Club Comrade

by Michael James

  I gave up on finding her a long time ago. I often wondered where she disappeared to or even if she went back to the bridge where I found her. I pictured her a thousand times up on that ledge jumping off into the raging river below. I wanted to get sick each time I saw that image in my mind. It was hard to deal with not knowing if I truly saved her life that day.

  I lay down on the bed. Cole is on one side of my chest and I motion for Carmen to join us. She curls her body to mine. Her cheek rests opposite of Cole's. She stares at our sleeping son.

  “You never told me the reason you were going to jump. Was it because of your father?”

  “Yes. I tried to pack a bag a few days before that one. I wanted to leave and get out from under his roof. He found out that I was leaving and that I had found an apartment. He told me I would never leave until he was ready for me to leave. I couldn't take being under his control anymore. I figured the only way I could escape him was to end my life. He's a very controlling man.”

  “Did you try and escape when you were pregnant?”

  “I couldn't. He had his men watching my every move. I begged and pleaded with his men to just let me slip away, but they know better than to cross him.”

  “I was broken inside the day I saw you standing on that railing. My parents died in an accident a week and a half before that day. If you jumped, I was going to jump too. You say I saved your life. In a way you saved mine too. You gave me the courage I needed to go back home after the loss of my parents. I wanted to put you on the back of my bike and take you with me. When you did my tattoo, you talked about how important it was to you. I didn't think I could take you away from it.” Carmen lifts her head; her eyes are filled with tears. I watch one drip out onto her lower lash and down her cheek, followed by another one. “I'm never letting you go again, Carmen. After I take care of your father, we will be together, the three of us. Fate brought us back together and I'll do whatever it takes to keep us that way.”

  Cole stirs on top of me and rolls off my chest. Carmen plays with his curls. “Does he know you’re his dad?”

  “Not yet. Will he even understand it?”

  “I don't know.”

  Carmen pushes off the bed and straddles my body. She locks her eyes on mine, rocks her hips, and my shaft grows hard. She then undoes my jeans. She lifts up and slides her panties to the side. I hold my cock as she lowers herself on my manhood. God her pussy feels good clinging to my cock.

  Carmen moves her body taking me all inside, then sliding to the tip. I reach up under her shirt, twisting and twerking her nipples. She closes her eyes. “Look at me, Baby, as you pleasure yourself.”

  She rides my cock until she falls to my chest orgasming. She bites into my flesh to quiet her moans. I grip onto to her ass, thrusting from the bottom. “Faster,” she moans out in a whisper. I fill her with my cum again. I leave my shaft stuffed inside her. I want every drop to stay inside her.

  Closing my eyes, I hold her in my embrace. I think about learning her father is responsible for the death of my parents. I will get him if it's the last thing I do. I am going to make him suffer like he did to my parents and for what he did to Carmen and my son. I just might dig the grave myself to know he'll never be above dirt again.

  I try to stop thinking about him and relax because in this moment, I have a beautiful woman sleeping on top of me and our kid next to us. Nothing in this world will compare to this. I have a wife, a child and I love them both.

  I feel a tap on my arm. I open my eyes and Cole is playing with his mom's plum-colored hair. I smile at him and he gets up on his knees. I think he is going to sit on Carmen’s back, that is when I remember my jeans are still undone. I shake Carmen awake. She looks at me all blurry eyed.

  “Cole is awake,” I say so she doesn't jump off me. She sits up straight. I feel her panties are still slipped off to the slide. Her eyes get big.

  “Oh dear.” I laugh.

  “Cole, can you go get one of your new cars to show us?”

  He nods his little head then takes off. Carmen hurries off me and straightens her clothes. “Aren't you going to zip up your jeans?”

  “I figured you would since you undid them.”

  “Blake, stop messing around and do up your jeans before he comes back.” I laugh while I zip them and do the button.

  I sit up and grab her face and kiss her. I could get used to doing this. I fall back to the bed and put my arms up with my hands under my head. Carmen licks her lips as her eyes scan my body.

  “Stop looking at me like that. You’re making my cock hard.”

  Cole comes back in the bedroom. He's upset that he can't find his toys. “That's okay, Buddy. Mommy will help you find it.” That slipped off my tongue to easily.

  “I don't have a mommy. Grandpa said so.”

  “Do you know what a lie is, Cole?”

  “Yep. It is bad to lie.”

  “Well, your grandpa lied to you. See the pretty girl on the other side of me. She is your mommy. Her dad is your grandpa.”

  “Are you my daddy?”

  “I am.”

  “Grandpa said I live with Porter till I'm old enough to be his helper.”

  “Well, Cole, that can't happen now because we want you with us forever.”

  “And a puppy?” I laugh.

  “Yep. We will get you one soon, but first I have to do some work. Okay?”

  He looks at Carmen. “You sad, Mommy?”

  “No, Baby, mommy is just happy.”

  “No, cry then. I hungry.”

  “I'll get you something to eat.”

  “I will be out in a minute,” I tell Carmen when she gets off the bed. She leans back over the bed and kisses me. There is a sparkle in her eyes that I haven't seen since the day she did my tattoo.

  Chapter 24 ~ Carmen

  I set Cole down on the floor to eat the breakfast I ordered him. Blake said he would be right out, but when I went to ask him what he wanted for breakfast he was sleeping. I just checked on him again and he is still passed out.

  I stand beside the bed, studying his tattoo. It's a wooden cross with purple roses along the arm part of the cross. There is a twisted vine wrapped around the wood. His parents’ names are written within those vines and you wouldn't know it's there unless you paid close attention. His father's name is on the top and his mother's is just below it. He told me the purple roses are a symbol for the club. When I did his parent’s names, I had not realized they were deceased. It is the only tattoo he has. I remember he said he wanted more, and I wonder what stopped him.

  I run my fingertips on the outline of the cross. I can't believe I did such beautiful work. I really miss my shop. My business was booming, well until Blake decided to keep me to piss Chad off. I have no regrets. I would rather have him and Cole than anything else in this world.

  “I spilled my juice.”

  “Okay, Baby, I'll clean it up.”

  I lightly run the back of my hand on Blake's cheek. “Ask Scarlett to watch, Cole, and then bring your sexy ass back here.”

  Blake doesn't even open his eyes. I smile. I swear he has the best hearing of anyone I know.

  I clean up the Apple juice from the carpet. I then knock on the door to Scarlett’s bedroom. She comes to the door. I tell her breakfast is in the kitchenette and Blake wanted to know if she would watch Cole. She shrugs a shoulder and steps out into the living room. She grabs breakfast and then sits with Cole on the floor.

  When I get back to the room, Blake is out of bed. He is grabbing his shirt from the floor. “I guess this means no nookie?” I joke.

  “Is that all you want from me is my big cock?” He jokes back.

  Blake comes towards me with a big smile on his face. He bends and swoops me up and over his shoulder. He smacks me on the ass before putting me to my feet on the bathroom floor. He takes hold of my shirt and lifts it over my head, then gets down to his knees, opening my jeans. He pulls them down over my hips and legs. He puts his face to my panties.


  “You smell like me. I like it.”

  He loops his fingers in the waist and pulling them down just far enough past my hips that all I have to do is wiggle out of them. He then places his lips to my lower abdomen, kissing my heated flesh. Once he is standing back up and I look into his eyes. I know I want to spend the rest of my life with him. I told him last night I love him. I didn't hear it back. As wonderful as it is to hear those words back, I know he loves me, without him saying them. I see it in the way he looks at me. I feel it in the way he kisses me.

  “Yes, Carmen, I love you.” I narrow my brows; how did he know I was thinking about it? He winks at me. He drops his jeans and turns on the water, then gets in the shower, and says, “I thought you wanted, what did you call it, nookie?”

  I step into to the shower with him, smacking his wet ass, then shut the glass door. He moves me into the water and the water flows down my front. I lean on his chest when his hands cup my breasts, my nipples are between his fingers as he closes them. I lean forward as I arch my back to tease his hard shaft. He reaches for the shampoo bottle, putting some in the palm of his hand. He rubs the flowery scent on my chest and down my torso. I let out a moan when his hand goes between my legs. I put a hand on the wet slippery wall for support when he puts a finger inside and then another. I reach behind with my free hand and stroke his cock. Blake uses his other hand to play with my clit. I stroke his shaft faster. My hand sliding down the wall the closer I get to cumming.

  My thighs are quivering, my stomach tightening, and then he stops. I look over my shoulder to question him, but then he turns me around. My back hits the shower wall as he kisses me like he's a starved cave man. He lifts my leg; his big cock rubs my lower lips. I grab onto his manhood and hold it to my opening. He shoved his cock in with a powerful force. I welcome him into my body and love every second of it.

  I moan into his mouth, my pussy swallowing him whole. He fucks me fast and I take him deep into my folds. I want him all. I want his orgasms to be mine, his cum to fill me, and I want to be the last woman he ever wants to fuck.

  “Fuck, Carmen, I'm going to cum.”

  I reach for my clit and massage it. Blake pushes his cock deep inside me and I feel the pulsating as he fills me. I orgasm, my pussy clenching around him, milking him for everything he has. His head falls to my shoulder. I watch his back rise and fall as he catches his breath.

  Blake and I got dressed after our shower then he went out to check on Cole but asked me if I would wait in our room for him to come back. I feel it in my bones as goosebumps cover my arms, something is going to happen. I don't think I could bear it if he were to tell me he is leaving. I don't ever want to be without him or Cole ever again. Blake comes in the room carrying Cole.

  “Cole has something he wants to ask you.”

  I smile, and say, “Okay.” Cole giggles.

  “Will you be our date?” He covers his eyes with his cute little hands. “Lunch,” he says, dropping his hands.

  “I would love to be your date. I thought you wanted us to stay hidden?”

  “I do, so I arranged a private area in the restaurant downstairs.”

  Chapter 25

  I carry Cole in one arm and hold Carmen’s hand with my other. We go to the elevators and take one down to the main floor. I have my eyes peeled for anyone who may look suspicious. I see no danger as I take us into the dining hall. A young girl waits to take us to the private table I asked for. The hotel did an amazing job making our table romantic. When Carmen sees the table, her hand goes to her heart like she is surprised how sweet it looks. She smiles as I pull out her chair for her and sits down. The young lady gives Carmen a menu and I put Cole in a chair with a booster seat. I sit down taking the menu. She leaves us to read over the wine list.

  “How did you do all this?” Carmen asks, gesturing to the table and secluded area.

  “I have my ways.” I wink, and she picks up the list. “What kind of wine do you like?”

  “Moscato. What about you?”

  “I don't drink wine, but I'll try it. Do you want a bottle or a glass?”

  She looks at Cole. “Just a glass is fine.” She leans over and kisses my check. “Thank you, for making this possible.”

  “You are welcome.”

  A waitress comes to take our drink order and when she returns with our wine and chocolate milk for Cole, she places a stainless-steel bowl full of tossed salad with house dressing on it down on the table with a basket of dinner rolls. Every time Carmen takes a bite of her salad she moans and with every moan my cock twitches in my jeans. I raise an eyebrow at her and she shrugs a shoulder. I reach over for her hand and place it on my growing cock. Her eyes get big and she giggles. She wouldn't be giggling if I swept everything on the table to the floor and take her right here, but then I would have to call Scarlett to come get Cole. This is our first meal as a family and I don't want it ruined.

  “Stop moaning.”

  “I can't help it the salad dressing is so good.”

  I laugh as she shovels another mouth full into her mouth and then covers it to hide the moan. “That didn't help,” I say.

  The waitress brings our meals and if it's as good as the salad, I don't know how I am going to make it through dinner. Carmen cuts up Cole's spaghetti and meatballs before she touches her own food. I sit back and take everything in. I like this more than I ever thought I would, but then again, I haven't ever thought about being a husband or father. I have always had too much other shit on my plate to wonder what it would be like. From here on out, though, this will be my first priority. Carmen and Cole are mine and with that comes a big responsibility, but I'm willing to do whatever it takes to provide for them, and protect them, no matter what it may cost me.

  “What are you thinking about.”

  “You and Cole.”

  “When are we going home?”

  “You’re not.”

  She puts her fork down and sits back on the seat. “What do you mean we're not?”

  “You are going to take Cole and get on a bus,” I look at my watch, “in two hours and I'm going home.”

  Her eyes get watery. “I don't understand.”

  “I'm sending you to stay with my aunt and uncle in Ohio.”

  “No, Blake.”

  “It's happening. I already made the plans.”

  “You can't keep telling me to stay or go places I don't want to go to.”

  “I can't take care of your father and worry if my wife and son are safe at the same time.” Tears are streaming down her face “Carmen, I don't want to do this, I need to do it. I don't want anything that may go wrong to be linked to you. I have to know if something doesn't go as planned that you will have a life with Cole.”

  “You are making it sound like this is goodbye.”

  “Not if I can help it. I'm doing this because I love you and our kid.”

  “Why can't we all go? We can disappear together and never look back.”

  “I would do that in a heartbeat, but, Baby, I have to stay here. I cannot allow your father to hurt anyone else. There's something I didn't tell you. My parent’s accident wasn't an accident after all. They were murdered.”

  Carmen covers her mouth. “He did it,” she says, crying. I shake my head yes.

  Cole drops his fork on the floor and I give him mine to use. I no longer have an appetite anyway. Carmen pushes her plate away. “Want a box for that?”

  “No.” I get out my wallet to get my credit card. She grabs my forearm. “Who is that?”

  “My parents.”

  “Can I see it?” I remove it from the slot behind the plastic and hand it to her. Wiping her eyes with a cloth napkin she stares at the picture. “Does your mother have a twin?”

  “No. She has two brothers, one of them is where I'm sending you and Cole to stay.”

  “This can’t be true. This lady works for my father and delivered Cole. Her name isn't Sophie, though. But I'm telling you she's your mom, Blake. She even broke down and cried
when I said I was naming him Cole.”

  “Do you see now, I have no choice.”

  “I'll do it, Blake, but I swear you better come back for us.”

  “I will, I promise. The three of us will be together.” I drink the rest of the wine in my glass. “Why did you name him after my father? I never told you he was deceased.”

  “I don't know, it slipped out when I held him for the first time.”

  “Are you ready to go? I still have to tell Scarlett.”

  Telling my sister is not going to be easy. She took the death of my parents hard, especially, our mom. She was only seventeen at the time and so many important events in her life were about to happen. What girl in this world doesn't want their mom to help picking out prom dresses or help with womanly advice? I tried to make her prom special, her graduation and giving her boy advice, but I didn't do as good of a job as our mother would have done.

  Scarlett didn't take the news very well. I can't say as I blame her when she wants to go after Blackwell herself. It took a lot of convincing to get her on the bus with Carmen and Cole. Watching that bus drive away with the three people I love the most on it, broke my heart. But I have to push that aside, so I can focus on getting my mother back and taking out the devil himself, Mr. Blackwell.

  Chapter 26

  It has been a month since I put Carmen, Cole and Scarlett on a bus to Ohio. A lot of tears have been shed over the phone from Carmen begging me to let her and Cole come home. Every day I had to tell her I just need a little more time. It isn't easy planning a hit on one of the most well-known guys in Nevada. She understands it but doesn't like being away from me. I don't like it either, but I have to have every detail planned so I can have my life back.

  Bo and I went back to the compound after the bus station. He dropped me off about a half mile before the town line and I walked through the field into the woods while he went through the roadblock. He told me they held him up for a half hour, when they got word he has been out of town for the last few weeks they let him through. He picked me up in town and we went home. It was almost too fucking easy.