Chapter 8
Eight
brOOKS
I ducked and weaved, missing the massive fist heading toward my face. Stumbling back, I kept my hands up as the man across me smirked. It had been a few days since Tiny and Mack had stumbled into our motel room. We’d moved motels every day, going to different surrounding cities to keep our trail cold. On the second day, Tiny discovered that Maddox was giving me fighting lessons and decided to join in.
I’d had horses not buck me as hard as that man hit.
Though, to be fair, I’d learned really quickly to keep my weak spots covered. So, there was that.
“Again,” Maddox barked.
Tiny smiled, loving he got to do something. Mack had been able to sneak back into Jackson and check in with a few rogue members while Tiny had been sequestered to the room. He was too well-known and more difficult to disguise due to his large frame for him to be out and about in the daylight. And apparently, a bored Tiny was a grumpy one.
“Kick his butt, Cowboy!” Darcie shouted and whooped.
Tiny laughed, raising an eyebrow at me in a challenge. Maddox mimed taking a breath, so I did and let it out slowly. My heart rate calmed, and my thoughts became clearer. All the information Maddox and Tiny had been pouring into me fell into place.
I didn’t have Tiny’s strength, but I could move quickly. If I made my strikes fast, I could attack and get out before he retaliated. Taking another breath, the scene cleared before me, and I saw my plan of action like I did with horses.
Before, I’d always let fear cloud my judgment. Not anymore. Adrenaline pumped through me, and I used it instead of fighting it. I tracked his movements and saw my opening. This time, I didn’t think; I just acted.
In an explosion of movements, I faked right before hitting him twice on his left, ducked under his arm and hit him in the kidney, and spun around to the front, where I kicked at his knees before I retreated. I lifted my hands back to my face and braced for the punch. When it didn’t come, I opened my eyes and lowered my hands.
It was quiet, and Darcie and Maddox stared gobsmacked at me. I didn’t know why until I realized I could see them clearly. Tiny’s hulking form was no longer blocking them.
Glancing down at the ground, my jaw dropped when I spotted the giant down on the ground.
“Fuck!” I rushed over, but Tiny brushed me away.
“I’m fine. You just surprised me and knocked the wind out of me. Great job, Baby Brawler.”
“Not you, too,” I groaned, but Tiny only laughed, tapping his knuckles with mine.
Darcie rushed over, jumping into my arms and wrapping her legs around me. She kissed me, stealing my breath and setting my body off for a whole new reason.
“I probably shouldn’t admit this, but that was hot. And it’s not the violence, but watching you trust your instincts and go for it. It’s like you were in the zone you go to when you ride.”
“That’s exactly how I felt.” She beamed at me; her wide smile lit up the whole area.
“You’re ready,” Maddox said, smacking me on the back. His smile was proud, and it warmed my insides. It had been a long time since I’d made someone proud.
Maddox helped Tiny up, and they clapped hands and headed back toward the motel. Darcie turned back to me, mischief lighting up her eyes.
“What?” I asked, laughing.
“Want to take me for a ride?” she asked, wiggling her eyebrows.
“I like to watch, but doing it in the open like this is a little too much for me, honey.”
“Get your mind out of the gutter. I meant on your bike.”
My cheeks reddened. “Oh. Well, yes, I’d love to take you. Where to?”
She giggled, and my cock twitched, sad we weren’t about to get to be inside of her. She ran her fingers through my long strands, and my eyes closed. “I know a place. Text Bubba, and we’ll pick up some food on the way back.”
She hopped down, strutted over to her bike, plucked the helmet off it, and then straddled my bike, looking like something out of every wet dream I had.
Jesus. My girlfriend was fucking gorgeous.
With a dopey grin, I texted Bubba and joined her on my bike. She held out my helmet and then leaned back on her hands, pushing her tits out.
“I’m starting to rethink my earlier comment.” Licking my lips, I shifted my dick that was fully on board with performing out in the open.
“Trust me. You don’t want to miss this place I’m taking you.”
Something in her eyes told me I’d be rewarded, so I shifted my dick again and climbed on. It wasn’t much easier once she wrapped her arms around me. She directed me out of the parking lot and down the main road. She’d tell me to turn every now and then, but otherwise, we were both quiet despite having the comms on.
“It’s up ahead. There used to be a dirt path between a few trees, so slow down.”
I did as she asked, and when she spotted it, she pointed it out. It was mostly overgrown, so I slowed more and walked the bike along it. I wouldn’t risk hurting Darcie. I was so focused on following the path that I didn’t notice our surroundings until I was smack in the center.
“You can stop here.”
Lifting my head, I gasped at the sight before me. Pulling my helmet off, I blinked a few times to see if I was hallucinating. When the blinking lights didn’t disappear, I turned and stared at the woman behind me.
“What is this place?” I asked reverently.
“I call it Firefly Hollow.” We’d walked through trees to come to a clearing filled with fireflies. The sun set and their lights grew brighter; it was the most magical place I’d ever been.
Climbing off the bike, I took Darcie’s hand and pulled her into my arms. She came willingly, smiling at me with love and delight. I never thought I’d meet a woman as amazing as Darcie, so to hold her in my arms felt like everything.
“Thank you for sharing this with me.”
“You’re welcome. It reminded me of us.”
“How?” I asked, lifting my brow.
“It’s cheesy, but I like that we were both in darkness until we found one another. You gave me light when I wasn’t sure I’d ever find it again, and I like to think I did the same for you.”
“That’s not cheesy.” I swallowed. “And you did. You lit up my life so magnificently that I wasn’t sure what to do when you were gone. Then you walked into my life like you were always meant to be there.”
She grinned, and her eyelashes fluttered as she stepped closer, pressing our bodies harder into one another. “I like that. To believe we were always meant to be in each other’s lives.”
“Me too.”
“Feel like recreating a fantasy of mine?”
I gulped, my dick instantly on high alert and strained against my zipper. She smiled when she felt it. “Uh, yeah, of course,” I stammered.
“Good.”
She stepped back, and I instantly missed the feeling of her body against mine. But when she unzipped her jacket and dropped it on the ground, I zeroed in on her movements. I traced my eyes over her body, taking in the top she had on. It was black lace, sleeveless, and cupped her breasts, then fitted tightly around her body. It was sexy, and I didn’t know if I wanted her to keep it on or take it off.
Darcie grinned and shimmied her pants and shoes off, leaving her barefoot and sexy in the clearing. I traced the top of her breasts. Goosebumps rose where my finger traveled, and I watched in amazement as her skin came to life beneath my touch.
When we first met, I had to watch and imagine what she’d feel like. It was mind-blowing to touch her and feel her soft, creamy skin beneath my rough and calloused fingers.
“What is this called?” I whispered.
“It’s a corset. Do you like it?”
I nodded, swallowing as I traced more of it. “Yeah.” The word came out croaky and husky, but I didn’t care. I wanted Darcie to know how much she affected me. “So, what’s this fantasy?” I asked before I lost myself in touching her.
“I want to be taken across your bike.”
Fuck. Me.
My hand gripped the material, and my body swayed as my forehead met hers. Images assaulted my mind, and I almost came on the spot. Heat encompassed me from head to toe, and I was on the verge of melting from the inside out. A desperate groan left me. I should have been embarrassed by the sound, but I wasn’t. Not with Darcie.
“Is that a yes?” she teased. Her hands were back to running through my hair, not helping my body to not combust.
Instead of answering, I sealed my lips to hers and lifted her in my arms. She came willingly, kissing me back as fiercely as I did her. With Darcie, I didn’t have to second guess or worry I wasn’t doing it right. The time we spent together online had given me a natural confidence regarding her. Only her.
Sitting her on my seat, I bent over her as we continued to kiss until I couldn’t breathe anymore. “How?” I asked breathlessly.
Darcie bit her lip. The flesh was red and puffy from our kiss, briefly mesmerizing me as she debated.
“How do you want to remember me? Bent over or stretched across it?”
I stumbled, barely catching myself on the bike before I took us both over. Darcie clutched to my shoulders, laughing softly into my neck.
“I should be embarrassed, but I’m not. You undo me, Darcie.”
She pulled back, lightly tracing my face with her hand. “Don’t be embarrassed, Cowboy. I love knowing how much I affect you. It’s honest, and I love that.”
“Could you be any more perfect?” I asked.
“I’m not perfect.”
I snorted. “I beg to differ. You’re perfect to me.”
She cupped my face, her blue eyes glittering as she smiled. “I love you, Brooks. Heart and soul. Completely.”
“I love you, Darcie. More than I ever thought possible. You’re the beat of my heart, and I don’t want to live any of my days without you in it.”
We smiled at one another, happiness radiating off us. You wouldn’t think we were about to fight a corrupt MC Pres and take back a city, and that was why I loved her. She made me focus on the good instead of all the bad. Darcie lit me up like the millions of fireflies around us.
I bent down and kissed her, letting our bodies take over. Dropping to my knees, I lifted her legs over my shoulders, rubbed my nose along her thigh, and breathed her in deeply. She wiggled in my grip, pushing herself closer to me. Chuckling, I pulled her panties off and dropped them to the ground.
“Please, Brooks,” Darcie begged.
Grinning, I returned to kissing along her thigh and moved in small increments. Darcie growled, which sounded more like a kitten than an actual growl.
“Something wrong?” I asked, blowing air across her exposed clit.
“Yes. You’re not,” she gasped, “being fair.”
“Are you wanting this?” I asked before drawing a finger up her wetness.
“Yes. But more.”
“This?” I licked her clit but didn’t keep any pressure on it.
“Brooks,” she groaned.
“Or this?” I plunged my finger inside and watched as her pussy swallowed me whole. Her walls clenched around me, already clamping down on my lone digit. I couldn’t hold myself back any longer. Licking and sucking, I let Darcie ride my face as I devoured her pussy. I lapped up her wetness like a parched man, never able to get enough of her. Her body trembled around me, her orgasm crashing over and over as I plunged my fingers deep inside.
“Fuck, Brooks!” she cried, her back bowing as she clung to the bike. Pulling back, I smiled smugly as I stood and unzipped my pants. My cock was hard and weeping, ready to feel her perfect heaven wrapped around it.
Flipping her over, she laid across the seat of my bike and looked back at me with hunger in her eyes. “Take me, Brooks. Let my cum cover your seat so much that I’ll always be a part of it.”
Groaning, I smoothed my hands over her ass and spread her cheeks. Her pussy glistened, primed, and ready for me. Nudging the tip of my cock in, I held onto her hips as I slid the rest of the way in. We were both panting hard by the time I was fully seated.
“This is hotter than I imagined,” she moaned.
I agreed. It would be hard to ride without a boner from here on out.
Darcie wiggled her hips back, urging me to move. Gripping her to me, I withdrew and plunged back in a quick thrust. From there, instinct took over, and my body controlled my movements as I chased my orgasm. Sensations overwhelmed me; everything heightened as the sounds of the outdoors and the vision of Darcie spread out over my bike, with fireflies, filled my view.
It was the most perfect view.
Darcie moaned, her pleas nonsensical as she clung to my bike. It rocked with my movement, and I prayed it wouldn’t fall over before I came. A second later, Darcie clenched around me and set my orgasm off with the feeling of her pussy milking my cock. I stumbled forward, bracing my hands on the bike to steady it.
“Hot damn, Cowboy. That was…wow…yeah…it was… pfft.” She blew out air, giggling as the endorphins overwhelmed her.
I slowly pulled out and steadied her. Darcie sighed into my arms, letting me lift her off my seat so I could grab something to clean us up. Once I had us both clean, I helped her re-dress.
“Sit with me for a while?” she asked.
Holding out my hand, I pulled her into my lap and wrapped my arms around her. The two of us sat there in the quiet meadow, the fireflies and the sounds of the wilderness the backdrop to our beautiful moment. We didn’t need to talk, so I held her, loving having this time with her.
I knew we needed to get back when it started to get darker. Waylon would bust my balls if we got stranded. “Time to head back, Darcie.”
“All right,” she sighed.
The drive back was just as quiet, and the two of us were comfortable in it together. We stopped and grabbed burgers before returning to the motel. The parking lot was a little fuller when we pulled up, and there were a few motorcycles I didn’t recognize. Pulling around to the back, I tugged out my phone and saw a few messages from Waylon.
Waylon: When are you headed back?
Waylon: We have a visitor.
Brooks: Sorry, I just saw this. We just got here.
Brooks: Is it safe?
Waylon: For you, yes. The rest is to be determined.
With that cryptic message, I locked up our helmets, pulled a hat low on Darcie’s head, and draped my arm over her shoulders as we headed to our room.
“Everything okay?” she asked, eyeing me cautiously.
“I think so. We have a visitor.”
She bit her lip but straightened her shoulders and lifted her head. The door swung open before I could unlock it, and a man I didn’t know stood in the middle. Darcie froze.
“Dad?”