Filthy Bastard (Grim Bastards MC) (10 page)

Looking over to the man I want to claim as my own, I attempt to shield my thoughts. “You gonna get off your ass and dance with me.”

“Guess, I can.” He lifts his chin before swallowing back a shot of tequila.

He stands up and comes to me, wrapping his arms around me, just as Guns N Roses’
Patience
fills the air. He pulls me into his chest, swaying me from side to side. Laying my head against his chest, he leans down enough to place his chin on the top of my head and whistles along with Axl Rose.

Unable to stop the words from slipping from my lips, I tell him what is on my mind. “I’m gonna miss you, Brew.”

He takes a step back and pushes a stray golden brown wave from his eyes. “Let me give you a reason to come back.”

Brew

NOT WILLING
to wait another minute, I grab Addy’s hand and pull her toward the clubhouse. “Come on, Little Red.”

“Where are you taking me?” she asks, tugging on my hand.

I shoot her a quick smile as I open the clubhouse door. “We’re going to my room, and I’m gonna do what I’ve been wanting to do since I saw you walking through the mall parking lot.”

There’s no reason to explain anymore. She knew this shit was coming. Hell, it’s where we’ve been heading since the day I kidnapped her. The minute I touched her, I knew she was gonna end up in my bed. I’m surprised it hasn’t happened before now. My pride fought that shit, tried to let her go on to someone better than me. Well, my mind changed the minute she took the initiative to kiss me.

“I don’t think this is a good idea,” she says, attempting to pull her hand from mine.

My step doesn’t falter as I continue to lead her through the common room. “I think it’s a great fucking idea.”

“Wait a minute, please.” She looks up at me with eyes filled with sadness. “I’m not sure about this, Brew.”

“You know this is where we’ve been leading to, all this time,” I tell her, something I’m sure she’s already aware of. “Hell, my mouth has already been between your legs, so I’m thinking this isn’t that big of a jump.”

A slow but sensual smile spreads across her face, and she quits fighting me. “I guess you’re right about that.”

No more words are spoken as we make our way through the crowd down the hallway. When we finally get to my room, I open the door and step inside then pull her against my chest. After running my hands through her auburn hair, I paste my lips on hers and kick the door shut. My lips devour hers, bringing forth a gasp from her. As soon as her lips open, my tongue slips inside. Her flavor combined with tequila assaults me, causing my already hardening dick to turn to steel.

My lips leave hers and trace her chin all the way to her ear, and whisper, “I can’t wait to be deep inside you.”

She pulls back, searching my face with her eyes. “I want you, too.”

“Good,” I say simply, ready to get another taste of her.

My lips go back to hers, but she pulls back and shakes her head. “You need to know something before we do this.”

Something about her words causes my heart to pick up speed. “What do I need to know?”

“I want you, Brew, but you need to understand that it will only be just this one night for us,” she says, looking me straight in the eyes. “I can’t give you more.”

My brow cocks as I ask, “What do you mean?”

She cups my face as tears pool in her eyes. “I can only give you this, right now. After tonight, I have to go home, back to my real life.”

Something in me snaps, causing me to speak without thinking. “So, a biker’s dick is okay to get off with but not good enough for anything else?”

Fuck, I sound like a damn pussy. Never have I begged for anything, but that’s what I’m doing now. Without the words, I’m begging her to give me more than just a quick fuck. I’ve turned into the club whores that beg to be made an old lady. Instead, I’m wanting to beg her to stay and be mine. Well, that’s gotta end right now.

Addy turns away, giving me her back. “It’s not that. I’m not good enough for you, Brew. You deserve better than me.”

“Bullshit,” I grumble, taking a step away. I know a brush off when I hear it. Granted, it hasn’t happened to me before, but I’ve given them out many times.

“You don’t understand,” she says with a broken sob. “I just can’t promise you more than this one night together.”

Again, my anger boils as I jerk off my cut. “If you want to fuck, let’s fuck.”

Tossing my cut on the bed, I pull her into my arms and grab the back of her head. My lips find hers, and I force her to allow me in. Devouring her mouth, I walk her backwards and push her onto the bed. Coming down over her, my lips go directly to her neck.

“I’m gonna give you what you want,” I whisper, pulling away to jerk her shirt over her head. “I’ll show you what it means to be fucked by a biker.”

She’s not wearing a bra, so her beautiful tits are bare to me. My lips circle one nipple and roughly suck it into my mouth. I run my hand up her inner thigh, working the button on her shorts. As soon as it comes undone, I sit up and pull them down her legs. Her panties join them on the floor, then my hand travels up her thigh until my fingers meet her wet heat.

A moan leaves Addy’s lips and she whispers, “More.”

My lips go back to hers. Instead of a deep kiss, the kind I want to give her, it’s nothing more than clashing tongues and scraping teeth. I thrust two fingers deep inside her pussy, while I continue to assault her mouth. My fingers pound into her, as my thumb works her clit.

Feeling her dampen even more, I have to fight the urge to taste her, but I can’t do that. “You want my mouth on you, Red?”

“Yes,” she moans, lifting her hips in time with my fingers.

Wanting to be cruel, to hurt her the way she hurt me, I let my anger out. “You want to be fucked like a whore, and I’d never have my mouth near a whore’s pussy.”

Her indrawn breath hits my ears, but I ignore it. Instead, I reach into my back pocket and pull out my wallet. A few seconds later, my jeans are undone and I’m rolling a condom over my aching cock. Standing up, I pull her ass to the very edge of the bed. Lifting her legs, I slam into her.

The power of my thrusts cause her entire body to shake. Staring down at her, I’m taken aback at her beauty. She’s so damn perfect, everything I have ever wanted in my life. Fuck! I have her, have her where I want her, and I’m fucking her like a whore. Knowing I can’t do this, I start to pull away.

Her hand snakes up and catches my arm. “Please, don’t stop.”

My body covers hers as I whisper, “I can’t just fuck you, Addy. You mean too much to me.”

Before she can respond, I catch one of her nipples in my mouth. Sucking it in deep and gently, I run my tongue over it before I move to the other, giving it the same attention. All the while, I move in and out of her slowly. Going as deep as possible, her pussy hugs my length, sending waves of pleasure through my body.

Her moans get louder as she starts to clench around me. I can tell she’s at the edge already, and I want to go over it with her. Speeding up, I thrust in and out as quickly as I can. The sound of our skin slapping together fills the room, and our combined scents hit my nose.

“Yes, Brew, just like that. Please, more,” she whispers, before biting down on her bottom lip and closing her eyes.

Snaking my hand between our bodies, my thumb finds her clit. I rub small circles over it, as I continue to glide into her depths. Her hips are moving in time with mine, as she reaches up and grabs my hair. Forcing my head down, she kisses me deeply.

Her entire body is shaking as she gets closer to release. Moving my mouth to her neck, I bite down on the sensitive skin below her ear. Her screams fill the room as her pussy convulses around my cock. The base of my spine starts to tingle just before I lose myself completely and bury myself balls deep within her.

My lips capture hers again as I run my hands through her deep red hair. “You’re fucking amazing.”

Her hands move to my cheeks as she places a gentle kiss on my lips. “So are you. You’re the most wonderful man I’ve ever met.”

Then, she moves, forcing me to roll off her. Without a word, she crawls from the bed and grabs her clothes. She pulls on her shirt and panties as quickly as possible. Without even bothering to button her shorts, she walks to the door and pulls it open.

Just before she steps outside, she turns around and looks at me with her beautiful brown eyes. “Thank you, Brew. Thank you for giving me a beautiful memory.”

Addy

VISITING MY
sister was the first thing I wanted to do as soon as I left the club. Blake, however, had other ideas. He made me wait two fucking days. I spent every minute of those two days thinking about Brew. I’m still missing him like crazy, but it’s time to move on with my life. I have too many responsibilities to dwell on what I can’t have.

When I showed up at Alex’s house this morning, she started screaming. Nearly an hour later, she still is. “I can’t believe you would be so stupid, Addy.”

My head is all messed up, and my heart is breaking in two. Between thinking of Brew and wishing things were different, I’m not even sure which way is up. If I could only tell her what’s on my mind, maybe she would lay off, but I can’t do that. I can’t do a damn thing but take her bitching with a smile on my face.

Of course, she has no idea what actually happened. There was no way I could tell Alex the truth. If she knew Brew and his brothers kidnapped Trix and me, she would completely flip out. Not to mention, I gave Boz my word that I would keep my mouth shut. Still, it’s hard as hell to see the disappointment in her eyes.

I want to scream, tell her that I didn’t choose to get kidnapped. That isn’t a valid argument, though. Not considering I would do it again, all of it again, if I could. I wouldn’t take back a minute of the time I spent with Brew, not one damn minute. I would go through all the pain, fear, and anger for one more minute with him. Although there is no future for us, I would love to pretend again. I would love to feel normal again, and only Brew can make me feel that way. I’ve been missing that normal in my life. After that short break, now, all I’m back to being is nothing but my brother-in-law’s whore.

“I can’t believe that you left me here. You promised to help me during this pregnancy, and you just ran off without a word. You have no idea how bad things have been with Blake. Without you, I had no one, not one single person to talk to,” she tells me as her tears stream down her face.

It tears me up to see her like this, to see her falling apart. “I’m sorry, Alex. I didn’t think anything about how bad things would be for you. It was only a week, and I thought for sure that you would be okay for that long.”

She lifts her head, wiping the tears from her face before saying, “I don’t know why Blake was so bad. As soon as he heard you left town, he turned into a monster.”

My stomach rolls thinking of what he could have done to her while I was gone. “Did he hurt you?”

Instead of answering me, she shrugs. “I couldn’t wait for him to leave for work every day, just so that I could get a break from his tantrums. He was acting like a two-year-old that had his favorite toy get stolen.”

“I’m sorry.” I repeat my apology, as I do my best to keep from shuddering.

I am a toy, Blake’s toy. He owns me and will, until Alex finally leaves him. I knew the first time I didn’t meet him, he would take it out on Alex. She should always be my first priority, not Brew, a man that I can’t ever have.

Shaking my head, trying to ward off my thoughts, I grin at her. “Well, I’m back now. The baby will be here soon, and then you can have your surgery. After that, you’ll never have to worry about his ass again. We’ll be living the good life.”

She smiles back at me. “You’re right.”

“You’ll be free to leave. We’ll raise the baby together, just like we’ve been planning. Blake nor Mom will have any control over either of us,” I say, knowing that my words aren’t true. Now that my sister is carrying the dickhead’s baby, he will always be a part of our lives.

“You can’t leave me again, Addy. I need you,” she says, going back to chastising me.

Looking over to my sister, I flinch every time a tear rolls down her cheek. “Please, don’t cry, Alex. I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.”

“You just left. You didn’t call, leave a note or anything,” she cries as she pushes herself from the chair, smoothing her shirt over her heavily pregnant belly. “Why in the world did you think it would be okay to run off to Alabama with Trix and not even call me?”

Taking in a deep breath, I repeat my lie. “I already told you. We were only planning on going away for the weekend. Trix didn’t even take her phone, and I dropped and broke mine. My new one was delivered to my dorm room, and I didn’t get it until I got back. We would’ve came back after the phone disaster, but it was so peaceful we decided to stay and enjoy a couple more days of it. I know I shouldn’t have done it. I should’ve thought about you being stuck here with Blake, but I didn’t. I’m sorry. I will make it up to you, I promise.”

“You could’ve used a pay phone,” she says, narrowing her eyes at me.

I let out a forced laugh. “I’m not sure if you’re aware of this, but payphones are few and far between nowadays.”

Another tear glides down her cheek as she places her hands on her hips. “You could’ve found a phone. Don’t try to pull that crap on me.”

Alex has yet to stop screaming at me. She has called me ungrateful, selfish, and childish. She even told me that she was ashamed of me, causing my heart to break right in two. The worst part was her saying Blake was a monster to her during the time I was away.

Drawing in a deep breath, I apologize again. “I’m sorry, Alex. I just didn’t think.”

“You never do,” she says in a near shout, showing her temper. “You’ve always been like this. You act first, think later.”

My sister has been pissed at me many times in my life, but never more so than she is right now. Knowing that her anger is coming from a mixture of fear and pregnancy hormones, I do my best to keep my own temper in check. Still, I’m not going to be able to take much more of her bitching without blowing up.