“Meredith,” Francesca scolded.
“Don’t mind her. She’s so stuffy.”
I snorted, unable to hide my humor.
Becca just grinned. “I feel like I should know you.”
“Yes, you should. I’m your mother’s twin sister, Meredith. Your aunt,” she clarified. Tears filled her eyes as she looked at Becca, then hugged her close. “I’m so sorry we never found you. We wanted to. I wanted to. It’s my biggest regret.”
Becca spent over an hour sitting beside her aunt as they talked, laughed, and even shed a few tears. My hand rose to my chest as I watched my girl heal and gain closure for a missing part of her life. It was beautiful to witness.
“So, you’ll come? Next weekend?”
“Sure.” Becca glanced my way. “I should warn you that I have, uh, three guys, not just one.”
Meredith looked amused. “Three? Well, I’ve got plenty of room. We’ll lounge on the beach and go sailing. Whatever you want as long as we’re spending some quality time getting to know one another.”
I could see how much the invitation touched Becca. This was just what she needed. “I’d love that.”
“Then it’s settled.”
We said our goodbyes, and Becca clenched my hand as we walked to my Mustang. She only released my hand long enough for us both to buckle in, then reached for me again.
“Void.”
“I hear excitement,” I laughed.
“And happiness. I have family. People who love me.” She blinked, fighting tears for the fifth time tonight. “I know I have a family, but this is Isabella’s lineage. They’re wonderful.”
“All of them?” I asked, hiding a smile.
“Well, the grandparents will take some getting used to. Maybe we could invite them to a biker party in the bar.”
I chuckled at the thought. “Sure. Might loosen them right up.”
“Meredith is wonderful, isn’t she? I love her already.”
“Yeah, she seems nice. And very rich,” I added.
Becca lightly slapped my arm. “Stop.”
“What? You’ve gone your whole life not knowing them. You deserved to be spoiled.”
“Oh? Is that so? How about you, Rev, and Diesel spoil me? For hours.”
“I’m down.” I paused. “Wait. I’m up. Wanna see?”
She giggled before reaching over and palming my dick through my pants, which only made me grow harder faster. “I can see that.”
“I’m thinking you need to show me what a bad girl you can be while I’m driving. I want to see your pretty red lips wrapped around my cock, baby.”
I drove away from the house as Becca slowly unfastened my belt. She was toying with me, and it only increased my need for her. Her slender fingers dragged the zipper down, freeing my cock before she was bending over me, deep throating my entire length as my hips jerked upward.
“Fuck. Are you trying to kill me, Blackbird?”
“Just make you come, Void. That’s my master plan. Make you come so hard you have to focus on the road, so you don’t wreck.”
“That’s a lot to ask.”
