Chaos Chapter 7
I was so anxious, I felt sick to my stomach.
I’d confessed what I wanted and had been feeling, to a degree anyway.
Bianca stood there not saying a word, staring at me as if I’d lost my mind.
I couldn’t tell if she was disgusted or upset at what I suggested.
I was about to ask her when she went slightly limp in my hands.
I brought her against me and cradled her so I could hold her up.
The feel of her against me. The scent of her filling my lungs with even more of her unique scent made my cock begin to fill. I knew I should ease her onto the couch and put distance between us, but I didn’t. Instead, I kept holding her.
“C-Chaos, I think I misheard you,” she said softly.
“Misheard me how?” I asked.
“I swore you just said you want to date to see if we could be compatible. As in I might be what you’re looking for in an old lady. I must be crazy, or my blood sugar is low.”
I chuckled and shook my head.
“Bianca, you’re not crazy that I know of, and as for your blood sugar, well, it could be low, but it doesn’t change what you understood.
Yes, I want us to date, for lack of a better word, and if this goes the way I hope it does, you will become my old lady, and I would be your old man.
Is that something you’re willing to do? I heard what you said about not being built to have a casual affair. That’s not what I’m asking for.”
Her body had melted into mine. And I knew she had to feel my erection, which had grown in seconds to be a hard lump pressing into her stomach.
I held in my groan of pleasure. I couldn’t stop myself from growing hard, but I refused to do something that would ruin my chances with her, so I clamped down on my instinct to push for sex.
My typical moves wouldn’t work with her.
“You actually want to date me. Why? I’m nothing special. You have countless women to choose from. I’m not part of your lifestyle. I’m boring. I don’t think you’ve thought this through.” Was her response.
“Oh, believe me, I’ve thought of little else for days.
And I’ve never been so drawn to a woman.
You’re more special than you realize. True, you’re not from the biker world, but hardly any of the old ladies I know are.
And they all fit in great and make wonderful old ladies.
As for you being boring, you’re not. And anyone who told you that was an idiot,” I countered.
“I think I need to sit, please,” she murmured.
I reluctantly eased her down on the couch, but I made sure I sat right next to her. We were touching from shoulders to knees. I kept an arm around her back. Bianca never objected. I tilted her chin up with my finger. She met my gaze.
“If you need time to consider this, I’ll give it to you. It’ll make me insane, but I’ll do it. But once you make your decision, I need to know right away.”
“You’re sure this is what you want?” Bianca asked again.
“Yes, one hundred percent sure.”
“I need to clarify a couple of things,” she said.
“Go for it.”
“If we date, does that mean we’ll be monogamous? Or will it be an open relationship? Or will I be expected to be faithful, but you’re permitted to be with others? And if we ended up together, would we both remain faithful?”
My immediate response was to get pissed that she was questioning me on being monogamous, but then I thought of her ex-husband. Was she asking because he hadn’t been faithful? Mishap hated him, but he never explained why their marriage ended.
“It will be monogamous for both of us, even while dating and afterward if I claim you as my old lady,” I told her.
“Will you make me a promise?” Bianca asked. I heard the hesitancy in her tone.
“About what?” I asked.
“If you find that you don’t want me after all, will you tell me before you start seeing or sleeping with someone new?”
Anger tied a knot in my gut. Her request almost proved to me that her ex had cheated on her. I wanted to meet that fucker and beat him. Even as a wild biker, I didn’t believe in cheating, no matter the reason.
“I vow on my club’s name and honor that if I should decide we’re not working out, I’ll end things with you before starting anything with another woman.”
I let that sink in. I saw she was thinking over everything I said. I could almost see the wheels in her head turning. I let them. Finally, after a couple of minutes of silence, she spoke again.
“If you’re sure and you’ll keep your promise, then my answer is yes. I’d like to see if something can grow between us.”
The words barely finished leaving her mouth before I sealed my lips to hers.
I was all for being slow, but I was a biker, and a kiss was necessary in a situation like this.
We were sealing a deal. At first, there was no response from her other than a sharp intake of breath.
Then her lips moved against mine. That snapped the hold I had on myself.
My mouth began to move, slowly growing in intensity.
It wasn’t just my lips that got in on the action.
Next, I introduced my teeth. I lightly nipped at her bottom lip.
I was thrilled when she nipped back at mine, then sucked my lower lip into her mouth as if soothing the spot she bit.
From there, I peppered bites between kisses.
Finally, I slid my tongue inside her mouth.
She moaned and let her tongue meet mine.
They twisted together. I don’t know how long our kiss lasted, but eventually I had to break us apart.
She was breathing hard like I was. I saw heat in her gaze.
“We’ve got to stop, Bianca. You’re making me wild,” I confessed.
She gave me a tiny smile as she replied, “I’m glad I’m not the only one feeling that way. So, what happens now?”
I took a couple of deep breaths, trying to calm down my raging hard-on and the desire to push her flat to the couch and take her. When I felt I was coherent enough, I answered.
“Next, I have a conversation with Mishap.”
“Mishap? Why?” she asked.
“Brothers have an unwritten rule. We don’t mess around with our brothers’ family members.
It can lead to messy situations, especially when it’s a casual hookup.
And even when it isn’t, there’s always a chance it won’t end in a permanent relationship.
To prevent hard feelings, I have to ask for his approval. ”
“But I’m an adult. I can make my own decisions. And what if he doesn’t approve? Does that mean we’re done?” I heard the panic in her voice.
I cupped her cheek and rubbed my thumb over her cheekbone.
“Babe, I won’t let him say no. I’ll do whatever it takes to get him to say yes.
I wanted to be sure you felt something for me and were willing to go for it first. Now that you’ve said yes, I’ll talk to him.
There was no need to do it if you didn’t find me desirable as more than his club brother or a friend. ”
“Chaos, I don’t think any woman would ever say no to being more than your friend.”
“I don’t care about any other woman’s response, just yours.
Now, I want you to keep this between us.
I’ll talk to Mishap tomorrow after work.
I’d do it tonight, but by the time I get home, he’ll probably be in bed.
And he’ll be relaxed tomorrow night. It’s the start of the weekend.
As soon as I’ve done so, I’ll call you.”
“Okay, then you’ll need my number,” Bianca stated.
I took my cell phone out of my cut, unlocked the screen, and handed it to her so she could enter her name and number. When she was through, I heard her phone ding. Good. She’d sent herself my contact.
“Is there anything I can do? To help make him agree?” Bianca asked.
“No, nothing. But there is something I’d like to ask you to do for me.”
“Anything.”
“You know how you don’t call Mishap by his real name anymore. He explained to you how you have to use his road name around the club and others, right?”
She nodded, so I kept going.
“Well, that’s the same even between those dating or even between an old man and his old lady. However, it’s perfectly fine, and even desirable, for a couple to use their real names when alone. I would love it if, when it’s only us, you call me Cash. My actual name is Cash Alexander Mason.”
Bianca smiled and said softly. “Hello, Cash Alexander Mason. It’s a pleasure to meet you.
And I would love to call you Cash. And I promise only to do it when we’re alone.
My cousin told me all about how using your road name is about respect and how hard all of you work to earn your patch and road name. ”
“It is. Okay, I know it’s getting late, and we both work tomorrow. I’m gonna go soon, but I need to know. Do you have any plans this weekend?”
“Not anything big. I usually clean, do laundry, and do that sort of thing. Why?”
“Because as soon as I get Mishap’s approval, I want to see you. Do you like to ride?”
“Yes, I’ve ridden with Mishap several times, willingly, not like that night you saw me, and I love it,” was her immediate answer.
“Good, then what if we go for a ride on Saturday? We’ll take a leisurely one, stop a couple of times and see how that goes.”
“I’d love that, Cash.”
Hearing my name fall from her lips made me want to kiss her again, but I saved it. We chatted about nothing specific for a few more minutes, then I made myself get up and went to the door. At it, after opening the door, I paused.
“Can I have one more kiss for the ride?” I asked.
Her smile lit up my body. She rose onto her toes and wrapped her arms around my neck. I lowered my head to make it easier, then our mouths sealed together. It was better than the first time. And just as hard to stop, but somehow, I did.
“I’ll talk to you tomorrow and see you Saturday. Lock the door after me,” I told her.