Chapter 15
Chapter Fifteen
BIG RED
T he last few weeks have been nothing short of amazing. I never thought I would find a woman I wanted to spend every second of the day with. Alice and I have gotten extremely close. Every night after I finish devouring her sweet little body, we talk about any and everything.
The only thing I hadn’t touched on was my parents. I hate talking about them. Especially since my mother is still with him, refusing to leave. The topic is a sore one. Alice tried asking me a few things about my parents when she talked about her dad, but I would change the subject.
It’s not that I want to hide things from her. I just don’t want to scare her if I get angry. And talking about Charles Bradshaw is a quick way to do it.
A knock on my office door breaks my thoughts. Snapping my gaze up, I see Alice standing there with a stack of papers.
“Can I borrow your desk for a second? I need to put these away.”
Rolling my chair backward, I sweep my hand in front of me. “It’s all yours, kitten.”
Smiling, she moves around the desk and opens the bottom drawer. When she bends over to put the papers away, her shorts raise a bit. Groaning, I grab hold of her thighs, squeezing. Alice closes the drawer and moves out of reach quickly.
Planting her hands on her hips, she raises a brow. “What did I tell you? No hanky-panky at work.”
Sucking my teeth, I get up and close the door and then lock it. I turn around and make my way back to her. For each step I take, she counters, stepping away until I have her pinned to the desk.
“Hanky-panky? I’m a grown-ass man, baby. I don’t do hanky-panky.” I lean down, pressing my lips against the shell of her ear. “All I want is a taste. Tell me I can have it, kitten,” I whisper.
All I get for a reply is a whimper. Right then, I know I’ve got her. Whenever she loses the ability to speak, that means she’s ready for me to do whatever the hell it is I please.
“Red, what if someone hears?” she pants.
I’m trailing kisses down her neck while pinching her nipples through her shirt. Alice wraps her legs around my waist when I sink my teeth into her collarbone.
“I guess that means you better keep it down.”
She opens her mouth to protest, but I cut her off, smashing my lips against hers. I pull her closer to me, and our tongues battle. I can never seem to get enough of kissing her. Her lips are so damn soft. Not to mention how she always submits and lets me take control.
Breaking the kiss, I reach down and undo her shorts, sliding them down her legs along with her panties. She doesn’t protest as I set her on the desk, spreading her legs. Dropping down to my knees, I pull her closer to the edge.
Alice's eyes are glazed over with lust. Her chest is already heaving, and I’ve barely touched her. As much as she tries the good girl act, my baby is just as insatiable as I am.
I began trailing kisses up her thighs throw them over my shoulders. “Were you really going to deny me this?” I ask before nibbling on her thigh.
She shakes her head rapidly, watching me like a hawk.
“Cat got your tongue, kitten?” I laugh as I lick slowly toward her mound.
“Red, please,” she begs.
“Oh, now you want me to what was it you called it…. hanky-panky?”
Alice continues to stare at me in silence, but she thrusts her hips forward. I chuckled, grabbing her hips and holding her in place. I start to lick her lower lips, driving her insane. My tongue is so close to where she really wants it.
“Red… please. I don’t know what I was thinking. I want you to touch me every second of the d-day!”
I cut her off, wrapping my lips around her clit, causing her to cry out. Her hand is buried in my hair as she moans with her head thrown back. She spreads her legs a bit more, giving me more access, and I go in for the kill.
I lapped at her juices like a dehydrated man. She has soaked my beard, but I don’t let up. I kept eating her pussy like it was my purpose in life. She’s getting close when she tries closing her legs and pulls away.
Locking her down in place, I push her legs up to her stomach before burying my tongue inside.
“Oh God!” she cries out.
Slapping a hand over her mouth, she screams through her release. I drink every bit of her down. Her body convulses, making me smile while I continue to lap at her clit.
Once she has come down, I get up. Alice lays across my desk as if I had just killed her.
Well, maybe not her, but definitely Ms. Kitty. I think to myself and laugh. Grabbing her clothes from the floor, I put her panties and shorts back on her. After I dress her, she still lies there, not speaking a word.
I snort before helping her sit up. “You okay, kitten?”
“No,” she whines. “Why would you do that? Now I want to take a nap. And my legs feel like Jello. I can’t walk out there. Diablo and Chains will for sure crack jokes.” She huffs in annoyance.
Throwing my head back, I roar with laughter. She looks really upset about that last part. She is absolutely right, though. Those two have been on us since Chains caught us kissing in the breakroom. I swear they act like children sometimes.
A loud commotion from the front stops my laughter. I can hear raised voices from the guys.
“You can’t go back there!” Diablo shouts.
I don’t know who is making their way to my office, but today is not the day. I rip open the cabinet. I keep my gun in here and pull it out. Alice's eyes widen as the voices get closer.
“Did you hear what the hell I just said? He’s busy!” Diablo barks, sounding highly annoyed.
“I don’t care! I need to speak with him,” an all-too-familiar voice says.
Not wanting to believe this for a second, I tuck my gun in the waistband of my jeans before I yank my office door open right as Chloe reaches for the knob. Chains, Diablo, and Bear are hot on her heels.
I frown down at Chloe as emotions I never thought would run through me. I would never hit a woman, but just looking at her sends me into a rage. My hand twitches from wanting to wrap it around her damn neck.
I couldn’t care less that she left me, but when she abandoned my children, any love I had for her vanished. Now here she is, over six years later, like she has every right to walk her selfish ass back into my life.
“What the fuck are you doing here, Chloe?” I snarl.
“Really? That’s the first thing you say to me after all these years? And who the hell is she?” she asks, pointing to Alice, still sitting on my desk.
I just laugh because this has got to be a prank. No way is she questioning me about who I have in my office. Not “how are my kids?” but “who is she?” I don’t even want to go back and forth with her. I just what her to take her ass back from wherever the hell she came from.
“That is my woman and none of your fuckin’ concern. I don’t know what rock your trifling ass crawled from under, but it would be wise to take your ass back. I don’t know why you’re back, and I don’t care. Whatever you have to say, save it. You wanted to be free, so be that. Now get the fuck outta my garage.”
Chloe looks up at me with tear-filled eyes, really putting on a show. I know better. I remember everything she said in that Dear John letter she left me. She blamed the kids for me not being able to love her. Apparently, when they entered the picture, everything was about them. I no longer wanted to party, and all I did was work and stay home with the kids.
Chloe’s problem was all she wanted to do was party. She wanted to be at every single shindig regardless of us being parents. Now, I don’t have a problem going out every now and again. But Chloe wanted to go out at least four times a week.
Eventually, I stopped fighting her on the subject and allowed her to go out, and I would stay home with the kids. But when I stopped footing the bill for her nights out, the real problems began.
When she left, I realized Chloe never really loved me. She loved the lifestyle I was tangled in.
“H-how could you be so cruel to the mother of your kids?” she bawled.
“Any bitch can lay down and birth babies. That doesn’t make her a mother.”
I never go this hard on women, but Chloe takes me there. I don’t regret my children at all. I just regret who I tied them to.
Chloe gasps, and the tears stop before a deep scowl covers her face. “Oh, let me guess, the little redheaded bitch over there is supposed to take my place?”
Before I can even get on her ass for disrespecting Alice, I’m shoved backward. Alice steps toe-to-toe with Chloe, fist balled tightly at her sides.
“Now, I wasn’t going to address you at all. But somehow, you thought calling me out my name was the route to take. Whatever issues you have with Red, keep them there. Because no matter the amount of love I have for Cindy and Colt, that won't stop me from laying your ass out if you come at me again. You’re a sorry excuse for a mother. Jealous of a relationship between a father and his children. Now, if this is about the children, then let it be that, but if this is about that man behind me, you can lose that thought right now. He’s mine.”
Not going to lie. My dick pricks up at hearing her stake her claim on me. I want to bend her ass over my desk and make her tell me over and over how I’m hers.
Chloe's mouth drops open after Alice's little speech. I’m guessing because Alice exposed her for all her filth. A few nights ago, I allowed Alice to read the letter Chloe had written to me when she had left. To say she was pissed when she finished reading it would be an understatement. So, I’m not the least bit shocked that Alice looks ready to rip Chloe’s head off.
“Are you going to let her talk to me like that?” Chloe shrieks at me.
“Sure am.” I grin while shrugging my shoulders. The guys try to hide their laughs, but Chains fails miserably.
“This isn’t over! You’ll be hearing from my lawyer! I have rights to my kids!” she screams before turning on her heels.
I start to chase after her, but Bear stops me. “Those are my kids. I’ll be damned if she tries taking them away. Let me go!”
Rage flows through me like hot lava just thinking of her taking my kids away. I don’t like the idea of holding the fate of where my children will lay their heads in the hands of a stranger.
Alice comes up, palming my face, making my anger simmer instantly. “Red, she walked out of those kids' lives for six years. No judge is going to rip those kids from you. They are safe, happy, and well taken care of. That's the only thing that matters.”
Bear releases me when he feels my body finally relaxed. Alice wraps her arms around my neck, and I hold her close. I’ve never been able to calm down so quickly. This further proved to me that Alice is meant to be mine.
“What kind of voodoo magic did you work on him?” Diablo asks, baffled.
Everyone laughs, and Alice shakes her head with a smirk. Kissing her forehead, I grab my keys from my pocket and lock my office door.
“Come on, kitten, let's head home early today.”
She nods, grabs my hand, and allows me to take her away.
I don’t believe a judge would take my children away from me, but my being a biker sets the tone. I don’t know what the future holds, but I do know two things for sure. One, I’m not losing my kids. Two, Alice is mine. Whoever tries to take them from me has to go.