by KE Osborn
“Get up and come with me to get some…” he winks not so subtly, “… food.”
I chuckle at his subtle way of telling her to go with him to their room for an after-dinner delight. She jumps up quickly nodding her head. “Oh, yeah, sure, I need to get my own… food.”
They rush off hand in hand while the rest of us laugh at their completely obvious behavior.
Torque and Foxy stroll over, and they take a seat where Sensei and Sass were sitting. “Did that just happen?” Foxy asks.
Lala chuckles. “It sure did, weddings bring out the crazy in people.”
“Typical,” Foxy beams as she hugs Torque. He looks like nothing could break his good fucking mood.
Surge and Freckles step over pulling up a seat each as they look at us all.
This is the O’Shea family right here. Fuck, am I glad to be a part of it.
“Welcome to the family, Foxy,” Freckles calls out.
Foxy beams so wide it’s contagious. “Thanks, Freckles. This day has been… I can’t even describe it.”
Surge takes a deep breath looking at Torque. I sense something is coming. “Son, Freckles and I feel it’s fitting since you’re all here together that it’s time we tell you something.”
Torque sits up taller, Foxy shifts on his lap as he looks at his ex-father-in-law. “What is it, Surge?”
Surge reaches out grabbing Freckle’s hand in his in a loving way as they look at each other affectionately. Torque scoffs. Trax chuckles. Lala pulls her lips in with her teeth like she already knows. I glance at her, but she shrugs it off.
“You wanna tell me what this…” Torque looks at their joined hands, “… is about?” he asks curtly.
Freckles sits forward wrapping her other hand around their joined hands. Torque sits back in obvious annoyance. “Boyo, listen to me. It’s not like we planned this to happen. It was a natural progression. We’ve been in each other’s lives for so damn long. You can’t expect us to not fall for each other?”
Torque huffs shaking his head. “You think I’m annoyed because you’re together?” Surge and Freckles both shrug. “No, I’m fucked off because you’ve obviously hidden this from me. How long has this been going on?”
“Torque, I—”
“How long?”
Freckles looks at the ground with a heavy sigh. “Nearly two years.”
“Jesus Christ…” Torque runs his hand through his hair as Foxy takes a deep breath running her hands down his chest to placate him.
“I think the problem here is… why didn’t you tell everyone?” Foxy asks trying to be the peacekeeper.
Surge rubs the back of his neck. “I didn’t know how you’d react, Torque. You mean everything to us, son. We don’t want to hurt you.”
“Not telling me hurt me more. The fact you thought you had to hide it from me, hurt me. You being together…” Torque shakes his head, “… that’s fuckin’ awesome. You had me all wrong. You should have told me, you should have told us.”
“Ha! I knew,” Trax murmurs.
Surge and Freckles both look at him, confusion rife in their features. “What? How?” Freckles asks.
He rolls his eyes. “Please, I’m not blind unlike captain oblivious.”
Torque groans as Sparx giggles bumping into Trax’s side to get him to shut up.
“I… kinda… knew… too,” Lala hesitates on each word.
I look at her surprised as Torque opens his eyes wider. “What the hell! Why didn’t you guys tell me?”
Lala shrugs. “Wasn’t my secret to tell,” Lala murmurs looking at her mother.
I think there’s a story there. I’m going to have to get it out of her later.
Torque sighs. “Well, for the record, I’m all for it. I always have been. Just please… don’t keep shit from me.”
Surge and Freckles both collectively exhale like they’re relieved this went as well as can be expected. “Thanks, boyo. I love ya. I’m so proud of ya. Now go and get to makin’ me some more grandbabies.”
Foxy and Sparx both laugh out loud as Trax and Torque both shake their heads. I know she’ll be on Neala’s case soon enough. I’m only too happy to oblige. In fact, I think I’ll start right now.
“Lala, time for bed,” I whisper in her ear.
She turns to look at me raising her brow, and I waggle mine at her. She slides off my lap as she reaches back for my hand. “We’re calling it a night. Been a big day. You look beautiful, Foxy,” Lala chimes as I wrap my arms around her tightly from behind.
“Thanks, Neala, for all your help with everything. We couldn’t have done today without you,” Foxy replies as she and Torque stand up obviously having the same idea we do. There must be something in the air.
“Night all,” I call out.
“Night, fuckers,” Trax calls back making Sparx, Surge, and Freckles all chuckle.
I grab Lala’s hand walking with her toward the back door. Once I get her inside, I turn her slamming her against the wall, planting my lips on hers. She giggles against my lips as her arms loop around my neck. My cock instantly begins to throb in my jeans while I run my hands down her lacey dress. I lean in against her as I hear some laughing.
“Go to your room, guys. I do not want you fuckin’ my little sister out in public,” Torque’s deep voice echoes from behind us. I break my lips from Lala’s with a small chuckle. I hear Foxy giggling as they rush off toward their old room. It’s still here in case they ever stay over on nights like tonight.
I look back at Lala with a hint of mischief in my eyes. I lean down grabbing Lala by the waist and hoisting her over my shoulder. She lets out a squeal as she laughs hard. I chuckle walking with her to our room where I’m going to show her exactly what she means to me.
PYRO
Closing the door to our room, I walk her over flopping her on to the bed. She looks up at me with those hooded eyes. I can’t help but think how fucking gorgeous she looks in that dress but how much fucking better it will look on the floor.
“Stand up,” I instruct. She obliges as she stands in a rush. She goes to kick off her heels. “Leave those on,” I demand. She giggles as I spin her grabbing her zipper, slowly undoing it to ease her out of the tight dress. It falls to the floor leaving her in just a very tiny white lace thong. I take a deep breath loving how fucking toned her ass looks in this thing—I could stare at it for hours.
My hands snake out sliding over her plump cheeks, squeezing tightly, my fingers digging into her flesh as she giggles mischievously. “Damn you look good.”
She spins to face me, her perky tits coming into full view as her fingers slide under my cut pulling it down my shoulders. She places it on the bedside table next to us. “You can see me, but I can’t see you.”
“Let’s fix that then?” I move my hand to my belt as she works on my shirt. We move together to undress me. I’m naked quicker than a flash as we stand in the room, her in just her panties as I slide my hands up and down her back, then into the hem of her thong. I edge it down her thighs bending at the same time, dropping to my knees as I take her panties off. I kneel, my head in front of her pussy, staring me straight in the face. My hands slide up her thighs as she parts them slightly knowing what I want.
She’s such a good girl.
My head dips forward as her hands run through my hair. Her fingers caressing my scalp as my tongue darts out flicking her clit. Her body arches from the sudden impact, and she moans. Her fingers are tightening in my hair, tugging slightly making my cock spring to life. I love it when she’s rough with me. I flick my tongue against her clit again, circling it, knowing just how she likes it. She whimpers at my touch as my hands slide up her thighs, around to her ass, digging my fingers into her. She rocks forward, her pussy pushing onto my face as I bury myself in her. She tastes amazing as I slide my tongue up and down, my cock throbbing with an insatiable need to be inside of her.
She moans. I know she’s getting worked up as I edge her closer and closer to where she needs to be. H
er legs are weakening, but she’s holding on for the torturous ride as I grip onto her ass hard, and with an insatiable appetite, I lick her for all she is worth.
My cock throbs so hard that if I don’t get inside of her soon, I might come just from the thought of being inside of her.
“Trem… shit,” she gasps breathlessly as she pants trying to reach her high. I continue flicking her clit, then go in for the kill. I suck her clit into my mouth with deep suction. She yelps as her top half falls forward over my back as she caves in on herself, her orgasm taking hold of her as her body wracks with shuddering movement. She whimpers trying to gather her composure.
I chuckle to myself as I’m being smothered in her, it’s almost hard to breathe. I tap her side and she rolls off me to flop on the floor next to me on her back.
“You kill me,” she whimpers as I slide in over the top of her. My hard cock begging for more.
“Angel, I haven’t even started yet.”
Her arm droops over her face as she exhales, and I lean in kissing her. She lazily kisses me back as I line myself up with her pussy. Grabbing her leg, I pull it back then slide it over my shoulder making her pull her arm from over her eyes as she looks at me as I thrust up inside of her. Her eyes open wide as her tightness wraps around my cock. She feels like fucking heaven as I thrust up inside of her deeper. Her fingernails dig into my back as I lean down taking her lips with mine. Her leg bends with her making me move in even deeper.
She moans into my mouth. I know this is feeling just as good for her as it is for me as we fuck on the floor of our bedroom. We didn’t even make it to the damn bed. She tightens around my cock. Her pussy gripping and clenching around me in just the perfect fucking way. She feels like heaven as I pound into to her hard.
She works with me as we both strive toward our impending climaxes, but as I look into her eyes, I see the love and devotion coming from her. Even though we’re fucking, the electricity, that spark, that pop that ignites between us, is still definitely there as we rock back and forth.
We’re alight, and we’re setting this room on fire. The adrenaline, the charge, the atmosphere burning bright with the love and energy pulsing through us. One thing we don’t lack is our ability to adore each other. Even in this moment right now as I pound into her, she’s still the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. The way her face crinkles as I push deeper. The way her soft moans vibrate against my mouth as she gathers her pleasure. She truly is an angel. She’s my angel, and I’m damned lucky to have her in my life.
I thrust again. She moans as her nails dig a little deeper. Her back is arching off the floor letting me know she’s close. She has tells—her back arches, her skin coats in a smooth layer of sweat, she begins to tremble like she’s doing right now. Her pussy clenches tight around my cock as I moan. It’s all I need to bring me closer to the edge too. My body begins to shudder. A tingle runs down my spine as my balls pull up so tight it’s almost painful. Pressure builds as she explodes in her orgasm which only turns me on even more.
Hearing her moans, seeing her unravel beneath me sends me over the edge as my cock pulses while I’m still inside of her. My cock throbs as it unloads my hot cum inside of her so forcefully I gasp, having to take my lips from hers to get some air. My head falls into the crook of her neck as her hands run up and down my back to soothe me as I pant trying to come down from my fucking almighty high. She gets me there every damn time.
I’m just so glad she’s on the pill now, so we can do this bareback without having to worry about condoms or me pulling out. Feeling her naked pussy surrounding me is like a bliss I never knew existed until I had it.
She’s fucking everything to me.
I slowly pull out of her rolling onto the floor beside her. She giggles as I look up to the ceiling feeling completely spent.
“Wow! Now I’m really beat,” she teases.
I chuckle turning to face her as she looks at me. A bright spark lights her face. I smile so wide loving how beautiful she looks in the afterglow. Her face flushed, her lips plump and supple. She’s my life, and if today proved anything, it’s that Neala is fucking everything to me.
She giggles linking her hand with mine. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
Shaking my head, I let out a long contented sigh. “I’m gonna marry you one day.”
Her eyes widen, she smiles the brightest I’ve ever seen her. She turns on her side facing me as she places her hand on my chest. “I can’t wait.”
Something flows through me. Excitement? Anticipation? I’m not sure, but either way, I roll on my side to face her, bringing my hand to her cheek while looking into her eyes. She stares at me like she’s starting to become concerned by my sudden change in demeanor. I hold my breath as I look at her with conviction. “Then let’s not wait. Let’s do it. You and me. Let’s go somewhere and get married.”
She opens her eyes wide with a small gasp, her body starting to tremble. “I-Is this a proposal?”
I lick my lips because suddenly they’re very dry. “If you want me to do a big, grand proposal, I will. I’ll do something fucking huge. Something epic. But angel, I just want you to be mine officially as soon as fucking possible.”
Tears glisten in her eyes as she looks into mine. She sniffs as her bottom lip shudders. “Yes. Of course, Trem. Yes!”
My chest swarms with excitement as I lean forward pressing my lips to hers, taking her into a passionate kiss. She pulls back looking into my eyes. “I’ll go find out what we need to do to get the paperwork started in the morning, then we’ll go somewhere. Vegas? I don’t care as long as it’s you and me.”
I lean in kissing her again as my cock roars back to life. She’s all I need—every damn thing I want. I’d like her to have whatever kind of wedding she desires, I just need it to be soon. If she wants to elope, that option’s on the cards. I don’t care. As long as in the end, she’s mine.
Neala and I went through a world of sufferance to get to where we are. We pushed and pulled against each other. We fought and frayed time and time again over problems that could have been sorted out with a simple conversation.
We were always destined to be together.
I know that.
I feel it in my bones. So it’s time to make it official.
I just have to find a way to talk to her brother, to my president, about this before he finds out, then I’m taken out before this has a chance to truly begin.
PYRO
The Next Morning
Waking up this morning, my head feels heavy from all the alcohol yesterday, but my heart is full. Knowing Neala and I are on our way to making us official just like her brother and Foxy gives me everything I need. But I know I have to go talk to Torque today while Neala is out getting the paperwork filed. I need to ask him for her hand, I need to do this properly, and hope like hell he says yes because if he doesn’t, I’m in deep shit.
Lala stirs as she rests her head on my chest, her hair fanned out against my arm tickling my skin.
I lean down kissing the top of her head. “Morning, angel.”
“Mmm… my head hurts.”
I chuckle. “Mine, too, we drank a lot.”
Her head snaps up, her eyes bugging out of her head. “Were you drunk when you asked me…” her question hangs in the air as I bring my hand to her face caressing her cheek tenderly.
“No, I meant it. I still do. I’m marrying you, angel. As soon as fucking possible.”
She visibly relaxes as she leans up pressing her lips to mine. “I can’t believe we’re doing this.”
I chuckle. “There must be something in the air. Torque and Foxy and now us. This club is going to be having weddings for the next century if we keep going at this rate.”
Neala laughs. “I don’t mind, they’re fun. It’s nice to see the brothers settling down.”
“We’re finding women who are worth it.”
She leans in kissing my lips sending a shockwave straight to my cock. I really want to s
tart another round of what we had last night, but we need to get up to see Torque and Foxy off before they leave this morning. In a first for the club, the president is leaving for a short stay away from the clubhouse without anyone else. Just him and Foxy, their version of a honeymoon. But they’re not going far. They wanted to be close in case they were needed, so I offered up our cabin at Tonica.
We bought it not long after we decided on what we wanted. We’ve had it close to seven months, and now it’s decorated how Lala likes it. It’s so her. Foxy and Torque will have a good time there. But if we’re going to see them off, we need to get up.
Breaking the kiss slowly, I let out an audible groan while Lala pouts. “I wish we could stay in bed all day,” she murmurs.
“I know, angel. Me, too, but we have to see Torque off.”
She rolls off me sitting up on the edge of the bed in a huff. “My brother’s so demanding,” her voice is whiny but so fucking cute.
I can’t help but laugh as I sit up sliding out the other side, standing up to finally get dressed. “I know, but he kinda runs shit around here, so…” I tilt my head as she looks at me rolling her eyes.
“Fine, but I get dressed begrudgingly.”
I chuckle as I pull on my briefs quickly getting dressed, purposely keeping my eyes from Neala’s naked body behind me as she slowly gets dressed too. Eventually, we both meet at the door and are ready to walk to the clubroom to get some breakfast before Torque and Foxy leave and Neala heads out to the offices to grab the paperwork for our impending wedding. I’m still surprised she’s agreeing to this. I was sure she would want a big snazzy affair with all the attention on her. But it seems as long as we’re together, and it’s all official, it’s all she cares about much like me.
We walk into the clubroom to a tired looking affair. Pretty much everyone’s out here, but they all look shattered. We went to bed early along with Torque, Foxy, Sensei, and Sass. All of us look relatively okay, but the rest of them appear completely fucking smashed.