Outlaw MC: The Complete Boxset

by Ethan Egorov

  Then I look in his eyes and see how he is pleading with me through them, my heart goes out to him.

  My heart has belonged to him since we first met.

  “Yes.”

  19

  Emily

  I follow Kit to his office on shaky knees. I honestly feel like I am in a movie or something, because this is the last thing I expected to be doing. Following my ex boyfriend to his corner office. The ex that used to be a biker, or still is, I have no idea. Those times I passed by the club on the way to work, I would see his bike by the garage. So, I know he still goes there.

  My heart patters out of my chest by the time we reach his office, he lets me in first and I brush past him, my arm hits the edge of his jacket and it puts me on edge. My body has missed his presence, and he feels so close yet far away at the same time. Even as I stand in the center of his office, staring at him leaning against his closed door.

  “Nice office.” I murmur. I barely looked around but all I saw that was personal is a picture of him and his sister on a book shelf that probably has stage books on it and not real ones. It is a corner office though, and the sunlight from the open city streams in, casting his blond hair in a light glow. His jaw line is hard against the collar of his white shirt, this whole suit look is quite distracting however I look at it.

  “It’s alright.” He half smiles. I have missed that permanent half smile of his. I don’t get it fully now but it’s almost there.

  “You haven’t returned any of my calls.” He says, pushing off the door. He walks around to a tray with a water carafe on it and empty glasses. He offers it to me, but I decline. My throat is so tight I can’t drink anything. I’m afraid even water will try and come back up.

  “I wasn’t ready to talk to you.” I say honestly. I cross my arms and stand with my back straight.

  “But you came all the way down here.” He puts his hands in his pockets. He is only about five paces away from me and yet I feel like he is breathing down my neck. His presence just does that to me, I feel him all around me. Even when he was away.

  “I didn’t know you worked here. None of your messages said anything about a change of scenery.” I swallow.

  “So, you listened to my voicemails then.” He concludes.

  I nod and feel myself falling back into a comfort with him. Into an ease that he always gave me. I never had it before with anyone. Felt like I could be honest and true to myself. But he made me so blissful, even when he wasn’t around. I thought I needed other people, other things to be happy but now I know that I don’t.

  “I liked hearing your voice.” I admit. I lick my lips and awkwardly wait for his response. He chuckles once and moistens his lips.

  “Imagine how I felt. Not hearing yours.” His voice is soft, yet the deepness is what takes me away.

  Everything from before starts to slip further away. All the problems I had with him, how I felt about him becomes the only thing that matters. How I still feel. The way he looks at me now, how he never gave up on trying to contact me… it all comes to the forefront of my mind.

  “Not very good I assume.” I clear my throat. “Anyway, I came to ask about my house. I was planning on giving Mark a piece of my mind but he’s not here, so…”

  “No, he’s not.” He finishes for me. “I bought him out. Now I own more of this company than I did before.” He explains. I look at him and try not to let the hotness of that over come me. I need to focus here.

  “I’m guessing that’s a lot.” I look in his eyes. He nods once and twists his lips.

  “I could never decide what I wanted to do. I thought if I avoided this place long enough, it would be like my parents never died. But they did. And my uncle was running their good name into the ground. I had to step in at some point.” He tells me. But he doesn’t sound all that convinced of it.

  I drop my arms and tuck my hair behind my ear, a nervous tick as I think.

  “But that’s not the whole reason.” He adds.

  I give him an odd look as I blink. He starts walking forward and I tense up, my throat growing tighter. I feel my heart beat in my ears. It’s almost like the first night we met, when I didn’t know what was going to happen but the energy between us was so strong that I had no choice but to succumb to it. That energy only grew stronger and now we’re here.

  “It was because of you, Emily. Not just wanting you to keep your house. But even before, every time you listened to me and never told me what to do. You were there for me.” He sighs and looks down at the ground, his long lashes fanning across his cheek bones. I take the next step closer to him and we are arms length apart. His scent swarms me, a new cologne and less of the piney scent. I’m guessing he doesn’t ride his bike here anymore.

  “I fell in love with you, Emily. And I still love you. Loving you made me a better man even without you there. I fucking miss you. A lot. Every damn day I kick myself for not being honest with you, especially since it’s the only thing you’ve ever asked of me. I’m sorry.” His voice seeps with emotion and my eyes fill with tears before I can stop them. Luckily, they don’t fall and mess up my makeup.

  “You’ve said that before.” I swallow. All the times he has said he is sorry could paint me a portrait. “Except the… love part.” I repeat like I can’t believe it. And I can’t. Him loving me is… I never saw that coming. It was never about being insecure or not thinking I deserved it. But Kit and I almost wasn’t supposed to happen, it’s not a written in the stars kind of thing. But I still love him too.

  “Yeah, I know. You must be pretty tired of that now.” He exhales and sits down, talking another deep breath. He looks like he has wanted to say that for a while and only just now did it. He combs his hair back and looks up at me from the chair. I debate it only for a second before I go and sit down next to him.

  “Not yet.” I sigh. I pick at my knee and it’s my turn to get the weighing truth off my chest. His knee brushes mine and tingles run up my body, pooling at my face as I feel it heat. I look into his clear eyes and see my soul in them. It takes my breath away.

  “I think it wouldn’t have hurt as much if I didn’t love you too. When I felt like you had been hiding something from me, you reassured me, and I believed you so easily. It was like I couldn’t trust myself when I found out that was a lie too. But… even when you were gone, I still love you more.” My voice cracks as a single tear drips down my cheek. I quickly wipe it away and have to look away from him, taking a deep breath. It does feel like my entire world just crashed and rebuilt itself. Admitting that I love him makes me feel slightly better, less suffocated.

  It doesn’t help me decide if I can trust him or not though. If I love him enough to overlook that now.

  “Emily,” he takes my hand and I let him. His other hand lifts cautiously to my chin and he lifts it up to look at him.

  He licks his lips and smiles softly at me.

  “I didn’t think… I never saw myself loving someone the way I love you, Emily. It made me stupid. I know that’s not an excuse, but I’ve never done this before. I didn’t know how to handle it. I thought I was doing the best thing for you until I could figure out how to help you.”

  I sniff in my tears. “And did you?” I ask curiously. I never heard back after emailing the company, checking with the loan office. It’s like they didn’t care at all, and it’s what made me come here.

  “Yeah, of course I did. I shut the whole project down, refunded people’s money. Gave restitution so they wouldn’t sue. It’s what my dad would have done.” He explains.

  I breathe a sigh of relief at another crisis averted.

  “Thank you.” I tell him genuinely.

  “You’re welcome.” He smiles at me. I’ve really missed his smile, the way it lights up his whole face.

  Everything about him lights up my life, I hadn’t realized I was living in darkness for so long. Plunged back into it when I made him leave. I wonder what would have happened if I had been more patient, but things had to work out thi
s way for a reason. We needed the space to appreciate what it meant to be close to each other.

  “Fuck,” Kit growls before he leans in the space to kiss me.

  It takes me by surprise, but I react to him immediately. I kiss him back, dropping my lips open to allow his in. He coaxes them apart softly, suckling at my bottom lip like he always used to. It’s so familiar yet I still feel like it has been forever since I have touched him. Been with him.

  I lace my fingers into his hair and pull myself closer to him. His hands slide up my waist and hold me closer, drawing me against him as he leans back on the couch. His tongue slips over my bottom lip and I moan against him, desire pooling in my body. It’s not fair that he has so much control over me. That it’s so easy to give into him. But I want to. Every time I want to. I love him so much that it hurts.

  “God, Emily. I missed you.” Kit groans into my mouth and kisses me again harder this time. Our lips mash together in a blind fury as I literally see stars.

  I run my hands down his muscular chest, getting familiar again. I run them down over his suit jacket clinging to his arms and moan against him again. He moves us on the couch, so he is between my legs, and his suited thigh rubs against my pussy throbbing for him. I grind my hips against him relentlessly, desperately clinging to his body. He breaks the kiss and moves down my chest, trailing kisses all across my collarbone and my cleavage in the dress.

  “You’re so damned gorgeous. So perfect. I love you so fucking much.” He climbs back up my body and kisses my lips before I can respond. Instead I just unbuckle his pants, furiously trying to get to his cock.

  He breaks the kiss and groans against my skin, tugging down one strap of my dress to expose my breast. My hard nipple hits the cold air before his warm mouth suckles it. I can’t believe I’m really about to fuck him in his office, but damn I want him so bad it’s just too easy.

  “I missed you too, Kit.” I giggle against him when he nibbles this spot below my ear. I sigh and close my eyes when I wrap my hand around his cock, it feels like he never left, I run my thumb up his piercing and he shudders. I turn against his head laid on my chest as he nips at me and breathe into his ear.

  “Christian,” I whisper, my voice softer than ever. He pulls back and his eyes blaze at me, glowing in the bright light of the room.

  “I have never liked my fucking name until now.” He drags his hand down my body and cups my pussy, his hand rubbing right over my clit. I cry out but try not to be too loud. He slips my panties to the side as he pumps me with his fingers, all three feel tight as hell but nothing compares to his thick cock. It feels dirty and desperate when he enters me with his pants still on and my panties just slipped to the side, but good as hell.

  “Oh my god.” I cling to him as he sinks deep inside me, fitting perfectly. He groans into my ear, deep in his chest so it vibrates against me. I wish I could feel all of his naked body on mine, but this will have to suffice.

  He grips my hips as he starts going, there is no sweet and slow here, just two people that desperately want each other. It really has been too long; I’m surprised I even made it. But the pain makes this so much sweeter, it’s like meeting him for the first time all over again. The same way we met, too.

  He rubs against my clit every time he drives into me and it brings me closer to orgasm. My body starts a slow rumble of pleasure, stemming from my core. I turn and kiss him; our tongues slide together as we taste each other and delve deeper into pleasure.

  “I’m coming, Christian… oh god.” I whisper. He looks at me with his face contorted in pleasure and we come at the same time. My clenching wraps his cock as he empties into me and his heat seeps into my bones.

  We stay holding each other tightly as we catch our breath and he kisses me again, slowly driving his lips and tongue with mine.

  “That was so fucking good, baby.” He kisses my cheek. “I love you.” He looks in my eyes and then kisses me again. I sink into him and feel like my heart really is mating with his.

  “I love you too.” I say when he releases me. It’s like I could kiss him forever, like he could kiss me forever, too.

  We eventually get up and I’m glad I kept up the purse maintenance thing that makes it easier to get cleaned up. I feel less like this was a hookup when I gather my wits.

  “Is that the first time you’ve had sex in your office?” I ask him. I help myself to some of that water now.

  “Yeah, of course. This is the first time I’ve inhabited this place.” He chuckles. He tightens his tie and grins at me. “But I want to do things right by you. You’re more than an office couch hookup to me.” He says seriously.

  I giggle once, “I know. And it was fun.” I smile. After we got through the heavy stuff, it’s the perfect way to destress.

  “Maybe it could be a semi regular thing.” His grin is sheepish. I laugh and walk over to him.

  “You should be so lucky.” I hug him around his waist, and he holds me close.

  “So, everything is really okay with my house?” I ask him. His face softens at me.

  “Yeah, it is. I’m really sorry about that.”

  I shrug, “It’s in the past. I’ve had better news to tide me over.” I sigh.

  “Like?” He asks, and he freaks out a bit about thinking that it was another guy. I roll my eyes at him before I explain.

  “My dad got better enough to come home. He’s been back for about a month now.” I tell him with a huge smile. He smiles too like it’s his own good news and it makes me feel even better.

  “That’s great. I’m so happy for you.” He pauses. “Shit I have to meet him now. I’m kind of scared.” He chuckles nervously.

  “Who said you could?” I joke.

  He swings me around and sits me on the edge of the couch. I look up at him as he thinks.

  “Well, I want to. I want to be serious with you, Emily. This is the real thing for me.” He says. Every time he gets all serious with me, I feel like a puddle of happiness. It’s unnerving and I can’t believe the rest of my life might be like that.

  “It is for me, too.” I swallow. It’s not like I’m afraid he will get sick again just from meeting someone, but I guess I am just trying to protect him a little too much.

  “Good. But we can take it slow if you want. Amongst other things.” He licks his lips and trails his hands up my bare legs. This dress really was a good choice.

  “Agreed.” I lean up and kiss his cheek.

  “So, do you still work at the club too?” I ask him.

  “Well I never worked there; I was just in it. But yeah, I’m still around. I could never leave them behind.” He says. I smile at him being so loyal. That’s who he is, at the end of the day. It’s what makes me overlook what happened and look forward to the future with him.

  “Good. I like the leather jacket. And the bike.” I giggle.

  He grins and kisses my cheek, trailing his lips over to mine. I kiss him back, we do that for quite a while, alternating between him kissing at my neck and stuff. My entire body is lit up with happiness until he pulls away when there’s a knock at the door. It’s his stuffy receptionist again. It makes me mad how much she wants his dick, but I know that he’d never do anything about it. I don’t think we’re at that place where I can tell him to fire her, not that I’d ever do that anyway.

  “Duty calls, baby.” He kisses me and I reluctantly release him.

  This time though, I know he’ll be coming back to me.

  20

  Kit

  I didn’t think I’d be able to do a good job here. I thought it’d be one of those awkward fall flat on my face things. But I didn’t. In fact, I was better at it because I didn’t spend the better part of my life in school. I spent it in the real world and I used that to keep this company running. Better than before.

  But Emily…

  I would wake up every day and wish I could see her again. Wish she was next to me. I’d go to bed wishing for the same thing. Now it’s real. I still feel like I don’
t deserve her, but it only makes me want to do everything I can to keep her. More than the last time.

  I rush through the rest of my meetings excited to see her again. I agreed to meet her at her house after. I don’t get out until six, and then I have to go home and change. I smell like sex and corporate business, now I know why they make so many shows about it. I’ll probably never see that office the same way again, and I only just started using it.

  “You look happy.” My sister is in the kitchen when I get home, snacking on mac and cheese to no surprise.

  “Cause I am.” I tell her. I have been moping around and pissing her off sometimes with leaving my comfort food laying around. But she’s really helped me get through this, talk over all my wandering thoughts about sadness and hating life.

  “Oh, how?” She frowns.

  I grin and swig some water.

  “Emily.” I answer. And that’s all the truth I need.

  “She called you back?” She asks in shock.

  “No. Technically she wasn’t planning on seeing me today at all. She came to the office to hand it to Mark but as you know, he’s gone. Anyway, we saw each other and that’s pretty much it.”

  “Oh my god. You used your penis to persuade her?”

  “What? Fuck no. That came after.” I laugh once. She shakes her head at me and laughs.

  “Whatever. I’m happy for you. Waiting for the wedding.” She stuffs her mouth with mac and cheese and I shudder, she eats like a total slob.

  “I gotta head out. I’m going to her place now.”

  “Okay, be safe!” She jokes.

  I shower fast and change into jeans and a tee shirt, throw my cut on too. I’m so damn happy this all feels like a dream to me but I’m about to walk back into the reality.

  The last time I was here things didn’t end so well. I feel nervous as I walk up the porch steps and knock. Emily appears a few moments later and she takes my breath away. Even in jeans and a huge peach colored sweater she looks incredible.