Chapter Sixteen
Homicide
M ELISSA AND I have been missing one another for two weeks now. We exchange messages every now and then, but I hate that shit. I want to see her in person and have the conversation we need to have regarding Brenda. Melissa needs to know what I want in my life and what’s actually going on with Brenda. I don’t want any misunderstandings between us so we can move forward. My end game is to move forward with Melissa and become one family. I don’t want to be separate from her and the kids anymore.
I’ve even talked to Rooster about buying some land out behind the clubhouse where he’s built a home for him and Marie. Omen also has a house back there. I already know what Melissa’s dream house is. It won’t take me long to communicate that with the construction crew and get it started. The sooner I have a home for us, the easier it will be for us to move in together. I can make it work in the cottage with Melissa and the kids. It will be a tight fit, but that’s okay. It’s not like it will be forever or something any of us will mind. Plus, I’ll be there to get to know the kids better and spend time with them more than just stopping over to see them every now and then.
The ban has been lifted for Brenda. She didn’t show up for the week Rooster kicked her out of the clubhouse. It’s been nice. She also hasn’t been seen around the clubhouse since her week banishment was lifted. Something is going on and I don’t have the first clue what she’s up to at this point. All I know is I’m sick of the fucking games she’s playing and the lies she’s telling Melissa about a supposed relationship we have. I have no clue what the hell is going on in her mind or why she’s chosen me out of everyone here. Brenda has some issues going on and needs help. Something none of us can give her.
Today, I’m done playing this hit or miss game with Melissa. I’ve been out riding my bike around and find myself heading in the direction of her house. Yes, it’s the same way to the clubhouse, but I bypass that without even thinking about pulling in to find out what’s going on there. There’s no way in hell I want to risk running into Brenda when it’s been so damn peaceful. Plus, the need to see Melissa is stronger than anything else.
Pulling up to her house, I don’t see her car parked here. There’s no garage or anything so I know it’s not in one. She’s not here, but that’s okay. I have nothing but time to wait for her. Pulling out my phone, I send a message to Grudge and Omen letting them know I’m not to be disturbed the rest of the day and that I’m waiting to see Melissa and the kids. They don’t really need to know where I am or what I’m doing, but I want to make sure no one else contacts me for any bullshit reason. Hopefully Rooster doesn’t decide to call church for tonight because I won’t be showing up. The only reason he would call a random church is to discuss the bullshit with Brenda. Yes, they all know. Not Marie, but the guys know.
Getting comfortable on my bike, I lean back and wait for my family to show up. Though, I don’t close my eyes as I would if I were at the clubhouse or anywhere other than here. I want to know what’s going on in the neighborhood around me. Where my kids and Melissa reside. Plus, we have no clue where the fuck Mad Dog is and I’m not about to miss him because I was being lax in thinking he’s not here in Frostford. There’s every possibility he’s here in town and no one’s seen him yet. The fucker is good at hiding in plain sight. That’s about the only good thing he has going for him.
***
I ’m not sure how much time has passed, but I don’t think it’s been too long, when Melissa pulls up to her house. She doesn’t look surprised to find me in her driveway either. I don’t know if Grudge told her I was here waiting or if she figured something like this was going to happen sooner rather than later. I’ll take what I can get from here though. At least until I explain everything.
“Zeke, what are you doing here?” she asks after shutting the car off and getting out.
“I wanted to see you and the kids. Thought we could talk about everythin’ before it gets blown more out of proportion than it already is. Can I help you get the kids inside?” I return, not sure if she’ll let me get anywhere near them.
“Of course you can help me. Zeke’s on this side if you want to grab him. Delilah is sleeping and can usually sleep through anything, but I don’t know how she’ll react if she wakes up to see you holding her,” she tells me as I get off my bike and walk around the back of her car.
Opening up the door, I find my son staring up at me. He’s not too sure about what I’m doing or who I am to him and that’s okay. I want him to be wary of people he doesn’t know. Especially men. Still, I unbuckle his car seat and lift him out, grabbing the diaper bag from the floor in front of him. By the time I’m done getting him out, Melissa is already unlocking her front door with our daughter looking over her shoulder at me. I smile at her while shutting the door and making my way over to them. The four of us go in the house and I make sure to shut and lock the door behind me.
“Didn’t have to work today or anything?” Melissa asks me as she gets to work changing Delilah’s diaper on the living room floor.
“I worked this mornin’. Had a slow day so I cut out early. If it’s okay with you, I’d like to spend some time here with you and the kids. Get to know them and talk with you as I said outside,” I answer her while setting Zeke down on the floor in front of me.
“That’s fine with me,” she responds, helping our daughter stand after getting her dressed again.
Melissa changes Zeke really quick before letting him up to play with his sister. She sits on the couch and invites me to join her. I don’t hesitate to sit right next to her. I’m not giving her any space for any reason because there’s no need for it. And she needs to see how serious I am about what I’m about to tell her.
“First of all, I’ve missed you so fuckin’ much since that night. Every fuckin’ day you’re on my mind and in my dreams. When I joined the club, the girls there weren’t even on my mind. I didn’t touch them, look at them, or talk to them much. I still don’t if I don’t absolutely have to. Anyway, Brenda started comin’ around the club shortly after I joined. At first Omen was her focus, but he shut that shit down really quick. I’m not even sure what the hell he did different than what I’ve been doin’.
“It didn’t take her long to set her sights on me. The other girls told her she was wastin’ her time, that I didn’t touch any of them for any reason. Brenda seemed to take it as a personal challenge or somethin’. I’m not sure what the fuck is on her mind when it comes to me. I’ve been hurtful with my words, told her I’m not interested, ignored her, avoided her, and everythin’ else I can think of to make it clear that I’m not interested in her for any reason.
“Still, she’s focused on me and nothin’ I do will get rid of her. Rooster just kicked her out of the club for a week because he walked in on her talkin’ shit to me and bein’ her normal self. We all know she’s aimin’ for an officer of the club. As you said the day you first met her, we all see through her act and know she’s fake as fuck. None of us want her and it’s been weeks since any of the guys have touched her. Yeah, she went that route tryin’ to make me jealous when she couldn’t get me to fuck her,” I tell Melissa honestly.
“That’s just pathetic. So why is she tellin’ me she’s pregnant and the two of you are engaged?” Melissa asks, looking at me.
“Just the next trick she’s tryin’ to use against me. If she’s truly pregnant, the baby isn’t mine. I’m not sure who the dad would be. Hell, the last time I saw her, she didn’t even mention bein’ pregnant or anythin’. Omen was standin’ right there with me the entire time she was around. Then Rooster came in and kicked her ass out. Told her it was her last chance to come back before he kicked her out and let Marie deal with her ass. All I know is I’ve never once touched her. I wasn’t lyin’ when I told you I haven’t been with anyone else since the last time we were together,” I tell her, staring in her eyes so she knows I’m telling her the truth.
“I believe you, Zeke. I had a feeling she was lying to me. Using that as a way to manipulate the situation to benefit her. She doesn’t strike me as someone who likes to lose or be made a fool of. Me being here and having your kids with me makes a fool of her because she didn’t know you had kids. You didn’t know you had kids until a few weeks ago,” she says, soothing something deep in my soul.
“Thank you, Melissa. I don’t want anyone but you. You’re it for me and no other woman will ever compare to the way I feel about you. I love you with every fiber of my soul and that’s never gonna change,” I tell her honestly, leaning forward to press my lips against hers.
Melissa lets me kiss her. She even opens her mouth with no hesitation so I can slide my tongue in to tangle with hers. I kiss her for a few minutes before I feel a tugging on the leg of my jeans. Pulling back from Melissa, Zeke stands before us a smile on his face as he looks at me.
I lift my son into my arms and settle him on my lap as he shows me the toy motorcycle he’s playing with. I ‘ooh’ and ‘ahh’ over it, loving to hear Melissa laugh at my interaction with our son. When Zeke holds out the bike for me to take, I gladly accept it. Holding it in my fingers, I run the bike up and down his leg. Zeke laughs and it’s the best sound I’ve ever heard in my life. He’s still young enough he’s got that baby laugh and it’s music to my ears. I don’t stop running the bike over his leg just to keep hearing the sound.
“If you wanna hang out with the kids, I’ll start dinner. Anything in particular you want?” Melissa asks, watching as Delilah slowly makes her way over to us.
“I’m not picky. You know this, baby girl. Anything you make will be amazin’,” I tell her, looking at her as I pause running the bike over Zeke’s leg.
With a nod of her head, Melissa stands up and disappears in the kitchen to start our dinner. Today is going better than I expected if I’m being honest. When Delilah finally makes her way over to us, I pick her up and sit her next to me on the couch. She holds out a little pony for me. Like with Zeke, I take it and pretend it’s galloping over her little legs as she starts laughing. At the same time, I’m trying to pay attention to Zeke as well. I don’t know how the hell Melissa has done this, mainly on her own, for almost a year now.
***
W e’ve eaten dinner , bathed the kids, and put them to bed. I didn’t want to disrupt their routine and I’m thankful Melissa let me be a part of it. It was an eye-opening experience to say the least. I’m not sure who had more water on them; the kids or us. Zeke and Delilah love bath time and splashing around in the water. The entire bathroom was covered from their splashing around. I know we used more towels to clean that up than it took to dry two squirming kids off. I loved every fucking second of it!
Now, I’m out in the living room with Melissa and I’m not ready to leave her yet. We sit down on the couch and I pull her into my arms. I’ve gone hours being near her and haven’t touched a hair on her at all. Other than the one kiss I gave her after she told me she believed me about Brenda and not touching another woman. This time, Melissa presses her lips against mine and I immediately open for her. If she wants to kiss me, I’m not gonna stop her for any reason. I’ll let her take this as far as she wants to take it.
“Take me to bed, Zeke,” Melissa says after we make out on her couch for a while like teenagers.
Without hesitation, I stand up from the couch and pick her up in my arms. Melissa wraps her legs around my waist as I carry her from the living room and down the hall to her bedroom. I quickly glance in each bedroom at the kids on our way down the hall. They’re passed out. Melissa spends the time kissing, sucking, and licking my neck. Chills race up and down my spine at the feeling of her mouth on me after so long of not being touched by her. By anyone.
I kick her door shut behind us as soon as we clear the door. Making my way to her bed, I drop my girl on it before falling on top of her. I brace myself up so I’m not putting all of my weight on her. Melissa moves her head to the side when I aim my mouth for the side of her neck. Returning the favor, I kiss, lick, and suck the tender flesh there. I remember all the ways to turn her on and make her body writhe under mine. It’s not hard to forget when those are the images I’ve used since that horrible night so long ago.
It’s not long before our clothes start disappearing. I remove my shirt after taking off Melissa’s. My eyes stay locked on her body with each piece of exposed skin I see. Having our twins changed her body, but those changes only make her sexier in my eyes. Lowering my head, I kiss every stretch mark I find as well as the scars she never had on her skin before. Melissa runs her hands over as much of my body as she can reach the entire time I worship her body.
“Zeke, you have to know two things before we go any further,” Melissa stops me after I remove her jeans and panties. She never was one for keeping her socks on once she came in the house.
“What’s that, baby girl?”
“I haven’t been with anyone since the last time we were together either. You need to know that. I’m also not on birth control. There wasn’t a need for it after I had the twins so I chose not to get put on anything,” she tells me, her face turning a slight shade of red at her admission.
“Do you want me to use a condom, baby girl?”
“No, Zeke. I don’t want to feel anything between us. I know what can happen and it won’t be the same as it was before. If I get pregnant again, you’re here and will go through the experience with me. I feel as if we were both robbed from it happening last time and it’s not right,” she tells me, her blush deepening.
Without saying another word, I lower my head to Melissa’s body once again. I kiss and lick my way down her stomach until I reach her pussy. She’s already so wet for me. Sliding a finger in her wet channel, I suck her clit into my mouth. My finger slides in and out of her pussy a few times before I add a second one. It doesn’t take very long until Melissa is screaming out my name and exploding around my fingers. I lick up every drop of her before kissing my way back up her body.
When I line up my cock with her pussy, Melissa wraps her legs around my waist again. She digs her heels into the very top of my ass. I don’t hesitate to slide my cock deep in her pussy in one smooth motion. When I’m buried as deep as I can get inside her, I hold myself back from moving. This isn’t something I want to rush and have end before it even gets started. Feeling Melissa wrapped tight around my cock is a feeling I haven’t experienced in so damn long. It’s more than coming home when I’m buried inside her. When we’re together like this, I lose all control because she feels like pure fucking heaven. It’s always been this way between us.
“Move, Zeke. I need you to move,” Melissa moans out, squirming under me in an attempt to make me move.
I slowly pull out of her pussy before slamming back inside. This time, I don’t stop or pause in my movements as I immediately withdraw again. Over and over I slide in and out of her body. Melissa moves her body with mine, matching every single move I make. Her nails dig into my shoulders as I feel her pussy start to spasm around me again. I’m right there with her. It’s been too fucking long since I’ve had sex and I feel like it’s the first time all over again.
“Harder, Zeke,” Melissa moans again.
Reaching between our bodies, I find her clit easily and pinch it lightly. That’s all it takes for Melissa to explode. She flies over the edge, screaming out my name as her pussy clenches and spasms around my cock. I can’t stop myself from following her over the edge.
“Melissa!” I bellow as my release rushes from me.
I still myself deep in her pussy as my release spurts from my cock. For several minutes, we remain motionless. I don’t move from her pussy for what feels like forever. When I finally manage to pull myself from her, Melissa groans. She’s got a bathroom attached to her bedroom and I make my way in there. After going to the bathroom and cleaning myself up, I find a washcloth. Wetting it with warm water, I take it back out to clean Melissa up as well. Once I’m done, I slide in bed next to her and pull her into my arms.
The rest of the night is spent either sleeping of us worshipping one another. We take short naps before waking up again. Sometimes it’s me that starts something while other times I wake up to Melissa’s mouth or hands on my body. It’s the best night I can remember having in so long and I want to repeat it on a regular basis until she’s ready to move forward and we live together. For now, this is at Melissa’s pace and I’m going to take what I can get from her. She’s my baby girl and I love her so there’s no other option for me.