“Same here,” Chaos practically growls.
I toss my hands up, exasperated. “Fucking beat me, bury me, whatever. I’m done keeping my feelings for her suppressed.” Chaos comes to stand beside me, Dad still directly across. Both of them peer at me, staring so hard, it’s like they can see inside me or something. “What?”
Dad says, “You realize that there isn’t any going backward with her, right? Our families are forever linked, and if you two fuck up whatever you’ve got, it’ll mess with all of us. We can’t have it. You have to be one hundred percent in with her. No turning back.”
“I’m in,” I reply immediately.
Chaos scratches his beard, staring me down, his gaze hard. “First off, we vote on your patch. Not having any daughter of mine with a fucking prospect.”
I nod, scared to swallow or even breathe and fuck the moment up. “I’ll do anything.”
“You get my daughter to come home. I don’t care what it takes. If she wants to be with you badly enough, I’ll give in. For her.”
My head jerks in another nod, wishing Leigh would stop being stubborn and call me already so we can fix this. “I’ll go back to Magnolia and wait by her until Leigh calls back.”
“You do that. My girl comes home, we vote on your patch.”
“Thank you.”
Dad grunts, “Don’t thank him yet. Your ass is still a prospect right now.”
Chaos gestures to Ru. “Ruin, ride with Sterling. I want you with him to add more pressure on Magnolia, like yesterday.”
He obeys, fist bumping me as he passes. He hops into the passenger side, and I promise to text with any update. I climb in the beast of a car, her engine rumbling loudly as I pull out of the club parking lot and gun it. I don’t care where Leigh is; the moment I have a lock on her whereabouts, I’m gone. I’ll stuff her in my damn trunk if I have to. Whatever it takes, she’s coming back home where she can finally be mine.
Never let your storm get your kids wet.
- Unknown
Inhaling deeply, I exhale and call his phone again. I can’t have any of them hurting Magnolia because of my absence. I’ll never forgive myself for it, or them, for that matter.
“Yeah?” he barks again, sounding pissed off at the world. It seems to be his go-to mood right now. I wonder if I’m to blame for that?
“Sterling, it’s me.”
“Boo?” He comes off relieved. “That you…you all right?”
“I’m fine. Seriously, you guys are being ridiculous, and leave Magnolia alone. You’ve scared her enough. It’s not making me want to come home any sooner.”
“Your brothers grilling her again, right now,” he admits.
“Well, stop him, please.”
“Nope. I won’t be stopping anything until I have your digits and know where the fuck you are.”
“Don’t act like you care.”
“But I do.”
“Bullshit,” I argue, ready to hang up on him like I did yesterday. I don’t care how good his voice sounds, I’m still mad at him and everyone else. “Your loyalty belongs to the club, to my father and Bash. I finally understand that, and I’m learning to make peace with it. You have them, and with some time, I’ll have someone that wants me more than anything else. You all need to leave me alone, let my heart heal so I can move on with my life, and from you.”
“What the fuck, Leigh? So I don’t get any say in this? Do my feelings mean nothing in all this mess? I feel like I just got a taste of you and you’re already making me brush the flavor away.”
“That’s rich coming from you, Sterling. I’ve followed you around like a pathetic puppy since I was a little girl. I worshiped the ground you walked on, always waiting off to the side while you flew through women and filmed porn with whores. I stood strong, knowing someday our families would finally be joined, that I’d be on the back of your bike with the title of ol’ lady. I offered you my whole world…I ripped my heart out, bloody and pumping, willing to give it all for you.”
He coughs, his voice a bit strangled as he curses, “Fuck. Christ, Leigh. How you gonna say some shit like this when you’re not in front of me? How am I supposed to pull you to me right now? To hold you and tell you I’m done fucking up, I’m ready to fight for you? You’re calling it quits, and I’m strapping up, ready to go to war for you, baby. Come home. Let me make this better and help you heal from my fuck-up.”
“You can’t say stuff like that, Sterling. It’ll completely ruin me. It’s already hard enough to face what needs to be done to move forward.”
“Nah, fuck that. You’re mine, Boo, and you always will be. I see it now, and I’m not letting you go. If I have to be out here grinding, working for your forgiveness and your heart again, I’m gonna do it. You just watch me, beautiful. You won’t see anybody but me, I’ll make damn sure of it.”
Tears pour out of my eyes, as the words I’ve always wanted to hear from him finally leave his mouth. Is it too little, too late though? Can I give him my soul again and trust he won’t crush me all over? I’m scared now, about him and the future. “My father will never allow it, no matter how badly I want it,” I sob into the phone, no longer holding my emotions at bay. I love this man and I always have.
“Baby. Tell me where you are.”
With a defeated huff, I rattle out the hotel I’ve been holed up in Atlanta.
“Text me them digits, Boo. I’m dropping your brother off then I’m coming for you. We got some shit to handle.”
“I don’t want anyone else coming with you. I’m not ready to speak to my family.”
“I won’t say anything until after I drop Ruin off.”
“I know my family, they’ll come here regardless of what you say.”
“No, I’ll tell them I’m going to check out a place I think you’re at. We’ll talk, and then I’ll let them know you’re fine and I’ve seen you with my own two eyes.”
I give in because I want to see him. I should keep my distance, but I simply can’t bear it when there’s the possibility out there that we could finally be together in some way.
There’s a knock at my hotel door about two hours later, and I know it’s him. The real question is if he listened to my wishes and came alone or if there’s a mob of bikers waiting to escort me back home. Glancing through the peephole, I take Sterling in. He’s wearing his cut, white T-shirt, and jeans. He’s got his hands halfway into his pockets as he glances around the hallway, casing the place.
I open the door and his head tilts, taking in my swollen face and disheveled appearance. “Babe,” he mutters softly. He pulls me into his strong, warm embrace and tucks us inside the room. “Jesus, woman, this place is kinda a shithole. I can’t believe nobody fucked with you.”
I shrug, my body at ease against his frame. He feels like home to me, and his smell pulls me in deeper. “I knew no one would give me a second thought here.”
“I swear you’re blind looking in that mirror. You’re gorgeous, even when you think you’re a mess.” I pull back enough to peer up at him. His hands move to cup my cheeks, and he leans in to touch his lips to mine. It’s tender, slow, and almost timid as he tastes my mouth after what feels like has been forever. I’ve missed him badly, far worse than I realized, until I opened that door to let him in.
“Did anyone follow you?”
He shakes his head. “I told Dad where I’d be. He told me to text to let him know you’re okay, and they’ll leave us alone for a few hours. They want you to come home, though. Everyone’s been worried sick, not just your parents. The entire club’s been out looking for you.”
“I’m sorry. I just couldn’t handle everything anymore. I needed to get away.”
“I get it, more than you realize.” He leads me to the bed, and we both sit, facing each other. “You scared me. With the way things ended up, and then you disappearing…I didn’t know what to do or how to even act. I can’t lose you, Leigh. Not ever again. You have to promise me.”
“I’ve always loved
you,” I admit softly, and he reaches for my hand, entwining our fingers. “I don’t know how to change the club’s decision on us, and I know how much their opinions mean to you.”
He grabs for my other hand as well and says, “Not as much as you. You mean more to me than all of it.”
I meet his stare. “Since when?”
“I suppose always…It just took me a little while to realize it. I’m sorry I hurt you. It’s the last thing I’ve ever wanted to do where you’re concerned.”
“And what about my father and my brother? I don’t want them to hurt you because of me.”
He leans towards me, pushing until I lie down, and he’s hovering over me. Flashing a grin, he hums, “Mm. Chaos said I can have you if I bring you home.”
My eyes widen, a quick gasp falling from my lips. “He did?”
He nods, pressing a swift peck to my lips, then dipping into the crook of my neck to suck the tender flesh. “Yeah, Boo. You’re all mine. You ride back with me, and I’ll send up someone to get your car. I’m not ever letting you go again.”
“That’s a pretty big promise, even for you, Sterling Spade.”
“Good thing I’m stubborn as fuck, baby.” He pushes the oversized sweater I found on clearance off my shoulder to continue his blissful assault. He murmurs against my skin, “I meant what I said to you on the phone. I’m not backing down anymore. You want me, you’re gonna get me full force. Hope you’re ready for what you’re getting.”
“I’ve been ready and waiting,” I confess, moving to peel his cut free and then his T-shirt off. He’s gorgeous like this, in only his jeans, his attention trained solely on me.
“You gonna let me have you? All of you? Once we start this, there’s no stopping it.” He pulls back to remove my shirt and then moves for my chest. His tongue toys with my nipples, making me squirm. One hand locks on my hip, holding me in place as he drives me wild, sucking my breasts and grinding his hardness against my core.
“Yes. Take everything,” I reply breathlessly.
He pushes his jeans down then tugs my tiny sleep shorts free. My legs spread wide, his length resting in the apex of my thighs. My fingers trail over his back, my nails scoring his flesh, ready to rip him apart if he doesn’t sink inside me soon. “You want this? Really want this?” he asks again, making sure. He’s giving me the opportunity to change my mind and back out, but in the same breath, I don’t think he’d allow it. In the end, he’d still be taking me home as his, no matter how hard I try to fight it.
“I do,” I confirm, and he slides his cock through my slit, spreading the wetness. In the next dip of his hips, his tip finds my opening, and then he’s pushing inside. The first thrust is slow but deep, both of us groaning in relief.
“This is where I belong,” he admits, and I couldn’t agree more.
“Yes. You and me, Sterling.”
“That’s right, Boo. Me and you from now on. I swear it.”
My lip trembles as emotions hit me tenfold. I’m so happy right this very moment, and I never want to forget this feeling. My hands find his back, palms flat, fingers spread, attempting to feel every possible inch of him I can at once. Leaning up, I press kisses on his shoulder, leading up his throat to his ear. I lightly suck his earlobe between my lips and whisper, “Always.”
My hands rub up and down his back, moving over his flesh in a powerful motion. I’m careful to avoid his injuries as I pull him to me with each upward motion, wanting him to remain rooted deep. I could just lay like this for hours, him warming me with his weight and presence, his length filling me, words serenading my soul. It’s almost too perfect, like a dream. My puffy face and tired eyes reassure me that this is every bit real, that Sterling’s here with me, saying the things I’ve longed to hear for so long.
His hand scales down my side, tenderly brushing over my breast, abdomen, hip, and then thigh. He grips my upper thigh, pulling it up and close to his body. It shifts our position a bit, and I swear I feel him in my belly the next time he sinks down. My eyes roll heavenward, relishing in how he fills me so completely. “Harder,” I beg.
“Nope. I’m going to take my time and stare at you, Leigh. I need to know you’re okay. I don’t think you realize what it did to me inside when I couldn’t find you, when I didn’t know if you were safe.”
My hand goes to his scruffy cheek. I doubt he’s shaved since I’ve left. He’s as much of a mess as I’ve been. “You’re here now. You know I’m okay.”
He slides in and out, his forehead coming to rest against mine, eyes closed. He releases a sigh, the tightness in his shoulders easing up a bit. “I’m not losing you again. No way,” he declares, moving his hand under my other thigh. He positions it over his shoulder and we feel so incredibly close, it’s extremely intimate, having him in all of my space like this.
His groin strokes my clit with every move, my piercing heightening each touch to the point it’s nearly too much. The ridges from his piercings are more prominent without a condom and it feels amazing. I should be concerned he’s bareback, but I can’t bring myself to care right now. I love this man, I always have, and I know he would never hurt me in that type of way.
“You feel so good,” I softly confess, pulling his lower lip between mine to suck. I release it, copying the move with his upper, before nipping along his scruffy jaw. My face will be pink tomorrow from his kisses, but I’ll relish in the soreness. It’ll be a pleasant reminder of right now, and I never want to leave this moment. It’s everything with him.
“So do you, Boo, more than you know. I swear this pussy was made for my cock, so tight and fluffy.” He shivers as a burst of sensation hits him. “Fuck,” he curses, and his words bring a smirk to my lips. He’s home, that’s why it feels so good and natural. I hope he realizes as much. He belongs with me, his cock inside me, there’s no doubt in my mind.
“I’m close,” I admit.
“Mm,” he groans, tucking his face into my neck. His warm breath mixed with the tender licks and kisses make my head spin. My pussy clenches as the first bit of orgasm begins to spiral, shooting from my breasts to my curling toes. “That’s it, baby, squeeze my cock.”
I couldn’t hold back if I tried. My core pulses, flexing and releasing as wetness escapes around his length. “Sterling,” I breathe his name with my orgasm, and it sets him off. He throbs, warmness flooding my center as his release splatters my walls, coating me in his essence.
I’ve never felt more complete in my life.
A female never forgets how a man treats her during a time she needs his support most.
- Pinterest Truth
“You ready to do this?” I glance at Leigh. She’s worried, I can see it all over her face. Reaching over, I take her hand in mine, wanting to offer her some comfort. I hate it that she’s feeling antsy inside, and there’s nothing I can do to change it for her. I’m actually feeling much better today, so I know she’s fine; I got some time with her and a bit of sleep.
She nods. “I had time to think about things. I need to apologize for leaving abruptly, but also tell them to back off. I love my family, but I deserve the same respect I show them.”
She’s been calmer than I anticipated. I figured she’d be jumpy on the ride back to the club, but she’s been quiet, lost in her head. We took the rest of the day yesterday to talk and explore each other. I let Ruin and Dad know she was with me and safe so everyone backed off and we had a quiet night spent together, wrapped in each other’s arms. We’d showered this morning and ate some breakfast, then I knew it was time to come back down to reality. Chaos said he’d lay off if I brought his daughter back home, and I one hundred percent plan to see it through. I’m not letting this gorgeous woman slip through my fingers again.
Taking the turnoff to the clubhouse, I follow the short road and eventually park near the prospects’ bikes. It grows even quieter as I cut the engine and the rumble disappears. “Come on, Boo,” I coax. “I’ve got you, remember? I’ll be beside you through this, as much as you
want me to.”
The door to the clubhouse flies open and out pours the cavalry. Chaos leads the pack, closely followed by Cambri, Ruin, Dad, Mom, Stryker, and Sawyer. So much for not overwhelming Leigh. I suppose she’s used to it, though, with everyone all up in each other’s business around here. We get out, and then Leigh’s being passed to each of them. Everyone wants to hug her and tell her they’re happy she’s okay. I am too. I thought I was going to lose my mind not knowing where she was. She’s safe and with me now, so it’s all that matters at the moment.
Chaos makes his way to me after he’s held his daughter tightly and seen for himself she’s more than fine. “You kept your word.”
“Of course. I’ll always protect her.”
“And make her happy?”
“I’ll damn sure do what I can to keep her happy. I love your daughter, Prez.”
“Then it’s time for church.” He turns to Dad. “Bash, time for church.”
Dad nods, pulling his cell free. “I’ll text everyone.” He immediately shoots off the text in our group chat, making mine, Ruin’s, and Chaos’s phones chime with the alert.
Leigh’s gaze meets mine and I gesture to the club. “I’ve got church. You straight?”
Cambri cuts in, stepping to me. She tucks her hand in my elbow. “Come on, Sterling. We’ll all go inside with you guys.”
“All right.”
She beams up at me, allowing Leigh to have a moment with Ruin. I’m sure he’s peppering her with questions about where she’s been. My siblings follow at the back, used to club life. “Thank you for bringing my girl home.”
“Of course.”
She gives my arm a light squeeze. “You were always meant to be her protector. I’m glad you two have finally found each other the way I’ve known you were meant to.”
“You’re not angry about it?” I leave out the part about Chaos being on the verge of killing me for going after their daughter. He didn’t ever have to mention the words; I could see it written in his expression. If I’d gone after her right away, this situation would’ve ended much differently.
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