13 | The Ride Mac
J esus Christ, this woman drives me crazy. I’m trying to stay focused but fuck me having her body up against mine has me hard as a fucking rock.
I’m all over the place with different emotions. We’ve been riding all day, and the few stops we’ve made, she’s been quiet. She hasn’t complained once about being on the back of a bike for so many hours. At one of the stops, she was massaging her ass cheeks, and it took everything in me not to do it for her.
When Sin announced she wasn’t Ray, I freaked out. I knew it wasn’t Ray, but my brain had to take a minute to make sure it wasn’t Ray. Once my lips tasted hers, I got lost in everything that was Sin. Even though they are identical, Sin is so much more.
Sin’s kiss was utterly sinful, and the chemistry between us was off the charts.
Fuck! This is all messed up!
Waking up with Sin in my arms was like heaven. That fire engine red hair cascading over my chest had my cock hard all morning.
We have a few more hours until we’re in New York. I need to clear the air before we hit the clubhouse. Fuck that. I need to touch her now before the chaos starts.
I grab her hand, squeezing it and getting her attention. “You okay?” I yell back.
She smiles, giving me a nod.
Damn, that red hair flew around like the devil himself was behind me.
I yell back, “We’re going to make our last stop before the home stretch.”
She nodded again, and I signaled Chain, Cash, Wolfe, and Jammer were going to stop.
Once we pull into a gas station, Wolfe barks, “What the fuck? Didn’t we just stop?” I knew he’d be pissy. He likes to ride hard and fast to get to places.
“Need to use the restroom,” I announce.
Wolfe laughs. “She used the restroom not so long ago.”
“I don’t have to use the restroom— he does ,” Sin says, pointing at me.
Everyone laughs.
She climbs off the bike and begins to rub her ass. My dick is instantly hard. Fuck me! Her red hair flew all around her. I dismount from my bike, pulling off my gloves and gear. “I need you to come with me.”
Sin looks up, puzzled, and asks, “Why?”
“I want to make sure we’re okay,” I say, lifting her over my shoulder effortlessly.
“Mac, put me down. I can walk,” she grunts. Hearing her giggle has me busting at the seams. I can’t help myself, so I grab her ass, giving it a quick massage instead of putting her down.
“She has to pee too. We’ll be back,” I announce as I carry her to the bathroom.
“I don’t have to go,” she protests.
Wolfe yells after us, “Five minutes or else Chain’s coming in after you.”
Cash bellows, “Him and his fucking redheads.”
Chain jumps in, saying, “I’ll give you ten since I know she needs that fine ass rubbed too.”
I flip them off as they all laugh and start talking shit.
Once we’re in the bathroom, I put her down and lock the door.
She throws her hands on her hips, looking all flustered and sexy as fuck. I can see the difference between them now. Sin’s eyes twinkle when she’s excited. She’s got this sparkle that has me mesmerized.
Ray’s eyes always had a guard up like a void. That is, unless she was DJing. Then you could see the life shine in her.
I see her shifting her hair over her scar, and she’s been doing it all day. I step toward her, closing the distance between us.
“Stop doing that,” I say, reaching for her hand.
“What?” she says shyly
“Quit hiding your face. I like your scar. You’re beautiful.” I lean down and place a kiss on her scar.
She doesn’t say anything. I can see her eyes are telling me one thing, but her facial expression says another.
“What’s wrong?” I ask.
She looks down and says, “You’re my sister’s man.”
What the fuck?
I snap, “The fuck I am.” I take a step back. “She’s with Dexter. She chose him, not me .”
This information has her snapping her attention back to me. Locking eyes. “What?”
There’s that twinkle.
I tell her about the club when Dexter came to get her, and she chose him, how she left with him, how we weren’t anything. She says nothing when I’m done, but her mind is racing.
“Look, Sin. I feel different with you than I did with your sister. Fuck, I don’t know how to explain it. I feel like I’ve been searching for you long before I met your sister. I don’t know what to say or do, but I want you. So, let’s find your sister, and we’ll figure out everything else then. Okay?”
She nods.
I smile, moving close to her again and pulling her into my chest. “But I’m not going to lie, having your legs wrapped around me all day has me all kinds of horny. Fuck! I want to be deep inside you right now. Tell me you don’t feel the same way?”
Sin’s eyebrows shoot up in shock. I take her mouth when I see that twinkle in her eyes. She opens for me. I grab her ass, lifting her up, and she wraps her legs around me. Sin breaks the kiss, giggling.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” I smile, giving her my mouth again. This time, letting her take control of the kiss.
When we break away again, her face is heated with desire.
“You like that?” I breathe, giving her soft kisses and sucking her lower lip. Her response was a moan, but it was a moan that tells me all I need to know. She wants me as much as I want her.
Sin grips my head with both hands and deepens the kiss, while I caress her ass. More sensual moans escape her, and I’m about to bust a nut from her moans alone.
Christ, I need to put her down before I fuck her right here and now.
I break the kiss and grin. “We good? Are you all good?”
She smiles. “I’m good. And we are definitely good.”
I laugh, letting her slide down my body, feeling just how hard I am.
“Now, I got to pee, so you want to stay here and help me aim this bad boy, or are you going to head back to the bike?”
“I’ll be at the bike,” she says breathlessly.
I swat her ass as she leaves.
Now I need to try to pee without pissing everywhere, with my cock stiff as a board.
Fuckin hell.
A few hours later, we pull up to the clubhouse packed with bikes. We’re supposed to be patching in Redman, Chain, and Jammer this weekend. With everything going on, we’ve put it off long enough. It was one of our decisions in Chicago before we found Sin.
We park and everyone dismounts from their bikes, I help Sin with all her stuff before pulling her to me.
“Do you trust me?” I ask, looking her in the eyes. When she gives me a nod, I continue, “Okay, it’s going to be packed in here, and people are going to think you’re Ray. Just smile and let me handle everything.”
As soon as we open the door, we’re bombarded with people.
First, my pop greets me, giving me a big hug. “They have all the girls and Luc’s people in a meeting explaining Sin’s arrival. Shy thought it would be better to tell them before you arrived.”
I give him a nod, slapping him on the shoulder.
Grabbing Sin’s hand, I pull her to my side and introduce them. “Pop, this is Sin, and Sin, this is my pops, Bear.”
My pop grabs her, pulling her in for a famous bear hug, but she doesn’t release my hand.
I can barely hear her say hello with her engulfed in his chest.
Pulling her back, I laugh. “Okay, easy there, big guy.”
We work our way to the conference room, and right before we go inside, I pull her to me and ask, “Are you okay?”
Her twinkle is blazing. I still don’t know if that twinkle is good or bad, but I’m taking it as a good thing.
“It’s a lot. Just so many people,” she breathes.
I give her a reassuring hug before opening the door. I walk in first with her tucked behind me. All eyes land on me.
Ginger stands up furious and says to Shy, “What the fuck? Why didn’t you tell us in Chicago? We need to call Vi.”
When Sin peers around my back, everyone reacts. All the girls’ eyes are wide in shock and a lot of ‘holy shits’ fill the room.
Questions start flying all at once and the room erupts in chaos.
My mom is the first to stand up and speak softly, asking, “Boy, what is this shit all over your face?”
My ma grabs my facial hair. I laugh, knowing my mom hates it when I grow out my facial hair. I shoo her hand away.
Ma becomes serious and asks, “Is she the one? Let me look at her.”
Instead, I hug her and say, “Mom, please, calm down.”
Releasing my ma, I introduce Sin to my mom. “Ma, this is Sin. Sin, this is my ma, Storm.”
“Holy shit, you do look just like your sister,” my ma mumbles, pulling her into a big hug.
Ma releases her from a hug, instantly moving beside her with her arm around her for support. The sight warms my heart.
I clear my throat, getting Shy’s attention. Wolfe and Cash walk in, moving around us.
“Everyone shut the fuck up and sit the fuck down!” Wolfe booms across the room.
Cash whistles, “Silence.”
I feel Sin move closer to me, halfway hiding behind me. My ma moved with her, sandwiching Sin between us like a mama bear protecting her cub.
Everyone sits down, but Ginger looks enraged. Once she sees Sin, her eyes gloss over, and she moves toward us.
I turn to Sin and point at Ginger. “This is Snow. Shy’s ol’ lady, my cousin, and a good friend to your sister.”
Before Ginger can reach us, I announce to the room, “Everyone, this is Sin, Ray’s sister.”
Ginger pulls her into her arms and gives her a big hug. Sin stands there frozen not knowing how to react.
She must say something to Sin because she smiles and says thank you.
The room erupts into questions, and we try to answer them as best as we can. Most of the questions are about where Raydene is and what we’re going to do to find her. Sin doesn’t say anything, just listens.
While all the discussions are happening, Ginger releases Sin, giving her a reassuring squeeze before setting her sights on Shy and moving toward him, probably to finish arguing about us not telling her in Chicago.
I notice Sin’s focus keeps landing on Alexandria, who’s slowly gotten up and moved toward us.
“You look so much like her,” Alexandria says softly once she’s standing before us.
Sin smiles.
Alexandria starts introducing herself, but Sin cuts her off. “Your Alexandria Mancini.” Shocking both of us.
I turn to Sin. “You know Alex?”
Sin nods with a shy smile.
Alexandria answers, “How?”
Sin bites her lip nervously, wringing her hands.
“I researched you when I found out my sister was trying to help you.”
Alexandria looks at me and then back to Sin. “I’m confused. Help me how?”
The room has become silent.
“She said other girls were being targeted like I was, and she wanted to help…” She pauses, looking around the room, and when her eyes land on Izzy, she finishes, “But she was too late.”
Izzy stands up, moving over to us.
Alexandria asks, “She knew I was going to get taken?”
Sin breaks eye contact with Izzy. “No, she knew the trafficking ring was around you, and she was trying to find out who they had their eyes on.”
Izzy smiles. “Do you know who I am?”
Sin nods. “I read about you in the paper, and Ray told me. I’m sorry.”
Izzy’s eyes gloss over. “I’m sorry to hear about you too. But you are safe now.”
Sin starts to cry.
I try to grab her, but all the girls are instantly there, embracing her. Ginger, Izzy, Alexandria, Ruby, and Ma surround her, holding her and telling her she is safe.
When I can’t take it anymore, I shove my way to Sin. “Okay, that’s enough sharing time. I’m going to let her rest. Questions later.” When Sin looks up, tears rolling down her face, my chest constricts. All I want to do is protect her. I pick her up, cradling her to my chest. She wraps her arms around my neck with her red hair flying wildly around us as I turn and walk out of the room, not caring what anyone says. All my worries are focused on this beautiful creature in my arms.
Yeah, I’m done for. She’s mine.
When we leave the room, I hear Maze yell from the bar. “Wait. Wait a fucking second. I want to see her. Mac! I want to see.”
By flipping her off, it’s to let her know now is not the time.
Sin says, muffled into my neck, “I’m so sorry.”
I answer immediately without a second thought, “There is nothing to be sorry for, Sin. I got you.”
And I’m not letting go.
Without even thinking, I beeline it for the elevators. I’m going to my room—my private room. I want to hide her away and protect her. If we go anywhere else, someone will interrupt us.
When the elevator door dings, Sin lifts her tearful face. “Where are we going?”
“To my private suite. That way, no one can bother us,” I say softly as the doors open, and I move inside.
“You can put me down,” she says, shifting her body in my arms.
My grip on her tightens, holding her against me. “Please, let me do this. I don’t want to put you down. Not yet.”
This takes her off guard. She looks at my face and sees I’m dealing with something myself, so she doesn’t protest.
When the door to the elevator opens, she takes a deep breath, her eyes going wide as she takes in our living area. Our private floor is an open concept with one big living area, a kitchen, and eight doors surrounding the outer walls.
“Wow. Who lives up here?” she asks, viewing the entire area.
I walk her to my door, and right before I open it, I answer her, “The club officers.”
She looks around my room as I enter and kick the door shut behind me. I still don’t want to put her down, so I move toward the bed and sit down with her on my lap.
Sin sits there looking around, and once she sets those beautiful emerald eyes on me, I ask, “Are you okay?”
She smiles and replies, “Yeah. Are you okay?”
I breathe deeply. “No, I’m not okay.”