“Fuck, baby, did you just say I’m gonna be a daddy? That my baby is in your belly right now? Did I just hear that shit and not imagine it?” I had to have heard her wrong, that would be the best fuckin’ news I’ve ever gotten. Please be true; please tell me that’s what I just heard. I stare into her eyes, waiting for her to confirm what I want to hear. She nods, smiles a beautiful smile at me and I lose my breath for a second. Fuck, she’s amazing. How did I get so lucky, not only with her but now with a baby too?
“Yes, Cain, you’re going to be a daddy to a little boy and I even have pictures I can show you if you’d like.” I glance around quickly like she has them lying around or something and she laughs softly.
“Fuckin’ right I wanna see pics of my son! Fuck, London, this is the best fuckin’ news you could ever give me, sweet cheeks! You have no idea how happy you just made me tellin’ me this.” I pull her across the couch to me and hug her tightly. “Thank you.” I whisper as she sniffles and I pull back to look at her face.
“Oh, thank God, I was so scared you would hate me.” She squeezes me tightly, pulling me close to her.
“I could never hate you. I might get pissed about stuff, but I’ve never hated you. London, baby, you’ve had my heart since I was in seventh grade!” I tell her honestly. She beams at me. I swear she glows, she’s so beautiful, the mother of my child.
“Yeah, about that, I have something to admit actually.” She grins and her cheeks turn a little red. I turn my head to the side slightly and study her face.
“What’s that?”
“I kind of really didn’t need help in sixth grade. I just thought you were really cute, so I asked for your help all of the time. I liked when you would sit by me and pay attention to me. You can ask Emily, she knows I totally thought you were sooooo dreamy!” She starts giggling and it’s one of the best sounds I’ve ever heard; only thing better is when she’s moaning my name. I grin at her laugh.
“That’s cool. I already told you a while back I had a crush on you, so I guess we were both guilty.” I kiss down her soft neck. I know it drives her crazy in a good way.
“You’re so beautiful, sweet cheeks. I’m very happy you told me about this. I wish I could have gone with you to see him. Will you show me the pictures of our kid now?” I feel all giddy inside, I can’t believe I’m going to be a dad. I’m so excited; I want her knocked up with like five of my kids. Now I get to keep her.
“Yes! Of course.” She jumps up off the couch and gets her purse. The thing is almost as big as my backpack. She digs through it for a few seconds then hands me a few sheets of small paper, probably about the size of a normal printed picture. I can’t believe my eyes. There’s a little bubble and that’s my baby right here. This little baby is in her tummy right now. God, I am so lucky to have her and this. I’m going to do whatever I can to be good to them both. They will have everything they need and I’m going to do my best every day to make them as happy as they make me. I wonder what his name will be.
“What are we gonna call him?”
“I don’t know, I honestly haven’t thought of any names yet. Is there one you like a lot?” I shrug, trying to think of something.
“I don’t know, baby, we have time to figure it out, yeah?” I ask her.
“Yeah.” She bends over and kisses me on the lips and threads her fingers through my hair. I nibble on her lip a little and she yanks my hair hard, just as I like her to. I push her back into the couch and slide her yoga pants and panties off. It’s been too long since I had her, even if it was last night.
“You good, baby? I’m not gonna squish you or anything, right?” I’ve got to be careful with her now that she’s got my kid in there.
“No, no, Cain, please don’t stop. I’ll be fine and if anything does ever bother me I’ll let you know.” I nod and spread her legs.
My baby deserves a treat with the news she just gave me. I stick my tongue in her core and feel she’s soaked. She’s always ready for me. I give her a few good licks and pull my dick out of my pants. I grab her thighs and pull her to the end of the couch. I lean forward some and rub the head of my cock all over her little clit. She squirms around and I press inside her. I’m seated inside her to the hilt.
“God, it feels like you can touch my cervix inside there.” Whatever that means, I’m going to take it as a compliment. She coats me in her creamy wetness and I start to really pump into her. I push her shirt and bra up to free her round, full tits and pinch and pull her rosy nipples. I love to watch them jiggle each time I thrust. She reaches under her thigh and lightly scratches my nuts. I feel them getting tight and full. It’s like knowing she’s pregnant with my child makes me want to come inside her even more. That’s my seed, not anyone else’s – mine.
“So go-good, Cain, so good.” I smirk down at her. I love it when I fuck her and she can’t talk. I keep a steady pace, thrusting deeply. She feels warm and fluffy inside.
I reach between us to rub light circles on her clit and she flies apart. She throws her head back and grips me so tight to her it sets me off, coming deep inside her. She moans out as her cunt grips my cock tightly, wringing each drop out of me. I breathe out heavily a few times to catch my breath and slow my heart rate down. I reach out and tuck a few pieces of hair back off her forehead.
“Holy shit… You feel so good. Best pussy I’ve ever had.” She starts laughing and I look down at her to see a look of bliss across her face. This is what it feels like to be happy.
Now…
“What do you mean you wanna go to the club? You’re pregnant, ain’t no reason to be up in there,” I say to London and glare. Her pregnant ass needs to relax and watch a movie.
“I’m still me, Cain; you know I’m kind of wild. I understand I’m pregnant. I’m not going to drink. I want to dance and see my friends. Emily probably won’t recognize you and I want you to meet my new friends, Avery and Elaina. I told you Elaina is Emily’s twin sister, it’s pretty crazy!” I swear she gets whatever she wants. I just argue with her over shit so she doesn’t realize just how much she has me wrapped around her finger. If she had any clue just how much, my bike would probably be painted pink.
“Yeah, baby, okay. See if your friends want to go and if so, then we’ll go. You need to think about our conversation from earlier, London. I’m not gonna be here for much longer and we need to figure out what we’re gonna do.” She scowls at me. I glare back at her. She needs to just pack her shit up to come home where she belongs.
“I know, Cain. We will talk about it tomorrow, but I would just like to have fun tonight. I’ve been so tired and stressed out. I need to catch up with Emily. I have so much to tell her.” She starts texting on her phone and takes off down the hall to get dressed. I wonder if any of my brothers would want to go. I text them all and they reply back that they might meet us there. Not really a bar for a biker though from what I hear.
We arrive at this club OO7 that Emily’s old man owns and London wasn’t kidding about the brothers not liking it. We’d probably end up getting booted anyhow from beating up one of these pussies in their expensive outfits. I walk closely behind London, so if anyone even glances at her I can dog them fast. I glare and scowl as soon as anyone makes eye contact with me. I swear, if anyone hits on my baby momma, I will flip the fuck out.
I follow London up to the VIP section. The whole James Bond concept of the club is pretty awesome. I ain’t drinking no Martini though, hope they have some Jack behind one of the bars. We make it to a table with London’s friends and she introduces everyone.
“Hey, guys, this is Cain. Cain, this is everybody!” London yells and I laugh at her, she’s all hyped up and excited to be here.
“Hi, Cain, nice to meet you,” Emily says with a small smile and Tate just nods. I nod back. He looks familiar for some reason, but I can’t place him. We sit down with them at their table and I order a soda for London and a double Jack and coke for me. London leans over and kisses Emily on the cheek. It’s crazy seeing
tiny ol’ Emily grown up. She’s still tiny but has boobs now.
“Jackpot, friend!” Emily tells London and gives her a thumbs-up and a huge smile. Funny she doesn’t recognize me and probably doesn’t realize I know she’s talking about me.
“Fucking right!” she yells back and grins. Aww, glad to know my woman is proud to have me here with her.
Sweet Cheeks and Emily are busy screaming out the lyrics to ‘American Woman’ by Lenny Kravitz and having a great time. London’s face is flushed, her eyes are sparkling and she’s smiling. She looks absolutely stunning. I’m glad we decided to come out so she could visit and relax for a while with her friends. London starts whisper-yelling at Emily and I can hear everything.
“So I have a secret, well it’s not mine it’s Cain’s. Cain is a nickname! Do you remember a boy we went to school with named Brandon Meeks?” I roll my eyes, I haven’t been that name in years. I like the person I am now much better.
“Yeah, of course! Didn’t he like move in sixth or seventh grade or something?” She looks at London, kind of confused. So awesome, she has no clue it’s me.
“Yes, exactly! That’s who Cain is! He and a bunch of his friends rode into town for a few days to take care of a couple things.” Emily glances at me and I wink at her. She blushes and gives a small smile.
“Wait, rode in on motorcycles?” Emily’s eyes look like they are going to bug out at hearing we ride motorcycles.
“Yes! Isn’t it awesome? I have so much to tell you, this isn’t the first time we’ve seen each other. We actually started talking again before I came out here, when I was in Texas. I’ll fill you in on everything when we have a minute and it’s not so loud, okay?” She talks animatedly, waving her hands like she’s really excited. I wonder why they’ve been distant. My baby has always been close to Emily, they were like sisters growing up. Always teasing each other and fighting over silly stuff in school. I remember once, Emily got all the boys to sing to London and it made London furious. I remember another time London printed out flyers with Emily’s phone number and taped them all over the school. They were always doing stuff like that to each other.
“Okay, sounds good!” Emily says. Her eyes get huge at something and she leans over to talk to Tate. London leans close to me and I smile at her.
“Hey, hot stuff; I spilt some of Avery’s drink on my shirt when I moved it. I’m gonna go to the bar and see if they have some club soda or something since it’s this silky material,” she says into my ear and her breath on my skin starts to turn me on. I can’t wait to get her back to the apartment.
“Okay, baby, I’ll walk over with you and take a look at their liquor behind the bar,” I reply and give her a big, chaste kiss on the lips. She grins and stands up. I stand behind her and pull her into my front as we walk to the bar so I can rest my hand on her tummy over my baby boy. I check out the bar selection. They have some really expensive shit and a bunch of bottles I’ve never heard of, so I just stick to my double. I’m standing behind her and kissing her neck while she blots at her shirt. Her neck smells so good. I love her shampoo and perfume. It’s not too strong, just the right amount. I look up and notice the sandy-haired douche from the meeting with Gizya glaring at me and London. Hmm, I wonder what he’s doing here.
He starts to storm toward us looking like he wants to kill me. I might get some entertainment for a few minutes tonight. Clearly this fuck head doesn’t know I brawl for the club. I’ll teach him to run up all crazy on me and my Ol’ Lady. Suddenly, Tate is there and intercepts him before he gets too close to us. He puts his hand on the blonde’s chest to push him backward a little and he talks to the guy for a little while. The blonde turns and glares at us again and I crack my knuckles, my eyebrow raised. We gonna play, mother fucker? He’s crazy if he thinks he’s getting close to London and my baby. I’ll break every fuckin’ bone in his body. He glances at Tate then Tate puts his arm around him and they leave the VIP section. What the fuck was that all about?
I glance at London and notice she has a little evil smile on her face. Oh lord; this is probably my baby’s fault. She looks like she just enjoyed that shit way too much.
“You wanna share what that evil grin you’re wearin’ is about?” I ask close to her ear, so she can hear me without me yelling. She gives her head a little shake.
“No, not really, but thanks for asking,” she says and starts cleaning her shirt again. I shake my head in a chastising manner and bend over. I pick her up and spin her in a circle, crazy fast. She squeals and slaps at my back and butt. I start laughing loudly and put her back down on the ground slowly. I’m not trying to make her puke; just shake her up a little.
“You wanna try that shit again, babe?” I growl and she takes a few deep breaths to calm down first then takes a drink of her soda. She puts her hand out in front of her to tell me to wait a second.
“That was Tate’s best friend, Cameron, that I was seeing for a little while.” So that’s the fuck that was textin my Ol’ Lady. Fuckin’ ass wipe, now I really wish he would have come and started shit. I wonder how he knows Gizya and Tate. It looked like him and Tate knew each other.
“Wait, the guy from the other club I went to for business is Tate’s buddy? Oh shit! That’s why Tate looks familiar! I did some business with his dad and the little blonde douche was there helping Tate’s dad.” I wouldn’t normally air club specifics but I have a feeling London might be able to fill in a few blanks for me with these people. She looks at me for a second, processing what I just said to her.
“Wait, what? Cameron was at Tate’s dad’s club, and y’all had a meeting with him?” she asks and it’s like pieces are clicking in her head. She knows I can’t tell specific shit.
“You know I can’t tell you 'bout club business.” She nods. She’s always been good about respecting club rules. I think that’s one reason why the brothers liked her so much.
“Yeah, I know, it’s just strange. I wonder if Tate knows Cam is working for his dad. I’m going to call Tate over so we can talk to him really quick.”
“Babe, don’t go stirrin’ up no shit.” That’s the last thing I need without my brothers here with me. I definitely don’t want anything to get back to Gizya and cause issues for the club. London shakes her head quickly.
“No, it sounds to me like everyone is lying to Tate and he doesn’t deserve that at all.” Well, maybe Tate can give me some info on these people that could help out.
“Whatever, baby, just don’t stir up no shit with the Russians, okay?” She nods again and asks Tate to come over to us. Hopefully this doesn’t backfire.
London
Chapter 10
“Hey, Tate, I have a few things I was hoping to bring to your attention. You can tell me to mind my own business, but I think you might be interested in what I just found out,” I say as soon as Tate makes his way to me and Cain. He smiles and nods. The ever-composed Tate, even after Cam’s meltdown just a few minutes ago.
“Alright, London, what can I do for you guys?” he asks calmly and looks from me to Cain then back to me.
“Well, starting, did you know Cam has been helping your dad out?” He crinkles his forehead and shakes his head. That’s what I figured.
“Okay, so Cain just recognized Cameron. I guess he saw him at a meeting they had with your father and Cain’s motorcycle club. Now what would Cam be doing helping him at that kind of meeting when Cam told you he wasn’t going to work for Gizya? Think also about all the different times he would just disappear and y’all couldn’t find him.” I study his face closely to see if he gives off any clues. He looks perplexed for a minute before he answers.
“Yeah, I even asked him the other day if he was at my dad’s club because I’ve been seeing his car there. He told me he had something come up and had to take off. I had Niko follow him and sure enough he went to my dad’s club. I haven’t said anything because I was hoping he would talk to me about it.” Tate turns to Cain and brings him in our conversation.
“What was Cameron doing there in your meeting, do you know? What was the meeting about anyhow?” Cain looks at me and shakes his head then turns to Tate. Ugh, wrong questions. Cain will lock up like Fort Knox before he talks club stuff.
“Sorry, man, but I can’t discuss my club’s business.” Bingo, called it! Guess I’m going to have to try and work some of my magic. Especially now that I have baby momma status, hopefully my lover will trust me on this one.
“Cain, you can trust Tate, I promise. He’s a good guy and a good business man. I think some people are lying to him and I really hope you will see if the guys will let you tell him what’s going on.” Cain grunts then turns back to Tate when Tate starts talking again.
“Look, man, I’ll extend an olive branch first, okay? I’m not The Big Boss like my father, Gizya, but I am a Boss. They call me Knees, maybe you’ve heard of me?” Cain nods at him and looks at him with a little more respect now. Good start. My best friend’s boyfriend needs to be cool with mine. Wait. My boyfriend? Is he my boyfriend? I think of him as more than that. We will have to discuss this later. Cain looks at me earnestly and warns me when he and Tate start talking.
“Yeah, your name was brought up in our meeting, actually. Baby, you can’t repeat to anyone what you hear, okay? It could seriously get you killed, ya hear me?”
“Of course, Cain, I would never. Your business I will always keep between you and me,” I say genuinely and I mean it. I would never jeopardize him and the club.
“Alright, so your dad said you’re familiar with weapons, you know what I mean? And you will be assisting in some merchandise,” Cain says low so no one can overhear. Tate’s cheeks get a red tint and he looks angry.
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