Chapter 11 Gage
Gage
Ihave never had a guy on the back of my bike but riding through Los Angeles’s back roads, staring at Les’ ass perched up in front of us with Leo felt right, which complicated an already complicated situation.
Ryder is going to be a lot harder to convince than I thought.
Dex doesn’t seem to care that we both kissed her.
We just have to pop his anti-touch bubble.
Holden is another matter, but I see how he looks at her, and I’m sure something happened on their little date today.
Leo may take some convincing, but I have an idea of how and think it will push Alessa to accept this idea.
Before we left for The Games, she seemed to have something on her mind, and she was looking at me differently.
Like she’s finally noticing me after all this time.
So maybe it won’t be so hard to convince her after all.
I wasn’t lying when I said I have wanted her for years and wasn’t just running game on her like she thinks I am.
I was lying back and biding my time. So, when all this went down with Leo, I knew I had found my opening, and I’ll be damned if I sit back anymore.
I had already convinced myself she would never want me until she kissed me back in her office.
I don’t know what came over me when I initiated that kiss, but I’m glad I did.
I know she feels the spark between us. Fuck that. It isn’t a spark; it’s a fucking inferno. If Gina hadn’t interrupted, I would have had her right there. But I need her mind to accept what her body already knows; she wants us all. I’m going to help her figure out how to get it.
I don’t just want sex with her, either. My dad hated my ADHD because it drove my brain in forty different directions, and I couldn’t control it.
Les not only accepts it, but she also understands it.
What she doesn’t know is that when I am around her, it quiets the constant flow and lets me just fucking breathe.
Leo tightens his arms around my waist, going around a curve, pulling me from my thoughts.
That’s another confusing thing, the way he just leans into me with no questions.
We practically kidnapped him, and he feels at complete ease leaning onto my back, taking curves faster than I should with a passenger.
I don’t like that he isn’t protected with leathers like Les and me, so we ride a lot slower than we usually would. I’ll look into getting him some.
What? I shake that thought from my head, one step at a time.
Alessa’s voice filters through the helmet, low at first, and then I realize she’s singing.
I listen closer, and she’s singing Sure Thing by Miguel, one of her favorite songs, no matter how old it is.
She starts singing louder and way off-key, but it’s the cutest thing.
I hear Leo chuckle quietly, and we just listen to her soft voice.
Yeah, even when the sky comes fallin’
Even when the sun don’t shine
I got faith in you and I
Just put your pretty little hand in mine
Even when we’re down to the wire, babe, even when it’s do or die.
We can do it, baby, simple and plain
Cause this love is a sure thing
She listens to this song all the time, but I can’t help to think it has more meaning right now. Is she talking about Leo? Me? Us?
I join her on the next chorus, her music filtering through the helmets, and she laughs when the song ends.
“That was beautiful,” she says.
“You’re beautiful, Pretty girl.”
I feel Leo tense up behind me and choose to ignore it. Once he sees what this has to offer, he’ll be game. I just have to convince him of it. Which I plan to do when we get to mine and Les’ secret hideout.
“You’re not so bad yourself, Gage Lawson,” she purrs, and I swear my dick jumps.
“What about my passenger?” I ask, hoping to break the ice by including him.
“Hm,” she hums. “He’s pretty cute, too. Killer abs.” She goes quiet. “Big dick,” she mutters, and I lose it. I hear Leo laugh, too, and almost whoop with joy.
“You know you’re gorgeous, Baby,” Leo says. Fuck. Yes. My ideas aren’t always crazy; this might work.
“Keep talking. I’m getting all hot under these leathers,” she replies, keeping the game going.
“Fuck,” Leo whispers, and I grin.
“What else do you have going on under those leathers, Pretty girl?” I ask, following her turn signal to the right, down the last road before our hideaway.
“I’ll give you three guesses to guess the color.”
“And if we get it right?” Leo asks, and I want to high-five him.
“You can see for yourself,” she breathes, and I realize this is turning her on, talking dirty to both of us. Is she about to make this decision for herself? I’m fucking game.
“You had that baby blue on the other night that looked hot as fuck against your skin, so not that one,” Leo says, then shifts on the seat behind me. Les and I aren’t the only ones getting off on this.
She chuckles, and it’s a low husky sound.
“You were fire tonight, so red,” I throw out there because I know Les has plenty of matching sets of panties and bras. Don’t ask me how I know.
“Nope. That’s one.”
“Yellow,” Leo guesses.
“Nope. That’s two. Come on, boys,” she says.
“What about a hint?” I beg.
“It matches…everything else right now,” she says finally, and I roll my eyes. All of her silky stuff matches.
“Purple,” Leo throws out huskily.
“Ding ding. We have a winner.”
Holy fucking shit. I could kiss him.
She takes a left, and we pull down a long dirt driveway in front of our oasis, looking over Los Angeles.
We found this place when we were out riding one day.
It was just a little cabin sitting in the middle of nowhere, and Alessa and I paid triple for what it was worth to get the owners out.
It has a wide porch surrounding it to see the view.
It’s perfect. We have people taking care of it daily, so it’s always clean and fully stocked.
She shuts off her bike and pulls her helmet off. I steady the motorcycle so Leo can slide off, his hand sliding across my waist slowly. Am I imagining shit now?
She hops off her bike and turns toward me with the same look she had in her office.
Lust. I pull my helmet off and don’t hide what I’m thinking, not that I could when I got off the bike, anyway.
My dick is going to rip through my leathers.
I step off, and her eyes zero in on my crotch, causing me to grin.
We walk into the cabin, and she turns to Leo and me.
“Here’s the deal.” She unzips her jacket, slides it off, and tosses it on the couch.
“We still have a lot to discuss.” She aims that at Leo, and he nods.
“I want one night.” She aims that at me.
“No jealousy. No talking. No promises. Whatever happens, happens.” She hooks her hands on the hem of her shirt.
“We’ll talk about it tomorrow. Can you do that? ”
Leo and I share a look before turning to her. “What are you saying?” Leo asks.
“I want to fuck.” She enunciates every word slowly.
“Both of us?” I clarify.
“Yes.” Her voice has gone breathy, and I will strangle Leo if he says no.
We share another look, and then both nod. She whips her shirt over her head, revealing a dark purple lacy bra that has her ample tits pushed to her fucking chin.
“Damn,” I mutter, walking behind her. I push her hair to the side, kissing her neck. “Are you sure?” I whisper just for her.
“Yes,” she whispers. “Show me what it will feel like, Gage.”
I step back, take my jacket off, and toss it with hers before stepping back behind her.
“Come kiss her, man,” I tell Leo, breaking him out of his trance and pulling him from his mind.
I know they still have things to work out, but I have my hands on his girl.
His head jerks up from my hands on her hips, and I give a look that I hope portrays that I will kill him if he fucks this up, and he steps forward.
“You want this?” Leo asks.
“No talking. Kiss me or get out. That’s your only option.”
He instantly crushes his lips to hers, sinking his tongue into her mouth with a groan.
She responds immediately, meeting him kiss for kiss.
They look hot as fuck right now. I start laying kisses down her neck to her collarbone.
She has one arm around his neck, so she reaches back, placing her other hand on my thigh so she’s touching both of us.
I run my hand across her stomach, right above her leather pants.
She arches into my touch, and I know we’re going to do this.
We move in on her simultaneously, pressing her between us. He jerks his mouth away from hers. “Kiss him,” he says breathlessly, gauging his own reaction to see if he can handle this. He has Alessa in his grasp; it can’t be easy to give that up.
I spin her in my arms without hesitation, sinking my hands into her silky hair before devouring her mouth.
She moans low, and I hear Leo cuss under his breath.
Feeling her lips moving against mine freely again is almost more than I can take.
I’ve imagined this moment for far too long to fuck it up now.
I kiss her harder, pressing her tighter between us. Her hands roam over my chest and stomach before sliding under my shirt, and I pull back long enough to jerk it over my head before sinking back into the kiss. Her soft hands land on my abs’ , and I can feel my muscles bunching from her touch.
I pull away from the kiss, laying a peck on her lips. I look into Leo’s eyes over her head, and he subtly nods, letting me know he’s okay with me touching his girl. His pupils are blown, color high in his cheekbones.
Thank fuck.
“Time to pay up,” I tell her. She laughs breathlessly before pulling off her motorcycle boots and socks. She shrinks another inch once the boots are gone, and Leo and I tower over her. It’s hard to believe this little woman is the leader of the biggest crime organization in the world.