by Blue Remy
Fuck. I grab my dick, releasing it once more.
“I’m massaging my breasts, pulling on my nipples the way you like.”
“Keep going,” I tell her as I stroke myself from base to tip.
“Do you want my mouth or pussy?”
“Pussy. Ride me, babe.”
“I’m sliding down your dick, moaning as you go deeper. You’re so big, baby. It hurts… but in a good way.”
I groan as the image in my head becomes more vivid. If I didn’t know better, I’d think she was actually here. I stroke faster.
“Feel how wet I am for you?” she continues. “Only for you, Gage.”
“Fuck, Raven.”
“I’m gliding back and forth, my muscles tightening around you. Can you feel me?”
“Hell, yeah.”
“I’m yours. All yours.”
“Fuckin’ right,” I groan. “My pussy.”
“I’m moving faster now. I want you to come. Come inside me, Gage. Come inside your pussy.”
“Fuck!”
The phone falls from my fingers as I scramble to find the tissue. At the last moment, I grab it and press it to the head of my dick, feeling my cum spurt out in short bursts. Fucking hell. I pick the phone back up, placing it at my ear as I dispose of the tissue.
“Where the fuck did you learn that?” I ask playfully.
“I know what my man likes.”
“You got that right.”
“When are you coming home?”
“Maybe another day or two. I’ll let you know tomorrow.”
“Okay. Get some sleep. You sound tired.”
“You, too, doll.”
“’Kay.”
“Gimme a kiss.”
“Mmmuah!” she gets out while trying to control her giggles.
“Now put some tongue in it.”
She bursts out laughing. “You’re crazy!”
“But you love me, though.”
“I do. Maybe I’m crazy, too.”
“We’ll be crazy together,” I tell her.
“Definitely.”
“I’ll talk to you tomorrow, babe.”
“Yep. I love you.”
“Me, too.”
CHAPTER FOUR
Raven
I rush to my phone when I hear “Forever Yours” —Gage’s ringtone. I haven’t heard from him all day and I was worried. I’m a mess whenever he goes out on club business because I never know what he’ll get into.
“Hello!”
“Hey, doll.”
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m good. Got some good news.”
“You’re coming home?” I ask excitedly.
“Tomorrow. We’re gonna rest up tonight and head out in the morning.”
“Thank God!”
He lets out an amused chuckle.
“The Snakes are riding with us. They’re spending the night in Stony View and we’re gonna show ’em some hospitality. We’re going straight to the clubhouse so I’ll have Charger drop you off. You’re on my bike back home.”
“What time?”
“I’ll let you know tomorrow.”
“Okay.”
My man is finally coming home and I couldn’t be happier. It’s only been four days but it seemed like forever. We spend an hour on the phone, and then, for the first time since he’s been gone, I fall asleep easily.
***
We pull into the clubhouse and it’s like a beehive. There are Dealers and Snakes scattered all over the courtyard, and bitches moving around like kids in a candy store. While I’m scanning the crowd for Gage, Chopper walks over, pulling me into his arms.
“How’s my future daughter-in-law?”
“I’m good, Chopper. Once I find your son, I’ll be great.”
“What’s this ‘Chopper’ business?” he asks. “You call me ‘Dad’ from now on.”
I’m absolutely dumbfounded. He’s always acted like a father to me but I’ve never thought of calling him anything other than his name.
“Okay… Dad.”
It’s going to take some getting used to, and I’m sure it will be a while before I’m comfortable with it. The word brings my father to mind, so it’s weird. I grab my arm, massaging the spot where I have Daddy’s name and badge number tattooed. It just feels like I’m cheating on him with Chopper. Like I said—weird.
“Good.” He gives me a proud smile. “And my son is out back by the fire.”
“Thanks.”
Ron grabs my hand, leading me as we weave our way through the mass of people. We get to the back of the clubhouse, and even though it’s dark, I spot him right away. I tug my hand away from Ron’s grasp.
“Thanks, Farmer,” I say with a smile, referencing Kevin Costner’s character from The Bodyguard.
“No problem, Rachel.”
He grins and walks away. I made him watch the movie with me the last time he had bodyguard duty, so it’s become our thing. As I approach Gage, I notice he’s with the Snakes president and some other men, so I stop and watch him for a while. God, he’s beautiful. As he jokes around with the other men, I decide I need to get my shit together. I can’t afford to lose him. I won’t.
Our eyes meet, and he blesses me with a gorgeous smile. I give him a questioning look, seeking permission, and he waves me forward. I run into his arms and he picks me up, capturing my lips in a hungry kiss. I moan as his tongue storms into my mouth. Nothing about this kiss is gentle. It tells me the days we were apart were just as hard on him as they were on me. I wrap my legs around his hips and return it with equal fervor. Reaching down, he grabs my ass and pulls me to him, pressing my crotch against his. A few throats being cleared drag me out of my haze, and I break away from him, looking around. The Snakes president smirks at me, and all the others are wearing Cheshire cat grins. I used to be embarrassed, but not anymore. As Gage would say, I give zero fucks.
Chuckling, he places me back on my feet.
“I take it that’s your old lady?” One of the Snakes asks.
I roll my eyes. Gee, I wonder what gave me away? The kiss or my cut? Gage introduces me to the men, but the only one who sticks is Ace, the president of the other MC. He’s hot—full head of dark hair, gorgeous grey eyes, and a scruffy beard. He’s still smirking as I lean against Gage, my back to his front.
“Hi, guys.”
I forget about them all once again, when Gage buries his face in my neck, inhaling deeply. Turning to face him, I slide my arms around his waist, getting a healthy whiff of him. I rest my chin on his chest, raising my gaze to meet his blue-eyed stare.
“Hey, little bird.”
“Hey.”
“You know,” Ace interrupts. “My old lady is the same way. Can’t keep her hands off me.”
“Lucky you,” I tell him.
“Yeah? How’s that?”
“You have a woman who loves you.”
Gage’s arm tightens around me and Ace nods in agreement.
“You’re right, darlin’. I think you and Dyna would like each other. She’s on her way… should be here any minute.”
No sooner are the words out of his mouth, than I see him smile and jerk his head at someone behind me. A hot blonde throws herself in his arms, planting her lips on his. He’s right. I like this girl already. When they break apart, he introduces us.
“Dyna, that’s Gage, the Dealers’ president, and his old lady Raven.”
“Dana,” she extends her hand to me with a smile. “Sometimes I think he forgets that’s my actual name.”
“Tell me about it. This one calls be ‘babe’ and ‘doll’ like he can’t remember mine.”
“Babe,” Gage chuckles behind me. “Why don’t you take Dana and show her around?”
Dana and I burst out laughing and I take her hand as we walk away. I know that’s just code for “run along, little ladies. The men are going to talk.” I lead her into the clubhouse, looking around for any of the girls. Aunt Nita is bustling around, making sure everyone has f
ood on their plate and a drink in their hand. When I spot Ellen at the bar, I head in her direction.
“Hey, Ellen!”
“Hey, girl. Thank God you’re here. I was about to lose my mind.”
“With all these hot guys running around here?” Dana asks.
“Ellen, this is Dana. She’s Ace’s old lady.” I turn to Dana. “Ellen is Gage’s sister.”
After we get through the pleasantries, the other two women start drinking. I stick to soda, knowing Gage doesn’t like it when I drink.
“So, Ellen… Dana was right. Why haven’t you snagged one of these men?”
“I’m Chopper’s daughter and Gage’s sister. That’s enough to keep them at bay. That or they still see me as Eddie’s old lady. None of them will touch me.”
“Bummer,” Dana says as she sips her drink.
“Tell me about it. It’s not like I’m looking for a patch.” She leans in close. “I just want to get laid.”
I look around the room, and my eyes instantly lock on to Dr. E. He’d be perfect for Ellen!
“What about Dr. E? Seems if there’s anyone who wouldn’t be afraid of Chopper or Gage, it would be him.”
They both follow my gaze, and Ellen tips her head to the side, regarding him carefully.
“That cute one in the corner?” Dana asks.
“Yep,” I answer. “That’s him.”
“And he’s a doctor? Like a real doctor?”
“A Gynecologist.”
“Fuck, girl. I say go for it. I bet he could teach you a thing or two.”
As Dana and I laugh, a smile forms on Ellen’s lips.
“I never thought about it,” she says. “You might be right, though. Einstein would be perfect.”
Dana loses her mind when “Pour Some Sugar On Me” comes through the speakers, grabbing our hands and pulling us to the middle of the bar. She positions Ellen between us and winks at me. I nod, realizing her game. We need to catch Dr. E’s eye. I drop low, switching my hips as I get back up, rubbing up on Ellen. Turning around, I see we’ve acquired an audience—the target included. However, I can’t tell if he’s just looking because everyone else is, or if he’s watching her. He could be watching Dana for all I know, so I move Ellen into his direct line of sight. We become a blur of hair flashing, lip and fingertip-biting sexiness, getting the men all riled up. I guess the noise brought in people from outside, because I see Gage and Ace walking in, Ron and Chrissy on their heels. I wave her over and she jumps right into the mix. I fucking love my friends!
Allah starts the song all over and Dana screams. Ellen slides her hand through her hair, rolling her hips and making eyes at Dr. E. Someone grabs my wrist, and I know it’s Gage before I even look in his direction. I twirl, pressing my ass against him, rolling my hips as I bend at the waist. He curls his hand over my shoulder, pulling me to him. His hard dick connects with my pussy, and I grind harder. When he pulls away, I know our little dance is over. I take his hand and he leads me to his room. On the way there, Chopper’s door opens, and Millie steps out, laughing and fixing her top.
“Oh, Remington. You’re such a tease.”
Remington? When Chopper walks up behind her, my eyes open wide in shock. Gage tugs on my hand and I smile to myself as we continue. You go, Millie!
As soon as Gage closes the door, he turns me so I’m facing the wall, and pushes me against it. His breath is warm on my ear as he leans in. I forget all about Millie and Chopper.
“Hands on the wall.”
His voice is laced with desire, but I also hear a hint of anger. Fuck. Our little show made him mad. I lay my palms flat on the wall as he drags my skirt over my hips.
“Are you mad at me?”
He doesn’t answer, only reaching around me to slip his hand into my panties. I push back against him, moaning as he presses on my clit. My thighs tremble as his fingers begin to move in those glorious circles.
“Just giving you what you’ve been begging for.”
He lands a stinging slap to my right ass cheek and I draw in a surprised breath. The hand that just caused the pain, slides under my blouse and up my stomach, to tug my bra down. He pinches my nipple, groaning into my neck. When he slips a finger inside me, I roll my hips, impatient to have his dick there instead.
“Please….”
He releases me, but only to turn me around. As he falls to his knees, he hooks his fingers in my panties, pulling them down. After I step out of them, he tucks them in his pocket. Grabbing my leg, he throws it over his shoulder. I stare down at him, my chest rapidly rising and falling in anticipation. His eyes meet mine as he leans forward and licks my clit.
“Oh, God!”
My knee threatens to buckle, but he grabs the back of my thigh, keeping me upright. My head falls back against the wall, and I cry out as he slides two fingers inside me. I palm the back of his head, grinding on his tongue as it flails on my clit. His fingers move in, out, and around, driving me to the brink. With my climax just within reach, he pulls away.
“No,” I groan. “Don’t stop.”
Rising to his feet, he grabs the back of my head, and his lips crash into mine. As his tongue lashes out, he leads me to the bed. His breathing is ragged, and as I place my hand on his chest, I feel his heart thundering beneath my fingertips.
“All fours, babe,” he mumbles against my lips.
I climb onto the bed, getting into position. My body shivers when I hear his belt being undone. Grasping my hips, he pulls me to the edge of the bed. His hand glides over the patch on my cut, then he pushes it and my blouse up, revealing the tattoo on my back. Sliding his fingers farther up, he fists his hand in my hair, close to the scalp, and gives it a tug. Then, without warning, he smacks the area just below my ass cheek.
“Yes…” I shudder as he repeats the action on the other side. “That feels so good.”
He pushes my head down and around, then pulls it back toward him in one motion, slapping my cheeks in quick succession. I moan, unable to contain the pleasure.
“Just like that, baby,” I encourage him.
Releasing my hair, he slides his hand back down to my hip.
“Are you ready?” he asks.
“Fuck me, Gage.”
He tightens his grip on my hip, and I feel the other between our bodies as he grabs his dick. Without hesitation, he sinks deep inside me with one quick thrust. I cry out, grabbing the sheets.
“Heaven,” he mumbles.
He begins to move, smacking my ass after every couple of thrusts. I move with him, going forward when he pulls back, then meeting him when he slides in. Contracting my muscles, I keep them locked around him as I roll my hips. He growls, sinking his fingers into my hips and keeping me steady. Reaper comes out in full force, and he pounds into my willing body. I scream; I can’t help it. But he doesn’t let up. I press my face into the bed, using it to muffle my sounds.
“Come on, Raven.” He grunts as he slaps my ass.
He’s close, but he wants me to get there before him. Reaching down, I rub my clit. It gives me the push I need, and in no time, I’m convulsing around him.
“Gage!”
He groans and goes still, laying his forehead on my back. Pulling back one last time, he buries himself inside me, his hands falling to the bed.
“Fucking hell….”
As he begins to soften, he slips out of me. He drops down on the bed next to me and I crawl into his arms.
“I think you missed me a lot more than you thought.” I giggle.
“I think so, too. Ain’t leavin’ your side again, babe.”
CHAPTER FIVE
Gage
I slide out of bed, leaving Raven fast asleep. I wouldn’t be surprised if she slept past noon. After bringing her home last night, we made love until the sunlight began creeping through the drapes. Despite that, I want her again. Fighting my urges, I brush my teeth, and then make my way downstairs to get coffee. Sitting around the breakfast table, I think about our trip to Florida. Taking out Ra
mirez was easy enough. His group wasn’t as tight-knit as he thought. Once he was out of the picture, his boys folded like paper at an origami festival. Instead of straight up eliminating his operation, Mission decided to take it over. I want no part of hard drugs so I opted out of a deal. Ace took him up on the offer, though. Looks like the Dealers and the Snakes will be in business together for a while. I was right about Mission’s VP; he became gator food after they took his hand. Ramirez paid for it, though. Both Dealers chapters made sure of it.
I leave the kitchen and make my way to my office. Maybe an hour on my punching bag will work out these kinks I have from sitting on my bike for so long. I tape my hands then start out slowly, picking up speed and intensity as I get into it.
I’m dripping with sweat when I decide to call it quits, so I sit on the floor and cool down before returning upstairs for a shower. Baby doll is still fast asleep so I leave her be. When I walk back into the bedroom, she stretches, yawns and sits up.
“Hey, doll.”
“Morning,” she says in that sexy, sleep-filled voice.
“Morning? More like afternoon.”
She scrunches her brows together and checks her phone.
“It’s almost two o’ clock! Why didn’t you wake me?”
“Because I thought you needed the sleep.”
I get dressed and leave her there, deciding to make her breakfast for a change. I make all her favorites—pancakes, eggs, bacon, and hot chocolate—then load it all on a tray and bring it up to her. She walks out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel. As my eyes travel over her body, I wonder if there will ever come a day when I look at her and don’t want to fuck her senseless.
“You made me breakfast?” she asks with a grin.
“Yeah. Come on.”
She dresses quickly and climbs back into bed, leaning over to kiss me on the cheek.
“Thank you, baby.”
While she eats, I go to the bathroom to get her pre-natal vitamins. Not that they’ve been working. I need to talk to her again about going to see a doctor. I’m beginning to think this baby is never going to happen. In my distraction, I shake the bottle too hard and half the contents spill into my palm. As I’m replacing the extra ones, I notice a small Ziploc bag buried under the tablets in the bottle. I pull it out, examining the tiny pills inside it. This can’t be a recreational drug. Can it? Raven couldn’t have a drug problem without me knowing. I remove one, taking a closer look. Strange, but it looks just like the ones I threw out a few months ago—the birth control pills.