Resistance (The Chicago Defiance MC Series Book 1)

by K E Osborn

  She begins to chuckle against my lips, and it’s enough to make me pull back and look at her breaking the kiss.

  Raising my brow, I smirk. “Something funny, foxy?”

  She shakes her head biting her bottom lip timidly and sighs. “It’s just, with you, I can’t seem to control myself.”

  I move in and nip at her neck making her squirm against me. “I don’t see that as a bad thing.”

  She giggles again, and I grind my semi-hard cock into her pussy which is pressed against the seam of my pants. “Well, it is when we need to talk before we go to the bedroom.”

  Raising my head, I raise my brow. “Bedroom first, then talking,” I grunt, and she unwraps her legs from around me, sliding down my body with a smile.

  “No, talking first, like adults… then bedroom.” She pushes on my shoulder, making me take a step back as she walks past me pulling her robe around her more as she walks to the loveseat.

  I clear my throat while rearranging my cock in my pants and crack my neck to the side. “I do believe I gave you pretty clear instructions when I left you at the store, foxy.”

  She raises her brow and smirks. “Right, the whole ‘be naked when you get here’ thing?”

  I look at her robe and raise my brow stalking toward her. “Yes, I do believe you’re breaking my rule.”

  She lets out an all too fake gasp as she begins to untie her robe, and I can’t help but look at the drawstring as her fingers loop through it. “Oh, no, whatever will I do about that?” she mocks in an all too innocent voice as I step closer, watching her every move as she unthreads her robe and then slides one side open to reveal her naked breast.

  I pull in a sharp inhale as my cock hardens even further.

  “Good girl.” I tilt my head gesturing for her to take the rest off, and she obliges peeling off the robe, leaving her beautiful, flushed, perfect body sitting cross-legged on the loveseat for me.

  “I obeyed your rule, Torque. Now you obey mine.”

  I cock my head. “Ahhh… what rule?”

  “We talk first.”

  I let out a stifled laugh and rearrange my cock again as I keep my eyes on her perfect pussy. “You expect me to talk to you while you sit there fuckin’ naked?”

  “Mm-hmm…” Her tone high pitched as she curls a strand of hair around her fingers. It makes my cock ache so bad, but if I’m going to do this fucking relationship thing, I guess I have to try this whole give-and-take scenario she has going on. All I know is once we’ve finished talking, I’m going to fuck her like she fucking deserves.

  “Fine.” Sitting down next to her I purposely look straight ahead. But the foxy devil throws her legs over mine, her silky smooth bare legs drape right over my cock. I shake my head as I look down at her smirking face, and I chuckle knowing this is her version of payback for me demanding she be naked when I get here. I’m going to have my hands full with her. The problem is, the idea of her fighting me at every turn excites the hell out of me. I’m so screwed.

  “So, babe. How did you go finding out who the Ishikawa are?” she asks seeming genuinely interested.

  Taking a deep breath, I look at her perfect tits then up to her eyes. For this conversation to take place, another one has to first.

  This is going to get real serious fast.

  I reach out grabbing her hand, and her bright smile falls, obviously knowing our little back and forth is over and the real talking is going to begin.

  She swallows hard, and I let out a long sigh.

  “Okay… I need you to make a choice. If you’re with me, I mean really with me in this as in you’re my girl, I need to know now there’s no backing out. I wanna put a claim on you, Heeley. I want you to be my Old Lady. That means wearing my property patch. Belonging to me. Being part of the club. If you’re mine, you’ll be the head of the women in the club. They will respect you, and you’ll lead them. It’s a lot to take on, but I know if anyone can do it, Heeley… you can. But I’m not gonna stake a claim on you if you don’t want it.”

  A slow smile creeps up on her face, and her body relaxes against mine. “I’m sorry for taking time away from you. I think seeing all your brothers with bullet holes, and the chaos that ensued… it threw me. My life’s always been simple, but on the other hand, I’ve always sought something more…” she pauses looking me in the eyes, “… and with you, I can have more. Sure, it’s going to be dangerous. I’m going to have to cover my tracks with my job, and I know I’m going to have to look over my shoulder. But the thing is, with that, I know without a doubt you’ll be there to back me up. You’ll be by my side to help me through anything I need.”

  I nod. “Always and without question.”

  She grins and tightens her hand in mine. “Then, yes, Torque… claim me.”

  My chest fills with pride as I rush forward and press my lips to hers strongly. Her hands thrust up into my hair as my free hand moves to her tit, and I give it a tight squeeze making her moan into my mouth. Her tongue collides with mine, and fuck do I want to take this further, but her promise of talking has gotten into my head, and I know our chat isn’t finished, and we have a long night ahead of us.

  Fucking can wait.

  I pull back from her, pinching her nipple as she smirks at me, and I bite her bottom lip and shake my head. “Fuckin’ hell, Heeley. You know how to make a man happy.”

  She runs her hand up and down my arm and smiles. “You make me happy, Rylan. But I want you to know something…” I glance at her and raise my brow in curiosity as she continues, “… it’s more than okay for you to still love Zoey.”

  My shoulders slump, and I glance into her eyes, they’re calm and completely serious. “Heeley—”

  “No, listen… I know with a little more time, your heart is big enough to love us both. I don’t need you to stop loving her to love me. I don’t want you to stop loving her, Ry. Not at all, okay? She was far too important to you, and that’s not what I’m about. There’s room for both of us in your heart.”

  My stomach swarms with warmth, and I take a breath before I can find the strength to talk. “There’s absolutely room for you both. I’m already making plans in my head for us, Heeley. I wanna settle down with you. Have kids. I wanna do the family thing. I know it comes with its own set of dangers, but I’ll always take care of you. You might not like the fact you’ll occasionally have a tail on you. Or that you’ll sometimes be on lockdown. But it’ll always be in the best interest of you and your family… our family.”

  She smiles at me and nods. “I know I’ll be a brat about it sometimes, and we’ll fight. We’ll argue about Zane following me—”

  I laugh tilting my head. “You’ve noticed him, have you?”

  She raises her brow. “Kinda. He’s not as stealthy as he thinks he is. But my point is that it will be like a normal couple just arguing over slightly less normal stuff. I know we can do this, Torque. If we work together.”

  My chest swells, and I lean in pecking her lips once more before I get back to the task at hand. “So, before I can answer your question about the Ishikawa, I need you to answer something for me.”

  She nods and looks in my eyes.

  “Remember the two choices I told you about? When you’re an Old Lady, you either know it all, or you opt to know nothing…” She hesitates but nods. “You have to make that choice now, Heeley.”

  She takes a deep breath but looks directly into my eyes. I see no hesitation, no fear, no concern as she answers, “Tell me everything.”

  I have to admit, I’m surprised by her answer. I was sure she would go the other way. “Are you sure? This will make you liable in everything we do.”

  She sits closer to me and nods. “I understand. But Rylan, I want to be with you, and I want to know everything that’s happening with you. How am I supposed to support and guide you through things if I have no idea what’s going on? I understand the risks, and I’m willing to take them… for you… for the club.”

  Her last two words are the re
al kicker.

  She mentioned she would do it for the club, not just for me.

  Holy fuck!

  She is a real Old Lady.

  How the hell did I get so fucking lucky?

  Shaking my head, I smile so wide I feel like I might actually burst.

  “Fuck, woman, you can’t talk like that and expect me not to wanna fuck you right here, right now.” I lean over her, and she places her hands on my chest stopping me, and I groan as she chuckles pushing me back in place.

  “Soon, Ry. Soon. Keep your cock in check. Ishikawa… I’m dying over here. Tell your Old Lady what happened.”

  My lip turns up in a sly smile. “I like that, my Old Lady.”

  She snaps her fingers in front of my face with a beaming smile. “Focus, Torque.” She laughs.

  “Right.” I slide my hand between her thighs, and up, so it sits right at the edge of her pussy making her shift slightly. “We went to retrieve our guns which were taken. Ace’s tracker was still pinging, and we had the location. We knew Enzo didn’t have the guns, but we wanted to see who did. Anyway, when we got there, it was just a shipping container with no fuckers guarding it. That should have been our first fuckin’ clue something was up.”

  She furrows her brows but continues to listen intently.

  “We were so close to getting our gun shipment back, but six cars showed up with men hanging out of them with motherfuckin’ rifles, just like when we thought the Andrettis were attacking us. Who weren’t, by the way. But I’ll tell you about that later. So, anyway, they were hanging out of their Lamborghini’s aiming their fuckin’ rifles at us, so we had to stand down.”

  “Shit.”

  I nod and tighten my hand in hers. “That’s not all. The leader of the group got out of his car. Came the fuck over and introducing himself as Aiko Ishikawa… from the Yakuza.”

  Her eyes open wide as she sits up taller and looks at me deadpan. “Umm… that’s bad, right?”

  I nod and let out an exhale. “Yeah, baby, that’s bad. Long story short, he’s got our guns, and after we had a little help getting control of the situation, he informed us politely, I might add, that he’s gonna take over Chicago, then the rest of the American underworld, and we have to basically step in line.”

  “Oh, hell, no,” she bursts out, shocking me. “You can’t let these Japanese idiots take over our streets. He’s the one who tried to take over my parents’ shop, right?”

  I nod and pull her by her hips, so she’s straddling me as she looks down into my eyes. “Baby, trust me when I say Ishikawa will not get Fox Froyo Bar if it fuckin’ kills me.”

  She relaxes against me threading her fingers through the hair at the nape of my neck. “Thank you.”

  Waggling my eyebrows, I glance down at her tits and then back up to her eyes. “I know a way you can thank me… are we done talking?”

  She giggles and nods dramatically.

  I let out a long huff. “Thank fuck for that.”

  She lunges at me straddling me on the loveseat, her lips force to mine. I don’t hesitate and shove that fucking robe off her shoulders making it fall to the floor leaving her completely naked on top of me. Just the way she should be. She grinds her pussy down on my cock as it strains like a caged animal under my pants, and I groan as my hand moves into her hair kissing her forcefully. The other slides down between us, pressing on her swollen nub, making her whimper at my touch.

  She’s so wet for me already.

  I fucking own this woman.

  She rocks back and forth against my hand, making it hard for me to touch her, but fuck me, if her getting worked up like this doesn’t make me almost come in my goddamn pants. Her kiss is intense, passionate, and she needs me just like I fucking need her.

  As I circle her clit, it pulses against my thumb, and I press harder. Biting her bottom lip, taking my aggression up a notch, she moans into my mouth as she throws her head back in pleasure. Her hands rest on my shoulders as she rides out the waves of pleasure crashing through her.

  “Oh God, Ry.”

  Hearing her say my name—my actual name—makes my cock throb so hard, and it’s taking everything in me not to roll her over and shove my cock in her right now. But I need her to get there first. I know she’s close. Her nails are digging into my shoulders, and her eyes clench closed so tight as her hips rock against my hand.

  One of her hands reaches up racing through her hair, the ripples of pleasure crash through her as she screams out, her body convulsing on top of me. I slide forward taking her nipple into my mouth biting hard as she works through her orgasm.

  I don’t give her time to recover as I pick her up and throw her down onto the loveseat beneath me. She’s panting for breath as she falls from her high. I kneel above her and frantically battle with my belt and jeans to undo them, not bothering with my shirt or cut. I need in her, now. I yank my pants and briefs down just enough to get my cock out and lean over her.

  Her legs wrap instinctively around me, and I line my tip up with her entrance, grabbing her wrist and slamming it above her head at the same time I thrust up inside of her. Her head snaps to the side moaning out in pleasure as my cock wraps in her silky warmth making me almost come instantly.

  I still for a moment as she continues to pant, and I shake my head, leaning my forehead down on hers taking a breath. “Fuck, woman.”

  She looks into my eyes and smiles pressing her lips to mine, and I begin to move inside her. Pushing up, then pulling back, rotating, and then thrusting back up inside of her.

  Hard.

  Unrelenting.

  Fast.

  And she fucking loves it.

  Her walls clamp down on my cock sending a shudder right down my spine. I groan into her mouth as she rocks with me, meeting me thrust for thrust.

  She gives as good as she gets.

  This woman!

  I have no idea what it is about Heeley, but she feels like nothing I’ve felt before. She’s like my very own fucking heaven, and I can’t get enough of her. Thrusting inside her, my balls tighten and squeeze. The pressure building is immense as a tingle runs down the base of my spine. I’m so fucking close as she arches her back, her pussy clamping around me, and she begins to shudder.

  “Come for me, Heeley,” I demand, and she whimpers as she rocks with me. Our bodies slapping together like untamed beasts.

  Sweat trickles down my back as I thrust into her. My balls pull up letting me know I’m right there.

  She clenches her eyes tight as the nails from her free hand dig into my shoulder blade. “Ry,” she screams as her pussy tightens, and she shudders making my cock jolt with the spasm. My balls pull up so tight, I groan at the feeling.

  I clench my eyes shut as the feeling washes over me like a hot flash sending my entire body into a cold sweat. Light flashes behind my eyes, and I let out a deep, throaty groan as I lean down taking the skin of her neck as my victim.

  She moans as I unload inside of her, the pressure of my load strong as I groan out a low rumble through my chest while she falls from our joined high.

  My body sags on top of her, but I try my best not to squash her as I keep my face in her neck, letting go of her wrist as her hands move straight to my back rubbing gently up and down.

  She’s fucking everything.

  I have no words for this woman.

  As I lay here trying to gather myself, she lets out a contented sigh.

  I finally look up and gaze into her brilliant green eyes and grin like a fucking schoolboy. “Fuck, Heeley. We need to do this… All. The fuckin’. Time,” I say succinctly, so she gets the message.

  She laughs and brings her hand up to the side of my face smiling wide at me. “It’s going to be hard with me being at college all day and then at the hospital during the evenings, and with you living at the club and me here.”

  Raising my brow, I look at her and smile. “Then you move to the clubhouse. You’re my Old Lady now. You should be with me anyway.”

  She snor
ts and shakes her head. “I can’t live at the club, Torque. Going to be a doctor… remember?”

  Nodding, I let out a heavy sigh and then tilt my head. “Easy. I’ll get us a place. By the club. That’s a given. But somewhere you can make a respectable home for a doctor and her old man, and we can live there together.”

  She opens her eyes wide and looks up at me, her eyes sparkle and glisten like she’s about to cry.

  Fuck.

  “Rylan, you really want us to move in together?” her voice is barely a whisper.

  I smile and look deeper into her eyes. “Yeah, baby. You’re my Old Lady. You belong with me. If you can’t be at the club, which I understand, then I need to be with you in a house near the club. As long as they can reach me, and I’m within a short distance, it’s workable.”

  Her bottom lip trembles and she rushes forward pressing her lips to mine as I smile and kiss her back. My cock hardens again while it’s still inside of her.

  She breaks free and chuckles slightly shaking her head at me. “Yeah. Let’s do it.”

  Grinning wide, I chuckle. “Oh, foxy, you didn’t really have a choice. But I’m glad you’re onboard.”

  She scoffs shoving me in the chest playfully as I chuckle and lean in pressing my lips to hers while I grind into her, preparing to start this all over again.

  TORQUE

  Leaving Heeley this morning was hard. But spending last night with her was the best time of my life. Sure, I’ve had a chance at love before. I’ll never forget or dishonor Zoey. She was my everything. But the emotions I feel for Heeley seem different somehow. I loved Zoey when I was young, we were juveniles.

  This feels…

  I don’t know.

  I might be talking out of my ass.

  It’s not love, not yet, it’s too fucking soon for that. But I know we’re definitely headed in that direction. She’s perfect for me, in every single way, and this time I’m going to make this last. I won’t let anything get in my fucking way.

  As my brothers and I ride to meet with Enzo and the Andrettis in The Heart of Italy, a feeling washes over me that I haven’t felt in a long time.