I had ridden 11 hours straight, only stopping for fuel. My hands were numb from the wind, my face covered with the skull scarf. It’s saving my face from the chill of riding. Her smell embedded into the fibers. I didn’t even realize she had sprayed it with her perfume until I had ridden from the clubhouse and the wind kicked up as my speed grew.
A smile licked my lips as I smelt her all the way there and now all the way back. I hadn’t done the speed limit, passing cars and trucks at a dangerous speed. But I didn’t care. I had one thing on my mind and that was my woman, her naked body against mine with her hair fanned out over my pillows. As I pictured me driving my cock inside her pussy, she screamed my name and dug her nails into the flesh of my back.
I was so close to passing out from exhaustion and a hangover from hell as we pulled into the club house. The rumbling of our Harleys was in unison as we backed up in line. Hawk and his boys took the wall across from us. Chica’s came out from the clubhouse knowing the men will need to be looked after. Food, water and fucked.
Me I had one women on my mind I didn’t need no food nor water, I needed her and her alone. I would drink from her wet pussy as my tongue made fast work of pleasing her. That phone sex was hot as sin but good god nothing matches the real thing. Kicking my stand down and tilting my bike, I step from her on shaky legs stretching out all the creaks and clicks, all the stiff joints and tired muscles.
I make fast work of removing my gear before I can hang my helmet. I hear her scream my name. Looking up she’s running toward me. I catch her as she slams into me like a bullet, wrapping her arms and legs around me tight. Her lips crash into mine our tongues finding each other.
Walking with her still in my arms, kissing her with one eye open, I take us into the club house and up toward my room. I just about make it until I hear the shocked gasps of the brothers and the second chapter that’s visiting. I seen their bikes outside and to them I am fucking with fire having the Prez.’s daughter around my body with her tongue in my mouth. To me and the AOS it’s sweet, not in their faces sweet, judging by the silence of the room. Saylor pulls back as her father, my president, walks from his office all eyes on him.
“AOS and Lone Cobras, church NOW!” he roars. Saylor slides from my grip with a sigh. Her eyes meet mine. She’s pissed that her father has ruined what would have been an epic fuck session.
“Later, babe. Wait for me in my room. Preferably naked.” Winking at her she leans up on her top toes and bites my lip while grabbing my cock, which is so hard behind my jeans I fear exploding right here in front of all the hungry eyes.
“You got it, biker boy.” Turning she walks from me. I watch her take the steps. The way her hips sway, her ass tight and stunning in her jeans with the AOS top tied tight in a knot at the back showing just the tiniest hint of skin.
Grabbing a beer coz my mouth is dry and picking up a glass of ice my throbbing cock needs that. My head still fucking hurts, now both my heads hurt. I head into church, slump into the chair as Ace sits down with Abe next to him. Flame helps Viper into his seat as the gavel comes down and we all shut up and fucking listen.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Saylor
After getting the text from Asher that they were going to be a few more days I was frustrated. I missed him like crazy and was horny as hell. Not having my man’s hands all over me and his big cock pounding into me was starting to fray my nerves. Knowing he could be hurt wasn’t helping matters.
I’ve been around the club my entire life. I know how things go but that doesn’t make it easier. I now have firsthand experience what my mom went through when dad would go on a run. It sucks, the not knowing. The fear that something could happen to them, to him. I don’t want to even consider my life without him now that he’s fully in it.
Asher texted me this morning saying they were riding straight through and would be back by evening with some guys from another club. Mom wrangled all us girls together to get the club ready for the guys return. Senna and I, accompanied by a prospect, went to the store with a list a mile long of shit we needed. Enough food to feed an army and plenty of booze to drown us all. Sounds like there’s going to be one hell of a party here tomorrow night. Once Asher gets back, we will be having a party of our own in his room.
As we drive back to the clubhouse with our security in tow Senna blurts out, “I’m pregnant!”
My foot slips off the gas and I quickly recover. I regain speed as I see the prospect flash his lights at me in my side mirror. Waving my hand out the window to let him know all is good I glance at my sister wondering why I’m just finding out.
“How long have you known?” I ask curiously.
“Only a few days. I’ve been puking every morning for the past week and my tits hurt something fierce. So, I took the test and yep…two pink lines. Fucking Luca and his super sperm!”
I can’t help but laugh at her reaction. “Does he know?”
“Nope.” She says putting emphasis on the P. “I wanted to tell him in person. Not really something he needs to hear when he has shit to do. I don’t need him distracted.” She says with a sigh.
“I get that. Oh my god, I’m going to be an auntie!” I clap my hands before quickly placing them back on the wheel. I can’t wait to start shopping, planning a baby shower. Mom is going to be ecstatic; dad might just kill Viper.
We make it back to the clubhouse and I pull the beast of an SUV into the lot, with the prospect pulling around us and parking in his designated spot. Senna and I get out and move around the car grabbing a handful of bags.
“Please don’t say anything yet. I want to tell Viper first.”
“Of course, sis. Not my news to tell.” I say as we make our way inside and await the arrival of our men.
We hear the bikes coming onto the lot and I make a mad dash for the door. Asher is parking his bike as I make it outside to the lot.
I watch him as he makes fast work of removing his gear. Running toward him his eyes look into mine and I feel my whole body exploded with feeling as an excited scream leaves me. Slamming into my man, like a bullet, his strong hands catch me, wrapping around me and holding me tight to his hard body. My legs wrap around his hips as our lips crash together, our tongues finding each other as my body hums for his touch.
Walking inside with me still wrapped in his arms a low growl leaving him vibrating up my body sending a quiver to roll down my spine. You can feel the common room still and quiet down. Shock in their gasps as Capone walks with me wrapped around him. We just about make it through the room when I hear the shocked gasps of the other chapters and the AOS members as we walk, well bump our way through them. Judging by the sudden silence of the room they are freaking out that the Prez.’s daughter is inside the arms of a member.
Cracking an eye open I see Asher’s eyes open, his sight looking above us. Twisting slightly in his arms so I can look over my shoulder I see him, the huge man that is my father, all muscle looking down on us. His face is set in a hard line as rage fires off his disrespectful eyes while boring into ours. Yes, we shouldn’t have walked in like we did in each other’s arms with tongues down each other’s throats that way, but shit.
I know I will get a talking to for this as will Asher. He will receive far worse than I will. I can flutter my eyelashes and pull the But Daddy card. Asher, well he definitely can’t but it would be rather humorous to see. A small giggle leaves me and Asher’s eyes burn into mine in warning. I give him the ‘what’ eyes, kissing the tip of his nose as dad roars and I mean roars, “AOS and Lone Cobras church NOW!
