“Bella Mia, you doing okay?” Caesar asked her, making her jump slightly.
She got into the bed and slid next to him. “I took another pill. They seem to be quiet out there.”
“Once Ram gets to know you, he’ll warm up to you. You worry too much Lana. Rush and Attitude already say you’re a keeper.”
“A keeper? Me?” She giggled softly. “They haven’t seen me drunk or crazy yet. And I hope they never do.”
She played with the hair on his chest. His body was warm and she knew he’d been in jail for over five years. It must be hard to be lying here next to her. She slipped her hand down to the sweatpants and pushed it underneath and felt his hard cock.
“Lana, you don’t need to do that.”
She pulled his cock free and moved down the bed. She wanted to make him feel good and sucking his cock was what she planned to do. She pushed his legs apart and took the head of his cock into her mouth. It was big and it got bigger as she began to suck on it. With one hand she gripped the base and began to take more of him into her mouth. She used her other hand to tickle his balls and felt them tighten up. He wasn’t going to last long. She hadn’t expected him to as she swirled her tongue around his cock. She greedily sucked as much of him down her throat as she could as she felt the cum squirt into her mouth.
“Fuck Lana, that feels so good”, Caesar held her head still as he pumped his cock into her willing mouth. Finally, he was done and she silently got up to rinse her mouth out. As she brushed her teeth she wondered what he thought of her now. He came into the bathroom and kissed her neck.
“I gotta piss, get back to bed and get your panties off.”
Lana got back into the bed but she wasn’t letting him fuck her. So her panties stayed on. She heard the toilet flush and felt him get into bed beside her.
“Caesar, I’m good, I don’t want to have sex yet, I wanted to make you feel good.” She tried to explain to him.
His hand went to her panties and she felt him rip the thin panties off her. “You made me feel good, now let me make you feel the same.”
He tugged her nightgown up and the air conditioning hit her nipples and made them hard. She threw caution to the wind and decided to let him do as he wanted. It had been awhile since she’d been with a man. She felt his fingers on her breasts and heat and desire coursed through her body. When his rough fingers grazed her nipples, she shuddered. He kissed her lips, his tongue sliding into her mouth seeking hers. Hungrily they kissed as he stroked her skin gently. As soon as the kiss ended he moved down the bed so he could take a nipple into his mouth. She moaned as he sucked gently, then a bit harder, her hands pressing his head into her breast. She felt herself getting hotter and wet. Caesar moved to her other nipple and she moved her hand down to her clit. He grabbed it and stopped her from touching herself.
“You touch yourself only when I give you permission Alana, and I don’t give it to you. Not yet and maybe not tonight.” He voice was commanding yet gentle and she let him take charge.
This was new to her and she found she liked him telling her what to do. She played with his hair as he suckled her other nipple. She made soft sounds of pleasure as the heat built up inside of her. She was almost shaking when he moved further down the bed and parted her legs. His fingers slid across her skin and goosebumps appeared where his fingers had been. She opened her legs more and felt a finger slide into her.
“Hot and wet, just how I used to dream you’d be for me. I used to jerk off when I and imagined being with you.” He pulled his finger out of her, making her gasp.
He got between her legs and bent his head to lick her clit, his tongue seeking to pleasure her as he pushed two fingers into her body. He sucked hard on her clit as he pumped his fingers in and out of her. She knew she couldn’t hold back anymore and she moved her hips in time to his thrusting fingers.
She moaned and her hands pushed his head, letting him know she was going to cum. He sucked harder and gave her a nip on the clit as he pushed against her g-spot. Lana could feel herself getting wetter and hotter than she ever had before. She felt a gush as came harder than she thought possible, the fluid leaking out of her in a rush. Caesar pulled his fingers out and buried his face in her cunt. His tongue licking at the wetness.
She pushed at his head and he finally pulled away from her.
“You never squirted before?” He questioned her.
“No and I never knew that happened, but it felt amazing. I need to get up and get cleaned up.” Lana was embarrassed.
Caesar slid next to her and pulled her close to him. “You’ll lie here and let me play with you, Bella. I’m glad to have given you that. Now that I’ve got you, I don’t want to let you go.”
His finger touched her sensitive clit again and she moaned. He stroked it gently before moving down to stick his fingers inside of her again. She tightened her muscles as he slipped two fingers into her and began to finger fuck her, whispering dirty words to her in Italian mixed with words of love. Lana couldn’t help herself as her body began to move with the rhythm he set with his fingers. Soon she was getting off again and she buried her face in his arm. Her headache was long gone and she felt calm and totally relaxed. Caesar held her close as she drifted off to sleep.
He whispered softly into her hair, “Tu sei solo mia, per sempre il mio amore.” She would be only his, forever. Lana was his love, no doubt about it. He closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep, knowing he was in bed finally, with the one woman he’d dreamed about for years.
*~*
Lana woke up early, she was use to getting up early for work. She looked at the sexy hot man sleeping next to her with the few streaks of silver in his hair and wondered what he’d think about her today. Would he think she was a slut for going down on him? She hoped not but knew men right out of jail had needs. It seemed natural for her to take care of them and hoped he knew she cared for him. She didn’t know when they’d actually have sex. Last night had been magical for her and so fucking intense.
She recalled Marianne telling her Whistler had done everything right. She smiled and thought Caesar had done a fine job on her last night. She had to call work and wondered if she could take vacation time and give her notice, since she was leaving her job. There was no way with the Filthy Fiends shooting at the Satan’s Fool’s MC’s clubhouse, she could continue working at her job. She was a bit surprised True hadn’t texted her already, telling her that.
She got up quietly and went into the bathroom with her cell and called the prison. She explained that she had a personal emergency and wouldn’t be back to work and wanted to use up her vacation time owed to her. Later she’d write a letter of resignation. It was doubtful they would give her a hard time. People burned out in that job all the time. Of course, they wouldn’t be happy about it, but she wasn’t ever going back there to work. Her life was more important to her and she wanted to get to know Caesar better. The thought of those arms, huge with muscles and the tattoos across his back and shoulders made her tingle. She realized she was wet from last night and slipped her nightgown off and took a shower. She used her signature honeysuckle scented shampoo, conditioner, and body wash. The bathroom smelled like a garden as she stepped out.
Caesar was there holding a fluffy towel for her and wrapped it around her wet body. He handed her one for her hair, with a slight grin on his face.
Lana was shocked, no man had ever been this sweet to her before. She turned shyly away from him.
“Buongiorno il mio bellissimo amore.” He whispered to her.
“Are you practicing your Italian on me Caesar?” Lana inquired.
“In a way, I am rusty. I want my children to know how to speak it. After all you know it.” He winked at her.
She gasped, “You knew? I didn’t tell you I understood you.”
“I heard you speaking it before my appointment once. You were yelling at an older inmate who barely spoke English. If I remember correctly, you were trying to get him to understand you were just trying
to help him. He didn’t want any help though. Too much pride.”
Lana knew exactly which inmate he spoke of. “Pride? He hung himself shortly after that appointment. I felt like I had let him down, I still do.” She used to towel to wrap her wet hair.
“You know he was a hit man for the mafia? Had he not killed himself, he’d have been killed. Yes, he had pride in his work and he wasn’t going to allow anyone to kill him.” Caesar stared at her.
“I didn’t know about that! I knew he was there for murder, but I had no idea he was a hit man. I called my job and took my vacation. I am seriously not going back there. I don’t care if your club asks me to either.” Lana stared back into his dark eyes.
“Words that make me a very happy man, Lana. Ram gave me information on you. I tossed the envelope into a drawer in that motor coach. I never opened it. Is there anything in it I really need to know?” Caesar watched her face carefully.
“I’m no angel Caesar, I’ve never said that I was either. I know my triggers now, and I know I have to change. I’ve been changing. If you’re looking for perfect, that girl isn’t me.” Lana spoke honestly and bluntly. “Did I do some crazy shit in my past, yeah I did. Do I want to repeat those mistakes, no. I’m doing my best here and I can’t say I’ll never make any mistakes again because that would be lying. I knew Ram didn’t like me.”
“He didn’t read the information either, Lana. It was up to me, if I wanted to know and I don’t by the way. It doesn’t fucking matter to me. I’ve seen that other side of you that most people don’t get to see. It’s what he does, looks out for me. For over five years, I’ve told him things about you. My dreams and plans, he’s my brother, my president. So, it’s nothing personal. Hell, he’d love to see me settle down. Have a few kids and enjoy life instead of getting locked up again. I can’t stop my life as vice president or give up the club, but I do want those things with you. My SAA’s said you’re a keeper. Coming from those two, that’s a big reference. We’ll go over and burn that envelope today, we don’t need it.” He kissed her lips gently.
Lana wasn’t appeased yet. “And who got him this information and has a copy of what he dug up? Is that going to come back years from now and hit me in the face? I don’t like this.” Her eyes bored into his.
“Nothing will come back and hit you. I promise you that. You trust me when I say I want to take this relationship further? If you’ll let us stay with you, I’ll send that motor home or coach, whatever the fuck you wanna call it… back with Ram. He wants a toy and I don’t. I don’t want to stay in it when I could be here with you. Yeah, it’s moving fast but the way I see it, we both aren’t getting younger. I’ve got money, if you want a bigger house, I can give you that. I want an ol’ lady and babies. I want some of what I saw my parents had, just in a different way.” He spoke sincerely and gave Lana his heart.
She didn’t have to say anything, her arms went around his neck and she kissed him, a hard passion filled kiss. Breaking away she had tears in her eyes. Caesar wiped them away.
“So we begin this together, today Bella?”
Her hand went into his and they clasped hands, “Yup, here today, now I need to get myself together so I can fix a big breakfast. Maybe Ram will leave if his belly is full. I’m not great around crowds yet.” She spoke over her shoulder as she pulled on leggings and a long tee shirt. “I don’t put on make-up each day either, so you’ll have to get used to me like I am.”
Caesar eyed her up and laughed at her. “You’re perfect Lana, stop doubting yourself. Perfect for me, and that’s all that counts, now isn’t it?”
She gave a shy nod to him and finally smiled.
He left her to finish dressing and to wake up Ram and tell him he could take the motor coach back to Jonesburg with him. The trailer he’d keep in case one of his boys wanted to fuck some chick, that shit wouldn’t be done in his ol’ lady’s house. He felt great for the first time in many years.
Chapter Twenty-one
Lana went all out for breakfast. Plates of waffles, pancakes, eggs, and bacon filled the counters. More was in the oven staying warm for the crowd that filled her house. She stopped to sip some coffee and she smiled at Rush. He’d gone out to get donuts and a huge container of coffee from the donut shop down the road. That was a huge help as she was tired of making pots of coffee over and over.
“Lana, you know of a place I could rent for my ol’ lady and kids to come out here? Daisy doesn’t do great if I’m gone for weeks on end and I don’t think Caesar is going to go back home anytime soon. Where he is, so are we.”
“We’ll find a rental for them. Or if we can’t, you can take the downstairs area until we can. Rush, what makes you so faithful to Caesar?” She sipped on the fresh coffee gratefully.
“It’s what we do, he’s my bro and he’s not a bad man. He did a solid for the club. He’d lay down his life for any of us. He wants to have a better life and in the years, I’ve been with him, he’s never had a steady ol’ lady. I’d joke with him about it because he said he’d know her when the time was right. I guess it’s the right time?”
“He says it is and I know how I feel. But my brothers…” Her words trailed off as she looked into space.
Rush shook his head at her. “True ain’t gonna say shit about this. Make sure this is what you want, girl. Caesar deserves the best and we think you are his best. Your brother was already told about interfering.”
That took a great weight from Lana’s shoulders. “True can’t say shit to me? I’m in shock. You go fix a plate before there’s nothing left. Attitude has been in here three times.”
Rush grinned at her and fixed a plate, handed it to her and she saw he’d made it for her. He fixed his own and together they sat comfortably eating quietly together at the breakfast bar. Caesar was confirming all his plans while Ram stuffed his face.
*~*
True was up at dawn and wanted to move his bulls. His helpers Cain, Able, and Rover weren’t happy to be on horses this early. Rasin’ had ridden to the creek and was waiting to make sure the bulls passed without issue into the new pasture. As he came down the trail and opened the gate his cell went off.
Woody was down there already. “True, get down here, we got problems.”
“One bad problem?” True was sure he knew what Woody was talking about.
“Yeah, the one we thought we might have.”
“Don’t go near it; I’ll be right down there.” True cursed and headed down to see for himself. His bulls were staying up and away from the road. They didn’t pay attention as the three men came down among them. True headed to where Woody was waving outside of the fence. He motioned his guys to come closer.
“Stay far away from where Woody is. I’m going to have to call the cops. You never saw shit, right?” He glared at the men and saw Rover dismount and pick up a cell phone from the grass.
“True, her cell phone was in the grass. You want me to go hide this somewhere?” He scrolled through her phone, eyes widening. “Holy shit, she was a Fiend slut. There’s pictures of us and the clubhouse. Motherfucker!”
“Yeah, go back and get it to Gonna. Wake his ass up and tell him to see what he can pull up. I’m gonna have to call this in, and if I lose my bulls I’m going to flip the fuck out. Dirty fucking cunt. I should’ve known. They used some broke down, old ho to get shit on us?” He was roaring and his horse got jumpy.
They rode down to meet Woody and sure enough there was the body of a woman lying about twenty-five yards from the fence. Her car parked next to it.
True pulled out his cell and dialed nine-one-one. He spoke to the dispatcher and hung up. “Keep the bulls away from the body. And don’t anyone touch her. They’re coming out now. Mouths shut and you don’t know shit. Maybe you’ve seen her around, but we don’t know her. I’ll handle it all.” He looked at her again and spit on the ground.
He walked his horse close to the fence and motioned Woody over to him. “You heard what I said?”
“Yeah, I did. N
obody touched her, and you can see where she went under the fence.” He pointed to a scrap of her shirt caught on the fence. It was clear to see she’d gone willingly into the pasture.
Sirens filled the air and True cursed. He got out his cell and called Raven. This was not the way he wanted to spend his day. He called Nicola next and told her not to come down and to make more coffee.
*~*
Rush and Attitude spoke quietly to Ram and Caesar. They had to get up and make sure the trailer was cleaned out. Raven was dropping a truck off for them and he’d offered to stash their weapons on his farm. But they’d need to follow him and get there fast. They left as Morgana walked in, her son on her hip. She sat down by Lana and asked for coffee. Lana got up and gave her a mug and handed bit of bacon to Hawk.
“What happened?” Lana whispered.
“True found a woman’s body in his pasture. I don’t know the details but her car is there and it looks like she wandered into the bulls. He called the cops. Wasn’t much he could do. Raven sent me to help you here, but it looks like you’ve got it all under control. Paper plates are a God send, aren’t they?” Morgana watched as a man lifted the trash out and took it outside.
“Yeah, they are and the donut shop is too. I never knew they sold those big containers of coffee. Caesar is going to move in with me Mor, I know it’s fast but I want this. I took my vacation time and I will give my notice as soon as I can. You going to tell me it’s too soon?” Lana didn’t want a lecture, she wanted her sister to be happy for her.
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