18. Prove it, Leo
CHAPTER 18
PROVE IT, LEO
Nisa
Talk about being locked up without actually being in jail.
I’ve been in this clubhouse since they brought me here from the motel. I can’t even go to the bathroom without someone coming in here to check on me. Everyone except Leo.
He’s come to look in on me once or twice since we had that conversation about Marc and what I was doing, but besides that, nothing really has changed. I should have known that everything that he was talking about was all talk. Now it seems like he’s gone back to his old ways.
I’m never going to be nothing more than my brother’s little sister to him.
It’s been so long I’ve been in this role that I can’t even get upset about it anymore.
At least I got to tell them what was really going down with Marc and his people. I don’t know whether they found him or not, but I know they moved my mother to a more secure location, which I’m grateful for.
I don’t have my phone, so I can't tell if Marc has been trying to reach out to me or not, but I’m not worried about it. I know what he’s capable of, but now that I have all the Chrome Creed backing me up, I know that I don’t have anything to worry about, at least not while I’m stuck here in the clubhouse.
My body is still recovering, but I’m on the mend and feeling stir crazy.
I push myself out of the bed and slide on a pair of sweats that one of the guys must have left for me.
The door creaks when I push it open, and Tella is the first one I see standing at my door like a damn sentry.
“Am I allowed to move from the room?” I ask rolling my eyes when he stands up straight to attention.
“Girl, stop playing. You know it’s not like that. We're just trying to make sure you're good. A little appreciation would go a long way.” Tella snaps at me before he stalks off.
The hostility drains from my body and I reach up to grab hold of him.
He turns in my direction, that same aggravated look on his face. I pout a little and wrap my arms around him.
I've hugged Tella a million times, except this time he doesn’t hug me back. In fact, I can feel the tension rolling off him. That’s weird. I’ve always been able to hug and play around with them. But now it feels like they don’t even want me to touch them.
Did I cause all this damage because of Marc?
The thought weighs heavy on my mind and I let Tella go. He doesn’t say another word to me, just walks off, like he was trying to do before I pulled him into an unwanted hug.
My eyes drift to the bar area, it’s still pretty rough, but I can tell that they’ve been working hard to get everything back the way it was. Back to how it looked before I helped set off a bomb in the clubhouse that could have killed people. A bomb that could have killed my family.
“Nisa, you good?” Virus calls out to me from where he’s sitting in one of the lounge areas on the other side of the room.
My eyes jump over to his, and I give him a small smile. He’s one of the newer patched members of Chrome Creed, and only about three years older than me. He’s a good kid, but he’s a lot softer than he likes people to think.
“Yeah. I’m okay." I shove my hand into the pockets of the sweatpants, making sure not to pull down too much.
“What you over there working on?” I crane my neck slightly to see his laptop. I’m not trying to walk over there if he’s watching porn or something like that.
“I’m just going over these fucking tapes...” He stops talking mid-sentence like he wasn't supposed to say anything.
He’s trying to find Marc.
I did this shit. I might as well do what I can to help them now.
“Let me see what you got. I can tell you if I see something you might have missed.” I walk over and sit down on the couch.
On the small screen I see about four different CTV camera playbacks. All of them zeroed in on the laundromat.
They’re never going to catch him coming in and out of there. Honestly, I don’t even know how he gets in there. I’m sure there’s some type of underground entrance or something.
“You’re not going to catch him there, but I do know of a small pawn shop he goes to every once in a while. We've gone there for some pickups. I don’t know the schedule, but there are cameras across the street on the corner because of a satellite bank.” I say and instantly Virus is interested.
I give him the address of the small pawn shop and Virus’s quick fingers go about pulling up the CCTV camera feed.
“How the hell did you get so good at this? I’m pretty sure they didn’t just make it this easy.” I laugh and lean over closer, observing all the firewalls and random strings of code that Virus is breaking through like child play.
“Girl, stop playing. You know they call me Virus cause I'm a bad motherfucker.” He jokes and pulls up another angle.
“Holy shit! That’s his car right there!” I squeal and get closer to him, pointing at the screen.
“Shit, you serious?”
I didn’t think it’d be this easy to find Marc, but there his car is right there parked up in front of the pawn shop.
"Yeah, man! That's his car, for sure!"
“Shit now that we got a make and model of the car I should be able to-"
“What the fuck is this?”
Leo’s cold voice booms through the open space and Virus leans away from me.
“What are you talking about? Virus and I found Marc. We just...”
Leo’s expression hasn’t changed at all. It's almost as if he didn't hear what I just said about finding Marc.
"I asked a fucking question." Leo moves his gaze from me to Virus.
"It's nothing Prez, you know I'd never disrespect like that." Virus says and moves away from me even more.
Leo stalks over to us and grabs hold of my wrist.
"What the hell? What's your problem, Leo?" I try to pull my wrist out of his hand, but he just tightens his grip and continues walking toward the back rooms.
"Don't test me right now, Nisa." He snarls, looking over his shoulder at me.
I shoot Virus a confused look, but the man won't even catch my gaze. What the hell is going on here? Leo's never acted like this before.
I'm not going to be able to get free, so I give up that fight and let Leo drag me into the room.
He slams the door shut and pushes me up against it.
"Leo, I don't know what your problem is, but you're not going to be manhandling me like you got no sense." I keep my words strong, but he's not backing away.
My traitorous body should be shaking with anger, but I already feel my panties getting wet. Leo has always been my favorite type of man.
Aggressive, take no shit, and sexy as fuck.
"I'm not? I'm sorry, did you forget the conversation we had a few days ago? You belong to me now Nisa and that means you're not going to be rubbing up on anyone in this club, you're not going to be rubbing up on anyone but me. You understand me?" He growls.
Oh...
Oh!
He's jealous because I was close to Virus. Internally, I'm clawing at my self-control. I want to jump this man, even though I have no idea what I'd do once I got him naked.
"Ha, that's a fucking joke, and you know it. You think because you say a few words that I'm going to believe you? You're all bark Leo, no bite. Just because you say I'm yours doesn't mean a damn thing if you don't do anything about it. Nothing has changed. Virus and I weren't doing anything, and we never have, but I bet he'd be more than willing to touch me the way a real man is supposed to." I lean up, getting closer to Leo's face, and watch as my words push him to the brink.
"Always fucking pushing me. Always forcing me to do some shit I don't need to be doing. What you don't realize is I've always held back with you because of my promise. No more." His hand snaps up, and he wraps it around my neck with such a force that I suck in a stuttered breath. My eyes open wide when he squeezes and presses himself closer to me.
His hard cock is pressed against the side of my thigh and my panties get a little wetter.
"I'm going to tell you one more fucking time, Nisa. You're mine. You wanted this. You asked for it, there's no getting out of it now." He leans forward and kisses the side of my mouth. His gentle lips, completely opposing the rough grip of his hand on my neck. "Even this aggravating mouth is mine, Nisa. Don't ever try to come between me and my brothers again, or we're going to have a problem."
I can hear my heart pounding in my ears and I grab hold of his wrist. He's not choking me, but I'm not going to be able to move. I don't want to move. I just want to feel him against me.
I keep my eyes locked on his and lick my lips before I whisper, "Prove it."
His eyebrow hitches up, and I watch that intense scowl turn to a mischievous smirk.
Leo always gets me here, but then he leaves me high and dry. I'm hoping now that he's telling me I belong to him, he'll follow through.
"You want me to prove it, Nisa? You aching for me, baby girl?" He asks me, rocking his cock against my thigh.
"Please." I whimper, sucking in another breath.
Leo's hands move infuriatingly slow, down the side of my face, over the swell of my heavy sensitive breast and down to my front where the tie of my sweatpants is.
When he pulls the strings and pushes his large hand against my core, I can't help but shiver.
"Whose pussy is this?" He asks. His fingers push the damp fabric of my panties out of the way while his thick fingers slide between my slit.
"Oh god." I moan and grind down against him. With his other hand still holding my throat, my voice is thin.
"Not God, baby, Leo. Say that shit." He presses the very tip of his large middle finger against the opening of my core, while he uses the heel of his palm to continue to rub against my clit.
"So damn wet. I'm going to destroy you. I'm going to have you living on my cock, breaking your back with my thrusts, screaming for mercy by the time I'm done with you. Whose pussy is this Nisa?" He grits out in my ear and I moan louder.
He's moving faster, and the heat inside of me rolls through my muscles. Everything clenches and releases with his motion.
"Please, please, please." I beg and dig my nails into his skin. I need to come more than I need to breathe.
"Who's....pussy... is....this?" Leo asks as he presses his finger deeper inside of me.
I don't want to give in. I fear that he'll stop once he hears what he wants to hear.
"Shit, you're fucking tight...tight and dripping wet for me." He grinds harder, and white lights flashes in front of my eyes when he stretches me a little more.
I'm right there, at the edge.
He must feel my body sucking at his finger, but instead of speeding up, he slows down like he's going to stop.
"Tell me, Nisa. Be a good girl and fucking tell me." He stills to almost a stop.
Frustration I never knew I could feel rages through me as he holds me still, so I can't get that last bit of friction I need.
"Yours Leo. This pussy's yours!" I cry out, and he grunts before he slams his mouth down on mine before picking up the speed of his hand between my legs.
My orgasm races through me, causing my entire body to shake and go limp in his arms while he draws out every last drop of my arousal.
Once he's finished, he pulls his hand out of my pants and puts it up to my mouth.
"Lick." He orders and like a pet I obey.
I suck every last drop off and my hands drop to his pants, I want more. I need more.
"Nisa, I'm not a gentle man, you better be fucking sure you're ready for this." He snarls at me, letting my throat go to bury his hands in my hair and tug back.
"Yes, I need you. Yes." I nod as best I can.
The fates must not want Leo and me together because before I can get his belt off, Spike is banging on the door.
"Leo, we need to roll. They hit our safe house."
"Fuck, not now!" Leo groans out, but pushes my hands away. "Which one?"
"We need to go... it's Ms. Maddy. We need to go."
Pure bliss is replaced with absolute fear. My mom.
Even protected, I'll never be free of him.