CARTER (Steel Daggers MC Book 6)

by Elisa Leigh

  “Okay big brother, whatever you say.”

  The waitress comes over and takes our order then. We spend the rest of lunch watching Carter and Sam play around at the table, acting like two little kids, instead of just the one. When lunch is over Sam holds onto Carter with a death grip. We walk them to their SUV and Carter buckles Sam into his car seat.

  “Can you tell Ms. Georgia bye?” Bethany asks her son.

  “Bye Ms. Geegee,” Sam says, goffing on my name purposely, making all of us laugh.

  “Bye Sam. I’ll see you later, okay?”

  “Okay!”

  “I’m so glad that Brix brought you to lunch today. I’ve never met any of his girlfriends before, so you must mean a lot to him.”

  “Is this where you tell me you’ll kick my ass if I break is heart?”

  Bethany laughs and shakes her head. “I don’t get the feeling you’d do anything to hurt him, but yeah, if you do we won’t be cool anymore. He’s my big brother, I got to look out for him.”

  “I know what you mean. My brother Tyce is an ass, but he’s my brother and if anyone ever hurt him I’d find a way to make them pay.”

  “Damn G. You’re a little vicious thing aren’t you?” Carter says.

  I stick out my tongue and he starts reaching down to unbutton his jeans.

  “My eyes! I can’t unsee that Brix!” Bethany shouts. Carter hugs his sister and kisses her on the side of the head. “Thanks for coming out to lunch.”

  She shrugs. “Thanks for paying.”

  Carter rolls his eyes and opens his sister’s door. When she gets in he tells her to drive safe and then closes her door.

  Carter laces his fingers through mine and walks us back to his bike. We stop in front of his bike and he grips my waist. “What do you think about going for a drive?”

  I smile up at him. “I was hoping you’d ask.”

  Carter kisses me softly then pulls me away from his bike so he can get our helmets and hop on this bike. I scoot in close and wrap my arms around him, ready for whatever adventure he has planned with us.

  It’s only been two weeks since I met him, and a week since he turned my world on its axis, but I’m already in deep. I’d do whatever he wanted if he’d only ask.

  Twenty minutes later Carter turns down a road that goes on for almost half a mile with nothing but trees on either side of the road. Eventually, he pulls up to a two-story house and parks next to a black Audi. A man wearing a suit gets out of the car and smiles at us. You know the smile, the one where the person wearing it is trying to sell you on something.

  “Just go with it,” Carter whispers right before the man walks up to us.

  Go with what? What are we doing here at this house?

  “Mr. and Mrs. Carter, I’m Stan. It’s very nice to meet you.” Stan says reaching out his hand to me.

  I shake it and look over at Carter who is wearing a serious expression. Carter gives Stan a curt nod. I don’t miss the way Stan looks at Carter’s cut. I hadn’t noticed before now, but maybe that’s because most of the people we are around know Carter or the Steel Daggers MC. “Thanks for meeting us on such short notice. When I saw this house come on the market earlier today I knew we need to see it.”

  “Yes sir. It’s in great condition and offers a lot of upgrades.” Stan hands us both a paper that lists all the information on the house. “Let’s take a look around the inside and see what you think, then we can look on the outside.”

  Carter and I follow Stan to the front door where he punches in a code before the door unlocks and he steps in. Stan holds the door open for us and Carter, who’s hand is at my back guides me inside.

  Before Stan can start the tour Carter stops him. “We’ve got it from here Stan.”

  “Of course. I’ll be waiting here if you have any questions.”

  “Thank you,” I call before we disappear down the hall.

  “Why were you so rude to him?”

  Carter looks at me like I’m crazy. “I wasn’t rude to him. And why does it matter? Are you and Stan suddenly best friends now?”

  Rolling my eyes I walk away from Carter. Most of the time he’s sweet, but right now he’s acting like an ass. I walk into the master bathroom and my jaw drops. It’s gorgeous. It’s what bathroom dreams are made of. In one corner is a huge walk-in shower, in the corner diagonal from it are two granite counters that meet at the corner for his and her sinks. But what really catches my eye is the large jetted bathtub. Why oh why is Carter teasing me with this dream house?

  Carter walks in and stands quietly for a minute, looking around at the bathroom. He whistles low. “Damn, that’s a nice bathroom.”

  “Yeah,” I sigh.

  Carter laughs and turns to me. “I’m sorry. Guys like him remind me of my Dad and every other person who has looked down on me and brothers for wearing the patch and riding a bike. They have no idea that we aren’t into illegal shit, but they assume we are and treat us differently. It pisses me off.”

  “If my brother and his crew are working with your MC, you’re into something illegal,” I say.

  “You’ve got a good point, but we don’t sell drugs, guns or women, and we don’t hurt innocents.”

  I nod. I didn’t think the MC was up to anything like that, but I’m happy for Carter to confirm it for me. Killing to protect your family from bad people is one thing, hurting others for your gain is something I will never be okay with.

  “Maybe try and give people the benefit of the doubt before you judge them. Maybe they’ll surprise you. Then again, maybe they won’t, but at least you didn’t stoop to their level.”

  “How old are you again?” Carter smirks.

  I quirk my eyebrow. “Old enough,” I say before I reach up and twist his nipple making Carter yelp. “Shit woman. I was only playing.”

  “Keep it up funny guy,” I say before walking out of the bathroom to finish exploring the rest of my dream house.

  Carter catches up to me quickly and pushes me into the master walk-in closet and pushes me up against the wall, caging me in with his hands on either side of my head. “Baby, that little speech of yours turned me on.”

  “Oh yeah?” I smirk and run my eyes down his stomach and below his belt to find his dick is thick and hard. I lick my lips wanting so badly to taste him.

  “Yeah,” Carter says huskily. He pops the button on his jeans and pulls his dick out, stroking it a few times before he releases it to bob against his stomach. A drop of precum beads at the tip and runs down his shaft.

  “Eyes up here G.” He growls.

  My eyes snap to his and the hunger I see in his eyes overwhelms me.

  “You going to let me touch that pink pussy baby? You going to let me make you feel real good?”

  “Yes.” I moan. I unbutton then unzip my pants as Carter closes and locks the closet door.

  “Don’t make a sound If Stan out there hears you, I’m going to beat his ass for hearing it, then I’m taking you home and spanking your ass. Tell me G, do you think you can keep quiet?”

  I nod my and pull my shirt over my head, then unsnap my bra.

  “Jesus Christ you’re pure as snow and I’m about to dirty you up. I’m a bastard, but I can’t help it.”

  Running my fingers through my white, swollen pussy lips I almost moan in pleasure but catch myself and purse my lips together. Carter watches closely as I spread my lips with two of my fingers and spear two fingers inside my pussy. I pull my fingers out of my core and rub them up and around my clit. I’m about to push them back inside me when Carter grabs my wrist stopping me.

  Nine

  CARTER

  Her pussy is as pink as I knew it would be and swollen with need. She’s wet as she strokes her slit and stares at me, begging me to touch her. Before she has a chance to fuck her own fingers I grab her wrist, stopping her. I pull her hand away from her virgin pussy and bring it up to my mouth. I lick the juices that cover her fingers and moan at her taste. Sweet as mother fucking cotton candy.


  “Lay on the ground,” I say through clenched teeth. I’m doing my best to control the beast eager to take her and own her. Once I get my tongue in her pussy I don’t know if I’ll be able to hold him back.

  I watch my woman lay down on the carpeted closet floor. Fuck I’m an asshole for wanting her here, but there’s no better place for firsts than in the house I plan on making our home.

  “Spread your thighs and show me what’s mine.”

  Looking up into my eyes, with her legs bent at the knee, she spreads her legs and shows me the promised land. I’m in so much goddamn trouble. I kneel at her feet spreading her knees further apart. I lay down on my stomach and using my thumbs spread her lips apart. A drop of her essence drips from her pussy down to her ass. Not wanting to waste a single drop I catch it with my tongue. I lick and suck up over her ass cheek to her core before sliding my tongue through her sweet slit. So fucking sweet.

  Georgia whimpers and I smirk to myself. There’s no way in hell she’ll be able to keep quiet. My eyes find hers and she bites her lip. Flattening my tongue, I lick from the bottom of her pussy to the top and swirl my tongue around her puffy clit, then suck it into my mouth. The more I lick and suck the wetter my baby gets. Her essence covers my face and I couldn’t be more proud. I push two fingers into her pussy, and even though I assumed she was a virgin, I’m surprised by how tight she is and worry if my large dick will tear her pussy up. The last thing I want to do is hurt her, so I’ll need to get her nice and wet first.

  Hooking my fingers to the left I find the spot that makes her moan loudly. I stop what I’m doing and look up at her and she claps her hand over her mouth and begs me with her eyes to keep going. I told her she would beg. I’m an evil bastard, but I’m not going to make her say the words, not today anyway. Licking and sucking, I continue to thrust my fingers into her, then add a third, hoping to stretch her out before I fuck her. I thrust my fingers in and out of her as I lick her pussy and suck her clit. I love her pussy and how good it tastes. I’m addicted. Her pussy walls constrict against my fingers and I knew any second she’ll be coming against my tongue. I thrust harder, adding a fourth finger and suck her clit into my mouth. A couple of seconds later Georgia is convulsing beneath me, moaning against her hand.

  “Make love to me Carter. I want you to have me here. Please.” She whispers.

  Grabbing my shaft, I rub the head of it through her hot wet pussy. I’m torn. I’m more than ready to impale my aching dick into her pussy, but worry she deserves something more, something better than a quick fuck in the closet of a home I haven’t bought yet.

  “Please Carter. Please don’t stop.” She moans as quietly as she can.

  “Fuuuuck.” I groan and push into her until my tip reaches her barrier. “You sure about this baby?” I lean over her with my hand next to her head and my other holding her leg against my hip.

  Her eyes get soft and she nods her head. “Yeah honey, make me yours.”

  I search her eyes and see nothing but heat and passion. She wants this just as badly as I do. “Baby, you’ve been mine since you marched your stubborn ass into the MC bunker. You’re mine and always will be.” I say then push past her virginity. I hold myself still for a moment and kiss her until she relaxes around me. She’s so damn tight I have to pull out and push back in a few times before her body will take my entire length.

  “You feel so good squeezing my dick tight.”

  “Yesss” she moans around her fingers that are barely covering her mouth.

  I thrust in and out of her, finally hitting that spot that has her grabbing my shirt and moaning loudly. I cover her mouth with my hand and fuck her faster and deeper wanting to get her off before Stan comes looking for us and interrupts the best sex of my life. I let go of her leg and slide my hand between us finding her clit. Using my thumb, I strum it a few times before Georgia’s orgasm starts to hit. I slam my mouth over hers and kiss her deeply while fucking her senselessly. I lose myself and go over the edge just as her tight pussy milks the cum from my balls.

  I look down at the most beautiful woman in the world, covered in sweat and breathing heavy from our lovemaking. “You broke your promise.”

  “Oh yeah? Which promise was that?”

  “You said you could be quiet but I bet good ol’ stan out there heard you.”

  Georgia slaps my chest and pushes me off of her as she laughs. “Way to ruin the moment there buddy.”

  We stand and dress quickly. I snag Georgia’s shirt from the ground and she reaches for it, but I hold it out of her reach. “Let me do it.” She rolls her eyes but holds still letting me pull the shirt over her head. Before she can walk away I pull her to me. “I meant what I said. You’re mine Georgia, and this, what we just did, it meant something to me.”

  “Did it?” She questions, her lower lip starts to tremble.

  I wrap her up in my arms and hold her close. “G, don’t do that. What we have is special. I’ve never in my life have I gone bare inside a woman before, I’ve never trusted anyone enough or even wanted to. It’s been almost a year since I’ve been with anyone and I’m clean if you were worried about that.”

  She laughs humorously. “I’m clean too. So clean I’m not even on birth control.”

  I turn her around to look at me and hold her face in my hands. Shit, I didn’t think to ask, but surprisingly the idea of a baby that looks like the perfect mix of Georgia and myself doesn’t freak me out like I thought it would. “Whatever happens, baby, no baby, I’m here. Georgia I don’t want you to go with your brother when he leaves. I want you to stay and build a life with me. If you don’t like this house, then maybe another one. Either way, I want you in my life. We’ll figure it all out along the way, just tell me you’ll stay.”

  A single tear slips free and slides down her cheek. “I’ll stay.”

  “Thank fuck. I thought you would say no. This is not how I expected this to go.”

  “How did you expect it to go?”

  “I was going to show you the hose and hope you loved it. Then I was going to tell you I love you and want you to stay with me forever.”

  “You love me?”

  “Yeah, didn’t I already say that part?”

  She shakes her head no. “I love you, baby. I’ve been falling a little bit in love with you every day.”

  “I love you too.”

  “Good. Now let’s take a look at the house. I’d hate to not put an offer in after what we just did. Don’t want to be rude.”

  Georgia laughs and takes me by the hand, walking us out of the closet. We spend the next twenty minutes looking at the rest of the house. It really is a great place and Georgia seems to like it as much as I do.

  When we’re finished we meet Stan back where we left him. I look him in the eye and shake his hand. “Thanks man. I’ll be calling you later tonight to put in an offer.”

  He smiles, a real smile, not the fake one he wore when we pulled up earlier. “I look forward to your call Mr. Carter.”

  Ten

  GEORGIA

  Tonight is the night. Everything the MC and my brother’s crew have been gearing up for is happening now. Carter kissed me long and hard and told me he loved me before he got on his bike and rode away with his brothers. All of the Old Ladies are here with one of the prospects, and Rash and Jester to keep us protected.

  The bunker is tense, waiting on word from the guys. All of the ladies are sitting around checking their phones and praying for good news. This is the life of an Old Lady and it’s something I better get used to. Knowing that doesn’t make the waiting any easier. I have no idea what they’re up against, but it must be dangerous.

  Hours later the guys come walking in a little worse for wear. Each man goes to their woman, each man but mine. I wait for a few minutes before Prince leans over. “He’s outside talking to your brother.”

  My brows pull together. What does he need to talk to him about? Fifteen minutes later my brother comes in and picks me up in a big hug. “I lov
e you sis. You know that right?”

  “I love you too Tyce. What’s going on?”

  “Nothing, just wanted you to know. All I want is for you to be happy.”

  “I am happy.”

  “Good, that’s all I need to know.” He says then sets me down.

  Carter comes walking in a minute later, his eyes looking around the room until he finds mine. As soon as he sees me, he walks over to me and throws me over his shoulder, walking us in the direction of the rooms. Everyone in the bunker hoots and hollers as we leave the main room.

  Carter doesn’t set me down until we’re in his room and the door is locked behind us.

  “What was that all about?”

  “I need you to myself right now, not sharing you with everyone out there.”

  “Did you guys do what you need to do?”

  “Yes. Everything is finally taken care of.”

  “Good. And how did the talk with my brother go?”

  “Also good. He’s not such a bad guy once you get to know him.”

  I laugh. “Oh yeah? Well I’m glad you think so.”

  The next day Emersen announced Spanky’s would be closed because we’re having a party to celebrate the end of something that has been a long time coming. Whatever it is, I’m happy to see everyone laughing and happy. The guys seem different today than they have since I first met them. Lana and Holly planned the food out and gave us all dishes to make. All of the women have been in the kitchen today cooking and making sure everything is ready. The guys are outside in the parking lot grilling steaks, chicken, burgers, and hotdogs.

  “Hey Georgia, can I talk to you for a minute?” Drake comes into the kitchen and asks.

  I put down the spoon I was using to stir the potato salad and hand it off to Chelsea who’s been busy talking me ear off.

  We walk away from the group where it’s quieter. “Tyce told me that you won’t be coming with us when we head out tomorrow.”