by L. Wilder
“And that’s why I love you. You’re always looking out for me.”
It was just three little words, but hearing them come from her lips made my world stop turning. I eased up on my elbow. “Say it again.”
When she looked up at me, I could feel it radiating off of her, and I had no doubt she meant it when she repeated, “I love you.”
Unable to control myself, I leaned down, crashing my mouth against hers in a hungry kiss. I felt the sparks fly as soon as her lips touched mine. Everything around us slowly disappeared along with our memories and doubts. In her arms, nothing else mattered. She turned my world upside down, making me want things I’d never thought I’d want. A family. Kids. A house with a white picket fence. I wanted it all, and I wanted it with her. A smoldering heat rushed deeply through me as her grip tightened, pressing her body to mine.
A pained gasp hissed through her lips when my hand dropped to her side. We were both in the heat of the moment and forgot about her injured ribs. I quickly pulled back from our embrace. “Damn, baby. Are you okay?”
“I’m fine, Seth. Really.” She leaned in for another kiss.
“Oh, no you don’t,” I scolded her as I lifted myself up and eased my way down the bed, settling ever so carefully between her legs. Her eyes widened with surprise as I curled my fingers around the waistband of her lace panties and started to slide them down her long, lean legs. My eyes were locked on hers as I told her, “I get that my girl has needs, and I aim to please the woman I love.”
“The woman you love?”
“You heard me. I love you, Zoe. I’m giving you my heart. So, whether it beats one more day or for an eternity, it’s yours to keep.”
I could see the love in her eyes. “I’ll take very good care of it.”
“I know you will.” Seeing her lying there looking at me with love in her eyes took my breath away. I couldn’t imagine wanting anything more. I slid my hands underneath her, pulling her closer as I lowered my mouth between her thighs. I started slow and steady, teasing her center with my tongue. In a matter of seconds, she was losing control and her hips started to buck against me. I relished in how her body responded to my every touch. Her little moans and whimpers filled the room, urging me on. I continued to tease and torment her with my mouth until her body tensed uncontrollably with her release. Her head fell back, and her cheeks and chest flushed red with desire. As the breath hissed from her lungs, she muttered, “That was amazing.”
I kissed along her inner thigh. “You’re amazing, and I can’t wait to have you all to myself.”
“Is that your way of telling me I need to get up and start packing?”
“Yep.”
“I’m gonna need a second after all that.”
“How about some coffee and something to eat?”
“I’m liking the sound of that.”
I stood up and extending my hand to her, helping her out of bed. “I’ll check the fridge while you get dressed.”
She walked over to me, wrapping her arms around my neck. “Thank you for everything, Seth. I can’t remember ever being this happy.”
“Baby, I’m just getting started.”
Two Weeks Later
When I agreed to move in with Seth, I had no idea what I was getting into. I didn’t know where he lived, what his friends were really like, or how they’d feel about me being there. I also had no idea how I was going to finish my classes. I was terrified that once I’d moved in with him, everything would fall apart and our whirlwind of a romance would be over.
Thankfully, I was wrong. When we pulled through the gate, I was greeted by his friends with bright smiles and open arms. They even took the time to get me settled into Seth’s place. It was a beautiful house right next to the ocean, and after the prospects brought my things over from my apartment, it didn’t take long for it to start feeling like home.
As I looked out over the balcony and listened to waves crashing along the coast, I thought back to the list I’d made with Kat when we were kids. One by one, my dreams were coming true. There was only one minor hiccup. Even after Seth tried pulling a few strings, one of my professors refused to let me finish his class online. Twice a week I would have to drive back and forth until I’d completed the class. Thankfully, once I’d completed my courses, I could transfer to a college closer to home.
It had been a hectic few days, so I decided to go by the restaurant and check on Kat. I hadn’t seen much of her since we moved. Cotton had arranged for her to have her own apartment downtown. He even had his friend Nitro get her a job at a restaurant downtown working with his fiancée Tristen. When I called to talk to her, I could tell she was happy, which was a relief after everything that had happened. She’d never admit it, but I know losing her father hurt, even after how badly he’d treated her. It was something that would take her some time to get over, but when I walked in the restaurant and spotted her flirting with some guy at the bar, I knew she was well on her way.
I walked over to her and said, “I hate to interrupt, but…”
“Zoe!” she shrieked as she rushed over to me and hugged me tightly. “I’ve missed you, girl!”
“I just saw you the other night at the club.”
“Just go with it,” she whispered. “You know what it does to me when I don’t get to see you every day.”
“What?”
After grabbing two bottles of water, she reached for my hand and tugged me towards the outside patio. “Come on. I need a little alone time with my girl.”
Once we were seated at one of the tables, I asked, “What the hell was that?”
“That guy has been after me for days. He’s one of the regulars, so it’s not like he’ll just go away. I told him earlier that I was a lesbian thinking he’d back off. Apparently, it had the opposite effect, and now he’s tipping me more than ever.”
“So… I’m supposed to be the girlfriend?”
“Well, yeah. Can you imagine the hard-on we just gave him? He’ll be thinking about the two of us together for the next month. You just helped me pay for my new flat screen.”
I had to laugh. “You’re terrible!”
“I know. I just can’t help myself.” She took a drink of her water, then announced, “I’ve come to a decision.”
“Okay…” I responded apprehensively.
“I’m going to take Wren’s advice and go back to school.”
“Really?” Wren suggested the idea when we were all at the clubhouse talking. It was like we’d all known each other for ages as we shared stories about ourselves. Each of the Satan’s Fury women had their own identity, their own personality—from Cass, who was a nurturer, taking care of everyone around her, to Josie, who was not only beautiful, but insanely smart and amazing with computers. All the ol’ ladies were each awesome in their own way. While Kat and I were new to the group, they treated us both like family, even encouraging Kat to follow her dreams and go to college. I could see that she was excited by the idea. “That’s awesome!”
“I figured it was time for me to start adulting.”
“Wasn’t it you who was just pretending to be a lesbian to get extra tips?”
“Exactly! A girl has to pay the bills,” she teased as she stood up. “I better get back inside. The dinner rush is about to start.”
“Okay… I’ll see you Friday night, right?” The club was having a family cookout, and everyone was invited.
“I’ll be there.” As I started for the door, she yelled, “Catch ya later, home-slice.”
On my way back to Seth’s place, I got a message from him saying he was still at the clubhouse and to meet him there. It was dark by the time I pulled through the gate, but I still noticed a familiar bike parked at the front door. It wasn’t one that I would’ve expected to see at the Satan’s Fury clubhouse, so I rushed inside to see what was up.
When I walked into the bar, I spotted Seth sitting at the bar with Scotty. I hadn’t seen him since the night he helped get us out of that cellar, so I rushe
d over and hugged him. “What are you doing here?”
He gave me a tight squeeze, then leaned back, taking something off the bar. As he handed me a large, yellow envelope, he said, “I was just telling Two Bit that I’d gotten a call from one of my buddies down at the fire department. When they were cleaning up from the fire down at the shop, they found the club’s safe. He owed me a favor, so he brought it over to my place. It took me some time to get the damned thing open, but I finally did. I found that buried underneath some old video tapes.”
“What is this?” I asked as I started to open the envelope. Before he had a chance to answer, I read the first few words typed on the paper. Tears filled my eyes as I uttered, “This is my father’s will?”
“The one and only. Looks like he’s got you quite a little nest egg put away. It should cover the rest of your classes and then some.”
“You’re kidding!”
“Your father was crazy about you. It always surprised me that he didn’t have something lined up for you.”
“I should’ve known. I can’t believe Tank had this the whole time.”
“I guess he was planning to keep it for himself.”
“What an asshole,” I groaned. “What about the tapes you mentioned? Were those…?”
“They were pretty damaged from the fire, but I sent what was left of them to the cops.”
Confused, I asked, “Why would you send old video tapes to the police?”
“There were some things on there they needed to see… some families that needed some closure.”
“Do I even want to know what you’re talking about?”
Seth wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me over to his side. “No, beautiful. You don’t. Just focus on that paper in your hand, and forget about the rest.”
“Thank you, Scotty. For everything.”
He started to stand, but Seth stopped him by saying, “Where’re you running off to?”
“It’s getting late. Figured I better be getting back.”
“It’s not that late.” He motioned for Cass to bring another round of drinks. “Have another. The boys and I have an offer you should consider.”
“What kind of offer?”
I gave Seth a quick kiss, then held up the envelope as I said, “I’ll let you guys talk. I’m going to head back to the house and read this over.”
“Okay, beautiful. I won’t be long.”
I turned to Scotty and said, “It was good to see you again. I hope I’ll see you around.”
“I guess stranger things have happened.”
I turned and headed for the door. I was walking out to my car when I spotted Wren leaning inside the backseat of her SUV. Wyatt was standing next to her, and I could tell by the sound of her voice that she was upset. Worried that something might be wrong, I rushed over to her and asked, “Wren? Is everything okay?”
When she stood up and faced me, I saw that her shirt was a mess and she smelled awful, like a dirty diaper had exploded all over her. “No! Everything’s not okay!”
Wyatt rolled his eyes as he complained, “Mia had a stinky. A bad one.”
“Wyatt, your sister is sick to her stomach. She can’t help it.”
“She needs a doctor,” he huffed.
“She needs her brother to stop being ugly,” Wren scolded.
“Um… Is there anything I can do?”
She started to remove her soiled shirt and replace it with a clean one as she asked, “Can you please get Stitch for me? I texted him that we were here, but he hasn’t answered.”
“Sure. I’ll be right back.” I hadn’t even taken a step towards the clubhouse when I saw Stitch walking in our direction. “Oh… here he comes.”
Wren sighed. “Thank goodness.”
Stitch walked past me and went straight over to truck. He ducked inside and checked on his daughter. After several seconds, he stood up and asked, “Rough day?”
“Yes. Very rough day. I’m sorry to bother…”
“Wren,” he scolded. “I’ve already told you. There’s nothing more important than you and these kids. Now, let’s get them home and get their momma in the shower.”
“Are you trying to say I stink?”
“Are you sure you want me to answer that?” he teased as he helped Wyatt back into the truck.
“Just get in the truck, Stitch.” Wren looked over at me as she opened the door. “Sorry about all this.”
“Nothing to be sorry for, girl. I hope Mia feels better.”
“I’m sure it’s just a little bug. It’ll pass soon. I’ll see you Friday night.” She waved as she got in the truck. A warm feeling washed over me as I watched them pull out of the parking lot. They were proof that you can overcome the odds, and it made me realize nothing was out of my reach. With Seth at my side, there wasn’t anything I couldn’t do.
As soon as I got home, I pulled out my father’s will and started to read each and every word. He’d taken every measure to ensure my future with life insurance policies and his savings, and there were even a few stocks and bonds in his lock box. Everything was in my name, and without my written consent, no one else could touch it. Seeing that made me realize why Tank was so adamant that I hooked up with Slider. It would be the only way any of them could get to the money my father had left me. Now that they were gone, I no longer had to worry about how I was going to pay for my classes, or anything else for that matter.
I was still staring at the papers when Seth got home. He sat down on the sofa next to me. “You doing okay?”
“I can’t believe he never told me about this. If I’d just known…”
“You remember when you told me everything happens for a reason?”
“Yeah, but…”
“If you’d left the club and hadn’t been working that night, I wouldn’t have met you.”
I rested the palm of my hand on his cheek. “And you wouldn’t have ended up in the hospital.”
“For you, I’d do it again. Hell, I’d do it a hundred times over.”
“That’s because you’re crazy,” I giggled.
“You’re right.” He reached for me, pulling me into his lap as he smiled wide. “I’m crazy for you.”
He kissed me tenderly, showing me just how much he loved me. I broke from our kiss just long enough to say, “It just keeps getting better and better.”
“And it always will.”
Damn, she was so fucking beautiful. Just watching the look on her face as I slammed my cock deep inside her made me come undone. I quickened my pace, pounding into her again and again, each thrust more demanding than the last.
We were both close to the edge. She moaned as her head fell back and her body jolted beneath me, her nails biting into my shoulders. I let my hand slide down between her thighs, my thumb gliding over her clit as her body bucked against my touch. Her moans filled the room as I brought her closer to her release. Panting and breathless, she clamped down around my cock and muttered, “So close.”
She ground her hips against mine, matching my relentless rhythm, as she whimpered, “More.”
Fuck. My girl wanted more, and that’s just what I gave her. Her grip on my shoulders tightened as I tilted her hips, driving deeper and harder with every move. I felt her clamp down around my cock, letting me know that her climax was approaching. When her body started to writhe and jolt, my resistance broke, and I came deeply inside her. I’d barely caught my breath when she whispered, “Was that my graduation present?”
Laughing, I shook my head. “No, beautiful. That present comes later.”
“You really didn’t have to get me anything else. That right there was… a-ma-zing.”
“I’m glad you enjoyed it, but we need to move it.” After I gave her a kiss on her forehead, I pulled myself out of the bed and headed into the bathroom. As I started the shower, I yelled, “You could save time by taking a shower with me.”
She popped her head in the doorway. “And how is messing around in the shower going to save us time?
”
“I’ll do my best to behave,” I assured her.
A mischievous smile spread across her face as she snickered. “It’s not you that I’m worried about.”
I pulled back the curtain and stepped inside, then motioned for her to join me. “I’ll take my chances.”
As I’d hoped, she took me up on my offer. While we didn’t exactly save time, we did make good use of it. By the time I was done, there was a smile plastered on her face that would remain for the rest of the day. I liked to think that smile was only because of me, but I knew it had a lot to do with her accounting degree. She’d worked her ass off, and I couldn’t have been prouder. I did my best to contain myself, and as promised, I didn’t make a big fuss over the actual graduation ceremony. After Kat and I watched her receive her diploma, I had the brothers and their families meet us at the clubhouse to celebrate. It was a blowout. Everyone came to show their support. Even Kat and her new guy came to join the fun, and Zoe couldn’t have been more excited.
The guys were huddled around our bikes drinking beer and listening to Diesel brag about his new lower fairings. Since the day Cotton brought him on as a prospect, Scotty had proven himself to be a real asset to the club. He’d never made a complaint and was always eager to help. It was one of the reasons he’d earned his road name. He’d only been prospecting a few weeks when the girls were having some trouble lighting the bonfire. Being typical Scotty, he offered to help. He tried several times with no luck, so he went to find lighter fluid. When he couldn’t find it, he grabbed a can of gas and poured it over the pile of wood. He was still pouring when an ember caught and the whole damned thing exploded, which sent him flying. Thankfully it was diesel and not regular gasoline. He was fine, but his pride was wounded. As a constant reminder of his misstep, we started calling him Diesel. Like everything he did, he took our taunting in stride. When I looked at him now, knowing he was loyal to his patch, I was proud to call him a brother and a friend.
“I got a sweet deal on them,” Diesel bragged. “I think they look awesome.”
“I took my fairings off last week. It’s just too damned hot for them right now,” Clutch complained.