Chapter Fifteen
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DAISY
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I fiddle with the hem of the gown as I try to get comfortable in the exam room. After wiggling around a bit, I give up. There is no way humanly possible to get comfortable while sitting on a rubber covered table with nothing but flimsy paper covering my ass. Screw it, I think as I lay back and close my eyes. Thoughts of diapers and formula are making their way through my head when I hear the door open.
“Well, Miss Anderson, you are definitely expecting,” the doctor says as he walks into the room.
I knew I was pregnant, but hearing him confirm the home tests sends a shockwave through my body. Instinctively, my hands go to my stomach. Covering my child, I vow that no matter what happens between Preach and me, no matter what happens in my life, I will always love him or her with all of my heart. I had the perfect teacher on what not to do when it comes to parenting. I’m going to raise this baby surrounded by nothing but love and affection.
The doctor spends the next few minutes discussing the importance of vitamins and my diet, and then sends me for some blood work. As soon as that’s done, I’m on my way with a month’s worth of reading material and a prescription for prenatal vitamins. A few feet from my car, I hear my phone ding. I pull it out of my purse and see a message from Ice. Wanna help with interviews?
I know Preach is at the club, and I almost ignore the text. But the loss of half her girls really bothered Ice, so I can’t just leave her to pick the new girls on her own. Be there in 20.
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Ice looks over to me and rolls her eyes. I hide my laugh with a cough and look back to the brunette sitting in front of us. “So, you took ballet classes when you were in Junior High and you want to strip to your old routine?”
She smiles, nodding her head. “Yes, it would be soooo cool. It will bring a level of sophistication to the club. Who knows? It might even get you some new customers. Doctors and lawyers love the ballet.”
I’m sure glad I came when Ice texted. If not, I would have missed this shit.
“You do know The Kitty Kat is owned by an MC, right?” Ice asks with a shake of her head.
“What’s an MC?”
What? Did she miss the bikes and the men wearing cuts all around her?
“Motorcycle Club. You know, like the one you’re sitting in,” Ice explains, frustration evident in her voice.
She scrunches her nose and says, “I’m sure those kind of guys would like it too.”
I know Ice has had enough when she looks over her shoulder. “Hey, Rum, come here.”
A few seconds later, he’s standing by her side. “Whatcha’ need, Ice?”
“When you come to The Kitty Kat, what do you come to see?”
He snorts at the stupid question. “Tits and ass.”
“Would you come to see ballet?” Ice asks.
“I guess, as long as the bitch doing it shows her tits and ass,” he says with a shrug. “Oh, don’t forget her pussy. Gotta have the pussy shot.”
I shake my head at his words. Leave it to a brother to tell like it is.
Ice smiles as she looks back at the ballerina. “Does your routine include showing your tits and ass?”
“And her pussy!” Rum shouts as he walks away.
I can’t stop myself from saying, “Yes, we can’t forget the pussy.”
The brunette’s eyes keep darting between Rum and Ice, and she stutters, “I, I, I....”
Ice finally shakes her head and says, “Just go.”
The brunette doesn’t even say goodbye before running out the door. When the door shuts behind her, Ice and I burst out laughing.
“Well, that’s two for two,” Ice says as our laughter dies down.
“But we still have one more. Maybe she’ll be a winner?” I say with a shrug.
Ice doesn’t seem too optimistic at our chances of finding a new dancer as she heads toward the bathroom. She’s probably right, but I can only hope the third girl will work out. I won’t be able to dance much longer. A few weeks at the most, and I’ll be showing. I need to help her find a few girls before I leave her high and dry.
I sit at the table for a few minutes, but then get up and walk to the bar. After grabbing a soda for Ice and me, I go back to my spot. I can’t stop myself from looking for Preach. I haven’t seen him yet, but I’m sure that he’s somewhere around here.
A couple more minutes tick by before my phone rings. It’s Skittles, asking if I’ve seen Leah. I let her know that I haven’t, and I don’t really care where she is. If my guess is right, she probably tested dirty, or Ice found out she was selling more than drinks at The Kitty Kat. If so, she’s gone. After getting off the phone, I look at the clock. It’s been nearly twenty minutes since Ice went to the bathroom. I hope she’s not sick.
When our next interviewee walks in, I decide to go check on Ice. I stumble as I step into the hallway. Looking down, I see Ice’s phone on the floor. I have known Ice for years, and I’ve never seen her without her phone. I reach down and grab it then start to call out to her. “Ice.”
When I don’t get an answer, I realize something is wrong. Bad wrong. I run toward the bathroom, throwing the door open without knocking. Empty, no Ice. I continue down the hall, screaming her name. I’m just getting to Kidd and Ice’s room when Preach comes rushing toward me. “What the fuck’s wrong?”
“Ice is gone!” I scream, slinging the door open. Empty again.
I start to go to the next door when Preach reaches out and grabs my arm. “I thought you two were doing interviews in the common room.”
“We were, but she had to go to the bathroom. Then her ass just disappeared,” I say, trying to jerk away from him and continue my search.
“Did you check the bathroom?”
I have to stop myself from popping off. This situation is too serious for me to be getting an attitude. “Of course, I did. She wasn’t there, and her phone was lying on the floor in the hallway.”
I start to say more, but am cut off by the sounds of boots coming from upstairs. Rum rounds the corner, and I can tell by the look on his face something is wrong.
He looks toward Preach and says, “Krista’s bitch ass is gone. The fucking door was locked. She must have went out the window and shimmied down the tree.”
The reality of the situation hits me like a sledgehammer. Oh my God! “She’s got Ice.”
“What?” Rum shouts.
“Ice is gone. She went to the bathroom and never came back.”
A second later, Preach has my hand and is leading me back to the common room. He pulls me into his side, whispering into my ear. “She’ll be okay, baby. We’ll find her.”
The man holding me right now is my Preach, the man I love. With all this going on, I need him too much to worry about what has happened since I came home. I lean into him, grasping his hand in mine. He keeps his arms around my waist, walking to Kidd’s office. Timber is sitting at Kidd’s desk, and Preach leads us to him.
He lifts his chin. “What’s up?”
“Ice is missing. She said she needed to go to the bathroom. It’s been twenty minutes. I went to check, and I found that on the floor,” I say fast, breathing heavy, and handing him the phone.
I can feel my heart pounding, and a wave of dizziness crashes over me. I start to wobble, nearly going down. Thankfully, Preach pulls me back to him. “Calm down, baby.”
I take a deep breath, and I do my best to listen to him. I need to stay calm for the baby. I’m not supposed to have stress.
Timber jumps from his seat. “Call in every brother you can get a hold of. We gotta fuckin’ find her!”
Preach doesn’t bother replying, just turns and walks us straight out of the room. He takes me straight to Grams, placing a kiss on my forehead before letting go of my hand. I watch him walk toward Reese before I grab Grams’ hand and bury my head in her neck.
“Ice is gone. She just disappeared,” I say, fear for my best friend eating away at me.
She doesn’t have time to respond before Reese shouts out, “Get everyone on lockdown, right now. Ice is fuckin’ gone.”
I hear a shouted “ Fuck !” from outside, and my tears start to fall.
A minute later, Kidd walks through the door. He looks around the room and growls out, “When’s the last time anyone saw her?”
I pull away from Grams. “She told me she had to go to the bathroom. That was about twenty minutes ago.”
He stares at me for a second, then looks toward Rum. “Bring me Krista.”
I can see the fear in his eyes before he responds. “She’s not here, Pres.”
“What the fuck do you mean, she’s not here? I put you in charge of her ass!” Kidd shouts, taking a step toward Rum.
“I know, Kidd. I was watching her, I swear. I just came down to get her lunch, and Ice called me over to ask a question. I wasn’t away from her door more than ten minutes. I made sure the lock was secure before I left her. She must’ve climbed out the fuckin’ window.”
When I see Kidd’s eyes fill with fear, I grab my Grams’ hand again. “They have to find her.”
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PREACH
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Stepping outside of the clubhouse, I see Reese talking on his phone. I swear I can see the tension leave his body as he lets out a long breath. Turning to look at me, he pushes the phone into his pocket. “Go get, Kidd. We need to head to the hospital. Chipper found Ice. She’s beat up pretty bad, but at least she’s breathing. Timmons’s isn’t, though. Chipper took him out.”
I take a second to let his words sink in and say a quick prayer. I may be a biker, and I do my fair share of shit that’s not quite right, but even I know that God deserves my thanks right now. Finding Ice alive is a miracle.
Rushing into the clubhouse, I go straight to Kidd’s office.
“Pres!” I shout. “Chipper found her. He’s taking her up to the hospital to get looked at. Timmons is dead. Let’s roll out.”
As soon as the words leave my mouth, I head toward everyone else. “Get your asses in gear. Chipper’s taking Ice to the hospital, and we need to get over there to show our support.”
Not waiting for a response from anyone, I walk toward Daisy and grab her hand. “You’re on the back of my bike.”
Instead of fighting me, which is what I expected, she squeezes my hand and follows me out of the clubhouse. As soon as we reach my bike, I swing my leg over. I barely have time to sit my ass down before Daisy is sliding on behind me. When she wraps her arms around my waist, I know that everything is going to be alright.
It only takes us twenty minutes to get to the hospital, but I swear it feels like hours. I pull Daisy along as I follow Kidd into the emergency room. As soon as we step inside, Chipper motions us over to the waiting area.
“Where’s she at?” Kidd asks as he steps next to his brother.
Chipper nods toward the double doors leading to the exam rooms. “They got her in the back. She was throwing such a fit that they made me come out here.”
“What the hell are they doing to her? Why’s she throwing a fuckin’ fit?” Kidd growls out.
“They’re just checking her over. I don’t’ think she’s hurt, but you know my girl. If she doesn’t get her way, she gets pissed.”
Kidd’s body becomes even more tense before he asks, “What in the hell is she pissed about?”
Chipper chuckles before answering. “She wouldn’t stop bitchin’ the whole way here about how she was gonna piss her pants. When they threw me out, they were just letting her go to the bathroom.”
Kidd shakes his head, anger pouring off him. I can tell he wants to say something, but Chipper stops him. “She’s fine, Kidd. She’s just a little beat up, got a bruise or two, but that’s all. She’ll need you to keep a level head when she talks to you, man, because she’s got a lot of shit on her mind right now. She’ll need you by her side.”
“What the fuck did he do to her?” Kidd asks, anger and pain making their way through his voice.
“It’s not Timmons that’s bothering her. It’s Krista. She was there,” Chipper responds.
I feel Daisy squeeze my hand and look down at her. She has tears in her eyes, and I can tell she’s barely hanging on. Leaning down, I whisper in her ear, “It’s okay, Little Flower. Ice is gonna be fine.”
She lifts up on her toes, placing her lips near my ear. “I love you.”
Her words shock the shit out of me. They’re words I never thought I’d be lucky enough to hear again, words I truly don’t deserve. Why the hell she decided to say it now I’ll never know, but I could care less about her reason. Pulling her closer, I wrap my arms around her. “I love you, too. Always.”
She opens her mouth to say something else, but closes it when a nurse walks into the waiting area. “Is there anyone here for Jenna Chandler?”
Daisy and I leave once she talks to Ice and is sure she’s okay. I decide to take Daisy out to Chipper’s cabin, instead of back to her fuckin’ garage. It’s the only place I can think of that we can be alone. Tonight, I don’t give a fuck about Wayne and Holt’s threats. I don’t give a shit about my worries that I’ll hurt her. I just want to spend time with my Flower.
Daisy starts to shake her head as soon as she climbs off the bike. “Why did you bring me here, Garrett? I know I said something back there that I shouldn’t have, but that doesn’t mean that things are fixed between us.”
I know exactly what she’s talking about. She’s trying to take back her words, but there’s no fuckin’ way I’m gonna let her. “Are you trying to say that you don’t love me?”
She looks at the ground before responding. “I do love you, but I gotta be honest. I don’t like you very much. In fact, I hate you most of the time.”
Fuck, that hurt. “I don’t hate you. I love you. I don’t give a shit what has happened between us, as long as we love each other.”
She’s quiet for a second, staring at me, deep in thought. “We need to talk. I’ve got something I have to tell you.”
I can tell by the sound of her voice that whatever she has to say is not good. I know we need to talk, but I’m not ready to deal with all our shit just yet. “How about we forget about everything that’s happened, just for tonight? It’s been a fucked up day. Let’s not add to that by digging into our shit.”
She hesitates before responding, “Nothing else is as important as what I have to tell you. I’ve been trying to tell you for weeks.”
“You love me,” I say as I grab her hand and start walking into the cabin. “I know I love you. Right now, that’s all that matters.”
As soon as we step inside, I push her against the wall. “When we talk, all we do is fight, so no talking tonight.”
I slam my mouth onto hers and do my best to devour her. Her mouth opens as a moan slips from her lips, and I plunge my tongue inside. The taste of her, the fucking taste of her, it gets better every time. Just the feel of her lips on mine has my dick pushing its way out of my jeans. “God, Daisy. I want you so fuckin’ bad.”
She gazes at me for a second before placing a hand on my cheek. “I want you too. I always want you, but if we do this, it doesn’t change anything.”
Doing my best to ignore the last of her words, I place my mouth back on hers. As I kiss her, my hands travel up her shirt. When I reach her tits, I can’t stop myself from grinding into her. My cock craves the contact. It has a mind of its own and doesn’t want to wait to get inside her sweet pussy.
She pulls back slightly, looking me in the eyes. “If we do this, its just sex. Nothing more.”
Never in my life have I known words could hurt so badly. The fact that it’s my sweet, innocent little Daisy saying them just makes the pain even worse. In response to the words I desperately want to ignore, I crash my mouth down to her sweet lips again.
At first, I can feel the hesitation, but after a couple swipes of my tongue, she gasps, opening to me. My tongue instantly reaches for hers, and they tangle together. It’s almost like they are fighting out the things we can’t or won’t say with words. Lashing at each other ferociously, she places her hands on my chest and attempts to push me back. No fuckin’ way. No way am I letting her go. It’s as if she’s telling me this is goodbye, but I’m doing my best to remind her that she’s mine.
I kiss my way down her neck, nipping along the way, while my hands work her shirt up and off. Freeing her of her bra, I can’t help but stare at how gorgeous she is. My cock is throbbing in anticipation.
“Fuck, baby, you are absolutely beautiful,” I growl out before taking her nipple into my mouth and flicking it with my tongue. Daisy silently threads her hands into my hair, as if to pull me off of her. Raising my eyes to meet hers, I suck her nipple deeper, tearing a gasp from her sexy lips. Those hands that I was sure were going to pull me away just moments ago, are now holding me to her tit while I devour her.
I pull away, and she lets out a desperate groan that quickly turns into a needy moan as I encircle her other nipple, giving it the same attention.
“You taste so sweet, Flower. I can’t wait to dive into that hot little pussy of yours.” Feeling more desperate, I make quick work of the rest of her clothes, stripping her nearly bare.
“You too... I want to feel your skin. Please,” she begs.
“Fuck yeah. I’m going to have you begging, baby.” I quickly comply, nearly ripping my clothes at the seams to get them off my body. Daisy’s little hand shoots out to encircle my cock, and I nearly come right then. Fuck, she feels good.
After yanking down her silky black panties, I lead her to the cot. As soon as I lay her down, I grab her ankles and spread them wide. I look down at her beautiful cunt, and my mouth starts to water. I don’t give her time to protest as I grab her leg and hook it over my shoulder before burying my face in the sweetest pussy God ever made.
Daisy’s hands instinctively grab my head, and she grinds herself into my tongue.
“Preach,” she moans out, lifting her hips to meet my mouth. My name; finally, my fuckin’ name the sound of it coming from her lips is music to my ears. No more of that Garrett bullshit. That boy died a long time ago. Now, I’m Daisy’s Preach, and that’s all I’ll ever be.
“That’s it, Little Flower. Ride my tongue, and then you’re going to ride my cock.”
Her eyes shoot open in surprise, and I can’t help but smile as I flick my tongue expertly over her clit, then plunge two fingers deep inside her pussy. I feel her pussy walls tighten around my fingers, and I know she is close. I redouble my efforts on her clit, sucking it into my mouth. I gently scrape my teeth over the bundle of nerves, and her pussy erupts around my fingers as she grinds against my mouth with more desperation.
I lick her gently through her orgasm, keeping the pleasure going until I feel her body melt under mine. Rolling us over, I lay back with her against my chest, her legs spread so her wetness is glistening against my hard cock.
“Preach, that was...”
“It was fan-fucking-tastic,” I finish for her.
Her cheeks flame with a beautiful blush. God, she is so much more than I could have ever hoped for, more than I ever dreamed of. Grabbing the back of her neck, I pull her lips to mine for a scorching hot kiss. Instinctively, she starts grinding down on me, and I thrust my hips up, letting her feel my need for her.
“Time to ride, Flower.”
“I... Preach, I don’t know how.” Her blush deepens, spreading down to her chest, and I can’t hold in my growl of possession. It’s such a fucking turn on to know I’m her first everything. If I get my way, I’m not going to be just her first, but also her only.
“Just do what feels good,” I encourage.
She timidly grabs my cock, lining herself up with a couple fumbling swipes across her pussy lips. The wet heat has my cockhead ready to explode. Locking my eyes with hers, I see her intention is to get it over with. Before she can plunge down fast and hard, I grab her hips to stay her. “Slow, Flower. I don’t want to hurt you. You’re so fucking tight.”
Her only response is a quick nod as she slowly pushes down. “So good, Daisy. That’s it, Little Flower. Show me how you want me.”
Slowly, she glides my cock into her velvet sheathe until she's seated fully on my cock, so deep I can feel myself buck up against her womb. Her eyes are wide, and her lips are parted in an O. Her breaths are coming in quick pants. “Oh god, Preach. So big... it’s too much.”
“No, it’s not,” I say with a shake of my head. “Just take your time. I promise, nothing we do will hurt.”
I have to struggle to speak; the pleasure is just too much for me. This is the first time I’ve been inside a pussy when I wasn’t wrapped up. Knowing it’s Daisy’s pussy just makes the experience even better.
I grab her hips, moving her back and forth and letting her sensitive clit grind against my pelvis. Before long, Daisy has found her rhythm and no longer needs my guidance. She’s moving that sweet little ass back and forth while her pussy milks my cock, driving me insane.
“Oh, shit! I’m going to come again,” Daisy gasps.
I grab her hips, holding her still as she pants. “Yeah, you are, but not yet.” I pull her down to my lips, holding her to my mouth with one hand while my other arm is wrapped tight around her waist, keeping her still. I ravish her mouth until she is writhing on top of me, then I thrust up into her once, gauging her reaction. The moan that rips her lips from mine is the only encouragement I need.
I brace my heels on the cot, and holding her still on top of me, I power up into her pussy, pounding her from below. Fucking her with everything I have while she moans and pants, I can feel her pulsating around my cock, and I know she’s going to explode soon.
“Sit up and brace yourself on my thighs,” I command.
She does so without hesitation, and my thumb finds her sensitive clit with ease. I rub quick circles around the tender bud until she is meeting me thrust for hard thrust.
“Yes,” she screams in abandon as her pussy milks my cock through her orgasm.
Finally, I let go of the tight control I’ve held on my orgasm, unsure how I haven’t embarrassed myself by coming too quickly. I pull her off my cock and quickly shift so she’s under me, stroking my cock to orgasm. I shoot my cum onto her belly while I groan my satisfaction. “Holy shit.”
Seeing my cum dripping down her body fills me with pleasure unlike anything I have ever felt before, and I can’t stop myself from using the head of my half hard cock to rub it into her skin, marking her as mine.
Collapsing onto her, careful to keep the bulk of my weight from crushing her sweet little body, I hold her close, desperate to keep reality away. I know it will come and fuck things up faster than I want. “I love you so fuckin’ much.”
She quiet for a few minutes, just holding me close. Finally, her mouth moves to my ear. “I love you too.”
The words barely leave her mouth before my cell phone starts to ring. The last thing I want to do is answer it, but I know there’s been too much shit going down at the club for me to ignore a call. Slowly sliding out of her, I reach for my jeans. When I pull the phone out, I see Chipper’s name on the screen.
I look at Daisy, trying to get one more glimpse of her before the world comes crashing in on us again, and then click talk. “Yeah.”
“Where the fuck are you?”
“I’m at your cabin,” I say, not willing to give him any more details.
“You need to get your ass over here to help with clean up.”
I don’t want to deal with this shit at all, especially not right now. “Can’t it wait till the morning?”
“No, it sure in the hell can’t,” he growls out. “Someone heard the gun shots at the warehouse and called the cops. The fuckers are everywhere. It’s just a matter of time before they get a warrant. We got to get this shit cleaned up right now.”
“Fuck!” I mumble out, looking toward Daisy. “Give me thirty minutes.”
“It don’t take that damn long to get here from the cabin, so I’ll expect you in fifteen.”
“I said thirty, and that’s what I fuckin’ meant.” I’m losing my temper now. Chipper may be the Pres’ brother, but he’s wrong if he thinks that gives him the right to bark orders at me. He gave that shit up when he stepped down from the VP spot.
Without waiting for a response, I shove the phone back in my jeans. Looking at Daisy, I have the urge to forget about Chipper’s phone call, but this shit has to be done. “I’m sorry, Flower, but I gotta go.”
“We really need to talk, Garrett. It’s important.”
I place a soft kiss on her lips. “We will, just not right now.”
“But....”
“Flower, there is nothing I’d rather do than stay with you all night, but I gotta go do something for the club.”
She stares into my eyes for a moment before finally shaking her head. “Okay, but as soon as you have time, we need to sit down and have a real conversation.”
Nodding, I reply, “I promise.”