Chapter Twelve
I haven’t been able to sleep all night. I’ve tossed and turned waiting for him to come. Every little noise is making my heart stutter, thinking he is here.
So when it finally comes, I am practically halfway out the window into his arms.
“Mami, I’m here. It’s okay,” he tells me as he holds me to him.
I’m all cried out, though. No tears come as I let myself savor being in his arms.
The tension in my body doesn’t leave, though.
“What can I do to help?” he whispers.
“You being here is enough,” I tell him.
When I pull back, I can see how exhausted he looks. It’s obvious he rode all night, and yet he still chose to come see me first.
“Come inside,” I tell him, climbing back into the window before gesturing for him to follow.
“Farrah…” he starts.
“I don’t care. She already hates me. I don’t want to be alone,” I admit softly.
He climbs through without another question. Once inside, I lead him to my bed. I climb back in and watch as he strips to his boxers, laying his cut on my dresser before coming to join me.
When I’m in his arms, I try to let it all go. I have him. He’s with me.
Still, my body is taut. There is no relief.
“Settle your mind, Mami,” Loyal whispers.
“It’s not my mind that’s the problem. It’s my body. It’s full of tension.”
He starts rubbing my shoulder. “Would a massage help?”
I shrug in his arms.
“Tell me what you need, and I’ll do it. I want you to get some rest. You have a shift in a few hours,” he murmurs against my head before kissing it.
“Well…” I mutter.
“Say it,” he demands.
“Orgasms with you always make me sleepy.”
He growls, flipping me over onto my back. “Lay back and enjoy then. Try not to scream too loud.”
Then he moves down my body, burying his head between my legs. He doesn’t even bother peeling off my sleep shorts. He pushes them aside as he begins to eat like a man starved.
The sudden assault on my system has my body on edge. It’s been so wound up all day that the sensations are almost too much.
Loyal continues to lick my clit, sliding his fingers through my wetness as he does so. When he finally presses two fingers in, my hips arch off the bed. He’s right there to pin them down, though, keeping me in place for him to do his work.
“Matt,” I moan.
He doesn’t respond with words, but I feel a finger circle my back entrance. It’s something we have discussed. Something I have always been curious about but never done.
The thought of him slipping a finger inside has my orgasm hitting me hard. I bite down on my lip hard enough to taste blood as my release rolls through my body. My eyes roll back into my head, and my body grows lax.
I keep my eyes closed as I feel Loyal kiss his way up my body. When he reaches my lips, I kiss him back, sucking his tongue in my mouth.
“Are you feeling sleepy?” he asks in a husky voice.
I am, but I don’t tell him that. Instead, I shake my head, pushing him until he is on his back.
“What are you doing, Sami baby?” he asks, genuinely curious.
“You’ve had your midnight snack. Now I want mine.”
Without a second thought, I move down his body until I’m face-to-face with his erection. Pulling his boxers down, I smile when he springs out, ready for action.
“Sami…” Loyal starts, but it turns into a groan when I take him into my mouth.
I never liked blow jobs before Loyal. Hearing him make the sounds he is making now makes me love them.
“Mami, fuck. Like that. That’s right. Take it,” he tells me, his hand pressing slightly on the back of my head, forcing my head to go lower.
I gag, but manage to pull back a bit.
“You look so good taking my cock. Do you like taking a younger man’s cock? Does it turn you on to know that you can make my cock this hard?” Loyal’s husky tone has my pussy dripping and ready for more.
I don’t stop, though. I want him painting the back of my throat.
I moan against his cock, forcing myself to go deeper, his hand right there to assist me.
“Is this making you wet?” he asks.
I try to nod as I hum against him. That makes him curse again.
“Show me. Put your fingers in that pretty pussy and show me how turned on you are.”
Using my free hand, I do as he asks, playing with my clit while sucking his cock.
“God, you are such a good fucking girl. A goddess, really. The way you take my cock, it’s like you were made for me. You were made for me, weren’t you, Mami?”
I can’t say anything. All I can do is up my pace, showing him the answer with my mouth and body.
“I’m going to come, Sami. If you don’t want to swallow it, you better pull off now,” he warns, letting up on the pressure on my head.
I reach back and put his hand back, firmer, and continue on.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” he mutters as he starts thrusting up into my mouth.
I work my clit faster trying to get there with him, but he beats me, grunting as his cock jerks in my mouth.
I swallow every drop, only pulling back when his hand starts to stroke my hair.
“Something about sucking your cock is soothing,” I admit.
He smirks. “I’ll let you suck me anytime you want, Mami.”
Moving up the bed, I lay by his side.
“Did you get your second?” he asks.
I hesitate. In the past I would lie, but Loyal doesn’t want lies.
So I shake my head.
He smirks. “Good. I should probably get busy on that.”
After giving Sami another orgasm using my mouth and fingers, I settle in next to her. Her eyes are half closed now, her face peaceful.
I did that. I was able to take the tension that lined her face and erase it from existence.
I don’t know why, but it makes me want to puff out my chest. I want to roar from the mountaintops that she is my woman and no one else can have her.
It’s barbaric, but fuck if I don’t feel it.
We aren’t quite there yet. I hope we get there, but until things with her daughter are settled, everything is uncertain.
I feel like I am living on borrowed time.
One morning she can wake up and decide this was all a mistake.
She could leave me, and as much as I would want to stop her, I’m not sure I would.
I don’t want to let her go, but I refuse to hold on so tight that she suffocates. She’s already been through that once with her ex. I won’t make her do it again with me.
I hold her to me, willing her to rest when she speaks softly.
“Billy mentioned some things about your past. We don’t have to talk about it. I know you had a past before me, and I don’t judge you for it, but I want you to know if you did ever want to talk about it, I’m here.”
I sigh. Of course the guy looked me up. I can’t even be mad at him. I would do the same thing if my ex and my child were around someone. I don’t think that’s necessarily why he did it, but still, man has some balls at least. I give him credit.
I just wish he wasn’t using my past to hurt Sami.
It’s not as if I didn’t look him up too. I know everything about the man. Even down to the woman he has been sleeping with.
Such a double standard, but the guy is a tool, so I’m not surprised.
“I won’t go into details. You don’t need all of that, but I grew up rough.
I’ve told you that before. Well, I probably didn’t tell you that I did some things I’m not proud of.
I’m talking stealing and lying. Running from the cops.
I have a record for a reason. Some of the arrests were warranted.
Others were not. Either way, I will never be the clean-cut guy. I will always be the tattooed biker.”
She turns my head as she looks up at me from her place on my chest. “I’m starting to really like my tattooed biker. I don’t care what you had to do to survive in the past.”
I swallow hard. “What about what I do to survive now?”
She frowns. “Tell me. I want to know.”
I nod. “You know I’m part of the Lotus MC. Do you know anything about them?”
“Rumor is that it’s an outlaw biker gang that is on the wrong side of the law. You aren’t like that, though. You are a good man.”
“The rumors…they aren’t all true, but many are based on the truth.
We are outlaw bikers. We do things that aren’t exactly considered legal.
We have a moral compass, though. We don’t hurt innocent people.
We protect what is ours at all costs. We are a family.
One that might color outside the lines at times, but we love fiercely,” I promise her.
“What laws do you break?” she asks.
Usually we wouldn’t tell our women this. We keep them in the dark as best we can, but Sami isn’t just any woman. If she needs to know the truth to make an informed decision, I’ll tell her.
“Mostly running product. Guns and drugs. Sometimes money. We don’t deliver it here in town.
We try to keep it outside of the city as much as we can so the drugs being sold here have nothing to do with us.
I know it sounds bad, but if we didn’t do it, someone else would.
This is how we keep the club alive. How we keep our streets safe. ”
She looks away for several minutes. I wait for her decision. She could tell me to leave. I would do so without hesitation because I respect her. Or she could accept who I am. Who my family is.
When she looks back, she looks conflicted.
“I won’t say I like it because I don’t. Especially knowing you are out there transporting this stuff.
I assume that is where you were tonight?
” When I nod, she continues. “I will worry about you. Still, it doesn’t change how I feel about you.
I don’t think you are a bad man. I think sometimes life forces us to do things we wouldn’t normally do. Like lash out at our children.”
I cup her cheek. “Hey, let’s not go back there. If you want another orgasm, just ask. No need to stress yourself out for it.”
She snorts but smiles. It’s the result I was hoping for.
“I’ll try my best not to. I make no promises, though.”
I press a kiss to her forehead. “Listen, you seem on the fence. I don’t want you to make any decisions without seeing what life would be like.
How about you join me at the club event on Friday?
It’s at the clubhouse. If you like it and approve, we can plan to bring Farrah at a later date.
It can get a bit rowdy, but it will be safe for you.
You can meet some of the old ladies and see how things work,” I offer.
“You will be able to meet my family. The ones chosen.”
She mulls it over. “If I were to take Farrah, she would hate it.”
I smile. “Maybe, but then at least she will hate it because she doesn’t like it and not because someone else is telling her not to. Besides, that’s only if you don’t hate it. So what do you think?”
“True.” Sami yawns. “Friday then. Billy picks her up from school anyway, so we won’t have any issues.”
“Good. Now rest.”
I kiss her temple and tuck her into my arms.
“One more thing. What do you wear to a biker party?”