2 | Cade
Slowing my bike down, the loud rumble has her turning in my direction. Her eyes widen and her long hair flicks in the breeze as she takes me in. I’m wild, no, that’s not even fucking close to what I’m feeling. I’m so fucking angry I want to throw her over my knee and spank her until she’s begging me to stop. She thinks I don’t know what she’s doing, but I’m so fucking far ahead of her it’ll take her months to catch up.
She wants to find out about my past.
I will do whatever the fuck I can to stop her.
Flicking the engine off, I put my booted foot down onto the road hard, making the chains clank as I pin her with my glare. “Get on.”
Guilt rushes over her features before she replaces it with that same strong, sassy attitude I’ve come to love, and hate, depending on the day. Today, I’m in no mood for it, and she’s making damn sure to stir every wild feeling inside me. She looks like she’s been crying, or maybe yelling, it’s hard to tell if Addison is upset or angry. She does both with such intensity the ending is mostly always the same.
Her with a red face, bloodshot eyes, and a tight mouth.
“What the hell are you doing here, Cade? Following me?”
“That’s exactly what I’m fuckin’ doin’, now get on the bike because we’re going home.”
“I didn’t walk here,” she mutters, giving me a sarcastic flick of her head. “I drove.”
“And I don’t give a fuck. I have someone picking up your car. I don’t trust you and whatever the fuck it is you’re doin’, so, I’ll say it again. Get on the fuckin’ bike.”
“What I’m doing,” she tosses at me, “is visiting old friends.”
A slow grin spreads across my face as I throw my leg over the bike and get off, striding toward her with such determination she actually takes a step back. When I reach her, I lean down close, bringing my mouth close to hers as I growl, “Bullshit me once more, and I’ll put you over my knee.”
Biting her lip, she stares up at me with that fiery determination I have come to love so fucking much. My dick jumps, desperate for her. It has been weeks since she has let me inside her, and it’s driving me fucking wild. She’s angry at me for keeping my past from her, and she’s making sure I know about it.
“Is this man bothering you?”
A male voice has me whipping my head around to see a tall, somewhat skinny blond-haired guy standing there, his eyes on me, ready for a fight as if he could actually fucking do anything. Addison’s eyes widen, and she gives me a warning look. Oh, she knows this douchebag, how fucking wonderful. I’m in the mood for some fun.
“It’s okay, Billy,” Addison puts a hand up, a pathetic attempt at stopping this little shit from stepping any closer.
Billy.
Oh, I’ve heard all about Billy.
Turning toward him, I stand up tall, and he takes a nervous step back. Not so fucking tough now, are we?
“I’m her man,” I growl. “And you’re interruptin’.”
Billy’s eyes widen as he takes me in before he darts them toward Addison. “This is what you ran to?”
Now he’s just pissing me off.
“Look,” Addison says, quickly stepping in before I can open my mouth, “this isn’t a good time. I should go. Let’s just go.”
“Don’t want me to hurt your little pet, sugar?” I murmur, stepping up beside her and giving Billy a sadistic smile.
He looks scared.
Fucking good.
“Enough,” she growls, giving me a hard shove back. “Leave him alone.”
Defending him now?
Jealously grips my chest, and I want to throw her over my bike and get her the fuck out of here before she does anymore damage to my fuckin’ pride.
“I just want to know you’re okay,” Billy goes on, seemingly unbothered by my presence.
“I’m okay, Billy. He’s with me. It’s good. Please, just go.”
Billy hesitates, glancing at me once more. “If you hurt her ...”
“What?” I growl. “You’ll run away like you did last time.”
“Cade,” Addison snaps. “Quit it.”
Billy looks hurt, and fuck me, pathetic. It’s a waste of my time to even speak to him.
“Let’s go,” I say to Addison, turning my attention away from the sniveling little shit on the sidewalk.
“I’m not going with you,” she throws at me, crossing her arms defiantly.
“Do you want me to throw you over my shoulder, because I promise you, I will.”
“I’d like to see you try.”
I’d expect nothing less from her.
Grinning, I take a step forward and without warning, I throw my shoulder into her stomach and haul her up. Squealing, she slams her fists down over my back as I give Billy a nod just as his mouth drops open and he fumbles for his phone.
“Don’t bother callin’ the cops, kid,” I mutter, turning and striding toward my bike, “I’ll be long gone.”
“Let her go,” he orders, his voice shaky.
“It’s okay, Billy,” Addison grunts over my shoulder. “I’m with him. It’s fine.”
Billy lowers the phone just as I throw Addison down onto the back of my bike. She scowls at me, utterly furious, but I ignore her as I shove my way in front of her and start the engine. The bike roars to life, and I give Billy a nod as I take off, forcing Addison to put her arms around me. She knows better than to try and mess around when we’re on the bike. She’s angry, though, and she ensures I know it as she digs her fingernails into my side.
Wincing, I slap her thigh which only makes her pinch me harder.
Oh, she’s pissed.
I’m the one who should be fucking pissed – considering she went behind my back to find out information I told her to stay out of.
Once we’re far enough away from any prying eyes, I pull the bike over at a local lookout. Before the engine has even stopped, Addison throws her leg over the bike and spins to face me, her lips pushing out and her eyes flaring with anger. Fuck she’s perfect when she’s mad. My cock jumps, and I press an open palm to it as I get off the bike and stand in front of her.
“Keep pushin’ those pretty lips out, sugar, and I’ll have no choice but to put my cock between them.”
Her cheeks flush with rage and a little lust as she throws her hands on her hips and yells, “You keep up that kind of behavior and your cock won’t come anywhere near me, buddy.”
Grinning, I step up closer to her, running my thumb over her lower lip. “We both know you can’t stay away. You’re already thinkin’ about how good it would be to get on your knees right now, put my cock between those pretty lips, and suck until I’m cumming all over your face.”
A whimper escapes her throat, and she quickly takes a step back. “You wish.”
Reaching down, I rub my aching cock again. “Punishin’ me is gettin’ old, sugar. I think it’s about time we did somethin’ about it.”
“If you think I’m going to just drop before you when you’ve lied to me for fucking years, you’re wrong.”
“Didn’t lie,” I grind out. “I just chose not to share parts of my past. To be completely fuckin’ fair, you didn’t ask me.”
Her eyes flash, and she knows I’ve got her there.
She fucking knows it.
“Now,” I go on, my face hardening. “Are you goin’ to tell me why you were hangin’ out with your ex fuckin’ boyfriend?”
“Jealous?” she throws at me, grinning.
“Baby, I would be more jealous of the leaf clingin’ to your hair right now.”
I reach forward, flicking a leaf out of her hair as she scrunches up her nose, trying to fight back her rage.
“Fuck you, Cade. I’m the one who is meant to be angry right now.”
“Be angry, sugar, but do not dig into things that are best left buried.”
“I wouldn’t have to if you just told me what I want to know.”
“There ain’t nothin’ to tell,” I growl. “I won’t ask you again, Addison, let it fuckin’ go.”
She steps forward, her sassy nature matching my determination. We’re both as stubborn as each other and she fuckin’ knows it. “Are you telling me that you’re not even a little curious about what could have happened to her?”
“She made her choice,” I growl. “I made mine.”
“What makes you so sure she got a choice?”
She’s pushing me, because she thinks that Clara got sold and is somewhere in danger, but I think she’s out there running with the fucked up crowd she chose over her own family, and has no intentions of being found. Either way, I made the choice to move on with my life a long fucking time ago, and I don’t plan on changing it now.
“You don’t know half the fuckin’ story, Addison, so let it go.”
“Then tell me,” she snaps, throwing her hands up. “I shared everything with you, Cade. Every ugly detail. The least you can do is tell me about your sister and why the hell your face goes so dark when I mention her.”
“Clara is fuckin’ dead to me,” I bark. “Leave it alone.”
Addison’s eyes widen, and I know I just made a big fucking mistake.
I just told her the name of my sister.
I just gave her ammunition.
Fuck me.
This is never going to end, is it?
~*~*~*~*~
“TAKE YOUR FUCKIN’ DAUGHTER over your knee like you should have done fuckin’ years ago,” I mutter at Jackson as I take a shot of whiskey.
The alcohol isn’t nearly strong enough to cover up the day I’ve had.
Staring across the compound, I see Addison talking to Ciara. She’s leaning in close, whispering, and I know she’s up to no fucking good. She’s testing me, and I’m ready to fucking lose it with her.
“She’s not too old to get a good hidin’.” Spike grins, shooting back a shot. “Only it isn’t her dad who needs to deliver it.”
Tossing a grin in Spike’s direction, I consider his statement. I would give anything right now to throw Addison over my knee and tan her ass, and then I’d spend the rest of the night buried in her, listening to her beg for more. Fuck, I need to get laid. Fucking pronto.
“My daughter is an unstudied species,” Jackson mutters, lighting a cigarette. “Can’t help you there, brother.”
“Well, at the very least, tell her to keep her nose out of this business. Busted her in her old home town today, tryin’ to find information. She went back, but I don’t fuckin’ know why.”
Jackson’s brows go up as he inhales, blowing out the smoke slowly. “She went back there? What the fuck for?”
“Must know someone who can help her,” Spike throws out, rolling a joint. “Only reason you’d go back.”
Of course there would be someone there, but who? Who the fuck would she go to that could help her with this?
“Give me a hit,” I mutter, extending a hand to Spike as he lights the joint.
“Don’t even think about it,” Addison pipes up, appearing behind me. “You’re playing daddy tonight.”
Growling, I hand the joint back to Spike and turn toward Addison, who is grinning down at me with a triumphant stare. She’s going to get her ass handed to her. “You’re pushin’ my buttons, sugar, and I’m fuckin’ about to explode.”
“Oh poo,” she says as she waves her hand, “don’t be so dramatic.”
“I can help you relieve some of that tension, Cade.”
The purring voice comes from beside Spike, where a club whore, Jade, is sitting. She’s got tiny shorts on, a top that is way too small, and blond hair that bounces around her shoulders as she leans forward, pushing her tits out. She flashes me a smile, and then licks her lower lip. Well fuck me, she’s asking for trouble doing that in front of Addison.
“Back off,” Addison snaps. “Have some fucking respect.”
“What?” Jade feigns innocence. “I mean, it must be hard for the poor guy when his woman is being such a cow.”
“You better watch your mouth,” Addison warns. “I will shut it for you.”
“Enough,” Jackson cuts in. “Addison, you won’t be doin’ anything, and Jade, shut the fuck up or get out of my club. You know the rules. Have some fuckin’ respect.”
“Sorry, Jacks,” Jade purrs, batting her eyelashes. “I didn’t mean any disrespect. I just felt sorry for him, that’s all.”
“Take your big titties and wave them in front of someone else,” Addison snaps.
Spike chuckles. “Now now, precious. As much as I love a good cat fight, I don’t feel like breakin’ one up tonight.”
“I don’t feel like breaking a nose,” Addison throws out, “but I’ll do what I have to.”
“Okay, girlfriend.” Ciara steps up beside Addison and puts her hands on her shoulders. “I’m like, seriously pregnant, so you don’t want to risk me getting into it with Jaquelene over here, now do you?”
“It’s Jade,” Jade snaps.
Ciara gives her a look. “Yeah. I don’t care.”
Then, she turns Addison away but not before she throws one last scalding look in Jade’s direction.
“Fuck me, she’s a feisty one,” Muff chuckles. “Don’t know how you do it, brother.”
I take another shot. “Fuck. Me either.”
It’s because I love her more than the fucking world.
Pushing to my feet, I nod at the guys. “Can’t drink anymore, I’m takin’ care of baby girl. Catch you all tomorrow.”
“See you brother, good luck,” Spike grins, inhaling the joint.
Yeah.
Good luck.
Fuck me.
I’m going to need it.