are scorching with lust when she sees my body. Little water droplets run over her lips and they entice me to take a sample. I bend down and lightly kiss her top lip then repeat and lightly kiss her bottom lip. Her mouth opens slightly and I taste her sweet breath as she exhales. Strawberries. She tastes like a red, ripe, juicy strawberry; I savor as I take her lips with mine.

  My tongue caresses hers and I take my time exploring her succulent mouth. Her hands press slightly against my chest and I pull her tight against me. I’m not finished yet. I take her mouth more forcefully and I feel her surrender in my arms. She gives in and kisses me back with just as much fervor. She grips my shoulders firmly, flexing her fingers as the kiss deepens.

  She pulls away and gasps, trying to replenish her lungs with air. Her mouth is enflamed and carries a cherry shade from our kiss. I groan at the sight. I want to take her so hard right now. I have an internal need to claim her, mark her as mine at this moment. Avery on the other hand has different ideas.

  She leans in and bites my pec savagely. “Aggghhhh, fuck!” I call out and grasp her hair tightly in my fist. She sucks the skin around the sore area and leisurely makes her way down my toned stomach to my engorged cock. I fist her hair with my other hand and lean my head back as she takes me in her mouth, as deeply as she can. Christ, that feels phenomenal. She swirls her tongue around the ridge of my dick and I blink several times to concentrate on not pulling her closer and forcing myself further into her throat.

  I clear my throat and watch her bob her head up and down my dick for a few minutes. “Enough, Avery,” I say, thoroughly aroused, and she looks up at me from below. Her mouth is wrapped tightly around my cock and her eyes are wide. She looks so fucking innocent and beautiful like this. I grab her bicep and carefully pull her back up in front of me. “You’re too good at that, Shorty. You almost made me lose control,” I say and nod toward the shower wall. She grins at me, her velvety voice letting loose a pleased chuckle. She turns her head slightly and I spin her by her hip so she faces the wall again. I keep hold of her hip as I press down on her back, moving her closer to the wall.

  “Brace yourself, baby.”

  “Okay, 2. Like this?” She widens her arms and attempts to get a good grip on the soap fixtures attached to the tiles.

  “Yeah, perfect.” I spread her legs apart with my knees and line my cock up to her sopping wet entrance. I push in slightly.

  “Oh yes,” she moans and I thrust in deeper.

  I wrap my hand around her waist then place my palm firmly over her clit. I spread my fingers on each side of her entrance so I can feel myself each time I move in and pull out of her. Her tight cunt drips each time I pull myself out to the tip.

  “Fuck, Avery, you feel so good like this, tight and wet. Squeeze that pussy, baby,” I groan as she grips my cock snugly.

  “Ha-harder, please,” she gasps.

  I grip her hip with my other hand and apply pressure to her clit simultaneously with my palm. “Yes.” She whimpers and I flex my fingers. I increase my momentum and start to slam into her roughly. She lays her head against the shower wall and takes each thrust I give her.

  “Fuck, Shorty, I’m about to come.” I bend down and bite into her back. It sets her off and I feel her warm cunt grip me repeatedly as she calls out wantonly. My dick tingles in an intense explosion of pleasure and I feel my thick cum start to spurt inside her. I pull her back to my chest and hold her in an iron grip as I empty my remaining cum deep within her.

  “Holy shit, I don’t know if I can walk after that,” she says breathlessly and I chuckle. I squeeze her to me and kiss her cheek sweetly.

  “It’s all good, after that I’ll carry you if you want.” She giggles and it’s a beautiful sound to hear. “It seems to keep getting better, yeah?” I ask and stare into her pleased golden irises. She gets a tender expression on her face.

  “Yeah, it has always been good, but it’s turned phenomenal. I know this is all fun and stuff but—”

  “NO!” I interrupt her before she can finish. “Don’t go there. Just roll with whatever we are doin’ and feelin.’ I know you like being free and so do I, but we don’t have to analyze this shit right the fuck now, okay?”

  “Okay, yeah, I won’t scrutinize stuff right now,” she says and nods. I kiss her cheek again and grab the towel hanging from the side of the shower and start to dry her off.

  “Good girl.” I wrap the towel around her to keep her warm after I dry every last drop off her. “I need to go over some shit about tonight with you.”

  She looks a little surprised and intrigued, “Um, tonight? What’s going on?”

  “Well, me and some of the guys are going out on business. I need you to stay here and inside the building. London and Jamison will be here too so you guys can chill.” She scrunches up her forehead and opens her mouth. I already know she’s gonna argue or try to butt in.

  “Is everything okay?” she asks as she puts her clothes on.

  “Yeah, everything’s straight. Don’t worry your pretty little head, baby.”

  “Can I do something to help?”

  “Nope, just stay here and out of trouble.”

  “I’m never in trouble,” she says, disgruntled. I put on a fresh pair of boxer briefs and socks. The rest of my clothes can be jacked up, but underwear and socks always have to be clean.

  “Ah, yeah, you are definitely trouble, especially when you get around London.”

  “Well, yeah, maybe, but London’s calmed down a lot since she had the baby. Plus I’m not going to act crazy or anything in your club when you’re not even going to be here. It’ll be pretty weird though being here without you.”

  “It’ll be fine, you take it easy and enjoy yourself.” I put on black jeans, a black t-shirt and my boots.

  “I wish you would just tell me what’s going on. You look like you’re going to go rob a place dressed in all black.” She grins and points to my attire.

  “Already pullin’ the wifey card and you ain’t even my Ol’ Lady yet, huh?” I chuckle and she smiles wide.

  “No, I just can sense when someone’s up to something.”

  “Oh, now you have super powers too?”

  “No! Stop teasing me.” She giggles and I pull her close to me for a hug. “When are you leaving?” Damn it, I thought I had her distracted.

  “Probably in a couple hours, I know Nikoli wanted to change then rest up and shit.”

  “Niko’s going with you?” she asks as we walk down the hallway to the dining room.

  “Yeah, he’s gonna chill with us for a minute.” We walk in and there’s a giant six foot long sub sandwich laid out with paper plates next to it. “Looks like this is lunch today, you want some, Shorty?”


  “Definitely, that looks yummy.”

  I load her up a plate with part of the sub and some chips, then load mine up with double the amount. Every time she visits, we take turns taking care of each other. I’ll take her to get food or she might cook us something. I know it’s very domestic and we tend to lean the other way on that aspect, but it’s nice. I like doing things for her and making her happy. She seems to feel the same way about it too.

  Avery

  Chapter 9

  I don’t know what the hell’s going on around here, but something is obviously up. These guys are prowling around like they are going on some top secret mission. I wish I could find out what it was. It’s not like I can snoop around or anything. There are members or family in every room.

  I need to ask Niko as soon as he gets here, maybe I can get some details from him. I can usually break through his wall and get him to tell me stuff he wouldn’t normally tell anyone. I’ve become sort of his American sister. I don’t say that out loud though, considering what happened to his sisters in Russia. I can’t think of that stuff right now though. I have to keep trying to eavesdrop.

  I walk over to London who’s planted on the sofa holding Jamison while he naps. Kid ran around like crazy and as soon as he sat on her lap to relax, he conked out. Like literally ten seconds and he was fast asleep with his little mouth hanging open. London swears Cain sleeps the same way, but if Cain’s not naked then I really don’t care. I’ve told her that in the past and she thinks it’s hilarious. Little guy pretty much runs the club when he’s here. Every member pays attention to him and plays around with him. It’s so adorable seeing a bunch of big, burly bikers chasing around a miniature Cain and feeding him a bunch of junk food. I bet Jamison loves coming here. I wouldn’t be surprised if that kid runs this club one day.

  “Hey, chickadee.” She beams a wide, white smile.

  “Hey, lady,” I say and sit next to her. My leg still hurts pretty badly so I’ve been sitting a lot and trying not to walk around much. I know I’m a weenie, but I’m not admitting to anyone that it hurts. “So it’s driving me crazy, but do you know what’s really going on?” I try my hand at gossiping. London is like Fort Knox though, these Oath Keepers have no clue just how loyal London is to them.

  “No, I just know Cain told me we needed to be here and stay inside. I trust him though. I know he is only protecting us.”

  “Yeah, it just drives me crazy that 2 won’t tell me, I mean, I’m new to this so some details would be a little nice.”

  “Well, if you really like 2 Piece then get used to it. That’s club business and this is club life. They don’t share anything with anyone. Maybe a little more than nothing if you’re an Ol’ Lady.”

  “Ha, yeah right, I won’t be anyone’s Ol’ Lady or wife anytime soon. So does that mean Cain tells you more?”

  She shrugs. “No, he doesn’t, and I don’t ask either. I’m telling you, Avery, if you plan to stick around, you have to fight through that need to know everything. I know you are an inquisitive person but they are protective men, each one of them. They will only do what needs to be done.”

  “How can you be so okay with everything and the not knowing?”

  “I’m okay with it because I love Cain very much and have accepted his way of life as my own.”

  “Okay, I’ll try to not be so nosey. It may drive me nuts, but I will try because I care for 2. I also don’t want to be known as a busy body or a nagger. He already joked about me acting like a wifey. I thought I’d pass out with that word, but surprisingly it didn’t affect me like I thought it would.”

  “Yeah, I kinda figured on that one. Actually, Cain pointed it out first. I’m surprised; you know 2 Piece doesn’t usually hang with the same chick like he’s done with you.” Jamison stirs in her arms and she starts rocking him slightly. He goes back to his little baby snores after a few minutes.

  “Well, we haven’t really hung together or anything, I mean, just when I visit,” I say quietly.

  “That’s what I’m talking about. He doesn’t see chicks over and over. Just you, so that means you are special to him.”

  “I don’t know about all of that,” I scoff.

  “It’s true. You may not see it, but we do,” she says and I smile.

  Does he really feel strongly for me? I hope so, but I’m scared he really doesn’t. I don’t want to be that attached anyhow. I love my freedom. I wonder how it would be, since he’s different than all the other guys I’ve dated. I wonder if he would stay thoughtful and spontaneous or even be faithful.

  We watch TV for about thirty minutes then Cain and 2 Piece come walking over wearing serious expressions. 2 might be dressed like he’s going to rob someone, but he still looks completely smoking. His chest and arms are well defined in his plain t-shirt and his black jeans hug his ass nicely. His tattoos snake out from all directions and it’s a pleasant reminder of what I got to see in the shower earlier today. Cain bends down to talk softly to London and embraces her lovingly.

  “Hey, Shorty, you good?” 2 asks and pulls me up from the couch to stand in front of him. I give him a small smirk and nod.

  “Yes, I’m fine. Are you okay? Is everything alright? Y’all look so serious.”

  “Everythin’s straight, Avery. I told you, don’t worry. You’re so curious all the damn time.”

  “I know and I don’t mean to be, it’s just my nature. I can’t help it if I want everything to be kosher and you to be happy.”

  “I know, baby, don’t sweat it. I’ll be back soon, you be a good girl, yeah?”

  “I will.”

  “Promise me.”

  “I promise.”

  “Good,” he says against my lips and I melt a little inside. This man is so delectable. I just want to eat him up. He places his hands on each side of my face and lavishes kisses on me. The guys all start teasing, but I ignore it. It’s in this kiss that I feel it for the first time. It feels as if he’s pouring his heart into this kiss and it’s a truly serene feeling. I run my hands under his shirt over his hard muscles, until I rest them on his chest and kiss him back with the same passion. If he is going to show me his soul, then I will show him pieces of mine in return.

  He eventually pulls back slowly and pauses with his face so close to mine, our noses touch and we exchange breaths. He lazily opens his eyes and looks straight into mine with wonder. Our spell is broken when Ares calls to him.

  “Hey, 2, time to roll out, brother. Pack it into Loretta.”

  “Cool,” 2 Piece replies and turns back to me. There are words unspoken, screaming at me from his eyes and I know this is not over. Hopefully it’s only the beginning, if that kiss has any say in the matter. I lick my lips and give a slight nod, never breaking eye contact. He blinks and I see it register that I’m on the same page as he is. “I’ll see you soon, free bird.” He gives me a chaste kiss then turns and walks toward Ares and the other brothers.

  That was surreal. I’m still processing everything that just happened in that brief kiss we shared. And why the hell are they taking Cain’s car, Loretta? They’re bikers, what do they need with a car?

  2 Piece

  “Y’all already got everything loaded up?” I ask Ares and Cain as I sit in the back seat. Loretta rumbles loudly as Cain starts her up and gives her gas. Car is a fuckin’ beast. I don’t even think you can classify this thing as a car anymore, it’s just awesome. Ares is in the passenger side and Cain is driving. Twist and I are riding in the back and the other guys are following us in the van.

  “Yeah, brother, we have all the stuff ready. We just have to get close enough to their club to execute the plan,” Ares says gruffly over Cain’s music. Cain’s blasting Korn through his bad-ass system.

  “If we are worried ‘bout getting close, why the fuck we bring Loretta? This bitch is loud as fuck. You can hear her rumble down the street and that’s not even when Cain stomps on it.”

  “The other van took a shit earlier,” Twist says next to me.

>   “Well that fuckin’ blows. Hope we can fit all those serpent fucks in one van. We should have brought my truck.”

  Cain hollers over his shoulder, “Nah, brother, we can fit like four of ‘em in my trunk if needed, don’t worry ‘bout it.” Well fuck it, if they have it worked out, I’m gonna sit back and relax before shit gets real. Twist turns to me and sneers.

  “I can’t wait to put the gas in their air vents. Those Snakes won’t ever see it comin’.” He starts to snicker and I chuckle at his excitement. Truth is I can’t wait until we do it either.

  We have to get close enough to their club so we can run the toxic gas straight through their air duct. None of them will see it coming until it’s too late. It will be when they are all passed out and sitting ducks.

  “Have any of you guys actually tried this before? I know Prez said he pulled it off with no issues but have y’all actually done it?” I ask and look at everyone in the car. It’s silent except for the radio blaring. Cain chews on his bottom lip, Twist stares out his window and Ares taps his fingers in rhythm to the music.

  “Fuck, seriously? I hope this shit pops off without any issues. I will not get shot on this little outing. I already know from first-hand experience those assholes will shoot first,” I say with a touch of nervousness.

  “Relax, 2. Everything will work out accordingly and we will have us a hog fest, the way we plan to,” Ares attempts to reassure me.

  Not sure how reassuring that actually is. I mean, so he believes in the plan. That’s good, but that doesn’t mean I will. I had way too much shit in life go wrong, for me to all of a sudden start havin’ faith in random shit. I don’t fuckin’ think so. I’m one of those fools with not only a Plan A, or Plan B, but I have a Plan C for shit too. Tonight though, if this goes to shit, my ass is shooting these clowns.

  We drive for about two hours before we pull up close to their club house. They are a little secluded, not as much as our club but there are still plenty of trees for us to hide behind. Cain parks his Challenger behind a cluster of bushes so it won’t easily be seen. We all climb out as the van pulls in behind us. Cain pops the trunk and I see it’s half full with random supplies. I check my weapons to make sure they are loaded and ready to go. Ares hands me a backpack to carry, full of blindfolds and zip ties. I put it on and pace restlessly.