ZACK: Southside Skulls Motorcycle Club (Southside Skulls MC Romance Book 4)

by Jessie Cooke

  “Good. I like you too.” He dropped it there and she was grateful. They spent the next hour or so exploring the property with Zack leading the way. He even carried Liam for a while although he still looked at the baby sometimes like he was an alien and he was trying to figure him out. At the edge of the fence that divided Zack’s property from the next one they found a herd of longhorn cattle. Liam was fascinated with them and when they turned away to head back to the house, the baby threw a fit. Zack finally turned him around backwards over his shoulder so Liam could still see the cattle and he instantly stopped crying.

  “You’re good with him. Do you have kids?” Nicole asked him.

  Zack’s blue eyes grew wide as he said, “No…” Then he grinned and said, “At least not that I know of.” Nicole rolled her eyes at him. No matter how much Zack liked to kid around, she couldn’t imagine that he’d be irresponsible enough to go around making babies that he wasn’t going to take care of.

  They were almost back to the house when Nicole realized Liam had been quiet for a long time. She stepped behind Zack and looked at him. His chubby cheek lay squashed into Zack’s broad shoulder and his thumb was shoved in his mouth as he slept. The sight of the big biker, with his long hair hanging down to the center of his back and the Invaders patch covering the back of his kutte, cuddling her innocent son caused her chest to expand almost painfully. She had heard about men that bonded with the kids to get at the single mom…but everything Zack did seemed so genuine and sincere. She wished that her history of being a judge of character wasn’t so bad, so that trusting him wasn’t so hard. With a sigh, she told herself that none of that mattered anyways. She wasn’t getting involved with Zack. She had enough trouble with the biker she already had…and couldn’t get rid of.

  10

  Zack was surprised when Nicole told him the baby was asleep. He would have never suspected that a kid would like him so much, or be comfortable enough with him to fall asleep on his shoulder. He wasn’t sure if he liked that idea or not. The kid was chipping away at his bad reputation…and so was his mom.

  After Zack put the baby down, he went out to the living room while Nicole arranged the pillows and got him settled. He was pulling a beer out of the refrigerator when she came out of the bedroom. “You want a beer?”

  “Sure,” she said. He pulled out two and twisted the cap off hers before handing it to her. “Thank you.” He was about to take a drink of his when his eyes fell on the way her lips wrapped around the neck of the bottle as she drank from it. His cock, which so far had behaved himself all day, woke up like it was hooked up to the mains and stood at attention. He took a step sideways to adjust it, so that if she looked down, she wouldn’t see it beating at his zipper, trying to get out. He finally took a drink of his own beer, if for nothing else than to cool off. Nicole walked over to the kitchen table and sat down, so Zack followed her. She looked like she had something on her mind, but he figured she’d tell him what it was when she was ready. In an attempt to make conversation that might bore his cock enough to at least deflate some, he said:

  “I’ll get in touch with that girl later, the one I told you about that I thought would be a good sitter for Liam. Her name is Naomi and she’s great with kids. I think you’ll like her.”

  “I’m sure she’s nice, Zack…but…”

  “You don’t have to get a job right away, you know? This place is paid for and I can have one of the guys pick you up when you need to go to town and…”

  “Zack. I’m not staying.”

  “What?” he asked, confused. He thought the decision had already been made when she agreed to go to Texas with him. “Why?”

  She shook her head and took another drink of the beer. “I won’t give my son a life on the run as his legacy. He deserves better than that.”

  “And you deserve better than to be terrorized by the likes of Spider.”

  “I agree, and I will have more than that someday. The first step was leaving him, right? I did that.” She sighed and said, “I’m not sure how you’re going to feel about this. I have been a part of Spider’s world long enough to know that one of the lowest, if not the lowest scum in an MC’s eyes, is a snitch…but I have to protect myself and my child, so if he continues to harass me, I will get the police involved.”

  Zack was staring at her with his mouth open, not because he had a problem with her calling the police on Spider, but because he knew guys like Spider, and that was only going to piss him off. Zack’s club had one of the best attorneys in Tennessee on retainer and he would be willing to bet that the Defenders did too. Spider wouldn’t do any real time…unless, God forbid, he killed her, and once he was out, he’d just give her an even harder time. “Nicole…I’m not sure you’ve thought this through…”

  “Yeah, I have. Zack, I appreciate everything you’ve done for us, but I don’t want to be hidden away or followed around and watched. I want to live a normal life with my son, work at the bakery and take classes at the community college and maybe be a pastry chef someday.”

  “You can do that here.”

  “Until Spider finds me, and he will. I’d rather just face him and get it over with than look over my shoulder for him forever.”

  “Then maybe the solution is to make it so no one ever has to worry about Spider again,” Zack muttered.

  Nicole’s pretty eyes went wide. “Zack, no! Promise me you won’t do something…permanent.”

  Zack chuckled at that. She was so damned cute. “Who would miss him?” he asked.

  “Probably no one, but no, Zack. For one thing, I know enough about club life to know it would cause you a lot of problems. You need your club and your president’s okay for something like that. And then there’s the fact that as much as I hate it, he is Liam’s father. One of these days my son will ask about him and as hard as it will be to tell him that his father is a bad man, I don’t want to look into his beautiful face, knowing I had anything to do with his father being gone forever, and lie about it. Spider’s choices will come back to haunt him one day, but ours don’t have to.”

  She was right about his club. If Spider disappeared, Zack would be the first one they came looking for and that could draw his club into a bloody war. It was just too bad that as far as he was concerned, taking Spider out would be akin to squashing a cockroach in the kitchen. Zack wasn’t a killer by nature, not like his father, but when it came to kill or be killed, he wouldn’t hesitate to pull the trigger. Nicole’s situation felt like that to him. He was afraid that left unchecked, Spider would kill her someday, and she was too innocent to realize that. “Okay,” he finally said, “I won’t kill him, as long as he doesn’t hurt you again.”

  “Zack.”

  “I mean it, Nicole. That yellow bruise you still have on your face makes me want to kill him every time I look at it. I’m apologizing to you in advance because if he hurts you again, I won’t be responsible for what I do to him.”

  She sighed. “I really hate that I involved you in this. I never should have come here. I was just so overwhelmed that day and you put the offer out there and…”

  “You couldn’t resist the idea of spending a few days alone with me.” That made her smile.

  “That too,” she said.

  “Too?” He put his hand over his heart and said, “You mean I wasn’t the major draw? Women travel here from all over the world just for that reason alone.”

  She laughed. “I’m sure they do.”

  “You’re being sarcastic, but it’s true. I mean, look at me.” He was joking, trying to cheer both her and himself up. But when he said that, Nicole did look at him and he could see that same desire burning in her hazel eyes that he’d seen the night before and was feeling himself, every time she was near him. She ran her tongue absently over her bottom lip and that flipped his switch. He stood up, grabbed her hand, and pulled her to her feet. She was breathing heavily, but he didn’t think it was because she was scared. He was sure it was because she wanted him as much as he wanted h
er. He leaned in close so that his lips hovered just over hers and said, “What woman could resist me?”

  She didn’t move or speak, but she was breathing as hard as he was. He let his lips touch hers and then he stroked her bottom one with his tongue. She closed her eyes and moaned. Zack smiled just before gently biting her bottom lip and then sucking it into his mouth as his hands went to the hem of her shirt and he began pushing it up. He got it up past her bra and she opened her eyes and seemed to make a decision in that moment. She finished pulling it over her head, and his fingers went to the clasp of her bra and unhooked that. As soon as she had the shirt out of the way, he pulled the bra down her arms and tossed it aside. He kissed her mouth again and then drew a line with his tongue all the way down her mouth to her gorgeous breasts. Her nipples were hard as rocks, and he took one in his mouth and let his tongue circle the outside of it, before applying more pressure and sucking on it. Her hands went to his hair and she held him to her chest, moving him back and forth at her whim while he licked and sucked at her breasts. He loved listening to her moan and knowing that he was making her feel good. She deserved to feel good. She deserved so much more than the crappy hand she’d been dealt, and surprisingly he found himself wanting to be the man to give it to her.

  While he sucked and nibbled on her breasts, his hands went down to unbutton and unzip her jeans. Once he had them open, he slid one of his hands inside and found her hot, wet center. Her moans grew louder and more urgent as he ran his fingers along her slit, flicking and pinching at her clit every so often. At last he detached his mouth from her breasts and covered hers with it again. He pulled his hand away from her hot pussy and used both to slide her jeans down over her smooth thighs and calves and down to her ankles. She stepped out of them and the red panties that he’d slid down with them. She was naked and gorgeous and sexy in his kitchen and he was about to have a feast. He put his big hands on her waist and lifted her up onto the table. She gasped as the cold wood contacted her bare skin and gasped again when he pushed her legs open and dropped to his knees in between them. He slipped his hands underneath her and raised her up so that he could bury his tongue in her pussy. Her legs went around his head and she once again gripped his hair with both hands, pulling on it desperately as he made a feast out of her. He caressed her lips with his tongue and then slid his tongue up inside of her and moved it around against the tight walls. His cock was aching in his pants and while he licked her slit and sucked on her clit, he gently lowered her butt down to the wood again and reached down and unzipped his pants. He shoved a hand down inside of them and grasped his throbbing cock, stroking it up and down while he continued to eat her pussy like a starving man. She tasted so sweet and as he stroked himself, relieving some of the pressure he was feeling, he thought that he could do this all night…he liked making her moan and whimper and writhe under his touch.

  He kissed and licked and sucked and when he used his free hand to work two fingers into her hot pussy, she let out a wild, almost animalistic sound just before her body began to convulse and shake. He felt and tasted her release and it almost caused him to have an orgasm of his own, but he held back. He wanted more.

  11

  Zack let Nicole finish shaking and moaning before pulling her up to her feet and kissing her again, hard. He liked knowing that his face, lips, and tongue were covered with the taste of her as they kissed. The kiss was passionate and rough as they both sucked and bit at the other’s lips and tongue. When they came up for air he smiled at her. Her eyes were only half opened, but she smiled back…a sexy, satisfied smile. He used his hold on her to spin her around so that she was facing the table and he said, “Bend over, baby.” She pressed her hands into the table and once again he had to struggle to hold back the orgasm that was boiling at the surface. He reached down between her legs and played with her pussy, getting her excited all over again. His hand was quickly soaked with her juices and what was left over was running down the insides of her thighs. He pulled his hand out and cleaned his fingers off with his tongue before pulling off his shirt and then taking off his jeans and shorts. He pulled her ass back toward him and ground his erection into her. He wanted to feel her skin-to-skin before putting on the condom. He wished that he could slide into her bareback. He hadn’t fucked a woman without a barrier for one hell of a long time. He hadn’t trusted one enough. But fuck…he’d love to feel those silky walls wrapped around his skin…Shit. He held onto her ass with one hand and groped into his jeans with the other, pulling out the condom he’d slipped into his pocket earlier…just in case. He opened the package with his teeth and started to roll it on. He was surprised when she turned around and stopped him.

  “Not yet,” she said, sliding down his body to her knees in front of him. She stuck out her tongue and let it roll across the tip of his engorged cock. That light touch felt so fucking good, but when she sucked the head of it into her mouth, his knees went weak and he was afraid he might fall to the floor on top of her. He closed his eyes and willed his legs to stop shaking, but the feel of her tongue, licking and flicking around the tip of his cock, was making him weak. At that moment, there was nothing anyone could ask of him that he’d deny them. Everything was right with his world with Nicole’s pretty lips wrapped around him.

  After giving the tip a few more hearty sucks, she took the rest of his shaft into her mouth. She held him tightly with her lips as his cock rested in the back of her throat and then as she sucked, she released just a bit at a time, until she made it back up to the tip before slamming her mouth back down on it again. Zack had her hair fisted up in his hand and when she began to bob her mouth up and down on his throbbing cock, he used his hold on her to move her head back and forth in time with his hips. He was fucking her mouth and she was taking every inch of him every time. His sac slapped into her chin each time and the feelings rocketing through his body were almost more than he could take as he watched her. She looked so sexy on her knees, sucking and licking him, making him feel like the fucking king of the world. He was on the verge of exploding when he wrapped the strands of her hair tightly around his fist and slid out of her mouth and then guided her up to her feet. As soon as she was standing, he slammed his mouth down on hers. They kissed passionately like they couldn’t get enough of each other before she used her arms to pull her butt back up on the table. The table was just the right height and she spread her legs open and without a word, invited him in. With shaking hands, Zack rolled on the condom he was still holding and grabbed her by both sides of her hips. He held her firmly while he entered her and they both groaned when his cock bottomed out inside of her. He closed his eyes and moved his hips in slow circles, savoring the feeling of filling her up. After a few seconds, he slowly pulled back, letting his thick cock slide out of her all the way to the tip. He opened his eyes and watched her face, loving the look of pure ecstasy he saw there.

  Zack began to pump in and out of her in a rhythmic motion, and she arched her back and brought her hips up to meet him with every thrust. He leaned down and kissed and sucked at her long, sexy neck and then slid his mouth up to her ear and sucked the lobe in between his teeth. Nicole was whimpering and the sexier the sounds she made, the harder he slammed into her. He pushed and pulled at her roughly as he fucked her and just before she came for a second time, he leaned down and bit at one of her nipples and made her scream. The sound of her pleasure, coupled with the look on her gorgeous face, caused him to lose all control. He slipped his hands down underneath her thighs and pulled her legs up around his chest and held them there, tightly. He picked his pace up even more, slamming into her relentlessly. The table was sliding back and forth across the tile, scratching the floor with each thrust. Zack didn’t care if it was digging a hole. All his focus and energy was on Nicole and it when he felt his balls tighten, he held her down on his cock and let the orgasm finally flow through him. A bomb could have dropped on the house at that moment and when they dug out his lifeless body, he would still be smiling.

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sp; Zack and Nicole had just picked up the clothes scattered around the kitchen when there was an urgent knock at the door. The hammering fist was so loud that Liam began to scream from the bedroom. They both hurriedly slipped on their clothes and Nicole went to check on the baby while Zack went to answer the door. He pulled it open to find his mother standing there, looking like hell. “Mona? What’s going on?” She pushed past him, literally knocking him back on his heels. The back of her normally smooth, straight hair was disheveled and when she turned back to look at him he realized that her lipstick and mascara were both smeared as well. “What is going on?” he asked her again.

  “I wanted you to see what you’ve done to me.”

  Zack rolled his eyes and folded his arms across his chest. “I did what to you, exactly?”

  “You forced me to stoop lower than I’ve ever gone before. I went to Randall before church and tried to reason with him. I tried to make him see how valuable I am to the club, even without Swinger.” Zack was beginning to understand why she looked so disheveled, and he was sure he didn’t want to hear anymore.

  “Okay, Mona, I get the picture.”

  “Do you?” she said, sarcastically. “Because I really don’t think you do. Tell me, Zachary, when was the last time you had to get on your knees and worship some old man’s dick to get what you deserved?”

  “Jesus, Mona. I don’t want to have this conversation with you.”

  “I don’t care what you want. Before you fly off out of here again, you’re going to know what you did to me. You’re going to have to live with the knowledge that you’ve turned your mother into a woman who has to prostitute herself out to old men, simply to survive.”

  “I turned you into a prostitute?” Zack was appalled that he was having this conversation with his mother. He hoped that she was just being Mona, dramatic and manipulative. He veered off the subject of prostitution and worshipping old dicks by telling her, “You do realize if you hadn’t been such a bitch to everyone while you were on top, that they wouldn’t be waiting to kick you when you’re down. A lot of old ladies are still around after the death of their old man, even the brothers that weren’t well liked themselves. So, you can point fingers if that’s what it takes to get you through the day, Mona, but the fact is, if you get kicked out on the streets, you have no one to blame but yourself.”