31. Chapter 30
Trick – A Week Later
“Miles!” Clark gasps as she arches her back and throws her head against the pillows.
I moan around her clit before sucking the small nub into my mouth hard in pulses as I thrust two fingers into her cunt.
I thrust hard and fast I bend them slightly, trying my hardest not to rub my hard fucking cock against the sheets, wanting her tight heat.
We’ve been in Paris for four blissful fucking days, just my wife, myself, and our daughter, and it has been fucking perfect.
Theme parks, touring, you name it, we’ve done it and it has been perfect. Even though Willow is more than ready to go home tomorrow for her ballet classes, having this family time has been needed.
“Come for me, baby, flood my mouth,” I groan against my wife’s clit as she shoves a pillow over her head as soon as I suck her clit into my mouth.
Her walls tighten then flutter around my digits, I thrust quicker knowing we don’t have much time before our girl wakes up.
She squirts when I place my whole mouth around her pussy.
I eagerly lap it up, not wanting to miss any of her sweet nectar.
I don’t stop eating my wife, loving her taste, until she pulls on my hair. I climb up her body before slamming my lips against hers, shoving my tongue into her mouth, making her taste herself. I lift her left leg, thrusting hard and fast, not once taking my lips off hers.
***
I smile as I watch my girl and our daughter run around the grassy area in front of the Eiffel Tower.
“I can’t believe you took them to Paris without me,” Crash says in my ear, and I chuckle.
“It’s a honeymoon, brother, you know something you are supposed to do with your wife after you get married. Something I didn’t do six years ago, only this is a family honeymoon,” I reply, not taking my eyes off my girls.
I’m so fucking happy and content right now, I don’t want anything to ruin it.
“Don’t care to be honest, I’ve always wanted to go to Paris,” he grumbles, and I laugh as I sit back and promise, “I’ll bring you back a mini statue of the Eiffel Tower.”
“Dick,” he mutters, and I grin before he sighs, “The reason why I called, Knuckles has been more off than normal, since your wedding, to be honest.”
I frown, which gains my wife’s attention, and I nod to her, and she grabs Willow's hand and walks over to us.
“Define more,” I command calmly as Clark takes a seat next to me and Willow sits on the grass, picking daisies.
“In the gym more, signing up to fight more,” he explains, and I frown.
“We’ll be home tomorrow night, your time, I’ll take him to the gym and figure out what is going on, brother,” I say, and Crash sighs in relief and mutters, “Thank fuck, I can’t get in the ring with him again, my fucking back hurts, besides you have a way of getting him to talk.”
When the fucker called, I knew he wouldn’t call unless it was important and Knuckles going off the deep end is definitely important. Even though we’ve allowed him to brood over the years, when Crash is concerned, then we all need to be concerned.
“How’s Belle?” I ask as Clark puts her head on my shoulder.
“Still pissed. She wanted to spend some time with Clark, you know, make up for stabbing her husband. Obviously, after Dr. Bitch attacked her, you went into protective mode and took your girls away on a family-moon. She will be on unpaid leave until her hearing with the board, something I think she was hoping Clark would go and speak at,” he says.
Ah, yes, Dr. Bitch is now Dr. Dead.
One of our girls on the inside managed to knock her out and, with the help of others, hung her from the ceiling while the guards at the precinct were out of sight.
They believe she committed suicide.
“What about you and her?” I ask, as I place my hand between my girl's bare thighs, the shorts she’s wearing making my fucking cock hard.
“We’re, I don’t know, we’re kind of talking, but I’m still pissed at her.
She’s been messing up a lot lately,” he admits before I hear his name being called, and he groans, “Speak of the woman, and she shall show. Belle is at the gate, bitching about being banned…again. I’ll see you tomorrow, brother, and don’t forget about the statue. ”
He hangs up, and I sigh as I put my phone away and kiss my girl's head.
“He’s still mad at Belle?” she confirms, and I hum, “Yeah,” before I look at our girl and I smile.
“They’ll be okay,” she says before she asks, “What’s wrong with Knuckles?”
“Apparently, he’s been in the gym a lot more than normal, signing up for fights and shit. Crash is concerned and mentioned it escalated at our wedding,” I say, and Clark sits up and frowns.
“I noticed his eyes on Kodi a lot,” she admits, and I look at Willow.
“Do you think they hooked up?” I ask my wife as we watch Willow try to connect the daisies through the stems and Clark sighs.
“I don’t think so,” she mumbles, “Kodi was like me, Miles, she was waiting for marriage, but then again, I saw her partner check her out like he was familiar with her, so I don’t know, she could have changed, she struggled a lot after her mom died.
” She looks at me, “I also know her dad is overprotective of her, like she still lives at home because he sabotages any leases she tries to get and is trying to force her to go up rank in the force because then he can keep a closer eye on her kind of overprotective. So, if her and Knuckles did have a thing and he finds out, he will go after the club. And with the Chargers still making waves, you don’t need the chief after you. ”
“Fuck,” I mutter as I look at my daughter before I sigh, “We’re thousands of miles away, in a different time zone, we can’t do anything right now, but when we get home I’ll speak to Knuckles and help him as much as I can.
For now, shall we take our girl up the Eiffel tower and buy your brother a souvenir? ”
I look at Clark who grins at me and agrees, “I think we should,” before she presses her lips against mine.
I deepen the kiss, running my fingers through her hair and gripping it tightly.
My tongue plays with hers and everything settles for me, all the worries, the pain over the years, it all disappears and all I see is the love of my life.