by Erin Trejo
We head back toward town and meet up with Tank and Cher at the tattoo parlor.
“You weren’t joking?” Jada gives me a sideways glance. She is so fucking beautiful she just doesn’t know.
“Fuck no. Come on.” Dragging her inside, I stop at the desk.
Jada
“Tank I need a favor.” Smiling sweetly up at him, he looks confused.
“Whatever you need, your man got it.” He chuckles slightly, but I just look at him.
“What is it?” He finally cracks when I don’t budge. I like getting my own way.
I whisper my request to him, and he laughs. Asshole.
“You’re not playin’?” Shaking my head, he walks away. I can’t stop the smile that tugs at me. I know what I’m doing.
“He’s fucking hot!” Cher grabs my arm giggling.
“He’s a nice guy. Come on.” I drag Cher along with me toward the back following one of the tattoo artists into a room.
“Have a seat and take off that shirt.” The man says, and I do.
“Are you really getting a tattoo?” Cher smiles over at me where I sit.
“Not just a tattoo. It’s a brand.” Her eyes narrow as the man starts to work his magic. The feelings that I have flowing through me skyrocket my mood. I want so much for Creed to love this and I hope he doesn’t flip his shit.
We sit in the back for hours even after I heard Creed screaming about leaving me alone with some guy. Cher laughed her ass off.
“You really love him still don’t you?” Cher smiles as the man finishes up. I hope this is the right choice I just made. It is permanent.
“I never stopped. I just got lost for a while. I love him more than anything.” Smiling at her she beams.
“You always have loved him. I could always tell.”
“What’s up with you and Tank?” Wiggling my eyebrows at her, she laughs.
“I just met him, but he seems nice. I don’t know a thing about your lifestyle, though. He invited me to come out to the clubhouse for a while if I wanted to check it out.” Suddenly I’m taken aback. I don’t think I have ever seen Tank with a woman and I know how the other guys are.
“Are you going to?” She looks over at me shrugging.
“I have nothing left here. I thought I might. Why is it bad?” Shaking my head, I feel like I need to tell her all my past.
“Things can get rough Cher. I mean, I was with another club before I found Creed again. They were horrible. Fallen Angels are different, though. They aren’t completely clean, though.” Cher nods her head. I would hate to drag her into something that she wasn’t ready for. I don’t think Tank would do anything to hurt her, not on purpose but she still needs to know.
“He said you guys were leaving in a few days.” I nod my head as I pull my shirt back on.
“We needed to work some things out between us.” She nods like she already knows. Maybe she does, Tank does have a big mouth.
“I get it. You ready?” Her upbeat attitude sets the mood for me too. I’m glad we ran into her. We talked all afternoon like I never left.
Walking back out front laughing, Creed flies to his feet.
“What the fuck was you doin’ gettin’ a whole-body tattoo?” His eyes track my body but don't seem satisfied that he doesn’t see a tattoo.
“No! That’s crazy Creed. What did you get anyway?” I look over his arms in that tight t-shirt he has on, but I don’t see anything either.
“That’s a fuckin’ surprise sweetheart.” His lips press a gentle kiss to mine as I smile.
“So is mine.” The growl that leaves his throat sets my body on fire. I want this man with every fiber of my being.
“I want to take you to the hotel darlin’.” His teeth graze my neck causing me to suck in a breath. How does he feel so perfect?
“I want you to fuck me hard and rough. Make me scream your name.” His eyes sear into mine. It’s like he’s seeing into my soul. He knows what I want from him without ever saying the words.
“My name better be the last one you ever scream.” The soft nod I give him must be enough because he pulls me against him.
“Be right back.” Creed grabs my hand and pulls me toward the back before sliding us into the bathroom.
“What are you doing?” I watch his eyes as he unzips his jeans, pulling his dick free. Fisting it in his hand, he strokes it up and down.
“Jada, you have me so fuckin’ horny I can barely stand it.” His hand pumps faster as my eyes widen.
“Pull those pants down.” He nods toward my jeans, which I do with a new-found quickness.
“Climb up there on the counter. Spread your legs darlin’.” His voice is strained as he continues to stroke himself. My breathing picks up its pace.
“Oh, God Jada. Fuck babe, just like that.” Sitting with my legs spread wide, he licks his lips.
“You’re so fuckin’ wet. FUCK! Tell me what you want Jada. You want me to lick that pussy hard and rough? You want me to make you come all over that counter?” He takes slow, deliberate steps toward me. My body quivers with his words and what’s to come.
Without another word my hand slides between my legs, stroking my clit in the same rhythm as he is his dick.
“Fuck me! Jada that’s so fuckin’ sexy.” He growls before he lets go of himself and dips his head between my legs.
Gripping my thighs, he pulls me toward the edge of the counter before he drops to his knees.
“You smell so fuckin’ good.” His tongue flicks over my clit. I moan and groan while his tongue whips around caressing me.
Creed sticks his tongue straight into my pussy while my finger goes back to circling my clit. God, he can set off so much pleasure within me I can hardly be still.
“Fuck babe. Let me suck that clit. You want me to make you come?” His lips suction onto my clit, and I almost die right there on the spot. He sucks so hard—I have to bite my tongue to keep from screaming.
“Oh God, Creed. I’m going to come.” He growls before shoving his face further into my pussy sucking like he never has before.
I feel I’m ready to blow when he sucks harder.
“Creed!” I come so hard my body feels like it may shake right off this counter but Creed holds me in place. He sucks and licks softly until I finish shaking.
Licking my lips, I look down at his hand between his legs.
“My turn.”
Sliding off the counter, I drop straight to my knees.
Chapter 15
Creed
“Oh, fuck me, Jada.” Her lips are so fucking soft. She sucks me off like she may never get another chance. I don’t fucking complain, though, hell no, it’s too fucking good.
“Yeah, darlin’.” Knotting my hand in the back of her hair, I tilt my head back. Her lips slide up and down on my shaft making my body quake. This girl sucks like she can’t get enough.
Her tongue twirls around the tip before sliding me all the way back in. I can feel my dick hitting the back of her throat, my balls slapping her chin. Fuck this is the best feeling I’ve ever had.
“Ohhhh. Babe, I’m about to lose it.” Her moan has me fucking her mouth faster. I didn’t want to push her but the way she is pleasing me right now, I can’t stop myself.
My dick swells between those sexy lips, and after the next two bobs of her head, I come all in her mouth. Hot, wet spurts hit the back of her throat. I didn’t know I could fucking nut that hard, but here I am doing it.
A few more thrusts inside her mouth, I pull my dick free, rubbing it around her lips. Her tongue chases it like it’s a sweet candy treat.
“You love my dick darlin’?” Jada licks her lips before I pull her up in front of me.
“You are amazing. I love every fucking piece of you.” My eyes stay on hers. I can see the realness in them. My heart fills with so much unknown emotion that I don’t know how to handle it.
Kissing her lips gently I remember that we left Tank and Cher out in the waiting area.
“Oh, sh
it darlin’. We left those two.” Chuckling, Jada pulls her jeans up while I adjust myself before she looks up at me.
“Are we ok Creed?” Her words are like a slap in the face. I hate that she even has to question us. Of everything I want in life, I want Jada happy and safe. I want her to understand how much I love her and that there is nothing going to pull us apart again. I need her more than I need air.
“We’re always good sweetheart.” Pressing my lips to her forehead, I know we still need to discuss what happens when we go back.
“Hey, Creed. Don’t wanna rush your party but Sharp called we need to hit the hotel brother.” I can tell by the sound of his voice something's off. I don’t ask, though—I don’t need Jada any more stressed than she already is.
“Got it, brother.” Hooking my arm around Jada, I lead her from the bathroom reaching over to wipe a little something she missed. Jada reaches for my hand and sucks my finger into her mouth before she walks away.
“You’re gonna pay for that.” I chase behind her slapping her ass before pulling my glasses over my eyes.
Damn that girl has a hold on me.
Walking out front of the building I stop off with Tank while Jada runs over to Cher.
“What’s goin’ on?” Tank shakes his head, and he doesn’t look happy. I know something is going on.
“Sharp wants us to head back tomorrow. Someone’s been watchin’ us. Feds been on the Shadow’s you know and came up with shit. I don’t know fuckin’ details or anything. He wants us to stay inside and keep watch. Even ole’ girl right there has to roll. Sharp said the mention was for both of us and two ladies. That’s the only ladies around brother.” Shit! How did they follow us out here?
“Fuck brother. Don’t get the girls stirred up. I don’t want Jada panickin’ about these motherfuckers again. As for that one, shit brother you’re on your own.” Chuckling, I walk away from him and straight toward Jada.
“That’s some fucked up shit Creed. You know I don’t handle that girly shit well.” The sarcastic tone of his voice makes me laugh harder.
“You can do it, brother. I believe in you.” Grabbing Jada around the waist, Tank laughs.
“You owe me, motherfucker.” Huffing around, I can’t stop laughing. If anyone can handle a random female, it’s Tank.
“What’s that about?” Jada smiles up at me with those innocent eyes.
“Girl troubles. Hey, Sharp said we need to head back tomorrow. I’m sorry we have to cut this short, but we can always come back.” Jada looks up at me, and I fall apart inside. If any of the Shadow’s get their hands on her, I’ll lose her forever. They will put a bullet in her head and not think twice about it. I can’t let that happen to her. I won’t.
“You ok Creed?” Her eyebrows pull together, and a look of concern crosses her face. She can sense something's off—I know she can.
“Everything’s perfect. See if your girl wants to hang out tonight. We’re orderin’ in.” Kissing her cheek, she smiles at me before running toward Cher again.
“I don’t like this brother. Something just feels off.” Tank puts his hand on my shoulder. I nod because I feel it too.
“I know. Let’s just get them back to the hotel.” We both agree when Jada rushes back over to me. I damn near drop the girl when she leaps into my arms.
“You a little happy darlin’?” Spinning her in my arms her lips touch my neck. God the things she does to me.
“I love you Creed. I mean it. I really love you.” Gripping her ass in my hands, I walk us toward my bike.
“You can show me how much you fuckin’ love me when we get back.” Giving her ass a squeeze Jada giggles before I set her in front of the bike.
I climb on and wait for Jada to throw that sexy leg over behind me, her hands gripped around me. I never knew I would love having a girl on the back of my bike, but damn, she changes everything.
Jada
Sitting here thinking about my life, I don’t want to imagine it without Creed. He has meant so much to me for so long, and now that I have him back I never want to let him go.
We ordered in and after the food was delivered we watched a ton of movies. I don’t know what’s going on, but the guys are on edge tonight. I’m not the only one that’s noticed either. Cher has brought it up more times than I have.
A new movie flashes onto the screen as I yawn and stretch out on the bed next to Cher.
“They are some real buzz kills,” Cher whispers making me laugh.
“I have no idea what’s wrong with them.” We both look over as Tank and Creed talk in the corner. They are so hushed I can’t make out shit they are saying.
Creed keeps shaking his head and running his hand through his hair. It completely mesmerizes me too. I can’t take my eyes off him to focus on the movie.
“That man lives up to his name, doesn’t he?” Looking over at Cher I follow her gaze to Tank. She is a complete mess.
“He is huge.” We both chuckle before Cher looks at the time. It must be late by the look on her face.
“Shit I need to go. It’s almost one in the morning!” Grabbing her around her waist, I hug her. I lay my head on her shoulder loving that I have my friend back.
“I’ve really missed you, Cher.” She turns her head and kisses my cheek.
“You will always be my best friend, Jada. I’m glad we found each other again.” We hug for a minute in an awkward position until we hear the groans coming from the guys.
We both look over at the same time to see them staring at us.
“What the hell?” Cher jumps up off the bed, looking between the two.
“Oh, what the fuck? You can’t expect us to not fuckin’ get our dicks hard when two chicks are rollin’ around the bed together.” Tank stands his ground while I laugh. Creed looks so distant and lost, though.
“We weren’t rolling around the bed! You are so nasty.” Cher starts to grab her purse when Tank’s eyes follow her movements.
“Where do you think you’re goin’?” When Tank speaks, Creed’s eyes move too. They both share a nervous glance before Tank moves forward.
“I’m going home. It’s late.” The tension in this room is so thick I can barely breathe. I’ve lived around MC’s long enough to know when shit is going down.
“What the fuck is happening? They find me?” Standing up I look between the two of them. Tank looks over at Creed, and so do I.
“Not now Jada. Everything’s fine.” I see the looks being passed around the room and everything is not fine.
“You know what Creed. I lived with Kenny for a long fucking time. I know when shit isn’t right! Now tell me!” I snap at him. I’ve had enough of being the silent one. I want to know what the hell is going on when it involves me.
“I’ll call you Jada.” Cher smiles at me but Tank steps in front of her.
“There’s a little problem with you leavin’ sweetheart.” Cher’s eyes dart to Tanks with her hands on her hips.
“Oh yeah? What would that problem be?” She is defiant, and I love it. She isn’t backing down from him.
“You’re not leavin’. So, make this easy on all of us and sit that pretty little ass on the bed right there.” Tank’s big bald head glistens in the light of the room, but Cher is getting pissed.
“Creed? Why can’t she go home?” It’s my turn to be the bitch now. She’s my friend, and I want answers.
“We are leavin’ in the mornin’, and she’s gotta go with. I have fuckin’ orders, and for everyone’s protection, I’m fuckin’ followin’ them. Now both of you make this easier on us please.” Creed nods toward the bed, but I’m ready for a fight. No way in hell is he forcing my friend to do anything she doesn’t want to do.
“Creed, God damn it!” Before I can say another word, loud booms fill the room. The glass breaks and shatters, the lamp on the bedside table explodes into shards.
Creed is on me in seconds. He throws me to the ground with his body covering me. Cher screams become muffled, and I start to panic.
“She’s fine. Tank has her.” Shaking underneath him, I’m scared to death. I know this is Kenny’s doing. It has to be.
“Get her and get in the bathroom. Don’t fuckin’ come out.” Creed growls before kissing me quickly. I do as I’m told when he moves, grabbing Cher and pulling her along with me.
Creed and Tank are crouched low moving toward the door with guns in hand. My heart is hammering, and I’m scared to death. I don’t know who it is, but I’m sure it has to do with Kenny.
“What the hell was that?” Cher shakes as I wrap my arms around her. How do I explain this to her?
“It’s all my mistakes, Cher. I’m so sorry.” We hug each other for a minute when she pulls back.
“I’m here for you Jada. I always will be.” Smiling slightly, I pull her back into me. At least she isn’t flipping out on me.
The bathroom door flies open, and Creed is standing in front of us. We both jumped like we were ready to run which almost makes me laugh.
“We gotta move.” Nodding I grab Cher and pull her with me. Tank is standing guard at the door before I realize that they already took our stuff out of the room.
“Come on. Move when we say, understand?” We both nod at Creed before I grab Tank.
“She’s my best friend Tank. She’s all I have left.” He understands, I know he does, I can see the look in his eyes. Understanding and compassion.
“Darlin’ I will protect that girl with my life. No worries.” He leans in quickly kissing my forehead. Creed sees the whole display but doesn’t comment. An unspoken agreement is made.
Tank steps forward grabbing Cher from me.
“You run when I say run. Never leave my side.” He doesn’t ask her he tells her and she understands.
“Ready?” Creed grabs my hand as I nod. I don’t know what’s out there, but I trust my man to protect me from it.
Chapter 16
Creed
