Rewind (21 page)

Inside the clubhouse members were doing tequila shots at the bar, some had their old ladies pinned down on the bar doing a body shot. 

“THERE’S THE MAN!”  I heard one of the members shout, I scanned the bar area and walked over to Jeffrey.  He gave me a one armed hug and a pat on the back, “Glad you decided to grace us with your ugly mug again.”

I laughed and shook the hands of the other members that were standing around us.  A heavy hand slapped down on my shoulder and squeezed.  “About god damn time you come out of hiding.”  I turned and there stood Lucifer. 

“Where’s that hot wife of yours?  I came back to show her what she’s missing out on?”  I said and looked around the bar. 

“Shit son, she’s had all she could ever need for thirty years.  Your young ass couldn’t satisfy her.”  He said with a laugh and handed me a shot glass with tequila in it.  Normally I hated tequila, unless I was trying to forget Sydney. 

“Cheers.” I said and clanked the shot glass against the bottle in his hand then tossed the burning liquid down my throat.  Bryan walked up and handed me a cold beer and for the next couple of hours we stood around talking about anything and everything the club had been doing.  More tequila shots were taken, I finally had a good buzz going when she walked up. 

“Hey Cade.”  Sydney smiled up at me. 

I lazily dragged my eyes down her body, her tight blood red strapless dress paired with some spikey ass black leather boots fit her body perfect.  Slowly I looked back up her body, my eyes resting on the tattoo in the middle of her chest, ‘Love Kills Slowly’ written inside small banners with two pistols pointing down between her cleavage.  Red, yellow, and blue flowers wrapped around each pistol grip.  I looked up at her face a small diamond stud pierced her nose and another matching one on the other side of her face where a beauty mark would be. 

“What’s up?”  I asked and looked past her shoulder.  There sitting at a table talking to Theresa was the son of a bitch from that night at the bar.  I looked back at Theresa and grinned, took a drink of beer and stared into her eyes that were staring back into mine.  I licked my lips free of the beer, her eyes moved down to my lips and watched my tongue slide back inside my mouth.  “You need something?”  I asked.  Sydney’s eyes snapped back up to mine.

“I uh… Just wanted to come say Hi.”

I nodded and turned my back to her, with my elbows resting on the bar I watched her through the mirror as she walked back to the table where her friends were sitting. 

“Dude you can’t ride home, go crash in a room upstairs.”  Bryan laughed as he snatched my bike keys away from me.  He was right, I was in no condition to ride.  I flipped him off over my shoulder as I walked my drunk ass upstairs.  Each door I passed I could hear moaning and cries of ecstasy from women.  I knocked on the last door before I twisted the knob and walked in.  I threw my cut onto the back of a chair, pulled my shirt, kicked my boots off, stripped my jeans off and dropped down on the bed onto my back.  There was a knock on the door, “Go away!  Occupied!”  I yelled.  When the door knob twisted and the door slowly opened I removed my arm from my face and looked to see who was about to get a boot thrown at their head.

Sydney stood just inside the door, slowly she turned and shut it, and took a deep breath before she turned around and faced me again.  I didn’t move off of the bed, I stared back at her.  “Can we talk?”

I rumbled a laugh, “Nah, we’re good.”  I said and closed my eyes.  I knew that if we tried to talk it would just lead to us arguing, her crying and me tearing the clubhouse apart looking for my keys.  I opened one eye and found her still standing a few feet from the bed, her eyes looking my body over and the corner of her bottom lip pinched between her teeth.  “What do you want?”  I asked and closed my eyes again.  When she didn’t answer I sat up on the bed, her eyes tracking my every move as I walked towards her.  I stopped a few inches from her, looking down at her I could see her breathing was getting faster her chest rising and falling as her eyes moved up from my chest until she was looking me in the eye.  Moving my hand up to her chest, I slid my finger across her tattoo, “I like this.”  Her breathing grew faster, goose bumps covered her skin, her nipples pressed against the fabric of the dress.  Slowly I moved my finger down and circled one of her peaked nipples through the fabric, “Why’d you come in here?” 

She opened her eyes, “I…”

Still waiting for her to tell my way I bent down and ran my tongue from her collar bone to her ear, “You what?”  I whispered.  Her hands slid up my forearms to my biceps, she swayed slightly.  I stood up and took a step back, “Not a good idea for you to be in here Syd, your boyfriend will be looking for you.”

Her eyes slowly opened, “Why did you just do that to me?”

I took a step towards her causing her to back up until her back was against the door, a smile spread across my face, “Trust me babe I’d do a lot fucking more.  I know you want it, I can fucking smell how much you want it.  Now run along to your little boyfriend before I do something we’re both going to regret.  Again.”

“You…you regret it?”  she stuttered out.

“Every fucking day.”  I told her.  She sucked in a gasp of air, before she could slap me I caught her wrist and pinned it above her head against the door.  “Every fucking day Sydney, every fucking woman, every fucking time I stroke myself thinking of you I regret it.”  I pressed my cock against her stomach and pushed my thigh between her legs.  “Don’t you Sydney?  Don’t you regret it?”  I asked and slid my other hand down her arm, around her wrist and pinned it against the door. 

“Yes.” She said as she pressed her chest against me.  “Kiss me please?”

I slowly lowered my mouth towards hers, her hot breath coming out in pants against my lips.  “Why would you want me to do that?  Doesn’t he do that enough?”

Her tongue darted out, licking her lips, “Cade he’s, he’s a friend.”

“Mmm and how many times have you fucked that friend Sydney?  How many times has he had his dick inside you while you pictured me?”  our lips were still a breath apart.  I let go of her hands, slid my hands down her body to the hem of her dress and lifted it so it was bunched around her waist.  “I’m the only one that can make you feel good Sydney.  All you have to do is ask, you don’t have to sneak up to my room.”  I moved my hands to her bare ass.   “Do you want me to make you feel good for a little bit Sydney?  Then you can go back to him and pretend you don’t have the same feelings for me that I do for you?  Is that why you came up here?”  my fingers moved the strap of her thong she wasn’t talking she wasn’t saying anything.  “You better tell me to stop Sydney, your pussy is fucking soaked.”  I slid a finger inside of her.  Her pussy muscles tightened then relaxed.  She slid her hands down my chest and lightly ran them along the top of my boxers where my cock was sticking out the top.  With her other hand she pushed my boxers down exposing my cock, her hand gripped my throbbing thickness and she pumped it slowly rubbing her thumb across the tip spreading the sticky pre-cum around the head.  I pushed a second finger inside her slick channel, her head fell against the door and her mouth opened so I leaned forward and thrust my tongue inside of her mouth. 

Sydney broke the kiss, panting, lips swollen and wet, “Please Cade, I need you.”  With those five words any self-control I had snapped.  I bent down and licked her neck, her body trembled the lower I moved my mouth to the swell of her breasts.  With the jerk of my hands I ripped her thong and let it drift to the floor beside her feet.  On my knees I knelt in front of her and kissed her thigh, then the other.  I grabbed one ankle and draped it over my shoulder before I leaned in and flicked her swollen throbbing clit.  Her hips jerked forward wanting more, needing more, needing the release that only I could give her body. 

“Look at you Sydney…”  I said but felt her body tense. 

“Don’t.Say.That.”  she said through gritted teeth.  I leaned back on my haunches and tilted my head looking up at her.  “He…he said that too.”

“Who?” 

“Ronnie.”

I took a deep breath and nodded my head, “Rewind?”

“Huh?”  she asked with a confused look.  I removed her leg from my shoulder, and stood in front of her. 

“You say rewind and I’ll stop.” I grabbed her hands and walked backwards towards the bed.  “Okay?”

She nodded her head then pushed her dress down her body until it pooled around her high heel clad feet.  Then she peeked up at me through her thick black lashes.  “Okay.” 

I laid down on the bed and tugged her down so she was straddling my hips, “You’re fucking perfect.”  I cupped her breasts in my hands, she leaned forward and kissed me.  Demanding more, rocking her hips against my cock.  Her mouth moved away as she kissed down my jaw, neck, throat, and to my chest.  She looked up at me then flicked one of my nipples rings with her tongue and lightly tugged it with her teeth.  My hips pumped up causing a smile to spread across her face, and then she started kissing a line down my chest, licking and kissing my abs.  Her hand wrapped around my shaft she licked around the tip of the head, a curtain of hair blocking the view of her perfect lips as she sucked me into her mouth.  The very second I gathered her hair in my hands she pulled my cock out of her mouth and whispered, “Rewind.”  It took a couple of second before it registered what she was saying so I gently let go of her hair and brushed it over one of her shoulders. 

Sydney released my cock and leaned back on her knees, “I’m sorry.” She looked into my eyes, “I…it’s just certain things you say or do make me have flash backs.”

I sat up on the bed and brushed a hand across her cheek then cupped the back of her neck, “We don’t have to do this.  You’ve had sex with what’s his face though.”

Sydney interrupted me, “I pictured him being you.”

I grinned, “Why?”

I pulled her against me then rolled so I was hovering over the top of her, she ran her hands across my chest then linked her fingers behind my neck, “Because you make me feel things nobody else can.  You make me feel safe and loved.  You’re gentle but hard in only a way you know how to do.”

“Then why didn’t you just come to me instead?”

“Hey, I tried!  But you were, kind of—busy when I came to talk to you.”  She was talking about the night that she had found Belle and me in the garage.  “I hated you, or tried to after that.  I didn’t want to move on but I had to try.”

I leaned down and kissed her soft lips, “You don’t have to try again, I’m right here now.  Sydney I’m not going to play games anymore, you either want to be with me or you don’t.  There’s no in between and you know it.  I know you feel the same way I do.”

“Tell me.”  She whispered.

My throat tightened, “I love you.”

A grin spread across her face, “You think so huh?  We don’t know each other well enough…”

I silenced her with a hard demanding kiss, maybe she wasn’t ready to say it yet but I knew that she did.  Her cell phone ringing didn’t stop her from wrapping her legs around my hips.  I pulled away and stared into her eyes as I slowly pressed my cock into her narrow hot channel.  She gasped and closed her eyes, “Open your eyes.”  I softly said to her.  When she opened them I smiled at her, “When you’re with me you’re going to watch me, watch me make love to your beautiful body.”  Her cell phone rang again.  I looked at her purse that was over by the door, “Should you answer that?”  I pushed my hips forward until I was as deep inside of her as her body would let me go.  Sydney shook her head no and brought her hands to my face pulling me down to her.  When my cell phone rang from the night table I pulled away, my dick still surrounded by her tightness I decided to ignore my phone.  I pulled out of her and thrust back inside of her, “Jesus.”  I moaned and rotated my hips.  Our eyes were locked on to each other’s as I slowly pulled out of her, her pussy muscles contracting and her channel flooding with her come.  Then her cell phone started ringing again and so did mine.  I reached over to the night stand and grabbed my phone, “What?” I barked into and pushed inside of her again.

“Is Sydney with you?” Bryan yelled. 

“Umm.”  My brain scrambled when Sydney smiled at me and squeezed my cock with her pussy muscles. 

“Is she fucking with you or not?  Because there’s a massive mother fucking problem and she’s not answering her phone!”  He was still yelling and more frantic. 

“Fuck, yes she’s with me.  We’re upstairs.”  I was ready to hang up on him. 

“Get off of her, you and her need to get to the gym fucking ASAP.”

I knew Sydney could hear him, she started pushing at my chest, “What the hell is going on?”  I asked and started to pull my clothes on. 

“It’s on fire, like it’s a mother fucking inferno.  She didn’t answer her phone so the security company called Theresa and Ryan.” 

Sydney was frantically rummaging through her purse for her phone and looking for her clothes.  I walked over to the dresser and pulled out a pair of sweat pants and t-shirt that I had left there and tossed them to her.  She pulled them on while holding her cell phone to her ear and talking. 

“Where the hell did you put my keys?”  I asked Bryan. 

“You sobered up enough?”  he asked.

“Where the fuck are they?” 

“Under the bar in a napkin holder.  Hurry up, but be careful.”

Sydney was now in tears as she talked into her phone then hung up.  “It’s…oh my god.”  She sobbed and rummaged through her purse until she pulled out a pair of flip flops and quickly put them on her feet. 

“You have flip flops in there?” 

“CADE, shut the hell up and get me to the gym!” 

We rushed downstairs; I ran over to the bar and pulled every napkin holder out throwing it to the floor when I didn’t find my keys in it.  Finally the last one had them and I ran out the door to find her waiting on the back of my motorcycle.