“London!” he says loudly. I pause and look over at him. He smirks and walks toward me. I freeze in my exact spot, wondering what he is up to. He reaches me and pulls me tight to him in a big hug. God, that feels great.
“I missed you so much, baby,” he whispers into my hair and I squeeze him to me. He backs up and smacks a wet kiss right on my lips, just like the first one he ever gave me. I love when he does that, he’s so damn sexy. He walks over to his bike and starts her up with a roar. I’m definitely getting some new pictures of him on that bike, fucking pure hotness. I turn up my car radio and sing loudly all the way to the apartment. I check my rear view mirror every few seconds to make sure he’s right behind me the entire way. I park my little car in my spot and he parks his bike next to me. I smile at him then climb out of the car to make my way to him. I’m amazed I haven’t gotten sick at all, with my nerves and the baby. I only have him for a week so I’m not going to worry about anything and just enjoy him while I can.
We make it into the apartment and suddenly I’m backed into the wall and the door is slammed shut. “Woah!” I blink up at him, startled.
Cain has me boxed in with his ripped body and strong arms. He leans in and kisses me roughly, like he’s starved. I feel his whiskers scratch over my skin and taste the coffee he just drank on his tongue. His skin is cold from the ride over. I suck on his tongue and it takes everything in me not to moan out loud. He pulls back and kisses down my neck. Sucking and nipping, stopping to nibble lightly, he knows what that does to me. I put pressure on his chest with my hands trying to put some space between us and he backs up a little. I can feel his rock hard cock straining in his jeans against my belly. He’s breathing deeply and his grey eyes are dilated almost completely black. I’m sure my hair is everywhere and my cheeks are probably flushed. He has me really turned on but also freaking out a little. It’s moving fast and I just barely met up with him. I need to catch my bearings and let my brain slow down to get on the same page as him. I struggle to get my voice to work.
“Slow down a little please, you caught me off guard.” He looks a little frustrated and I can’t help but smile. I love that I get him so worked up, so easily.
“For now I’ll slow down but I want your pussy on my cock. My dick has been craving you for three fuckin’ months and now your juicy ass is right in front of me. All I can think about is smackin’ it, bitin’ it and eating that little cunt.” Holy shit, I haven’t been talked to like that in a long time. God, now all I can think about is him doing those things to me. Fuck it. I peel off my sweater dress. I want him to see my breasts first. I know they’ve gotten swollen from the pregnancy. I nod at him and he understands that he can do what he wants now.
He walks to me and pulls the front cups of my bra underneath my breasts. My heart rate speeds up, and I get wetter knowing he’s going to take me. He stares at my chest and grins. Yeah, he’s a tits and ass man.
“God, baby, those tits, fuck!” He bends down and takes my nipple into his mouth and sucks strongly. He runs his hands down my tummy and pushes my leggings down to my ankles. I’m not wearing any panties since I had leggings on. He runs his hands all along the area where my panties should be then pulls back from my breasts and looks at me seriously.
“You were sittin’ across from me that whole time with no fuckin’ panties? Jesus Christ!” He puts his index finger deep inside me roughly and my pussy convulses around it. It slides in easier when he pulls it out and pushes back in me coated with my wetness. He pants out a few breaths and practically growls.
“London, you’re fuckin’ soaked, and I felt your pussy suck my finger in deeper, you gonna come already?” he asks me and leans forward to suck my bottom lip into his mouth. I close my eyes and moan at the sensations ripping through my body at once.
“I’m close, you fingering me feels so good, put another deep inside me.” I put my hand on top of his and push his fingers deep inside my core. I slide my other hand into his pants and wrap my fingers around his throbbing cock as he adds another finger inside me. I pull his dick out of his jeans and bend over toward his waist. I tilt my head to bring him fully into my mouth. I bob my head up and down and swirl my tongue against his head. He grabs my hair in his other hand and pulls me off his swollen cock as he groans.
“That feels amazin’ but I want my cock inside you, baby.” I nod and back toward the couch. He stops me and pushes me up against the wall again. He bends down and puts his arms under my thighs. He lifts me up, against the wall and drives his cock into me, hard. My head flies back into the wall and I moan loudly. I never have been able to be quiet with him.
“Aaahhh, oh, God, Cain!” He’s seated so deep inside me I feel completely filled up. He barely pulls out and grinds his pelvis against my clit over and over. My pussy pulses, flooding his cock and clenching his dick, milking him as tightly as I can. I keep moaning next to his ear and it drives him on more.
“Oh, Cain, I’m coming already!” I gasp and my eyes feel like they are going to pop out at the electric sensations coursing through my core.
“That’s fuckin’ perfect baby, 'cause I can’t hold my shit in either. You feel so good all I wanna do is fill you up. I’m gonna come so deep inside you. Fuck!” He drives into me roughly about five times and then I feel his cock throbbing and the warmth shoot inside me. He barely pumps a few times to get the remaining cum inside me and then just holds me for a second. He has a sheen of sweat covering his body and he smells divine. I rub my hand through his hair as he catches his breath and smile at his sexy, disheveled appearance.
“Wow, Cain, that was great. I feel like I should give you a balloon or something after that.” He shakes his head and chuckles.
“You watch too many damn movies, woman!” he gasps out as he breathes hard. I smile, because he’s right. I’m guilty of occasional movie quoting. I squeeze his flexed arm muscles and ask him about what I’ve been thinking of since he hugged me earlier.
“Hey, have you been working out more? You look bigger and you were just holding me like I’m a feather.” I rub one of my hands down his shirt covered stomach and feel the ridges of his muscles, the result of endless crunches he likes to do in the mornings before he showers.
“Besides that juicy ass and those plump tits, you are a feather. I may have, I just had a fight two weeks ago or else we would have been up here sooner.” Geesh, I’m glad he got delayed, I was staying with Cam a few weeks ago. Yeah, that would have been awkward! God! Fuck! I can’t believe I just had sex with Cain and I’m freaking pregnant with Cameron’s baby. Ugh! Fuck Cameron. I’m going to enjoy every minute I get with Cain while he’s here, pregnant or not. I may never get the chance to be with him again.
“How are your brothers doing? I miss seeing everyone at the clubhouse.” My chest tightens when I think of how welcoming everyone had been to me at the compound. I feel so horrible inside from not giving them the goodbye in person they all deserved. Cain lets me down easily and pulls my hand to get me to sit on the couch next to him. He turns toward me so he can see me while he speaks.
“They’re fine, sweet cheeks. I know Twist wants to see you. He tried actin’ like he was okay with you leaving, but I know that shit bothered him,” he says softly and it hurts my heart, I’m such a bitch. Twist has always been so good to me and I didn’t even send him a birthday card last month. I swallow and stay quiet for a minute before I respond.
“I know, I felt really bad not being able to tell them all goodbye.” He looks all over my face and nods slowly then looks at the ground.
“I’m kinda surprised he didn’t come up after your ass to make sure you’re okay. You know he thinks of you as his little sister.”
“I know, but you said he’s here now, so we can have lunch or something.” He looks up at me and give me a small smile.
“Actually, we can head over to the hotel and get my shit. You can visit with him there, if that’s cool?”
“Yes, that’s fine, can we stop by Subway on the way though?
” I want to get Twizzler his favorite with his macadamia nut cookie. I’ll get a bunch of assorted cookies to take for the boys to snack on too. Cain rolls his eyes and huffs out.
“I swear…did your ass ever bring me lunch as much as you brought him those damn sandwiches? You’d think he was your man, but I was the one givin’ you dick all the time.” I start giggling, what an ass.
“Giving me dick, huh? I’m pretty sure I remember you offering it up very willingly! Acting like you sacrificed or something, there are many, many times you got a nice little quickie on the side of the road somewhere.” I grin up at him. I missed our back and forth banter, we used to have so much fun together. He was always so good at making me bust out laughing at random times. We got stared at many times while in the grocery store.
“Hell yeah, I gave you that shit, baby, ain’t no one else was allowed on my cock but you.” He kisses my lips softly. I pull back and lightly bite his chin.
“Grrrrr… Come on, you know that shit will get you spanked. We need to get my bag.” He grabs my jacket off the arm of the chair and helps me into it. He pulls my hood over my head and ties it under my chin like I’m a kid. Then slips his leather jacket on and zips up. He’s so sweet to me. He wraps his arm around me while we walk to his bike and holds my hand when I climb on the bike behind him so I keep my balance. He’s always been so thoughtful and I never realized it before. I wrap my arms around his hips and hold on tightly. I bury my face in the back of his jacket and breathe him in. God, I missed him so much. I’m so grateful I get to spend some time with Cain. I need him so bad right now. He revs the engine and takes off. I squeal a little and I feel his chest vibrate with him laughing at me.
Chapter 7
We arrive on the outskirts of town at some little hole-in-the-wall motel. The roof is bright blue and the motel sign is missing the E, so it spells out MOT L. It’s the kind that you enter the rooms from outside instead of through the inside of the building. Each room has a window next to the door with an ugly, faded green curtain. If I wasn’t with Cain and knew the guys, I would never stop by this place even if someone paid me to. We pull into the gravel lot and he walks the bike into a space next to the brothers’ bikes. He turns it off and I slowly climb off while holding his shoulders. I have a perma-grin when I look at him. I start talking excitedly moving my arms around crazily.
“God, I missed your bike! That was great!” He beams his beautiful smile at me and climbs off. He looks happy and pleased with my outburst.
“That’s 'cause you were made to ride on the back of my bike.” I turn my head away. I can’t believe I’m pregnant and I’m going to have to tell him. I love the fact I’m going to have a baby, I just feel so guilty because I know it will hurt him. I don’t want to see his reaction when he finds out and he gets upset. He leans down and kisses the tip of my nose. “Come on, sweet cheeks, let’s get that sexy ass inside and warm.” He grabs my hand and starts walking toward the hotel room door. We stop in front of the bright blue door that has a gold ‘15’ on it. Cain starts pounding on it and yelling. The guys are going to have a heart attack when they hear him. I wouldn’t be surprised if they start shooting.
“Open the fuck up, Twizzler! I brought you a little chicken that flew the coop!” The door slams open and Cain is met with a Glock in his face. He doesn’t even flinch, just stares straight down the barrel. I’m sure it’s not the first time he’s had a gun in his face before. Surprisingly, that thought doesn’t scare me. It must be because I know he can handle it and will do what he has to in order to take care of himself.
“Shut the fuck up, pussy, only she gets away with callin’ me that shit. You, I’ll put in the fuckin’ ground,” Twist growls menacingly and Cain laughs.
“Put that shit away, brother, ain’t no one heard me callin’ you that, so take the burr out of your dick.” He pushes his way in the door and pulls me along behind him. I smile at Twist and he opens his arms up. I walk straight into them and give him a hug.
“Cupcake, how you doin?” he asks and I love the familiarity of hearing him call me cupcake again mixed with his heavy southern drawl.
“Good, Twizzler, I brought you your favorite,” I say and hand him the sandwich. His smile grows and he grabs the sandwich. He sits on the end of the queen size bed and starts to unwrap it. Twist might have a couple of screws loose and be a mean guy when provoked, but if someone takes the time to snatch him up they will be one lucky lady. I once heard a few of the guys talking that when he gets angry he will take different size blades, stab the person then twist each blade one at a time, over and over until he leaves holes all over their body. That’s some seriously scary, messed up stuff. He treats me like I’m made of gold though, so I don’t know if it’s really true.
“Thanks. So how do ya like it up here?” he asks and takes a giant bite of his chicken bacon ranch sub with extra banana peppers. His whole mouth is full and he chews slowly. If I didn’t know him well enough, I’d think he hadn’t eaten in two days, but that’s how he always eats.
“It’s not too bad, I’ll be happy when it warms back up. I miss home pretty bad though.”
“Yeah, well, come back home with us when we leave then. It’s not this fuckin’ cold in Texas right now.” He takes another bite and watches me.
“I would love to visit home now but I actually start my job on Wednesday, so I have to wait until I can take a few days off.” He gets an irritated look on his face, scrunching up his forehead and shakes his head at me. He acts all nonchalant sneaking his opinion in.
“No, cupcake, just blow this joint an’ move back where ya belong.” It comes out sounding like he thinks it should be common sense to me or something. Like I can easily just pack up and move wherever I want to. Not everyone can just hop on their motorcycle and go where their heart desires though.
“Maybe when I finish school, but I have to get my degree first. University of Texas is a lot more expensive than University of Tennessee, even if I have to pay out of state tuition.” He rolls his eyes and takes another huge bite of his sandwich. We watch Cain come back into the bedroom area from the bathroom, carrying his shaving bag with his toiletries in it.
“I got my shit and you two got to see each other, now let’s go back to your place, babe.” Cain grabs up his backpack and nods toward the door while he stuffs his smaller bag into his backpack. Well, so much for visiting with Twist. Cain always has it in his head that we are all on his timeline. Twist snorts at Cain then glances at me.
“Yeah, your man here has been a sappy shit without ya, so I’ll see you again before we leave.” I jump up off the bed and put my jacket and beanie back on. I lean over and kiss Twist on the cheek. He’s the only brother I do that to and Cain doesn’t seem to mind. Any other brother and they would probably eat Cain’s fist for a snack. I smile at Twist and walk toward the door. Cain shouts his goodbye and makes his way out of the motel room.
“Okay, sounds good! I’ll see you soon,” I say and walk outside to the bike with Cain. He sticks his backpack on my shoulders securely and we make our way back to my apartment. A little ways down I tap on his shoulder. He turns the radio down so he can hear me.
“Yeah?” he hollers over his shoulder and leans his head back a little toward me.
“I want tacos!” I yell back close to his ear. I see the little purple sign for the taco shop ahead of us not too far away and I want to stop at the drive-thru to take some home. I feel my belly start to rumble. This little baby is hungry, I feel like I could eat fifty tacos all of a sudden.
“Alright!” he says and puts his hand out to signal we are turning.
We arrive home and I unload from the bike carrying the taco shop bag. The lady in drive-thru was nice enough to wrap them in a few paper bags then stuff them in a plastic bag to try to keep them a little warm. Thankfully the shop is really close to the apartment or the tacos would be frozen. Cain tries to take the bag away from me and I tuck it into my chest and hold on tight. He puts his arm around me and laughs.
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“I can’t believe you, baby. What made you order ten tacos for yourself? I mean, shit, I only ordered five and I always eat way more than your ass!” he chastises me and shakes his head as we make our way to the apartment. I take a big sip of my iced tea and smile.
“I told you, I’m hungry.”
“Yeahh, you hungry all right, I wonder what you’d be like hungry when your ass gets knocked up. Geez, I bet you’d try to order the whole damn menu! Good thing I taught you how to ride balancing ice cream cones last summer or you never would have made it back with that tea. I still can’t believe you held on to all of that shit and didn’t fall off the bike. Crazy woman.” I can’t believe he’s really teasing me right now. I’m just hungry and cold, geez. I unload everything on the kitchen counter and stick my tongue out at him.
“Shut your face, Cain!” Fuck! This is bad… I’m supposed to be relaxing and not worrying about shit right now. All I keep thinking about is having to eventually tell him I’m pregnant. He follows me into the kitchen and gestures to my drink.
“And since when did ya start drinking iced tea anyhow? It’s like you’ve done a one eighty on the stuff you used to drink.” I roll my eyes at him. He pays way too close attention to me obviously. I hadn’t realized it before but I am starting to now. He must have cared for me way more than I ever gave him credit for.
“I don’t know, okay, tea with lemon and sugar just sounded really good,” I huff and make my way to the bedroom. I’m feeling guilty and like a whale for ordering so much stuff. The apple empanadas just looked so good on the menu picture. I unload my jacket, beanie and shoes in the closet. I trade my clothes for a pair of comfy yoga pants and one of my tank tops. I slip my feet into my fluffy, fake fur Victoria’s Secret slippers I got free when I ordered my adorable penguin pajamas. Thank God it’s warm in here at least. I thought my hands were going to freeze off on that bike. I had to stuff my hands in Cain’s jacket just to keep them warm. I thought he was going to wreck when I stuck them under his clothes and touched his stomach. I giggle to myself. He pokes his head in the doorway when he hears me.
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