“I started working with my dad at the shop. I know it’s hardly a business anymore, but back then, we didn’t have the bar. It was then when I realized what was really going on with the MC. Parts would walk away to this unknown warehouse all the time. And then, suddenly, my parents would buy me a really big birthday present, or we would have an extra good Christmas. I knew they couldn’t be making that kind of money from a simple mechanic shop. Especially when I knew the business wasn’t that great.”
“We struggling for money? I mean as an MC?”
I shook my head. Even if we were having money troubles, I sure as hell wasn’t going to tell a prospect. Even though Blaze was so much more to me, there were still rules. “No, we’re fine. I don’t know where the hell Chen got that information.” I paused, waiting for him to react, but he didn’t say anything more. “What about you? You grew up outside the life? Nice and cushy. Why come back now?”
He looked deep into my eyes like he was searching for his answer there. “My life wasn’t cushy. I had a single mom who had left her entire support system. I was a teenager by the time she finally finished school with her nursing degree. Before that, we were on welfare, and there were a couple times I worried that children and youth services might even get involved. I mean, my mom tried. We always had clean clothes, but we didn’t always have a lot to eat. The electric got turned off a few times.” He shrugged, ignoring the sadness in my eyes. “We got used to it, and we managed. I got a paper route when I turned twelve, and, then, once I was old enough to work, I got jobs in restaurants and bike shops. We had my dad’s old bike in the garage. She could never bring herself to sell it, no matter how bad things got. So, when I turned sixteen, I learned how to ride, and I got better jobs. I still send my mom money. She taught me to be good, you know? Go to church, say thank you, and hold doors open for girls.”
I looked at the hurt etched into his face. He’d grown up a lot rougher than I did. I’d never gone to bed hungry, and I always knew I was loved. Not just by my family, but by the entire MC. The older guys had always been at my birthday parties, and I would play with their kids at the shop when my dad worked late. There was always someone around to spend time with. Blaze just seemed so alone in the world, like everything was stacked up against him. If what he said about Maya and Rogue sending him away was true, it wasn’t fair.
“I’m sorry.”
He just shook his head. “What do you have to be sorry about?”
I shrugged. “I’m sorry that your dad died. I’m sorry that things were hard for you. But this still doesn’t make sense to me.”
“What doesn’t?”
“Why you came back.”
He straightened his shoulders, and looked out across the warehouse. “I had to know what my dad died for. He was protecting this club, protecting your father. I had to meet the man that my dad died trying to save. I needed answers.”
Answers. Something that most people didn’t have about the night that Stephen Taylor died. I’d remembered hearing the story as a kid a few times, and each time the details had been different. I knew that things didn’t add up about that night, but I’d never pressed anyone for the truth. I was afraid of what Blaze might find out if he pushed too hard.
“Well, I hope you find them. And I hope you can handle whatever the truth is.”
He nodded. “I can handle it. I can handle anything.” He pulled me in with that intoxicating deep voice of his. He placed his hand on my leg, and ran it back and forth, tantalizingly slow.
“Anything?"
He looked at me with hungry eyes and nodded. “Anything.”
I leaned over and kissed him lightly, softly, before attempting to pull away. He stopped me before I could detach my lips from his by grabbing the back of my head, and sliding his tongue in my mouth.
Passion and need exploded within me, and I slid onto his lap, nibbling, licking, and biting his bottom lip. He responded with forceful kisses that were probably going to mean I’d have bruised lips later, but I didn’t care.
I rocked my hips against his, the friction from my jeans turning me on even more. He slipped his hand up under my shirt and bra, and began fondling my nipples, flicking and pinching them just hard enough so that I moaned into his mouth.
I shoved him down onto the cargo space floor, and ran my hands down his body, stopping only long enough to unbutton his jeans. I slid my hands into his boxers, and gently pulled them down. His thick shaft was hard as I released it from the confines of his pants, making my mouth water. I’d been dreaming about this moment for weeks now. Leaning down, my tongue flicked out, lightly running over the sensitive spot on his dick as I tugged lightly on his balls.
“Ahh!” he hissed.
I smiled teasingly before taking his cock deep into my mouth, shoving him to the back of my throat. He tensed up, and I began to swirl my tongue up and down his shaft, licking and sucking it like a lollipop, while one hand continued tugging gently on his sack.
I worked my other hand up and down, following my tongue’s path.
“Fuck baby, that feels so good,” he hissed as his hands slid under my jeans, and flicked open the buttons, pushing them down a bit to reach my soaking wet panties. He moved two fingers under the waistband, and I moaned as he reached my slit. His fingers began working their way in and out of my pussy in rhythm with my mouth on his cock.
I released him from my mouth as my orgasm began to build. I began stroking his cock faster, hoping he would match my rhythm with his fingers.
“You ready, baby?” he asked, rubbing faster and faster.
“Please, Blaze. I’m so close. It’s… ahhh!” I screamed as I crashed into a beautiful wave of pleasure.
Still breathing heavy, he moved over as if to get up, but I wasn’t finished with him yet. I pushed him back down, and kicked my boots off, before tugging my jeans and panties down. I straddled his cock, braced my hands on the top of the hatch, and impaled myself onto him.
“Ah, fuck!” he groaned, arching his head back. I didn’t waste any time, rocking my hips back and forth over him, pushing him even deeper inside me. My eyes slipped shut as I savored the fullness inside of me. Blaze reached up and began to knead my tits, rolling my nipples in between his fingers. The sensation shot heat directly to my core, and I began to ride him faster and harder.
“Blaze!” I called out, as he pumped in and out of me, seeking my climax again.
“I want to taste those sweet tits.” He sat straight up, and flipped me over so I was sitting on his lap. I placed my hands on the tailgate, as he pulled one breast into his mouth.
“Mmm,” I hummed, arching into him.
“You are so fucking perfect.” He pinched one of my nipples, causing a jolt of electricity to shoot down my spine. “Perfect tits, perfect pussy, perfect everything.” His hand trailed down my chest and waist until they circled my clit, sparking another jolt.
My fingers dug into his shoulders, as I glided my pussy back and forth over his cock, clenching just a bit here and there for him to increase the sensation. His free hand traveled up my abs and to my breasts. He alternated between the two; pulling, twisting, and tugging on them. The faster I rocked him, the harder he tugged.
The sound of our heavy breathing filled the warehouse, with little moans and groans tossed in, and echoing off the walls. I leaned up just a bit, and teasingly pushed just the tip of his cock in and out of me. His frustrated groans made me chuckle a little, but I gave him a break, and pushed him all the way back inside me.
The sensations between his hands on my nipples, and his cock inside me drove me wild. I bounced up and down onto him, pushing and pulling his swollen cock deep in and out of me as my muscles clenched around him. My orgasm was just out of reach, so I reached down and played with my clit, hoping to get there faster while I worked his dick.
Suddenly, he grabbed my hips, and flipped me beneath him, so that I was lying flat on my back.
“Goddamn that’s sexy,” he growled, seeing me pleasure myself.
“I love a girl who knows how to take what she wants, but it’s my turn to take charge.”
He abruptly pulled his cock out of me, and slid down, replacing it with his tongue. The softness of his wet tongue was such a contrast that it sent goose bumps dancing across my skin. Flicking his fingers over my mound, and his tongue inside me, brought me to the brink of my second orgasm.
As my body tensed up, he pulled his mouth and fingers off of me, smiling cockily. “Do you need something?” he teased with a smirk.
This was payback for playing hide the tip with him earlier, and I wasn’t about to give in so easily. Instead of responding, I simply placed my own fingers on my clit, and began rubbing vigorously. The smile dropped from his face, and he grabbed both of my arms, pinning them above my head.
“Oh, no, you don’t get off that easy,” he tsked.
He leaned back down, and slowly blew hot, moist air across my clit, sending shivers all over my body. He leaned his mouth just above my mound, never touching as he continued to blow softly. It was pure torture. I bucked against his mouth, practically begging for the real thing.
“Blaze,” I begged.
“Tell me what I want to hear.” He placed the tip of his dick right at my entrance, and very lightly ran it back and forth over my pussy. I groaned in frustration.
The smirk returned as he moved his breath upwards, this time over my nipples, his tongue just barely touching the tips of them.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I was wound tighter than a two-dollar watch. “Okay, you win,” I mumbled.
He lightly licked my clit. “I’m sorry. Did you say something?”
“You. Win,” I gritted out. “Just, please, I need you, Blaze.”
He smiled triumphantly. “Well, okay, then.”
He slammed his cock back inside me, fingering my clit while pounding in and out of me. I moaned at the sudden pleasure of it, reached up, and pulled his mouth onto mine, ravishing him with my tongue.
We fell into a rhythm. For every thrust of his dick, I met it with a thrust of my tongue into his mouth. He slid off the tailgate, stood up, and leaned me against the side of the car, hammering in and out of me furiously.
I could feel my orgasm building fast, so I pulled on the thick strands of his hair, and clenched my legs around his waist. That did it. I could feel myself letting go, so I tugged on his hair a little harder. That triggered him. A few more hard thrusts, and he spilled himself inside me.
I tossed my head back in ecstasy, pulling in ragged breath. All of a sudden, there was a banging of the door that echoed through the cavernous space. We weren’t alone. “Shit!” I grabbed my clothes, and ran behind the Escalade where I wouldn’t be seen. Blaze pulled the hatch down on himself, and hid in the back of the cab where I watched him struggle to get into his clothes in the small space. I couldn’t help but giggle at the scene. Somehow, Blaze and I almost always got caught. What I wouldn’t give for one more night in my apartment, where we could keep going without any interruptions.
There weren’t any footsteps, and no one called out to us, which made me nervous. I pulled my gun out of my jacket, and laid my finger on the trigger. I prayed more than anything else that this was the thief, so I could finally catch him, and be done with all of it. Instead, as I slithered down the side of the vehicle, I saw Chen standing there with a smug look on his face.
“I was hoping you would be the one protecting my new package.”
I breathed a sigh of relief, and slid my gun back into my cut. “Blaze, you can come out. It’s just Chen.”
Blaze popped open the hatch, and made it look like he had been hiding in there to assault whoever the thief was. We were pretty excellent at the lying game; it was the only way to not get caught.
“So, where are you shipping this one? Another private client in China?” I questioned.
Chen smiled at me. “Kind of. This is a present for one of my largest clients. His drug rings keep me in business. He came into town about an hour ago unexpectedly. I didn’t expect him until later this evening, and I want to give the car to him as soon as possible. I have a meeting in a half an hour, so let’s make this deal. I’ve already negotiated the price with your father, thirty thousand should do the trick.” He motioned to a man who stood with his arms crossed behind him in a business suit, and he walked forward and gave me an envelope. The wad of cash inside was thick in my small hands. I never counted in front of Chen. It was disrespectful to our relationship, but it certainly felt like more than thirty grand.
“You’re sure there’s only 30K in here?”
Chen smiled briefly. “You always are smarter than you look. The rest is a down payment for those fifteen cars we talked about earlier. I assume you’ve already spoken to Rogue about it?”
I bit my lower lip, unsure what to say. Had Rogue already made the decision without me? “I haven’t been back to go to church yet. We’ll settle it later this evening.”
“It’s my understanding that you’ll go through with the vote, yes? Otherwise, I wouldn’t have put such a significant down payment.”
Blaze finally spoke up. “How much extra is in there?”
Chen’s eyes never left me. “Twenty thousand.”
Fifty k… that felt about right. I was surprised how fast Chen wanted to move on this deal. There must be a few cars that he wanted to ship special. His connections over in China must been desperate for something in that shipment.
“I’m sure Rogue will be in touch this evening. Until then, she’s all yours.” I walked toward him, sashaying my hips. “A pleasure working with you, as always.” He took my hand, and instead of shaking it, he kissed it daintily. I could only hope that, as soon as he got into the vehicle, he wouldn’t be able to smell the sex in the back. The goon who handed me the money walked over to the car and started it. Ryder had placed the keys in the ignition before he left. I crossed the warehouse, and opened up one of the garage doors for him to drive out, while Chen, Blaze and I stood and watched.
Chen nodded to Blaze, and placed a quick peck on my cheek before turning on his heel and walking out. Just as silent as he had entered, he exited. I stood holding the money in my hands until I was absolutely sure he was gone.
“Close the garage door,” I instructed Blaze. I strode over to one of the only windows we could see out of, and I scanned the horizon for the black town car. True, the shipment wasn’t supposed to happen for another few hours, but even if our rat was trying to protect us, this might’ve been a mistake. Chen wasn’t dumb enough to show up to make a deal knowing that the feds were watching, but I just needed to see for myself. Sure enough, no car. It made me question even more if some of Chen’s people were behind the Feds investigating us. He was the only one who knew when he was arriving.
Blaze walked up behind me, and skimmed his hands down the curves of my body. “That was close.”
I spun around, and wrapped my arms around his neck, pushing a rough kiss onto his lips. “Very close. I’m going to call Rogue, and get Cruz to come down here watch the warehouse. I have to get back to the Raven’s Nest, and discuss this business arrangement with Chen. Can you stay down here until Cruz gets back?”
He nodded against my forehead. “Sure, though I admit I don’t like the idea of you riding back by yourself.”
I broke away from him. “You know I can handle myself.”
There was a smirk on his lips as I turned around. “Oh, I know that.” He smacked my ass playfully, and I sauntered away.
FIVE
TRISTA
By the time I got back to the MC, Rogue had already gathered all the patched members; they were sitting around the table as I walked in. I closed the door behind me, and I placed the envelope on the table. “Payment for the Escalade, and an advance for the new project.”
Rogue nodded. “He’s pretty serious about us stealing those cars, isn’t he?”
I took my seat next to him. “Seems to be. There’s another advantage of taking on this little mission, besides the big ass pa
yout we know he’s going to make, that is.”
I heard a creak as Pops sat back in his chair. Axel usually sat next to him, but his seat was empty. I knew that must’ve been hard for him these past few weeks. “What advantage is that, sweetheart?”
I couldn’t contain my smile. “The shipping company is El Lobo.”
Everyone around the table perked up at my news, suddenly excited to take advantage of our rival gang.
Rev rubbed his hands together. “Las Almas has no idea what’s going to hit them. I didn’t even know they were still running a legitimate business. I thought all they did was run drugs.”
Everyone started talking around him. Rogue pounded on the table to get everyone’s attention. “We told them to knock the drugs off, what they do in their neighborhood is their business, but here in Brooks Landing, it’s ours. The shipping business that Isidro has going on? He’s had it for years. This is probably one of the biggest items he’s ever shipped. Mostly he smuggles drugs in electronic shipments. But shipping cars? They’re not prepared for that.”
Bones looked pensive, but he remained quiet. I wondered what was going through his head. “Bones, what do you think?”
He shrugged. “If they’re getting into shipping cars, it just makes you think that they might be stealing them too, doesn’t it?”
He had a point. “It might be the next step, yes, but I don’t think that they were stealing from us. Chen has it on good authority that one of his dealers is driving around the Lexus that was stolen from us.”
Ace and Rocco immediately made eyes at each other. Ace spoke. “And yet, you stayed at that meeting after we told him that it was someone at his table who was talking. Who would know the shipments better than him? He’s the only one outside of our MC who knows what’s coming in and out.”
I glared at him. “Well, aren’t you glad that I stayed? Because, now, we have this huge payout coming toward us, and a chance to stick it to Las Almas because of Chen. How that car came into their possession, I don’t know. What I do I know that Chan had nothing to do with it. I trust him. He doesn’t want to hurt our business or his.”
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