Ruined #5 (The MC Motorcycle Club Romance Series - Book #5) (7 page)

I looked at Terrance’s face. I didn’t think he knew
Brock and his dad had been behind this until that very moment. He had still
believed he was doing what my dad had ordered him to do. He really was a moron.

I looked at Brock’s face and at first he was
smirking and then I saw it change to one of complete and absolute terror. He
was looking behind me. I glanced back and saw my dad. He had come out of the
kitchen and he had a gun in his hand.

“You miserable piece of shit! Do you have any idea
how much of my life was wasted thinking you were my fucking friend? I would
have died for you and your retarded kid while meantime you’re going behind my
back, and setting mine up? Trying to kill him…” He looked at Brock and said, “I
should have given you up for adoption when your whore of a mother took off. I
never even believed you were mine, I just felt sorry for you. But I raised you
like you were mine, me and Gail both. You had everything a kid could want or
need and this is how you repay me?”

“Dad, I can explain.” Brock tried. My dad gripped
the gun tighter and said, “Shut up! It’s my turn to talk.”

I saw Blake moving his hand out of the corner of my
eye. I yelled, “Dad!” just before he got the pistol out and fired at my dad.

My dad had taken the cue and ducked. The bullet came
about an inch from taking off his head. In the chaos that ensued, Terrance and
his dad took off. Brock seemed to be stuck to his stool either by the guilt Dad
had just instilled in him, or fear. I wasn’t sure which. My dad took off after
the other two, so I stayed with Brock, just so he didn’t get any ideas. I was
packing, but I didn’t want to take it out unless it came down to life or death.
I had to keep in mind that the camera was rolling.

“Dax, please…Talk to Dad. Don’t let him…I don’t want
to go to prison.”

I knew the look on my face had to be hilarious.
Imagine the irony of the person who you trusted and put you behind bars,
begging you for a reprieve.

“Are you fucking kidding me? You want me to put in a
good word
for you? Now who’s the
crazy one?”

“I’m sorry,” he said.

“Too little too late…Brother.”

That was when we heard the gunshots. There were two
of them. Brock and I both froze. I said a prayer for my dad’s soul, just in
case it was
him
who got hit. A few minutes later,
Terrance came flying in the back door
like
he’d been
pushed. He had a bloody nose and split lip. He stopped himself from eating the
wood floor by grabbing onto the counter. My dad came in after him. He didn’t
seem to have any injuries, he was just breathing hard.

“Call the cops, Dax,” my dad said.

“Dad,” Brock tried again.

“Don’t call me that, ever again,” my dad said. He
walked over and grabbed a beer from behind the bar. He opened it and began to
gulp it down. While he did that, I called the police. I asked for my favorite
detective and when I hung up I said, “They’re on the way.”

My dad turned to me and he looked sadder than I’d
ever seen him as he said, “I’m so sorry, Dax. I’m sorry I didn’t believe you.”
Then he looked at Brock and Terrance and said, “If the two of you—”

“Dad,” I interrupted him. I was still hyper-aware of
the tape. I didn’t want to say it so I tipped my head back just enough to cause
him to look up. When he saw the camera, he smiled.

“I’ll be damn,” he said. “I always knew you were the
smart one.” He looked back at Terrance and Brock and said, “I was just going to
remind you that the law and your prison sentence will probably be a lot more
comfortable if you just admit your guilt when the police get here.”

We heard the sirens approaching. My stomach clenched
at the sound of it. I was excited about finally clearing my name, but I didn’t
know if that sound would ever not make me a nervous wreck.

CHAPTER
ELEVEN

OLIVIA

I had a great first day of school and I was still
walking on air as I crossed the lot to where my car sat and my phone rang. It
was my uncle.

“Hey, I’m just leaving campus now,” I told him. I
thought he was calling to see when I was coming in.

“That’s okay, honey. I don’t need you here tonight.
I just wanted to catch you before you heard something on the news and started
worrying. There was another shooting today.”

“Oh my God, Dax?”

“No Liv, as far as I know, Dax is fine. This is why
I didn’t want to risk you hearing it on the radio or something. It was Blake,
Terrance’s dad. He’s dead.”

“Oh God. Who killed him?” In my head I was saying
over and over
, “Please don’t say Dax, please don’t say Dax.”

“It was Bull,” he said. I knew it was wrong, but I
really didn’t care what they did to Bull, as long as Dax was okay. “That’s all
I know so far, honey.”

“Thank you for telling me. You’re right, if I’d
heard it on the radio I would have freaked. I need to go see Dax.”

“I figured. Be safe.”

“I will,” I told him.

Before I started the car, I called Dax. His phone
was going straight to voicemail and even though my uncle said he was okay, it
still made me sick to my stomach not being able to get ahold of him. I didn’t
leave a message; I just went straight to Dax’s parent’s house as soon as I got
back into town. I knocked on the door and waited. A few minutes later,
I
was ready to knock again but the door was pulled open. Dax
was standing there and I startled him by throwing my arms around his neck and
hugging him tight. Then, I kissed his entire face. At last, I pulled away and
said, “Please stop scaring me like that. My heart can’t take it. What the hell
happened?”

He smiled at me and said, “It’s all over now, baby.”
He brought his lips down to meet mine and we kissed, passionately. He had me
pinned against the door and as his tongue explored my mouth his hands began to
explore my body. I suddenly thought about Gail or Bull walking in. I had to
struggle with him, but I was finally able to pull away.

“Where are your mom and dad?” I asked him.

He grinned and said, “My mom went to bail my dad
out. I’ll tell you about it later. Right now, I want to show you my room.”

“But I’ve already seen it,” I said with a smile.

“Not like this you haven’t,” he said.

******

I followed him into his room, feeling like a
teenager, sneaking around while his parents were out. He took my hand and as he
sat down on the bed, he pulled me down onto his lap and began lovingly kissing
and nibbling on my neck. He was still holding
my
hand
and our fingers were laced together tightly. I felt him squeeze my hand as he
moved his mouth up to my ear lobes. He nibbled and sucked on one for a while,
and then moved to the other side and shoved his tongue deep into my ear. That
sent violent shivers down my spine.

I was shaking. I wanted him so badly that I
physically ached for it. I pushed back so that he lay down and I was still on
top of him. I could feel his erection straining to escape from his jeans. As we
kissed passionately with our tongues dancing in and out of each other’s mouths
I rubbed my pelvis against him, hard. I could feel my panties getting wetter
and wetter. We hadn’t had sex for a little over two weeks, but at that point it
felt like months. I was like an animal in heat. I felt his hands underneath my
skirt, exploring my ass, squeezing and massaging it.

I was so excited that as we kissed, I bit down on
his lower lip. I felt his cock jump and that spurred me on more. I sucked it
into my mouth and he began to buck his hips up and down, grinding his still jean
clad cock into me. The hands that had been exploring my ass suddenly cupped it
and pushed me up higher on his chest. Then I felt one of his fingers begin
gently rubbing back and forth across the soaking wet crotch of my panties. I
squirmed around as he teased me, rubbing all around the outside lips, but still
on top of the panties and completely avoiding my engorged clit. It was probably
best, because I felt like it was going to explode. I was whimpering and
shamelessly grinding myself against him.

All of a sudden he grabbed me by the waist and
flipped me over on my back, pinning me between him and the bed. I had my arms
above my head and he took one of his and held onto both of my wrists at the
same time, limiting my movement. I was so turned on I could hardly stand it. He
grabbed my shirt and pulled it up and over my head and then released my wrists
to get it off my arms. He reached down and relieved me of both my skirt and my
panties in one fell swoop. Lastly, he unhooked my bra and discarded it as well.
He let out a sharp breath as he looked at my breasts.
I
loved the look in his sexy eyes when he was turned on.

He moved his head down and sucked one nipple into
his mouth. He sucked and licked, causing me to quiver and moan. While he did
that, he used his hand to pull and tweak at the other nipple. It felt
fantastic. When he switched his mouth to the other breast he nipped at my
sensitive nipple with his teeth.

My senses were all going crazy and I yelled out, “Oh
my God!”

I felt him looking at me while his fingers continued
to pull and pinch and twist my nipples. I opened my eyes and in a husky whisper
he said, “This is going to feel even better baby girl.”

He slid his body down and buried his face deep into
my pussy. In the throes of passion, my hips bucked desperately in rhythm with
his tongue as he expertly traced the outline of my now throbbing clit. I
grabbed the sheets and balled them up in my fist as he continued to lick and
suck but I was startled to also feel the thickness of his finger slide up
inside of me as he sucked on my clit and made me want to scream. After a bit,
he replaced the finger with his tongue. He would shove it in as deeply as it
would go and then run it over and across my lips, making sure he got all of the
juices that were there for him.

My body was on fire, my mind was numb and I was in
the throes of a climax. I grabbed his head in my hands and I cried out his
name. It only encouraged him to slip the finger back in and increase his tempo.
I wanted to scream, but I made myself keep my lips closed so it came out like a
desperate whimper.

“You’re so fucking sexy baby,” he whispered against
my flesh.

His voice vibrating against me drove me wild. The
orgasm surged through my body and headed for release. When it happened, it was
going to be like an explosion. He reached up and fondled a handful of one of my
breasts while the other hand continued to help his tongue torture my pussy.

I couldn’t hold it back any longer and when I
finally reached my climax it was everything I knew it was going to be.

It was mind-blowing.

The only thing that would have made it better would
have been if I was sure we were still alone and I could have screamed out loud.

He rubbed me gently between my legs and held onto me
tightly as I rode wave after wave of pleasure, and when I finally came down and
opened my eyes he was staring at me and smiling.
 

“That was amazing,” I told him with a smile.

He brought one of my hands up to his lips and kissed
it.

“Yes it was,” he said. I felt him reach down and unbutton
his pants. He stood up and with one swift movement he took down his boxers and
jeans. Then he pulled his t-shirt over his head. The only light in the room was
natural light coming in through the slats of the blinds. Dax was the most
gorgeous thing, man, woman, inanimate object, that I’d ever seen.

He reached down and took his cock in his hand and he
began to stroke it while he still stood over me. I sat up and ran my tongue
along the head of it and down the shaft.

He shivered and said, “Fuck.”

He nudged me back gently and climbed back on top of
me. He positioned himself against me where he could rub the head of his hard
cock against the incredibly sensitive nob of my clit as he kissed me. He kissed
my lips first and then down along my neckline and across my collarbone.

He kissed back up to my ear and whispered, “I love
you,” with his sexy mouth pressed right up against it. Then I felt him slide
into me at last.
It was the sweet ecstasy I had been waiting
for
. I wrapped my legs tightly around him and put my hands on his
shoulders as he began to plunge in and out of my pussy.

He reached down and pulled up my legs, placing one
on either side of his shoulder. He was in the perfect position to hit my
G
spot and every time he did, I cried
out. I put my arms around his neck and pulled myself up so that I could reach
him with my mouth. I bit down on his neck and sucked a piece of it into my
mouth as he moaned.

His thrusts down and mine up were in perfect
harmony. I felt my body begin to tense up and I knew that another climax was on
its way. My fingernails slid down across his shoulders, scraping his back
lightly as we both increased our tempo and as I felt the orgasm once again
racing through me, I had to grab and bite down on the pillow under my head to keep
from screaming. I felt my pussy tighten around him and I bucked back as the
head of his cock once more hit the
G
spot. I began to explode with pleasure.