23. Bones
BONES
“So, you still haven’t told her that we both slept with Daisy and don’t actually know who the dad is?” Skull asks, his brow furrowing. We’re both at Vipers working on a car together. It’s been a while since we’ve done this, and it’s actually really nice spending time with just him.
Wiping my fingers on an oil stained rag, I pick up my bottle of water and take a sip. “No, she thinks Natalia is mine, and we just raise her together because we do everything together.”
And she still doesn’t know how true that is.
I know I should tell her the truth, but deep down, I think I’m scared. Does she really need to know that fact about my past? But I know that the fact I’m actively keeping something from her is a dick move, and the knowledge feels like a weight on my chest because everyone knows but her.
Maybe I should tell her about Daisy, but I don’t want her to know I shared Isla with Skull.
That will change their dynamic, and it might push her away enough that she doesn’t want anything to do with me.
“Are you going to tell her?” he asks, closing the car’s hood and leaning on it.
“For the record, I think you need to put it all out in the open, brother. I know that she might not take it well at the start, but once she gets over the shock, I think she’ll be fine.
She loves you, and this all happened before you met her.
She can’t hold it against you, but if you lie to her, she can. ”
“I know,” I admit. “I should tell her about Daisy. Fuck, I will tell her.”
I should have told her already. She needs to know the truth, and she needs to hear it from me. I’ve been avoiding this conversation, not wanting to scare her away, but now that we’ve told each other how we feel, it’s time to put everything out in the open.
“Good. Are you going to tell her about Isla?” he asks.
“I don’t know. I think that one is going to hurt her the most. She might have some questions about Daisy, but I don’t think she’ll care. I’ve just avoided it because it means explaining that we used to share women, and I know she’s going to have a lot of questions about that.”
Which might lead her to ask if I’ve been with Isla. I really want her and Isla to get along because we are one big family.
“Isla was worried that you’d want to share Doc with me, just the one time like we did with her.” He puts it out there. I didn’t tell him I’d overheard their conversation and decided to let him bring it up to me.
“You have Isla now, and I’d never do that to her. I was single when I was with her… it’s different.” And I don’t even know if I could share Doc. “However, I do have another bonding idea, but our women will have to be open-minded.”
Skull runs his hand over the stubble on his cheek. “I’m intrigued.”
I’m about to tell him how I think we should fuck our women in the same room at the same time, just as our garage manager, Mase, comes out with some paperwork for us to complete.
Skull would be down for it.
We won’t touch each other’s woman.
But we’d all be there together, just like old times.
Fuck, the thought of it makes my dick twitch.
After seeing Doc in the pole room, I have no doubt she’d be up for it too. And what’s with her loving the whole mask thing? She was so fucking wet before I went to bed that I made an online order for an assortment of them.
And don’t think I’ve forgotten about her primal play comment.
Fuck, now I’m hard at work.
By the time I get back to the clubhouse, I want nothing more than my face buried in Doc’s pussy. But the men return from their run, and then Prez calls church.
When that’s done, I bathe Natalia, read her a book, and put her to bed.
By the time I make it to Doc’s house, I’m tired. It’s been a long-ass day. But when she opens the door in one of her little nighties and a welcoming smile, I know I’m right where I’m meant to be.
“Did you eat?” she asks, laughing as I pick her up. Her legs come around my waist, and I close the door with my foot.
“No, but I’m about to,” I growl, carrying her to the dining table and laying her back on it. “I missed you today, Doc. I need this pussy right now.”
“Take what you want,” she replies breathlessly.
“Whatever I want?” I echo doubtfully.
“Yes.” She grins, spreading her thighs. “Because I missed you too. Hurry.”
“Demanding,” I mutter, kneeling in front of her and ripping off her panties. When my mouth lands on her pussy, I close my eyes and moan. Right where I fucking want to be. And when I look back up, her eyes are closed. She’s leaning on her palms, her head tilted back in pleasure.
She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on.
And she’s all mine.
“Eyes on me while I eat your cunt, baby,” I demand, and she flashes me her half-lidded hazel eyes. “Keep them on me.”
She nods, following orders like a good girl.
Every time she’s about to come, I pull back a little and change up the rhythm.
“Nate,” she warns, but I keep edging her, wanting to give her the best orgasm at the end of it. “Please, let me come.”
Fuck, I love it when she begs.
“Soon, I’m not done tasting you.”
Her thighs start to tremble, and again, I pull away from her clit, moving my tongue lower.
“Fuck, Nate. Don’t stop!” She pants, gripping my hair and pushing my head where she wants me. “Your mouth feels so good.”
I don’t stop this time.
And when she comes, she screams my name so loudly I’m sure the neighbors can hear it.