Chapter 6
RED
Church over, I join the brothers at the club bar for a celebratory drink. I’m not sure why I’d been so nervous about the vote. I’m glad it is over now, though. That Maestro gave his blessing in church went a long way to the brothers knowing my family were good with Emily and me moving forward.
I don’t stay long; the urge to see Emily rides me.
Leaving the clubhouse, I walk towards our house, slowing when I see the lights on.
I’d got so used to arriving home to a dark house the last few years that seeing the lights on hits me harder than I expect it to.
But not in a bad way. Until this moment, I hadn’t realised how lonely I’d become.
It warms my soul knowing that Emily is in my home waiting for me.
Walking up the steps, I open the door and come to a complete stop at the sight that greets me.
“Holy fuck, darlin’,” I whisper, biting my fist and wondering if we have to join the rest of the club at the bar or if I can keep her to myself.
“You’re a vision,” I tell her, circling my fingers so that she can give me a twirl.
She laughs but does as I ask. She’s wearing black leggings that have a slight sheen to them, black knee-high boots with a three-inch heel, a tight-fitting tank top and over it a gauzy blue top with a wide neckline that hangs off one shoulder.
The gauzy top shimmers in the light as she does a turn for me.
Her hair is loose for the moment, hanging long down her back.
Makeup is light, but she has some sort of shiny stuff on her lips, making them look more than kissable.
“You like?” she asks when she’s done a full circle.
“I more than like Em. I’m wondering if we can get away with not going to the bar.”
“Oh no, Old Man,” she says, sauntering towards me and placing her hands on my shoulders.
With her heels on, she’s just a little shorter than me.
“We’re going to the bar, Deck “Red” Ivor.
We’re going to have a few drinks, I’m going to dance with the girls and shake my ass for you then we’re going to come home and I’m going to let you do whatever you want to me. ”
Laughing, I press my forehead to hers. “Love everything about you, Emily but what I love the most is that you tell it like it is. I never have to guess with you.”
Emily shrugs a little, her blue eyes sparkling with both excitement and delight. “I learned a long time ago that it was better to speak my mind. That way there’s no way that you can be mistaken.” She’s silent for a minute and then asks, “Did you just tell me that you love me?”
“I did, darlin’. Never expected it to happen twice in my lifetime but then you came out of nowhere. Protective and ready to take on an MC to make sure your grandkids were okay and I fell hard and fast. I know you may not be there yet but us Ivors, when we know we know.”
Her eyes glisten, and she blinks, smiling softly.
“I love that you have no problem letting me know how you feel about me, Deck. And yes, it’s early days but what I feel for you I’ve never felt for anyone else.
I’m not sure why I was put in your path but I’m forever grateful that you saw something in me that no-one else ever has.
I love you right back.” Emily presses a soft kiss to my lips.
Our lips cling for a minute, and I can’t lie; I’m a little choked up.
We break apart, and I tell her, “Never thought I’d be lucky enough to have two soul mates. It’s an honour and a privilege to love you and I promise that I’ll always put you first; you’ll never have to second guess your place with me or how I feel about you.”
She smiles tremulously at me, and enfolding her in my arms, I hold on tight as she gives a little sniff.
“Ugh, you’re being way too sweet; you’ve made me cry,” she mumbles against my neck.
“Only for you darlin’, only for you. Now, how about we get this show on the road so that we can come back for the good stuff.”
She giggles, gives me one last squeeze and steps back. She’s a little teary, but she’s smiling, so I know she’s okay.
“Let me just braid my hair and we can get going.”
Gripping her shoulders, I gently turn her around, gathering her hair. I tell her, “I’ll do it for you Em.” Sectioning her hair, I quickly braid it. Braiding was something I’d done not just for Ruthie, but for Lizzie and each of my granddaughters.
“Tie?” I ask, holding out a hand for one. Emily takes one off her wrist and hands it to me over her shoulder. Tying the end off, I press a kiss to the back of her head. “All done darlin’.”
“Thank you, let me grab my jacket and we can go.”
Picking up her jacket from where she’d hung it over the back of a chair, she swung it over her shoulders. I can’t wait to see her in my colours come this weekend.
“Can’t wait for you to get my cut this weekend darlin’,” I tell her, holding out my hand for her to take.
“And I can’t wait to be wearing it,” she replies with a bright smile as we leave the house, closing the door behind us. We get on my sled and ride to the front of the clubhouse where the brothers are waiting for us.
They start revving their rides and whistling as soon as they see us. Behind me, Emily laughs out loud at their antics. And I have to smile. There’s nothing better than the camaraderie of the brotherhood.
I fall into my place as Maestro leads us out. We don’t have far to travel to the bar that the club owns. The bar had been ours for years and had originally been bought to launder our dirty money through, along with the garage and the diner.
It had become the go-to place for the club to go to for celebrations. It had good food and great music.
We piled into the bar and took over. Greeting regulars and mingling with the locals. Not only was it a place we went to for a good time, it was a handy way to keep an eye on the pulse of the town.
A couple of hours later I’m propping up the bar with a few of my brothers, enjoying the atmosphere and keeping an eye on the women who had taken over the dance floor.
It was one of the best nights I’d had in a long time, and I was looking forward to how it was going to end.
“Emily looks happy, Red,” Cash says.
I eyed my woman and I had to agree. She glowed.
There was no other way to explain how Emily looked as I watched her laughing and shaking her ass on the dance floor with Stacey, Lizzie, Jenny and a few other ladies from the Queens Wraiths MC.
“She does,” I agree. Finishing my beer I put the bottle on the bar, telling them, “I’m going to dance with my Old Lady then I’m taking her home. I’ll see you fuckers later.”
They laugh, but they’d learn that if you knew how, then dancing was foreplay for better things to come. There was nothing more enjoyable than having your Old Lady in your arms.
Walking up behind Emily, I grip her hips and press a kiss to her bare shoulder. “Dance with me, darlin’,” I whisper in her ear, smiling slightly as she shivers, and goosebumps rise along her arms. “Or if you prefer, we could go home,” I nipped lightly at her ear.
Emily turns and smiles a sultry smile at me. Resting her arms on my shoulders, she replies, “You can take me home any time, handsome, but I’d really like one dance first.”
“One dance it is then,” I agreed, moving us around the dance floor to the country song that’s playing. I didn’t mind dancing; it meant I got to hold her close to me, which was no hardship.
It was more than one dance, though; we spent the next hour lost in each other on the dance floor until the band let us know this was their last song.
“Time to go home, darlin’.”
“Okay,” she agrees, lifting her face for a kiss. Keeping it short and sweet, I press my lips softly to hers before escorting her from the dance floor to get her jacket.
Calling out goodbye to everyone as we leave.
Anticipation was high by the time we rode through the clubhouse gates and parked at our home. Holding out my hand for Emily, I wait for her to dismount before getting off my sled and removing my helmet. Her eyes meet mine, and I can read the heat and need I’m feeling in hers.
I’m completely focused on the gorgeous woman who has me tied up in knots. I can’t wait to get her into our home and into our bed.
With that thought in mind, I bend and scoop her up in my arms, smiling as she laughs and hurriedly puts an arm around my neck. “You crazy man. What are you doing?”
“Getting you to our bed in the quickest way possible,” I reply, and she laughs again, burying her head in my neck.
“Well, you won’t find me arguing with that. But hurry before you put your back out.”
“Woman,” I growl. “You’re not heavy. I lift weights that weigh more than you do.”
“Jesus, Deck. I feel like a teenager. What are you doing to me?” she whispers as I walk into our house, kicking the front door closed behind us. I don’t waste time getting us to our bedroom.
Removing my arm from under her thighs, I let go of her legs and allow them to drop gently down until she’s standing, leaning up against me, arms still around my neck. Running my nose along her bare neck to the curve of her shoulder, I press a kiss to the curve.
Emily moans low in her throat, tilting her head to the side and allowing me better access to her creamy skin.
Running my tongue along the pulse beating at the base of her throat before closing my lips and suckling gently until she shifts restlessly in my arms, I work my way up her neck until I reach her mouth and devour her soft, plump lips.
I’m hard as a rock. Grinding my cock against her stomach, I cup her cheek with my palm and tilt slightly for better access to her luscious mouth, kissing her like I’ve dreamed of doing since I met her.
“Open your eyes for me, darlin’,” I whisper against her lips and wait for her gorgeous eyes to open. When they do, they’re hazy with need.