by Lila Rose
“Baby, you want me to make you feel good?” he whispered sleepily and then...oh Goodness, he bucked forward and I felt his penis was already hard. “Let me take care of you, precious.”
My mouth was too dry to speak. I only hoped he felt me nod. I guessed he did when his hand gently removed mine and then dipped back in under my panties to glide two fingers up and down my opening.
“Spread ‘em for me, honey.” His voice was thick with desire. Did a man really like doing that sort of thing to women? I mean, did they enjoy it so much they got aroused themselves? I never understood what got them horny, but I was starting to understand it more.
When I didn’t move fast enough, Caden nudged his knee between my legs and then I lifted my leg up and over Caden’s. I was rewarded by having his fingers slide in deep through my wetness.
“Fuckin’ beautiful,” he groaned and as his fingers glided in and out of me, I pushed back on his hardness. He seemed to enjoy that a lot. I could tell by his grunted response and how he rubbed his erection against me with more enthusiasm.
However, when his thumb pressed down, then up and over my nub, my mind blanked. I arched and turned my head. I wanted his mouth kissing me. Caden, understanding my need, got to his elbow, leaned over and claimed my mouth with his. He forced his other arm under me to hold me tight against him as he ground his erection into my arse and fucked me with his fingers.
His mouth moved from mine and kissed my cheek before whispering in my ear, “You like that, baby? My fingers fuckin’ your perfect pussy?”
“Y-yes, Caden.”
“Yeah, baby, look at you ridin’ my fingers. Fuckin’ glorious.”
“Oh, God, it’s happening again,” I cried.
“Let it go, baby, let it go.” And I did. My walls squeezed Caden’s fingers tightly inside of me and my juices flowed out.
Caden kissed my neck, my shoulder and then lips. “Beautiful, fuckin’ beautiful,” he growled. “Baby...”
“Yes, Caden?” I breathed, still coming down from the molten feeling of ecstasy.
“You, ah, you mind if I finish off? Or I’ll go to the shower and do it.”
Rolling over as quick as I could, I looked up at his smirking face and asked, “Do you mean coming?”
He tucked my hair behind my ear and smiled. “Yeah, precious.”
“C-can I watch?”
“You can help, if you want.”
I grinned and he saw it, making him chuckle. “Yes, please,” I begged.
“So sweet and beautiful,” he uttered against my lips before rolling to his back and pulling his erection free of his boxers.
“What do I do?”
“Have you ever given a hand job?”
Biting my bottom lip, I shook my head and then blushed. That was why I was frightened, convinced my inexperience in the bedroom would bugger everything up. I hardly knew a thing. All David taught me was to lay there and call him daddy.
“S’okay, baby. I like that you haven’t. It’s another thing Billy and I can teach you, ‘cause not all blokes like it the same way.”
With courage, I reached out my fingers and ran them over Caden’s stomach. His chest was full of tattoos, but his stomach was bare. I enjoyed the way it dipped or quivered from my touch. “So, Eli won’t like it the same?”
“He could, not sure, baby, you’d have to try it with him.”
“Okay, I will.” I nodded. “After this though.”
Caden burst out laughing. “Our little minx is so eager now. But you’ll have to wait until later. I heard the front door earlier, means Billy’s gone out for a run.” He smiled at my sour face to running and not having Eli in the house. “Now, baby, I want you to wrap your hand around my dick.”
“Like you have?” I asked and he nodded. I would have done what he asked, but I was rather liking the way his own hand slid up and down his erection.
“You like to watch me handle myself, precious?”
“Yes, very much so.”
“Ah, honey, I’m glad and any other time, I’d put on a show for you. But, baby, I’m close to comin’ already. I want to feel your hand on me.”
Straight away, I reached out. I wanted to be the one to drive Caden to his last moment. Curling my hand around his warm penis was a strange sensation. I never thought it would be so warm and hard, yet still soft, in a way. I liked the feel of Caden. It made me wonder what it would feel like inside of me.
“Baby,” Caden groaned in frustration. “You can stare at him all you like, but I need you to move your hand up and down on him.” I started and again, I found myself enjoying what I was doing. From the hooded look in Caden’s eyes, the way sweat beaded his brow and especially the way he moved his hips up and down to my hand action, he was getting off on what I was doing to him. “Yes, Josie, fuck, just like that. Feels so good, baby,” he growled.
Goodness, just watching him was turning me on again. My clit throbbed. It wanted some attention. Watching Caden was the sexiest thing I had ever seen.
“Fuck, baby, I’m gonna come,” he moaned. The muscle in his neck tightened. His head flew back into the pillow and he cried out through his release. I watched his face and then when I felt wetness on my hand, I looked down to see his semen ejaculated over his stomach.
I could have come myself easily with a little tweaking.
Rubbing my thighs together didn’t help the way my pussy was pulsating.
“Caden,” I whispered before kissing his cheek.
He chuckled. “Precious, I would love to take care of you again, but I’ve never come that hard. How about you wait for Eli to come home? I know he’d be more than willing to ease your ache, baby.”
“Oh no,” I moaned.
“What?” he asked and then leaned over to my bedside table where a box of tissues were. He moved back to his back and started to wipe himself clean. “Jose, you gonna let go of him now?”
“Oh,” I gasped. I hadn’t realised I still had a hold of his penis. “Sorry.” I blushed.
Caden laughed. “Nothin’ to be sorry for. I’m glad you didn’t want to let go. Shows me you just enjoyed yourself.”
“I did. I really did.”
“Now, what was wrong then?”
“I just realised I have classes to get to, so I won’t see Eli until this afternoon.”
Caden again burst out laughing and then curled on top of me. “Baby, it’ll make Eli’s day hearing you’re all pouty for not being able to get a taste of him this morning, but the anticipation will make it so much better.”
“It will?”
He kissed me deeply before he pulled back and said, “Oh, yeah. Now let’s get up, get ready and go.”
“Okay then.” I smiled.
I had a feeling that the day would be a good one.
Eli
By the time I’d come back from my run, Pick and Josie were already gone. The run took me longer because I was trying to outrun my erection. I needed it to settle the fuck down. Didn’t fuckin’ work. What didn’t help was hearing Caden pleasing Josie before I left. I badly wanted to go in and join them...then again, I also wanted them to have their own fun, just like I prayed I’d get to have time with our girl by myself.
My dick wasn’t happy about my decision. I was sure he’d even be happy to have Pick’s body on me again because, Christ, I enjoyed watchin’ him come, gettin’ my own release, and havin’ Josie watch it all with rapt attention.
No, my dick was pissed when I didn’t even rub one off in the shower. Instead, I had a cold one, got out and dressed. I decided to go for a ride, see if there was anything I could help Memphis out with at the Caroline Springs charter. Like all Hawks compounds, there was also a mechanical business on the side of it. I was sure there’d be somethin’ for me to do there.
Pullin’ up into the car park out the front, I swung off my ride and stalked into the office. No one was at the desk, so I walked around it to the back workin’ area.
“Yo, kid,” Dodge called out. He knew I hated be
ing called the kid as in Billy the Kid, but of course, the fucker still hadn’t changed.
Instead of biting back, I sent him a chin lift before stoppin’ in front of him. “What’s goin’ on?”
“Not much, man. Just gettin’ the lay of the land.”
“Anyone given’ you trouble?” I asked while looking around the shed at some of the other Hawks members. Some I knew and trusted; however, there were many I didn’t. Those fuckers would get a wakeup call soon.
“A few, nothin’ we can’t handle for now, until you and Pick the Dick get your arses here full time.”
“Our woman comes first, you know that.”
“Yeah, I get it. Fuckin’ pussy whipped, like the rest of them.”
“Best way to be.” I grinned.
His brows rose and then he shook his head. “I’m still not seein’ it.”
“Wait ‘til you find the right one.”
His snort was loud. “I doubt that. No pussy is tying me down. Hell, I still can’t believe one pussy has got two of my brothers tagged. How you all manage it.”
“Ain’t your fuckin’ business.”
Dodge held his stomach while he laughed heartily.
“Billy,” I heard called. I turned to see Dallas standing just outside the coffee room. Dodge and I headed over that way.
“S’up, brother?”
Dallas Gan was still new to the club, but he came with a stamp of approval from Stoke and Mrs fuckin’ Cliff. He was a quiet man, but still a mean motherfucker when the time came. I’d seen him once in a bar fight. Some idiots thought they could fuck around with Blue’s brother, Jason, when he’d been visiting Ballarat. Two seconds. That was all it took for Dallas to knock the four of them out.
“Was this the guy givin’ Jose trouble?” he asked and threw a paper on the table in front of me. Leanin’ over, I couldn’t believe my goddamn eyes. There stood Cameron Peterson and he was standing behind his lawyer father. The mother was on Cameron’s other side looking bored out of her brain. None of that I really cared about.
What I did care about was the fact I knew the fucker sittin’ it the chair at the front.
And I didn’t like him one bit.
Worse, Pick would hate him even more.
I’d seen Cameron’s father’s photo once, and the time was in Pick’s room. The only thing changed about the fucker was his name. I’d seen the photo because Pick had it taped to his wall with six other photos.
They’d been the ones to abuse Pick when he was younger. Pick had already hunted and killed five of them. The last was sitting in that photo with a smug smile. A smile I wanted to wipe off his face with my gun.
Wasn’t my right though.
“That him?” Dallas barked again.
“Yeah, that’s him.”
“Want me to get rid of him, no trace and then you and Pick can stay clean for your girl?” Dodge offered.
“I’m more than happy to help,” Dallas said.
I shook my head sadly. “You both know of Pick’s past?”
“Yeah, brother,” Dodge said.
“Yeah, was drunk with him one night. He said some shit that he probably doesn’t remember. Fucked-up shit.”
“Yeah, well, that guy there,”—I stabbed the paper with my finger to Cameron’s father’s face; his name written in black ink under the photo Nigel fuckin’ Peterson—“he was one of those guys who fucked Pick up back in the day. I recognised the face, but the name is different.”
Dodge whistled low. “Retribution?”
“’Course and it’s Pick’s right to bring it.” Dallas smiled. “You brothers need help, call upon us.”
“We will. May need someone to watch Josie for us while we pay the nice family a visit and tell Cameron there a few home truths about his daddy.”
“Man, that is fucked up. But I love it.” Dodged chuckled. “Let us know when, brother, and we’ll be there.”
With a chin lift of gratitude, I rolled up the paper and walked outta the place. Pick and I were gonna have to talk and then we’d plan for some payback.
I was already home sitting on the couch in jeans and nothing else when the front door opened and in walked a smiling Josie, followed by Pick, who was also grinning. Fuck, I didn’t want to ruin his mood straight off. Not when it was the first time I’d seen him so fuckin’ happy.
“Eli,” Josie squeaked.
Raising my brows at her in question, wondering why she was suddenly nervous at seein’ me, I said, “Hey, sweetheart. Have a good day?”
What in the fuck was goin’ on?
She looked over her shoulder to Caden and then back to me and blushed. “Uh-huh. Um, I’ll be back in a second,” she said and then bolted down the hall to her room, closing the door behind her.
Again. What. The. Fuck?
I looked to Caden. He smirked and shrugged. “I’ll go see her. No need to worry.”
Worry? Hell, should I be? Christ, after what they shared that morning, were they gonna tell me there was no room in their lives for a third?
Was I bein’ shot down?
Got rid of?
Jesus, I hadn’t thought of that option ever happenin’. The realisation hit hard and my heart burned at the possibility.
Leaning forward, resting my elbows on my knees, my head went into my hands.
Shit. Panic started to settle deep.
More people didn’t want me.
Just like my fucked-up father and mother.
Where was I gonna go?
How could I face Pick at the compound knowing he got what I’d dreamed of and wasn’t willin’ to share...or was it Josie not willin’?
Fucked if I knew.
No one was telling me crap.
“Billy, brother,” Pick called, the couch depressed where he sat next to me.
“How long do I have before I have to leave?” I growled.
“What? No, fuck no. It’s not like that, man. It would never be like that. Christ, you think I could take away your life from you, your home? Never, brother.”
Sittin’ up, I turned to him. “Then what in the fuck was all that about?”
Pick chuckled. “She’s nervous, but you’ll see soon enough. By the way, she liked seeing you topless when she walked in.”
My head flinched back in shock. “What?”
“Our girl is finding her minx side.”
“What do you mean?”
“Let’s just say, it’s lucky she has two men to keep her happy.”
“I don’t—”
“Shut it, she’s comin’.”
I sat back in the couch and waited for some fuckin’ answers that apparently Josie was bringin’ herself. Pick got up and moved to the chair at the end of the couch. The whole situation was confusing as hell and I wanted to know what was goin’ down. But what I didn’t expect was seein’ Josie walk around the couch wearin’ different clothes from before. Earlier, she walked in wearing jeans and a tee. Now she was wearing a knee-length sexy skirt and a cami-top. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail.
“Hi, Eli,” she said with a small, shy smile.
“Babe, come here and tell me what’s going on.” I held out my arm and straight away she moved to sit across my lap. Her feet up on the couch while her side was leaning into me. Already my chest eased. It was a good sign. She wasn’t getting rid of me after all. Then what was goin’ down?
One arm went around her waist at her back and the other I rested on her leg closest to me.
“So, you gonna tell me?” I asked.
Her cheeks tinged a dark red and fuck it was cute. Holy motherfuckin’ Christ. Was what she wanted something sexual?
Jesus. Was that what Caden meant when he’d said she was comin’ into her minx side?
There was no chance I was gonna control my dick now. Not when I had such sweet pussy sitting on my lap.
She squirmed on my lap, tellin’ me she could feel my dick harden and I reckon she liked it a lot.
“What you need, sweetheart?”
; “I, um....”
She may be comin’ into her minx side, but she was still as shy as anything, which was the cutest thing.
Looking to Caden, he winked and smiled. When she grabbed my hand on her leg, I turned back to Josie as she slowly slid my hand up her thigh. My heart beat fast as she slid it up under her skirt to her hot mound.
Surprise flickered over my features before I smiled wickedly at her and rubbed up and down. She hummed in response and I asked, “This what you need, babe, my hand on you?”
“Yes, please,” she begged, her eyes half-mast.
Screw that, I wanted nothing between my hand and her pussy. “Sweetheart, lift your arse up, I wanna feel how wet and needy your pussy is with nothing between us.”
Again, I was surprised she did lift up her arse, leaning her hands back against the armrest. With both my hands, I slid her panties down and threw them over to Pick. He grabbed them outta the air and smelled them.
“Fuck yeah.” He groaned.
Christ, even I was turned on seeing him do it and so was Josie, by the sweet sexy look on her face, a look full of desire. However, soon her eyes were back to me when my hand was under her skirt again, running up and down her entrance.
“Eli,” she sighed.
“Lean back a bit, babe.” She did and I slid two fingers inside of her, causing her back to arch and a moan to leave her sweet lips. “So fuckin’ hot,” I growled. “Lift your arse up, Josie, use your legs and fuck yourself with my fingers.” Licking her lips, she lifted and went down on my fingers, then up again and again.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she cried, she was so close to comin’ already.
Fortunately, I heard the keys in the lock and I was able to sit Josie back up on legs, her skirt covering her lap before Simone came striding into the living room.
Simone stopped at the end of the couch, Josie had her back to her. She stood there smiling with her hands on her hips. “Hey, ya’ll what’s going on?”
Josie cleared her throat. “N-nothing,” she stuttered. Then, as Simone went on to talk about her night with her new man and all about the movie they went to see, I glided my fingers up under Josie’s legs. She tried to stop me, pressing her leg down on my hand, but I wasn’t havin’ it. My girl wanted her release. She was gonna get it and learn how to be sneaky around people so she could still get what she wanted.