Chapter Nine
Charlotte expected to have her own bed.
She thought Shirley would demand they have separate rooms, but instead, they were sharing a room with a bed. It was quite a big bed as well, and she waited for Savage to enter the bedroom. There was no en-suite bathroom.
He turned off the light the moment he walked into the room, and Charlotte watched as he stepped closer to the bed. He wore a pair of boxer briefs but nothing else.
Shirley had loaned her a nightshirt. It was an old one she hadn’t used in a long time. It had lace and was a sexy nightshirt, more like a negligee. At first, Charlotte had declined, but Shirley insisted on putting it to some use, rather than sending it off to charity. It felt nice.
It had been a good Thanksgiving. Shirley was a damn good cook. The turkey had been amazing, as well as the potatoes and stuffing. Charlotte thought she had eaten as much as she could take, but then chocolate pecan pie came out, and she had to have a slice, while Savage ate pumpkin pie.
“Did you have a good time today?” he asked.
“I loved it. It was probably one of the best Thanksgivings I’ve ever had. I like Shirley and Paulie.”
“They’re good people.”
“And they adore you,” she said.
“What’s not to like?”
She loved when he winked at her.
“Are you missing your folks?” he asked.
“No. Thanksgiving was always a ... trying affair. Even at the club. Mom and Dad were always, well, you know.” She didn’t want to think of her parents. They fought a lot, and she was there the whole time.
Savage reached out and pushed some of the hair off her face.
The tips of his fingers brushed across her neck, and she felt that pulse throughout her body.
She loved when he touched her. He cupped her cheek, and his thumb danced across her bottom lip.
She couldn’t help but open her mouth, and she touched his thumb with her tongue, sliding it across.
“You’re playing with fire,” he said.
She didn’t get a chance to respond as suddenly his lips were on hers, and she moved in closer, kissing him.
The hand on her cheek moved down, and suddenly he touched her hip and pulled her in a little closer.
She let out a gasp, as they were more naked than they had ever been.
They had shared a bed before. The night of their first date ended with them making out on his bed, but they stayed fully clothed, and she fell asleep in his arms.
This was different.
He cupped her hip, and then she felt his hand move on her thigh. She wanted him to keep touching her. His fingers stroked up her thigh, and as she gasped, he kissed her, and she whimpered when his hand finally touched her pussy.
“Tell me to stop,” he said.
“No.” She wanted him to touch her, and she had been driven crazy by how much she wanted him to put his hands on her.
“Charlotte!” He said her name as if it was a warning, and she pressed her hand over his, so he knew exactly what she wanted.
“I don’t want you to stop touching me. I want this, Savage. I want you.” This was not forced. She didn’t care about the twelve-year age gap between them. She wanted Savage. This was very real to her.
Seconds passed, she didn’t know how long she waited, as she stared at him.
Then, Savage kissed her, and at the same time, his fingers moved past the fabric of her panties and she cried out as he stroked her clit.
She was so wet, and she felt her body coming apart to the pleasure of his hand.
He moved so she was flat on her back, and his hand left her pussy, and she whimpered, not wanting him to stop.
“Trust me,” he said.
Charlotte did. All he had ever done was earn her trust.
He kissed her lips, then the corner of her mouth, and he started to move down, trailing kisses toward her neck. He didn’t stop there, and he slid the strap of the negligee down one shoulder. She felt goose bumps erupt all over her flesh.
She closed her eyes and felt on fire, and she cried out as he suddenly took her nipple into his mouth and sucked it through the fabric of the negligee. He was hard and rough, and she loved it. She felt an answering pull between her thighs, and she cried out his name.
He moved to her other nipple, only this time, he had pulled the negligee out of the way, and she whimpered as his warm mouth enveloped her entire breast. At the same time, he pulled the negligee up her body, so that it moved around her waist. She arched up, and he moved between the valley of her breasts, but then he suddenly changed positions, spreading her legs wide.
There were so many questions she wanted to ask, but she listened to her body and felt every single thing he was doing to her. He pulled the panties she was wearing down her thighs, and she couldn’t help but gasp as she saw them get tossed to the side.
This was it.
Only, he didn’t move up her body, and she felt the fan of breath against her pussy. Then, the tips of his fingers as he started to explore across the lips of her sex. She’d never had the guts to remove all her pubic hair, so she had a small thatch of hair covering the lips of her pussy.
She bit down onto her lip, trying to gain control of her senses, but then she felt as he spread the lips of her sex, and his tongue as it danced across her clit. Charlotte had never felt anything like it. The sensation was out of this world.
Savage didn’t jerk back as he stroked his tongue across her clit, but slowly teased her, circling her bud. She had no choice but to grab hold of the blanket beneath her in an effort to keep her sanity. His tongue teased her to the next level of pleasure.
She couldn’t make sense of it. And yet, at the same time, she couldn’t help but want it and feel hungry for it. Every part of her felt complete and total pleasure.
As his tongue continued to create an onslaught of pleasure on her pussy, his hands moved up her body, and she arched up as they touched her tits, stroking the tips of her nipples. She was so sensitive, and each little touch sent her closer toward that edge. She danced on it.
Her body seemed to go into hyperdrive, higher and higher, until suddenly, she came with a gasp, being very much aware of where they were and knowing she had to keep her voice down. She didn’t want everyone to know what they were doing.
Savage kept her at that peak, shaking across the edge, until she couldn’t take any more. The pleasure was so intense, then finally he brought her down, and as he moved over her, Charlotte thought this was it.
Only, he kissed the tip of her nose.
“I’m not having sex with you tonight, babe. Not in someone else’s bed. When I take your virginity, it’s going to be in my own bed, where we don’t have to worry about being interrupted.”
****
“It’s incredibly suspicious,” Doc said, several days later.
Savage looked at his Prez, and he couldn’t have agreed more with him. He respected this man, loved and cared about him, and knowing that a few days ago he had his daughter underneath him fucking killed him.
Since they got back from his buddy Paulie’s place, they hadn’t been able to see each other. He’d been looking for ways to get to Martha Bernadette and keep a close eye on Andy. Doc had also been busy with his upcoming wedding to Maeve. It was all working right at the moment.
Only now, as he was finally in the same room with Doc and knew what he knew, it was tearing him apart, but he didn’t even know where he and Charlotte stood. It was all up in the air now.
“Have you noticed anything suspicious around Charlotte?”
“No, not a thing. I’m going to put a couple of the guys on her tail, though. Nitro, Iron. We can spare a couple of guys, just to be on the safe side.” Doc shook his head. “When it’s not one thing, it’s another. Any sign of who could be pulling the strings?”
“No one as yet.”
“Have you been able to check out this niece, Betty Jackson?”
“As yet, not a damn thing,” he said. “My guy is currently trying to locate the cell phone that sent the text messages, and the fact he’s struggling to find her is suspicious. Also, it appeared at one time Betty Jackson was the sole inheritor of the will.”
Doc sighed. “Fine, fine. You need to take point on this for now. So far, it’s not a direct threat to the club. However, if this Andy makes a move, it’ll be the sole focus of the club.”
He understood that.
“Is there anything else?” Doc asked.
“Only that it appears there is no direct link to the Bratva, and whoever his debt was with, they’re gone. It’s like it all cleaned up nicely,” Savage said.
“You see, that there is shit I don’t like,” Doc said. “No one allows a man like Andy to get away squeaky clean. I don’t like it. Get your guy to look into the debt. See what he can find.”
Savage nodded.
“Anything else?” Doc asked.
“Did you have a good Thanksgiving?”
“It was good. I spent it with Maeve, Eden, and Razor, and Mac also turned up. Also, Nancy was there. It was strange Charlotte not being there.”
And there came the guilt. He was expecting it as he looked toward his Prez. Right now, he didn’t need to bring it up, although a few days ago, he was licking Charlotte’s pussy. This was a fucking nightmare.
“I’ll get onto this,” Savage said, and he turned to leave.
Doc didn’t say a word. The man didn’t know, and he left the clubhouse, making his way out into the cold air, to go toward his bike. Pulling out his cell phone, he checked to see the information Paulie had sent to him about Martha’s schedule. Maeve and Charlotte were currently with her.
He clicked his tongue, and knew if he texted Charlotte to help him get inside, this would be easier. However, it also put Charlotte in a difficult situation.
He texted her, because he needed to go and talk to Martha first. It was insane to attempt to understand what was going on.
Charlotte responded right away, saying she would let him in, but he had to find a way to the back door.
This seemed easy at first, until he checked to see there was also a secured gate at the front of the house.
He’d parked his bike several streets down and ran to the garden.
There also appeared to be security cameras, but he noticed there was no red light on them.
Also, they didn’t move. He took the risk in climbing over the fence and making his way across the garden.
There were no guards to stand watch, no sign of life.
He snuck toward the back, where he saw the giant rottweiler dog, complete with a full tail and a very curious expression, and he couldn’t help but fall in love.
“You’re just the cutest dog, aren’t you?
” He couldn’t help but crouch down, and he smiled at the dog.
This was no guard dog. This was a giant little teddy bear that stole his heart.
He loved dogs. They were the best creatures in the world.
Although he never had a dog, he’d always been a sucker for them.
It kind of helped that he had never been attacked by one.
Even when a few of the foster parents had threatened him and got a snarling dog, for some reason, they always stopped snarling around him, and he would pet them.
He sat on the back porch and stroked this giant dog’s head, while texting Charlotte to let her know he was here.
“You’re not a guard dog, are you? If so, I think you’re going to get fired, and then I’ll take you with me.”
He stroked her big head, and finally the back door opened, and Charlotte looked petrified. Savage was instantly on alert.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Nothing. I snuck off to use the bathroom, but you wanted to come in. I don’t have a lot of time.”
He couldn’t resist bending down and kissing the dog on the head. Getting to his feet, he snuck in.
“You’re going to have to wait until Maeve and I are gone. Do you think you can do that?”
“You’re heading out now?”
She nodded.
“I can wait two minutes.” And then, he cupped her face, tilted her head back, and kissed her.
“You just kissed a dog,” she said.
“Come on, tell me you wouldn’t have given her a big, sloppy kiss.”
“How do you know that is not a boy dog?” she asked.
“Simple, it doesn’t have a dick and balls.”
Charlotte laughed and shook her head. “I didn’t take you for an animal lover.”
“I’m a dog lover. Not a cat lover. Cats are assholes. Dogs are adorable.”
She had this beautiful smile and it stole his breath.
“Are you coming to the apartment later?” he asked.
“That depends, do you want me to?”
“Yeah, I do.” There was no point in hesitating.
“Then I’ll be there.” She went onto her tiptoes seconds before making her escape. There was no other word for it.
He was fucking doomed when it came to that woman. He watched her leave, keeping to the shadows as he listened to Maeve and Charlotte leave. Martha Bernadette did sound like a miserable older woman.
Savage stayed hidden for several minutes, and what he heard next actually broke his heart, as Martha called out Andy’s name. She did this three times, and then what followed was what sounded like relief, followed by tears.
Savage made his way into the room to find Martha sitting on a small sofa, and she had a piece of tissue beneath her eyes.
“Are you afraid of Andy?” he asked, startling the older woman.
She put a hand to her chest, and he held his hands up to show he meant no harm.
“Who are you? How dare you just walk into my home? Get the hell out before I call the police.”
He turned around so she could see his back, where the insignia of the Chaos Monsters MC was clearly on display.
She shook her head. “What have you come to do? Rob me? Go ahead. Take what you want, but trust me, it is not going to bring you any happiness.”
He moved a little closer and sat down on the coffee table in front of her. “I’m not here to rob you. I want to know what is going on with your niece, Betty Jackson, and why you continue to send her text messages.”
“Of all the insulting things. Can an old woman not die in peace anymore without her life being invaded? I have no idea who you are, but I swear—”
“Andy is not here,” Savage said, interrupting her. He noticed her gaze kept going around the room, almost as if she expected to be spied on.
At first Martha didn’t say a word, then it was like she crumpled and the whole bitter older woman act dropped instantly.
“Is she okay? Is she safe? I text her to keep her company and make sure she is all right.”
“Tell me what is going on,” he said.
“You ... you’re not working for Andy?” Martha asked.
“I don’t work for him, but tell me if there is something going on. Do you need my help?” he asked. He wanted to help. There was clearly more to Martha Bernadette than met the eye.
“I can’t tell you. If I do, he will kill her,” Martha said.
And now, there was definitely no way to turn back.