Fuck, I have missed her.
Her touch.
Her smell.
Her everything.
Just fucking her.
My Gypsy Red.
My Goddamn world.
Think this is the slowest I’ve ever driven. Traveling down these old country roads, cornhusks are blowing through the fields and over the road, we call them corn snakes. Don’t have the same effect when you are driving slowly though. It is moments like this that I live for, being out on the open road, my woman riding with me. Even if she says, she doesn’t want to be with me, I know she feels at peace with me too. She just has this calming effect on me. The world feels right when she is with me.
Her and I were one in the same. We just fit. We just belonged. There could be no one else for me. There never had been.
“This would be such a pretty setting for a house.” Foxie is walking along the tree line of the property with Red. She is right. A house would look good here with little redheaded runts running through the grass. But that’s not going to happen. Red doesn’t want me, and my life...my life is at the Roadhouse.
My mother always said I would never amount to anything and never have anything. She was a true clubwhore. She lived and died by the Devils Rejects code. My mother was nothing but one of Hook’s many whores. Never knew my father, never cared to know. But my child will have a better life, and I will give him or her everything I never had. If Red really wants out, if she really doesn’t want to be with me, I will get her out. Her and both of her children, even if that means I won’t ever know my kid. It’s probably for the best. I’m not sure what I was thinking, imagining that I could have it all. I don’t deserve her or her love.
She would have been better off had I been strong enough to do what was right for her.
“The land is perfect, brother. It sits enough out of the way that no one would notice it from the road.” Slim helps me get the blankets and food from our bikes.
“Good, because I already put in an offer, should be able to sign the papers in a few days. I have already gotten the permits we will need and talked with Blaze and Stone. They do a lot of side work for a contractor and said they would help with a lot of the work. Said they could probably get us a discount on the materials too.”
Helping Red to the ground to sit on the blanket, she surprises me with a small kiss on the cheek. Maybe all hope for us isn’t lost just yet. For the first time in weeks, she opens up and actually has a real conversation with me. “I have an ultrasound next week, if you want to be there.”
“Wouldn’t miss it for nothing.” Taking a bite of my sandwich, I am afraid to say much else. I’m afraid I’ll fuck this up.
Foxie saves me and ask Red how work is going. I don’t much care for her working, but at least at the carryout I don’t have to be as concerned about her safety, place has enough security you’d think it was Fort Knox.
There is so much I want to say to Red, but I just don’t know how to find the words. The need to talk to her is ripping me up inside, everything I do is wrong. But tonight, she is going to hear what I have to say even if I stick my foot in my mouth. We are going to settle this one way or the other. I can’t take this hanging on the edge waiting for her to forgive me or give me up for good. I need her to make a choice. I can only hope she chooses my sorry ass.
Slim lights up a joint. “Want to hit this shit before I go, man.” He tries to pass it to me.
“Nah, Prez. Not when I am going to be driving Red home.”
Slim and Foxie have to get back to their boys, so I decide to take advantage of having Red to myself, finally, while she is in a good mood and while we are where she has no choice but to talk to me. I wait till they leave before I start this conversation. Shit needs to be said. We gotta hash this out one way or the other.
“What do you want from me, Red? Want me to tell you that I need you. That I want you—that I can’t sleep without you by my side. Because I do need you. I want you any way I can have you. Just say the word. Or do you want out, because if you do, I’ll make that happen too.” It kills me to say these words, but I promised myself I’d be a better man for her, and this comes with it.” I don’t want to live without you, but I will if it’s what you want. I’m not a begging man, but here I am begging you, please come back home with me. Be with me. Be mine. Let me be your man again.”
Watching my words sink in with her is frustrating, I can’t tell what she is thinking. I can’t predict the outcome.
“Just because you are sorry it doesn’t make things right. I want so badly to lie to you—to tell you that I don’t need you or that I don’t want you. That I have slept great every night without you. But if there is one thing I’m not—I’m not a liar. But you hurt me, Grim, I don’t know how to move past it. How to not worry that every time you walk out the door, I’m not the only one you are thinking of.”
“You won’t be the only one, because now every time I go out the door, I’ll have another reason to come back...our baby. I’m not saying that we have to be together because you are having my baby, not saying that’s why I want to be with you. Just saying I fucking adore you, and I want you. If any other man ever tries to touch you, I will end him. I fucking need you in my life, Red. Can’t you see you drive me crazy. I’d do anything for you. For our child. All I have ever wanted since the day we met is this right here. You and me. You and me, baby. All I want.”
She smiles lightly. Folding the blanket and placing it in my saddlebag, Red turns and looks at me with that fire in her eyes, the fire that’s been missing, the fire the burns for me. “Take me home, Jack.”
Not going to question or ask, because in my heart I know she means home with me. Hope she is ready for me, because I have been waiting for months to have her writhing beneath me—screaming out my name. This man right here is never going to let her go. I’m going to show her I am willing to try to be the man she thinks I have buried deep inside me.
Chapter 14
“Tonight, Red, there is nothing or no one else that fucking matters. It’s me and you against the world. You’re mine, and I am going to show you just how fucking much I adore you.” She is lying on the couch looking sexy as hell, fresh from the bathtub. Wearing my favorite shirt and a black thong, her baby bump is showing. Down on my knees in the floor next to her, I lay my head on her stomach.
That vison is burned into my brain. I think back on it often. It was the best day of my life. My woman came back to me. She trusted in me and our love.
She is looking at me and the world stops. Her beauty hits me like a freight train and I know would do anything for her and this baby. “Thank you for not giving up on us.”
Scooting up so that she is sitting she grabs my face. “I never gave up on you, I just didn’t have faith in myself to be strong enough for both of us. But now I know that I could walk through fire with you by my side. I never stopped wanting you,” she confesses, and I could die on the spot knowing she loves me too.
Trailing kisses down her neck, I push her shirt up and take her tender bud in my mouth and clamp down on it with my teeth. “Mine,” I growl over her tender skin, repeating with her other nipple. My stubble scrapes across her skin, and she giggles. “I don’t think it’s funny.” Rubbing my beard harder this time, I ask, “Does that tickle?”
“No,” she lies in a hushed laugh.
“Thought you weren’t a liar,” I tease and Red glares at me, pulling away. “You going to pout on me? Bet you won’t pout if I do this.” Running my hand up her thigh slowly until I meet her hot center, I place a single kiss on her core. Her legs relax and her knees ease apart. “That’s what I thought.” She smirks and pushes my head back down to her pussy. “More did you say,” I mumble against her panties. “Not yet, sweetheart. I’ve not made love to you in months. Tonight it’s going to be real slow. Going to love you so good, you’ll never think of leaving me again,” I vow.
“Is that a promise?” She pants.
“No, it’s a fact. If you were t
o look up fact in the dictionary there would be a picture of you riding me.” She laughs. “I’m not joking. Want me to go get the damn thing, I know I have one in my closet somewhere.” A bubble of laughter bursts from her chest. “You think me and you making love is funny?” I’m starting to get offended here and so is my dick.
“Calm down, tiger. The thought of you with a dictionary about made me pee myself.”
“Red, baby, please don’t piss on me. I’m a kinky bastard, but I’m not into that sick shit.”
My woman looks at me with a serious face and says, “Shut the fuck up and eat my pussy.”
“You got a dirty mouth, shit turns me on. But you didn’t say please, Jack, eat my pussy. So for that I am going to make you wait. This right here...” Cupping her soaked panties, I tell her, “It’s going to ache for my tongue.” Getting up from the floor, grabbing her hand, I lead her to our bed.
“Do you trust me?”
“Yes, I trust you. Why?”
I ignore her question. “Good. You want to be dirty, baby...I’m going to give you dirty. Now get on the bed and do exactly what I say. I promise you’re going to be screaming so loud if the neighbors hear they are going to think I done killed you.”
“Don’t promise unless you can deliver.” She slithers onto the bed, her head resting against the headboard.
“First thing I want from you is for you to put that hair in a ponytail. Second close your eyes.”
“And third?” She asks playfully, nibbling on her finger.
“Haven’t gotten that far yet.” Her eyes close after she has her fixed the way I want it. Taking my bandanna out of my back pocket, I tie it snuggly around her wrists.
“So that’s how it’s going to be?” Red rubs her wrists together trying to break them apart with no luck.
“I fully intend on keeping my promise. You are going to be begging me to lick and suck on your pussy.” I smack my hand over her clit and grab between her legs. “Gonna be begging me to pleasure you.” I grin, raising my shirt up over my head as Red watches me with anticipation, licking her pretty little mouth eagerly as my erection springs from the confines of my boxer briefs. Her legs are kicking across the black silk sheets. She is so hot and ready for me. The bed dips under my weight with me being on my knees.
She stretches her leg out trying to touch me. Her big toe grazes the head of my dick. Taking her foot in my hands I massage it gently and she lets out a small moan of appreciation. Inching her closer to me, I lick the bottom of her foot little by little, until I reach her toes. Taking them in my mouth, I suck on each one, kissing the tops of each toe. “Grim,” she pleads in frustration.
“What’d you call me?” I tickle the bottom of her foot and she squeals. “Shh, we haven’t gotten started yet. And you are going to need your voice later for all the begging,” I warn.
“Jack, please. You don’t realize what every little sensation is doing to me. My body is way overdue for your lovin’.”
Crawling up the bed next to her, I take her bottom lip in my mouth and suck it until she bites me. My tongue delves between her parted lips, exploring every inch of her sweet mouth, tasting her, wanting her, needing her. Needing to feel her skin to skin, I take my switchblade from my nightstand drawer and cut her panties off. Next, I tackle the shirt. I hate to cut it, but I am not chancing letting her hands go, because if she starts touching me, I’ll give in and fuck her too fast. I promised her she will be screaming my name, and damn it she is gonna. Nibbling on her ear, I take her ponytail in my hand and tug on it firmly. “I’m going to roll you onto your stomach, if at any time it hurts, tell me and I will stop.” I don’t want to put pressure on her belly.
Head down with her bound wrists over her head, ass up, back arched—perfect. She is beautiful. Massaging her shoulders affectionately, wanting to make her feel good and relaxed, and trailing her spine with my tongue, I go easy and slow. She bucks her hips, sending that sweet round ass straight into my dick. My cock gets a feel of her wet slit and it about near kills me not to push deeper in. Sliding back out I smack her ass a few times with my dick and she wiggles her butt wanting more.
Spreading her knees apart, my hands find its way to her clit, pinching, rubbing, teasing her folds. Grabbing her hair once more I pull it hard. “Jack, take me already, I can’t stand it.”
“Don’t think you want it bad enough,” I tell her. I spread her cheeks apart and dive tongue first between her legs, licking and sucking that eager pussy. She is flushed and starting to sweat, it only makes me that much more determined to hear her beg. I pull my mouth from her and loom over her again. My cock is pressing against her ass once more, as I lean down pressing my weight on her. She looks back over her shoulder at me and I claim her lips once more giving her a taste of her sugary essence. She is trying to push back against me, trying to slide my dick in her. “Tell me what you want, Red. You want this?” I bite down on her shoulder and stick my dick in her halfway.
“God yes.”
“I can’t hear you,” I tease.
“I want you, Jack. I want you so deep inside of me...give it to me, baby.” Her breathing is uneven, she is so wet, feels so tight, so good. With a smooth thrust, I push further in her tight core. She moans with relief bucking her hips, arching her back. It nearly makes me come undone, but I am able to pull out of her. The loss of our connection is painful. I want to slam into her and fuck her senseless, but I hold back. I told her she would beg.
“Jack, don’t stop.” Her body trembles beneath me with raw need.
“No. I don’t want it to be this way. I want to watch you. I need to see your face when I make you scream and cum.”
Rolling her over to her back, I stay in control. She is lying on the bed, legs spread, looking like a wet dream. Hooking her knees with my arms, I bury my face between her thighs. Her thigh muscles squeeze my head, holding me in place. With one lavish lick, I get a taste, sweeter than apple pie. “Fuck, you don’t know the things you do to me.” Licking her again, slowly, I savor the taste of her on my tongue. Her ass comes up off the bed, trying to urge me on.
“More,” she cries out and I smile.
“Beg me for it.” I lick her pussy again then stop.
“Jack!” She screams my name.
Satisfied, I cap my mouth over her clit, my finger enters her warm heat. Flicking my tongue, I continue sucking her clit and add a second finger to her tightness.
Her thighs squeeze my head harder. I look up at her. “You like that?” She doesn’t answer. A soft whimper comes from her mouth. I still my finger. “Can’t hear you.” I try to pull my head from the vise grip she has on me, and she just squeezes me tighter.
“Baby, please, I want you so bad it hurts,” Red pleads, begging me. So fucking sexy. How can I say no to that? Humming on her clit with my lips, two fingers work her pussy. Her muscles clench around my fingers, her juices coating my tongue. “Oh, God, yes...fuck, Jack, feels so good.” Hearing her scream my name, feeling her body pulse, tremble, and twitch is enough to get me off, but I want her riding me when I do.
Wiping my mouth on the sheets, I give her a minute to recover from the earth-shattering orgasm she just experienced. Panting beneath me, her chest is heaving. Making love to Red feels as good as flying down the freeway at top speed on my chopper. Nothing sweeter than her taste on my tongue. Nothing better than seeing the smile she has on her face because of me, because of what I do to her.
With fluttering eyes, she says to me, “That was so good, amazingly perfect, but can I have my hands now? So I can show you how a man should be loved—show you what you mean to me.”
“Hell yeah, you can.” Unbinding her hands, I allow her to sit up and take control. Never knew a pregnant woman could be the sexiest creature on earth, but she is breathtaking. With her straddling my stomach, I can feel her liquid heat spreading over my flesh. She lets down her red hair and it cascades down her back, picture fuckin’ perfect.
Damn that night was so fucking perfect. If only I could
go back and tell her what she meant to me. If I could tell her I would never love anyone but her. If I could say to her, baby, promise you will never leave me. I would give just about anything to go back and be in that moment with her.
Lying down with her breasts pressed against me, she kisses me so lovingly. Taking her time, sucking her taste off my tongue, exploring my body with her lips. My cock is twitching, ready for her to ride me, like she is a professional bull rider. Scooting back, she takes my length, guides me inside, dropping her ass down on the tops of my thighs. Sucking in a breath, I prepare for the love this woman is about to show me. Hips rolling, arched back, she is sucking my finger between her lips. The sight is the sexiest fucking thing. If I could paint her picture in this moment I would, she looks like a pinup model. Up and down, she works me, her breasts are bouncing, and the headboard is knocking against the wall.
Grabbing her hips, holding her in place as she grinds on my dick, I’m feeling her so deep. Wrapping my arms around her back, I push myself up against the headboard. Her arms find their way around my neck. Her kisses so frantic...I can’t hold on much longer.
Changing position, I lay her back. Her head at the foot of the bed, threading my fingers through her hair, as I slide back in her tight velvet center. Damn she feels so good.
“Gonna cum all inside you. Gonna fill you so deep with all of me,” I promise.
“Give it to me, Jack. Give me all of you, every last fucking drop.”
Scooting her ass up against my thighs, I throw her legs over my shoulders and pump her full of my passion—my love for her.
Chapter 15
After two days of nonstop fucking and making love, I grabbed Romeo’s truck he uses for delivering moonshine to clear out Red’s apartment. She doesn’t have much but it’s easier to haul it in one trip with the truck. I’m not taking any chances. She’s fucking home for good now with me. She’s back at the trailer with Foxie cleaning out one of my guest rooms to be the nursery for our baby.
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