by Mae Martini
“I’m sorry, baby, I’m so sorry.”
“It’s not your fault, Logan.”
“No, it is-”
“Logan.” She brought her hands up to his face. “It’s…not…your…fault.”
He nodded his head in understanding. “Okay. You’re pressing charges.”
“No. I don’t want to.”
“Yes.”
“Logan. I don’t want nor can’t bring any kind of attention to myself.”
Logan let out a sigh and just brought her body close to his and hugged her as he smoothed down her hair.
“Tell me what happened.”
Melanie and Richie both filled him in with Logan growing more and more angry.
“If you press charges, Logan has a better case against Linda in regards to gaining sole custody of Heath,” Richie said.
Melanie’s head shot up to him then back to Logan. She slowly nodded her head. She would do anything she could to help him with his case. “Okay. I’ll do it.”
Logan took Melanie back to his house, but not before talking over the phone with Richie’s lawyer and stopping at the police station to put in a report.
Richie’s lawyer helped speed up a restraining order.
Chapter 31
A lot happened over the next two weeks. Linda had stayed away from Melanie and since Melanie was always with Logan, him as well. They did, however, stop going to the Salty Dog. Most of the times they were content with staying home and in each other’s company anyway, but when the desire arose to get out and meet with Richie and some friends, they started hanging out at another little honky-tonk that they got comfortable with.
Also, during that time, child protection services dropped by his home and Linda’s home.
Through his lawyer, Logan found out that her place was a pig sty. It looked like no one cleaned there anymore. This bode well for his case but not so well for Heath who had to live there, for the time being, anyway, he hoped.
And finally, word came on the nightly news that Michael Fiore was arrested on drug trafficking charges.
For the first time in the three months she fled New York, Melanie breathed easy. While she always felt protected being with Logan, her thoughts would, every so often, turn to Logan’s safety.
It was the last day of July and Logan went to pickup Heath from camp. He brought him back to his house where Melanie cooked and had dinner waiting.
“Hi, Heath,” she said with a huge smile as she opened the door and saw him and Logan walking up the steps.
Heath froze. He looked to his father and started to shake.
“Hey, buddy. What’s the matter?”
Heath didn’t say anything. He just continued to shake.
“Come on, buddy. You said you were hungry. Melanie made us a nice dinner.”
“I hate her,” Heath blurted out. “I want to go home.” He stepped behind his father.
Melanie’s heart fell. She knew it was just a matter of time before Linda would twist his mind.
Logan looked up to Melanie then turned around to look at his son.
Heath started running back to the truck. Logan ran after him and bent down on a knee as he grabbed Heath’s arms.
“Hey, buddy, talk to me. What’s wrong?”
“Mommy said she’s going to take you away from me. I hate her. Make her go away.”
Logan’s heart hurt watching his son tremble as tears fell from his eyes.
“Hey, buddy. I’m not going anywhere. Nothing and no one could ever break us up. It’s you and me, forever.” He reassured Heath as he wiped the tears from his son’s face.
Heath managed to stop trembling and his cries became little sobs.
“Melanie baked you a chocolate cake and made your favorite meal.”
“Spaghelli and meatballs?” he asked on a sob.
“Yeah, buddy,” Logan said as he chuckled to himself at the way his son said spaghetti.
He detected his son wanted to relent. “Come on, let’s go inside.”
“She’s not gonna take you away from me?”
“No. Never.”
“Okay,” Heath said and he threw his arms around his father and Logan squeezed his son to him.
Logan and Heath walked in to find Melanie sitting in the kitchen with a worried look on her face.
When she saw them, she honestly didn’t know how to act. She was so afraid to say or do the wrong thing.
Logan went over to Melanie and kissed her. He wanted to get his son used to seeing them together. After he broke the kiss he said, “You have two hungry cowboys here,” he turned to look at his son. “Ain’t that right, Heath?”
“Yes, sir.”
They ate dinner and Heath enjoyed it. His favorite was the big piece of chocolate cake Melanie cut for him. He came around and warmed up to Melanie. They played some video games and he even hugged her and kissed her cheek before Logan took him home to Linda, but Melanie knew the next time she would see him, he would hate her again.
Chapter 32
Two days later, Logan and Melanie were in front of his house shoving things in every compartment on his bike that would hold stuff. She even shoved stuff in her backpack. They had been packing for their trip to Sturgis, for the big motorcycle rally. Logan was excited about the trip and Melanie was more excited at seeing Logan so excited.
Logan was able to get away. In fact, Brett encouraged him to take a little vacation.
He and Melanie finished packing, keeping it light, as they would be on a motorcycle for the next week or so. He assured her that she would be fine. Anything they needed they could buy.
Richie pulled up with Kara on a Harley.
Apparently, you take a Harley to Sturgis, not a Ducati, Melanie mused to herself as the two girls went inside.
The guys tooled around outside. Logan was even able to pack the present he bought Melanie.
“You okay, buddy?” Richie asked Logan, sensing his mood.
“Yeah, I’m just a little tense with leaving Heath with Linda for the week.”
“Relax. Geli and Gabe will be around and you know those two.”
“Yeah.” Logan chuckled.
Doug pulled up on his bike with Donna as Logan was going over some details with Hank and Cody. Then they took off.
Jay was going to the rally with some friends of his and they were to meet up once there.
It was about a twenty hour ride and Richie, knowing the route better than all of them, planned out their itinerary. It was about, six and a half to seven hours of riding a day, stopping every two hours or so.
They’d bunked down at the motels that Richie knew to be safe and clean.
Once there, Richie, Kara, Logan and Melanie would sleep at a bed and breakfast that Richie knew was nice and clean.
Doug and Donna opted to stay in a campground with Jay and his friends. Those two were crazy.
In the past, when the guys went up there, they stayed at one of the campgrounds and got the full Sturgis experience, if you will, but they were sure the girls wouldn’t be into that with all the drinking, fighting and sex that went along with staying in one of them, not to mention the dirtiness and then having to fight mother nature. It could get brutal and even hail.
On the second night of staying in a motel, Logan and Melanie had just come back from dinner with the group. Logan left her in the room and said he’d be right back. A few moments later he came back with a brown paper bag he took out from a compartment on his bike, and handed it to her with a devilish grin on his face.
“Logan? What did you do?” she asked skeptically.
“Open it.”
She opened the brown bag and pulled out an odd shaped, soft present, wrapped in black paper and lavender ribbon. She looked up to him. This was her favorite color scheme. Had he been that attentive all this time?
Logan smiled at her unspoken question.
She removed the ribbon and paper and pulled out a folded pair of ladies, black, soft leather chaps with lavender fringes running down
the outer sides of them, and a black leather bikini. She had the biggest grin on her face.
“Logan, I love them,” she said, looking from them to him.
She gave him a kiss and he put his arms around her and took command of the kiss. As always, it left her breathless and weak kneed when he broke it.
“You have exactly five minutes to put the chaps on. Nothing underneath. Oh, and put your black and lavender bra on too.”
She smiled so wide it reached her eyes as she shook her head and walked to the bathroom.
She came out of the bathroom shaking her hips and watched as the fringes shook. She looked up to Logan with a grin.
Logan was lying on his side, on the bed, naked. His elbow was bent and his head was in his hand. He took in a breath. She was the sexiest woman he’d ever met. She looked good enough to eat and he intended to do just that.
“Come here,” he said huskily. He truly couldn’t find his voice. His cock, however, found its. It sprung up and like a homing device was pointing to her.
When she got closer to him, he said, “Stop. Turn around slowly.”
She did and he let out a growl and sprung up and off the bed. He went to his knees before her and put his arms around her waist as he looked up into her eyes. He gently turned her around and placed his mouth on her ass cheek. He licked her ass as he brought the fingers of both hands up to the top of her thighs where the chaps met her skin and gently swooped them in and around.
She sighed at the wonderful sensations that coursed through her.
He then, slowly, brought his hands up to her ass and spread her cheeks. He lowered his lips to her anus and licked it.
She let out a moan. It was all the encouragement he needed.
“Bend over and lean on the table.”
She did what he asked.
“Oh, man,” he sighed and he brought his mouth down to her pussy and licked his way up to her ass, in-between whispering sweet, hot things to her.
She looked back and saw him stroking his cock as he was licking and nibbling her. She let out a loud moan and he knew she made sweet cream.
He dove in her channel with his tongue to suck it out.
Her legs grew weak.
“Please?” she begged.
He knew she needed release but he aimed to drive her crazy. He was enjoying her taste so much, he was far from done.
He placed a finger on her clit and she whimpered.
“Oh, yes. Fuck me with your fingers, Logan.”
It drove him crazy when she talked dirty. He gave her what she wanted and when his fingers were coated with her juices, he switched hands. He placed two fingers from his dry hand up her pussy, and with his wet fingers, he gently pushed into her anus at the same time. She gasped at the burning sensation as her legs grew weak.
She stilled, and he had to remind her to breathe as he held in a breath, hoping she wouldn’t say stop. Then she moved her ass into his fingers and he let out his breath.
Heat coursed through him at her encouragement. He needed to be inside her but he wouldn’t settle until he was in her ass.
He stretched his upper body and demanded her lips on his while working his fingers inside her.
They sucked in each other’s moans while tongue dancing.
“I’m gonna fuck your ass,” he growled at her mouth.
“Yes,” she whimpered and he took her lips savagely.
He removed his fingers and rose up and walked her to the bed and positioned her to his liking. He reached for the tube of lube he placed on the bed when she was in the bathroom and lubed up his cock and the fingers of his left hand.
Melanie watched as he stroked his cock and licked her lips.
“Nah-uh,” Logan said, shaking his head. “You can suck me later. Right now I’m on a mission.”
Melanie gave him a warm smile then turned forward and moaned when she felt his fingers on her clit. A moment later, she felt fingers by her anus and let out a gasp as he gently worked them into her.
He couldn’t wait. He hoped she was ready for him, but if he didn’t get inside her soon he would shoot his load and miss out that round. He reminded himself he was on a mission.
He removed his fingers and quickly stuffed his cock in by the opening while it was stretched. Then he slowed it down and worked himself into her a little at a time until he was all the way in, all the while reciting the alphabet to himself to keep his mind occupied.
“You ready?” he asked her softly.
“Yes,” she replied so quietly that she nodded her head too, in case he didn’t hear her.
He moved his cock back, in a long drawn out movement and moaned, then he thrust into her a little harder than he wanted but couldn’t help it. Damn, his cock had a mind of its own. He heard her gasp and knew it was in pain rather than pleasure. He paused. He felt her take in a breath.
“Okay. I’m okay,” she said.
He moved back out of her but then he went slower as he moved back into her. He gradually built up momentum and began to move at a steady thrusting that had him feeling euphoric as he watched the action. He wanted it to last but his cock wanted release.
“Melanie, kiss me,” he said by her ear and she turned her face to meet his lips.
He placed his fingers by her clit and captured it between his thumb and forefinger and pulled it as he placed his other hand by her breasts, feeling the sexy bra then putting his hand under it to tug on a nipple.
She screamed and he knew she released that sweet, sweet cream that only she could make.
“That’s it, baby.” He grunted. “Take my cock.” He grunted again. “Oh, yeah…let go,” he said at her mouth. And between his words and his love making, she shattered. He felt her shaking as she cried out. He kissed her because she was too loud. Those motel walls were very thin. If they were alone in his house he would have let her rip, loving that he was the cause of her being very vocal.
He felt her tighten around his cock and heat shot up from his balls. He began to thrust quicker. He grunted a little too loud himself when he came that he moved his mouth to her neck and locked on to stifle it as his cock pulsated inside her.
They were both panting and he was dripping sweat from his chest and forehead as he pulled out of her slowly. With his hands at her waist he brought them down and on their sides, her back to his front. He looked at her neck and smiled while inspecting his mark he left on her.
Logan got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. He brought a towel to wipe her bottom then flung it to the floor.
He undid her chaps and she lifted up so he could fully remove them then he undid her bra and tossed the two items. He turned her to him and kissed her.
“You, okay?”
“Yes. You?”
“Hell, yeah….will you wear the bikini and chaps while riding behind me on the bike, up at Sturgis?”
“Yes. It’s so sexy looking. I can’t wait.”
He studied her eyes and she knew he saw love there. And he kissed her again.
He cradled her head in the crook of his arm and they fell asleep a short while later.
Being on the open road behind Logan was one of the best experiences Melanie had ever had. She knew they were getting closer to their destinations because of the many bikes she was beginning to see and she grew excited.
Logan felt her excitement and was getting hard just by the feel of her breasts on his back and her hands around his waist.
As they got closer to town, they pulled off to the side of the road and removed their helmets and then got back on the road. It was hot and they were going so slow anyway. It took them three hours to make it into town. The sound of thousands and thousands of bikes was deafening and they couldn’t hear each other speaking. Logan did a lot of pointing and she nodded. She really had no idea what he was trying to say, she giggled inside.
Luckily they were able to park not too far away from the excitement.
Melanie was amazed at not only the different styles and colors of the bikes but t
he dress of some of those bikers not to mention the scantily clad ladies. She couldn’t wait to put on her chaps and walk around the area.
She wore a black low cut halter top and a pair of very short jean shorts with low, black cowboy boots with subtle lavender squiggly lines running through them. Her hair was loose and she threw on her large sunglasses as it was a bright, sunny day.
Logan took her hand, and they, along with Richie and Kara, walked to a beer tent. Doug and Donna went on to their campground.
They passed a few beer tents; clearly they were going to a specific one. Melanie enjoyed the sights. She saw a lot of women with painted breasts, some looked hot, some, sadly, did not. She saw a sign in a store window that read ‘boob painting’. She was curious about it but she knew she’d never have the nerve to walk around with her tits painted.
She saw men walking the streets, ogling women and making lewd gestures and comments. But to be fair, some of those women were playing up to those men.
She turned around when she felt Logan stop to see him shaking hands with the man behind the counter of a large white tent. He dropped her hand and reached in to kiss a woman on her lips. It wasn’t just a peck. What the fuck, Melanie thought.
Richie saw her reaction and elbowed Logan. Logan turned to Richie and Richie nodded his head her way. He turned to Melanie and gave her an impish smile then he put his arm around her shoulder and drew her near him. He introduced her to Brent and his wife, Ariana, whom he had kissed. They ran the beer tent.
Melanie graciously said hello but she didn’t like the way the woman, who was really cute, with long, wavy, red hair and very green eyes with dark mascara and eyeliner, was looking at Logan. She was also scantily dressed in a red bikini top that showed a lot of cleavage and a short denim skirt which hung below her tiny waist. She noticed Logan gave her the once over.
Brent handed Logan a beer and offered one to Melanie. She politely declined.