Overhaul: (Boneyard Brotherhood MC Romance Book 1)

by Amber Burns

  “This how shit will be in ten years?” I asked a I took a sip of the brightly colored juice.

  “You expect this to last that long?”

  “I expect it to last longer, baby,” I didn’t look at her as I ate. “Gonna put a ring on it, remember?”

  She didn’t argue, instead she nodded. “Then that’s the way this will be. You going to complain?”

  “Nope.”

  We spent the day being lazy around one another, didn’t bother getting dressed and just lounged around. The kind of shit you want to do with your significant other. It was after lunch that things went from just being comfortable to frisky. Madi started out with just stroking my thigh then twisting so that she could kiss my neck, I let her. I wanted to see where this could go.

  Her hand skipped over the growing tent in my shorts and splayed on my stomach to toy with the line of hair that led down. Her fingers skimmed at the waistband before I decided to take some sort of action.

  “You really want to do this on the couch? Wouldn’t it be a better idea to do this in the bed?”

  She waited a bit before getting up and leaving me on the couch. I watched her go into the bedroom and I knew, fighting a grin, what she wanted. I got up and followed her, my excitement at the prospect of finally having sex after so long was pretty evident. She had the box of condoms out and on the bedside table. When she saw me enter, she didn’t wait for me. She tugged her shirt up and over her head, giving me a full view of just how beautiful she was.

  “Don’t tell me you intend to just stand there and stare at me,” she huffed lightly her hands fidgeting with her panties.

  “Leave them on,” I raised a hand to stop her. “I want to take those off.” I saw her eyes widen and I prowled forward. “But I want to just look at you and drink in how fucking gorgeous you are.” She shifted and before insecurities could get the better of her I cupped her face in both my hands, looking her in the eye. “You are fucking gorgeous.”

  I didn’t give her the chance to protest either. I caught her mouth and kissed her with a hungry I felt from the moment I first saw her. I could feel her wanting to get close, to press our bodies together.

  I wasn’t giving her what she wanted. I turned us and backed her up until she hit mattress. I left her mouth, tilting her head so that I could work my way down her neck. My hand drifted down to cup a breast, I brushed my thumb around her nipple until I felt it tighten I started to lean her back until she was resting on the bed. I followed the path my hand had gone until I reached the breast I had been fondling before. I traced the line of her breast with my tongue, teasing the underside until I swirled back around to the peak. I didn’t neglect the other breast, teasing the nipple until it tightened. Her hands were in my hair and they tugged me in the direction of her other breast, encouraging me to pay it equal amounts of attention.

  My free hand wormed its way into her panties and I mapped out her slick opening. She was already wet for me, that thought was enough to get my hard and I was ready to dive right in. But this was apart of the build up, not just for her. I enjoyed the flavor of her skin, the smell of her and her desire, the way that she clenched around my fingers when I pressed them into her, the soft gasps and low moans she made as I gave her pleasure. It all curled through my ears and into my brain then right down to my dick. With the way she arched and rolled her hips against my hand I knew that I wasn’t going to be able to wait much longer. I needed to have that sweet heat wrapped around me.

  I pulled away from her and used my free hand to get a condom out. Ripping it open with my teeth I gave the rubber a hard look to make sure it was good to go before I shucked off my boxers and rolled that bad boy on. I pulled my hand from between her thighs and tugged her panties away as I did. I had originally wanted to spread her out and having her cooing like she was while I tasted her, but that plan was tossed out the door. I had been wanting this girl so long that I couldn’t wait anymore now that she’s given me the go ahead.

  “C’mon baby, let’s get on the bed right.”

  She nodded, her face flushed and her eyes dilated. As soon as she was settled in the middle of the bed I prowled over her and settled down between her thighs. Her breasts pressed against my chest and her arms immediately when around my neck as I went to kiss her. The connection that existed between us seemed to intensify as soon as my cock pressed against her outer lips.

  Words bubbled up in me as I started to press into her, all the thoughts that circulated her seemed to well up like a pot ready to boil over. I thrust forward slowly and the sweet hold started to envelop me, giving under the pressure until I was fully seethed in her hold.

  “God,” I hissed out against her lips. “You feel so good, baby, so good.”

  I was a babbler, I won’t lie. Each time I pulled back then thrust back into her was accompanied by me telling her how beautiful she was and how much I loved the feel of her on my cock, not counting the barrier of the condom. I reached down to hitch one thigh over her my hip, she didn’t need a lot of prompting after that. Her legs wrapped around my waist and I tilted us so each thrust I made into her brought me deeper and deeper into her.

  Muscles spasms started, because of course they would assault me when I was in the middle of fucking a beautiful girl. I grimaced and managed to open my eyes so I could see her expression.

  “Not going to be able to go as long as I wanted.” I had to break it to her, because I either sped this up for us both to have a happy ending or I’d go soft and that would be embarrassing. I’ve had it happen before, part of the reason why it’s been a while.

  Her eyes fluttered open connected with mine, she nodded though it seemed like she was at a loss for words. I slipped a hand between us and started brushing my thumb over her clit, trying to press her along to that orgasm that I could feel squeezing me tighter.

  “Don’t hold out,” I begged. “I can’t much longer.”

  She cried out, her fingernails digging into my back and her cunt clenching around me so that I choked out a groan in response. I clenched my eyes closed as my vision started to swim, like I was actually being choked. I saw stars and tensed up as I exploded inside her, well close enough to inside her.

  “Fuck!” I curled my arms around her, managing a few more short thrusts before I was milked dry. “Fuck,” it was like a plea being ripped from me. I buried my face against her neck as the feelings shuddered through me. “I fucking love you.”

  Of course, reality didn’t crash back into me and let me know how fucking dumb I was. Not yet. We were both still drunk from sex that it probably hadn’t occurred to her what I said, much less me realizing it. The fact that I had managed to stay hard through the entire thing was saying something, I wanted to stay buried between her thighs and just live here. It felt so good and it seemed to take so little effort. But, I was sure she wouldn’t be able to take my full weight on her for too much longer. Not that I’m fat, two hundred pounds of mostly muscle, thanks.

  I turned us on our sides, unhooking her ankles so that I wasn’t putting unpleasant pressure on her. Then I relaxed and breathed in the musk that seemed to accompany a good fucking. And that was when reality hit me like a ton of bricks. I tensed and waited for her to react.

  Maybe she would ignore it? Did I want her to ignore it? Did I want her to acknowledge it?

  Fuck me! I told this girl I loved her! I knew I did, love her that is, I realized it Thursday night while she was nursing me back to health. But, I hadn’t planned on blurting it out like that and so soon.

  She rested against me and for a second I thought she might’ve fallen asleep. I felt for a moment like I dodged a bullet. I wasn’t sure if I should be relieved or disappointed though. Regardlesss, I was still fucking scared. Was I so much of a bitch that I’d tell her I loved her during sex all the time? I can’t imagine a chick complaining, but if she wasn’t ready to hear the words it might derail our short lived relationship.

  “You love me?” she questioned quietly.

  So much
for her being asleep.

  “Did you mean that?”

  I pulled away from her, swallowing hard as I met her big green eyes. “I uh… I really didn’t mean to say that,” I released a shaky breath. “But it was said. No point in trying to take it back. Yea,” I nodded and started to relax and accept my fate. “I love you.”

  If her eyes could get any bigger I would be surprised. I wasn’t sure if I should be afraid or not. My heart was thundering in my chest and I could barely hear anything past the rush of blood in my ears.

  “I’m not ready to say it back to you,” she admitted.

  That wasn’t rejection, was it?

  “I’m not going to kick you out,” she said slowly, senseing my fear. “I… I just didn’t expect you to get here so soon. I never thought I’d hear a man say that to me.”

  “Why not?”

  It didn’t make sense to me why she hadn’t heard those words before. She was beautiful, she was loving to me even though she hadn’t admitted to loving me. She seemed caring and had been open with me. Surely some jackass was able to see the prize that she was.

  “Because,” she looked away even though she rested against me. “I didn’t think I was good enough.”

  “That asshole’s loss in my gain,” I said and I tilted her chin so she was forced to look at me. “I only curse him for doing this to your self esteem. If you were still with him you wouldn’t be here with me. Then where would I be?”

  I didn’t give her the chance to dwell on it, I kissed her slowly to distract her and hoped I hadn’t royally fucked myself.

  11

  Despite my ill timed admission of love, I hadn’t completely tanked my chances with Madi. She didn’t send me home, which would have been hard to do seeing how my bike was still parked at the bar. She didn’t put me on the couch either. I still had the pleasure of being in her bed, wrapped around her. The first time we had sex wasn’t the last time either. On Saturday while we watched a movie, I’d mention the name but I forgot it, she started giving me the signals. She managed to get me up on two occasions, a record I hadn’t been able to get back to in four years. I had been glad to experiment with how responsive she would be in different positions, seeing how long I could last while thrusting into her from behind and then with her riding me from above. I don’t know which she enjoyed more but the latter seemed to make her more vocal.

  I could get used to waking up to her curled into me and being surrounded by her scent. I wanted to wake up like this everyday. Come Sunday though we had to go back to the real world. She had work to get back to and I couldn’t keep her with me forever. She took me back to the bar for my bike and we spent the rest of the day around people. People are over rated. Having sex in her bed is a much better idea if you ask me.

  “Whipped,” Jimmy sang out when I saw her off. “Pussy whipped in under a month. Goddamn, I need to revoke your man card.”

  “Man if you had the opportunity to get good pussy you’d be whipped, too,” I didn’t even pay him any mind. I wasn’t offended by what he said.

  “I ain’t seen you in days,” he pulled his wallet out and counted out a few bills. “Ted said you were damn near dead on Wednesday. You telling me you’ve spent the weekend being balls deep in that?”

  “Not giving you details,” though there was some definite satisfaction that I was feeling after my long weekend in Madi’s arms and bed.

  “That’s enough for me,” he offered me the money. “From Anthony. He was real happy with the work you did on that bike. He was talking about seeing about making arrangements to start bringing his friends bikes here if you’re interested in the extra money.”

  “I ain’t getting into illegal shit,” I said without looking at him. “And if you’re into shit without Teddy or Wilson knowing about it you could get into serious deep shit.”

  “Take the money,” he snapped. “And worry about your own broke ass.” I took the proffered money from him and met his glare with one of my own. “Mind your own Goddamn business and you ain’t got anything to worry about.”

  I stuffed the money into my pocket and nodded, even with the sour taste in my mouth. I gave him a dark look before going into the bar. I didn’t know what he was dealing in, but the answer was enough to confirm the fact that Teddy and Wilson weren’t involved. What kept me from going to them though was the fact I had nothing. I had a hunch and that was it. Maybe a little more than a hunch with what Anthony said to me.

  “Hey Cindy,” I wandered into the kitchen, watching her as she cleaned up the mess from dinner.

  “Hey pretty boy,” she said without even looking at me.

  “You gotta minute?” She stopped to look at me, her brows drawn down and her expression telling me I better have some good shit for interrupting her. “I have a hunch that shit is gonna go down. Do I follow it? Do I tell Teddy about it? Or do I keep my nose clean?”

  “You’re asking me for advice?” she looked surprised, like she didn’t expect me to do something like that.

  “This is on the basis that you’re smarter than me,” I figure buttering her up was the best idea. Because there were a few different ways to take this and I hadn’t figured out the best way to go about this.

  Her lips twisted up to one side and she gave me a hard look, like she didn’t take me seriously. ‘If you’re serious,” she started then went back to work at cleaning up the kitchen. I helped by drying whatever she handed me since I was distracted. “You need to ask yourself a few questions. Does it concern the club? If it does then you need to talk to Teddy,” she didn’t even hesitate with that. “If it doesn’t concern the club and this is some kind of shit you’ve gotten in with that girl, like done something stupid and knock her up, I’m going to cut off your balls and serve them for dinner tomorrow. Madison is too good for you to ruin.”

  “First,” I couldn’t keep from sounding insulted. “I wrapped shit up. Second, I don’t want to fuck up shit with Madi. That’s gold and I know it. I’m not that fucking stupid.”

  “Well, good,” she handed me a heavy skillet that I nearly dropped. “I like her, it’s not everyday one of you brats bring something good in here. She’s not an old lady.”

  “So you’re telling me not to make her my old lady?”

  “Are you in that deep, boy?”

  I grimaced, if there was anyone that could give me solid advice it was probably Cindy. “I told her I loved her,” I admitted and I couldn’t look at her. I knew how much an ass I sounded like. I had only been with the girl for two weeks and I’d already dropped the L word.

  “Wow,” she stopped what she was doing and I knew she was staring at me. “You meant it, too, didn’t you?” I still couldn’t look at her, but I nodded. What was the point in denying it? “The look on your face, boy. I guess I can see it. She’s a sweetheart.” She went back to cleaning, “Hold onto her, buddy. If she didn’t kick you out on your ass when you said that she probably feels the same.”

  “Can’t just be that I’m good at throwing dick?”

  “I doubt it,” she took the towel from me. “If you feel like you need validation you’re not going to get it here. If your gut is telling you something you should follow it. Just don’t go wrong by that girl, getting too serious too quick might scare her off. Quit being stupid.”

  “Now you’re asking too much,” I huffed for show, she and I had a banter going that I couldn’t ruin because I felt vulnerable. “I was thinking about getting a ring, I gotta start saving for it now.”

  “Get your ass out of here if you’re not going to listen to me,” she commanded and popped me in the ass with the towel.

  At first I didn’t think she gave me anything I could use. My gut was telling me something, though. It was time I followed it.

  12

  I decided that from now on I’d be keeping a closer eye on Jimmy. Unfortunately, for me, Teddy and Wilson had patched Jimmy into the club while I had been enjoying my weekend with Madi. I found it out the hard way when I went to have a talk wit
h them on Monday morning.

  “The fuck have you been?” Wilson snapped when I came into sit in front of the desk.

  “Wednesday fucked me up, I was down and out for a few days,” it wasn’t a lie.

  “Down and out with that girl?” Teddy asked, because damn him he saw straight through me.

  I shrugged, no point and hiding it. “Yea. You going to rail me for it?”

  Wilson snorted and shook his head. Teddy on the other hand gave me a nod, like he knew that shit I’d been through for the last few years.

  “Did you want something?” Teddy asked curiously.

  “What’re your thoughts on us doing side jobs?”

  “Side jobs?” Wilson asked with a raised eyebrow. “Boy, don’t you start being stupid on me. You know what you’re talking about when you say side job?”

  All these people implying that I was stupid, I grimaced at him and tried to keep it from getting me. I scratched my jaw as I eyed the other man.