She’s like a goddess, water trickling over her body in a fluid motion. Her wet hair cascades down her back, outlining the contour of her small curves. Her legs are slightly spread giving me the ultimate view of her firm, round ass.
Reaching down, my palm encloses around my cock, giving it a forceful tug. The length grows and hardens the more I ravish her with my eyes. I could come just watching her like this.
Opening the door, it makes a loud creaky noise and her back stiffens at the unexpected intrusion.
“Relax, Shorty.”
Climbing in behind her, I push her hair over her delicate shoulder so I can sample the sweet skin on her neck. Running my hand over one of her exposed peaks, I tweak it and her lips part in response. Her little breaths key me in on what she enjoys, and, in turn, drives me on to explore and learn more about her body. I skim my fingers down her silky skin until I reach her plump lips, leading me to her wet core.
“2.” It leaves her in a quiet moan.
I wouldn’t have heard it with the noise from the water, but having her body so close to mine, I make out the weak plea. She wants this as much as I do. She’s always ready for me.
“I’m here,” I whisper next to her ear.
She slowly turns in my arms and her warm honey irises are scorching with lust when she sees my body. Little water droplets run over her lips and they entice me to take a sample. Bending, I press a soft kiss her top lip then repeat with a kiss to her bottom lip.
Her mouth opens again and I taste her sweet breath as she exhales. Strawberries, she tastes like a red, ripe, juicy strawberry.
I savor it as I take her lips with mine, this time it’s not chaste, it’s full of want and need. My tongue caresses hers as I take my time exploring her succulent mouth. Her palms press slightly against my chest and I hold her tight to me.
I’m not finished yet. I take her mouth more forcefully, and I feel her surrender in my arms. She gives in and kisses me back with just as much fervor. She grips my shoulders firmly, flexing her fingers as the kiss deepens and she holds her weight off her injured leg
She pulls away, gasping, attempting to replenish the air in her lungs. Her lips carry a cherry shade from our kiss. The sight of her like this has me groaning. She’s ravishing.
I want to take her so hard right now. I have an internal need to claim her, mark her as mine in this moment. Avery, on the other hand, has different ideas.
She leans in and bites my pec savagely. “Ah, fuck, free bird.” I yelp, not too manly either and grasp her hair tightly in my fist.
She sucks the skin around the sore area and leisurely makes her way down my toned stomach to my engorged cock. I fist her hair with one hand and grip her bicep in the other. She needs to be careful she doesn’t rip those stitches and hurt herself.
My head falls back, my eyes fining the ceiling as she takes me deeply in her mouth, going as far she can. Christ that feels phenomenal. She swirls her tongue around the ridge of my dick and I blink several times to concentrate on not jerking her closer and forcing myself further into her throat.
Clearing my suddenly choked up throat, I watch her head bob up and down my dick for a few minutes. “Enough, Avery,” I groan, thoroughly aroused, and she looks up at me from below. Her mouth is wrapped tightly around my cock and her eyes are wide. She looks so fucking innocent and beautiful like this.
Holding her bicep, I carefully pull her back up in front of me. “You’re too good at that, Shorty. You almost made me lose control,” I admit and nod toward the shower wall.
She grins at me, her velvety voice letting loose a pleased chuckle. She turns her head slightly and I spin her by her hip so she faces the wall again. I keep hold of her hip as I press down on her back, moving her closer to the wall.
“Brace yourself, baby, I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Okay, 2. Like this?” She widens her arms and attempts to get a good grip on the soap fixtures attached to the tiles.
“Yeah, perfect.” Spreading her legs apart, easily with my knees, I line my cock up to her sopping wet entrance. I push in slightly, not putting too much weight on her.
“Oh yes,” she moans and I thrust in deeper.
I wrap my hand around her waist, placing my palm firmly over her clit. Spreading my fingers on each side of her entrance so I can feel myself each time I move in and pull out of her. Her tight cunt drips each time I pull myself out to the tip and each time, I lose my breath. She’s beyond perfect.
“Fuck, Avery, you feel so good like this, tight and wet. Squeeze that pussy, baby,” I order as she grips my cock snugly.
“Ha-harder, please.”
“I’m gonna’ hurt your leg, baby.”
“No 2, I need it harder.”
Gripping her hip with my other hand, I apply pressure to her clit simultaneously with my other palm and hammer into her.
“Yes.” She whimpers and I flex my fingers, increasing my momentum. I start to slam into her roughly, not being able to control the lust consuming my body.
She lays her head against the shower wall and takes each thrust I give her.
“Fuck, Shorty, I’m about to come.” Bending over, I sink my teeth into her back.
It sets her off and I feel her hot center grip me repeatedly as she calls out. My dick tingles in an intense explosion of pleasure and my thick cum spurts into her. As I come, I pull her back to my chest, holding her in an iron grip as I empty myself. We stand like that, panting, attempting to catch our breath after the quick, intense time we just shared together.
“Holy shit; I don’t know if I can walk after that,” she admits, stills breathless, setting a chuckle free from me.
I squeeze her to me and kiss her cheek sweetly. “It’s all good. After that, I’ll carry you if you want. Hell, I should be carrying you around anyhow to keep the weight off your thigh.” She giggles and it’s a beautiful sound to hear. “It seems to keep getting better, yeah?” I mumble as her irises meet mine.
Her eyes grow tender as she peers up at me, “Yeah, it’s always been good, but it’s turned phenomenal. I know this is all fun and stuff but—”
“No,” I interrupt her before she can finish. “Don’t go there. Just roll with whatever we’re doing and feeling. I know you like being free and so do I, but we don’t have to analyze this shit right the fuck now, okay?”
“Uh, yeah, I won’t scrutinize stuff right now,” she agrees.
I press another kiss to her cheek and grab the towel hanging from the side of the shower to dry her off.
“Good girl.” I wrap the towel around her frame to keep her warm, not leaving a drop behind. “I need to go over some shit about tonight with you.”
She appears a little surprised and intrigued, “Tonight? What’s going on?”
“Me and some of the guys are going out on business. I need you to stay here and inside the building. London and Jamison will be here too so you guys can chill.”
She scrunches her forehead and opens her mouth. I already expected she’d argue or attempt to butt in.
“Is everything okay?” I watch as she pulls her clothes on.
“Everything’s straight. Don’t worry your pretty head, baby.”
“Can I do something to help?”
“Nope, just stay here and out of trouble.”
“I’m never in trouble,” she grumbles, disgruntled.
I put on a fresh pair of boxer briefs and socks. The rest of my clothes can be jacked up, but underwear and socks always have to be clean. “Ah, yeah, you’re definitely trouble, especially when you get around London.”
“Well, maybe, but London’s calmed down a lot since she had the baby. Plus, I’m not going to act crazy or anything in your club when you’re not going to be here. It’ll be weird though, being here without you.”
“It’ll be fine; you take it easy and enjoy yourself.” I put on black jeans, a black T-shirt, and boots.
“I wish you’d just tell me what’s going on. You look like you’re going to go rob
a place dressed in all black.” She grins and points to my attire.
“Already pulling the wifey card and you ain’t even my ol’ lady yet, huh?” I chuckle and she beams.
“No, I can sense when someone’s up to something.”
“Oh, now you have super powers too?”
“No, stop teasing me,” she giggles and I pull her in for a hug.
“When‘re you leaving?”
Damn it, I thought I had her distracted.
“Probably in a couple hours, Nikoli wanted to change then rest up and shit.”
“Niko’s going with you?” she asks as I walk and she sort of hobbles to the dining room.
“Yeah, he’s going to chill with us for a minute.”
We reach the dining area and there’s a giant six-foot-long sub sandwich laid out with paper plates next to it. “Looks like this is lunch today, you want some?”
“Definitely, that looks yummy.”
I load her up a plate with part of the sub and some chips, then load mine up with double the amount. Every time she visits, we take turns taking care of each other. I’ll take her to get food or she might cook us something. This time, I’m doing it all with her hurt. I want her taking it easy.
It’s domestic and we tend to lean the other way on that aspect, but it’s still nice. I enjoy doing things for her and making her happy. She seems to feel the same way about it too.
Chapter 9
Avery
I don’t know what the hell’s going on around here, but something’s obviously up. These guys are prowling around like they’re going on a top-secret mission. I wish I could find out what it was. It’s not like I can snoop around or anything. There’re members or family in every room.
As soon as Niko gets here, I’m going to ask. I can usually break through his wall and get him to let me know stuff he wouldn’t normally tell anyone else. I’ve become sort of his American sister. I don’t say that out loud, though, considering what happened to his real sisters in Russia. I can’t think of that stuff right now though. I have to keep trying to eavesdrop.
I find London planted on the sofa holding Jamison while he naps and join her. Kid ran around like crazy and as soon as he sat on her lap to relax, he conked out. Like literally ten seconds and he was fast asleep with his little mouth hanging open. London swears Cain sleeps the same way, but if Cain’s not naked then I don’t really care. I’ve told her that in the past, and she thinks it’s hilarious.
Little guy pretty much runs the club when he’s here too. Every member pays attention and plays around with him. It’s adorable seeing a bunch of big, burly bikers chasing around a miniature Cain and feeding him a grip of junk food. I bet Jamison loves coming here. I wouldn’t be surprised if that kid heads up the club one day.
“Hey, chickadee.” She beams a, bright smile.
“Hi, lady,” I sit next to her.
My leg still hurts badly so I’ve been sitting a lot and trying not to walk around much. I know I’m a weenie, but I’m not admitting to anyone that it hurts. “So, it’s driving me crazy, but do you know what’s really going on?” I try my hand at gossiping. London’s like Fort Knox, though. These Oath Keepers have no clue just how loyal she is to them.
“No, Cain told me we needed to be here and stay inside. I trust him though. I know he’s protecting us.”
“Yeah, it just drives me crazy that 2 won’t tell me. I mean, I’m new to this so some details would be nice.”
“Well, if you really like 2 Piece then get used to it. That’s club business and this is club life. They don’t share anything with anyone. Maybe a little more than nothing if you’re an ol’ lady.”
“Ha, yeah right, I won’t be anyone’s ol’ lady or wife anytime soon. So, does that mean Cain tells you more?”
She shrugs. “No, he doesn’t, and I don’t ask either. I’m telling you, Avery, if you plan to stick around; you have to fight through that need to know everything. You’re an inquisitive person, but they’re protective men—each one of them. They’ll only do what needs to be done.”
“How can you be so okay with everything and the not knowing part?”
“I’m fine with it because I love Cain and have accepted his way of life as my own.”
“Ugh, I’ll try to not be so nosey. It may drive me nuts, but I’ll try because I care for 2. I also don’t want to be known as a busybody or a nagger. He already joked about me acting like a ‘wifey’. I thought I’d pass out with that word, but surprisingly it didn’t affect me like I thought it would.”
“I’m surprised; you know 2 Piece doesn’t usually hang with the same chick like he’s done with you.” Jamison stirs in her arms and she rocks him slightly. He goes back to his cute baby snores after a few minutes.
“Well, we haven’t hung together or anything. I mean, just when I visit,” I admit quietly.
“That’s what I’m talking about. He doesn’t see chicks over and over. Just you, so that means you’re special to him.”
“I don’t know about all of that,” I scoff, waving her off.
“It’s true. You may not see it, but we do,” she acknowledges, and I smile.
Does he really feel strongly for me? I hope so, but I’m scared he doesn’t. I don’t want to be that attached anyhow. I love my freedom. I wonder how it’d be, since he’s different than the other guys I’ve dated. I wonder if he’d stay thoughtful and spontaneous or even be faithful. Who knows?
We watch TV for about thirty minutes then Cain and 2 Piece come walking over with serious expressions. 2 might be dressed like he’s going to rob someone, but he still looks completely smoking hot. His chest and arms are well defined in his plain T-shirt and his black jeans hug his ass nicely. His tattoos snake out from all directions and it’s a pleasant reminder of what I got to see in the shower earlier today.
Cain bends down to talk softly to London and embraces her lovingly.
“Hey, Shorty, you good?” He pulls me up from the couch, helping me stand in front of him.
I give him a small smirk and nod. “Yes, I’m fine. Are you okay? Is everything all right? You look so serious.”
“Everything’s straight, Avery. I told you, don’t worry. You’re so curious all the damn time.”
“I know and I don’t mean to be, it’s just my nature. I can’t help it if I want everything to be kosher and you to be happy.”
“I know, free bird, don’t sweat it. I’ll be back soon, you be a good girl, yeah?”
“I will.”
“Promise me.”
“I do.”
“Good,” he mutters against my lips, and I melt a little inside.
This man is so delectable; I just want to eat him up. He places his hands on each side of my face and lavishes kisses on me. The guys all start teasing in the background, but I ignore it. It’s in this kiss that I feel it for the first time.
It’s as if he’s pouring his whole heart into this kiss and it’s a truly serene feeling. I run my hands under his shirt over his firm muscles, until I rest them on his chest and kiss him back with the same passion. If he’s going to show me his soul, then I’ll show him pieces of mine in return. I’m falling and I don’t know if it’s a good or a bad thing.
Eventually he pulls back pausing with his face close to mine, our noses touch and we exchange breaths. He lazily opens his eyes, peering straight into mine with wonder. There’s so much we need to say, but hold back.
Our spell’s broken when Ares calls to him. “Hey, 2, time to roll out, brother. Pack it into Loretta.”
“Cool,” 2 Piece replies and turns back to me. There’re unspoken words screaming at me from his eyes, and I know this isn’t over. Hopefully it’s merely the beginning, if that kiss is any indication.
Licking my lips, I give a nod, never breaking eye contact.
He blinks and I see it register that I’m on the same page as he is. “I’ll see you soon, free bird.” He gives me a chaste kiss then turns and walks toward Ares and the other brothers.
And why the hell are they taking Cain’s car, Loretta? They’re bikers. What do they need with a car?
2 Piece
“You already got everything loaded up?” I ask Ares and Cain as I sit in the back seat.
Loretta rumbles loudly as Cain starts her up and gives her gas. Car is a fuckin’ beast. I don’t even think you can classify this thing as a car anymore. It’s just awesome.
Ares’s riding in the passenger side and Cain’s driving. Twist and I are sitting in the back and the other guys are following us in the van.
“Yeah, brother, we have all the stuff ready. We just have to get close enough to their club to execute the plan,” Ares hollers over Cain’s music. Cain’s blasting Korn through his badass sound system.
“If we’re worried about getting close, why in the fuck are we bringing Loretta? This bitch is loud as fuck. You can hear her from down the street and that’s not even when Cain stomps on it.”
“The other van took a shit earlier,” Twist supplies.
“Well that blows. Hope we can fit all those serpent fucks in one van. We should’ve brought my truck.”
Cain calls over his shoulder. “Nah, brother, we can fit like four of them in my trunk if needed; don’t worry about it.”
Well fuck it, if they’ve worked it out, I’m going to sit back and relax before shit gets real.
Twist turns to me and sneers. “I can’t wait to put the gas in their air vents. Those Snakes won’t ever see it coming. Stupid bitches.” He snickers and I grin at his excitement.
Truth is, I can’t wait until we do it either.
We’ve got to get close enough to their club so we can run the toxic gas straight through their air duct. None of them will see it coming until it’s too late. It’ll be when they’re all passed out and sitting ducks too, so even more perfect.
“Have any of you tried this before? Prez said he pulled it off with no issues but have y’all actually done it?” I glance at everyone in the car.
It’s silent except for the radio blaring. Cain chews on his bottom lip, Twist stares out his window, and Ares taps his fingers in rhythm to the music.
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