Pipe (Fallen Lords MC Book 2)

by Winter Travers

  “You think that I fucked around this whole month, Nikki? How the fuck did you figure that?” His grip tightened on my wrists, and he pulled my arms taut above my head.

  I strained against his hold, but I knew he wasn’t going to let me go. “Because it took you a whole month to find me. If you really wanted me, you would have been knocking down my door before I even left. I came to your room, saw you with that chick, and then you let me leave.”

  “I didn’t fucking let you do anything. You left because instead of telling me what the hell you were feeling, you ran with your tail between your legs. I didn’t fucking know what was going on with us. You were there, and then you were gone.”

  “I didn’t know what else to do.”

  He leaned down, his lips hovering over mine. “And I didn’t know what to do either. But I’ve figured it out, and I’m not going to let you push me away for some bullshit reason. You weren’t the first chick to show up at my door, but you were the first to make me feel like a jackass.”

  I ground my teeth. “Sorry I wasn’t able to stroke your ego.”

  “So fucking sassy,” he growled. “I’m gonna clue you in on something, and you’re not going to like it, but you need to get past whatever bullshit feelings you have and listen.”

  “You’re not really giving me much choice.” I tried one last time to yank my arms down, but he wasn’t budging.

  “I have been with a shit ton of women, Nikki.”

  “Duh,” I scoffed. I would have to be an idiot not to know that.

  “And each one always came back, wanting more.”

  I bucked my hips and shook my head. “Nope, don’t wanna know this.”

  “Shush, woman. That’s the part you’re going to have to get over. They all came back for more, but none of them got it. I wasn’t interested in more than one night, and that was it. It didn’t matter who they were”

  “Then I guess I better go,” I muttered.

  “I didn’t want them again because they didn’t offer me anything I couldn’t get from ten other women. Then you happened. Your smart mouth and sexy body found their way into my bed, and for the first fucking time, I wanted more.”

  “Well, you had a shitty way of showing me you wanted more.” A woman in his bed wasn’t the best way to show me that.

  “As soon you walked away from me that night, I kicked that chick out of my bed. All I could think about this past month was you and me that night. All I wanted was that night over, and as much I would have liked to move on from you and take any chick to bed with me, the only one that would do was you. Fucking A, Nikki. I tried, one night I got so fucking desperate, hating the fact that you had left, I tried to be with someone else. It didn’t fucking work because the only way I could get hard was to close my eyes and think of you. I tossed her out on her ass so quick because it felt like I was cheating on you even though there wasn’t anything going on with us.”

  “So I’m supposed to be glad you tried to fuck me out of your system.”

  Pipe ran his fingers through his hair and rolled off me. “Nikki, you frustrate the hell out of me. You aren’t listening to the parts that are important. I didn’t have sex with anyone else because all I fucking want is you.”

  I clamped my mouth shut and turned my head to the side.

  “So now you’re not going to talk to me? Not letting you run again, Nikki. I’ll keep telling you until you get it through your thick skull.” He brushed my hair off my face and pressed a kiss to my neck.

  Don’t budge, Nikki. Do not bend to this man’s touch.

  *

  Chapter 20

  Pipe

  Her soft skin beneath my lips reminded me why I was willing to fight for this woman ‘til my last breath.

  I knew she felt it, but she was too damn stubborn to admit it. “Talk to me, sugar. I don’t know what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours.”

  “It was a thick skull a minute ago,” she grumbled.

  “Even then, it was still pretty. Now talk,” I insisted.

  A sigh escaped from her lips. “We’ve talked about everything. Now it comes to the doing part, and I’m downright terrified.”

  I wiggled my eyebrows. “Doing part? You mean sex? Because you don’t have anything to worry with that, sugar.”

  She socked me on the shoulder and rolled her eyes. “The part where we actually become an us. Where I’m the only person you’re with.”

  “Don’t know if you heard me before, but I’ve been doing that for the past month, I’m good.”

  She reached up and brushed her fingertips against my cheek. “But how long will you be good for? You just said you don’t go back to the same girl twice. How do you know I’m going to be enough?”

  “Sugar, the only way you’re going to know if you are enough for me, is to just let go. You keep doubting every word coming out of my mouth, we’ll be over before we even begin.”

  She closed her eyes, and her teeth snagged her bottom lip.

  I held my breath knowing this was it. If she said no and didn’t give me a second chance, we were done. I wasn’t going to pressure her. She needed to come to her decision on her own. I had let her know everything she needed to know.

  “Just promise me if you need to go, just let me know. Don’t cheat on me or start resenting me. I can’t handle that, Pipe. Just go if you need to.”

  “Open your eyes, sugar.”

  Her eyes slowly opened, and they were clouded with tears. “I’ve always been yours, Pipe.”

  My breath whooshed out of me, and I hung my head. “Fucking hell, woman. You know how to get right to the truth and gut me.”

  “I don’t want to play games, Pipe,” she whispered.

  I dropped down on my elbows and nuzzled her neck. “Except the dick match game with your girls.”

  She giggled and tilted her head, giving me better access. “Except that.”

  I nipped her earlobe and whispered, “I need you right now, sugar.”

  She wrapped her arms around me. “I don’t know what you’re waiting for.”

  I chuckled and trailed kisses down her neck and over her exposed collarbone. “Not a damn thing. I’m not waiting for a damn thing anymore. I’ve got you again, and this time, I’m not letting you go.”

  Her nails scratched up my back. “Then take me,” she whispered.

  I didn’t need to be told twice.

  My legs tangled with hers, my hands gently grabbing her arms, and I flipped us over. My fingers unsnapped her bra, dragging the straps down her arms, and I tossed it on the floor. “God damn, Nikki,” I growled. Her breasts were fucking perfect, gently hanging in front of me. “I’ve decided you aren’t allowed to ever leave my bed. Naked twenty-four seven only for me.” My hands molded to her breasts, and she leaned into my touch.

  “As long as you’re naked with me,” she moaned.

  My dick strained against the tight fabric of my boxers as my hands traveled around to her back and to her panties. “Not naked enough though,” I mumbled. I worked her panties down her legs as far as I could, and she shimmied them off the rest of the way, rubbing her body against me the whole way.

  She sat back, resting her hands on her bare thighs, and looked down at me.

  I sat up and wrapped my arms around her waist. “I fucking missed this. One night, and you completely changed my world.”

  “You’re welcome,” she smirked. Her hands cradled my face. “We haven’t even started yet, handsome.”

  Here was the Nikki who had caught my attention. Sexy as fuck, and sassy as hell. “Take my boxers off, sugar.”

  Her hands went to the waistband of my boxers, and I lifted up as she tugged them down. “Now we’re talking,” she muttered. Her fingers wrapped around my rock-hard dick, and she stroked up and down. “I think they’re going to have to update that game and add The Pipe.”

  “Nah, that is just for you.” I threaded my fingers through her hair, tugged her head to mine, and kissed the hell out of her.


  Every time I missed her, I wondered where she was, and wished I could kiss her, I poured all that into this kiss. I pulled her down on top of me, our legs tangled, and our hands roamed each other’s body.

  “Pipe,” she moaned as my hand snaked down between us, straight to her sweet cunt.

  “Talk to me, sugar.” I needed to hear every little moan, sigh, and word she had to say. I knew her body wanted me, but I needed to know what she was thinking. Getting into her head was my ultimate goal.

  I stroked her clit, and my tongue glided through her mouth. Her moans surrounded me as she ground her pussy into my hand, demanding more.

  “Stop, please,” she gasped.

  My hand stilled, and our eyes connected. Oh hell. “Nikki?” Please God, don’t let her change her mind. I think my dick is going to explode if she doesn’t let me fuck the hell out of her.

  “I wanna come on your dick, not your hand.”

  And right then and there, I could have died a happy man.

  This woman was fucking amazing. I slipped my hand from her sweet pussy and gripped her hip. “God, I was a fucking fool for ever letting you leave my bed before.”

  She pressed a kiss to my cheek. “We all make mistakes. It’s all about how you fix them.”

  I flipped her over, sat back on my calves and looked down at her as I stroked my dick. “Lay back and watch me fix it, sugar.”

  She spread her legs and put her hands over her head. “Now that sounds like a plan.”

  My fingers found her clit while I stroked my dick up and down. “You remember that night, sugar? It was like your body was made for me. Every night, I relived that night, wishing you were with me again.”

  “Is that why you’re stroking your cock instead of fucking me? That’s what you’re used to.”

  My hand left her body, and I grabbed her hips, pulling her closer to me. “I’m about to fuck that sass out of you, sugar.”

  “Promises, promises,” she gasped as I plunged into her.

  I caged her in with my arms, resting them next to her head, and slid in and out of her wet pussy. “Fucking made for me,” I growled.

  “Yes, oh God, yes,” she moaned. She wound her arms around my neck and closed her eyes.

  “You feel it, sugar? You feel that?”

  “Yes, yes,” she chanted over and over.

  I felt it.

  I fucking felt it everywhere.

  I don’t know how I could have been such a fool to think I could live without this or find it with some other woman.

  Nikki was it for me.

  She made me complete when I didn’t even know I was missing something.

  Her body responded to every touch and caress as my hands roamed over her. My dick plunged into her sweet cunt, milking me with each thrust.

  I poured my cum into her while her body trembled beneath me as she found her sweet release.

  “Good golly.”

  I collapsed to the side and pulled her into my arms. “Good golly, huh? Guess I’ll have to try for a ‘gosh darn’ next time.”

  She burrowed into my arms and sighed. “Shut it,” she mumbled. “You rendered me stupid for a bit. That’s all I could think of.”

  I reached for the covers that had gotten kicked to the bottom of the bed and pulled them over us. “I’ll take it, sugar, as long as you’re lying naked in my bed.”

  “Pretty sure my legs aren’t working right now, so even if you wanted to kick me out of your bed, you would have to carry me back to my place.”

  “One sec.” I slipped from the bed, flipped off the lights, and climbed back into bed. “Sleep.”

  “Hmm, not going to argue with you on that one.” She pressed a kiss to the underside of my chin and laid her head down on my shoulder. “Goodnight, handsome,” she whispered into the dark.

  Her breathing evened out, and I knew she was asleep.

  In my arms.

  In my bed.

  Hallel-fuckin-ujah.

  *

  Chapter 21

  Nikki

  Ew.

  “Pipe.”

  What the hell was I going to do? It was half past six, and what I planned on doing was going to the bathroom and then falling back into bed with Pipe. But his bathroom was hindering me from even stepping foot near the toilet.

  “Sugar?” he called sleepily.

  “Um, I can’t do this.”

  “Oh hell,” he mumbled. I turned, saw the light turn on in the bedroom, and he walked toward me naked. Beautifully naked. “Don’t go in there.”

  I ripped my eyes off his dick that was at half-mast. “Yeah, I’m totally fine with that, except I really need to go to the bathroom.

  “Can you make it next door?”

  I looked down at my naked body. “Yeah, except I really don’t want to do that naked.”

  “Grab one of my shirts, and we can go over there.”

  “We?” I asked.

  Pipe turned around and headed back into his bedroom. “Not letting you go over there by yourself. You forget there was some creeper looking in your window eight hours ago?”

  I had. “Thanks for the reminder,” I mumbled. He tossed a shirt at me when I walked into the room, and I pulled it over my head. “Are we coming back over here?”

  Pipe grabbed his boxers off the floor and tugged them on. “It’s up to you, sugar. Your place is a hell of a lot nicer.”

  Thank God he had said it. “We can stay at my place. I can make breakfast when we wake up.”

  Pipe pulled out another shirt, a pair of pants, and socks. He grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hallway. “You mean when you wake up again. I’m ready to start the day.”

  I wrinkled my nose. “Are you insane?”

  He laughed and slid open the patio door. “No, just don’t sleep a lot.”

  I hummed under my breath and slipped out the door. “We’re gonna have to change that.”

  “I think you already have. I just slept six hours. That’s pretty damn good for me.”

  “Oh, well, you’re welcome. Although I can tell you right now, as soon as I hit the bathroom, I’m falling back into bed.” Any time before eight o’clock was not for me.

  He opened the door to my house and motioned for me to go in. “Whatever you want, sugar.”

  Everything looked normal in my place, but it felt off. It felt like someone was watching me. “Um, where are you going to be while I try to sleep?”

  “Here.”

  I licked my lips and looked down the hallway. “Here, as in bed next to me?”

  He chuckled and shook his head. “No, I planned on making a pot of coffee and watching TV until you woke up.”

  I looked up at him and grimaced. “Um, I’ll try to sleep on the couch.”

  He reached up and cupped my cheek. “Talk to me, sugar. Not even a minute ago, you were ready to pass out, and now you look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

  I glanced out the front window and shivered. “It feels like he’s still there.”

  Pipe looked over his shoulder at the window and shook his head. He grumbled under his breath about perverts and skinning them alive. He stalked to the window and pulled the curtain closed. “He’s not here, sugar, and I am. You have nothing to worry about.”

  “See, I know that in theory, but I’m still terrified.”

  He grabbed my hand and pulled me to the bathroom. He pushed me in and closed the door. “I’ll be right here.”

  In any other circumstance, that would have been super weird, but right now, it made me feel safe. I did my business, washed my hands, and looked in the mirror where I promptly let out a scream.

  “Nikki,” Pipe called as he pulled open the door.

  “How are you even looking at me right now without cringing?” I demanded. I grabbed my brush from the sink and pulled it through my hair. “Turn around.”

  Pipe chuckled and leaned against the doorframe. “I just looked at you for the past fifteen minutes.”

  I wrinkled my nose and turned back t
o the mirror. “Don’t blame me if you have nightmares tonight.”

  “Not likely.” He grabbed the brush from my hand and tossed it on the counter. “You look beautiful, Nikki. Knock it off.” He pulled me from the bathroom and into the bedroom. “Shirt on or off?”

  I looked up at him. “Huh?”

  “You sleep naked or in the shirt? Although, I have to tell you, if you take that shirt off, we’re fucking before you sleep.”

  I put my hands on my hips. “That is about the only thing that could ever compete with sex.”

  “So what’s it gonna be, sugar?”

  A smile spread across my lips, and I pulled the shirt over my head. “How’s that for an answer, handsome?”

  *

  Pipe

  “You’re a liar.”

  I cracked one eye open. Nikki was leaning over me, her hair cascading down around us, and she had a huge smile on her face.

  Now, this is how I could wake up every day. “You’re like a fucking angel.”

  A blush crept up her cheeks. “We’re talking about you, not me. You were sleeping.”

  I reached up and pulled her down for a kiss. “Yeah, I was,” I mumbled against her lips.

  “You said you don’t sleep much.” She threw a leg over my waist, straddling me. “You wanna tell me why that is? I know you said before you have a lot on your mind, but I think there’s more to it than that.”

  “Trying to get in my head, sugar?”

  She shrugged and sat back on my thighs. “Only if you want me there, handsome.”

  “You keep calling me that.”

  She stuck out her tongue. “That’s ‘cause I can’t call you pretty.”

  “You’re a goofball.”

  She shook her finger at me. “You’re changing the subject. Tell me why you don’t sleep much.”

  I sighed and fluffed the pillow under my head. “It’s nothing big, sugar.”

  “I think the fact you can only sleep for a couple hours at a time is a rather big deal.”