Chapter 13
Chapter
Thirteen
I spend my night nursing the same bottle of beer I bought when I spoke to her.Barely drinking any of it. I don’t need to drink to celebrate the life of a fallen brother, so I choose to stay sober. I need to fuck this chick out of my system and tonight is the night I’ll do it.
“You know you look like a fucking stalker right now. You’ve not taken your eyes off her all night.”
I pull my eyes from her and turn to Knuckles.
“Fuck you.”
He laughs and empties his glass of the amber liquid. I turn back to face her when Griff stops in front of me. Blocking my view. I scowl up at him and then raise my eyebrows. The fucker does the same in challenge. Then places his fists on the table and leans down toward me.
“She’s a big girl. She’s old enough and tough enough, she can take care of herself. But if you fucking hurt her, I will fucking beat you to death.”
I scoff at him. And I'm about to say something back until Juggler leans over Knuckles to get to me.
“I second that. We’ve known her a long time. And brother or not, we’ll all kick your arse.”
I take a drink of my warm beer and then set the bottle down on the table then stand. I look back over at her; she’s smiling at something one of the girls has just said. Turning back to my brothers I see the look in their eyes. They care about her, and I can’t decide if it pisses me off, or if I like that they care.
“Look, I get it. She’s a friend. But you’re right when you say she’s old enough to take care of herself. So, the choice is hers. I’m heading out now, and I intend on taking her with me, but if she just wants me to just drop her off at home then that’s what I’ll do.” I don’t wait for them to respond. I give them a chin lift and make my way over to her.
She glanced my way a few times throughout the night, but right now her focus is on whatever Steph is saying until she gives her a nudge and then indicates toward me. I see her body tense when she sees me walking toward her.
She licks her bottom lip and then bites it.
Jesus fuck, she’s killing me. I can’t wait to get my mouth her on.
Stopping at her table I hold out my hand to her.
“Let's go, baby.”
I wait as she turns to the girls. I don’t know what happens, but her body relaxes, and she slides out of the booth ignoring my hand. I smirk, liking the fact that she’s not giving in to me completely. I smile at the ladies then follow her out of there like a fucking puppy. Not that I’m complaining. I have the perfect view of her arse from here and it doesn’t disappoint. It looks incredible in the tight-fitting jeans she has on. The boots she’s wearing make her legs look longer, and I find myself wondering what its gonna feel like when they’re wrapped around me as I fuck her against the wall.
We reach the door and I grab her arm pulling her back to me.
I need to go out of the door first, and that’s not being a chauvinist. I don’t know who’s on the other side of it, so I like to scope it out before I let others through. It’s for her safety. My job is to protect the men and women from my club. She may not be from my chapter, but being friends with the brothers in the Newcastle chapter puts her firmly in my protection.
Or at least that’s what I’m telling myself.
She raises her eyebrow at me in question, but I shake my head and then move in front of her stepping through the door first. I give a chin lift to the bouncers before my eyes scan the street and the parking lot. There’s nothing I need to worry about, the place is quiet.
I turn back to look at her and smile.
“Sorry, force of habit. You ready to get out of here?”
She smiles, then gives me a small nod. “Yeah.” She points to the taxi rank, but I shake my head and point to a car in the lot. The prospect is sat in the front his head tipped back, eyes closed listening to whatever is playing on the radio. I see her visibly swallow, her eyes scanning the area. I reach down and squeeze her hand.
“Hey, it’s ok. The prospects are here with the cars ready to take our drunk arses back later. I promise it’s safe. You know Griff would kick my arse if anything happened to you.”
She laughs and then relaxes before leading me over to the car. I bang on the window startling the prospect. He straightens in the seat and unlocks the car. I open the back door, helping Marissa in before climbing beside her.
“Take us back to the clubhouse,” I tell the prospect as I eye him in the rear-view mirror. He nods and starts the engine before pulling out of the lot and into the street toward the clubhouse.
I turn back to Marissa, it’s a ten-minute drive back to the clubhouse, so I reach over and buckle her in.
Her breathing becomes shallow, and I catch sight of her biting her lip out of the corner of my eye. I turn to face her then lean closer, my mouth a hairs breath away from hers.
She closes her eyes and I can’t hold out any longer, my hand grabs the back of her neck and I pull her toward me.
Our lips connect, and it feels like I’ve been hit with a blast of lightning. It courses through my body. Goosebumps begin to raise over every inch of it. I shift a little closer to her as she grips the front of my kutte, pulling me closer to her.
My tongue runs along the seam of her lips, I push, it doesn’t take much for her to open and give me access. My mouth dominates controlling the kiss. I need her to know that I’m in charge. My tongue rolls around hers, and then pushing it down on the bottom of her mouth before letting it sweep over the top of hers.
She groans into my mouth and my dick hardens more than it already was. I shift the zipper digging in, making it a little uncomfortable. I wrap her hair around my fingers and pull, tipping her head back a little. Her hands run down my chest to the hem of my shirt, she slides her fingers under it and then runs her hand back up my chest. My muscles contract as she runs her soft fingers over the edges of my torso tracing the shape of each one.
It’s my turn to let out a groan this time.
Fuck me I need her naked, I need to fucking touch her.
I need to fucking taste her.
I pull my mouth away needing a second to breathe. My eyes focus on hers. Her pupils are dilated, and her breathing is shallow. I smile down at her and then move back into my seat. I need a minute or I’m going to fuck her right here and now and I don’t think she’d be up for that.
A few minutes later we’re pulling through the gates of the clubhouse. I give her thigh a squeeze as the car pulls to a stop.I unbuckle her belt and climb out reaching my hand back inside the door, sliding across the seat she finally places her hand in mine, letting me pull her out.