by Kim Jones
“Come here, babe. I want to taste you.” I wasn’t quite sure what he meant by that. He read my confused expression and smiled that wicked smile that let me know Luke had something up his sleeve. “I want you to sit on my face, Dallas. I want to taste you.” Fuck. Me. I obliged and crawled over him. My knees straddled his head as my hands gripped the head board in front of me. Luke grabbed my thighs and pulled me down on his face, plunging his tongue inside my pussy. I cried out as I rocked my hips against him. His grip tightened on my thighs, as I rode his face hard. Just before I exploded into an orgasm, he slid from beneath me. I felt his cock at the entrance of my pussy, wet from his mouth and my own juices. He guided himself into me, stroking slow and deep, hitting that spot that I loved so much. I came around him and he pounded me harder, reaching around to rub my clit, intensifying my orgasm. His other hand found my neck, and arched it back towards him so he could whisper in my ear.
“I love this sweet pussy.” His tongue slid across my ear and I shivered from the chill it gave me. Between his fingers, his cock and his voice, I was afraid I would never stop coming-which wasn’t a bad thing. “I missed you, baby. Welcome home.”
Chapter 21
Dallas
I made Luke promise to give me a ‘welcome home’ present when we actually got home- and one every morning for the rest of our lives. He was happy to oblige, but laughed when I told him. He must have thought I was joking. I was not joking. We were in the truck heading back to Luke’s when I saw a pack of motorcycles fly past us on the highway. Luke’s mood took a nosedive and I was reminded about all he had given up for me, but why?
“You miss your club,” I said, hoping I had used the right choice of words to start our conversation.
“I have you,” he said, smiling and grabbing my hand to kiss my fingers.
“Could you not have both?” I asked. I was walking on eggshells. I didn’t want to upset Luke any more than he already was.
“Sometimes, we have to make choices in life and sometimes those choices cause you to lose something you love. Charlie said I had to come alone. My club would not have allowed it. If I would have gone behind their back, I would have betrayed them. If something were to happen to me, I didn’t want them to have to live with it. I made the decision to do it on my own, and take the club out of it. To do that, I had to leave them. It’s a part of life, babe. Don’t think you are at fault. I love that club. I love them so much that I left to protect them. I would do it again in a heartbeat.” His smile was reassuring, but his beautiful blue eyes were full of sorrow. I decided to drop it. Luke didn’t need me reminding him of the choices he had made over the past few days. I’m sure that he thought about them all the time.
We rode in silence, only the sounds of the radio filling the truck. There was no need for words, just the company of one another was enough. I often found Luke staring at me. When I caught him, he would just smile and wink. Damn. Luke and those winks. I heard the rumble of motorcycles and gave a tight smile to Luke, hoping it was enough to soothe the mood they would put him in. Luke’s eyes narrowed when he glanced into the rearview mirror. Fear consumed me as I remembered the time that Frankie’s crew surrounded us when we were stranded on the highway. That wouldn’t be a problem again. Frankie was dead. I was surprised at the adrenaline that pumped through my veins, replacing my fear. I would kill them too, Crazy and Dennis, if I ever saw them. What the hell was I talking about? I wasn’t a killer? I mean, I had killed, but I couldn’t do it again. Could I? Four motorcycles flew past us, then moved over in front of the truck. I looked to Luke and he was smiling. Not just any smile, but that all white teeth baring smile. I looked at him like he was crazy, as motorcycles boxed us in, four in the front, four on each side and two behind us. I was about to lose my shit when I looked out of the window and saw Regg smiling at me. I turned in my seat, looking at the cuts the men wore. The Devil’s Renegades. They were here. All of Luke’s old brothers were here and they were directing us off the interstate and to a truck stop. We pulled in, the bikes lined up perfectly in front of us. I didn’t have time to even get out before my door was jerked open and Regg had me in his arms.
“Damn girl, I missed you,” he said into my hair as he held me close to him, squeezing me just a little too hard.
“I missed you too, Regg,” I said, tears of joy spilling down my face. I was pulled from one set of arms and into another as the guys took turns hugging and kissing me. The only thing that would have made the reunion better was if the ol’ ladies had been there, but I was reassured that they were at the house awaiting my arrival.
“If you don’t mind, Dallas, we are gonna borrow your man just a second. The PROSPECTS will sit here with you,” Worm said, giving me a wink. I nodded and his tall lanky body led the pack of bikers to the back of Luke’s truck. I watched as the PROSPECTS joined me, each hugging me and filling me in on how everyone was doing. Even though I wasn’t supposed to, I tuned out their voices and listened as Worm spoke to the club. They were only about fifteen feet from me, and if I didn’t know better, I would have thought he was purposely speaking loud enough for me to hear.
“We understand why you did what you did. If any of us were in your situation, we would have done the same thing. We didn’t know how things would turn out. We took a vote after you left, and it was unanimous. If you returned to us, and still wanted it, your position in the club would be returned to you.” Worm pulled out a cut and I watched as Luke’s body visibly sagged when he saw it. “LLC, I believe this belongs to you.” He held it out as Luke turned, allowing him to place it on his back. His face became blurry as I cried at the reunion. Hugs were exchanged and words spoken. I couldn’t hear them, but it didn’t matter anymore. My Luke now had the two things he loved, me and his club.
The PROSPECTS had brought Luke’s bike on a trailer, and I was just as excited to see the beautiful, black machine as I had been to see Luke receive his cut. He would ride home today, with his brothers. I didn’t feel lonely or left out. I wasn’t upset that Luke had seemed to forget my presence as he sat on the bike and took a minute to close his eyes and, from what I could guess, thank God for his many blessings. Seeing Luke happy made me happy and if that meant I rode back in his truck alone, then so be it. I thought he would ride off and the other guys would give me orders to drive Luke’s truck to the clubhouse. Instead, Luke found my eyes and crooked his finger at me, motioning me to come to him. Without hesitation, I all but ran to him. I grabbed him around his neck and kissed him hard, ignoring the whistles and shouts of encouragement coming from the club. When I pulled away, we were both breathing hard. We took a moment to just look into each other’s eyes, his blue ones sparkling in the bright sun.
“I have something for you,” he said, stepping off the bike and opening the hard saddle bags. Inside was a bag that he thrust in my hands. “Get changed. You are riding home with me.”
I packed my skirt and blouse, along with my heels in the bag Luke had given me. In the bathroom mirror, I stared at my reflection. Someone had gone all out to ensure that I rode home in style. My black boots with the studded heel covered my calves. The dark, denim skinny jeans I wore fit me like a glove, and the long-sleeved, black, v-neck shirt showed just enough cleavage to turn heads. The one thing that stood out above it all was the black leather jacket that fit me perfectly and made me feel like a real biker chick. It zipped up the front and buttoned at the collar. The leather was thick and smelled new. It was warm, wearing it inside the bathroom, but it would feel perfect in the wind as we rode home. I grabbed my bag and left the bathroom, feeling the appreciative eyes of all the truckers on me. When I crossed the parking lot, the cat-calls began, but I only had eyes for Luke. He held something in his hand as I approached him, and I registered somewhere in my brain that the club fell in step behind me as I walked up to Luke, curious as to what he had. His smile was smug, and I knew he was proud that I was his.
“I’ve waited years for this. There were many times when I believed I would never
get the chance to give this to you. You are mine, Dallas, and I want the world to know it.” He held up a leather vest with Property of LLC stitched on a patch on one side, and Dallas on the other. He turned it around and the words Proud Supporter of the Devil’s Renegades covered the back. I turned and allowed Luke to place it on my back, enjoying the way the cool leather felt heavy on me. I stared at my name and the ‘property of’ patch that covered my breasts. I turned to Luke, watching as his eyes swelled with pride at the sight of me wearing his cut. I had made it. I had been through hell and back, but it had all been worth it. In the cool October air, at a truck stop in Louisiana, I had finally become Dallas, Property of Devil’s Renegades President, LLC.
Epilogue
Luke
I looked to my right, my VP, Worm, riding hard beside me. In my rearview mirror, fourteen brothers rode hard behind me. On my bitch seat, sat the love of my life, wearing my cut. I had it all- the wind in my hair, the sun on my back, the support of my brothers, and two slim arms around my waist. I was one lucky motherfucker. The rest of my family waited for us at my home. Red had planned a homecoming party for Dallas and I couldn’t wait to see her face when she walked through the door of my house. As my woman. Wearing my cut. Life was good.
Maddie would have some hard times, but she would always have us to turn to. Dallas killing Frankie was a fucked up move on Charlie’s part, but just like the rest of us, she would find a way to deal with it. At some point, I knew she would feel the need to tell Maddie that it was her that took Frankie’s life, but we would cross that bridge when we got there.
We had a chance to start over. My club was whole, except for the absence of War. Frankie had told us that if he was killed, it wasn’t to his knowledge, but the guys that had him wouldn’t let him live. It was just as easy to say he was dead. He would be a fallen brother, another picture on the wall. A cut would be made in his honor and hung with the others. We would always remember him and his dedication to the club. It would be hard, but we would get through. We were the Devil’s Renegades.
Saving Dallas Forever
Coming 2014
Acknowledgements
I would like to take this time to thank the ones who have helped me along on this journey. Amy-This book was not possible without you. It is your support and encouragement that has helped me along when I got down. I love you. Regg-My poor husband that I promised to cook for; yeah, that didn’t happen. Thank you for holding my hand through this journey. I hope to make you proud. You are amazing and I am lucky to have a man like you to call my own. Mandy-For all your hard work and talents when it comes to editing. You have guided me through this process and stuck with me through the good and the bad. I know, I know…I owe you a bad-ass Christmas present. My Josephine-You are my sun on a cloudy day. From your morning messages to your great love stories, thank you. Olivia-I wish I was as smart as you. Since I am not, I am glad to have you as a good friend so I can use your brain when mine doesn’t work. Linda-The classiest stripper I know that never seems to mind when I call and vent. Nancy-you keep me straight when I start to sway. I can never thank you enough. Paul-You’re sexy and I love you for it. Thank you for giving us all a visual image of Luke’s sexiness. I have so many more people to thank. There are so many that have made this possible-my MC and RC family, my Jordan family, my Jones family, my friends, co-workers and fans. Thank-you
Jeanie Griffith-this is a special shout out to you. Now, you have nothing to bitch about. Oh, I want a divorce.
Table of Contents
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Epilogue
