Nickel's Story: A Steel Bones Motorcycle Club Romance by Cate C. Wells

Author:Cate C. Wells [Wells, Cate C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-09T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 14

NICKEL

Story’s asleep when I wake up, so I creep out of bed and pull on my jeans. She’s all the way on the edge, her hair fallin’ to the floor like Rapunzel or something, and I can see why. There’s a huge wet spot in the middle of the bed. I wonder if she squirted. I didn’t feel it, but at the beginning there, I was out of my head.

My skin feels tight, and uneasiness prickles down my spine. She don’t look hurt. She’s got a silly smile on her face, and I grab at that, hold onto it like a life raft.

When I lost it, when I started pounding into her, she didn’t say stop or nothin’. And she would have if I hurt her. Wouldn’t she? I scrub a hand across my face. No. She probably wouldn’t. That girl has been doggin’ me for years, thinkin’ I’m some kind of knight in shining armor. I kissed Danielle in front of her, and she didn’t even yell at me.

No way Story wanted me to bang her like an animal. She laid there and took it, and I was so gone she needed to tell me to rub her clit. The ugly rears its head and my stomach knots. I ain’t made for this. I need to get out of here.

But she’s so perfect lying on her belly, the huge globes of her spectacular ass sloping down into those sweet thighs. She’s got her legs parted, and I can see the swollen pink peeking out. My dick is raw, but it’s hard in an instant, chafing against the denim.

What do normal men do after they fuck? Spoon, I guess.

I want to; I want to gather all that softness to me, feel her rib cage rise and fall as she breathes. Know she’s safe. But I don’t feel safe.

I lost it. I was doin’ fine, and then I lost it, and I fucked her like a whore. I think it turned out okay, but what if it hadn’t? I could have hurt her. For all I know, she’s bleeding internally, right now.

Fuck. That’s crazy. I’m crazy.

I need a beer.

I duck out, shut the door quietly. Hopefully she’ll sleep till morning. I do know I’m not supposed to nail and bail; I’m not a complete asshole. But that uneasy feeling…it’s creepin’ up my throat. Chokin’ me.

When I get downstairs, I realize I ain’t gettin’ peace and quiet in this clubhouse tonight. We’re on lock down, and all the brothers are here, along with the old ladies and club pussy and kids. ‘Cause this is an MC, even if we’ve gone legit, someone’s tapped a keg, the jukebox is blarin’ Skynyrd, and the prospects are tryin’ to slide up on Jo-Beth and Angel like it’s slow skate at the roller rink. Dizzy’s boys are sneakin’ around, polishing off empties.

On a couch in a corner, Charge is cozied up to his new old lady Kayla. Kayla’s kid is asleep across them, his head resting on his mama’s tits, his feet dangling off Charge’s lap.

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