by K E Osborn
She pulls her bat up at the ready, and I mirror her movements. I swing for the dinner plates, they crash as Oakley goes to town on the glassware. Crockery flies all across the room as we both let the anger that is our lives take control. We smash, crash, and annihilate every single item in the room until the place is a freaking mess.
I’m panting and puffing. The only things remaining are the two statues.
We look at each other, smile, then race toward them, both letting loose on the ceramic statues. My anger boils over thinking of how I let myself get into this situation with Anna. How I let her become this way. All my frustration leaves the end of the bat as I smash the head off the statue. It disintegrates into a pile of dust, then I aim for the body, angry at myself.
Oakley is working on hers, no doubt picturing Rage as she slams into it hard and fast.
We both land one final blow to the statue, and the room is complete. With it, I let out a long gust of air feeling freer than when I came in here. As I drop the bat to rest on my foot, I let out a small laugh.
Oakley pulls up her mask with a giggle. “Man, that was so much fun. I feel so alive, it’s like every inch of my skin is tingling.”
I know what she means. The adrenaline is coursing through my veins. Who knew letting all that anger out could be so… arousing. Damn! I turn to Oakley, drop my bat, the same time lifting my mask and stride to her with purpose. Her eyes widen, but she doesn’t have time to say anything as my arm loops around her waist pulling her to me.
My lips slam to hers, and she giggles against my lips, and our tongues dance against each other’s as I back her up against the table. She drops her bat, her fingers looping around my neck as she kisses me with so much passion, I wish it weren’t a disaster zone in here, or I would take her on the floor right now. My cock hardens, my hands snake down to her ass, pulling her closer to me while she moans into my mouth.
A sudden knock sounds at the door. “Hey! Hey… stop that! No fornication in the smash rooms!”
We break our kiss, both of us chuckling as we turn, the kid from the front is staring at us in shock.
So, I grab Oakley’s hand, leading her to the door. “C’mon, let’s get the hell out of here.”
We make our way out to the hall, strip off the white suit, then rush out of the building in hysterics. It’s like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders as I grab Oakley, pulling her to me once again. I can’t keep my damn hands off her. “That was…”
“Hot,” she replies.
I grab hold of her waist, taking her around the side of the building into the alley, my eyes locking with hers as I press her against the wall, the tension building between us as I slide a strand of hair away from her face.
She’s so fucking gorgeous.
Carefree and happy.
For the first time in days, I feel the same. Like a massive weight has been lifted, and right now, all I want is her. I lean in, the rush of energy making me move fast as I kiss her like I mean it—strong and passionate, my tongue going rogue with hers, my hands running up and down her body just needing to touch her. I don’t know what the fuck happened in that room, but my libido is in overdrive. I don’t think I can stop this ride I’m on.
My lips leave hers, trailing kisses down her throat. Her golden-brown eyes meet mine, so desperate and full of want. I can’t believe the first time I’m going to touch her is going to be in an alley, but I can’t stop this now.
A massive smile sweeps across her face as I lunge forward, crashing my lips to hers. There’s no controlling her as her hands reach out pulling at my shirt. I chuckle into her mouth as she pulls me closer.
Oakley’s fingers run under my shirt, my abs rippling with her delicate touch. Her other hand runs up and down my bicep, our tongues strive for each other’s, making sure to dance in endless rhythm.
I grind my fully hard cock into her abdomen which causes her to moan into my mouth. Her body trembles as I reach for her jeans, undoing the button, followed by the zipper, then I tuck my fingers inside the waistband, and tug them down with her panties in one swoop.
Oakley drags her bottom lip into her mouth as I kiss her knee and trail upward, then I kneel.
My fingers run up the insides of her thighs tickling and teasing her before my eyes shift up to find her hooded and filled with such intense lust I almost come on the spot like a damn teenager.
“Spread your legs, Oakley,” I demand.
Her chest heaves as she does what I ask while I kneel between them on the concrete. Even though technically I haven’t touched her yet, I’m rock hard with anticipation.
Oakey’s arms move back against the bricks.
I’m glad we’re down the alley far enough so no one can see her fucking glorious body. But honestly, I don’t care right now. All I care about is that I’m about to devour every inch of her. Oakley’s eyes exude lust, letting me know she’s right in this with me. Fuck, if I’m not going to enjoy every second of this.
I can’t wait.
My hands run up her thighs as she tries to calm her rapid breathing.
“Keep your eyes on mine, Oakley. I want you to see what I do to you and what you do to me. Okay?”
She nods as I lean in kissing her thigh. The warmth of her skin makes my cock ache with need as she wriggles against me in obvious desire. My kisses trail further and further up her thigh, slowly, ever so slowly, closer, inching to where I want to be.
Her chest heaves, her muscles clench as my lips inch further toward her center. Oakley’s teeth bear down on her bottom lip as she writhes against the bricks with the anticipation I’m building inside of her. I kiss higher and higher, getting right to the top of her thigh, then I move. Her chest is panting frantically with her breathing as my lips finally reach the destination where I so desperately need them to be.
As soon as my tongue flicks out teasing her clit, she gasps, and her head falls back against the wall with a moan. I circle on her clit as my hands gently massage her thighs working her up. She tastes like heaven, and as my cock hardens so fucking hard, I can barely think straight.
My fingers slide to her opening, caressing and teasing as her hips start to move against my mouth.
Needy woman.
Gliding a finger inside, I work her with my finger and tongue, ramping her up to new heights. She writhes and moans with pleasure in response, assuring me I’m pressing all the right spots.
Her hands move from supporting herself against the wall to running over my head.
I circle harder with my tongue, moving my finger in just the right way to make her moan out, probably a little too loudly for public displays of indecency.
Oakley’s body quivers, shaking as she closes her eyes. Her body tenses as she cries out loud.
Beads of sweat form on my temple while I shudder and groan in lust as she comes hard against my mouth. I grip onto her leg as it trembles, beginning to waver.
Easing my finger from inside her, I stand just in time to catch Oakley as she stumbles into my arms. I chuckle, pinning her back against the wall, her wrists locked in my tight grip. Her hooded eyes brace with mine as she pants for heady breaths.
“You taste so fucking good.” I swipe my mouth with my forearm, then lean in kissing her passionately.
“I look forward to returning the favor. But I swear if you don’t fuck me after that, I’m gonna need to go back into the smash lab to ease this pressure,” she teases.
I lean in running my nose along her neck. “Then I’m gonna fuck you real good!”
Soft whimpers echo from her lips as I move my mouth to her neck, biting and sucking on her skin. She likes that, so I bite down harder as I feel her muscles tense. Her body shudders, and her hands ball into fists. Oakley moans, throwing her head against the wall.
“Hold on,” I tell her as I quickly undo my pants, letting them drop to the ground.
She pants for breath as my cock throbs so fucking hard, I’m worried it might explode if I don’t fuck her right now. Lifting her t
high, I wrap her leg around me, giving me better access. Lining my cock with her pussy, I don’t wait for her approval before I slam inside her. My free hand moves to her wrist, pinning her back against the wall. She gasps out a moan as I still, taking a much-needed moment to calm myself.
Oakley feels so fucking good that if I move right now, I’m going to come.
Her eyes meet mine—a moment passes between us—and tightness grips my chest so intensely, it’s hard to breathe. She’s so fucking sexy like this.
My need to move intensifies so I raise our joined hands above her head. The nails of her free hand dig into my back. Not hard, but more than enough to leave marks, and I take pleasure from that action.
My eyes bore into hers as I pull back thrusting up again. Moving quickly now, I fuck her, hard.
She moans in delight, meeting me thrust for thrust.
My dirty girl likes it rough.
Pleasure rolls through me as she wriggles, so my fingers around her wrist squeeze a little harder. Her pussy walls clamp down around my throbbing cock as I slide inside her deeper, harder, faster.
Excitement bubbles inside me that this kind of fucking turns her on.
My skin drips in sweat from our frantic movements.
Oakley clenches her eyes as she pants hard, my lips trailing firm kisses down her jaw, adding to the stimulation for her. Thrusting harder into her, I move my hand between us to her clit where I work it in circles. She’s so responsive, moaning as her body moves up and down against the wall with each thrust.
The pressure builds inside me. Her muscles clench around my cock when I bite her collarbone. She groans out a gasp of delight.
I push up, circling my thumb on her clit one last time. My hand around her wrist presses just a little bit harder, forcing her to gasp. My adrenaline spikes, her eyes clench shut as her muscles spasm, her back arching off the wall. Her body shudders as she moans so fucking loud, I’m sure passersby on the street can hear us. She writhes as she explodes in the most earth-shattering climax I’ve ever had from a woman.
Oakley’s pussy clamps down on my cock making me gasp. Heat washes over me from head to toe. Having her shatter around me has my balls pulling up immediately. The tingle starts from my toes, working their way up as pins and needles surge through my body. I tighten my grip on her wrist as my balls pull up so fucking tight, and I explode deep inside of her.
“Fucking Christ,” I groan, moving my palm out onto the wall beside her head, needing something to keep me upright.
Her hands slide out, caressing up and down my body as I jolt from the aftereffects of my high.
Letting out a long, drawn-out sigh, I press my forehead against hers, panting for much-needed oxygen. Oakley’s hands smooth along my back as I move my fingers up to her face.
“That was fucking...” I let out a long exhale, “… mind-blowing.”
Her hazy eyes meet mine. “Earth-shattering.”
“Fuck! I wanted to kiss you ever since I saw you, but I’ve wanted to do that even more.”
“I’ve never been one for fucking in alleys. But hey, if it’s like this every time, then I just may be a convert.”
A deep guttural groan leaves my chest as I smash my lips to hers.
Panting as I come down from the insatiable high, I kiss her much softer than from moments before. The kiss is tender as my fingers gently caress her cheek. She’s smiling against my lips, and I pull back, my hazy lust-filled eyes meeting hers as I let out a contented sigh. “That was far better than I expected it to be.”
“That was everything I expected and more.”
Finally, I lean back, pulling out of her, then bend down to draw up her panties and jeans. She wriggles them up, then I work on mine.
“You ready to go back home? We shouldn’t be out with Rage after you.”
“Can we make one more stop?”
“Where?”
“The pharmacy? I need the morning-after pill. I haven’t been sexually active since Rage, so there’s been no need to protect myself.”
“Shit, I wasn’t thinking.”
“I got caught up, too. Are you…”
“Clean? Yeah. You?”
“Yeah. Glad we cleared that awkwardness up.”
I chuckle. “C’mon, let’s go to Cherry’s pharmacy.”
She leans in kissing me. “It was worth it, though. Even with having to face the embarrassment at the pharmacy, I’d do it again to experience that first with you.”
I pull her to me in a tight embrace. “Well, that won’t be our last time, I promise.”
“Good to know. I better get on the monthly pill then, too.”
I reach out for her hand, our fingers lacing together as we make our way to my ride. Everything feels fucking perfect when we get into this zone. It’s like we work better when our frustrations are at an all-time high. It’s probably dangerous, but it seems to be working for us. I tighten my hand in hers as we round the corner and walk straight into a hard chest.
“Shit…” I stop talking when I notice who the fucker is.
His eyes focus on Oakley, and an evil glint lights his eyes. “Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged out, a little toy for me to play with,” Rage jests as his hand comes out, sweeping a strand of just-fucked hair away from Oakley’s face.
She swats at his hand as I pull her behind me. “Don’t fucking touch her.”
Rage snorts out a laugh. “I’ve had my fill of touching her, Neon. Plus, I said the next time I saw her, I was going to kill her, so…” He pulls out a long knife then points it directly at us. I don’t hesitate, drawing out my gun and aiming it.
Rage chuckles, tilting the knife back and forth like he’s studying the steel. “They always say… don’t bring a knife to a gunfight. Honestly, I had no clue I was going to run into you tonight. By all accounts, this is a chance meeting, believe it or not.”
I furrow my brows. “Speak English, Rage.”
He scoffs, sliding his knife back into his sheath. “Seems you get another free pass. I’m not prepared for this to end here tonight. I have much better plans for you, Oakley.”
Snorting out a laugh, I unclick my safety. “What you’re really saying is you don’t have the backing and protection of your asshole brothers, so you’re backing down.”
Rage takes a step forward, so I tilt my gun at him menacingly. His eyes narrow on the tip of the chamber, and he huffs. “I’m saying I have a bigger plan. This isn’t part of it.”
“And why shouldn’t I just kill you where you stand? End this bullshit right here on this sidewalk?”
Rage chuckles while shaking his head. “You can’t, and you know it. A war with the Heathens…” he laughs maniacally, “… you want my entire club coming after you for killing their president in cold, heartless, meaningless blood?”
My body floods red hot in undeniable anger.
He’s right.
So, fucking right.
I can’t kill him.
No matter how much I want to.
A war with the Heathens is not something I can inflict on Defiance. It’s not sanctioned by the club, either.
“Then you better turn your ass around and get the fuck out of here, Rage.”
He grins, his eyes focusing on Oakley, then he leans in, sniffing her. “I love the stench of sex on you, Nic. It’s such a turn-on.” He licks his lips, grabs his crotch, rearranging it, then turns, sauntering off down the road whistling as he goes.
He’s a brave man turning his back to me, but the damn truth of the matter is he knows he has me over a barrel. I can’t shoot him in his back even though I want to more than any fucking thing because I won’t risk a damn club rivalry war.
“Motherfucker,” I murmur to myself.
Oakley cuddles into my side. “Why is he everywhere?”
“I don’t know. But we must be more fucking careful from now on. He wants to find a way to get you alone. We can’t give him an easy way to do that, and we won’t. I’ll protect you, Oakley.”
“Agreed… let’s head back.”
As the moon lights the darkened night sky, I grab her hand, and we walk quickly. It makes me think with Rage rolling over so easily like this, that everything is going to be all right. That he’s all talk.
But then again, it’s generally when everything’s falling into place that something catastrophic happens, so I better keep my guard up.
Because with the Heathens on our tail, the Baroness making herself known, Anna on the warpath, and Damir locked away at the clubhouse, who knows what hell is about to rain down on us?
NEON
A Few Days Later
Needing to test out the purity samples of the Snow White tablets, a few of us are at the Slaver’s warehouse. The results come up eighty-six-point-seven percent pure. The exact same percentage as the product Cherry and I produce.
River raises a brow at me in question, and I shrug. “It’s good, man. Your guys have matched it perfectly.”
River pats Yong-rae on the shoulder. “I knew you could do it.”
Yong-rae simply nods his head as Zero rolls his shoulders. “Then, we’re clear to go from here, Neon?”
I bow my head. “As far as I can tell, it’s all systems go.”
Standing with his chest puffed, River places his hand out to shake Zero’s. You can tell he is beaming with pride as they shake to close the deal.
“There’s one stipulation, though,” Zero adds. River drops his smile, listening intently. “I want Neon and Texas to go with the first batch. We don’t want the Militia intercepting it on the way.”
River dips his chin. “Of course. We’ll package this up and ship it out now. Are you and Texas ready to go, Neon?”
“I got nowhere else to be,” I tell River. “Actually, I’ll help you pack the stock.”
Zero slaps my back as everyone moves off to get to work.