by E. C. Land
"So, are you gonna stay and hang here while we wait for the information or are you heading back home?" Twister askes while glancing towards Pops, giving him a curious look. Almost like he’s trying to figure out what’s going on with my pops as well. I know I would love to know myself.
“Naw, we’ll be here for another day or two but then head back up to the clubhouse. Don’t want those boys up there to think they can just party all the damn time and not get any shit done. Between the three of us, there’s a rat in our club. I know there is. I can feel it. I just don’t know who. But someone’s been fucking with us, giving out info to the Dragons Fire MC. I didn’t want to say anything in front of all the brothers, but you two need to know. So, look out for anything serious. It could be more than one guy, but we need to find out who the fuckhead is. No one fucks with my club and gets away with it.”
“Fuck, I was wondering that my damn self.” Twister bangs his fist on the table.
“Damn! Pops you sure about this?” Hell I had my suspicions before we even moved. I knew that something wasn't right. I suspect Pops is right.
“Yeah, I’m fucking sure. I found someone had been tampering with my computer and the phone in my office.” He looks fucking pissed as he tells us this.
“Fuck, I’m going to have to bring Gadget in on this Stoney. He can help us with figuring out who the fucking rat is.” Twister pulls out his phone. I imagine he’s texting Gadget to come back in here.
When Gadget enters the room, Twister gives him the rundown of what we just found out. Without a word Gadget walks back out of the room only to return with some toys not even a moment later.
“Alright, so here’s what you’ll need.” Holding up what looks like a remote, he says “This little puppy here can detect if bugs have been planted in whatever room you’re in. If it glows green, that's letting you know you're good to go. When the color is yellow it means your bugged and will automatically start jamming the devices from being able to listen.” He places the remote on the table and grabs something else, holding it up. “This baby here connects to your computer and keeps anyone from fucking with it. Computers nowadays are way too easy to hack into from anywhere. If you don’t want people seeing the shit you got on there, plug this in and it will put up a signal block that no one can get past. I should know. I designed it myself. The fucking government can’t even design shit this fucking perfect.” He smiles as he gives it over to Pops.
“You can have this one for your computer. I already installed one into all mine, as well as Twister’s and Horse’s computers. No one should be able to tamper with any of your shit. If you see anything that appears like someone has tried to, call me and I can check it out. Oh, and one last thing, take this little guy and attach it to the security cameras. I should have given one of these to Nerd before we moved. This should help him with making sure no one fucks with the security system there. I just installed it on ours.” Nerd is the technical guy in the national charter.
“Damn boy, you think of every fucking thing, don’t you?” Pops remarks, smiling at Gadget.
“Don’t want anything to happen to the club so I take all the measures I can to insure nothing does. So, no one besides you three, Dragon, and Hades know about these devices. I trust my brothers but you can never be too careful,” he says, smiling proudly at everything he’s designed.
“Hopefully with this shit, we can catch the rat fucking with us from the inside out,” Twister says before getting up.
“Yeah this should do it.” Pops nods in agreement.
I pull my phone out to check the time, hoping to get back to Kenny before she gets up. Fuck, it‘s almost noon. Kenny’s definitely gotta be up by now. I wanted to wake her by using my tongue, but I don’t think that’s going to happen.
"Okay, I’ve got to get back to Kenny’s. I can only hope she’s still asleep.” Smirking at the other guys in the room I get a chuckle from all but Twister who is giving me the stink eye, feeling lucky that I’m heading see my woman. Maybe I can convince her to take a shower with me.
“I’ll catch up with you later on son. You need to get going. Don’t want to leave her alone for too long. Maybe we can do dinner again tonight.” Stoney smiles at me, more himself than before. I know he will worry until the shit at his clubhouse is fixed. I just wish I could do more to help my pops with finding the fucker.
“Yeah Pops, we can do dinner tonight. I’ll let Kenny know. She has a grill and we can cook some steaks on it.”
“Let’s do it here at the clubhouse. We’ll make it into a full-blown BBQ,” Twister suggests.
I nod. “Alright, I’ll send a prospect to get all the shit for it when I get back to Kenny’s.” I climb on my bike and head home. Damn it feels good to know that I found my home.
No matter where, being with Kenny will always feel like home to me.
14
Kenny
The feel of a hand roaming over my body pulls me awake. Smiling to myself, I turn my head to see Scotty looking down at me with a shit-eating grin. Seems someone is ready to go another round.
Wondering what time it is I peek over at the clock next to the bed. Eyes widening at the time. I make a noise that I can imagine only sounds like a screech. Holy freaking hell! I can’t believe he let me sleep half the day away.
"Dammit. Why did you let me sleep so long? I didn’t need to sleep this late. There’s a shit ton to do before the bar opens tomorrow for the week. Plus, I wanted to clean my house today! I wiggle under his arm that he has wrapped around my body, trying my best to get up. At the sound of his laugh I give up, knowing it’s useless anyway. He’s just loving this way too much. "You think this is funny asshole? I swear to God if you don’t let me up, I’m going to kick you. And let me tell you, when I kick you, you won’t be laughing. You’ll be sobbing at the feel of your balls hitting the back of your throat from the force of my knee. Now let me up!"
He gives me a grin as he moves his head within an inch from mine, close enough that our breaths mingle together. "I’d rather you kiss me instead kicking my balls to the back of my throat. After you passed out the way you did, I didn’t want to wake you. Figured I would let you nap while I headed to the club for church. You needed your rest sweet girl, and I don’t plan on you getting much more today."
Rolling my eyes I say, "Whatever. I didn’t need to sleep this late. And what are you doing here if you had church? Shouldn’t you still be at the club… I’m sure there are plenty of women there that would love your attention. No reason for you to have come back here just to irritate me.” I can be a down right bitch when I wake up and haven’t had any coffee. I’m just coming out of the sex coma he put me in earlier, so I haven’t had a chance to get up and pour myself a cup of coffee. I can’t believe I passed out. It was that damn good. But I really need my caffeine like now.
"Sweet girl, we have club whores but they’re nothing compared to you. No one compares to you in my eyes. You have me by the dick and don’t even know it. But before I have you again, we have things that need to be said. I want you to listen to everything I have to say without interruption. When I finish you can say what you gotta say. After that I’m gonna show you how much you mean to me. And if you don’t pass out on me again after, I’m through with you we’re gonna get on my bike and go for a ride. It’s been too long since I’ve had my woman riding pressed up against me. Later this evening we’re going to the clubhouse for a BBQ. We’ve got church tonight you can chill in the main room at the bar until we're done. It shouldn’t take too long. Plan to get smashed. We can stay in my room at the clubhouse if need be."
I want nothing more. To be on the back of his bike, sitting behind him on the open road is a privilege I was honored to have. Only I didn’t know that until he explained what it meant for me to ride bitch with him. Now, though? I don’t think I can handle being that close to him without him realizing how much I still love him. I’ve been in love with this man from the moment I met him, and he continues to hold my heart. What if he
doesn’t really want me? He only thinks he wants me. It’s not like he ever told me back then. Leaning down, he brushes his mouth against mine ever so slowly. I know he can feel the apprehension in my body.
"Sweet girl, let’s get something straight right now. You and me, what’s between us? It’s gonna happen. It’s inevitable. You’ve had hold of my heart since that first day in that grocery store when you graced me with that gorgeous smile of yours. I’ve loved you for the past fucking four years. When I found you gone that night I was pissed beyond belief. I couldn’t care less about any other woman. I’ll admit I haven’t been some choir boy that didn’t get his dick wet. I used women for one thing, and that was it. Getting my release. Fucked up part was every time I found it…was only because I was thinkin’ of you. Otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to do shit. I could never get you out of my head. When I saw you again at your bar, it was like my heart started beating again. For the first time in four fucking years I could breathe easy. I’ll admit to being fuckin’ pissed seeing you again, only because I thought I’d lost you forever. I’ve always known you were my woman sweet girl. Always."
Running my hands through his hair, looking into the depths of his eyes searching for any deception to his words. Licking my lips as I take in every word he just said. Everything that just came out of his mouth was spoken from the heart, and I can see that.
I find my voice as the first tears rolls down my cheek. "I didn’t want to leave you back then. I swear I didn’t. Maybe I should have called you after it happened… or gone to the club. I should have gone to my brother. I was just trying to protect him from doing something in retaliation. I may not have known you were a part of the club, but I knew what my brother would’ve done. And with the club backing him, he would have gone to war with Flame." I take a deep breath. I look into his eyes blinking away the tears that are forming, not wanting him to see me as weak.
Only weak women cry and I'm no weakling. “They said that they were going to hold me over Jerod’s head, send him pictures of my body… videos of me being mutilated by every one of their members. I couldn’t put him through that so I ran. If I had called you that night, I wouldn’t have been able to do what I thought was necessary at the time. In my head, I thought I was protecting him, and by extension I was protecting the club."
"Sweet girl, it’s okay. Twister and I both get it. We completely get it, but never again. You have a problem or shit goes down, you come to me." Leaning toward me, Scotty kisses away the tears I was trying so hard to hold back. "I’ve got you now, and I’m not letting go. Had four years without you. Not happenin’ again. No more running. You understand me? No more. You do and I will track your sexy ass down, and bring you back here and spank that ass of yours so red you won’t be able to sit for a fucking month.”
"Okay, no more running. I’ve missed you every day for so long… I don’t think I could leave you again. My heart has ached since that night. You say I’ve held your heart since the moment I smiled at you, but you have owned my soul since I peered into those eyes of yours. I’ve loved you for the past four years. However, I can’t help but feel like I’m not good enough. That I’m dirty. That you can see their hands on me. Some nights I can still feel them." A chill riddles my body at the thought.
Seeing the anger in his eyes for a brief second before he regains control, I know my last words are hard for him to hear. He takes his hand and brushes it against my face, running his fingers through my hair before swiping the last of my tears from my eyes. His body presses between my legs as his hands venture further along my body. “Let’s get something straight right now. I understand why you did and what you did when you decided to run instead of coming to the club. You will never be anything but beautiful in my eyes. After I finish with you, I will make sure that you never feel as if you’re dirty. I’ll make sure to take that feeling away, sweet girl. I will make sure that for the rest of your life you only feel my hands on that magnificent body. You my sweet girl, are mine and mine alone.”
I nod. "Yes but if I’m going to be your woman, you have to be completely faithful me. No other women. I don’t care if they put their tits in your face and beg you to fuck them senseless, you get them the fuck off you. I don’t share period! You should remember that. I ever catch you so much as getting a hand job, I’ll rip your balls off and hang them around your neck." I look him dead in the eye as I threaten him, refusing to be one of those women that lets a man run all over her. I remember the first time he took me out to dinner. The waitress tried slipping him her number. She ended up tripping over my foot. I’m not one to ever like sharing and the skank seriously needed to back off. The way I see it is if I’m not enough for him then he can kick rocks.
Grinning at me Scotty knows exactly what I’m capable of. "Yeah, sweet girl. I hear ya. You have nothing to worry about in that department. You are the only woman that can ever hold my attention. Doesn’t matter if the room is filled with naked bitches. You will be the only one I see. Now, I’m going to fuck you. Then we're going to get in the shower where I can clean you up. Might fuck you in there as well. We have a lot of time to make up for." I’m shuddering at his words as he slides between my bare legs. In one smooth thrust he’s seated deep inside me. Moaning for more as he pulls back just to do it again. Damn he feels so good sliding that thick dick of his inside me. This man was made for fucking me.
"Scotty, stop with the slow shit and fuck me like you mean it. I can’t take it when you’re slowly pushing into me like this. It’s torture. I need you to fuck me like there’s no tomorrow." I beg him to move faster, hating how he’s tormenting me with his slow movements.
"Sweet girl I’m taking my time savoring the feel of you. You have the tightest pussy, you’re squeezing me like a goddamn vice right now. Be patient and just feel what I do to you."
After a several torturous strokes he slams his dick inside me, sending me over the edge like he knew would happen. He can tell when I’m close, has always known since our first time, when he took my virginity. I didn’t even realize I was so close and Scotty slamming into me sends me over the edge where he keeps me, spiraling in a world of bliss until I feel his cock jerk deep inside me. He groans into my ear as he comes. Our moans of pleasure mixed together as he kisses me with so much emotion. Like he needs to prove how much he wants me. Feeling the slick wetness of us both it hits me… We didn’t use a condom.
Shit. Shit… shit! We didn’t use one earlier this morning either. How could we be so stupid not to use one?
"Sweet girl, what’s wrong?" He asks, catching his breath. I’m sure he can see the fear that is riddled across my face.
"You…you didn’t use a condom either time we had sex. I’m not on anything… I mean I’m clean, but I’m not on birth control. I haven’t been with anyone since you, so I didn’t see the point in being on it. It’s not like I was having sex with anyone. I didn’t want to. Not when I couldn’t be with you." I need to shut up. I hate when I go into ramble mode. He has my head all over the place in the aftermath of our mind-blowing orgasm. Doesn’t help that he’s still inside me. The mixture of both of us seeps out. It’s a fantastic feeling. Well, except for the fact that we didn’t use any protection. None. Zip. I don’t even know how many women he’s been with. Or if he’s clean. Fuck! Dammit, how could I be so stupid?
Horse smiles at my confession that he is the only person that I’ve ever been with. After all these years he’s the only one that I’ve wanted. “Sweet girl, didn’t wear a condom back then with you and don’t intend to wear one now. I’m clean I get tested every year when I go for a physical. Pops demands all the brothers get tested. I’ve always worn a condom with every other bitch but you. I haven’t wanted to fuck anyone bare or take a chance at knocking anyone up. Fuck if I’m going to have some woman trap me with a baby. With you though, I’ve never regretted fuckin’ you bare. It feels too damn good. You’re it for me. If you ended up pregnant that would be a fucking bonus. Wouldn’t mind seeing you round with my kid inside yo
u. You’ve always been my woman. Sooner rather than later you’ll be wearing my name on your body and my ring on that finger of yours. Hopefully my baby will be in you soon. I don’t want to fucking wait any longer than I have to for any of this. It’s been four years in the making. If I had my way right now, I’d carry your ass down to the courthouse and make it legal right fuckin’ now. That’s how serious I am about us."
"Are you serious right now? You want to marry me? You realize that we only just got back together this morning! Don’t you think that’s fast." I look at him through wide eyes. The thought of marrying him makes me happy. I used to dream about the two of us being married one day but damn this is fast. We just found each other again.
"Yeah sweet girl I’d take you to the courthouse today make you my wife if you'd let me. This isn’t fast, I can assure you. We don’t need some huge ass wedding to say our ‘I dos’. I know I’ve loved you this whole time, and I want you by my side for the rest of my life. I can’t go another day without you. "
I huff as I get out the bed. I feel him behind me as I make my way to the bathroom. "Some way of being proposed to." I mutter. Turning the shower on I step in with him right behind me.
Hearing him laugh in response sends butterflies through my stomach. I adjust the shower and feel him wrap his arms around my body.
"Sweet girl, I’m not a romantic. I don’t do all that shit with flowers and candy, but I’d give you everything you could ever ask for. Even the shirt off my back if you needed it. I want you, and only you. Will you marry me, sweet girl? I know I don’t have a ring for you right now, but I can’t go another day without you at least carrying my last name."
Now that was romantic. And he says he doesn’t do romance.
"Yes. I'll marry you.” Smiling, I look up at his face. I can’t help but think he’s right. That we shouldn’t wait for a huge wedding. “Let’s do it, let’s go to the courthouse right now on the back of your bike. I don’t want to wait either." I wrap my arms around his waist. “I want to be your wife.” I know everything is moving at such a fast pace but if I hadn’t run four years ago, we would have been together and who knows we might have already been married and having a kid.
