One Ride (The Hellions Ride) (24 page)

A devilish smile comes across her face.  “I can take the shoes off.”  She starts to step out of them.

“Oh no, you keep those shoes on.”  Leaning down to her ear, I breathe against her.  “Later, I’m gonna fuck you for hours in Just. Those. Shoes.”  I feel her nod against me.

Pulling away without another word, I go take a very cold shower.  She cleans herself up and my kitchen table.  Just thinking of fucking her again, I’m getting hard.  Doll is here.  Damn, she twists me up in a way no one has before.

I Don’t Date

Tripp walks out in a charcoal gray shirt, jeans, and his motorcycle boots.  His hair still wet from his shower is pulled back.  The look on my face must have given away my appreciation because Tripp is smiling at me.

“Like what you see?”  He says, stalking over to me. 

“You clean up well.”  I smile up at him.  He places a quick kiss on my forehead then takes my hand and leads me out to his truck.

We get to the restaurant, are seated, and order.  Catching up over our meal, I update him on Tank and my day to day stuff.  As much as I want nothing more than to be home, lost in bed with Tripp, I need to talk to him about his mom.  I don’t want to ruin our evening, but I can’t get her out of my thoughts.  As we’re waiting for our dessert, he seems to notice my head is all over the place.

“What are you over there lost in thought about?”

“Your mom.”  I answer honestly.  Sadness quickly washes over both of us.  Damn it, Doll, learn to shut your mouth.

“Lucy isn’t your problem Doll.”  His eyes meeting mine with a stern stare.

“Hear me out, please.”  I pause giving him a chance to stop me.  His silence allows me to continue.  “My mom is gone.  I can’t know what you feel because I had her for a while, but I do know what loss feels like.  The difference is you don’t have to have the loss.  People can change.  Give her a chance.  Don’t look back and miss something great because of pride or inability to forgive.”

“Doll,” He starts.

Cutting him off, I continue, the tears prick at the back of my eyes.  “Life is short.  Tomorrow isn’t promised.  Look at Tank.  At least give her a chance to say what she needs to say before you close her out completely.”

“Doll.”  He starts again, but I put my hand up in protest. 

“I don’t claim to know her or what you’ve been through.  She needs help, and maybe you could give her what she needs to get that help.  She had you young and weak.  I don’t think she knows herself, Tripp.  I was given my dad to be strong for me.  Maybe no one has been strong for her.”  A single tear escapes as I whisper my last sentence.  “You were strong for me with Delatorre.  Be strong for your mom and help her.”

Without a word, he moves to be beside me.  His arms wrap around me, pulling me into him. Something has changed.  He pulls back, wipes my tear away and whispers, “okay” before he kisses my forehead. 

Feeling at peace, I smile at him.  Taking my hands, I place them on each of his cheeks and pull him into me for a soft, slow kiss.  The waitress bringing our dessert interrupts us.  Tripp stays sitting beside me as we share dessert.  Taking care of the check we walk back out and head home.

Doll gets to me.  I can’t say no.  I’d lay the world at her feet if it meant her happiness.  I don’t want to bring tears to her beautiful face.  She wants me to hear Lucy out, fine.  It won’t change anything but it will give Doll peace of mind, so be it.

Once we’re home and in my bedroom, all thoughts of anyone else evaporate.  My woman is in my house, and soon she’ll be in my bed.  This is how it should be.  Taking Doll by the hand, I walk us to my room.  Turning around to her, I cup her face as I lean down and kiss her.  When she moans into me, I trail kisses down her neck while I unzip her dress.  She’s pawing at my shirt.  Breaking away, I pull her dress and my shirt off.  Looking at her standing before me in a red lace bra, matching panties, and those shoes, I growl.  My erection is painfully pressing on the zipper of my jeans.  I unbutton and unzip them to give myself some room before I begin kissing her again.  Pushing her back as I kiss her, we make our way to the bed.  Laying her down gently, I quickly untie and remove my boots and socks.  

Starting with her right leg, I massage up her calf as I brush my lips against her ankle, then her knee.  Going to her left leg I do the same.  At her thighs, I open her to me, trailing my tongue on the inside of her legs.  Stopping at her core, I breathe in her scent.  She’s relaxed under me as I graze her mound with my teeth over the lace covering her.  She rocks up seeking more.  I push her panties aside and insert one finger as I let my tongue lick between her folds.  She’s drenched and rocking into me.  I circle my tongue over her clit and then suck.  Inserting two fingers, I kiss along both of her inner thighs.  Nipping at her hips, I work my way slowly up.  Keeping a steady pace as I finger fuck her, I pull her breasts out of the cups of her bra.  Swirling my tongue over her erect nipples, I then blow across them.  Their peaks are calling out to me.  Her hands on my head are threading through my hair.  Doll is rocking hard against my fingers, as I begin rubbing my thumb over her clit.  I suck hard on one of her nipples, sending her over the edge.

“Talon, fuck me now,” She cries out reaching down she’s attempting to push my jeans down.  I help her out and remove the last of my clothing.  Hooking my thumbs under the sides of her panties, I slide them off of her as she’s unhooking her bra.  Skin on skin, she was made for me as she fits perfectly to me.  Her legs come up, wrapping around me.  Rubbing the head of my piercing against her core, she’s pushing into me, as I tease her.

“Talon,” She pleads.  My name off her lips is heaven. 

Still teasing, I kiss her as I finally slide into her.  She’s tight, wet, and gripping me.  I still myself, wanting to absorb every sensation.  I begin to bring myself in and out of her making sure my piercing rubs her inner walls with each stroke.  The spikey heel of those shoes dig into the backs of my thighs as I pick up my pace.  The feeling of being in her, while her nails rake down my back, as she’s arching up to meet me thrust for thrust, is everything.  No one will ever fuck me the way Doll fucks me, matching my every move.  Leaning down, I nip at her shoulder and lick her neck and the spot right behind her ear.  As she gets tighter around me, I feel her getting close.  Reaching between us, I rub her clit, giving her the climax she’s been working for.  The aftershocks of her orgasm grip me and milk my rock hard dick.  No longer able to hold back, I release, filling her.  Once I’m drained, I gently pull out of her. 

We lay together for a while as I run my hands gently over her body, allowing us time to get our breathing back to normal.  Once we both recover, I take Doll to my shower, where I make sure to not only clean her, but give her another orgasm.  With her, I can’t seem to get enough. 

Waking up after a night with Doll, I realize there’s no way I can let her go.  Nothing’s the same without her.  I kiss her forehead.  She’s stretching beside me.  Looking up at me, I smile at the innocent face she’s making.  Her eyes say she’s in complete bliss.  This is a look I could wake up to every fuckin’ day for the rest of my life and never get tired of seeing. 

“Thank you Talon.”  She says as her arm comes across my waist and her legs tangle back in mine.

“For what?”  I ask.

“For our date last night.” 

I stiffen under her.  “Doll, I don’t date.”  I reply with all honesty.  The disappointment crosses her face at my response. 

“Oh.”  The smile she had now gone.

“You wanna do this, we do this.  I’m not gonna chase you.  I’m not gonna wine and dine you.  If this is what you want, we do it.  You get me.  I get you.  I don’t share and you don’t either.  The distance thing, we’ll figure it out.  Your dad, babe, I don’t know, but we face that too.  You gotta know though, I don’t date.  You get me when I’m not on the road and can work it out.  We gotta eat, I’ll take us to eat, but I’m me.  I’m not gonna kiss your ass, buy you gifts, and worry about making a good impression.  You get me and I get you for what we can work out.” 

Her expression is unreadable as she takes in my words.  She’s climbing over me before she’s kissing me.  My dick comes alive at her touch.

Muttering between kisses, she replies.  “We’ll figure it out.”  And at that she grabs my shaft and slides onto me.  She sets her own pace as she rides me.  Her eyes never leave mine as she is moving up and down, rolling her hips on me.

“I get you and you get me.  That’s everything I need, Talon.”  She whispers before biting her lip.  Using my thumb I pull her lip out from her teeth.

“We’ll figure it out.”  I say before pulling her to me for a kiss. 

With that we’re both quiet as she rides me until we both reach our orgasms.  We shower and dress.  Doll packs to go back.  She has to be at work the next day and needs to return to the coast.  Saying goodbye sucks, but we’re going to find a way to make this work. 

When It Comes Down to It

Getting back to the coast, I’m left empty.  Tripp consumes me.  I want him here or me there.  For a moment, I thought I was reading too much into things.  Tripp’s not one to romance me, I knew this, but hearing the words ‘I don’t date’, stung.  He has me though, and I have him.  I don’t know what the future holds, but I have him for now and that’s everything. 

Going to bed without him leaves me tossing and turning, missing the feel of him beside me.  Waking up without him burns.  I’ve never needed someone the way I need him.  His presence calms me, commands me, and consumes me.  Being apart from him, I feel empty.

Moping about it won’t change anything, so I ready myself for the day after my restless night.  I’m at the office trying to work.  My dad walks in.  His face is one of determination and conviction.

“Doll, my office.”  He orders walking past me.  Fuck, this isn’t good.

Following him in, I take the seat in front of his desk as he sits down.

“You got something to tell me?”  He asks or states, I’m not sure which.  Obviously, he thinks I have something to tell him.

“Dad, what are you talking about?”

“You went to Catawba.  You got something to tell me?”

“Yes, I went to Catawba.  I stayed with Tripp as you clearly seem to know.”  I say avoiding eye contact.

“You gonna tell me what the fuck that’s about?”

“Ummm…”  I don’t know where to begin.  “I have feelings for him.  We’re exploring things.”

“Exploring things? What the fuck, Delilah?!”  He roars.  “Either he’s gonna man up and do right by you or not… and NOT is not a fuckin’ option.  You don’t explore things with my fuckin’ daughter.”

Shit, this is not coming out right.  “Dad, he’s doin’ right by me.  We’re takin’ things slow.  He’s committed to me.”

“So you’re an ol’ lady now and neither of you fuckin’ told me?”  He slams his fist down on his desk.

“No, no, no.  I’m not Tripp’s ol’ lady.  We’re trying to sort things out dad.  Please, let me have this.  He’s good to me.” Looking in his eyes, pleading for him to see how much I want this.

“Damn it, Doll.  This ain’t the life for you.”  He states back in his normal tone.

“This is all I know, Daddy.  This is what I want.  Anything less than a biker won’t do.  Tripp’s a good man.  He respects you.  If you are against this, I’ll lose him.”

“He said that to you?”

“Not exactly, but I know him.  Don’t make him choose his club or me.  Not when we don’t know if we can work things out without the added club pressures.  Look at Tank, tomorrow isn’t promised for anyone.  Tripp makes me feel alive.  He shows me in his eyes and the ways he treats me different that I’m everything.  Don’t make me choose him or this club.  You may not like the answer you get.”

“Doll, you love him?”

“Yes, Daddy, I do.”  I say matching his gaze and refusing to back down.  “I’ve never asked you for anything like this.  I’ve done what’s been expected of me and asked of me.  You wanted me back home after college, I came.  You wanted me to go on that ride, I went.  Let me have a chance at this.”

“Doll, he hurts you, I’ll break him.”

“Daddy, everyone knows this.”  I smile at my dad as I make my way over to hug him and kiss him on the cheek.  He never moves from his sitting position behind the desk. 

“Enough of that.  Go on.  I got shit to do.”  

I walk back out front.  I’m pretty sure the ‘shit’ he’s got to do involves Tripp now.

Roundman has called me to the coast.  Doll and I start to make plans when I tell her I’m on my way there.  She warns me, her dad knows and that’s what I’ve been called for.  He’s gonna have my fuckin’ balls, but I can’t stay away from her, so he can have ‘em.

Pulling in, I climb off my bike.  I don’t make it to the door before Doll is in front of me.  She wraps her arms around me and pulls me down to kiss her.

“Hello, Darlin’,” I greet, unable to stop myself from smiling.  Yes, this precious doll makes me smile.

Before we can say more, Roundman is walking out.  He nods to me and points to his office.  I kiss Doll’s forehead before following him to his office.  His gun is out on the desk.  He earned his name from being a one round man.  One bullet.  One round.  One shot.  One kill. 

“You fuckin’ my daughter?”  He looks at me and asks.  He points for me to sit in the chair by his desk as he leans against it.

“It’s not like that Roundman.”

“Then enlighten me.”  His head cocks to the side, the sneer evident on his face and tone. “What the fuck is it?  She’s not your ol’ lady.  She’s been to bed with you.  Yet, you’re not taking care of her.  So, tell me, what the fuck is it?”

“It’s everything.  She’s everything.  You want me to give her my property patch, done.  You want her to move to Catawba, I’ll take care of her.  You want me to marry her, then take me to a courthouse, a church, or the god damn back yard.  I’ll put a ring on her finger and give her a new last name.  All that, I’ll do gladly.  I’ll give her my fuckin’ world.”

“You spouting off at me boy.  You’re fuckin’ my daughter, and trying to feed me bullshit about what you’ll do.  You gonna do all that shit for her or for me?  You say you’ll give her your fuckin’ world…what if I don’t want that world for her?  You gonna give up your patch for her.  You gonna give her the world I want her to have.”

Standing up out of my chair, he follows suit.  Eye to eye.  “Fuck the world YOU want her to have.  Doll’s a Hellion by your choices, not mine.  This is the world she knows, accepts, and lives for.  Get a few things straight, I won’t do any of that shit for you.  I do it all for her.  If she wants a property patch, hands down she has it.  If she wants a wedding, I’ll give her the white dress and the goddamn suit.  You want me to choose between her and my club…I choose her because she’ll choose to support my club and be with me in it.”

Waiting for him to reach for his gun or at least punch me, I’m on edge.  Never breaking eye contact, I watch as a grin slowly moves across his face.

“Got balls, Tripp.  Always been a tough guy.  You’ve met your match in Doll.”

“We good, Roundman?”

“As good as we’re gonna get since you’re fuckin’ my daughter.”  He hands me a small box.  I open it to see the bullet.  “One round, Tripp, that one’s got your name on it.  You fuck her over, you take that bullet.  We clear?  She’s had enough loss in her life.  You do this, you don’t get to leave her.  She lost her momma way to fuckin’ young, she doesn’t lose you too.”

“We’re clear.”

“Go out there and take care of my daughter.  Sort your shit.”

He takes the box back and moves it to his safe.  There’s no doubt in my mind that bullet will be waiting for me, if or when I fuck this up.