by Naomi West
Tanner shook his head. He should have reported Cam to the rest of the club for that suggestion, and that suggestion alone. He should have just stood up from the table and walked away. He could have had Cam's recruit status revoked on principle.
Well, maybe he could have beat his ass a little bit, teach the kid not to mess around with the Blood Warriors and waste their time.
Unfortunately, the kid was kind of right. Getting deeper into this, and using the same method as before? That was sloppy. Straight-up 100%, grade-A sloppy. He could go to prison over something like this, or risk injuring or killing himself again. What if Blade hadn't saved him? Then his kid would be growing up without a father in its life, just like Tanner was having to deal with now because of the old man passing away.
“Serious question,” Tanner said after his long pause. “You still wanna be in the club?”
Cam took a long drink of his beer. After a while, he nodded. “Yeah. I mean, I'm fine with the fights, the drinking, the riding. All that stuff, Tanner, but,” he leaned forward and looked around, “this whole thing with the Roaming Wolves? This is some fucking shit, isn't it?”
That was easy for him to say. The Wolves hadn't gone after his family, or knocked him unconscious with a baseball bat. Tanner's nostrils flared as he sucked in a breath.
But, he was right. Maybe just one guy, with some of his buddies thrown into the mix, was the one doing all this. Didn't mean they had to firebomb the clubhouse.
After a minute, Tanner nodded. “It's some shit. You're right.” He finished down the rest of his beer and got up from the booth.
“Where you headed?” Cam asked.
“Home, I guess.”
“You out?” Jethro called. “I could use a little help later, if you don't mind.”
“Yeah, sure,” Tanner replied. “Guess I'll be back in a bit.”
He nodded his goodbye to Jethro and walked out the front door and got on his bike. Sundown had passed, and night had come. He started his bike and pulled around in the parking lot. He pulled out onto the highway, but instead of heading towards his place, he headed back to Star's.
Talking with Cam had jogged up the memories of that big Roaming Wolf, of that haunting face he should have known, but didn't. He knew that he wouldn't be getting any sleep tonight. Not unless Star's body was at his side.
The night air whipped past his face and helped to clear his head. There had to be another way to get to this guy. Maybe Blade would have an idea when he finally showed up. But, escalating this situation, that wasn't the right way. If he did something crazy like burn down their clubhouse, that would give them more than enough license to do something even more wild, like come after Star, or his mom, or even set fire to the Blood Warriors clubhouse.
At least, with Brendon, he'd once been a member of the MC. He'd worn the patch, just like Tanner. But, to open up his ol' lady and his mom as targets? Tanner couldn't deal with that.
He was so wrapped up in his thoughts, he hadn't even realized he'd called Star his ol' lady. Was that what she'd slowly become? Maybe. Maybe not. Whatever she was, he couldn't describe the affection he felt for her. That kind of thing just wasn't in his nature.
He pulled up at her place a while later and killed the engine. He parked his bike in front of her apartment and headed inside. He opened the door, just like he lived there, and walked into the living room. He didn't even think about barging in, it just seemed natural to him.
He heard the sink running in the kitchen, and the sound of her scrubbing dishes. He stepped into the kitchen and leaned up against the wall.
Star looked back at him over her shoulder. “Heard your bike pull up, so I figured I'd leave the door unlocked for you.”
“Thanks,” he said as walked over to her.
He suddenly had a powerful need to feel her close to him, to hold her in his arms. Maybe, having her body against his would erase all the doubt he felt about his life, all his confusion about his path forward. He wrapped himself around her waist, leaned his head down to kiss her neck.
She giggled and turned her head to the side.
His teeth came out, nibbled a little, then his tongue came out just barely and brushed her skin.
Her giggles turned to moans as she bent her head to the side. “But . . . I have dishes.”
“Dishes can wait,” he said as he turned her around and pressed his lips to hers. She tasted sweet, like honey.
She groaned as he kissed her, moaned as he pushed his tongue into her mouth. She ran her tongue around his, and they dueled and danced as they kissed against the kitchen sink.
He reached down to her belly and began to pull up her shirt, to expose the soft skin beneath. She pulled back and broke the kiss. “Here?” she asked with a sexy little grin. “In the kitchen?”
“How about in the living room, then?” he asked as he began to backtrack his steps from the kitchen, pulling her with him.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Star
She went to him and wrapped her arms around his waist. His hard muscles felt so wonderful against her soft skin. So strong, yet so tender.
He touched her chin, tilted her lips up to his, and kissed her again. His tongue ran across her lips, and she opened her mouth, willingly accepting him inside as she flicked her tongue across his in return.
She reached down to the hem of his shirt and pulled up, uncovering his muscular, scarred chest. She ran her hands over his pecs, brushed his nipples.
God, he was such a man. The look, the feel, the taste, the smell of him drove her wild.
Tanner reached down and pulled her shirt off, exposing her to the world. He took her into his arms again, kissing her as he reached around and unsnapped her bra. He pulled it off of and her and replaced one of the cups with his hand, grazing the tip of her nipple with his rough fingertip.
She moaned into his mouth again as pleasure rippled out through her body. He just had a way of handling her, of knowing exactly what her body would respond to. She pressed herself into his hand, another moan escaping her mouth as he tweaked her nipple, twisting slightly.
He grabbed hold of the waist of her jeans and pulled her to the ground with him, down onto her rug. Star giggled again as she settled in next to him.
“Never figured you for outside the bedroom,” she whispered between kisses.
“We got plenty of time to try other places,” he whispered back before kissing her again. He unsnapped the front of her jeans and unzipped them. “One thing,” he said, with his hand hovering just inside the waistband of her panties.
“What?” she whispered, the tension and feel of his hand just inside her pants nearly killing her.
“We can't hurt the baby, can we?”
“What?” she asked with a laugh. She shook her head, smiling. “It's the size of a pea right now. We're not going to do anything to it.”
“Good,” he replied, grinning.
Her eyes nearly rolled back in her head as his fingers slid the front of her underwear, the tips of his fingers just brushing over her mound.
He leaned down, kissed her again, as two of his fingers slid lower.
She bit his tongue lightly, tried spreading her legs further for him. The jeans, though, were too constricting. She lifted her hips off the rug and began to pull her pants off her hips and ass.
He helped her get them off, and his hand found her sex again. He brushed his hands up and down her damp crotch, teasing her, as they continued to makeout.
Warmth and tingles flowed through her body, radiating out from where his hand caressed her. God, she wanted him inside her so badly, though. But, she knew he'd get to fucking her soon. He wouldn't make her beg for too long.
He pushed aside the thin fabric and traced his rough fingers up and down her slit. She moaned into his mouth as they continued to kiss, his lips both soft and forceful at the same time.
He slid two fingers into her, hooked the tips up and began to take care of that special itch she had on her g-spot.
She lifted her hips slightly, thrusting herself onto his hand, encouraging him to go faster. He kept the same steady, deliberate pace. After a moment, though, he took his hand away.
“What are you . . .?” she asked. “Don't stop, I was so close.”
“This,” he said, as he began to pull her panties off. He dragged them down her legs and began to lower his mouth to her. She spread her legs for him and shivered as she felt his hot breath on the inside of her thigh.
“Ohhhh,” she cooed, “that's it.” He wetly kissed his way up till he hovered just over wet lips. She held her breath in anticipation. “Please, Tanner. Don't make me beg for it.”
He smiled as he lowered his mouth and licked up her lips with the tip of his tongue. He traveled up to the top, just below her clit, and began to flick his tongue just around her most sensitive spot. His fingers slid back into her, finding her g-spot again.
She pushed herself into his mouth and entwined a hand in his hair, as she threw her head to the side and let loose a moan. Each flicking lick of his tongue seemed to stoke her passion higher, bringing her closer and closer to the first orgasm. He gave her a good lashing too, his tongue like fire as he licked her up and down.
He groaned as she thrust her hips into his mouth, as she began to shake, her pussy tightening around his fingers. She brought a fist to her mouth and bit down on her knuckles, screaming as she came on his beautiful, agile hands and tongue.
Star gazed down at him as he continued to tongue her, sending her into orbit again with his handiwork. Their eyes locked, and she fell into those icy blue depths as another orgasm overtook her.
He came up from between her legs and slid up her nude body, his naked chest leaving a burning trail behind. He grabbed her ass and pulled her closer, grinding himself into her.
They kissed again, and she could taste herself on him this time as he pushed his tongue into her mouth. He squeezed her cheeks hard, almost leaving indentations in them as she moved herself against the crotch of his jeans.
“That was amazing,” she whispered between kisses. “But I need to feel you inside me, now.”
Her hands moved down between them and began to work on his belt buckle and the snaps of his jeans. Quickly, she unzipped his pants and released his cock to the air of the living room.
He sucked in a sharp breath as she grabbed hold of his hardness, and circled her thumb around the head of his cock.
With his help, she took off his boots and pulled down his jeans. Soon, they were pressed together again, his hard, hot cock pushing between her thighs. She reached down and grabbed him again, relishing the feel of his sex in her hand. There was just something about his cock, about how well it fit her grasp. She stroked him, teasing him as she reached down to squeeze his heavy balls.
“I need to fuck you,” he growled as he reached back down between her legs and began to rub her clit. “Soon.”
At his touch, her eyes nearly rolled back in her head, loving how close they were just then. He teased out another climax for her, and she trembled as she held him in her hand.
“I want you on top of me again,” he said as his hand came up and grasped her breast, rolled her nipple between his fingers. “Like the other night.”
She groaned as he played with her, teasing her. “Okay,” she moaned, “but on one condition.”
“What's that?” he asked as he leaned down and took her pert nipple in his mouth.
“We do something I've always wanted to try,” she purred as she sat up from beside him and faced away from him. She threw a leg over his waist and arched her back.
His hand came up between her legs from behind her. He stroked up and down her wet slit, groaning as he realized what was going to come next.
Star reached down between her legs and grabbed his hard cock, reveling in the fact that he was as excited as she was. She pointed his head at her slick, parted lips, and began to lower herself.
Tanner groaned as she enveloped him in her softness. He grabbed hold of her hips from behind, saying, “You feel amazing, babe.”
He slowly began to fill her, rubbing against her g-spot as she slid down his hard pole. Soon, she was bottomed out on him, and the feeling of fullness, the intense sensation of pleasure radiating out, was almost too much. She reached her hand down between her legs and began to rub her clit, sending her eyes rolling back in her head.
He met each downward movement she made, with a slow, languid thrust of his own. Rolling his hips, giving her as much pleasure as possible.
Her whole body felt on fire, her whole being completely consumed by the passion. She arched her back and moved her hips faster, her breath coming in short, ragged spurts.
Tanner gripped her tighter, thrusting into her faster, now, speeding up with her.
Her legs began to go slack as the pleasure overwhelmed her, but Tanner just picked her up like a feather and continued to move her up and down, riding his cock. She moaned out a long string of unintelligible syllables, her body completely given over to the sensation.
“That's it, Star,” he groaned, “cum for me, babe.”
And she did. She could feel herself contracting and relaxing around the full length of his hardness, grasping at him each time his cock drew out of her tight box. Joy flooded her body, filling her as much as his cock did. She was so close to the edge, she could look down and see the fall into bliss stretching below her.
“Oh damn,” he groaned as he slowed, “that's it. I'm there.” His whole body went rigid as his member seemed to grow in size. He exploded inside her, filling her with his passionate seed.
She let out a moan, her body responding to his, joining him in a rapturous orgasm. She felt like she was on fire, and the pleasure just kept coming as he returned to his previous pace to finish pumping in and out of her.
They both breathed heavily, their bodies sweaty from the exertion. His cock was still inside her, half-hard, as he sat up and wrapped his arms around her from behind.
Damp, sweaty flesh rubbed against damp, sweaty flesh as he pulled her against his broad chest. “That was amazing,” he said before kissing her on the shoulder.
“Not so bad yourself,” she returned as she relaxed back into his strong arms and groaned in satisfaction.
Chapter Thirty
Tanner
He and Star lay there on the rug together, beneath an afghan Star had pulled down from the couch.
Tanner had never felt contentment like this. Sure, he thought he had. But, this, this was different. This wasn't like riding his bike, or hanging out with the guys. Those were great, but, this feeling of closeness to another human being, this experience, was unlike anything he could have imagined. Right now, there was a woman pressed against his body, a woman he wanted. A woman that wanted him.
And, growing inside her belly, was his child.
His. Child.
He shook his head silently, still marveling at how he'd thought he could get into this so haphazardly. That he could just pay a woman to have his child. Then be done with the whole situation.
“What's wrong?” Star asked from beside him.
“What?” Tanner asked. “Nothing's wrong. I was just thinking, that's all.”
“Oh, don't do too much of that,” she teased.
“Why not?” Tanner teased back. “You like your men big and stupid, or something?”
“Just a little,” she said with a small smile. “I don't want them to be able to outsmart me.”
“Knew you had a thing for us dumb guys.”
Smiling still, she kissed his shoulder and snuggled her body closer to his, if that was possible.
Damn, just the feel of her skin against his. The silky smoothness, how soft she was. He gripped her tighter and pulled her closer.
“So, since you've been thinking,” Star said as she ran her hands up and down his abs, “I think I should tell you I've been thinking, too.”
“About what?”
“I don't think . . . I don't think your mom likes me very m
uch.”
Tanner chuckled. “What makes you say that?”
“Well,” she said as she idly drew circles on his chest, “she keeps talking about what we're going to be doing with the baby after it's born. All the places she's going to take it, what kind of clothes it's going to wear. It's like she thinks it belongs to the Blood Warriors, or something.”
“Well, I did when I came out,” he replied. “I didn't turn out so bad, did I?”
She sighed. “That's not what I meant. I'm not trying to criticize you, or your mother. But, I mean, it's going to be my child, too.”