18. Chapter 18
Leigh
I passed out with her in my arms. But not because I was consoling her after a nightmare. We dozed off together after her urgent call led us back here only to argue, then finally lay it all out. Although some of the details were given to her by Bama.
Still, shit was out in the open. It broke me a little that all along, she’d hoped I’d somehow rescue her or claim her from him, but never did. So many times I thought about it, but you just didn’t do that. Not to your brothers.
He started being sketchy, though. Hammer fined him, then later flogged him, for using and being short on deliveries. After that happened and things got worse instead of him straightening up, I started tailing him.
After a little recon, I put together he was visiting a known spot for the Bloody Scorpions. It was just outside of our normal territory so we wouldn’t have figured it out, at least not anytime soon.
I tried to get him to fess up without letting him know I had busted him fraternizing with the enemy, but he said I was being paranoid. Even with all the fucked up shit he was doing and had done to her, he really did always tell me to keep an eye on Glenda.
After tailing him back to the same place a few more times and asking around at some of the local bars in that area, I discovered he had struck a deal.
We still didn’t know what he planned to give up.
Maybe just our hookups, or some of our customers, possibly anything they wanted to know.
But I did confirm he was being patched in and was offered the sister of VP of that chapter as collateral.
Chapter was being generous. They weren’t a real MC, just a gang.
When I found that out, I told Hammer and Rogers everything I knew.
That wasn’t the Reggie I knew. I understood what Glenda meant.
He wasn’t a fucking choir boy, but he wasn’t a piece of shit, either.
He was a bit of a loose cannon, but if you weren’t a little crazy or impulsive, MC life wasn’t for you anyway.
The change in him was gradual. Slow enough you almost missed it until shit was out of control.
He’d been fucking bunnies behind her back for a while, but so many of the guys did that. It was almost expected; normal. But when he started it out in the open, in front of her, I should have known something changed in him that would never turn back.
Maybe I was part of the problem then. Maybe I shouldn’t have taken that opportunity to have her. As fucked up as it was, I’d watched her with the others. She participated but I could see in her eyes something wasn’t right. Not like she was drunk or fucked up. But she was torn.
I’d only meant to get her away from all of it. The real fucked up part wasn’t that I had her while he watched. It was that I was more worried that he’d call me out for helping her than fucking his Old Lady. So I did. And I both loved it and regretted it with every fiber of my being ever since.
I knew right then I loved her. But because of him, I couldn’t have her. But now, after so much shit between us and so much shit she’d been through, I did. She’s mine.
I just hoped I could love her enough to make up for all the time I didn’t do right by her.
Scratches on the door had me trying to slide my arm from beneath her without waking her. But I was not successful.
Her voice was scratchy. “Good morning. Brucie needs to go out.”
Squeezing her, I kissed her cheek. “I need to install a doggie door. I’ll be right back.”
She giggled as I slid from the bed. “You may as well just leave a door open for him. That would be a huge doggie door.”
I slid my boxer briefs on and turned. She rolled over, the comforter moving down enough to see her big tits bouncing as she settled, her sleepy eyes dragging over me.
“Don’t move.” I ran out of the bedroom and rushed to the back door. “C’mon, Bruce.”
He trotted outside, so I pushed the door but left it unclicked so he could push it open if he wanted in. I stopped in the hall bathroom and peed, then rushed back to bed.
Pulling her close, I ran my hand down her body until my fingers were between her thighs. “Mmm, already wet for me.”
She moaned sleepily, her dimples popping with a grin. She reached over, cupping me over my underwear. “Someone is already hard for me.”
She pushed at my underwear just enough to get them out of the way but not all the way down. Reaching over, I fished around the drawer for a condom then opened it quickly and rolled it on. I’d barely finished when she pushed me to the bed and lowered herself onto my shaft with another moan.
Her cunt felt so good around me. A rumble rolled from my chest to my throat.
Gripping her hip with one hand and cupping her tit with the other, I let her drive.
She rocked, then moved up and down. Still holding her tit, rolling her nipple between my thumb and finger, I watched her pussy going up and down my cock.
Everything from my hips to my toes tingled as she rode me. I moved my hand from her hip to her swollen clit.
She gasped between her soft moans. They were both sweet and hot as fuck. She leaned down, bracing her palms on my chest. She quickened her pace.
“That’s it, baby. Take what you need.”
“Leigh. Ohh, mmm,” she said, panting. “I’m gonna…”
Rubbing her clit a little harder, I gritted my teeth, raising my hips to match her pace. “Come for me, Glenda.”
She moaned loudly this time. Her pussy pulsed around me, and my own orgasm shot out. Her pussy milked me as she squeezed around me and she moaned as her brow pinched. Her face was so hot as she came.
Her channel stopped choking me so I grabbed her hips, slamming her down onto me one last time to get the last little bit of mine out. I roared through clenched teeth then my head fell to the pillow as she fell onto me.
I wrapped my arms around her slick body and held her close as we caught our breath.
Once I could breathe a little, I gripped her chin to lift her face. “Beautiful.” I pulled her closer, but she jerked her chin away. “What?”
She moved her face. “I need to brush my teeth.”
Rolling us, I pinned her arms to the bed. My dick slipped out of her but I lay over her and dropped my mouth to hers, pushing my tongue into her mouth. She giggled but finally met my tongue with hers.
After I was satisfied with my morning kiss, I told her, “I had my whole face in your cunt last night. I’m not worried about morning breath. Plus,” I gave her another peck. “You still taste good in the morning.”
“Fair.”
I pecked her nose then climbed off to get rid of the condom. My boxer briefs were still on my legs so I tugged them up so I could walk and went to the bathroom to clean up.
I took her a wet washcloth and wiped her down.
“Why do you do that?” she asked.
“So I can look at your pretty pussy.”
Her brow shot up.
“Just cleaning you up.”
“You’re a good caretaker, ya know that?”
“I aim to please.”
She stretched then sat up. “I need to go pee.”
“I’ll make coffee.”
I went to the kitchen to give her some privacy and fix a pot of coffee. Bruce was still outside. It was already nine thirty. I probably would have slept longer if Bruce hadn’t woken us up.
I was pulling mugs from the cabinet when she walked in, checking her phone; a surge of possession washed over me when I noticed she had my t-shirt on from the night before.
Grabbing a handful of the shirt, I yanked her to me. Her eyes widened as her mouth fell open. She put the phone on the counter and giggled.
“That’s hot. I think you should only wear my shirts.” My hands roamed down. “And no panties. This is how you should be all the time.”
Her hands went to my chest as the coffee percolated behind me. “How about when I’m here and it’s just us? Unless it’s cold. Then I may need pants.”
“When are you not going to be here?”
She sucked in a deep breath, licking her lips. “Well, when I’m at the clubhouse, or therapy. I don’t suppose I’ll be out much alone for a while.”
My chest tightened. “You mean like hanging at the clubhouse, or sleeping there?”
“Well, I dunno. I guess I thought this was a temporary thing. I didn’t think it through too much. I just called you to come get me.”
“And I did. No questions asked. No hesitation.”
“I know. And I’m glad.” Her hazel eyes reluctantly looked up, her fingers tracing circles over my chest.
My fingers dug into her hips. “Glenda. I told you last night that if we do this, it's for real. That you’re mine. I wasn’t just saying that.”
“I didn’t know if you meant…”
My hands went to her face, cupping her cheeks as I got closer. “I want you here. With me. All the time, Glenda. We’re past the games and bullshit. You’re mine, and I’m yours. This is your home now.”
Her cheeks pinkened and her eyes filled with tears. “Okay.”
“Okay or yes?”
She swiped away the one tear that finally rolled down her cheek. “Yes. I’ll stay. With you.”
I pressed my lips to hers in a chaste kiss, and her phone buzzed on the counter.
Pulling away, I grabbed it and handed it to her. “Here. Before they send a search party.”
She giggled again, leaning on the counter as she looked down. “How did you know who it was?”
“You don’t talk to anyone but Linny, Allie, and maybe a couple of the girls.” I pulled the carafe from the coffee maker and poured her a mug, handing it to her. “By now, Runt and Skeeter probably have the whole place buzzing with their valiant efforts to stop me.”
“Something like that. What was their problem?” she asked, sipping slowly.
After pouring myself a mug, I said, “Hammer and his bullshit.”
“Was that there?” she asked, looking up at the broken window.
Looking over my shoulder at my makeshift fix to the glass, I said, “Hammer and his bullshit.”
She shrugged, sending another text. “Um. If I’m staying, do you think we can get my stuff? It’s not much but I have a few things I’d like to keep and the rest of my clothes. Especially since the temps are dropping.”
Nodding, I said, “Sure can. We talking truck or saddlebags?”
“Truck. But I wouldn’t mind a ride.”
“We’ll make a visit with Sam soon. See what he says.”
“You weren’t worried about what Sam thought last night. Or this morning…” She sipped her coffee as she stared at me over the rim.
“I tried to be gentle but if you recall, you started it.”
She grinned.
“I need to talk to him about something anyway. But we’ll run by the clubhouse in a bit, get your shit, get you settled here. If he’s still there once we’re done we can swing by later. If not, tomorrow.”
“Okay. I need to know when he’ll let me drive again, too. I need to call this doctor and see about setting up something.”
I opened the door to the back porch and she headed out then I followed. She went to go sit on the other side but I grabbed the shirt again, sat, then pulled her into my lap.
“Are you cold?” She was only wearing my t-shirt and the morning air was cool.
“I’m good.” She sighed as she relaxed into me. “I could get used to this.”
“Good. Tell me about the doctor. What do you need to set up?”
“Oh. I’m not sure group is what’s best for now. I think maybe some more one on one.” She took a sip. “I didn’t really want to go at all before, so group was my negotiation. But after the last few days, I think I’m ready.”
“Until you can drive, I’ll take you wherever you need to go.
” I knew she had shit to work out, and even with knowing the truth about Reggie, she had a lot of baggage before that.
Her acknowledging she needed to go was good.
As much as I wanted to help, I couldn’t dig her out of the dark hole she had been in so long.
Only she could do that. But I would do my best to keep the dirt she shoveled off of her from falling back and burying her again.
“You know that saying, everything happens for a reason?” she asked.
“Mmhhmm. It’s kinda fucked up.”
She giggled, settling against my chest. “It is. I wish so many things had been different. But whatever the reason, I’m glad I’m here now.”
“Me, too.” I kissed her shoulder. “Me, too.”