When the door shut behind us, I had a chance to look around the living room that I found myself in right now. It was a bare place, very much a man’s house, just dotted with the basic necessities. It was obvious that Abe had money, it just seemed like he didn’t care much about how he lived.
“So you’ve come to my house now, looking for me,” I heard him say and when I turned to look at him, I could see that he was grinning widely.
“Some men from the Dark Legion came to talk to me,” I said hurriedly, before this conversation could go anywhere else. The smile dropped from Abe’s face quickly and he stepped towards me.
“What?” he asked, his eyes narrowing.
“They told me…threatened me to keep Oz away from you, from your MC and they said that if Oz joined, they would kill all of us, everybody, including you and your friends,” I said and I felt the cry rising up in my throat again.
Abe rushed towards me, stopping himself just an inch from taking me into his arms.
“I tried calling Oz but he refuses to answer the phone, I don’t know where he is,” I continued and I heard my own voice crack. How much longer was I supposed to behave like the strong brave one? When everything around me seemed to be falling apart.
“He was with me, just half an hour ago. He was with me at our garage…we were…discussing some things,” Abe said and rubbed a hand over his face.
“What else did they say?” he asked, searching my face and I felt the water welling up in my eyes. I tried to keep a straight face as I spoke.
“They said they know…someone saw us last night in the parking lot,” I said and looked away from him. Abe breathed hard and I heard him gulp and then curse under his breath.
“Fuck! Fuck!” he growled and kicked the legs of a coffee table roughly, it slid across the floor, startling me.
“Okay, Alexis, look at me, look at me!” he said, rushing up to me again. I shook my head, trying to keep the tears down.
“I knew this would happen. I knew exactly what was going to happen. You dragged my brother into this!” I said, in a low voice and he lifted his hands to my cheeks. He was forcing me to look at him, to meet his eyes.
“Alexis, I fucking promise you that I won’t let anything happen to Oz, and nobody is going to touch you,” he declared.
***
I placed my hands on Abe’s and peeled them off my cheeks. He watched me walk away from him. I needed to sit down.
I found an old armchair near the coffee table and I sat on it, while he looked at me in silence.
“Alexis, did you hear me?” he asked and I looked up at him, keeping my quivering lips firmly pressed together.
“We were doing fine till you showed up in our lives. Now my brother won’t even talk to me and you’ve involved him in things which is putting all our lives in danger,” I said, shaking my head.
Abe walked over to me, crouching down in front of me so that I had no other choice but to look at him.
“Alexis, I know you don’t trust me and you don’t want me going near your brother, but you have to believe me when I say that I’m going to look after him. I’m going to make sure that those fuckers don’t get anywhere near you,” he continued, in a softer voice.
I didn’t know that Abe was capable of this kind of talk, that he could be this kind and gentle. How was it, that every time I wanted to hate him…when I thought that I could make myself strong and actually hate him—he did something to completely change my mind?
“Alexis,” he said my name softly again and reached for my hand.
“I need you to trust me right now. The last thing I want to do, and the last thing that you or Oz should do, is cower from those Dark Legion bastards,” he said.
I looked up and met his deep blue eyes. Why did I trust him when every cell in my body screamed for me not to? Why was I believing what he was saying?
“Last night you said something…something about how you were attracted to me more than any other girl in that strip club,” I found myself saying. My heart was thudding in my chest as I stared at him. I didn’t know why I was saying these words but they were tumbling out of me.
Abe clenched his jaws and blinked at me.
“Did you say it just because…” I said, allowing my voice to trail and he placed his hands on my knees.
“No. I wasn’t just making shit up,” he declared and I felt my cheeks flush.
“So what was she doing here? Vanity, or whatever her stupid name is,” I asked and a grin was forming on Abe’s face. I was openly admitting my jealousy.
“She and I have been…sort of…well, we’ve been sleeping together for some time. She’s got the wrong ideas. It’s nothing serious. She’s from before I met you,” Abe said and I turned my face from him, suddenly ashamed that I was saying all this. That I was making myself so vulnerable to him.
I felt him hook a finger under my chin.
“Alexis, you don’t have to worry about her. I’m going to make sure she gets the message, all right?” he said and we stared at each other in silence for a few moments, before I fell on him.
Wrapping my arms around him, I pushed myself into him. Our lips met with a sizzle and we were kissing hungrily again. It was like it didn’t matter how many times he took me, I still wanted more.
He lifted me up, swinging me from his arms and I bit down on my lip. He was carrying me into a room, to his bedroom. We were going to have sex on a bed, for the first time!
I could feel electric shocks of desire coursing up and down my spine. He laid me down gently on the large bed. I watched him, his naked torso and the way his muscles moved. How was a man like him, interested in a girl like me? My pussy was already throbbing, already wet with anticipation.
Abe stood at the edge of the bed, watching me wriggle, while he started taking off his jeans. He’d just stepped out of the shower, he wasn’t wearing any underwear. His big throbbing cock swung into view the moment his jeans slipped down.
I jumped up, kneeling at the edge of the bed so that my face was level with his groin.
“You are a beautiful creature,” he grunted, weaving his fingers into my silky straight red hair. He bunched a fistful of it, while I reached for his cock, taking it in both hands. Abe threw his head back and his eyes rolled in his head.
I wanted him in my mouth. I wanted him to feel exactly what I had felt when his fingers had slid in and out of my pussy.
I opened my mouth wide, worried if his cock would fit. Keeping my back straight, I leaned my face towards his cock, just licking the tip first before I slid it into my mouth.
Abe groaned wildly, just as I gently grabbed his balls and squeezed.
“Fuck! What are you doing to me!” he growled, as I slid his cock deeper and deeper down my throat. I was choking, gasping for air and quickly I slid him out. The salty taste of his pre-cum was full in my mouth and I wanted more.
I looked up at him. Abe’s face was darkened and stormy as he watched me. With my hair still in his hand, he yanked my head back towards him again.
“You can’t stop now,” he roared and I opened my mouth again. It was thrilling to see the kind of power I had over him now. The beast had turned tame, he was weak in my hands.
***
Abe held me by my hair, keeping me in position in front of him while I slid his cock deep in and out of my mouth. I could hear him groaning, his body was shaking and I knew he was on the edge of coming.
He roared like a wild animal as he came, clutching the top of my head with both his hands while he thrust his hips. I was out of breath, his cock filled my mouth and I had never felt so powerful before. He jerked and writhed, thrusting into my mouth till he finally came.
He pulled out and a storm unleashed from his cock. His cum shot at me and I presented my face to him. I could feel the warm sticky seed dribble down my forehead, cover my eyelids and drop down my nose. He was still groaning, stroking himself while he emptied himself on my face.
It was only when his grunts subsided that I b
linked and opened my eyes. Abe sprinted across the room, bringing over a box of tissues which he started pulling out.
Without me asking, he started rubbing the tissues over my face. I remained seated on the edge of his bed, kneeling, while he wiped my face clean of his cum.
“Good as new,” he said with a smile, as he balled up the used tissues and threw them to the floor. I couldn’t help but smile at him. I couldn’t get that image out of my head, of having his cock in my mouth, his balls in my hand.
I moved, swinging my legs off the bed but he grabbed my knees.
“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked, in a deep guttural voice.
He pulled my jeans down with a flourish, throwing them to the floor and then my panties came off too.
With his hands on my knees again, he pushed my legs aside.
“We’re not done till you are done,” he said huskily and knelt down on the floor, bringing his face close to my wet throbbing pussy.
I gasped, throwing my hands on either side as I felt his hot breath on my pussy. He nibbled at my panties, tugging it aside with his teeth and I felt his tongue flick my swollen clit.
I cried out with pleasure. No man had treated me like this. No man had cared about my orgasm after he already had his…but then, Abe wasn’t just any man.
He reached for my breasts with one hand, squeezing them, rubbing my erect aching nipples through my tight t-shirt. His other hand was making its way to my pussy, sliding into the folds.
I arched my hips up, feeling like I was going to explode. He thrust his forefinger into my pussy, while his mouth remained on my clit. I closed my eyes, giving in to the explosion of feelings in my belly.
Abe’s finger slid in and out of my pussy, his tongue lapped at my swollen sticky clit.
His mouth was like a treasure trove of pleasure, and he knew just how to use it. He lapped up my juices, licking and teasing my clit. His finger started pounding my pussy and I knew I was going to come.
I screamed his name, bunching up the sheets and wrapping it all over my torso as I writhed with pleasure. I was on the edge, I was falling over and then I was coming.
Abe kept licking, his finger kept thrusting in and out of my tight dripping pussy and I exploded in his mouth, just like he had in mine just minutes ago.
My orgasm washed over me, blinding me and I opened my eyes wide while I came. I stared at the ceiling, concentrating on what he was doing to me, with his mouth and his finger and his other hand pinching my nipple tight.
When I was done, my body seemed to collapse and sink into the bed. I felt exhausted, like I could have curled up in a ball and fallen asleep right there.
Abe slipped his finger out of my pussy and started standing up. I looked at him, while he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
“Did you have sex with her right before I got here?” I asked him.
I didn’t know what was making me ask him that question. He had kicked her out of his house for me. He’d told me there was nothing serious going on between them…after all, this thing with Abe was just about sex, right? I didn’t even like him, did I?
“I haven’t fucked another woman since I first fucked you, Alexis,” he said, and bent down to pull up his jeans again.
I straightened myself up on the bed, as Abe turned from me. He had walked over to the closet and was picking out a t-shirt to wear. I had noticed the sudden change in him right now. I could sense that I had taken it too far. I shouldn’t have kept pushing him about Vanity, I shouldn’t have shown him that I cared about what was going on between them.
I watched as he slipped a t-shirt on and then picked up his leather jacket off the back of a chair. It was like he was giving me a subtle hint that it was time for me to leave.
I got out of bed and started putting on my jeans in silence.
“I should go. I need to get back to work anyway,” I said.
Abe nodded his head like it was a good idea. My throat had gone dry. What did this mean? Was he shutting me out?
“Alexis, I meant it when I said that I’m not going to let anything happen to you or Oz,” he said, as I walked to the bedroom door. I hadn’t even checked to see if my hair was okay, I was sure I looked like a complete mess.
“Sure,” I told him at the door and walked out.
Chapter 17
Abe
I met up with Oz again the next day. Today we drove out to a stretch of badlands where we could practice his shooting, and Oz was as excited as ever. He was a fast learner with a steady eye and a good aim, and the more time I spent with the kid, the more convinced I was that I had made a good decision regarding him.
I sat on the dusty ground, a few feet away from him, keeping an eye on his form while he practiced some target shooting. We’d brought several six packs along to share between us, and I had one can open in my hand and a cigarette in the other.
My mind was drifting; even though I tried to remain focused on Oz’ shooting. I was thinking about Alexis and what had happened between us the previous day. The sex was great, it was better than great…it was like every time I took her, I wanted more. Her body fit into mine, it was perfect; like she was made for me.
But then she had so many questions about Vanity.
Vanity meant nothing to me. I didn’t bat an eyelid when I kicked her out of my house. Alexis, even though I barely knew her, was the more important person. I was strangely excited to find that she had found my house and turned up.
Even though she had given me bad news about the Dark Legion, and even though it had made me mad to know that they had turned up threatening her—it didn’t stop me from having a raging boner in my pants.
The sex was inevitable. If I was alone with Alexis, I had a hungry need to have her and there was nothing that either of us could do about it.
But it was after the sex, that things had taken an awkward turn. She wanted to know if I’d slept with Vanity. I’d told her the truth; that I hadn’t fucked any other woman since I’d met her. In reality, I’d thought of very little else since I met her…but that realization hit me hard.
What the fuck was I doing here? Why was I turning into a one-woman man even without knowing it? Did she think this was turning into something else? Did she have more expectations from me than I could fulfill?
I watched now as Oz turned and walked back towards me and sat down on the ground, reaching for a can.
“How’s it looking?” he asked and I nodded my head.
“You’re getting there,” I told him.
Oz was enthusiastic and eager to learn, and I was glad to have him as part of the team for the test shipment. However, I was quite sure that Alexis hadn’t told him about her encounter with the Dark Legion.
I decided that it would be a good idea to keep that detail to myself for now. I didn’t want to discourage Oz from joining the MC just because of a few threats from the Dark Legion. We could handle them. They couldn’t stop us from growing. My ambition for turning the Marked Skulls into an MC that was strong and powerful was running high and I was ready to risk anything to achieve that. Even if it meant putting everyone’s lives at risk.
The only thing I needed to do was make sure that Alexis was safe. I wouldn’t let anything happen to her.
“You talking to your sister?” I asked, looking ahead at the dust swirling up in the light breeze ahead. Oz cleared his throat and shifted uncomfortably.
“Not really,” he replied.
“Why? You’re talking to me,” I said and he shook his head.
“You’re not family, and you’re not the one who is trying to keep me out of the MC. I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that she slept with you, when she wants me to stay away from you,” he said and when I looked at him, he was gritting his teeth.
I took in a deep breath and picked up a pebble and aimed at the target bottles in the distance. The pebble landed nowhere close to them.
“Yeah, well, I get the feeling that she kinda wants the best for you. You sho
uld probably talk to her, make her understand,” I said and Oz looked at me and rolled his eyes.
“Have you been able to make her understand?” he asked.
“I haven’t tried hard enough. I’m not her baby brother,” I replied.
Oz and I sat in silence for a few moments, he was thinking. He took a large swig of his beer before he spoke again.
“I know I shouldn’t really be asking you this, because you’re like my mentor and all,” he began and I looked at him with my brows crossed.
“What are your intentions with my sister? Like, are you guys still seeing each other? Are things getting serious?” he asked and I clenched my jaws and looked away.
What was with all these fucking questions? First Alexis, and now Oz!
“Not really, things are not getting serious I mean. I’ve seen her a few times in the last couple of days, but it’s casual. Neither of us are really looking for anything serious. I’m pretty sure she still hates me,” I said, forcing myself to grin.
Oz nodded his head and then shrugged his shoulders.
“It’s just that, you know, she tries to be this brave strong adult but I know on the inside, she’s suffering,” he said. I whipped my head around to look at him again.
“Suffering from what?” I asked and Oz squinted his eyes against the breeze.
“A string of bad relationships. She seems to have pretty bad taste in men, no offense,” he said and I gulped, before taking a drag of the cigarette.
“She’s been dumped?” I asked and Oz sighed.
“Yeah, and not just that. I mean, these guys that she usually goes for all cheating violent assholes. All her relationships have started off with her being crazy in love with some guy who ends up treating her like shit. She’s been single for the last year, she told me she’d washed her hands of men,” Oz continued.
The more I heard, the more guilty I felt about what was going on between Alexis and me. I didn’t mean to turn into another name on that list of men who had treated her badly.
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