Giving It to the Bad Guy (Saints and Sinners MC Book 3) (6 page)

“I don’t know what comes over me.”

Knife knelt down in the shower and pushed her legs apart. Latching onto her clit, he sucked it into his mouth as he started to fuck her ass and pussy with his fingers.

“Oh God, oh God,” she said, panting.

“I’m not God, baby. I’m just a man who loves eating your pussy.”

She moaned, rubbing her face against his mouth.

He set up a pace, fucking inside her as he teased her clit, over and over again. It wasn’t long before she was coming apart.

Knife grabbed a condom, tearing into the foil, and rolling the latex back over his cock. “We’re going to have to get you protected, baby. This is going to get old real fast.” He pushed her up against the corner of the stall, lifted her thighs, guided his cock to her entrance, and started to slide inside. “All I want to do is feel this tight cunt on my cock, wrapped around me.”

“Knife,” she said. “Shut up, and fuck me.”

He slammed the last few inches inside her. Her tight pussy squeezed him even tighter. “You want me to give it to you hard?”

“Yes.”

Pulling out of her, he turned so that she was facing the wall, and pulled her back. Spreading the cheeks of her ass, he found her entrance, and fucked deep inside her going to the hilt. “Fuck me! You feel so fucking good.” He spread her ass, staring at her anus as he pounded within her. Spitting onto her ass, he rubbed his finger against her hole, and worked another finger inside her. At the same time, he kept on fucking her harder.

She screamed out his name, and that was exactly what he wanted to hear, to constantly have her calling his name.

Fucking her pussy and ass, Knife groaned. For one year he’d been imagining what it would be like between them. He’d always known there was a risk that she would go back to that asshole who left her. Knife wasn’t going to let that fucker have her back. He would have found some way to fight for her. All Sarah had needed to get over Ralf was time, and now he had his chance to finally win over the woman he loved. Knife was going to work his way into her heart, and show her what a real man did for the love of his woman.

Chapter Six

Sarah looked at the newspaper as she waited for the time to open the door of Dirty Deeds. Saint had dropped them off to her at seven in the morning. She’d been waiting outside of the door for the keys. He’d tried to make small talk, and she had simply listened to him.

Circling another possible apartment, she flicked over the page when her alarm went off. Folding the paper, she placed it underneath the counter, unlocked the door, and pulled back the blinds from the windows. They didn’t have any over the top sexual items in the window. There were some bags, which they sold, and underwear was on display. The shelves were full, and Elena was due to arrive a little after ten.

The weekend had been amazing. Sarah had only left the hotel room on Saturday morning to head to the cabin. She winced recalling the sock that had been on the door handle when they had gotten there. Knife had stayed with her, and they’d sat outside on the steps waiting for them to finish.

The door to Dirty Deeds opened, and Sarah looked up to see Melissa, Penny’s sister, who also happened to be Pea’s old lady. Sarah also knew that Melissa slept around. Pea and Melissa had a fucked up marriage, but it worked for them.

“Melissa,” Sarah said, coming around the counter, and giving the other woman a hug.

“I heard you were back in town, and I figured I’d come and see for myself.”

“I’m all here.” Sarah gave the woman a little turn. “I guess you can’t get rid of me.”

“That’s not a problem. I missed you.” Melissa pushed her hair off her face, and Sarah gasped. The other woman was sporting a black eye.

“What the fuck happened to you?” She cupped her chin, turning her face this way and that. “Did Pea do this to you?” Sarah couldn’t believe it would be Pea, but he was the only guy that Melissa stayed with. Sure, she had boyfriends, and Pea had his playthings. The more she thought about it, the more Sarah doubted it. It was just that Pea and Melissa’s arrangement was a strange one.

Melissa frowned. “Pea would never hurt me. He’s many things, but a wife beater is not one of them.”

“Does he know? Does the club know?”

“Pea didn’t come home last night, and I’m hoping he never sees it. I thought I had touched it up.” Melissa pressed her fingers to the bruise, and Sarah saw as she winced. “Ouch.”

“You mean some of that is covered up.”

“I tried using foundation.”

“Mel, you can’t cover this up. Who was it?”

Melissa shook her head. “I’m not getting you involved.”

“Is it worse than this?” Sarah grabbed a mirror and held it up for her to see.

She nodded. “Yeah, it’s a little worse than that.”

“Erm, I wanted to get some condoms, and an anal kit,” Melissa said.

“Don’t, Mel.”

“Please, could you get them for me?” Melissa took the mirror and started to work more foundation across her eye.

Sarah went and got the condoms, followed by the kit that she needed. Ringing it up, she watched as Melissa covered up her black eye. The whole time, Sarah was itching to grab the phone, and call Saint to get his ass over here.

“Thank you for this, Sarah, I really appreciate it.” Melissa’s eye was covered up completely so there was no sign of a bruise.

“What are you going to do?”

“I’ll see you around, Sarah.”

The moment she left, Sarah grabbed her cell. She still had Saint’s number, and she dialed him.

“Hello,” Saint said.

“Did you know Melissa has a black eye?” Sarah asked.

“What?”

“Melissa, Pea’s wife and old lady, she has a black eye, and she wouldn’t tell me who gave it to her.”

Saint cursed.

“You won’t see it unless she’s had a bath. She’s covered it up. I asked her if it was Pea, and she said it wasn’t. Who would give her a black eye?” Sarah was worried for the other woman. Melissa, she was filled with confidence, and she was such a nice woman. Yes, she had manipulated Penny in the beginning, but she was still a good sister.

“Shit, I’ll handle it.”

“Saint?” He had already hung up, and she growled, pissed off with that fact she was being left in the dark. She liked Melissa. Whoever was hitting her was going to feel her wrath just as much as the whole club was going to. If Pea didn’t do it, then there had to be someone else. She didn’t get the whole wife beater vibe from Pea. Sarah had no doubt that if he did hit Melissa, the whole of the club would find out why.

For the next hour she dealt with the odd customer while also dealing with more stock. In the year she had been away, nothing much had changed in the overall running of the shop. When Elena walked in after ten, Sarah bombarded her with questions.

“Wait, what? Melissa has a black eye?”

“Don’t you know anything?”

“I’m not an old lady of the club, nor am I a biker for them. I’m only Saint’s sister. I hope Mel’s okay.”

“I hope so as well. Call Saint, try to find out what happened?” Sarah watched and waited for Elena to put the call through to her brother.

“It’s going straight to answer phone.”

“Then call Pipe. See what he can find.”

“I can’t manipulate my husband.”

“Excuse me but what else are husbands for, unless they’re screwing your brains out?”

“That’s not fair.”

“You kept me waiting for over an hour so you could orgasm. Seriously, I’m being fair.”

Elena rolled her eyes and made the call to Pipe.

She stared at her friend as she spoke to Pipe. Seconds later, she ended the call. “He doesn’t know anything, and he reminded me he’s still the Prez of the Hell’s Wolves. Saints and Sinners are a different club.”

“You should tell him to suck his own cock from now on.”

“Sarah!”

“What? Do you know I had to spend a lot of time listening to you two fuck?”

“Pipe gave you headphones to listen to music.”

“He made me feel like a child.” Sarah shook her head. “I don’t know how Bluebell can handle it.”

“We’re good parents.”

“I know, honey,” Sarah said. “I was only teasing.”

Elena nodded. “We’ll know something when they do.”

Sarah blew out a breath and got stuck into her work. The time passed, and it was only at lunch time that she saw any sign of one of the MC members. Ralf walked into the door carrying two wrapped foil trays.

“Hey, baby,” he said, and he was whistling. It was creepy.

She shook her head. “What’s going on?”

“I figured you’d want something to eat. You’ve not been to the diner and you usually are, so I got your favorite.”

“Have you heard something about Melissa?” Sarah asked, putting her hands on her hips.

“Yeah, Pea is handling it.”

Elena came toward them. “He’s going to take care of the person who hit her?”

“Yes, of course. He’s going to handle the guy that did. I tell you, you do not want to be him.” Ralf shook his head.

Sarah slumped. “Thank God, I was so scared for her.”

“Melissa will be taken care of. Now, lunch. I didn’t get you any lunch,” he said.

“That’s okay. I’m going to go and meet Pipe for lunch. I’m going to head out. Are you okay?” Elena asked.

“Yeah. I’m good.” Sarah rounded the counter to put some distance between her and Ralf. Taking a seat, she stared at Ralf, and listened as the doorbell went signaling Elena’s departure. “You’re here with food.”

“Your favorite.” He handed a wrapped foil packet, and she took it from him.

Opening it up, she saw that he had bought her a burger, and she sighed. It wasn’t her favorite. The special at the diner was spaghetti alfredo, and she loved it. Burgers were what she had when they had nothing else.

“What is it?” he asked.

“Nothing. It’s fine.” She did her best to smile at him. Lifting the burger, she took a bite. She was hungry, and she didn’t want to appear ungrateful. “You didn’t have to do this. I could have got my own food.”

“I want to take care of you. I’ll always take care of you.”

“It’s not your problem, Ralf. I’m my own person.” This was not going to happen. Ralf was a little scary. He’d never hurt her, but still, this was
not
the guy she had dated before. She couldn’t help but wonder about Elena’s warning. His eyes were red, bloodshot, and there was just something off about him. Maybe it was the crazy smile.

Ralf grabbed a chair and sat opposite her. “I want a chance with you, Sarah.”

She sighed. “We had our chance, and that time has passed.”

“It’s not over.”

“Yes, it is.” She thought about Knife and the night they had shared. Even though he’d been busy with the club, he’d still found time to call her. She loved their long talks and their time. The past year had been made a little easier when she knew Knife was going to call her.

“Sarah, we had a good thing going.”

“Ralf, I care about you, okay. Yes, there was a time when I was in love with you, but feelings change.”

“I love you, Sarah.”

She dropped her shoulders, bored with the fact he wasn’t listening to her. “Will you stop? You don’t love me, okay?”

“Sarah—”

“I’m seeing someone.”

Ralf froze, and she stared at him, waiting for him to think about what she had said.

“You’re seeing someone?”

“Yes, I’m seeing someone.” She had made her decision long before her night spent with Knife. Sarah had moved on. She’d always care about Ralf, but their time as a couple was gone.

****

Knife looked over the schedule with Shawl and Pipe for the fights. There were several fights with the Saints and Sinners MC. Knife no longer took part in the fights as he had to deal with the drug runs for the club.

“Do you still have that crazy deal in place with the Saints and Sinners?” Shawl asked.

“Fifty percent, you know it,” Pipe said.

“I still can’t believe you made it just to get on Saint’s good side,” Shawl said, shaking his head.

“There’s all kinds of crazy shit we’ll do as family. You of all people should know that.”

“Sarah’s my old lady,” Knife said, putting it out there.

The two men turned toward him. “You’re going to claim her?” Shawl asked.

“I have claimed her. Friday night, I was with her, and we’re together.”

Shawl and Pipe shared a look.

“What?” Knife asked.

“You’re claiming Ralf’s old lady. You know that could get messy?”

“I don’t care what it takes. Sarah and Ralf have been over. She’s mine.”

“This is going to get messed up,” Shawl said. “You’ll be back in there fighting in no time.”

“I’m not breaking any rules. We’re not poaching from their territory.”

“We know, brother,” Pipe said. “I just want you to be ready for that. As a club, we’ve all got your back. Sarah is yours, and we’ll protect her for you. We’re brothers for life.”

Knife nodded. “I wanted to let you both know so that when I tell everyone at the next church, you’re not surprised.”

They finished organizing the last of the schedule, and he followed Pipe outside to their bikes.

“You’re not going to talk me out of being with Sarah?” Knife asked.

“You didn’t talk me out of being with Elena. You could have done so as well. I’m the Prez, and I was prepared to start an all out war to get the woman I wanted.”

“This thing with me and Sarah, it hasn’t been an overnight thing, okay.”

“I know, Knife. You don’t have to justify yourself to me.” Pipe slapped him on the back. “I’m going to go and pick Bluebell up from Penny. She agreed to have her so I could do some work, and then I’m going to go have lunch with Elena.”

“You’re the perfect little family man now, aren’t you?”

“Fuck off. It’s the greatest feeling in the world.” Pipe hit out, smirking. “Wait until you have a wife, and a kid. It gives you something to want to go home to. It’s the way Elena makes me feel.”

“You want to go home to your wife?”

“Yeah, I do, and I’m not ashamed of that.” Pipe straddled his bike. “Will you be stopping by the cabin tonight?”

“I’m going apartment hunting with Sarah.” He checked the time and saw it was lunch time. “I’m going to stop by, see if she wants some lunch.”

“Good luck. Remember, don’t kill anyone without my permission.”

Knife smirked, watching as his Prez left. Straddling his own bike, he peeled out of the parking lot for the abandoned warehouse. The club paid for the cops to look the other way. Their fights earned a great deal of money. He did a lot of jobs for the Hell’s Wolves, but his main job was organizing the transportation of drugs through their territory.

Riding toward Sinners’ Corner, the trip only took a half an hour, and he was parking up outside of Dirty Deeds.

Looking into the shop, Knife gritted his teeth. He spotted Sarah behind the counter but he also saw Ralf.