Chapter 10
Chapter Ten
Reaper
Sex with Ivy always leaves me wanting more of her, and right now, I want to get the fuck out of here, get her out to the house where I can finally sink deep inside her once again. Ivy’s little attitude has my cock raring to go again, and I’m not waiting until after dinner.
Fuck that.
Taking Ivy’s keys from her, I pocket them and grab her hand in mine.
“What are you doing?” she demands, pulling back.
“You’re on the bike with me,” I inform her.
“My Jeep.”
“I’ll get one of my brothers to drop it off at your house,” I state.
Ivy yanks her hand from mine and crosses her arms over her chest. “I don’t think so. No one drives my Jeep, but me.”
“Precious.”
“No, don’t you Precious me. How would you feel if I were to drive your bike?
It’s like an unspoken rule. You wouldn’t like it, would you?
Well, I don’t want anyone driving my Jeep.
No one drives my Jeep, no ducking way. It’s an unspoken law.
Okay, more or less rule, but still, I don’t want anyone driving my Luce,” she rants.
Ducking?
Fuckin’ hell, Ivy’s cute as hell when she’s pissed.
Stepping into her space, I reach up and tangle my fingers into her hair.
“For one, Precious, you would never be able to handle my bike even if I allowed you to, and that would never happen. And your right no one fuckin’ rides her, but me,” I inform her.
I have four bikes altogether, but the one in the parking lot is my 1983 Harley Davidson FXDG Disc Glide Sturgis.
The very same bike my dad and I had fixed up together.
Angel and I both went out and found our own bikes with him, and together we worked alongside our dad fixing them up.
I was twenty-five when my dad was killed by a rival club. The very same rivals who ended up taking out my mom and my sisters.
Shaking off thoughts of them, I focus on the now. I focus on the woman in front of me. She’s my future. I think they would all like her. Hell, Angel approves of her.
“Well, then you understand that no one is driving my Luce,” Ivy huffs.
“Baby, you’re with me on the bike,” I grin.
“No, I’m not.” Ivy shakes her head as she tells me ‘No.’
Whatever, I’m done with this conversation. She’s on my bike. Releasing her hair, I take a step back, bend, putting her stomach to my shoulder, and put her in a fireman’s hold.
“Reaper,” Ivy screams, slamming her hands into my ass. “Put me down.”
I use my hand not holding her legs to smack her.
“Calm down,” I command and head for the door leading to the garage and where my bike is parked.
The garage is immediately filled with the sound of cat calls and wolf whistles.
Guess they heard my woman’s cries of pleasure as I fucked her on her desk. At least they know who she belongs to.
I find Ghost almost instantly and give him a jerk of my chin. “Can you drive Ivy’s Jeep to her house for me?” I ask. Reaching into my pocket, I grab the keys and toss them to my brother.
“Don’t you dare. I told you no one drives my Jeep, but me,” Ivy screeches, kicking her legs.
“Yeah, Prez, I’ll get it there,” Ghost chuckles, catching the keys with one hand. “Don’t worry, Ivy, I’ll make sure she’s in pristine condition when I get there.”
Nodding, I walk over to my bike and set Ivy down on her feet next to it.
“I can’t believe you just gave my keys to Ghost. I told you no one drives my Jeep. It’s a ducking rule,” she yells.
“Babe, ducking, seriously?” Ghost snickers shaking his head.
“Yes, I’m serious. It’s a Jeep thing. Now give me my keys,” she demands.
Done with this shit, I lift her up and plant her ass on the back of my bike and climb on.
I ignore her protest. She could have easily gotten off, but I know internally she doesn’t really want to.
Starting my bike, I grab Ivy’s hands and wrap them around my waist. I hit the throttle, taking off in the direction of her house, looking forward to being alone with my woman.
I also look forward to her finding out when she steps into the house, there is a surprise for her. One that involves me moving in.
I haven’t lived in a house in years. Angel and I have stayed in the clubhouse since our folks were killed.
Shit, Tombstone, for the most part, stayed at the clubhouse as well.
The only time he’d lived in the house he kept was when Rissa and Ike were living with him.
Other than that, he only kept it to remind himself of what he had with my sister Ronaele.
I get that my brother loved Ronaele, but I also know he wasn’t in love with her.
They’d decided to marry when she got pregnant with my niece Bethany.
Tombstone wasn’t gonna walk away from either of them.
But I gotta say my brother needs to finally let the past go. The ghost that haunts us all needs to be put to rest. Maybe when they see I’m letting go, Angel and Tombstone will do so as well. Only time will tell in that department.
I pull into the driveway and shut my bike off.
Putting the kickstand down, I hold a hand out to help Ivy off.
She takes it, but doesn’t say anything as she climbs off from behind me.
Ivy starts to yank her hand from mine once she’s clear of the bike, but I don’t let this happen.
I keep hold of her and swing my leg over to stand directly in front of her.
I pull her into my body and tilt my head to claim her mouth.
Ivy’s tense body melts into mine, and I deepen the kiss even more. I slide my hands down her sides, cup her ass and pick her up. Ivy’s legs wrap around my waist.
With her in my arms, my mouth on hers, I walk toward the front door.
I press her into the wood as I reach into my pocket to pull out the key I have to her house.
I unlock the door, step inside, and close it behind the two of us.
I press Ivy into the wall right in the foyer of what is now our house.
Reaching between us, I rip those cute as fuck panties away from my woman’s pussy before releasing myself from behind my zipper.
I break my mouth from hers and pull back enough to meet her gaze.
I wanna see her eyes when I enter her. Lining up with her pussy I pull her down on my cock while I thrust into her.
Seated to the hilt, I love the way she looks.
Grinning at her, I decide to break the news to her.
“Fuckin’ love coming home to doing this.
I think we’ll be doing it every damn day, considering I’ve moved in. ”
With that said, I slam my mouth on hers, not letting her get a word in. She can have her say after I fuck her, and she comes drenching my cock with her juices. Then afterward, I intend to do this all over again.