Acceptance (The Chicago Defiance MC Series Book 5)

by K E Osborn

  After I step out of them, it leaves me in my boxer briefs and Bex in her jeans and bra. She’s far too dressed, so I step up to her, my hands linking around her back, flicking the strap of her bra undone with one hand.

  “I don’t even want to think about how you can do that one-handed.”

  I shake my head as she pulls her jeans and panties down her legs while I take off my briefs leaving us both naked. Leaning into the alcove of the shower, I turn on the faucets to the right temperature letting her walk in first. I want her to be warm, so she’s comfortable. She’s been through a trauma tonight, so I want to look after her right now.

  Stepping in behind her, I can’t help glancing at her perfect tits. They’re not massive, but not small either, the perfect size, enough for a good handful.

  Moving in, our bodies align. I press my lips to hers as the water runs between us, the tepid liquid feeling like heaven on my aching skin. The drain floods red, and I try not to let her look, keeping her head up as we kiss. Her eyes close as I wrap my arms around her, holding her close to me. It seems like every time we shower together, we feel a bond, a closeness which wasn’t quite there before we started this new adventure.

  This is where it truly began for us—in a shower. It’s where we feel closeness. Maybe because it’s when we’re naked, it’s where we can truly be alone without fear of anyone seeing us together. I understand everyone here knows about, and are happy for us, but there’s still a stigma in our minds that we need to overcome. So this, right here, is our time to truly be with each other, even though this is probably the most sexual we’ve gotten together.

  My hands link around her waist as I kiss her strongly, the metallic smell leaving the air as the blood’s now gone. My cock’s so fucking hard I’m finding it difficult to concentrate on anything other than thoughts of pushing her against the side wall and shoving my cock inside her. She seems to be feeling the same as she moves in closer, grinding her pussy against me. I groan into her mouth as my hand grips forcefully into her hair, threading her blonde locks around my fingers, tightening the tension. She whimpers, the sound like fucking heaven to my ears as her tongue continues to tangle with mine.

  Without warning, her hand slides down between us grabbing my rock-hard cock. Her small hand wraps around my length. I break the kiss looking down at her tiny hand around my length with wide eyes. She pauses mid-stroke, biting on her bottom lip like she’s unsure if she should stop. This feels fucking amazing, I’m not sure why I stopped our kiss. I guess I just didn’t think she was ready to take this further. Her eyes narrow like she’s scared I’m going to deny her, but I simply lean forward, my hand gripping her hair tighter yanking her lips back to mine, kissing her harder as my other hand slides up her side to finally feel her pert tit. I’ve wanted to feel her breasts for as long as I can remember. With her hand firmly on my cock, I think it’s safe to say it’s okay for me to go there now.

  Her hand strokes up and down on my cock, the sensation running along my spine like a fucking steam train. I groan into her mouth as I try to keep myself together for as long as I can. Last thing I need is to come like a teenage boy in three point five seconds. My hand caresses her perfect mound, tweaking her nipple as she writhes against me.

  The way she’s torturing me, moving her hand in just the right way, kills me. I want her to feel the same. I don’t know if she’s going to push my hand away or welcome me, but I need to try. I need to feel her right now. So, my hand slides from her tit down the middle of her torso as she continues to pull on my cock. Our tongues thrash together while I pant harshly out of my nose trying so hard to keep myself together.

  She isn’t making any moves to stop me, in fact her legs spread, welcoming me. It almost makes me come on the fucking spot.

  This is all I’ve dreamed about—touching Bex, being like this, having this kind of connection with her.

  I slide my hand down to her pussy. It instantly pushes into my palm like the needy thing it is. I fucking love it. My finger slides up and down her already slickened folds–Half from the water of the shower, half from her own making. My cock twitches in her hand from the pleasure of her motions but also from touching her for the first time.

  This is fucking bliss.

  My finger finds her clit almost instantly as she moans in my mouth, her body folding slightly with the pressure, but she doesn’t stop her movements on me as we work each other up in unison. Both breathing harshly through our noses as the pressure builds inside of us. I flick my finger on her swollen clit, circling and pressing firmly, loving every second of touching her. She pulls on me with a firm grip and a rhythm that’s fucking intoxicating. She knows exactly what she’s doing as she whimpers into my mouth. I’m getting so fucking close myself, but I want her to come first, so I amp up my speed. She falters her movements, so I know I’m doing it right as her entire body convulses. Her kisses weaken as she lets out a moan making my cock even harder if that’s possible.

  Her body begins to tremble. I tighten my hand in her hair pulling her head back as I break my lips from hers, so she can concentrate on her breathing. Moving my mouth to her neck, I start running my lips up her delicate neck, licking, nipping, sucking. Her hand on my cock drops as her hand races around my back, her nails digging into my flesh like an untamed beast. It’s so fucking hot, I’m almost on the edge myself as my finger continues working her up. I push her against the shower wall as she pants, her nails clawing at me.

  “God, Ty, yes!” Hearing her say my name in the throes of passion only makes me want to get her there faster, so I lean in biting her neck harder as I flick her clit. She gasps, her entire body shuddering. Her eyes clench tight as she slides up the wall, arching her back letting out a loud gasp as her entire body wracks with her visible orgasm. She moans through it, her nails dig into my shoulder blades making me pant as I try to keep my cock from exploding all over her from just watching her come. It truly is the best thing I’ve ever witnessed.

  “Fuck, you’re beautiful when you come,” I murmur, leaning in planting a chaste kiss on her panting lips.

  She slowly opens her eyes. I expect to see them tired and dazed, but instead, they’re hooded and fueled. She wants more, she’s intent. All it does is turn me on even further.

  “Ty,” she pants heavily as she looks me square in the eyes. “Fuck me.” There’s no hesitation or waver in her voice. She’s serious.

  My cock’s definitely in on this plan.

  I tilt my head as I step closer, our bodies aligned in every way, my throbbing cock pressing against her pussy. “We can’t go back once we do this, Bex. It takes us into a whole other category. Are you ready for that?”

  Her hands wrap around my neck as her gorgeous sky blue eyes lock onto mine. “I’ve never been surer of anything in my life, Ty. I need you. I want you. I don’t want to delay this anymore. We’ve waited, we’ve danced around it, we’ve been naked together so many times. I’ve wanted this so many more. Ty… fuck me.”

  My stomach swarms with euphoria as my fingers in her hair releases, reaching for her hand. I grab it pinning it above her head as my other slides up her thigh, pushing her leg up the side of my hip so I can get at a better angle. Her chest heaves as I hold her in place. The water cascading over my back making the heat in here rise even more. Looking in her eyes, I line my cock up with her pussy as my lips turn up.

  “This changes everything, Bex,” I murmur.

  Her free hand moves to my ass pulling me forward, the tip of my cock sliding just inside her pussy.

  We both pant at the feeling.

  It’s fucking unbelievable.

  “Then let it,” she whispers.

  Adrenaline overwhelms me as I slam my lips to hers, tightening my hand on her wrist while her other hand moves to my ass pulling me at the same time I move up, ramming forward inside of her. It’s like the best rush I’ve ever known.

  Like all the cares and concerns about this very fucking moment have been for naught.

  Because
right now she’s my lover.

  As I pause for a moment letting her acclimatize to my size inside her, enjoying the feeling of us being joined for the first time, she kisses me with such insatiable hunger that I know she’s in this with me. She’s in the same headspace I am.

  Friends to lovers.

  No matter what we are, where we are, right now is fucking perfect as I pull back then thrust up inside of her while we both moan in pure unadulterated ecstasy. The hot water pummeling over my back makes the moment even more intense like all my senses are going into overdrive. All my emotions and sensations are heightened making this the best fuck of my life.

  It’s not slow, it’s not tender. It’s fast, it’s carnal as my fingers clench onto her wrist so tight I’m worried they might bruise. She seems to be enjoying the pressure, so I keep it there as she rocks back against me. My hand on her thigh hoists her up higher, hitting her at just the right angle without making her lose her footing. I thrust up inside of her, pull back, and as I thrust up again, I rotate a little giving a slightly different rhythm to the pace. She moans into my mouth as her free hand slides up onto my back, her nails digging into my flesh. The sensation of her clawing at my skin feeling fucking awesome as she tears at me. I’m a sucker for pain, so her ripping me to shreds only turns me on.

  I’m a sick bastard.

  Her panting becomes faster while her pussy tightens around me. I know she’s right on the edge as she pulls me closer to her. I push up inside her. Deeper. Harder. It’s so fucking difficult for me to keep myself together, but I need to get her there before I can let go. Moving my mouth from hers, I kiss down her jaw to her neck, my teeth grazing along her skin. My tongue lapping up the droplets of water from the steam as they run down her flesh.

  She’s so close, her nails digging in so firm it’s got my cock throbbing. She moans, her head thrashing from side to side as I fuck her against the shower wall.

  I latch down on her neck biting hard enough to send a shockwave straight to her clit. She gasps as her back arches off the wall, pushing her onto my cock further. Her pussy clamps onto my shaft making my balls tighten. A tingle runs down my spine, making pins and needles run straight through my body to my toes. I grip onto her wrist so tightly while thrusting up inside of her hard that she moans out my name with her explosion.

  My balls contract as a low grunt escapes me, the pressure builds, and then I explode. My hot cum inside of her with the biggest release I’ve ever had in my life. I push her back into the wall needing to take some of the pressure off as I jolt a few times inside of her. Her nails unclench from my back as my head falls into the crook of her neck. She’s panting for air then she falls limp into my arms.

  We stand, panting, emotions running high.

  Everything is different.

  We’ve taken the step now officially. It can never be taken back.

  The next few moments will define us.

  And it scares the fuck out of me.

  BEX

  Panting for breath, my eyes unclench as I take in the enormity of this moment. It’s now I either freak out or embrace this path we’re on. I guess it depends on Ty as well and how he chooses to react to this. We let our desires, the heat within, take over in the moment. We’ve been cautious not to overstep this barrier, but now there’s no going back. We’ve taken that final leap.

  As his face comes up in line with mine, I brace to see his eyes. But instead of the fear I was expecting, a slow smile adorns his face as his glassy eyes look right into mine. He isn’t regretting this, and neither am I.

  His hand lets my wrist go, and I instantly bring my palm to cup his wet face. He’s still inside of me, and that fact only excites me further as we stare into each other’s eyes. His ice blue irises are so strong, so sturdy like there’s no doubt in his mind we did the right thing, like this was our path all along. It fills me with pride and excitement for where this could lead us from here.

  Do we still have mountains to climb? Fuck yes. But right here, right now, nothing could stop me from practically radiating with happiness.

  “You’re so fucking gorgeous right now,” he murmurs licking his lips as he leans in pecking my lips again, but in a much tenderer more subdued way. I kiss him back, then he pulls away slowly, gently withdrawing out of me, easing my leg down from his side. Chains runs his hands up and down my body as if to soothe my skin. It feels like freaking heaven with the soft trickle of water I’m getting. He steps to the side edging me under the flow of the stream as I let my head soak. His fingers smooth up as he caresses my scalp letting the water envelop the tendrils. He’s taking care of me. Chains has always been somewhat of a brute, a manly man, but right now he’s being considerate and attentive. A side to him I knew was there, but I’ve rarely seen. A side I knew was reserved for only special people, for special occasions, and right now I feel pretty fucking special.

  “Thank you,” I murmur as he massages my head with the skill of a masseuse.

  His bright smile lights up the room like a summer’s day as he gleams with so much enthusiasm. “What for?”

  My hands snake around his muscular waist. I’m in awe of his amazing body. Sure it might be littered with scars and damaged to hell, but to me, he’s beautifully broken. “For everything. For making me feel better about tonight. For making me remember all that truly matters… is us.”

  His lips fall a little like he’s thinking hard. It worries me as I continue to caress his bearded cheek. “Talk to me, Ty.”

  He exhales pulling me closer to him, the water cascading between us as he looks at me. “This was a big step for us.”

  I gnaw on my bottom lip. “It was.”

  He looks away as his jaw clenches, then he looks back at me. “What do we tell Abi and Will?”

  I tense a little. I kinda wish he didn’t burst our happy bubble for just a little longer. I knew this was something we’d have to address at some stage, I just didn’t know when or how. It’s been brewing since our senior prom. “We do have to tell them.”

  His nostrils flare. “I know, but when? How?”

  My stomach rolls, and I see the sheer terror in his eyes. I know his fears about Mom and Dad disowning him, kicking him out of the family for this, and that’s my fault. For pulling back and saying something at the prom. I feel awful for putting this fear in his head, but they won’t say anything it’s just not in them. They love him too much. We all do.

  “How about we go see them tomorrow morning? We can show up, have breakfast as a family then break the news to them civilly?” I suggest.

  “I’m not going anywhere, Ty, neither are Mom and Dad. Stop fretting. We got this.” I try to keep my face strong and happy conveying the conviction of my words. But inside I’m questioning if we really do have this.

  How Mom and Dad will take this news is anyone’s guess. I honestly have no idea how they’re going to react. All I know is I have to be united with Chains because if this all turns to shit, I can’t have him thinking we’re all against him. It would cripple him.

  Right now, I need him on his toes with Luc and who knows what else will be coming our way after today’s bullshit. I need Chains focused. We have to get this out of the way, so he can do that.

  Let’s just hope Mom and Dad are okay with this.

  Please let them be okay with this!

  After getting cleaned up in the shower, having a delicate conversation about contraception and me being on the pill, we went to bed and cuddled for most of the night. Chains had only the one nightmare—for once it was mild—and I didn’t even need to get out of bed for it. He seemed calmer, more relaxed. It was nice in a way—if having a nightmare can be calm and relaxing.

  But now we’re both up, ready to go to Mom and Dad’s, but the discussion we’re having takes a turn.

  “You’re being unreasonable,” Chains grunts, storming to his closet pulling out a fresh shirt, yanking it over his ridiculously amazing stomach. I’m distracted momentarily before he continues, “Seriously, Bex, yo
u’re gonna have to do it one day. Why not today?”

  Snapping out of my trance as his shirt covers his washboard abs, my head snaps up getting back in the zone. “Because, do you know how many people come into the hospital with injuries I have to look after. I see the casualties from it, Chains.”

  He scoffs. “Your faith in my abilities is astounding, Bex.”

  Rolling my eyes, I scoff. “It’s not you I’m worried about. I’m sure your driving skills are second to none—”

  “It’s called riding when it’s on a bike, Bex. Driving is in a car.” His smirk is far too attractive.

  “Whatever. I’m not getting on the back of your bike.”

  His lips fall as he rubs the back of his neck turning away from me pacing up and down the bedroom. His heavy feet showing me he’s thinking hard. I walk over to him placing my hand on his forearm, and he turns to look at me, his eyes heavy like he’s trying to keep himself together despite the half-baked mini argument we are having. The look on his face worries me, so I pull him to look at me, but his eyes won’t meet mine. “Hey! Talk to me.”

  “Nah, it’s fine. We’ll take the car.” He goes to move off making me drop my hold on him. I watch his sudden change in demeanor. He’s not annoyed, it’s like he’s shutting down.

  I walk over to him as he sits on the edge of the bed pulling on his boots. I sit beside him placing my hand on his knee. “Ty, what’s going on? What just happened? You’re not one to pout when you don’t get your own way.”

  He weakly shakes his head. “It’s fucking stupid.”

  Sitting taller, I look at him. “I can put my doctor hat on if it’ll help?”