One Last Chance (Complete Series Box Set)

by Lauren Wood

  “I could never forget baby.”

  She grinned at me and then pushed off of my chest, sitting up all the way. “Yeah, yeah.”

  The thing with Gemma, this wild and beautiful woman didn’t quite understand how she affected everyone. When I’d been with her before and even now, I felt like I was on top of the world. That was a hard feeling to come down from and watching her ride me was going to be the highlight of my year.

  She wasn’t trying to look cute or meet my gaze to make me feel some kind of way. No, Gemma didn’t care about my pleasure when she was riding, if at all. It was all about her, and she knew that half of it feeling good to me was the fact that I enjoyed watching her get off. If I had to choose, I wanted it to be Gemma every single time. I could watch her come all day long if it was possible.

  Her lips pursed as she started to grind back and forth. The thrust of her hips was quick, but she was grinding more than anything else and I knew that she was close to coming. It wasn’t hard to see, and I gripped her hips, pushing her down on top of me a little more, thrusting up to make it go even deeper.

  “Fuck, fuck, fuck…”

  She repeated those curse words over and over again until she stopped moving all together. Gemma closed her eyes and held her hand up to my chest to brace herself.

  “Gemma, we’re not done yet.”

  Her sounds were breathless as I moved underneath her. I wasn’t done yet, getting all riled up when she got on top, those beautiful tits bouncing in my face.

  I pulled her down, so I could take one of them in my mouth, nipping on the edge while my hips rushed upwards. I filled her deeply and watched her eyes roll back in her head. There was nothing sexier than that as far as I was concerned.

  I let her ride me, but she’d lost her control over anything that was going on. I tried to keep my wits about me, but before long, I was rolling her back onto her back so that I could plow forward again. I needed to have full control over her, still convinced that if she came enough, all this Justin nonsense would work itself out.

  Gemma and I were meant to be together. It was as clear as day to me now. She was why I was here, and I was going to make sure that I got my girl back, one way or another.

  Gemma

  That night was amazing. We laid under the stars for hours, making love when the urge got to us. It was later and later as the night wore on, but I wasn’t worried about it. I just wanted to stay with him forever. My mind wasn’t back at home where there was a party raging and my boyfriend was in bed with some skank. That’s all she was to me now, even though I was cheating as well.

  It didn’t hit me until it was time for me to go home and I just didn’t want to go. It was the very last place that I wanted to go to.

  “Just take me to the hotel. I am not going home.”

  “Why?”

  I gave him a look. Did I really need a reason, even though it was clear that we had just been together? I couldn’t just go back home to Justin. What did he take me for?

  “Because of this.”

  “What does that mean? I thought I was a one-night stand?”

  He had a smile on his face and I told him that he was a one-night stand. But that doesn’t mean that I want to keep the rest of my life the same.

  “You’re talking about Justin?”

  “No, I’m not. I just want to go to the hotel.”

  “I thought you said it had bed bugs?”

  “Last I heard, someone from Ohio brought some with them and they’re trying to get rid of them.”

  “But you’re going to stay there?”

  I didn’t know what to say. I wasn’t going to tell him about Justin, not right now. I wasn’t sure how I was going to handle it and considering that Justin didn’t even know, I didn’t want it to come out. Not to mention, it was his damn sister that I’d found with my man. It was not a situation I liked to be in.

  “Look, stay at the cabin. There isn’t a lot of stuff out there, but I think we can get the guys to get a mattress and a few other things out there for you. They are working on it in the daytime, but they’re gone by six and you can stay as long as you want. Utilities are already hooked up.”

  It was a good offer, better than any other one that I was going to get, and I thanked him.

  “That would be really good, thanks.”

  “Do you want to tell me what’s going on?”

  I told him that I didn’t. I didn’t want him to know anything or say anything.

  “And if you don’t mind not telling Justin where I am. I don’t want to see him right now.”

  “But you’re not going to tell me what’s going on?”

  I shook my head that I wasn’t. I just wanted to forget about it, no matter how hard it was. Frank had gotten my mind off of everything for a while. He was very good at that, but I still had a lot to take care of after what I’d found out tonight. That still had to be handled. I mean, we lived together, so I had to get my stuff. I planned to get a bag full when he was at work in the morning. I didn’t want to see him, but with no change of clothes, that was going to be the only way.

  Getting on the back of Frank’s bike, I was far more relaxed, but under the water I was churning. I had so much that I wanted to do and say, but I was just going to have to wait it out and see what happens. Sometimes, that’s the worst feeling of all because it was impossible to know what was next.

  I closed my eyes and let him drive me to the cabin. I’d never been there, but it had to be better than the bug infested motel. They really needed to get a handle on that. It was the only one in twenty miles.

  The cabin was nicer than I thought it would be, but it was in fact barren on the inside. There wasn’t much of anything, but as we were pulling up, a van was as well with a couple of guys that were bringing in a mattress. I don’t even know when he called them, but Frank was always the guy to get things done. He was the one that made it all happen, and he’d always made it all seem so seamless.

  “Who are these guys?”

  “Members of the club.”

  “Where’s their jackets?”

  “They will get them when they are voted in. I have some guys coming up from Texas to make it an official vote.”

  “Sounds so official for a bunch of outlaws.”

  He chuckled at my words. “Is that what you think of me as, an outlaw?”

  “I mean, isn’t that what you are? You’ve already been arrested twice in three days.”

  “Not today.”

  “The night is still young.”

  He accused me of jinxing him, but if Matt had it out for him, it wasn’t going to matter anyways. At the end of the day, I knew that he was an outlaw and if he got arrested tonight, it would be for something that he’d done. Frank was far from innocent.

  “Are you sure you don’t want me to stay?”

  I shook my head that I didn’t. I think I’d done enough sin for the night. It was all enough and I wanted time to think by myself. There was a lot on my mind and I knew that it wasn’t going to go away when his bike did, but I wanted him gone. I wasn’t a cheater, never had before, but that’s what happened. I needed to figure out how I felt about that and then there was the whole Justin thing. After a year together, it was hard to figure in how it was all going to go.

  Exasperated with far too many scenarios playing in my head at one time, I decided that I was just going to focus on the ones that I could solve and go from there. I wasn’t one to let things slide for too long. I had to go see Justin, soon, but not too soon. I wasn’t all that ready to see him just yet.

  Sleep was hard to come by, but I finally got a little bit. There was no alarm to wake me up, so it was close to eleven when I finally did. The noise of bike is what woke me up. I looked down at the skimpy tank top and underwear that I was wearing and scrambled to find my clothes. It had been really dark last night, and I hadn’t bothered with the turning on the lights. Now it was bright, and I was pulling my pants up when one of the jacketed guys came in with a Texas patch.r />
  “Hey, sorry. I’m just getting dressed.”

  “Take your time pretty lady. What are you doing here? Are you one of the club’s girls?”

  I knew what he was asking, and I could see the lust in his eyes. I assured him that I wasn’t that at all and he looked disappointed. I didn’t care. I knew what a club girl was, and I was certainly never going to be one of those. I’d seen the movies and didn’t like the idea of getting passed around.

  “No, I’m a friend of Frank’s. He said that I could crash here for a couple of nights. I’ll be out of your way in a few minutes.”

  “Where’s your car?”

  I sighed to myself. Frank had dropped me off the night before on his bike. I didn’t think that I was going to be able to get home without calling him or someone else to give me a ride.

  “Frank dropped me off. I’ll see if he’ll give me a ride.”

  “I can give you a ride darling.”

  “I bet.”

  I wasn’t going that route. Riding on a bike with someone was very intimate and this tall Irish guy wasn’t fooling anyone. He would cop a feel every chance he got, and I wasn’t in the mood for that. He was cute and all, but I had enough men on my plate.

  Calling Frank, he sounded like he was just getting up.

  “Hey baby, ready for round two?”

  I giggled. “Well I don’t think we are on round two, maybe ten, but no, one-night stand is one night. It’s sort of in the name and I’m not your baby.”

  “That’s not what you were saying last night.”

  I ignored his comment because he was right. I was sure that last night I was saying a lot of shit. It had felt fantastic and there wasn’t much else that could be done about it. It happened.

  “So, you dropped me off last night and I don’t have a way home. This Irish guy is here, I didn’t catch his name and he offered me a ride. Should I go with him?”

  “No!”

  He said it too quickly and forcefully.

  “Why?”

  “Racen is not the sort of guy I want you around.”

  His answer made me giggle. I don’t know if it was because he was acting like I was a school girl or the fact that no one was worse than he was. He was the one that clearly was the bad influence. I knew that right off the bat. I doubted that Racen was any worse.

  “So how am I supposed to get home?”

  “Take his bike.”

  “What?” Now I was the one that was shocked. “Take his bike?”

  “Yeah, just tell him I said to.”

  “He’s not going to just give me his bike, Frank. Are you crazy?”

  “He will. I got to go. Call me if you need anything.”

  He hung up and I was still staring at the phone. I was supposed to tell this big, beefy biker that I wanted his bike and Frank actually expected him to give it up. It was madness, that’s what it was.

  “Um, Racen?”

  “Yeah?”

  “Frank wanted me to ask you if I could borrow your bike for a bit?”

  “Really?”

  “Well he told me to tell you to give me your bike.”

  He chuckled. “That sounds more accurate. You sure you can ride this?”

  He indicated his bike parked in the front and I knew I could. I hadn’t always just ridden on the back of one. I used to enjoy riding alongside of Frank as well.

  “Yeah. I’ll try not to lay her down.”

  He looked worried and that made me smile. A man was so tough but talk about his bike and he suddenly got a different take on life. Their bikes were their babies and I knew that Racen was no different. I don’t know why I found it so entertaining to worry him in the way that I did.

  Frank

  Hearing her voice made my day. I was still thinking about everything that had went on between us last night and I wasn’t sure if it was real. It couldn’t be, it was just too perfect.

  Then she called, and I got to hear her voice. It was all that I needed to get that rush back. This girl was twisting me up again. Gemma was really damn good at it.

  “What the hell has you grinning like that?”

  Justin’s voice threw me off and I didn’t answer him. Turning around, I could see that he had a big ass grin on his face as well. I doubted it was for the same reasons.

  “What’s up with you? You’re the one that is cheesing for real.”

  “It was just a damn good party last night. I hadn’t seen Sandra in a long time.”

  “I didn’t know you guys saw each other.”

  “Yeah, we did.”

  He was saying it in a very suspicious way. Why was I getting a strange vibe from him all of a sudden? What did him and Sandra do last night? I remembered that Gemma had mentioned my sister and she hadn’t been too happy about it. Considering the way that Justin was acting today, last night was starting to make a lot more sense. Apparently when I thought of Sandra coming and what that could mean, it had worked better than I thought it would. So why did I feel a little bad about it now?

  “I didn’t see much of Sandra.”

  There was a look on his face and I knew that he’d banged my sister. I didn’t want to know for sure, but I had a feeling that Gemma had gotten wind of it or something like that. Was that the reason she had ran into my arms? I can’t say that I liked the idea of that all that much. I didn’t want her only reason for being with me to be because of Justin.

  “Yeah, we chatted upstairs for a while. Where were you? I came back down and couldn’t find you anywhere. It was your party.”

  Not really sure what to say to that, I just sort of shrugged. I could have told him that I just took off, but then he should have noticed that his old lady was gone and that she didn’t come home.

  “I was there man. I’m sure you were just busy with other things.”

  He grinned. “Yeah.”

  I wanted to ask about Gemma. He hadn’t mentioned her, and I was a little more than shocked about it. The other day, he’d acted like he was in love with her, talking about getting married to her. Did he really not notice that the love of his life was gone overnight?

  “Are you coming to help out at the warehouse?”

  “I can after work. I get off at five. Didn’t you need help with the floors in the cabin? You know that I did it for years before accounting. I’m pretty good at it.”

  “No, I don’t think we’re going to start on the floors for a while.”

  It was one of the first things that I wanted to get done because there were a lot of furniture that had to be bought, but not with Gemma there. I’d keep that place bare if she wanted to stay, the hell with the club. We could meet outside of the warehouse as far as I was concerned. I wasn’t ready to give her away and it was different when I thought Justin loved her. He’d cheated with my sister. I wasn’t mad. I was just thankful that I was there for it. It was going to push her right back into my arms.

  “Right, okay. Well I will talk to you after I get off.”

  “Great, see you then Justin.”

  I watched him leave and I wondered why he hadn’t mentioned Gemma and the fact that she was gone. He hadn’t said anything about her leaving the party. What the hell had my sister done? I wasn’t going to get answers from Justin, not real ones, so I called up Sandra. I wanted to know what happened.

  “Hey sis.”

  “Hey Frank, what’s up?”

  “So how was the party last night?” I was fishing, and I knew that my sister was going to recognize it pretty quick.

  “Pretty good, why?”

  She sounded guilty or that’s what I wanted her to feel. Either way, I could tell that there was something else on her mind.

  “Just wondering. Justin just left.”

  “Oh really? What did he say?”

  Yeah, she was guilty as hell and I knew that it was because she was with Justin. I couldn’t’ believe it. I had told her to come because of Justin’s liking of her, but I hadn’t thought that it would actually work. I wasn’t sure how I felt abou
t it to be honest. I wanted to get her take on it. I knew that Sandra and Gemma hadn’t always gotten along.

  “Just that you two had a good time. I didn’t see you most of the night. I guess you had a really good time.”

  There was silence and I waited for her to say something. When she didn’t, I asked her if she knew about Gemma.

  “Well yeah, I knew that they were dating, but sometimes you can’t help what happens.”

  I sighed out loud and I should have been happy. I should have been. I just wasn’t sure how I was supposed to be happy about all of this. Gemma hadn’t come to me because her need had overwhelmed her like it had me. It was the thought that I’d clung to. No, she’d ran into my arms because Justin ran into Sandra’s. What a damn mess. I was going to have to rethink my plans apparently.

  “So, you’re not going to tell her, right?”

  “Well what’s going on with you and Justin?”

  “I don’t know. I think I sort of did it to get Miss. Perfect back.”

  I knew that she was talking about Gemma and it was going to be hard for me to get involved. Those two had never gotten along that well. I’m not sure why, just that they don’t. Gemma hadn’t said anything about it, but she’d been weird at first. It was clear that something had been on her mind. Now I knew what it was, even though I didn’t want to.

  “Wow Sandra. Not cool.”

  She laughed and told me to stop being a bitch. Only my sister could talk to me like that.

  “So, what’s going to happen with you and Justin?”

  “I don’t know. It’s just a thing that happened. It’s no big deal.”

  She said that, but I knew that it was. Sandra would be gone soon and like every other time, she was going to leave a mess in her wake. I didn’t know what to say to her. I couldn’t believe she’d done it, but then again, I could. She was the sort of girl that didn’t care and if she thought that she’d be slighted in some way, it meant that Sandra was going to get the last say in it.