Right Kind of Wrong

by K. Renee

  “If you need me to stop you better say it now or I won’t be able to.” I don’t want to stop him. Every swipe of his fingers causes me to shiver and push back into him.

  “I want it,” I moan out, “I want you.” His finger slips inside of me, and I have to bite my cheek to keep from making too much noise.

  “I want to hear you.” He starts to swirl his finger inside of me and I moan out his name. He pulls his finger from me, I whimper at the loss of it.

  “Why are you—” He cuts me off and puts his hand over my mouth. I can smell myself on his fingers, and I feel myself get wetter.

  “I just need to get your sweats off of you,” He nips at my bottom lip, pulls it into his mouth.

  He moves me so that I’m now lying on my back and he’s hovering over me. Leaning forward he places a scorching hot kiss on me before his hands slide down my body and into the top of my sweats. I can see his erection pushing against a pair of sweats that I didn’t even know he was wearing.

  My eyes focus on his upper body and the tattoos that cover each of his arms. He moves down me, slowly starting to slide my sweats down my hips and thighs. When he gets them off, he tosses them on the ground next to the bed and starts to make his way back up my body. His lips glide over my skin as he places kisses along a majority of my now naked body.

  His hands slide up my body taking my shirt up with them. Sitting up, I help him pull my shirt off and he tosses it with my sweats. Wandering eyes makes me want to cover myself, but I refrain. If the grin on his face is anything to go by, he must like what he sees.

  He gets off the bed, pushing his sweats down his body. I watch as his cock pops out and stands at attention in front of me. He’s big, I’m not even really sure how it’s going to fit inside of me. Once he kicks off his sweats, he gets back on the bed and crawls over to me.

  “Your fucking body is so damn sexy,” He mumbles as he places open mouth kisses across my stomach and up my chest.

  I feel his erection as he moves up my body. As he settles in between my legs, I spread them a little wider to accommodate his frame. Once the head of his cock is lined up with my pussy, I can’t help but try and shift to get the friction I need.

  “You want it baby?” He runs his cock along my folds before he pulls away causing me to pout, “I need to hear your words.” He fists himself again, and starts the same torture before pulling away and stopping when I don’t say anything.

  “Please Sawyer. I want you,” I whimper out.

  “How bad baby?” He grins at me and starts to push inside of me.

  “So bad. Please,” I beg. He grins and pushes in a little further, kissing me as he goes. His kisses make me forget about what he’s doing and when he’s seated in me completely, he pauses.

  “You’re beautiful.” He kisses me once more before he slowly starts to move. Soon we get into a rhythm that feels amazing. Every thrust and kiss brings me closer to the edge, I can start to feel a burning in my lower stomach.

  “Sawyer,” I moan when he rolls over so that I am now on top. He lifts my hips up and I slam back down onto him, throwing my head back as I clamp around him and ride out my release.

  “God you’re so fucking sexy when you come,” he grits out. He thrusts up into me and I feel his body tense under my hands. “Fuck,” He groans as he comes. Coming down from my orgasm, I look at his face and see the pleasure written all over it.

  Collapsing onto his chest, I take a few deep breaths. He runs his hands down my naked back and I close my eyes. Never has sex felt that good with anyone, I’m pretty sure I’d get addicted to the feeling of our skin pressed against each other and the way I feel when his fingers caress me.

  He kisses my neck and I run my finger along his collarbone. “Do you think we would have met if you didn’t have to protect me?” My voice is low, and I’m almost certain that he didn’t even hear. It takes him a few minutes before he answers me.

  “Yeah. I would have made sure we met.” He kisses my shoulder and moves the hair off my neck.

  “How do you know that?” He gets a grin on his face and runs his finger down my cheek.

  “Because I would have made sure it happened.” Turning my head, I lean into his touch and he cups my face pulling me down to his lips. “I’ve been dying to make you mine for the last year.”

  I look at him with a questioning look; he sits up and grabs his phone off the table next to the bed. He looks at the screen and pushes a few buttons before he turns the screen towards me. Looking at what’s on the screen, I see a few messages between him and Sage.

  Sage: So when are you going to stop stalking my sister and go introduce yourself?

  Sawyer: Fuck you. I’ll probably scare the shit out of her if she knew.

  Sage: No you wouldn’t. She’s an amazing girl and I know that you are the perfect guy for her.

  Sawyer: You’re fucking crazy. One word from me and she’ll run like I have the plague.

  Sage: No. Trust me. You need a girl like her. She is the most kind-hearted woman I know and that’s exactly what your stubborn ass needs.

  Sawyer: I don’t think so Sage. Your sister won’t want a biker.

  Sage: You’re not just a biker dumbass…

  I look back at him, and I can see a hint of shyness coming from him. “You were afraid that I would run the other way?” I giggle. He nods and turns the screen on his phone off.

  “You didn’t know me from Adam and I knew that you wouldn’t just trust some stranger who hit on you at the store. Especially a biker like me.” Sawyer rolls us both over so we are facing each other, laying on our sides.

  He trails his finger from my collarbone to the top of my left breast. His finger makes a circle pattern before I grab his hand and stop it, “Maybe I was waiting on a white knight to save me from something.”

  His eyebrows raise and he looks at me with a questioning frown so I keep going. “Maybe you’re exactly what I needed to break me out of my shell. I’ve always played by the rules and Sage is the total opposite. Maybe you can make me more like her. I want to be able to protect myself if I need to.”

  “Baby, you are perfect the way you are. I don’t want to change a thing about you.” He pulls my mouth to his and he kisses me deeply. When he breaks the kiss he licks his bottom lip and grabs my ass, “The only thing I’d change about you is where you live. You’re way too far from me.” I grin up at him and he shifts away from me. He lies on his back and pulls me into his side. Throwing my leg over his body, I let myself relax. My sister is right. Being with someone like Sawyer is exactly what I need. He kisses the top of my head and I close my eyes.

  “You know that we are still going to have to deal with that shit from last night. I don’t know how long Sage is here, but I need to find out everything I can on who’s after you.”

  “You’ll keep me safe,” I yawn, before looking at him.

  “Yeah I will. No one will touch a hair on your beautiful head.” I cuddle into his side even more and close my eyes. Maybe a few more hours of sleep will get me in the mood to deal with the only father I knew.

  Feeling like someone is staring at me; I barely open my eyes and see Sage watching me. She has a grin on her face, and I try to pull the blanket up without her seeing anything. “I already know that you’re naked under them covers.” Her voice is singsong; I feel the heat rise up into my cheeks.

  “What are you doing in here?” I groan. She grabs the blanket and pulls it down so she can see my face. She hands me a shirt, so I sit up and pull it on quickly, trying not to show her anything.

  “You know I’ve seen you naked before. It’s not like I’m going to say anything.” she grins. I shake my head at her and gather the blanket around my waist.

  “Where is Sawyer?” I look around the room, but I don’t see him anywhere. His boots are gone, and I don’t see his cut anywhere.

  “He had to talk to Silas and go somewhere. Apparently he’s pissed that he never told him about his relation to us.” She shrugs and leans again
st the wall staring at me, “So you and Sawyer?” She raises an eyebrow, and I lean back against the pillows, looking up towards the ceiling.

  “You’ve been telling him about me, why?” I’m curious to see how it all started.

  “A couple of years ago I was talking about you to him and I even showed him a picture of us. He just stared at you. I don’t know, I thought that it was cute when he started to ask all kinds of questions about you. He wanted to know everything. Sure I kept a few things that I knew you wouldn’t have wanted him to know from him, but I gave him the basics.”

  I feel butterflies in my stomach, I know that it should sound creepy, but there are weirder reasons for people to meet right?

  “You are starting to like him.” Her grin is huge and she looks like a kid at Christmas, “Oh my God! This is so awesome! I was hoping you’d hit it off with him.”

  “Well not at first, he was kind of a dick.” She starts to laugh and falls over. She has tears running down her face, and I can’t help but laugh with her.

  “Sweets, he definitely isn’t a dick towards you now. I saw the way he was looking at you. If I didn’t know better, I’d say he’s smitten with you. I knew you two would be perfect for each other!” Before I can say anything else the door opens, and Sawyer walks in with a pissed off expression marring his handsome face.

  He slams the door behind him and stalks over towards where I’m sitting on the bed. He leans over me, kisses me deeply before pulling away and taking a seat next to me. When I peek at Sage she has a smirk on her face.

  Sawyer wraps an arm around me and looks over at Sage, “Why didn’t you tell me you knew Prez?”

  “I didn’t know who your president was until I got into trouble. He helped me out of a jam that night and I have barely been able to catch my breath.” She gives him a dirty look. I can only wonder what weird things they are saying without a word.

  “He wants to talk to you Dannicka.” I tense up and cross my arms over my chest.

  “No. I don’t want to talk to him.” Sage shakes her head, but she doesn’t say anything. “How can you just forgive him Sage? He left us.” I can feel the tears start to burn my eyes. I don’t want to cry, but I know that I’m going to.

  “He told me that mom made him leave. She forced him to choose between the club and us. He chose his family here. I don’t blame him.” She folds her hands in her lap and looks over at the bathroom, “Just give him a chance to explain. Trust me, I was mad too when I saw him, but I’m glad I did. You will be too.”

  With that, she gets off the bed and walks over to Sawyer’s side. She leans down and whispers something in his ear before he nods and she pulls away. “I love you Dannicka. Don’t be too hard on Silas. I need to get out of here before they find out that you guys have been helping me. I don’t want to bring you guys into this war.”

  She leans down, kisses me on the cheek before walking out the door. I stare at the empty door way for a good twenty minutes before Sawyer says something. “She’s going to be okay.” Closing my eyes, I try to believe that.

  “I won’t be around much today, but I want you to stay here. You’re safe behind these walls.” I look over at him and he gives me a frown.

  “What about my job?” I don’t really care about it all that much right now, but I need a reason to question why I’ll be here by myself all day.

  “While I’m gone, I’ll figure out a plan for you. I’ll either make sure your office and apartment are safe or I’ll find another way to protect you.” I know I should really be concerned about all of this, but I can’t bring myself to care right now.

  Sinking down on the bed, I cover my whole body with the blanket and try to hide from my life for a while. After a few minutes Sawyer gets under the blanket with me and pulls me into his body. As his hands slide under my shirt, I feel a jolt from his touch.

  “Talk to me.” His voice is low and sounds concerned.

  “I’m just scared. What if something happens to her? She’s the only family I have left.” A tear falls down my cheek, and he wipes it up with his thumb.

  “Nothing will happen to her. I’ll make sure that one of the guys stays on her.” Placing my mouth on his, I kiss him gently and he smiles against my lips.

  “Thank you. I don’t know what I did to deserve someone like you watching over me.” His hand slides up my back and stops on the back of my neck.

  “I’m the lucky one.” He nips at my lower lip, and I close the distance between our mouths. When we finally break apart, I’m panting and craving him. He places kisses along my neck, down my chest, but doesn’t give me what I really want.

  “Come on.” He throws the blanket off of us and I get a shiver. He gets off the bed, grabs my ankles, dragging me to the edge. His fingers start to trail up my thighs before he groans and stops right where he is. “If I don’t get your ass dressed right now, there is no way in hell that we will be leaving this room today.”

  Sitting back on my elbows, I spread my legs a little and watch as his eyes scan over every inch of me, “I know what I would choose.” I would rather be tangled up in the sheets with Sawyer than talking to Silas any day.

  He grabs a pair of my panties out of my bag and slides them up my legs. “I can’t be thinking about you with no panties on while talking to Prez.” Grinning, I let him dress me, once he gets a pair of jeans around my ankles, I stand up and pull them on. Slipping my feet into my flip flops, he grabs my hand and leads me out of the room, back down the hall towards the office from yesterday.

  We stop in front of the door, I’m pretty sure that he’s letting me prepare myself before we actually go inside. “You ready?” he asks. He wraps his arm around me and pulls me into his side.

  “Yeah, here goes nothing,” I whisper.

  He knocks on the door, and I can hear Silas’s voice through the door. “Come in.”

  When he opens the door, I walk past him and I keep my eyes down. Sawyer ushers me to the couch, we both take a seat side by side.

  “Dannicka.” His voice forces me to look at him, when I look up I can’t help but go back to being that little girl that hung on his every word.

  “Silas,” I say meekly. I watch him flinch at me calling him by his name. As much as I want to act like it doesn’t affect me, it does. It crushed me when he never came back, I don’t think that I ever got over it. Both of my father’s left me. Sure my real dad didn’t have a choice, but Silas did.

  “You have no clue how sorry I am Danni. I would have still come to see you girls if your mother would have allowed, but she didn’t. She wanted me to choose either you guys or the club and to be honest most days I think that I made the wrong decision. You and Sage were the closest thing I’ve ever had to kids and I still think of you girls that way. I still love you just like my own. I helped raise you and kissed your cuts and bruises.” The tears slip down my cheeks, I feel Sawyer’s hand take mine into his. He gives it a squeeze and I wipe my face with my other hand.

  He gets up from behind the desk, comes around to the front and sits on the edge. “Danni, I know that you’re angry, but I never meant to hurt you. These guys needed me too.”

  “I needed you more,” I sob. He kneels in front of me and grabs my other hand. I try to pull it back, but he doesn’t let me.

  “I’m sorry Danni. There is nothing I can do to change the past, but I can change the future. I want to be part of both of your lives. If you and Saw here keep up this thing going on then you’re going to see me more than you’re going to want to. I’m not going to give up on you.”

  Swallowing the lump in my throat, I take a deep breath before I surprise both of us by wrapping my arms around him, hugging him. Closing my eyes, I let go of all the bad memories of him and I try to focus on the good ones. If I want to move forward, I have to only remember the good times we had together and build on them.

  Silas’ arms wrap around me, he gives me a squeeze. “You have no clue what this means to me,” he whispers in my ear.

  Instead of
responding, I just keep my grip on him and pray that I’m making the right choice right now.

  He’s right though, if I want whatever Sawyer and I have going on to work out, I have to get used to seeing Silas more often. Looking over my shoulder at Sawyer, I see a grin on his face. I’m sure he was hoping for this outcome even though I was hesitant.

  When we finally pull apart, I take a seat back on the couch. Silas stands up and makes his way around the desk and back to his chair. He wipes a few stray tears and clears his throat.

  “We need to talk about your protection.” Silas says after a few minutes of silence. Sawyer puts his hand on my thigh, giving it a squeeze. My head snaps to him. I give him a questioning look, but he doesn’t say anything.

  “Can’t I just stay with Sawyer?” My heart starts to pick up, and I already know the answer that he’s going to give.

  “He has a case. I don’t know when he’s going to be here. I need to make sure you’re safe when he’s not around.” My body tenses and I look over at Silas again.

  “He was here with me all morning,” I state. I see Silas flinch, and I can tell that isn’t true. When I look back at Sawyer he has a frown on his face. “Is that why Sage was in the room?”

  He cups my cheek, looking me in the eyes, “I got called out a little after you fell back asleep. I have to leave again in the next hour or so. Not sure how long I’ll be gone this time.”

  “You’re coming back right?”

  “Yeah, you couldn’t keep me away if you tried.” His lips curve into a grin, and I’m partly glad that he’s not being all serious at the moment.

  Blowing out a breath, I give him a small smile back and lay my head on his shoulder. “We will keep Danni under protection and hopefully this case won’t take you too long.” Sawyer nods and his phone starts to ring.