“It’s true.” He pushes his hips against mine, rocking us back and forth. “Be quiet now,” he kisses my neck, biting where it meets my shoulder as he starts finger fucking me harder.
I want to protest, tell him the thought of him dying tears my insides apart but he doesn’t stop and I turn my head to kiss him as the climax builds.
“Want to fuck you so bad, but this is all we can do, Cherry. For now. Making you come, hearing you moan for me, it’s the sweetest sound. Come for me, now. Do it, come.”
No man has ever said anything like this to me and it’s not like I can come on command. Except I am and I bite down hard on my lip to stop me crying out too loud. He strokes me through it, his hand still over my breast. It moves between them and he taps where my heart is beating faster.
Holding onto the counter is the only thing keeping me steady as he backs away. I turn around as he slips his fingers into his mouth and my knees go weak as he licks them, his eyes on me.
“Dada, your here.”
“Shit,” he runs a hand over the back of his jeans and steps around me as I turn away to get myself back together.
“Hey buddy,” he crouches down and Oscar runs over for a hug.
The way he is holding him is equal parts beautiful to see and funny because he’s keeping him away from the arousal he’s trying to hide. He stands up and holds Oscar tight, giving him a hug, until his son protests and tells us he’s hungry.
“Me too,” Noah looks over at me when he says it. Jesus, this man.
“When we go home?” he asks.
“Soon.” I glance over. “That’s our home, Cherry. I’m not letting anyone push us out. But work will be done on it first. It’s safe here, for now.”
He goes off to get Oscar and himself washed up for dinner. He is right,for now. There will be a time when I tell him I’m not leaving dad’s house, not yet and I have to go back to work, but that can wait. He needs time to wrap his head around what happened. To know we’re all safe.
And I need that too. Just for a little while. It was hard not knowing where he was all night but his words from all those weeks ago play around in my head. Only now, I don’t fully believe him. Maybe his clubdoes come first, but when it mattered, he dropped everything and came for us.
It drove me crazy thinking maybe I’m on the peripheral, a bystander, he was only coming for his son, but he’s proved to me that isn’t the case.
Having a man like him love me means life is going to be different to what I’ve known before. He meant what he said, he’s shown me how he feels. My insecurities are mine to deal with.
Work let me take a couple of days off but then I do have to go back. Noah isn’t happy, but he says it’s okay so long as I have someone watching me. He introduced me to a guy named Holdem. They have the oddest names.
When I asked, he said he was from Texas. Like that makes sense, until he pointed out it was a form of poker and he’s really good at it.
Not moving into the house with him when it was ready a week later caused a… disagreement. I wouldn’t say argument as such. He said I had to, I told him no, he got all silent and broody for an hour, and I refused to back down. Then he told me Blaze was going to kit out dad’s house with a full security system and Holdem was going to be my shadow. He wouldn’t hear any argument about it.
I agreed.
Dana is the only one of my friends I told the full story to. She was pissed as hell and demanded to meet Noah, giving him a piece of her mind about protecting me or he’d have to deal with her. He’d looked at her like she was a minor inconvenience he could forget about as soon as she left, but he heard her out, because she is my best friend.
Everything she was demanding he’d already promised to do, neither of us told her that. She left feeling as if she got one over on him and I love him for allowing her to believe that.
Noah isn’t fully on board with having Oscar around the club but when he is there, all the guys dote on him, but there is only one of them he is interested in.
He follows Stryker around like a tiny shadow. After a while, he started picking him up. They didn’t talk, but they had an odd understanding that no one else could figure out.
While he is being entertained, Noah pulls me aside and takes me upstairs.
“I want you to meet my brother,” he says, as we go into the bedroom.
“Haven’t I met them all?”
“My biological brother. He’s a few years younger than me, works in a tattoo shop in Canton. I had planned to take you there sooner but with everything going on I had to put it off.”
He sees my frown at not knowing about this and guides me to the bed. “He’s my half-brother, and I have spent most of his life keeping away from the club. It worked so well, he kinda hates me now.”
“That can’t be true.”
