Chapter 17
17
DARREN
H e didn’t reach for her again until It was nearing dawn and the first rays of the rising sun were starting to creep across the bedroom floor. Having rolled to her back sometime during the night, he rolled to his side so he could see her better. With his hand tucked under his pillow, he took in her every feature. Her eyes were closed with her head turned his way. One side of his mouth hitched up at the way her soft pink lips were slightly parted, as if waiting to be kissed. The covers had slipped down to reveal the tops of her ample breasts, making his dick twitch. Rolling to his back, he extended his arm to grab a condom from the nightstand. He opened it and rolled it on, never doubting that Kylie would ever deny him.
This time when he rolled back to his side, he moved in to nuzzle her neck. From there, he started to leave a trail of kisses down her chest until he reached her nipple. He took his time swirling his tongue around and around, moving it closer and closer until he latched his lips around the peak. He was gently sucking on it when he realized she was awake.
Her fingers weaved their way through his hair as she hummed her approval. He glanced up to see her smiling though her eyes were still closed. Moving up to her ear, he whispered, “Are you up for another round? You’re not too sore?”
“Only if you get on top this time.” Her voice was raspy at this early morning hour.
Darren tensed for a moment, wondering if he could trust himself enough to be on top. What if he got too aggressive and did something to hurt her or the baby?
“Baby?” Kylie’s quiet voice and her tugging at his hair brought his attention back to her. Her beautiful blue eyes were pointed his way. “I trust you. Now fuck me.”
His smile was genuine as he rolled over to his stomach and maneuvered himself between her legs then settled them over his wide shoulders. He took a moment to appreciate the way she kept herself shaved with only a strip above her pussy, leaving her lips bare. He could almost get drunk on the smell of her arousal alone. Dipping his head, he swiped his tongue along her folds, then swirled her clit with the tip. He applied pressure to the sensitive bundle of nerves with the flat of his tongue, working it back and forth at the same time he slipped two fingers into her already wet pussy.
Her hand in his hair tightened, allowing her hips to rise up and grind into him mouth. “Yesss. That feels so good.” Her eyes opened to mere slits as she watched him feast between her legs.
“Please, Darren. I need your cock.” He hummed his approval against her clit, then quickly got to his knees. He notched his aching cock at her entrance, then pushed forward in one smooth thrust. Buried balls deep in her tight, hot sheath, he felt a trickle of sweat run down his temple as he worked to keep control. He jerked when he felt her hand grip his balls, giving them a good squeeze. “Fuck me, Darren.”
He growled and was helpless to do anything but what she commanded. He pulled back then thrust himself forward. He tried to keep it at a slow, steady pace, gradually fanning the flames. He watched her face closely for any sign that he might be hurting her, but all he saw in her eyes was love and hunger.
“You guys at it again?” Tuck chuckled next to them as he rolled to his side. He settled his head in his hand as he watched with a sleepy, but very interested look on his face. He tipped his head forward and sucked one of her tits into his mouth, causing Kylie to tighten around Darren’s dick.
“Fuck. She liked that.”
“Of course, she did. Our woman loves having her tits played with while she’s being fucked. She also likes,” his hand drifted down her stomach until he reached her clit, giving it a playful slap. “This, too.” Kylie’s hips bucked to meet Tuck’s touch, her pussy milking Darren harder. “And she really likes when you do them both while getting someones cock in her greedy little pussy.” To prove his point, he leaned down and playfully nipped her nipple at the same time he worked her clit. Kylie’s back and neck arched, causing her head to dig back into her pillow. She screamed her release and tightened her fist in Tuck’s hair, effectively holding him captive against her tit as she rode it out. “Oh my God!”
Her pussy clamped down so hard on his cock, Darren feared she might push him out. Gripping her hips, he raised her higher so he could fuck her harder. His orgasm barreled out of his dick with such force it stole his breath and he thought he might black out. His tempo increased to the point he lost his rhythm. Once his release was complete, he gently pulled out and dropped to his side. He felt himself smile a real smile for the first time in forever as he watched her struggle to catch her breath. Seeing her so spent and satisfied, he couldn’t help but feel a little cocky knowing he’d done that to her.
He stared into her eyes and thought he had to be the world’s biggest idiot. How could he have thought he was being noble by keeping Kylie at arm’s length and seeking out other women to take care of his sexual needs? She was more woman than any two men could handle or deserve. She’d always been able to keep up with him and Tuck, so why had he thought she’d be any less able to keep up with him while he worked the Euphoria out of his system? He couldn’t help it, but he was finding it easier said than done when it came to forgetting the past.
He cupped her cheek and whispered, “I love you, Kylie. You’re a fucking amazing woman and I’ll never understand how I got so lucky. Twice.” He settled his lips over hers and poured everything he was feeling into it. When he pulled back, he saw that she understood.
“All right. If you’re done, get out of the way. My dick’s hard from watching the two of you go at it.” Tuck grinned and winked at Kylie.
Darren pulled out and rolled off the bed to dispose of the condom. While he was in the bathroom, he decided to go ahead and take a shower to give Kylie and Tuck a little quality time together. Once he was finished, he dried off and went out to the bedroom, intent on getting dressed when Tuck called out, “Come help her. She’s right there but can’t get over.”
Darren dropped his towel and went to climb up on the bed. He knelt at Kylie’s side, swiping a sweaty strand of hair from her face. “What’s wrong, baby? Need help?”
“Yes,” she nodded. She was close to tears and he could see she was frustrated. She sometimes got like this. She’d get too over stimulated and it took both of them to get her off.
He leaned down to give her a quick kiss, then reached down to swipe a finger through the juices created from Tuck’s fucking. Just the touch of his finger at her back hole had more fluid gushing down his hand. He chuckled while he slowly pushed his finger into her ass. He didn’t stop until he had it all the way in. Her groans were full of desire and honestly, if they didn’t get her off soon, she’d have him needing to fuck again.
He pulled his finger out, gathered up some more of her juices and pushed two fingers back inside. He nodded to Tuck and the two of them set off at a fast, rough pace. He fucked her ass with his fingers as hard as Tuck was going at her pussy. With Darren’s free hand, he reached between her legs and gave her clit a hard pinch. She gasped and had a full body shiver, so he did it again. The added hint of pain along with what he and Tuck were doing was enough to get her to come. Now that she had gotten over the hump, Tuck let himself go as well. Darren didn’t let up on fucking her ass until Tuck slowed his movements and came to a stop. He grinned seeing she’d come so hard, her whole body twitched like she was having mini convulsions.
“I fucking love it when she does that.” Tuck pulled his dick from Kylie’s body and helped her roll to her side. “It’s like she’s been fucked so good her body doesn’t know how to react.”
Kylie reacting this way had happened more than a few times. Even before she was pregnant, coming this hard always left her wiped out. As he expected, she was out before they could get her covered with the blanket. He shook his head and chuckled to himself as Tuck went to take his own shower.
Darren’s phone started to ring so he grabbed it up quickly, hoping it didn’t wake Kylie up. “Hey, Race. What’s up?” he asked, moving farther away from the bed.
“I wanted to check to make sure you were all up before I came over. I have some news.”
“Sure. I’ll finish getting dressed. Come to the back door.” He hung up and went to the dresser to pull out a pair of jeans, socks and a long-sleeve t-shirt. He was sitting on the edge of the bed and was pulling on his boots when Tuck wandered back in. “Race is coming over.” He spoke quietly, not wanting wake Kylie up. “He says he has news.”
“Perfect. I’ll get dressed and meet you guys out there.”
Darren found Race standing at the back door. He unlocked it and let him in, knowing his friend would lock up behind him. He went straight to the coffee maker and started a pot, then turned and leaned against the counter while he waited for the coffee to brew. He crossed his arms and his legs while Race pulled a chair out at the table.
“If your news is what I think it is, I’m surprised you didn’t text everyone and call for church,” Tuck said as he took a seat at the table to put his boots on.
“Well, I could have, but we’re out of coffee and I’m fucking dying for a cup.” He scrubbed a hand down his face as if still tired. “I need to take Bellamy to the store, but I haven’t had time.”
“You could have sent one of the prospects or hell, just about anybody at the clubhouse. I’m sure our guys or any of Chance’s guys would have jumped at the chance to get out for a while,” Tuck reminded him.
“I know, but after all that shit with Smoke fucking with Jackson and flirting with Calliope, I didn’t want to have to shoot any of Chance’s men. It would look bad if I started shooting up our support club.”
Darren and Tuck laughed as their president whined about his problems. He didn’t do it often and more often than not, it had something to do with his brother-in-law, Preacher.
The coffee finished and Darren poured three mugs before carrying them to the table. He went back for some sugar to add to his cup and odds were Race would add it to his, too. He pulled out a chair and took a seat. “So, what’s the news?”
“Preacher’s guys called in. They have what we need. They’re flying back and should be back in a hour. I’m having everyone meet up in a hour so that we’re all there when they arrive. I’m closing the clubhouse to everyone. Brothers only. Old ladies and kids can go to the rec building with our prospects and a couple of Preacher’s guys.”
“Finally. Now we can end this.” Tuck clinked his cup off Race’s then Darren’s.
“About fucking time.” Darren would finally have his revenge.
DARREN
Darren rode in the car with Kylie to the clubhouse while Tuck followed behind on his bike. Once the meeting was over he was going to have to see about getting two new tires for his bike. Macy, Stacy, Tracy—what the fuck was her name?—had sure done a number on them after Kylie ran her off. Thanks to her, he’d made it home right after the sun set. If Kylie hadn’t forgiven him, Little Miss Macy, Stacy, Tracy would be getting a very pissed off biker banging on her door. No, he wouldn’t have hurt her, but her car or even her house would have been fair game.
Pulling onto the clubhouse parking lot, he had a hard time finding an empty space close to the building. He couldn’t believe how many bikes and cars and trucks were already here. Race was right. With this many men involved, church definitely wouldn’t hold them all. Using the common room for the meeting was a good call.
“Honey, you can park anywhere. I don’t mind walking.” Kylie fought back a grin.
“You’re right. I just didn’t want you to have to walk so far.” He found an open spot in the third row and pulled in.
“While I appreciate the thought, not every pregnant old lady is going to be able to park next to the building.” She patted his arm as he shut off the car.
“I’d say I’m sorry for trying to take care of you, but it would be a lie. As long as Tuck and I are breathing, we’ll always try to make things easy for you.”
He shut the car off and was reaching for the door handle, planning to come around and help Kylie out of the car. She surprised him when she reached across the console to cup his cheek. She pulled him close and whispered against his lips, “I love you, Darren. Don’t ever forget that. And if you need me today, you know where I’ll be.” Then she leaned in to press her lips to his. She would have pulled away if he hadn’t fisted his hand in her hair at the back of her head and deepened it. When he was finished, he was pleased to find her eyes opening slowly. She looked a little dazed and he really liked the look on her.
“Love you, too, babe.” The woman was truly special. It made him feel calmer knowing she was only a text away if he couldn’t control the hold Euphoria had on him. She would go to the rec building with the other old ladies and families. If he needed her, he’d text Cutter or Miles to bring her to the back door. He wouldn’t take her to their room until the sheets had been changed and the room thoroughly cleaned. Instead, he’d take her to her office and make use of her comfy couch. On his way to the back door, he’d stop by his room to grab condoms from the nightstand, unless Chance used them all. Which reminded him, he really needed to find time to see Bacon before he left town to get tested. He never once took any of the women bare, but he wouldn’t chance passing something on to Kylie.
Her door opened behind her and Tuck’s hand reached inside to offer her his assistance for getting out of the car. They both recognized that she was pregnant and not handicapped and was fully capable of doing almost everything on her own. She also recognized that as their woman, they needed to be able to take care of her, whether that was in the form of helping around the house, taking her shopping (that one wasn’t his favorite), parking close to whatever building they were at, or simply opening her car door. He was aware that she sometimes felt their need to take care of her could be stifling and on those rare occasions, she let them know to back off a little. He loved that she had no fear of speaking her mind or, he chuckled to himself, pulling a gun if she felt the need for it.
He followed Kylie and Tuck inside and was immediately overwhelmed with the amount of people in the common area. It was more crowded than one of their hog roasts with all of their families and friends here. It probably had to do with the group of rather big men grouped off to the left near the pool tables dressed like ex-military and taking up a lot of space. Yeah, they had to have come with Preacher.
“Damn, Darren, they’re all as big as you,” Tuck commented.
Yes, they were. Where the hell did Preacher find them? Mercenaries For Hire?
Race, having spotted them, made his way across the room. “Hey, girl. How’s it goin’?” He smiled warmly at Kylie.
“Great. Things are going great.” She nodded and smiled wide, tossing a glance over her shoulder at Darren.
“As soon as you get your woman to the rec building, we’ll start the meeting.” Race slapped his shoulder and moved away, disappearing into the crowd.
“Come on, babe.” Darren reached down and clasped her hand in his. “We need to get you out of here so we can get started.” He was forced to shoulder his way through the crowd, pulling Kylie in his wake. It was slow going as he stopped to greet different members of the Black Horsemen. He bumped into Chance who gave him back his room key.
“Not gonna need this anymore. You ready to get your vengeance?”
“Fucking A, I’m ready.” Chance bumped fists with him and moved to the side, giving him room to get Kylie through the crowd.
It took a little work, but he finally got her through. As soon as he hit the hall, it was smooth sailing. It was empty and it made him wonder if maybe he should have taken her straight to the building out back and saved himself from having to plow through all those people. It would’ve been a helluva lot easier.
Tuck was laughing as he caught up to them. “I’ve never seen so many large men in one room before. I hope like hell someone doesn’t start a fight. I don’t think our odds would be that great.”
Darren opened the back door and found Cutter heading their way. “Hey, Darren. Tuck. Kylie.” Was he smiling a little too brightly at Kylie? “Race texted and said I should come escort Kylie to the rec building.” He hitched his thumb over his shoulder where the old ladies and families already waited.
Tuck drew her attention as he said, “Okay, babe, you need to go with Cutter and we’ll come get you when we’re done.” He leaned down and gave her a quick kiss.
“Okay,” she replied.
Tuck stepped away several feet and waved for Cutter to follow him. Darren had no idea what they were talking about and he didn’t care. Tuck was giving him a minute with Kylie before the meeting and he appreciated it.
He cupped both his hands on her cheeks. “Unless Cutter or Miles gets a text from me telling them to bring you to your office, stay inside with the others.”
“Are you going to be okay?” She wrapped her small, delicate hands around his thick wrists.
“Yes. I’ll be fine. You’re just a text away.” He kissed her before he told her to go with Cutter. Once she was halfway across the space between the two buildings, he and Tuck went back inside. They nodded at Race when they returned. It was time to get things started.
A loud, ear piercing whistle split the air, bringing all eyes to the front of the room where Race stood with Chance, president of the Black Horsemen, and Preacher, he wasn’t sure what his men called him so he went with leader, of his group of mercenaries, on either side of him.
Darren and Tuck took a seat at a table with Maverick, Dagger, and Tulsa. The rest of the Sons were spread out at two other tables nearby. The rest of the tables and bar stools quickly filled and a few, mostly Preacher’s guys, found space against the wall. Race waited until everyone was quiet before he began.
“You all are here today because as a support group,” he glanced at Chance, “you’ve got our backs and Preacher,” he glanced at his brother-in-law, “is here because he has a similar interest in eradicating the cartel trying to get a foothold in Colorado that have been doing business with the Phantoms. We all want the same thing. To end the Phantoms and bust up the cartel’s foothold in our state, or at least our part of it.” Everyone slapped the table or stomped their foot in agreement. Race waited for things to quiet again. “Preacher has had men in Taos clocking their movements. He’s going to fill you in on what he discovered and then we’ll put a plan together. Preach.”
Preacher took a step forward to address the crowd. It was interesting to see him dressed in black cargo pants, black combat boots and a black long-sleeve shirt instead of his usual fancy suits. His hair, normally well-trimmed and styled, was actually free of product and looked like he’d been running his hands through it more than a few times. He even had a little five o’clock shadow.
“My men, Wallace, Wakefield and Jones, have all the information we need on where the cartel drops the drugs. It’s an old brick building in a deteriorating neighborhood in the south side of town. As you would imagine, it is full of vacant, rundown buildings and no one really cares what goes down there. The cops very rarely, if ever, patrol the area. My men have been tracking the cartel’s movements for some time and we know their schedule in regards to meeting up with the Phantoms. We know how many men from each group is sent to the exchange. We also know when the next delivery will be.”
“If you knew all this stuff already, why were we waiting?” Chance asked.
“You can never be too prepared. Things could change and I wanted to be prepared for them.” He scanned the room to see if anyone else had any questions. When no one else spoke up, he continued. “The next delivery is tomorrow night. The cartel always brings a truck with two men escorted by two other vehicles with two men each. They’re always fully armed. They stand back and watch the area as Crockett’s men unload the drugs.”
“Does Crockett and his man, RIP, go to these exchanges?” Darren asked. He was going with whichever team that allowed him to get his hands on those fuckers.
“Usually those two stay at the club. The only time we’ve seen them come to the meet was when someone important from the cartel is in town.”
Perfect.
Having answered Darren’s question, Preacher nodded at one of his guys and a projector screen lowered from the ceiling.
“When did we get a projector and a screen?” Tuck asked Maverick.
“Preacher brought it with him and had his guys install it. They’re leaving it here when they leave.”
“Cool.”
One of Preacher’s men opened a laptop and a picture of the warehouse and surrounding area came up on the screen.
“This is where the exchanges happen.” He pointed to an old brick building. It had two garage style doors in front with one regular door to the left of them. “These are the entries from the front.” He waited for the slide to change and pointed out all windows and the back door. The screen flipped through a few more pictures that had been taken as well as satellite images so they could all have a real time idea of what everything looked like. Darren was curious as to how Preacher got his hands on those. He must have some friends in high places.
Race took over from there. “Preacher will be in charge of taking down the drug house. He’ll take his men and half of the Horsemen. I’ll take the Sons and the other half of the Horsemen to take out the clubhouse. Not only have we been there recently, but we’ve got an ax to grind with those fuckers. We’ll leave Cutter and Miles here with two of the Horsemen and two of Preacher’s men.” He took a step forward, his expression mirroring how deadly serious he was about what he was about to say. “There will be no one left standing when we’re done. This ends now.”
That sounded like music to Darren’s ears.
Race’s announcement was met with resounding applause, boot stomps and “hell yeahs.”
Preacher spoke up once more. “Wallace and Wakefield are passing out drawings of each building and surrounding area. Divide into groups and come up with a plan. When we’re done, we’ll go through each of the plans and decide which one to use.”
Wallace or Wakefield handed them what looked like a topographical map of the Phantoms’ property. The biggest building was obviously their clubhouse. Next to it and to the right was the garage. Behind a line of trees was another building. Given it was surrounded by trees and they’d made a mad dash through the woods to escape, it had to be the place where they’d held Darren. Seeing where he’d been held on a map made his blood boil and he had to fight the urge not to swipe it and everything else on the table to the floor. If not for them and their fucking games, Darren would never have cheated on Kylie. He would not still be in this fucking mess. He would not still be fighting the effects of the drug. Darren’s plan hinged on him getting his hands on the two men that made his life hell. He would get his justice.
It took over an hour for each of the groups to come up with what they thought was a good plan. All the plans were collected, scanned and one by one was put up on the projector screen. They went over each one with a fine tooth comb. The fact that their input was appreciated and Preacher and his commandos didn’t take over and declare how things were going to go down gave Darren reason to respect the crime lord.
Preacher was used to commanding everyone around him so he imagined it was difficult to defer to Race. Although they had Bellamy in common, the men still barely tolerated each other. Preacher made a sport out of poking at his brother-in-law every chance he got. Race, not one to be outdone, would poke back, usually with some comment with sexual innuendo in regards to Preacher’s little sister.
They’d just taken the plan from the Horsemen and put up on the screen. They went through the plan, dissecting every little detail, highlighting the parts they liked best. They set it aside and moved on to the plan the Sons had come up with.
“Hey. You doing okay?” Tuck leaned over and whispered his direction.
“Yeah. Why?”
“You’re leg’s bouncing like you’re hopped up on speed and you’re trying to kickstart your bike.”
Darren immediately stopped with the annoying leg action and frowned. “I’m fine.” He checked the time on the clock mounted on the wall. They’d been at it for three hours. There was no rhyme or reason as to when the drug would kick in and he’d need to fuck. He kept praying that it would leave his system soon. He hated being ruled by this EZ Lay shit.
“You’re also grinding your teeth and digging your nails into the backs of your arms.”
Darren immediately uncrossed his arms. “Damn it.”
“Go. Text Cutter and have him bring Kylie over. I’ll fill you in when we get back.”
Darren pulled out his phone and texted Race to let him know he had to step out, but would be back. Next, he texted Cutter. He got up and tried to disappear as quietly as possible down the hall. He stopped by his room and luckily found three condoms that Chance hadn’t managed to use in his nightstand. He grabbed one and went to wait for Kylie at the back door. He thanked Cutter and told him he’d let him know when to come back to get her.
Taking her hand, he started to lead her to her office where he planned to fuck her on the couch. “If you hear anything that’s being discussed, forget it and don’t repeat it. Okay?” The men’s voices were loud and there was no way she wouldn’t pick up on something they were saying.
“Okay,” she whispered.
By the time he got her to her office and closed and locked the door behind them, his cock was hard as stone and throbbing. He spun to find Kylie already kicking off her shoes and shoving her pants down her legs. When she rose, she quickly stripped her shirt and bra off. Her face was flushed and if he was reading her correctly, she was as turned on right now as he was.
He shucked his clothes off in record time. As soon as he was naked, Kylie all but climbed up the front of him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hiked one of her legs over his hip. He cupped her ass and slammed his mouth down on hers, taking everything she was giving. “I’m sorry this is going to be rushed. Don’t let me hurt you.”
He picked her up and carried her to the couch where he laid her down. Spread out before him, one leg on the back of the couch and the other on the floor, there wasn’t anything she was hiding from him. He could clearly see she was already wet for him.
“Hurry, Darren.”
He dropped to his knees between her spread legs and paused. “Fuck. Hang on. Forgot the condom.” He easily snagged his pants off the floor and grabbed one. With swift moves, he had the condom on and was lining his cock up at her entrance. He rubbed his latex-covered cock through her wetness, then slid inside. Goddamn. Nothing felt like this. Nothing felt like Kylie.
“I can’t believe you’re already so worked up.” His voice was hoarse as he thrust his hips in a quick pace. He was teetering on the edge already and prayed she was close, too.
“I think it has to do with the fact that it feels like we’re sneaking around and we’re naked in my office. Maybe it’s knowing there’s lots of people out there and they could hear us or catch us doing it?”
“Ahhh. Our little Kylie is a closet exhibitionist. I’ll have to remember that. And don’t worry about the door. I locked it. As for people hearing us? Not today. Those fuckers out there don’t need to hear your sweet noises.”
“Harder, baby.” Kylie panted and reached out to smooth her hands over his hard chest and abs. The expression on her face was a mix of rapture, lust and love. It was a very good look on her.
Darren’s thrusts grew more forceful. “Yes. God, yes!” she whisper-shouted with enthusiasm.
“Shhh,” he laughed. “You have to be quiet.”
“I don’t know if I can.”
“If you stay quiet this time, you can be as loud as you want next time we do it in here. Deal?”
“Yes. Deal,” she panted.
He lifted her legs to hold against his shoulders, one on each side so he could still reach her clit. He applied pressure and worked it back and forth, then in circles. Fuck. The way her tits were bouncing was driving him crazy. “Play with your tits, baby.”
Kylie wasn’t shy. She immediately started pinching and twisting her own nipples. Her pussy tightened around his cock and he thought his eyes might cross.
“Come on, baby. Don’t hold out on me. You gotta come. I’m almost there.”
“Okay.”
He sank his dick to the hilt and stayed planted there long enough to swivel his hips so that he was grinding the base of his cock into her overly sensitive bundle of nerves. Her mouth fell open, ready to scream. He hurriedly covered her mouth with his hand, catching most of it. Her pussy locked down on him and he soon found he was the one fighting not to shout the roof down. He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and pounded into her. When his orgasm finally ended he was short of breath and in desperate need of a drink.
Kylie was smiling up at him like the cat that ate the canary. “That was nice.”
He threw his head back and laughed. “That was nice ? How about it was hot as hell. Your description of being naked in your office and possibly getting caught almost made me come before I could get you off.” He pulled out and disposed of the condom before returning to sit by her side. “Definitely going to have to explore this whole exhibitionist thing with you.”
“Oh my God. That was in the heat of the moment talk. I don’t know if I could really do that in real life.”
“I bet you never thought you could fuck two guys at the same time in real life either until you did.” He didn’t miss the spark of heat she tried to hide at his reply. Yeah. Definitely have to explore this further.
He reached out and grabbed their clothes, then helped her sit up. “I’m sorry that I had to hurry. I need to be back out there to go over the plan.”
Kylie stood and started pulling her clothes back on. She steadied herself with a hand on his shoulder as she put her leg through the leg of her pants.
He waited until she was finished pulling her pants up before he shoved his feet in his boots and stood up. He waited for her shirt to come over her head and settle over her stomach so he could have her full attention. “Kylie, I don’t want you to think this was us fucking just so I can get off. I treasure each and every time we’re together.”
Her smile was sweet. “I know, honey. I don’t mind a quickie now and then. As long as we both get off what does it matter how long it takes?” She started for the door, but stopped and added, “ But , having two men at my disposal has spoiled me and I love all the time and attention you both give me.” She waggled her brows up and down as her teeth sank playfully into her bottom lip.
“Come on. Let me get you back to Cutter.” He texted the prospect as they walked hand in hand down the hall. Before he opened the door, he leaned down to kiss her. As he pulled away, he said, “I promise to make this up to you later.”
“I’ll hold you to that.” She opened the door to find Cutter already halfway there.
“Make sure you do.” He swatted her ass and watched her meet up with Cutter. He waited until they were almost to the other building before he closed the door. He shook his head as he ventured back to the meeting. He still hadn’t made up his mind as to wether he should kick the prospect’s ass or not. Darren was pretty sure the man was developing a crush on his woman.
He returned to his seat just in time to find out what everyone thought of the Sons’ plan.
Tuck raised a brow, silently asking if Darren was okay. He nodded and sat back in his seat, feeling more relaxed after being with Kylie.
“Okay. We’ve agreed on a plan. We’re going to head out tomorrow in four groups. We’re not taking bikes, it’ll draw too much attention from the other club. We need to stagger our vehicles so we don’t look like we’re all grouped together,” Race explained. “Everyone has the night to do what you want. Don’t get fucked up. Everyone needs to be back here by nine tomorrow. The first two groups will head out at ten and the next two groups will head out at noon. Any questions?”
No questions. Everyone seemed to be in agreement. Excellent. Tuck filled him in on the plan as everyone started making there way to the bar for a much needed drink. Dagger came back and placed a beer in front of him and Tuck, then reclaimed his seat.
“You ready?” he asked.
“I’ve been fucking ready. I can’t wait for this to go down.” Darren took a healthy drink from his beer. He felt a lightness in his chest that he hadn’t felt in a long time. As much as he loved Kylie and knew that she loved him, he still hadn’t felt completely free. He wouldn’t until he’d gotten even, but this was a very good start.
He was both excited and nervous. Excited because he’d get his revenge and nervous because he worried how he’d handle things with Kylie staying in Redemption. He needed to talk to Bacon before he left. He’d beg him for something to take the edge off or knock his ass out. He didn’t care if Bacon was unsure about what medicine to give him or the dosage. He’d take his chances.