“You think it will work?”
“I think that it will be a slam dunk.” She laughs. “Now come on.”
I take her hand, and she leads me outside. We walk up to Cutter, and Lucy taps him on the shoulder. “Cutter, have you met Izzy? She’s T’s sister and totally available.” She winks at me before walking away.
I’m completely uncomfortable and have no idea how to flirt or anything.
Cutter’s eyes take me in before he smiles at me. “So you’re club royalty then?”
I laugh. “I guess you could say that.” My skin heats and I know that Max is watching me. I scan the yard and find him leaning against a wall. I take a seat on the bench next to Cutter and angle my body toward his.
“So what’s your story?”
“Haven’t you heard? I don’t know my story.” I shrug. “Still trying to figure out how I got here.”
His hand moves to the back of the bench almost as if he’s getting ready to wrap it around my shoulder. I can feel his fingers touch the back of my neck.
“That’s a shame. At least you found a home here.” His hand starts to rub my neck and I close my eyes because it feels good.
When I open them he is staring at me. The fire in his eyes is making me uneasy. I don’t want him and it isn’t fair to make him think I do. I’m not cut out for the games. I just want Max to stop being such a stubborn ass and be with me.
“You know, I have some food cooking and I completely forgot about it. Hopefully, it isn’t burnt.” I get up quickly and make my way inside.
I push the swinging doors to the kitchen open, deciding maybe a drink will help calm my nerves. I pour myself a shot of the fruity rum Lucy keeps stashed in here. It burns as I swallow it, but my body eases at the same time.
I hear the doors swing open, assuming it will be Lucy.
I turn to see the person who has been taking up my every thought lately.
Max.
Chapter Fourteen
Izzy
“What are you doing here?” My eyes narrow at him. I pour another shot, swallowing it down.
“Better question.” He takes a step toward me. “What were you doing out there?”
Is he serious?
He’s pissed at me?
I shove him, letting every ounce of rage I’ve felt in the past couple days out. “Screw you. If you are too chicken shit to be with me then maybe I need to start looking for other options.” I run out of the kitchen and stomp up the stairs toward my room, needing to be far away from him. Stupid jackass. Once I get to my room, I kick my foot out to close the door, but the slam I’m waiting for never happens.
“You aren’t looking anywhere for anything.” Max’s voice sounds behind me. I hear the door shut and my chest is heaving from all the emotions running through me right now.
I whip around. He’s closer to me, but I’m not backing down. The couple shots have hit my system and I’m feeling a little braver than normal. “Oh, yea? Why not? You’re obviously not willing to be with me. What’s stopping me from walking down there, going up to one of those guys and grabbing their—”
His mouth slams against mine and I gasp in surprise, giving him the opening he needs. His hands brace my face, holding me against him. “I need you more than I need the fucking air in my lungs. Staying away from you this past week hurt. You think I like these assholes looking at you? I want to rip their goddamn eyes out. All I want is to have you with me, to have you be mine.”
I open my eyes and look at him. “Then make me yours.”
His eyes widen a bit before his mouth presses to mine again. His hands move down until they rest on my hips. He pulls me against his hard body, and I grip the back of his neck, holding him to me. He grips my ass and lifts me up. I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist.
I can feel him moving and then he presses me against the wall. He breaks our kiss, and I open my eyes to look into his.
“Do you know what you’re asking me for?”
I nod.
“You know that if I agree to this we need to keep it secret till I patch in?”
I nod.
“I need to hear you, babe. I need to know that you want this.”
I take a deep breath. “I want this. I want you.” My eyes drift over to the bed. “I...um...I don’t know if I’ve ever done this before.”
Max kisses me again. “I have been dreaming about you every goddamn night.” He carries me over to where my bed is before slowly easing me down to the floor. “If you are sure then I want to show you how much I’ve missed you. How much you mean to me.”
I lift up on my tiptoes and kiss him. “I want this.”
My hands slide down his front before gripping the hem of his shirt and lifting it over his head. I look down and am mesmerized by the definition of his chest and the tattoos that decorate it.
“Your turn,” Max whispers and his voice hits me right in my core. His hands slowly drag my shirt up, revealing an inch of skin at a time until he drops it to the floor. My red lace bra is sexy, and I grin, knowing that I made sure to wear the matching boy shorts today. “Jesus.” His tongue darts out and wets his lips.
I pop the button on my jeans before sliding them down.
As I stand in from of him in just my bra and panties nerves run wild through me. I run my hands up his chest and pray for them to stop shaking.
He grabs my hands. “We don’t have to do this, Izzy. If you’re not ready…”
“No, that’s not it. I guess I’m just nervous.” I look away, feeling like a child.
His fingers grip my chin, pulling my gaze back to him. “Don’t be scared. I’d never hurt you.”
I know that. I trust him completely.
He kisses me again before pulling away and dropping his jeans to the floor. The boxer briefs he has on hug his large thighs tight and the bulge in them makes me swallow nervously.
His hand traces up my back before unclasping my bra. It falls to the floor, the sound so loud in the quietness of the room. Max pushes forward a bit and eases me down to the bed. He hovers over me, and I’m lost in his eyes. I reach up, stroking his cheek before he kisses me again. His kisses trail down my jawline, across my collarbone, and down to my breasts. I gasp when he takes one of my nipples into his mouth. My back arches as my hands grip onto him. I hear him chuckle and look down at him.
“You are so responsive. This is gonna be amazing.” Before I can respond he starts moving lower, each kiss inflaming the skin it touches. He traces the line of my boy shorts with his finger, giving me chills, and I can feel myself getting wetter with each stroke of his finger. His mouth opens and he takes the lace in between his teeth, dragging it down a bit. He stops and kisses the newly exposed skin. I shiver from the contact. Teeth clasp my panties again, dragging them down more before he stops once more, repeating the same torture. I moan from the contact. He grabs the lace once more before I’m fully exposed.
I look down at Max.
He has a wicked smile on his face. I feel his hand pull the lace all the way down and off of me before pressing my legs open. The cool air hits me and I take a deep breath in. When Max’s head dips, my fists grip the sheets as the pleasure shoots through my body. I hear him laugh again.
“If you keep bucking I can’t do this right.” Both of his hands grip my thighs, holding them down and keeping me open for him. “Just relax, babe.”
His tongue traces up through my middle. My muscles clench and I can feel something building in me. When I feel two of his fingers push into me I yell his name. He starts to move quicker, his tongue flicking at me while his fingers push in and out of me. My legs start to shake before I lose all control. I feel like I’m spiraling, falling down a hole, not caring if I ever land.
My chest is heaving when Max appears above me again. “Jesus, you are gorgeous when you lose control.”
I smile at his compliment and at the fact that we finally get to be together.
“You ready?” His eyes seem to be looking for the answ
er in mine.
“Yes.” I say the word even though I’m unsure of the answer. I want him, but the uncertainty of this puts me on edge.
Max kisses me again. “I don’t know if this will hurt you. If you need me to stop just say the word. We’ll go at your pace.”
I nod my answer, not trusting my voice.
He slowly pushes into me and my nails dig into his back. It doesn’t hurt, but it feels very strange. Once he is all the way in, he stills. I feel so full. A part of me wonders if it will hurt me when he moves.
Max slowly pulls out of me before pushing back in. A moan slips from my mouth because the motion is turning pleasurable. The more he moves the louder I get.
“I love to hear you, babe, but you gotta keep it down. If anyone catches us I’m fucked.”
I nod, laughing a little at his choice of words.
“You okay if I start to go faster?”
“Yes.” I place a kiss on his lips.
He lets out a sound that I can only describe as a growl. Max starts to move again, but he’s no longer moving slow. Each time he pushes into me harder than the next. He’s hitting a spot inside of me that makes me feel like I might fall apart.
“You’re so tight. It feels like heaven inside of you.” He groans. “Between watching you fall apart and being inside of you I’m not gonna make it much longer.” His hand reaches down between us, finding my sweet spot and rubbing it in quick circles.
I moan his name as I feel another release coming.
“Let go, baby,” Max whispers in my ear, and I fall down the hole once more. I’m floating, and in the distance, I hear him groan before he stops moving. “You okay?”
“Perfect,” I whisper to him.
“Shit.” I hear him curse and I freeze thinking I must have done something wrong. “I’m gonna take a shot in the dark and say you aren’t on birth control, right?”
I shake my head.
“Fuck. We need to get you a pill or something.”
He stands up and starts to get dressed before turning back to me. His hand grips mine and he pulls me up so I’m standing in front of him. “I don’t want you to clean yourself off. It’s going to kill me to go down there and not have my hands on you. At least when the brothers try to talk to you I know I’ll still be all over you.”
I scrunch my nose up.
Max laughs before kissing me. “Think what you want, but get dressed and get your sexy ass downstairs.”
He opens and closes the door, leaving me alone. I pick up my strewn clothes, getting dressed before running my fingers through my hair to try and tame it.
My door opens and I turn to see Lucy. “Told you it would work. How was it?”
“It was…” I think back to watching him hover over me. “Amazing.” Then I think about him freaking out because he forgot to use something. “Can I ask you something?”
“Anything, chica, what’s up?”
“How do I get birth control? Should I find a doctor?”
“Oh God, no. That’s the last thing your brother needs to hear you’re doing. Doc is stopping by later to give me my shot. I’ll tell him you need one too. If I tell him to keep it to himself, he will. We have gotten close over the years.”
“And the shot is good?”
She nods.
“Okay, thanks.” I hesitate asking her about what I need to take for now.
“What else?”
She’s good. “I need a pill. We didn’t use anything.”
Her face drops. “I’m gonna give that idiot hell. Don’t worry. I’ll let Doc know you need something for now, babe.”
I give her a hug. She is surprised at first before she returns it.
“Thanks for being so great to me.”
“Of course. We’re family, girl.”
Family.
It feels so good to hear that.
Chapter Fifteen
Izzy
I hit the hard ground, the force knocking the wind from my body.
That’s when he hovers over me. His smile is menacing and it scares me that he seems like he is about to enjoy this. His hand pulls back and before I can scream his fist plows into my face. My cheek explodes in pain as my head whips to the side and smashes into the dirt. As much as I want to hold it in I can’t, and sobs start to come out of my mouth.
“What’s wrong, baby? Pretty sure that you like it rough.” His voice taunts me right before his boot connects with my rib.
The pain radiates through my whole body. “Should we take her for a spin first?” Another voice growls from behind me. His hand runs over my ass before smacking it hard. More tears fall from my eyes.
No.
Please.
“Nah, let’s just finish the job,” the one in front of me says.
His fist hits my face again and the darkness sets in.
Hands grasp me and I scream.
“Izzy!” My eyes spring open. Nikki is standing in front of me. Her face is marred with worry as she looks down at me.
I look around frantically before realizing that I’m in my room.
Safe.
“Jesus, you scared the shit out of me. I could hear you next door. What happened?” She sits down next to me, her hand rubbing my arm.
“I-I had a nightmare. Sorry I woke you up.” I close my eyes, trying to calm down.
“What was it about?”
Can I tell her? Should I?
I saw his face. I know what he looks like. At least one of them. For some reason, something inside of me is screaming to keep my mouth shut.
“Just a bunch of images. Nothing really made sense. I guess it freaked me out.”
She studies me, and I don’t think she believes me. “You’re lucky your brother had an early appointment ‘cause there is no way he’d buy that bullshit.”
I feel like crap lying to her.
“You need anything?” she asks, standing up.
“No. Thank you.”
Nikki nods at me before walking away.
I close my eyes and see his face again. The smile he had while he was hurting me. A chill passes through me.
The clock beside me says it’s a little before nine, so I decide to get up and start getting ready. I jump in the shower, needing to wash the nightmare off of me. I feel like my memory is slowly returning. I’ve been getting little things back, like the other day I asked the girls to grab some chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream for me because it was my favorite. Tracie stared at me for a second before I realized what I did. That I had never said that before. Sure it’s something small, but anything at this point is better than the nothing I was left with.
Getting dressed for the day, I think back to last night. It felt so good to be with Max. Almost on cue my phone buzzes.
Max: My sister is graduating today. Feel like keeping me company?
He’s asking me to come with him? In the back of my mind, I was wondering if he would revert back to his old ways. If I would have to beg him just to be around me.
Me: Yes! What time?
I start my makeup, wanting to look my best, especially because I’m sure his family will be there also. I stop mid-mascara swipe. His family will be there. I’ll be meeting them. In five seconds I’ve gone from excited to freaking out. I check my phone when it buzzes again.
Max: I’ll be there to get you in an hour.
An hour? Crap. I have to speed through this shit. My door opens and Lucy walks in. I spill the contents of my makeup bag, cursing.
She comes over to help me pick stuff up. “You okay?”
“No! Max just asked me to come with him to his sister’s graduation, which is awesome. The problem is he said he’ll be here in an hour and I’m a mess.” I let out a sigh of frustration.
“No problem. Let’s get you ready.” Lucy plugs in the curling iron on my dresser before sliding over a chair and telling me to sit down. “I used to do my sister’s hair all the time.” I watch her face drop in the mirror.
“What happened to her?”
Lucy has never really talked about her story.
“Another story for another time.” She offers me a smile, but I can see the pain hidden behind it.
With her help, by the time I get the text from Max that he is outside, I am completely ready. “Will you cover for me if Twisted asks where I am?”
“Already was going to.” She smiles.
I give her a hug. “Thanks so much, Luce.”
“Be good!” she shouts as I race out of the door.
I step outside to see Max’s truck. Climbing in, I want to pull him into a hug and kiss him, then I look around and see a few brothers hanging out. “Hey,” I say as I pull my seatbelt on.
“Hey, gorgeous.”
I hate hiding us.
He pulls out of the lot and onto the road. We are only driving for a couple minutes when he pulls over onto the side of the road. Before I know what’s happening he releases my seatbelt and yanks me over to him. His mouth presses against mine as I climb onto his lap. My hands are resting on his shoulder as he places a few kisses on my neck. I can feel his hardness against my core. He lifts up, grinding against me, and my panties are instantly wet.
“That’s the hello I want with you,” he mumbles.
“Feel free to come say hello whenever you want.”
We both laugh. “As much as I want you to stay just like this, I can’t drive with you on my lap.”
I pout at him, and he lurches forward, biting my bottom lip. I slip off of him, but instead of returning to my side of the bench seat I settle in next to him. His hand rests on my thigh as he pulls back onto the road. “How are you feeling after yesterday?”
“Okay.” Tell him about the dream. “I wish you could stay with me at night.”
“Shit. You and me both.” Max shakes his head.
“So tell me about your sister. What’s her name?”
“Mallory. She is great.” He smiles, and I can see how much he cares about her just from his expression.
“How about your parents?”
The smile he had on drops. “They’re assholes. Let’s leave it at that.”
I don’t respond. Unsure of what I could say to him.
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