by Simone Elise
I turned to say thank you to Ivory.
“We’re even.” She states, and then drinks the rest of her beer putting the empty in the trash.
I could be stubborn. Could walk off. Could do a lot of other dick moves, instead I found myself saying a word I had never really said, or meant.
“I’m sorry Ivory.” I said the s word and didn’t die of embarrassment. However I had said it so soft, I wasn’t sure if she had heard it. I ran a hand through my hair, and nervously grinned at her. “For this morning, I was a dick.”
She shrugged, and must have heard me say the s word. “You only stated the truth.”
“Still had no right to be so damn rude.”
“Kace.” She blew out. “It’s fine.” Her eyes dropped to the ground. “You weren’t the only one to notice, if I remember correctly.”
That pissed me off the thought of her being eye candy to those men this morning. Prince was back with beers, handing one to Ivory and me.
“So what did I miss?” Prince asked, and then looked between us. “You two actually ever have a conversation before, being competitors.”
“Yeah,” Ivory was quick to answer. “Kace is a good guy.”
Prince gives me a look, like wondering what the hell had she seen of me, that he hadn’t.
“You sure we talking about the same Kace?” Prince said, not dropping the subject.
Ivory smiled and it was knee buckling. I wanted to hear her response when her phone rang and I saw Gabe’s name across her screen. She frowned but answered it, putting her beer down and walking away from the noise.
Prince turned to me. “Thought you couldn’t stand the perfect pretty Henderson’s?” He had a grin from ear to ear as he looked at me for answers.
“Ivory’s not like the rest of them.” I took a sip of my beer, while my eyes were on her near the fence. Didn’t want a member approaching her, thinking she was drunk and an easy lay.
“Damn straight she isn’t.” Prince agreed with me, and I saw his eyes go to her. “One of the reasons I asked her here tonight.”
“You got a crush on her mate?” I loosely grinned but was fucking nervous to hear the answer.
Prince just cracked a grin. “I’ve been trying mate but she isn’t interested in a biker.” Why did Prince saying that stir something inside me? I think it was because I was going to have the same problem. Ivory was used to men with money and no criminal record. While my money could make her go without anything, my criminal record was long and I was only going to add to it.
“You never know mate, you might be in for a chance.” I said and then filled my mouth with beer before I said another stupid thing. Ivory could have any man she wanted, she wouldn’t be interested in me or him.
“Everything alright?” Prince said when Ivory walked back to us.
She nodded her head. “Do you mind if I crash here tonight?” She asked and I have to legit stop my eyes from widening. Surely I wouldn’t get that lucky as staying at the same place as her?
“Sure, Kace has the spare room. But couch is free.” Prince says and it takes everything inside me not to punch him for making me sound like a real dick.
“She can have the bedroom.” I can’t stop myself from glaring at Prince. Acting like I would make a woman sleep on the couch and not give up the bedroom.
“Or we can share.” Ivory said and my eyes snap off Prince and on to her. Was she serious? “Just a bed, right?” She says and then takes a drink from the beer.
Prince mutters something under his breath which I don’t catch and by Ivory’s eyes on mine, she doesn’t catch it either.
“Yeah darling, just a bed.” I say back to her, and take a sip from my beer. I hoped she wasn’t planning on me keeping my hands to myself all night. And the thought of sleeping with Ivory tonight, had me not going for a refill.
8
Kace
I was nervous, so very fucking nervous as the party died down. The bon fire was burning down as well, and I had caught Ivory yawn numerous times for the last hour. It was after three in the morning. Prince was passed out in the yard chair. He had a few too many.
There were a few boys still laughing and joking but I was ready to call it a night. So I stood up, and kept my eyes on the bonfire preparing myself because I was fucking nervous.
“You ready for bed darling?” I still kept my eyes on the fire, not wanting to see or hear the rejection.
“I was ready an hour ago.” She replies, and I glanced back at her. She is covering her mouth with her hand, yawning again.
I put a hand out for her, at first I’m nervous I’ll be standing there looking like a dickhead until she takes my hand and relief floods me.
“Well let’s get you to bed then.” I say and my eyes are locked on our intertwined hands. She isn’t pulling away from me, I can’t help but think before I walk towards the house with the angel following. Sliding Prince’s door open, I head us for the bedroom.
Opening the guest bedroom door I let go of her hand. My eyes narrowing on the ‘spare room.’ Fucking Prince was going to be getting an ear full when he sobers up.
I turn to look at Ivory, and surprised to see a smile on her face. “Fuckin’ Prince.” I muttered and then started clearing the guns off the bed. Moving the AK’s to the other side of the room. Glancing up, to move the last one, I see Ivory’s hand wrapped around it.
Nothing sexier than a woman with a gun.
I swallowed sharply seeing her lift it up and walk it towards me.
“Darling you shouldn’t be holding that.” I say as she steps towards me. My hand grips the gun, while I can’t stop myself from running my knuckles down her bare arm.
Her blue eyes staring up at me, “And what would you do, if I turned this gun on you?” Her words were low, and I can’t stop the smirk.
I slowly back her towards the bed. Keeping my eyes locked with hers, and her breathing coming out sharply.
“Let go of the gun darling.” I whispered down at her.
She smirks and goes up on her toes. “Or?”
My other hand runs down her arm, and then spreads across her ass, gripping it. “Or I’ll have to punish you.”
“I thought you were meant to give me reasons to let go.” She says, staring up at me. Fucking hell. She isn’t miss innocent is she.
Adrenaline rushed my body, at the thought of getting her naked. I just need to get this gun out of the way. Then seeing as she wasn’t letting go of it, I lean down and wrap my arm under her ass and lift her up.
Her other hand wrap around my neck, and she brings her face to mine.
“Darling, if we are playing, I don’t think a gun should be involved.” I nip her bottom lip. I then lay her down on the bed, and she lets go of the gun. Which I disarm and then place on the ground. All while my eyes are on Ivory.
Fuck she was beautiful. My eyes run up her legs, those jeans needed to go. Her top had ridden up. Showing her flat stomach.
She yawned, and I realize now I was being an alpha dick keeping herself up. I sighed. God why was it when I was with her, I wanted to do the right thing?
She sits up on her elbows, “Kace?”
“Yeah darling?” I ran a hand through my hair.
And watched her sit up. “You aren’t planning on fucking me tonight are you?”
I hesitated.
She smirked. “And they say you aren’t a good man.” She sighed and stood up. Her hands going to her jeans and she pushed them down, showing the most perfect pink lace underwear. I swallowed sharply.
“I’m hot, are you hot Kace?” She says and I watch as her hands grip her t-shirt. Then she takes it off, and much to my delight and fear—she isn’t wearing a bra.
My eyes are glued to her breasts.
Then she steps towards me, her hand going to my cheek. My willpower was being pushed. Then the feel of her breasts brushed my chest and that little bit of will power snaps.
My hands grip her ass, and I spin her around. Sitting down on the bed, she str
addles me. And those perfect breasts are in my face.
“Darling,” I force myself to look her in the eyes. “I like my women one way. Submissive.” And I nip her neck and see her clench her mouth shut. “I want to hear you, so don’t keep those cute kitten noises to yourself.” I ran my hands up her bare back and she arches her body into me.
Her hands cupping my face and bringing her lips down to mine. I lift her up again, holding her in one arm, as I push my jeans down. And sit back down, bringing her back over top of me.
I rip her underwear, between her legs and she goes up and comes back down on me, pleasure washing through me.
Fuck she was tight.
She goes up and goes down on me again, riding my length. A moan escaped her lips as she came down and I thrust up into her. Flipping her over, I lay her down on the bed. Gripping her legs I pull her towards the edge of the bed.
Slowly pulling out and then going back in. Another wave of pleasure floods me, and I can’t remember the last time I had felt this good inside a woman.
I climb onto the bed moving her up it, and bringing her legs to my shoulders. A sweet moan escaped her lips and the need to hear her say my name, gets stronger.
I see her lips clamp together.
“Come on darlin’, scream it.” I go in on a slight angle to get her to break her control. “I want everyone hearing me fucking you, so moan darlin’.”
I begin to pick up the speed, and her lips part. And I hear it the sweetest little Kace off her lips
“Louder.”
Her hand grip my chest, her nails sinking in, as I leaned over her, her hands run to my shoulders and she braces herself as I go in harder and deeper, wanting her to break control and hear her.
“Kace.”
And she gasps. But the pleasure of hearing my name off her lips, makes me want to hear again. Then I realized I didn’t want this to be all about me. I wasn’t going to lie. When it came to sex I thought of myself and my needs. But seeing her with clenched eyes, her nails digging into my shoulders I know what her body is crying for, a release and I for the first time in my life, wanted to pleasure the woman I was with.
So I stilled inside her, and my fingers go between her legs, and I slowly rub small circles. And her legs begin to shake. I knew she was close, but watching her basically shake at me just touching her, made me smirk.
I give her the tiniest flick and her body spasms, before I continue to rub her. Small sweet circles seemed to do the trick. So I continued the pattern and then saw her nipples stiffening and I bring my mouth down to one, sucking so slightly and she began to shake, this time her hands clenching my shoulders, as she came. As her mouth parted, I brought my lips over hers, and thrust into her, capturing her scream in my mouth. Feeling her clenching around my dick.
Her eyes flash open, and I see determination in them, as she came down to earth. Her hands ran over my tattooed skin. And then without even saying anything, she pushes me to roll over. And I let her get her way. Fuck I was becoming a pussy in the bedroom.
Letting the woman control things.
She then rode down my length, and I was the one gritting my mouth shut, as she continued to the slaughter of her body on mine.
Nothing more beautiful than seeing Ivory ride my dick, and I couldn’t control myself, as she continued.
I remember the lack of a condom, and need her to ease up. Last thing I needed was a baby.
“Darlin’ I’m not shielded.” I clench her hips, in place, my dick deep in her. Her eyes lock with mine.
“I’ve got the injection.” And her words while should bring me relief actually annoyed me. Did she go around having unprotected sex with lots of other men. Then the thought of other men seeing her like I had tonight, infuriated me.
But then my mind was distracted as she moved on me. Fuck it. I’ll worry about laying claim tomorrow. Then that thought actually goes through my head again. Laying claim? Wasn’t this a one night stand?
Angry with myself, I flip her over, and take her again. Though this time I wasn’t letting myself get distracted. I’d claim her tomorrow, I thought, as I fucked her with no control.
9
Ivory
The days all blurred into one long ass fortnight. The car was ready for qualifications and the race started this weekend. I was tweaking the back up gear when I heard Gabe’s car approach. I knew the sound of his motor. He had been distracted lately and I didn’t know why.
Had a feeling though it was because of a woman whose name is Olivia.
“Ivory.”
I heard my name and turned to look at him. “Gabe.” I looked him up and down. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah.” He said, clearly lying to me. “I’ve got something I need to tell you.”
I heard the seriousness in his tone and abandoned the spare parts and headed to him. “Okay?”
“I’m not racing this year.”
I blinked. I blinked again. “Sorry,” I say and smile a little. “I thought you just said we weren’t racing this year.” I shake my head “What did you say?”
Then I read his expression. No I couldn’t have seriously heard him correctly.
“What, why?” Was all I could muster up.
He looked at me coolly. “I need to put my personal life first.”
I slowly begin to glare at him. “What personal life?” What was he keeping from me? I gritted my teeth pointing the spanner I had in my hand at him. “This is about her, isn’t it.”
It was the smallest fault in his eyes that gave me the answer.
I scoffed. “Why would she want you to pull out? How could she even ask that of you! OF US!”
“Like I said my personal life needs to come first. And this,” he gestured at the shed. “Isn’t making the cut this time.”
“You can’t be serious. You are seriously walking out on the stock car and us?” I state it clearly and raise a hand. “Are you putting her before us? Before our dedication to the team?”
Gabe hesitated. “I knew you wouldn’t understand. You’ve never loved anything or anyone.”
That fucking hurt. “Yeah and who taught me that!” I hissed at him, and throw the spanner at the bench. “Fine. We aren’t racing.”
“I’ll still pay you.”
I scoffed loudly. “You can take your money and shove it up that posh princesses ass.” And then I shoulder past him heading for my car.
How could he just drop me for her? How could he just turn his back on everything we had built! Angry tears ran down my cheeks and I got in the car. All year I had wasted my fucking time. Now I had no money—because of pride and Olivia pulling on Gabe’s dick.
I didn’t even think about it, I redirect the car heading for the suburbs, knowing exactly where she lived. She was currently moving out of one Kace’s houses. And now I was guessing she was moving into one of Gabe’s properties. What a fucking leech. I clenched the steering wheel, and while my mind was racing with everything I could say to her, I knew it would take everything inside me not to get physical with her.
Pulling out the front of Kace’s house. I stormed towards the front door. Fucking bitch thought I would take this lying down. She was wrong.
I banged my fist on the door. I knew from Gabe that she was currently moving out from this house. Her and Kace’s first property together. Apparently it really hurt her moving out of their forever home. I wanted to be sick and scoff and roll my eyes all at the same time. She was such a hoe.
The door opened, and to my surprise and his, Kace answered.
He looks me up and down, seeing my cheeks slightly pink from tears I had shredded over Gabe pulling the plug on our season.
Kace is your sexy bad boy dream, as I look up at him. That leather cut, those tattoos. He still had a frown on his face. Most likely wondering how did I know where he lived. I was no stalker.
“Is she here?” I finally find my voice. After obviously checking him out.
“Olivia?” He questions and his voice is rough. Slowly he l
ets go of the door and crosses his arms. “What do you want with her?”
I can’t stop myself from gritting my teeth. “What does she have you by the dick too?”
He arches his eyebrows at me.
“Just is she here or not?” I snap.
Kace steps out of the door way and gestures for me to head in. I walk past him and my eyes land on her. I can’t stop myself from storming towards her. She glanced up, and frowned and then my fist connected with her nose.
She squealed in pain. Just like a fucking pig.
“You think I don’t know what you are playing at?” I hissed at her, and I went to hit her again when Kace gripped my arm, as I pulled it back.
“Stop Ivory.” He growled.
I don’t know why but him standing up for her, annoys me. Really annoys me. How did she get the guy I was crushing on and my brother?
Blood is running down her face.
“I hope my brother repeats history and breaks your heart before you leech us all of our money.” I hissed and turned seeing judgement in Kace’s eyes.
Well fuck him. He can stand by her if he wants. I stormed out the front door heading for my car. While I may have punched her till I s don’t feel better.
“What the fuck was that about?” Kace yelled at my back.
I scoffed, turning back to look at him. “Please as if you don’t know.” Hell this could have been their master plan. “She made Gabe pull out of the season. She made him pick between NASCAR and her. And she won.”
Kace took two steps towards me. His eyes locked with mine. “You mean, she made him pick between you and her—and you lost.”
I blinked and that was like taking a knife to the fucking heart. I gripped the cars door handle. “Guess so.” And I admitted it and that hurt even more saying it out loud.