Loving You Forever (Battle Born MC Book 7)

by Scarlett Black

  Her face pouts a little bit. It is fucking cute how she looks disappointed, but I have an adventure waiting for her. We don’t live too far from my old apartment, now my mom’s place. My eyes are distracted, or more so my dick, to her legs. Tami rubs them together before crossing them over. Those short shorts she wears. Fuck. She doesn’t know the fire she is fanning.

  Reaching over, I trail my fingers on the outside of her thigh. She shivers and relaxes back in her seat. Her pout losing a bit. My hand wanders over to the other leg. Slipping between her legs, I tug her over to me and dance my fingers across the sensitive skin on the inside of her leg.

  Tami gasps into my ear, “You make shivers run down my body.” Her touch moves from my neck to my hair at the base of my neck, “You got me feeling hot.” Her lips kiss my neck then nip at my skin. “I want you to come on me.”

  The whole way home she talks dirty to me. My dick is hard as steel and ready for her within seconds. After we park, we run into the house. Both of us need and want to feel the hot sexy skin-to-skin contact we’ve missed so much.

  As soon as I push her through the door, I slam and lock it shut. Turning around she stands in the foyer. I take one step and then another until her back hits the wall. She wants me to touch her but I don’t. Not yet anyway.

  “Take your fucking clothes off for me,” I growl into her ear.

  I push away and sit on the couch with my legs wide open. “Get naked,” I demand and pull out a joint from my cut and light it.

  Tami breathes heavily before she steps into the room. She messes with her phone until she finds what she’s looking for. A sexy slow song plays, and she starts to swing her hips before she toes off her sneakers. Next her shirt hits the floor.

  Her bright pink bra is fucking perfect. My sweet dirty little angel. I take in a deep drag and blow my smoke up. Tami grabs her tits that have started to change.

  “Love those tits angel, show me them.” Tami reaches behind her and takes off the bra that hides those small nipples from me. She drags her hands back up and grips them for me rolling them in between her fingers.

  She keeps going and her hips roll with the beat while she unzips her shorts and pushes them down her smooth legs. Left dancing only in her string underwear. “Turn around.”

  I bring the blunt to my lips and take in a hit of both the weed and the show in front of me. Tami laced with love and sex. I’m ready to fuck. Turning around, her panties have a crisscross ribbon and I groan when she tugs, and the underwear disappears between her fine ass cheeks. “Angel, I’m fucking hard for you. Get over here and suck me.”

  Tami turns and saunters over, kneeling before me. Her fingers unclasp my belt and slowly, she unzips me. Her breasts sway with every movement. I take one more hit before I set my blunt down on an ashtray and push my pelvis up towards her. Slowly, she pulls my pants and boxers down around my ankles.

  Her hands roam up my exposed legs then she strokes my dick. She leans forward and her tits rest on top of my legs. Her hard nipples send a jolt of lust through my blood. When her hot mouth takes my dick to the back of her throat, I can’t help but to grab her hair and pump her a few times up and down hard.

  Resting my cast on the couch, I lean my head back, relaxing. The drugs and lust take over the moment. I selfishly enjoy the feeling of her, my woman, working my dick.

  A few more passes and I order, “Get up here and put those tits in my mouth.” She crawls up my body, straddling me. My head comes up and I groan as she slides her hot and slick pussy down my steal shaft. Leaning forward, I suck on her nipple. I move to the other one and listen to her groan in satisfaction. “Angel, give me your fingers.”

  Taking her hand, I fold all but two fingers down and roll them around my tongue. “Rub that clit, come on me,” I order, and she gasps when I place her fingers on her clit. I go back to sucking and lightly biting and pulling her nipples between my teeth. Soon her hips roll, and her hand picks up the pace. She explodes and her head drops back.

  My angel looks like a sex goddess as her pussy grips my dick coating me in her pleasure. “Fuck me, Tami, make me come. Fuck your man.”

  She brings her body closer and whispers breathlessly into my mouth, “I want you to come in me. Claim me, Pawn.”

  My hand slaps her ass hard, “You fucking belong to me, woman. Fuck me.”

  She groans and moves but not finding enough to excite her. Tami brings her feet up onto the couch on each side of me, pumping herself hard up and down my dick. Tami holds on to the back of the couch and slams her body on mine. “Yes,” I hiss.

  Starting to come undone, Tami quickens the pace until she is almost there, “Hold still.” She stops all movement and I hammer her from underneath. Tami groans and her body tenses as the waves of pleasure take over. Tami’s cunt constricting around my cock and she screams out. Coming a second time and I’m coated by her.

  “Fuck, yes.” A moment later, I follow. My dick, pulsating with my jets of cum, claims her again. She relaxes down into me and grinds us together. We let the final waves of pleasure wash over us.

  My hands pick up her exhausted face, our chests moving rapidly to catch our breath. I slam my mouth to hers. Taking her lips and my tongue tangling with hers. “I’m not done with you tonight.” I growl between biting her lip.

  “I don’t want you ever to be.” She rolls her hips, “It’s not enough, never enough.”

  Chapter 39

  Tami

  Twirling around in the mirror, I laugh at the dress I have on. “This one is just a little too much.”

  “You think?” Kat snorts at the layers of lace and bell-shaped dress, “Less is more.”

  “In this case, I would have to agree,” Vegas states, sipping on her sparkling water. “What do you feel the prettiest in?”

  “The one with the train and the square top that has lace.” I turn around and look at the dress I have on and wonder why the hell I let the salesgirl even talk me into trying this on. After about the hundredth dress, it’s not even fun anymore.

  I plop down on the couch next to Kat, Vegas, Dana, and Jenn.

  “I love that one, it reminds me of Kate and William’s royal wedding. That dress was perfect. What is Pawn going to wear?” Jenn asks and turns her body to me on the bench.

  “I think just a white shirt and black slacks. Left unbuttoned and the sleeves rolled up his forearms.” My mind wonders about how hot that would really look.

  “That’s very specific.” Jen laughs, “But I get it.”

  “Are we doing this soon?” Vegas comments, “Where are you thinking?”

  “Can we at the clubhouse? The bar is there, the kids can play. The backyard is huge, and it just feels like it should be. Pawn wants to get married as soon as possible. The cake and flowers I’m not too worried over.”

  “Nope, I’ll help, we all will help worry over it. Next stop is this baker, Kelly, that I know. She works from home and I know she can squeeze us in. Flowers are no problem. We don’t need invites this will be simple.” Dana is already on her phone. “We can get this done today.”

  “There is one thing,” I feel a little hesitant to say, “I want you all to be my matron of honor, but since Tank is Pawn’s best man, is it okay that Kat is?”

  “I so don’t want to do it.” Jenn laughs out loud, “Of course, I would if you wanted me too, but then that means I have to do stuff. Kat is your woman.” She points a thumb in her direction.

  Vegas nods, “It only makes sense. Don’t worry about that. We will do whatever makes you happy.” She confirms by squeezing my hand.

  “Good, because I would love all of you in your own style of leather and lace. Standing up there with us.”

  “That we can most certainly find. All black and white? It would look phenomenal with orange and red flowers for the fall?” Vegas adds on excitement highlighting her ideas.

  We plan out a few more details and luckily the dress I picked needs no alterations. The pants and shirt for Pawn we picked up at the mall.
While there, we stopped at the shoe store and searched for a perfect set of heels.

  Holding up a black pair I declare, “I’m so in love with these.”

  The four of them turn and Kat smiles wickedly. “Yes, those are perfect. Tall heel leather straps that lace up.”

  “When would I wear them again though?” I turn them in my hand admiring them. I’ve never bought super sexy heels before.

  Vegas scolds, “Tami, that doesn’t matter. Wear them on your wedding day. No one will see them until Pawn takes off your dress and you know what else?” She snaps her fingers.

  “No.”

  “We need to go get black lingerie for underneath. Pawn won’t be able to paw it off your body fast enough.” Vegas and Kat nod agreeing with that idea.

  When I don’t move or respond, Jenn asks, “What is wrong?”

  “I don’t have enough money for all of this today.” I hate to put a hold on this all, but I don’t want to overspend. Or maybe, I’m just not used to spending money.

  Kat shakes her head at me and passes me a black credit card. Flipping the card towards me with two fingers. My eyes bulge out, “I can’t, no I really can’t.” I refuse to take it holding my hands up.

  “Yes, you can, because Pawn is paying me back.” Kat grins.

  “You’re a liar.”

  “Shut up and take her money. The bitch is loaded.” Jenn grabs my stuff and Kat’s card and heads to the checkout.

  Vegas laughs, “Listen to the crazy one.” Kat winks and walks over to help Jenn.

  “I’m going to pick out a dress for Maddy while we are here.” Dana happily heads to a rack of tiny clothes.

  “Did you tell Blade?” I’ve been waiting all day to be alone to ask her.

  “I did. At first, he was about to pass out. I’ll give you the details later, but in the end, he was very happy. We’ll have a baby a couple months after you.” Vegas beams and I can’t help but hug her, “When are you telling everyone else?”

  “After your wedding sometime. I want you to shine for as long as you can. We have plenty of time to celebrate.”

  My lip wobbles, “You know, you really are the sweetest.”

  “It’s those damn twins. They have worn the fight out of me. I only have so much energy anymore.”

  “Let’s grab some food in the food court and then flowers?” Dana comes back with her purchase. It’s so adorable and I can’t wait to see the little baby growing inside of me. Vegas rounds up the other two and we leave the store.

  At the food court we have an array of choices for our own tastes. Jenn eats like a high school boy that never gains any weight. She wiggles her eyebrows, “So hungry.” She stuffs half of her Philly Cheesesteak sandwich in her mouth. “This girl stuff is hard work.”

  “Mm-hmm says the person talking all day.” Dana taunts her.

  “But it has mattered.” She holds up her French fry to defend herself before tossing it into her mouth.

  Vegas face goes green a minute later at the smell from all our food and is suddenly up and out of her chair sprinting across the food court to the bathroom. We gulp down the food we were chewing.

  “Oh, no.” I absently comment.

  The three of them turning to stare at me, “Spill it.”

  “Nothing to spill.” I comment and stuff more food into my mouth.

  “Then why did she sprint like she just stole something, and security was after her? Hmm?” Jenn glares, “You two,” she points a French Fry at me. “Have a pregnancy pact going on, and by God keep those germs to yourself. I don’t want in.”

  “Keep it quiet,” I hiss giving in. “She wants to tell everyone after the wedding.”

  “So, we all have to pretend that we don’t know that we know. This feels just like that part on Friends when Rachel is knocked up.”

  Jenn slurps loudly on her soda, “Mm-hmm. Just like that. Except I’m cool with keeping it under wraps because Saint is doing everything in his power to get me knocked up since Cash has been born and now relentless since you announced your news. You guys are really inconsiderate.”

  Kat loudly laughs and punches Jenn in the arm, “Who’s the bitch now?”

  “What, it’s the truth.” She shrugs.

  We continue talking and a pale face Vegas sits back down. Her mascara is smeared just a bit.

  Jenn can’t seem to help herself and taunts her more with her food. Vegas starts to gag and moves to sit at another table resting her forearms on her knees, “You bitch, you know, don’t you?”

  “That lasted long.” Dana deadpans.

  “Of course, we know.” Jenn sits back propping her feet up in the vacated seat. “That’s what you get for lying. But don’t worry our lips are sealed.”

  “Gee, thanks.” Vegas takes in large deep breaths through her nose.

  “I’ll get you some more sparkling water.” Kat knocks Jenn’s legs down from the chair as she passes. After Vegas gains control of her stomach, we head out and accomplish more than I thought was possible. Dana was so helpful and had a checklist of everything we needed. In one day, we had practically an entire wedding planned with the five of us. The day was one of the best of my life. Filled with my best friends that I consider my family, my sisters.

  Chapter 40

  Tami

  “Where are we going?” Pawn is anxious and has been pacing this entire morning. I thought things have been going well. The last two weeks felt like we had reset the universe. This behavior from him is spiking my anxiety. “Is there something wrong again?”

  Pawn stops his movement and holds onto my shoulders in our room. “No, angel. There is nothing wrong. Things are okay. Stryker wants to meet with us at the clubhouse and I would rather not, but we are okay.” He runs his hands up and down my arms.

  I don’t question why he’s so nervous. He must know something, and I chalk it up to club business. The three of us get into his truck and we meet with Stryker and Blade at the club house as requested.

  Walking through the clubhouse bar it’s boisterous and loud with the extra men here from the Las Vegas Chapter. Fuego and his men from California are due here in a couple of days before the wedding.

  Pawn is drawn over to a group I have never met before. He introduces me with pride, “Brothers, this is my baby momma, Tami.” I’m passed around the group and meet, Audio, Jenn’s brother, a few others, but I miss their names, except Titan.

  You can guess why the man is called Titan, he’s broad with muscles, tan, and eyes so light and bright they are captivating.

  He takes my hand and places his over mine. “Very nice to meet you, Tami.” I’m not sure what it is but our gazes are fused together. It’s as if he sees something, but what, I don’t know. Pawn pulls me away from his grip. “Congratulations on your baby and marriage. Honored to be here.”

  “Honored?” I parrot back, “Um, thank you.”

  Titan addresses Pawn, “Stryker is waiting for you two in Blade’s office. We’ll chat soon, Tami.”

  I squint my eyes, trying to decipher the obvious code everyone seems to know about around here. A little seed of frustration sprouts. I’ll admit that the hormones have some to do with it, but the secrets are starting to wear on me. I’m tired and sleepy and I just want some peace. Just for a little while.

  Pawn holds on to Cash and I follow him through the crowd until we meet Stryker and his wife Moxie in the office. I stand there a little dumbfounded and confused. The unease settles in. I can’t explain why but that seeds grow stronger by the second the frustration and anger setting in for the ride.

  Can I feel the unease? Yes. Maybe that is it. I’m just nervous and take in a calming breath.

  “Tami,” Pawn calls my name, snapping me out of my thoughts. “You remember meeting the Prez of the Las Vegas Chapter before and his wife, Moxie?”

  Blinking, I look around the room and Blade stands off to the side with Vegas. “Yes, I do. I’m sorry, but what is going on here?”

  The man that called us here moves from around
the side of his wife. His eyes collide with mine and my world starts to spin. Only briefly once before did I ever meet him, and it was such a quick hello. At the time, it seemed he didn’t care to talk to me.

  His eyes are striking. They match mine perfectly. No words are spoken, and I start to step back, but Pawn is there. “It’s okay, angel,” he whispers.

  Turning my head just slightly to the left I can question, “How?”

  “Tami, I don’t have all the answers, but Blade figured it out early on. After you came to Reno, he met you. He had his suspicions and looked after you until we knew.”

  Frustrated and startled, I accuse Blade, “You knew, and you didn’t tell me! How long? How?”

  Blade doesn’t miss a beat, “It was your eyes at first. There is only one other person I knew with eyes like that.”

  My head snaps back and I gulp back the sob that threatens to let free. It hurts that they didn’t tell me sooner.

  “But of course, you knew that we’ve been taking care of our club stuff. Right before your birthday, when I sold the diamond, it made me think about it again. The area the people you were so easily in common with and knew about. There usually aren’t many coincidences in life. Call it a hunch but I had you tested and Stryker. It came back positive, he’s our father.”

  “Holy Shit.” I blurt hearing what my heart was screaming at me. My body weighted down, and I step away and fall back into the nearest chair. Looking at them all and then Blade, “That is why you gave me the money and let me stay all along, isn’t it?”

  Tears well up in my eyes because the truth hurts to a degree. Blade moves to sit next to me, “Black and white answer is yes, but there was something there Tami. I did care. I also had to protect the club. I didn’t know what I suspected until later.”

  Stryker moves and squats down in front of me, “I didn’t know that your mother was pregnant. I never knew you existed. Forgive me, but I had to tell Moxie the truth first.”

  She has been quiet this whole time and moves to stand behind him, “We decided that we couldn’t live this life without you in it. We wanted to talk with you sooner, but we felt you needed time after Solo’s death. I’m sorry if you felt that was wrong.”