Chapter 14
German
I glanced up when I saw Chrissy and Sarah return without Maddy.
Before I could ask, Sarah put up her hands and said, “Lexi needed to make a call to her dad. Bruno’s upstairs with her in one of the private bathrooms. He’ll bring her back down when she’s done.”
Relaxing into my seat, I wondered why she’d needed to call her father. Was everything okay? If she didn’t return soon, I’d go looking for her. I hated the woman being out of my sight even for a few minutes. It drove me nuts not knowing where she was or what she was doing in someone else’s Club.
“Bruno’s a good guy,” Slade told me, when he read my stiff posture. “She’s safe with him. I can guarantee you that.”
Smoke began to tell me about some of the trade routes the Raiders were involved in then, and ones he wanted in on as I waited for Maddy. After five more minutes, my stomach was in knots. Even if she wasn’t in danger, I wondered if she had bad news from Framingham which kept her from coming back to the party.
Discreetly checking my phone, I was disappointed to see she hadn’t sent me any text messages letting me know what was up. I might not know the girl well, but this silence wasn’t like her.
Fuck this! I wasn’t waiting around with my thumb up my ass. I was going to find her. Check to see if everything was okay for myself. The girls had said she was upstairs, so that's where I was heading.
When Smoke got up to refill his drink, I said, “I gotta take a leak. I’ll be right back.”
As I walked toward the door, I noticed a Prospect with a mohawk. His Club patch read “Bruno” on it. The hairs on the back of my arms stood up straight and my stomach dropped out.
Stopping dead, I asked, “Weren’t you watching Lexi?”
The man shrugged. “Mouse told me to fuck off, he’d watch her himself.”
Grabbing the man by the jacket, I hauled him closer. “Where the fuck are they?”
Seeing me manhandle one of his guys, Slade quickly joined us. “What’s the problem? Bruno, why aren’t you watching Lexi like I told you?”
“Mouse told Bruno to fuck off and that he was going to watch, Lexi,” I rehashed, my heart nearly exploding out of my chest. “Now she’s not answering my texts.”
Slade looked quietly at Smoke. “Where are they?” he asked the suddenly nervous Prospect.
Bruno looked really confused. “They’re upstairs near the bedrooms. Mouse said he was taking care of her. I thought that was okay, Prez.”
“Christ!” I heard Slade say as I raced off toward the stairwell I’d seen upon entering the Clubhouse.
Again, I’d fucked up where Maddy’s safety was concerned. I knew something was wrong when Mouse had suddenly disappeared. I should have trusted my intuition and known the man, as coked up as he was, wasn’t going to leave her alone simply because his President had told him to. Now Maddy might be injured or worse by this fucking drugged-out brute! I didn’t care what happened to me. I was going to kill him the second I got my hands around the cocksucker’s throat.
Taking the stairs two at a time, I skinned my knife from the sheath. I would have pulled my gun, but protocol dictated I leave it outside in my saddlebags when entering another Club.
Once I reached the landing, I could hear a constant banging. In front of me, I saw Mouse slamming his shoulder into one of the hallway doors like a bull trying to ram open a gate.
The door splintered just as I shouted, knife in hand, “Where the fuck is Maddy?”
Mouse, pouring sweat, turned to me with murder in his eyes. Before I could stab the motherfucker to death, Slade came barreling up the stairs and stepped between us. “What’s going on here, Brother?”
“German?” Maddy called from inside the bathroom, her voice full of terror and the smallest twinge of hope.
Rushing forward, I sheathed my blade. Kicking open the door the rest of the way, I pulled a trembling Maddy into my arms. Holding her against my chest, I closed my eyes for a second and breathed in her sweet, strawberry scent. Silently, I thanked whoever may be above she was safe. If I’d lost her, I would have lost myself as well.
“What happened?” I demanded, after pulling back to inspect her for any signs of trauma.
Maddy’s eyes darted toward all the imposing men standing around her waiting for an answer. Swallowing, she said in a small voice, “The bathroom door jammed.”
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Maddy
“What happened?” German demanded, pulling back to inspect me for any signs of trauma.
My eyes darted toward all the imposing men standing around me. I might not be someone’s Old Lady, but I knew how serious this situation was.
Even worse, I knew German was outnumbered in someone else’s Club. With zero chance of fighting back against all this manpower, I wasn’t setting him up for a beating. Or worse.
Swallowing, I said, “The bathroom door jammed.”
German’s eyes narrowed. “What?”
My gaze shot over to Bruno who was still breathing hard, and I shivered. “The door jammed. Bruno must have heard me yelling for help. When he couldn’t pry it open, I guess he decided to break it down.”
The story was ridiculous, and an obvious fabrication, but I wasn’t about to start trouble with the Raiders. Trouble German would be responsible for dealing with. Sure, the Club might back the Devils' representative, given how predatory Mouse had behaved toward me all night. But I wasn’t taking the chance.
Slade’s shrewd eyes took in my face and the battered door. “That door’s been sticking for weeks. I should have dealt with it before the party. Sorry about that, Lexi.”
Putting on my sweetest smile I could muster under the circumstances, I said, “I’m fine. It’s okay.”
German’s expression was volcanic, but he didn’t explode. “I think we’d better get going. We’ve been on the road all day and Lexi needs to get off her feet.”
Slade’s face was as smooth as a sheet of glass, not reflecting a single emotion when he replied, “Sounds good. Why don’t you stop by tomorrow? We’re taking a ride as a Club to Lake Saguaro. I know Sarah and Chrissy would appreciate the company.”
German glanced at me before saying, “I’ll get back to you in the morning.”
We left directly after that. The ride home was as silent as a grave. As soon as we keyed back into the motel room, German bolted the door, demanding, “What really happened with Mouse?”
There was no point in beating around the bush. “When I checked my phone, I saw I had several missed calls from my father. Sarah suggested I stay upstairs to call him back because of all the noise, and told Bruno to wait with me until I was done. When I stepped out of the bathroom, Mouse was waiting for me instead.”
“Did he touch you?” German asked, his fists ragefully opening and closing at his sides.
“He tried, but I locked him out of the bathroom before he could do anything,” I answered, attempting to sanitize my language so as not to inflame matters further.
“I’ll kill him!” German growled, his eyes telling me this was no idle threat.
Shaking my head, I grabbed the man by the arms and pleaded, “No! It’s done. Please, German. Let it go. I just want this all to be over.”
Stilling, the hard man looked softly down at me. “Why did you lie for that motherfucker?”
I threw my hands skyward. “Because you were so angry. If I’d told the truth, you would have murdered Mouse and his Club would have had to retaliate against you no matter how justified you’d been in doing it.”
“He deserved a beating for what he tried to do!” German bitterly returned.
“Yes, he did. But you didn’t! And that’s who would have paid the price if I’d have told the truth about what Mouse had done.”
His beautiful brown eyes teemed with anger at my words, however honest they were. “He needs to pay for what he did, Maddy.”
“Maybe,” I told him, “but not tonight. And definitely not while you’re outnumbered a hundred to one at another MC’s Clubhouse.”
“Look at me, Babe.” German chucked my chin upward. “It’s not your job to protect me. It’s my job to protect you.”
I shrugged. “What if we protect each other? Would that be so terrible?”
German swore. “I’m so sorry, Maddy. None of this should have happened tonight. I shouldn’t have brought you here. Hammer should have stayed with you while I did this run. I won’t make a mistake like this again.”
I could feel the anger roiling off of him. I had to do something. To calm him down. Or, at the very least, redirect his anger. This was a job for Lexi.
Stepping back, I shrugged off my jacket and tossed it on the chair. “You’re sorry?” I asked, unzipping my skirt and letting it pool at my feet. “How sorry are you?”
German’s eyes trailed the leather and then flashed back to my nearly naked body. His gaze hovered at the scrap of black lace covering my sex. “Babe,” he said, hoarse with desire, “what are you doing?”
“The better question is,” I said with a naughty smile teasing my lips, “what are you willing to do to make it up to me?”
Taking a stabilizing breath, German’s nostrils flared. Like a man possessed, his feet carried him over to my side. Ensnaring my hair between his long fingers, he tilted my head up. “What do you want, Baby Girl?”
I tugged on his leather jacket and drew it down his sculpted arms. Kissing the sides of his neck, I licked a trail all the way to his ear, and replied, “You, Christopher German. I want you!”
Like he’d caught fire, German nearly combusted in my arms. His mouth seared mine and our tongues began to spar with the intensity of seasoned warriors on the field of battle.
My hands grappled with his belt, desperately yanking and pulling to set it free. When it took too long and I cried out in frustration, he chuckled and nimbly unlatched it and got to work unbuttoning his jeans.
“Get on the bed, legs spread,” German ordered, his anger switching over to desire in a single moment.
Shivering with excitement, I turned and climbed onto the mattress. As soon as I got into position, I let my legs fall open wide.
German was down to his boxers now. Slipping those off too, my eyes dropped to the thick, flushed lethal weapon between his legs. Damn! Even though I’d seen it before, its size still made me nervous, as well as excited, all over again.
Catching my gaze, German asked in a deep, throaty voice, “You want this, Baby Girl?” He gave his shaft a hearty squeeze and the flesh between my legs instantly tightened.
Dazed with lust, I nodded.
“Pull your panties to the side and show me how much you want it,” he demanded, choking up on the base of his cock, then sliding his palm all the way to the fleshy tip.
Channeling my inner Lexi, I did what he said. Drawing my panties to the side, I exposed my pussy, looking up at him longingly for the next direction.
“Good girl,” he complimented, giving himself another rough squeeze. “Now show me how wet you are. Play with that pretty cunt of yours until I can hear and smell how much you want me.”
Coming to the edge of the bed, German watched as I slid my fingers along my already slick center. My clit throbbed as I watched him watching me, and I mewed my pleasure as I eagerly circled the swollen nub.
“You’ve got such a pretty cunt,” German told me, kneeling on the bed now. “I want you to finger it for me because I’m sticking this,” he fisted his cock hard, “inside you, and I know just how tight you are.”
Reaching behind me, he expertly unclasped my bra top and tossed it onto the floor. My heavy breasts felt exposed and chilled by the air-conditioned room. When he got to my nipples, he rolled the plump bud between his finger and thumb, gently adding more and more pressure until there was a delightful sting echoing in their wake.
My head fell back and my knees drew up as I worked myself over. Soon, the lace was soaked alongside my fingers. Sloppy, wet noises sounded as I edged closer to climax. My fingers picked up the pace and my hips began to hump into them hard with each thrust and stroke.
German petted my open thighs and rasped, “Goddamn, Maddy! You’re so fucking hot.” Pulling away my hand, his fingers trailed my sex as he forced two inside of me and began to pump. “Your sweet pussy feels like heaven right now. I can’t wait to get inside of you, Babe.”
“Why wait?” I asked, half-crazed with lust. “I want you now, German. I’m ready.”
Kneeling between my open thighs, German gazed boldly down at me and shook his head. “Not yet, you’re not. You need to come hard, first.”
Lowering his head between my legs, he spread them even further, exposing all of me to his thorough inspection. Running the rough pads of his fingertips along the length of my slit, he dipped in a few inches before teasingly pulling back out. If I wasn’t already burning with desire, I’m sure his intimate perusal would have left me feeling embarrassed. But right now, I was too lust-drunk to care. The second his tongue flicked out and slid across my sensitive clit, I hissed and my hips bucked up into his face.
Using his fingers, German began to stroke and scissor the inner walls of my pussy. “You feel so fucking good in here, Baby Girl. So hot and slick. I can’t wait to spread you wide open with my cock.”
His filthy promises only excited me all the more. Riding his face, I cried, mewed, and moaned. “German, I’m going to come!” I said, desperate for him to fill me. “Please, I want to come with you inside of me. I need it. Oh, please! Now!” I begged as I writhed so near to my cataclysmic end.
Swearing, German hoisted up my thighs, lined himself up with my slit, and speared me with his massive cock all the way to the root. His sudden entry awoke every nerve ending in my body. I came so hard and fast it felt like an intravenous injection. My muscles tensed, then seized. My pussy clamped down on his dick, spasming hard around his incredible girth.
“Jesus!” German groaned. Tossing his head back, the cords of his neck straining from the pleasure-pain of our sudden joining. Snapping his hips, he began to piston in and out of me. “Goddamn it, Maddy, your pussy is like a noose around my cock! You’re so fucking tight I can barely stand it!”
Lost in my bliss, I wrapped my arms around his neck and my ankles around his waist. My orgasm went on and on. My nails raked down his back as he forced my knees to my chest and drilled his cock so deep inside my pussy I felt him all the way in my throat!
“More!” I growled, needing him in this moment more than anything I’d ever needed before.
Rooting his knees into the mattress, German hammered my pussy with such savage strokes he had to brace one hand on the wall to stop our heads from rattling against the headboard. I knew I’d feel this punishment in the morning. But right now, I couldn’t care less.
“Fuck, Babe! I’m going to come,” German shouted, his pace a violent and brutal one.
I’d waited too long to make this man mine. He wasn’t going anywhere. Growling like a woman possessed, I locked my legs around his waist as he motioned to pull out of me.
Groaning, German rasped, “I can’t hold out, Babe!”
“Then don’t,” I said, greenlighting his coming inside of me. Though I was never reckless like this, I was on the pill and this man meant more to me than any before him.
German’s eyes flared with liquid heat. Tucking his arms under mine and clasping my shoulders for maximum torque, he grunted as he plunged his cock back inside my weeping center.
“I’m gonna make this pretty pussy such a filthy mess,” he promised darkly, before he began pounding in and out of me for real.
The slapping of our skin together, his dirty words, and the way he was working me over, shot me straight into a second orgasm. German exploded then and our pleasure doubled, then merged like we were one. Hands gripping my hips, he used my cunt to milk his body of every last drop of come before his head collapsed onto my chest.
Both covered in sweat and other bodily fluids, German and I panted until the sounds of the outside world began to slowly penetrate our consciousness once again. First, there was the hum of the air conditioner. Then, the TV turned up too loud next door, no doubt because of us. And finally, the beating of our hearts, which seemed to have synched up at some point.
Once he’d completely softened, German rolled to the side, carrying me with him. We lay in silence, enjoying the power of the moment for how rare and profound it had been.
Growing unbelievably drowsy, my eyes closed as German gently stroked my back. Feeling completely sated and safe, I fell asleep before I could lapse into the same trap of fear and worry that I’d experienced every night since losing my mother so many years ago.