To say it looks beautiful is an understatement. The angel and devil intertwined in a dance, that resembles at slow dance at best. The top rocker states the club name and the bottom states California. It is a massive tattoo that symbolizes his dedication to the club.
I know it should be a reminder that he would never be truly mine. If this did go anywhere, and we have a future. His club might come first. Sure, I would probably be important to him. But his club comes first. I get it, and oddly I respect it. If he can have that much devotion to a club, that speaks volumes to me. It means the man isn’t afraid of commitment.
It’s not some motto bros before hoes, no it would be something more like brotherhood. Kind of like a sisterhood I have never had. He is lucky in one respect that he has people backing his corner. A lot of people, it makes me smile for him. He can give the world two fingers and not give a shit. He has the whole outlaw biker look down to a tee. And yet I don’t want to run screaming in the opposite direction.
I feel like a moth to a flame. I know I will get burned, bad. But I can’t help myself. I am drawn to him. It could be the great sex, but I feel that is more. I don’t want to change him, so it’s some bad boy fetish, no I wouldn’t have him any other way. I don’t think I would be attracted to him if he was nice and always flashing fake smiles to everyone. The whole MC thing, though I would never ask him to leave it behind for me, that is asking something that would never happen. They were there before I was and will be here even after my generation is gone.
He turns around and sees me and frowns. “What’s with the look?” he tilts his head to the side.
“What look?” I counter, I have no idea what my face looks like. He narrows his eyes at me.
“The look that says you just had an epiphany about something.”
I laugh at his choice of words. I guess my face betrayed my thoughts. “Yeah, you could say that I did.”
“You gonna tell me? or do I have to guess.” I tap my chin as I think about telling him or not.
“Nah, I think I will let you guess.”
“You’re having second thoughts about this.” He points from me to him. I shake my head no. Nope. Not even close.
“You think I should leave the MC.” He dead pans, as his face contorts to something of short of anger. My mouth falls open as I look at him in disbelief. “Look, I am not going to leave my brothers. Not now, not ever.” He dead pans and takes his famous don’t fuck with me pose. Damn, someone did a number on him at one time. And my body betrays me again, I am more ready to jumps his bones now, than I was this morning.
“Well, I hate to disappoint you Romeo, but I was thinking about...” I try to think on how to word it, how do I tell him that he is lucky to have what he has, how I respect the hell out his choice to have a brotherhood, a commitment for life. And why the hell would someone ask him to leave his MC, his livelihood, taking over something his father created. “I was thinking about, how lucky you are to have what you have. You have brothers, that you got to choose. You have something special with your MC, you have people that love and care about you, and you them. And why the hell would I want you to leave that.” I glare at him for a second. His pose loosens up, he opens his mouth to say something and snaps it shut.
“So, tell me is that you don’t do relationships? Did someone ask you to leave it all?” I chance asking. Knowing I will be shut down on. But I want to know more about him, his life before I showed up.
He brings two plate of food to the bar and sits down. He doesn’t say anything. I sit and eat the breakfast he made us. Although simple, the omelet is delicious, ham and cheese, can never go wrong in my book. I take a bite and Brick breaks the silence between us.
“Her name was Annie. We dated in high school and after for a while. Everything was good for a while. She supported me during my prospecting. But after I patched in, everything changed. She started whining that I needed to leave the club. That if I loved her, I would leave, leave my father behind, and the brotherhood I made. I told her I wouldn’t leave, so she left. I was twenty-two when it happened.” He shrugs his shoulders like it’s not a big deal.
Damn if I could find Annie now and whip her ass I would. How could a person do that? Support them and then stop and ask them to prove devotion by doing something they don’t want to do. Give them an ultimatum, to choose between something they love and are devoted to. She should have known what she was getting into before she agreed to him going into the club.
“Oh, my god, Anthony that is horrible. I am really sorry.” He looks at me and the look he gives me like he is vulnerable makes my heart hurt for him. He must have really loved her. I take a deep breath. It is only fair that he gets a little more of me too.
“I don’t know who Sadie’s father is.” I blurt out, my most shameful night. “I uh, well the last party I went to before the clubhouse. Was well let’s just say I don’t remember much. I found out about three years ago what happened.” I take a deep breath in. I know he will think me no different than the sweet butts at the club, but it is my most shameful secret. “Well, apparently my ex video tapped the whole thing. I was drugged, or so he says. He bragged about it to his friends. Anyway, apparently, he let his friends do what they wanted that night. Um he sent the video to everyone he could after the divorce, so yeah, that’s um why I left. That is what started me on my don’t give a fuck attitude. I didn’t want anyone to know how much pain I was in, or that their mean and ugly words hurt. So… I quit caring what other people thought and focused on Sean and Sadie.” I played in my food with my fork. I didn’t want to look at his face. I didn’t want to see the disgust. I still don’t understand why my ex did what he did that night. He asked me before Sean was born if I would every consider screwing one of his friends. I told him no, I wouldn’t. he got mad. And that was when the cheating started. I tried to keep our marriage together, especially after Sean was conceived. I wanted to have a whole family so bad. I tried to look the other way, thinking that everything would be okay. That I could be happy, and love him enough for the both of us. My last straw was when I came home from the grocery store and found him cheating in our bed. The look he had on his face when he saw me in the doorway, he smiled at me and finished.
“Fuck, Korey. That shit isn’t right. That is fucking rape. What are the first and last name of the fuckers” Brick said low. Anthony was gone and Brick the president of the MC was in his place.
I laughed a strangled laugh. “They aren’t even worth the thought.” I chance a look at him.
His face is contorted in anger. “That why you don’t do relationships?” he asked through gritted teeth.
I laugh a sad laugh. “No, I don’t date because of my kids. Sean wants a dad so bad, and I refuse to put him through that pain again.” I shrug my shoulders as I continue. “He watched the only man he called daddy, walk away without even looking back.” My voice took on a hard tone as I continued. “He dropped his rights to his kids after the divorce. And that asshole decided to knock up his new wife and show off his new baby at the school my kids went to. He gloated to Sadie that he would love his new daughter, more than he did her. She was only fucking six when he pulled that shit.” I seethe. It still pisses me off that he did that.
“That is not a man. Korey a real man wouldn’t have done any of that.” His voice takes on a softer tone.
“I know, trust me I know that now. I can handle the pain, but I can’t handle watching my kids hurt like they did, like Sean still does.” I look back down at my torn-up food now. The idea of eating gone. Pushing my plate away, I keep my head down trying to get my emotions in check before I look back up at Brick.
He stands next to me and lifts my chin with his finger. “That is why you a good mother. You put your kids first. I’m honored that you let me in.” He leans down and kisses me gently. He takes the plates away and cleans up as I sit there stunned into silence. I don’t know what to say to that. A lone tear leaks out of my eye. I wipe it away quickly.
But the feelin
g that he leaves me with, with just his words and a gentle kiss, knocks me on my ass. He feels honored that I would let him in. I can’t fathom why he would. Most men would probably run at the thought of getting caught in a web of baggage. It’s not like I have just one kid no I have two. Maybe he means to that he isn’t going to stick around after today, yeah that is probably what he means.
The thought of not spending more time with Brick, hurts. Sure, the sex is good, but getting inside of his head even briefly, I want more. I want to know more about him, what makes him tick, what makes him happy, sad, angry. I wasn’t kidding when I told him last night that I wanted everything. I want everything that he can give me. Wanting that hurts to think that he could drop me easily and walk away. I would be left in a pile of broken pieces, too many to figure out how to put them back together.
I get up to help him, clean up the mess of our breakfast. He is washing the pan and plates I pick up the dish towel and start to dry them. We do this in silence, which is fine by me. My thoughts are taking over as I dry the pan. I am thinking about what could be between Brick and me. Where I stand right now with him. I want to ask, but I don’t want to nag him about it. He will tell me when he is ready. If my baggage doesn’t run him off. This is the first time that I have tried to date in nine years. I have no idea if I am doing it right or wrong. Does he find me attractive, or is it that I am an easy lay for him? I mean look at him, I am pretty sure any woman would open her legs for him, all he would have to do is give her a smile.
“You think the pan is dry?” I startle lost in own little world and look at the pan. Sure enough it is dry. I smile putting it down.
“Where did you go?” Brick asks looking at me with a smirk. I shrug my shoulders too embarrassed to ask him if he even likes me or if he just likes the easy sex. I want to bash my head in with the pan. How could I have so stupid to think he really wants more out of this. I feel so stupid.
“Silly, nowhere I’ve been here.” I tell him. He makes a sound behind his teeth, like he doesn’t believe me.
“Look Korey, if something is bothering you, spit it out. We are both adults here.”
I don’t want to tell him my thoughts on what is going on between us. Sure, my heart is set on keeping him, but my mind knows this is only temporary, when the fun washes away so will he.
Chapter 16
Brick
I know something is bothering her. But hell, if she will tell me. I can see her trying to shut down on me. I don’t know why but I want to know. Fuck the last person I wanted to know more about and know her thoughts was Annie. I know I am treating in deep water with the sharks circling me under me.
I should just leave it I shouldn’t push her. Fuck, we just decided to try this, to try for more. Maybe I didn’t make myself clear last night. I thought she could feel it in my body, hell I didn’t just fuck her last night, I fucking claimed her, and she did me. As far as the club is concerned me locking down her pussy to me, she is as good as mine.
I find myself testing out the words in my head. Korey is my Ol’ Lady, and fuck if she doesn’t know it. I have an Ol’ Lady, Korey is mine. She is all mine, and I plan to show her, tell her that with me claiming her, I am taking on her kids too. Jumping in feet first again without thinking again. How did this end the last time you did this shit? Not good. But I don’t fucking care, I want her to stand beside me.
“Korey, do you know what an Ol’ Lady is?” I try this approach; I don’t want it to admit out loud to her.
“Um, well and old lady, they generally are cute and wrinkly. Sometimes they look younger than they are.” She smiles at her little joke.
I shake my head and can’t help but smile at her sass. “No, woman. A Ol’ Lady, to the club. Kind of like Amy is Stink Eye’s Ol’ Lady.” I try it that way. Her eyes widen for a second, then she narrows them at me.
“Yes, Brick I know what an Ol’ Lady is.” The fire I was looking for is back in her voice, good, maybe I can her out of whatever the fuck is her funk.
“When I asked you yesterday to see where this would go, between you and me. Do you know what I meant?” She needs to at least know my true intentions. Sure, I don’t want her to feel like a whore, but there is more to Korey. I want to test her, see if she can actually handle the club. Not everyone is cut out to be an Ol’ Lady. It takes a special kind of person to be inside but not quite on the inside. An Ol’ Lady has to be able to handle being second in a lot of things. Club business is club business. The club always comes first. She would be there for support that is needed when times get rough, but more than that. She could be used against us, against me.
“I dunno.” She shrugged her shoulders at me, before she continued. “I know what I want it to mean, but I guess it is probably different.”
“What the hell type of answer is that? I guess I will just lay it out for you. I don’t want office fucking fucks. I want to know you, the real you, not the one you give the world. I want more than just a good fuck, you mean more than that to me.” I wanted to close my eyes as I felt the sharks getting closer to taking me out. But I watched as the emotions played on her face. Shock was the one that won out.
“Brick, I don’t know what to say. I um, you do realize I have two kids right?” she waited for my answer.
“Yeah, I do. And that doesn’t change what I want. I can’t promise to be good at this, but damn it I want to try.” I do want to try, not just for the sex. But this woman intrigues me. I love the way she doesn’t care about what others think. The way she taps her chin when she is thinking. The way she thinks about others, before herself. She is a perfect example of a mother. She puts them before herself. Hell, I just love everything about this woman.
She whispered low, “Your, going to destroy me.” that was all it took, for me to lose control. I took her in my arms and kissed her hard. I didn’t mean for it to be hard, but I didn’t want her to leave. I wouldn’t admit out loud that I loved her, that was taking too big of a risk. I could only hope that she felt it. That my body could tell her, convey what she is beginning to mean to me.
I wanted all of her, not just her but her kids too, they were a package deal. I would never be their dad and I couldn’t pretend to be. But damn it all she made me want to try. I wanted to take them for ice cream, or to the park. Some bullshit, to win not just her over but her precious kids too. Because I knew deep down, that if her kids didn’t like me, I wouldn’t be able to win her over ever.
I didn’t want to break the kiss, I wanted to stay like this forever, the way her body relaxes into mine, the way she parts her lips to let me in, the way she moans into me when my tongue finds hers. Her body responds to mine like no one ever has, not even Annie. I know she will be wet and ready for me. The memory of the taste of her cream on my tongue has my cock hard.
I feel her hands roam over my back and pull me closer. I lift her leg on my hip and grind into her. she pulls away and looks into my eyes. Her baby blues searching for something. “Brick, I don’t want to be a toy, I uh, um.”
I don’t let her finish her sentence. “You aren’t a toy. Didn’t you hear me. I want more from you, so much fucking more, you are mine.”
She pulls me back down for a kiss, and it doesn’t disappoint. I groan as I grind into her hot pussy. She grinds back into me. I can feel how wet she is through my boxers. Her being in my shirt makes my mind spin.
She fumbles with my jeans and yanks them down, like she can’t wait to have me naked. I pull my shirt off her. She doesn’t have anything on underneath, I groan at the sight before me. She is all woman, the stretch marks on her flat belly only gives her body more appeal to me. Her tits are still perky after having two kids. The best thing about small tits, they won’t reach her knees. her waist dips in to show off her curves. Her hips are prominent, and those thighs that rub slightly together. To know that she was eating next to me with nothing on underneath my shirt, does something to my insides, she just might have to eat naked from now on.
She sinks to her knees in
front of me. Looking down I can tell that she wants this. I suck a shaky breath in as her tongue licks the underside of my cock. I watch in amazement as my cock disappears in her hot mouth. Her eyes never leaving mine as she takes as much as can without gaging. I can feel my cock hit the back of her throat. I don’t want to fuck her mouth, but damn it my control is slipping. I fist her hair in my hands, I slowly glide her head back and forth. She moans over my cock as I hold her head in place.
Her hand slips down between her legs and the last of my control slips. I thrust into her mouth as I watch her, rub her clit, the vibrations of her moans on my cock as it disappears into her mouth as I thrust in her mouth come more and more and I fell the tightening of my balls. I try to warn her. “I’m, Fuuuck!” was all I got out before I find my release in her mouth. She doesn’t skip a beat as she swallows all of me down.
She lets go of my softening cock with a pop. She grins at me as she gets up. “Damn woman what the hell was that?” I ask still in a slight bliss from the high of getting my cock sucked by Korey. Her mouth was like a fucking hoover.
“What, you didn’t like it?” She teases.
“Fuck yes I did, but damn, just damn woman. With you sucking my cock like that you have whatever the fuck you want.” She throws her head back and laugh a full laugh.
“Is that so Mr. President?”
“Damn straight it is.” I lean down and kiss her, I can taste myself on her, and I want to keep it that way. Fuck I want to…. Do, what I don’t know. But damn this woman has me, completely. She said I was going to destroy her, but little does she know that she has the power to destroy me completely.
“C’mon lets, go get your kids.” I tell her as I put my jeans back on. She turned to go back to my room, and I smacked her ass she shrieked and trotted down the hallway. I stalked after her.
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