“He said that?”
“If I got a dollar for every time he’s talked about you, shit- I could buy another bike.”
“Yeah, right.” I sucked my teeth.
“I’ve known him a long time, sweetheart, you’re the apple of his eye. He don’t ever treat you right, you come right to me.” He patted his chest.
“Thanks, Hunter.” I smiled over at him, shaking my head.
We rode in silence for a couple minutes.
“Can you make a quick stop?”
“Where to?”
“Um, a pharmacy, grocery store, convenience store?”
“You need to POAS?” He quickly glanced over at me.
“What? Are you even speaking English?” I laughed at him.
“Do you need to “Pee On A Stick”?”
“Oh God.” I slapped my hand over my face in embarrassment. “Yes.”
“I’ll run in for you, what kind?”
“Any.” I can’t believe how comfortable I felt talking to Hunter about my menstrual cycle, or lack thereof.
He pulled up to a CVS, a couple minutes later he came out with a huge bag. What in God’s name?
“I just got one of each. Just so you don’t doubt a result.”
“Thanks…I think.” I held the bag to my chest, dare I peek in that bag of tricks. I pushed the thought out of my head and stuffed it into my purse.
“No problem, I’ve had my fair share of “up the duff” scares.”
“Oh lord. Just please don’t say anything to Chase, Jeremy, or the club, or Nicole… or anyone for that fact. Just forget this happened.”
“Got it.” He chuckled and pulled up into Jeremy’s driveway. He walked me in, and a few minutes later I heard Chase’s bike in the driveway. I quickly ran upstairs to hide my POAS’s as Hunter would say. I kicked off my boots and jogged back downstairs.
CHAPTER 21
~ Roxy ~
“God damn.” Chase’s low voice startled me as I walked into the kitchen. I forgot I was still dressed in my work clothes.
“What seems to be the problem, sugar?” He was quoting “The Dukes of Hazzard.”
“I think something bounced up into my undercarriage.” Ha, if that isn’t hitting the nail on the head. I giggled out loud, while I turned around to show him my backside. He shot out of the chair at the kitchen table and slapped my ass.
His tattooed hand held onto the counter as the other pulled my waist to his. My backside was completely flush with his front. He gently tugged one of my pigtails before pushing it aside to kiss my exposed neck.
I leaned my head further away, giving him more room to work with. I felt my core warm and the telltale sign of my panties getting wet. His right hand worked the button on my shorts, and then he slid his hand into the front of my shorts, cupping my sex. Chase’s left hand trailed up my waist under the front of my top and bra, tweaking my pierced nipple. I arched my body into his hands.
“Fucking so wet for me already. Feel how your body responds to me?” He nibbled my ear lobe, and then kissed that sweet spot on my neck that sent chills down my body.
“Chase,” I moaned, reached my hand behind me and grabbed the side of his jeans and pulled him into me. I could feel him grow hard on my lower back. I smirked, knowing I did this to him.
“You like that, baby? Feeling how hard you make my dick?” He pushed my panties to the side and inserted two fingers into my hot channel.
“Yes,” I told him truthfully.
“What else do you like?” he groaned into my ear as he tried to pump his fingers inside my tight shorts.
“You touching me.”
“And?”
“Making me come.”
“What else, baby?” His hot breath was as my ear.
“Feeling you come in me.” He removed the hand from my shorts and I quickly grabbed his hand, sucking his two fingers into my mouth. Tasting myself on his hand turned me on.
“Fuck, baby.” Chase turned my face to the side to face him and captured my lips. I dropped his hands and turned around completely to face him. I pushed myself onto my toes as I opened my mouth further for him, his tongue playing with mine. Chase gripped the curved crease under my ass and lifted me up onto the counter. He stepped in-between my thighs and my ankles locked behind his waist.
He picked me up and carried me to my room. He laid back down as I straddled him and quickly untied my checkered top, exposing my white lace bra. “God damn.” He bit his lip, and bucked his hips up, raising me up, and I had to brace my hands on his chest. I giggled and helped him out of his cut and his shirt. My nails trailed over his muscular traps, over his round shoulders, down to his pecs. I traced his beautiful tribal tattoos that showcased his muscular torso. I leaned down and traced my tongue along his chest. This man’s body was a mix of sin and sex on a stick.
I stood above him, straddling his waist. He undid his pants and kicked them off with his briefs. I undid my shorts, sliding them off my hips and held onto the headboard with one hand as I kicked them off my feet. I was left in my matching white lace thong. I slid my panties down and lowered myself onto Chase. He was looking up at me with heat and desire in his eyes. I bit my lip as I took my time untying my pigtails. He sat up and reached behind me, unhooking my bra. He eagerly pulled the cups away from me and buried his face in my cleavage. His large hands gently held onto my upper back as he breathed me in. Savoring me. I threaded my fingers in his hair, and let my head fall backwards. I could feel my hair tickle my backside, and I clenched my thighs tighter as I felt how hard his cock was.
“Baby. I need to feel you inside me, now.” I gently pushed him back, so he could lie down.
“What do you want me to do?” he asked as he massaged my outer thighs.
“Just let me fuck you.” I put one hand on his chest as I held his length in the other. I sat up and moved down his torso. Pumping my fist over him, and snaked my tongue out to lick the tip of his cock. After a few seconds he tugged on my elbows, pulling me back up.
“As good as that feels, baby, I won’t last long if you do that.”
I hovered over him and guided myself down onto him. We both groaned in unison. I took a second to let my body accommodate Chase. He pushed up into me, and I raised my legs up so that my feet were on either side of his waist. I leaned back so my hands were on his upper thighs. I moved my hips each time I rolled forward and let my knees fall open, causing a butterfly effect with my legs.
“Fuck baby, you’re so wet.” He looked down at where our bodies met; he was getting a full frontal of his dick disappearing into my pussy. I arched my back so my ass pressed further into him, making Chase put pressure on my G-Spot. My body heated as I felt my release coming.
“Come on, baby, you’re right there, I can feel you squeezing me. Going to make me come hard as shit.”
“Ohhh, I’m about to come, baby. Right there!” I moaned and quickly rotated and grinded my pussy into his dick. He thumbed my clit, jumpstarting my orgasm. I felt him tense and spasm, throwing me into overdrive. We both rode out our climaxes together. I fell onto his chest, out of breath. Chase moved my hair off my back and blew cool air over my shoulder and down my back, as his hands encased my body.
“That felt amazing.” He bit down on my shoulder.
“Mmm.” I moaned into his neck, peppering him with kisses.
We lay there for another minute before getting into the shower together.
“Will you stay the night?” I asked him as I put on a coral colored silk tank top and matching shorts.
~ Chase ~
Damn, she looked good in silk. I could make out the two small bumps of her barbells on each of her breasts. Sexy as fuck.
“Will you?” she asked again, as I obviously was taking too long to answer.
“Baby…” I started to get dressed.
“I see, never mind.” She pushed past me to the bathroom.
“Rox.” I grabbed the crook of her arm and turned her towards me.
“It’s
cool, I get it.”
“I want to, really. It’s just…” She cut me off.
“The club, I know. Just go.” She shook her head; my chest ached knowing I was letting her down. I don’t want things to get tied up with the club, until I know we are in the clear, and Jake is nowhere near Rox. My feelings for her have multiplied, which I didn’t think was possible. I need her. I’m getting fucking pussy-whipped.
I pulled her closer to me, cupping her face, she held onto my wrists as she looked up at me with those sad eyes. I kissed her slow and passionately, then pecked her forehead and left.
CHAPTER 22
~ 4 weeks later… ~
~ Chase ~
Jeremy and I have been tailing Jake now for a little over three weeks. Getting used to his every day patterns. Where he goes, who he sees, who he’s fucking (obviously not Roxy), and all the in-between.
He has been making a lot of trips to the Devil’s club house, always coming and going with a duffle bag. He’d get on his bike and ride out to the bar, grab a bitch and head home.
Tonight was different; he didn’t go to the Devil’s club house with a duffle bag, but showed up empty-handed. He was thrown out of the clubhouse by two huge bikers. One of which was a bald man who looked familiar. It hit me- the guy from the club who tried to grab Rox. “I’ll get you your money!” Jake pleaded with him. “Yeah, well you know the rules, Jake- no money, no drugs.” They slammed the door on him.
Jeremy and I looked at each other and drove off in our unmarked van.
“That mother fucker,” Jeremy mumbled.
“I fucking knew it. I bet you he was offering up Roxy as a payment method. That was the dude from the club that night.”
“Shit!” Jeremy rubbed his hand down his face.
~ Roxy ~
“Shit!” I blew out a sigh. Sitting on the bathroom counter, staring at the multiple sticks that read “pregnant”, double lines, smiley faces, yes, and plus signs. I had to be sure so I took every single test Hunter had bought for me.
“Well?” Nicole knocked on the bathroom door.
“Fucking- A, Nic. I’m pregnant.” She threw her arms around me.
I knew it. This past week I missed my period. I’ve been feeling fine, but I was putting off the inevitable. I’m almost positive my timeline puts me with Chase. We didn’t use any protection and I had forgotten a few pills here and there. What would this do to the club, for us? We haven’t talked or seen much of each other since I had that brawl with Monica. I think he’s been avoiding me.
“Chase’s?” Nicole asked.
“Yeah, I’m pretty sure. Jake and I used condoms all the time. Chase and I failed to do so.”
“You going to tell him?”
“At some point. Don’t say a word yet to anyone.Can you get rid of this stuff? I’m going to take a nap. I’m beat.” I grabbed the one positive test that read “pregnant” and took it with me.
“Sure thing, hun, that’s what pregnancy does to you!”
“Shut up!” I left her to clean up and I plopped down on my bed.
~ Nicole ~
“This girl.” I thought to myself while tossing everything into the wastebasket, removing the bag and heading for the trashcan by the garage.
As I headed outside I heard the rumble of bikes, Jeremy and Chase were here.
“Shit.” I quickly hurried over to the side of the garage.
“Hey, Nicole.” Chase nodded my way while taking off his aviator sunglasses and tucking them into the ‘v’ of his shirt. Jeremy was taking off his sunglasses too. Things between Jeremy and I have been same old, same old. Yet, he is taking his good old time. Freaking men. I quickly threw the bag in the trash.
“I could have taken that out for you.” Jeremy sauntered up to me.
“Oh no, don’t even worry about it. It’s the least I can do while staying here in your house. I’m going to run some errands for tonight, I’ll see you later, okay?” I didn’t even give him time to respond. I quickly grabbed my purse and drove off.
Was that too obvious? I hope not…
CHAPTER 23
~ Chase ~
“She was in a hurry,” I laughed while setting my helmet down on the seat of my bike.
“Sure was, was it something I said?”
“Who the hell knows? Fucking women. You better make sure you take out that trash before she makes you start sleeping on the couch.”
“Funny, if we were even sleeping in the same bed.” He shoved my shoulder.
“Need some lessons in that department, bro?”
“I’m good. Just taking my time with this one.”
“Better hurry up, I heard Hunter was taking a liking to her.” I knew this was going to piss him the hell off.
“He can fuck off. She’s mine.”
“Just saying.” I raised my hands.
“What the fuck ever. He better keep his shit straight tonight.” Jeremy shook his head.
“Oh yeah, we having that cook out here?”
“Yeah, just a few of the boys. I figured it’d be a nice change of scenery.”
“I hear you.”
After a long night of heavy partying, I ended up staying the night- funny, I don’t recall getting into Rox’s room. I woke up to her naked back with her dark hair cascading down over her pillow. I leaned over and brushed her soft curls to the side. Exposing her toned back to me, I gently kissed her shoulder blade. Moving closer to her, I pulled her body flush with mine. My palm splayed out on her abdomen. She groaned and curled up into a tight ball and I tried to muffle my laugh. I got up to take a piss.
I threw cold water on my face and grabbed a towel, looking at myself in the mirror. The shit storm I have gotten myself in. God knows how things will end up for us. Now she knows the truth about Jake. Now we just need to finish this shit with Jake, and Rox will be safe- and maybe we can have a shot at this.
I grabbed my jeans that were thrown under the bed, and something flew across my feet. I crouched down on my haunches and picked up the paper-wrapped item. I grabbed the end of the paper and let it unroll in my left hand; a pregnancy test came flying out. What the fuck? I turned it over, and it read “Pregnant.” My chest swelled with pride, she’s pregnant. I heard her stir in bed, so I quickly wrapped up the test and threw it back under the bed.
“Hey.” She smiled over at me. I swear she already had a glow about her.
“Hey.” I cupped her face and gave her a sweet kiss.
I wanted to ask her, but figured I’d let her tell me on her own.
“I got work today. Follow me in?”
Fucking- A, I didn’t want her working at the club now- she needed to be at home nesting or some shit.
“Uh yeah, no problem.” She took a shower and came back and was laying out her outfit for work. Which was basically nothing. She threw scraps of leather on the bed. I picked it up off the bed. Bikini night- fuck me. I drug my hand down my face. No motherfucker was going to look at her in this with my baby in her belly.
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