by Annie Buff
Sex hadn’t happened yet, and that was actually okay with him. They had spent hours talking about how it had been for her with Trevor. How he expected oral sex from her but wouldn’t return the favor. And how he would push her head down, gagging her and thinking it was funny.
“ Sweetheart, that’s not how it’s supposed to be. Not even close Baby. See, any man can fuck and any guy can shove his dick down your throat. There’s no art to fucking, no art to forcing oral and no intimacy.
“What we’re gonna do, that’s maki ng love Baby. There’s intimacy and emotions. And I’m not pushing for anything you’re not ready to give. You tell me what you want and I promise to send you to the moon.
“ See, I used to be the guy that didn’t care about intimacy, that all changed about a year and a half ago. Now all I want to do is love you.”
Rylee wanted all those things with him, but she had only been with Trevor and really had no experience in the sex department. She had heard from the brothers about Slinger’s escapades, and was terrified she’d be a disappointment to him. That was why they hadn’t done anything yet, she knew she had to speak up and tell him. Doing that was the hard part.
“I’m worried Nash,” she took a breath before she continued. This was harder than she thought it would be. “The guys have all told me about how you were. You’ve been with so many women and what if it’s bad with me? I have no idea what I’m doing.”
He just shook his head, there was no way she could ever disappoint him. He was so in love with her that it wasn’t possible. With Rylee it would be so much more than sex, but she didn’t understand that yet.
“Baby I’m not proud of how I was. At that time I didn’t think much about it, but looking back at it I’m embarrassed. I was an ass, there were so many things I didn’t understand. I do now, and there’s no way in this world it would ever be bad with you.” Slinger had more to say but he needed to kiss her first, feel her lips on his. He leaned in, but was quickly interrupted by his favorite toddler.
“Dad!” Micah yelled jumping into his arms and hugging him tight. He had been playing with the toy motorcycle that Slinger bought him. His little laugh made the two of them start.
“I can’t believe he said that to you. Wow! He really loves you.” Rylee was on the verge of tears again, more happy ones.
Her son had finally found a man worthy of being called Dad. Slinger just held the little boy tight. This was the ultimate acceptance and trust. He knew then that nobody would hurt this family he was building, and he knew he would kill to protect them both.
“He’ s such an amazing kid Nash, it blows me away that Trevor refused to sign his birth certificate. It’s not like I was going to sue him for child support, he wouldn’t pay even if I did. I’m the only person he’s ever admitted being the father to.
“ To all his friends he just says I tried to trap him, seriously after everything he’s done to me why in the hell would I want to trap him!” Her voice had gone up a couple octaves, Slinger just shook his head as he listened to her talk. If he didn’t hate Trevor before he surely did now.
“Baby Girl I’d be honored to be his Dad, he isa great kid. Honestly, I never gave much thought to having kids or being a Father, but for him I’d jump at the
chance.”
That night he tucked Micah in without Rylee. They needed man time after Micah had called him Dad. Slinger had to know if that’s what the toddler wanted. He knew he could make it happen legally without any issues, but he had to know for sure if Micah wanted him to be Dad all the time or if it was just a spur of the moment thing.
“Hey little man, can we talk? You know like man to man?” Micah nodded and smiled at him. The smile warmed his insides. Slinger, like Smoke never thought of kids. He figured it wasn’t in the cards for him and let it go.
Now here he was, asking Micah if he wanted him to be his Father. “Do you want me to really be your Dad Micah? I mean I want to, if you want me to.”
Micah flung himself into Slingers arms, that was all the answer he needed. Now he had to talk to Rylee about making this permanent. Them as a couple, living together. He had already told Smoke to find a house he could buy. Something with property, as close to the clubhouse as possible. Rylee would need the support of Peyton and Wisha.
Smoke and Peyton came up to the cabin, bringing little Nora who had just turned one. She and Micah did well together and Peyton thought it would give Rylee a little break. They needed girl time, Peyton knew how inexperienced Rylee was and figured talking would help. Smoke had some information for Slinger.
“Hey Ink Man, got some news and it wasn’t the kind I’d give over the phone.” Smoke knew Slinger was going to blow a gasket, that was his first reason for making the drive.
The second was to tell him he had heard some unnerving things through the grapevine about Trevor. The third was he and Peyton had talked and they were going to gift him two acres of the
property.
Smoke had twenty-one acres and giving a couple of them to a brother wasn’t a big deal. He had already had Bones call his contractor and plans were being drawn up. Between all the
renovations to Smoke’s home and the Clubhouse, now with a home for Slinger and Rylee, the contractor would be rich.
“I don’t want to hear this, do I? Man, please tell me it’s not about Rylee?” Slinger knew if Smoke came this far it was bad news.
“Got good and bad, which one you want first?” Smoke knew it didn’t matter so he figured the bad first. Then the good news would put a smile on his sour face.
“When we went to her apartment it was trashed. When I say trashed, I mean it. Nothing salvageable in the whole place. It burned my ass looking at what that fucker did to her stuff. We’ll get him, and then he’s all yours Ink Man. The other shitty thing is I’ve heard he picks up his dope from Raul Paulo, that’s not good man. If the Eighty-eight are involved we’re gonna have a time of this.”
All Slinger could think was FUCK! So that’s what he yelled. Loud enough he knew Rylee heard him, but he was pissed.
“Are you kidding me? The fucking Eighty-eight! This can’t be happening!” The Eighty-eight was a gang of adopted Hispanic children, almost always by prominent members of the cartel.
They were branded in ink with the number Eighty-eight somewhere visible and taught to always obey Papi. No matter what was asked of them, and it turned them into killing machines. The young ones were treated like animals until they turned eighteen, then gifted with anything they could want in exchange for absolute loyalty. This was definitely not good.
“Is there any good news? Or did you come up here just to see me pissed?” Smoke knew how pissed he was, he would feel exactly the same way. At least he had some good news for him.
“Peyton and I were talking, and she had one of her ideas. You know they’re always great, and I totally agree with her. So, Ink Man, she and I are giving you and Rylee two acres behind my house. You’re my Security Officer and one of my best friends. We got the contractor drawing some shit up for you guys. Micah will get his backyard and you’re gonna get a home with your girl.”
Slinger just stared at Smoke. This was unbelievable, he was giving them space for a real house. And on club property no less.
“Jesus man, are you kidding me? You’re really giving me acreage?” The two men embraced, this was the nicest thing anyone had ever done for him. Slinger fought back the tears, and from the glassy look in Smoke’s eyes he was having the same issue.
“I gotta go thank the Queen, she’s amazing man!” All Smoke could think was yes,sheis Peyton and Rylee sat watching the little ones play and having girl time. It was one of those crisp autumn afternoons and the kids were giggling and playing chase. Peyton figured this would be a good time to let Rylee vent.
“He’ s crazy about you. You know that right? Nash is totally in love with you. I’ve known him almost two years now and never have I seen him like this. Rylee, you and Micah will always be cared for. That man will move mountains
for you.”
Rylee was nuts about him too, but she was still terrified about sleeping with him. “There’s so much I don’t understand about the life, but even more than that I’m inexperienced. Trevor was my first and only. I just turned twentytwo, and he’s been out of my life since I was six months pregnant. There hasn’t been anyone else.
“ There were things I wanted to try, but if I asked he would say no, so I stopped asking.” That made sense, Peyton wasn’t exactly an expert when she and Smoke met but he was different. He wanted her to have anything she wanted, Trevor sounded like the guy who was out for himself.
“Tell me what you wanted to do, ask me anything Rylee. We’re pretty much sisters by default now.” They were, it Was an exclusive club. The wives and
girlfriends of the Devil’s. By her face, Peyton knew Rylee was embarrassed.
“Please don’t laugh , but the only men I’ve actually seen naked were in pictures. Trevor didn’t like lights, I just want to look. To be able to touch, without feeling weird. And like the whole blow job thing, I want to do it. But at my own pace and how much I can take. The only orgasm I’ve ever had was on my own. I know that’s not as good as it gets. I want it all. This probably sounds silly, doesn’t it?”
Peyton shook her head. She
understood completely. “Nope, not one little bit. You sound like a normal woman. I wasn’t an expert either, Smoke is amazing. I told him of something I wanted to try, the next day we went to an adult shop and asked questions. Bought some things, and started experimenting. It took some time for me to open up completely. But I’m glad I did. I’ve never had better sex in my life.
“ Trust me Ry, talk to Nash. He truly loves you and wants to give you
everything. And Micah, God does he love that child. I know Nash, and he’s going to want more so get ready girlfriend.”
Rylee hugged Peyton, she couldn’t believe she had found such a good friend. They spent a while longer talking until she saw the men come through the trees. Smoke gave his woman a kiss and took Rylee by the hand, leading her and the children inside. Smoke knew privacy was needed, and that he could use some coffee, and the kids needed a snack. He had gotten pretty good at being a dad.
“Queen.” Slinger said, wra pping her in a hug. Out of all the brotherhood, he was her favorite. Slinger was Peyton’s best friend. They had a bond only they
understood. “Thank you! Smoke told me about the acreage and that it was your idea. I love you. You know that, don’t you?
“ You saved my life, and nobody will ever have the kind of spot in my heart that you do, Queen.”
She knew, they had bonded in blood, In death and in life. That’s why she had chosen Natalia as the first middle name for her daughter.
“Yeah I know, I love you too. And I adore Rylee. It will be nice having you guys so close. Nora needs a playmate, and I think it will help Rylee. This isn’t your average life, she’s going to need support dealing with the craziness of this world we live in.
“ Remember the day you and Rennie got shot in Alamogordo? How freaked out I was? I would have done anything to have someone there for me, a girl. So, I’m going to be that for her, me and Wisha. She’s really busy these days running that private security firm, but she will be there too.”
They talked about Rylee and her fears of intimacy with him. Slinger was shocked at what he was told.
“Seriously, she’s never been able to just touch or look. Damn! I want her to touch me so fucking bad. Queen you don’t have any idea how bad. Remember my confession? You never asked why, maybe it’s time I tell you.
“ My Ma, well she was always so busy trying not to piss my old man off and get her ass beat she didn’t have time to really give me and my sister any affection. That’s why I slept around so much. I wanted to feel loved, even if it was just physical. After a while it stopped feeling like much of anything and when I would watch you and Smoke; I knew that’s what I wanted. It was love, not just any love.
“ I saw the heart pounding, feel it all the way into your bones kind of love. And I love Rylee. I love her so much it’s
terrifying. Micah called me Dad, I had to fight not to bawl like a baby. I love him too Queen, just like he was mine. I’m gonna adopt him. I asked him if I could be Dad all the time.
“I need a ring, you’re gonna help me. I need the perfect diamond for her,
something she will love. And like Smoke, I’m gonna propose in Slinger style.”
Peyton knew he would do just that and she knew exactly what the ring should look like. Rylee had mentioned how much she liked Peyton’s and just how the chocolate diamonds sparkled. But there were things that had to be handled first. Trevor and the Eighty-eight had to be extinguished, then a proper proposal would happen. A good old fashioned biker proposal.
The women cooked dinner while the men shot the breeze. The little ones were sitting quietly watching cartoons. Peyton and Rylee talked while preparing dinner.
“Peyton, thank you. I’ve never had anyone like you in my life. My mother was worthless and I didn’t make friends very easily. Nash said something to me and he said it was yours to tell. What happened by that old shed?”
That was a day she hadn’t thought about in over a year. The day Skinny came to kill her, the day he almost killed Nash. That day Peyton found the strength she didn’t know she had, putting three bullets in her father and ending his reign of terror. As she told Rylee the story of that day she didn’t feel sorrow, she felt pride. She saved her family, nothing else mattered.
“Holy shit Peyton! You’re incredible! I don’t know if I could have done it.” Peyton knew she could have. Rylee had stood up to Trevor to keep her son safe. She had more balls than she knew.
“Hun, I saw your face remember? You stood up to that son of a bitch Trevor. You’ve got a damn big set of stones! Any time you feel scared or confused, you come to me. Even if it’s just for a babysitter, you come to me. Has Nash taken Micah on the bike yet? Smoke had Nora sitting on his bike the day after she was born. There’s a picture of it over the fireplace in the house. I’ll show you when you come back.”
The First Of Many
Smoke and Peyton headed back down the mountain the next afternoon, but they had an extra passenger. Peyton talked Rylee into letting her take Micah with them. It took some doing, they hadn’t ever been apart overnight. It was just for one night, she and Slinger were headed back down the next morning. Rylee eventually gave in and let him go.
Slinger was glad she did, he had plans for the night. He needed to show her how beautiful making love could be. It would be a first for him too. He’d never actually made love before. Sex yes, fucking yes but making love had never happened. He had never been in love before. Rylee was everything he ever wanted, she was something he didn’t know was even possible. His heart had never been so full, and Slinger knew he would do whatever it took to make his family happy and keep them safe.
Dinner was leftovers and after he built a fire in the pit so she could have
marshmallows and cuddle up to him. Rylee was laying between his legs with her head back on his chest. Slinger had his arms around her middle, holding tight to the woman he loved.
He sweetly kissed the side of her head, loving the scent of strawberries from her shampoo. His cock twitched in his jeans, his hard on had been perpetual since he’d met her. Slinger knew from the beginning he would have to be patient, Rylee was young. He had ten years on her, not that he cared about the age difference. But he just knew she needed to feel loved first. Slinger pulled her up so he could cradle her in his arms.
“Ry, I love you. I know it’s kinda fast, but I fucking love you.” He saw the glint of a tear in her eyes. Slinger knew no man had ever said those words to her. He had never even thought of saying them to anyone until her.
He had his hand on her cheek and pulled her lips to his. Before long she was straddling his lap, lips still locked. The twitching had become almost painful, and he was sure she felt it.
; “Baby Girl I want you, in every way possible. Tell me what you want.” He knew from his talk with the Queen, but he needed Rylee to tell him.
“I want to touch every part of you, can I?” Slinger stood with her still wrapped around him and took her upstairs to the bedroom he’d been using, setting her on the bed and slowly undressing. Letting her help and touch.
“Fuck Baby, your touch feels so damn good.” He was whimpering at the way it felt. The hair on his body was standing on end, nothing in his entire life had ever caused that. She trailed her fingers down his chest, grazing his nipple piercing.
“I really like this,” Rylee told him as she touched the hoop in his nipple. They had always been sensitive, but her touch was lighting a fire in him. She traced all his tattoos with the tips of her fingers, telling him which ones she liked best and when she put her mouth on his piercing he almost came undone. This was her night, so Slinger gave up control and let her drive. These were all things she wanted, and he couldn’t tell her no. When she looked up at him and said those three words he almost lost it.
“I love you Nash.” She told him as her hand drifted over the bulge in his jeans. She drew a hiss from him, knowing it had to feel good. He popped the button on his jeans, letting Rylee finish from there. Once the zipper came down his cock sprung out, he rarely wore underwear. He let the jeans hit the carpet and stepped out of them, standing completely naked in front of her.
Rylee just stared at his bare body, she took in every inch of him. There were a lot of inches, she guessed at least eight inches. He was magnificent.
“Oh my God Nash! You’re fucking beautiful.” She reached out to touch his cock, grasping it and sliding her hand up the hardened shaft. He felt like silk over steel, he made that hissing sound again. “Am I doing this okay?”
“God yes! Fuck Baby! Can’t you see it, I’m dripping it feels so god damned good.” She did see it. Rylee just had no idea men did that. She timidly licked the head of his cock. It was as silky as it looked, and his essence tasted like nothing she had ever experienced. It was a mix between sweet, salty and masculine male.