Chapter 18

 

“You’re back!” Nessa runs from the front of the building, throwing her arms around my neck. Wrapping my arms around her, I hold her close.

“I was only gone a little while, darlin’,” I say with a chuckle.  Her lips press into my neck, making me shiver. This girl is killing my dick, one kiss at a time.

“Meet you inside.” No one listens when Trick walks past. My lips find Nessa’s, and that’s where I’m lost. I devour her mouth, holding tight on her hips.

“Where’s Jordan?” I ask. Pulling away breathlessly, the twinkle in her eyes is pulling me in deeper.

“With Aria. I need you, Ghost.” She needs me, huh? I can do that. Lifting her in my arms, I carry her toward the side of the clubhouse. I don’t see anyone and in this moment, I don’t give a shit either.

“Tell me you don’t have anything on under this shirt.” Growling against her neck, she quivers.

“Not a fucking thing,” She says. Slamming her against the wall, I reach between us. Slowly dragging my fingers through her wetness, she moans.

“That ready for me? Damn, Nessa.” Licking up her neck, I continue to toy with her clit. Her body shudders, she grinds against my fingers.

“You keep that up and I’ll fuckin’ cum in my jeans.” Nessa doesn’t say anything, just keeps wriggling against me. I slide a finger inside of her, working her up even more. I want her sweet pussy wrapped around me but more than that, I want to feel her come undone in my arms. Working her over, her body clenches. I know she’s close.

“No, Ghost. I need you inside of me.” Chuckling at her, I pull back only enough to look her in the eyes.

“I’m pretty sure I’m already inside you.” Nessa smiles but when my fingers wiggle once more, her head drops back.

“Please, Ghost.” Pulling my fingers free, I unhook my jeans, pushing them to the ground. In seconds, I’m inside of her. Fucking her senseless. My hips rotate, touching everything inside of her.

“You feel me, Nessa?” Sucking her neck, I know I’ll leave a mark. That’s good, I want to leave a mark.

“Say it, Nessa.” Biting her neck, she cries out. Half the club probably heard that but I won’t stop. Not when I’m this deep inside of her.

“Yes! I feel you, Ghost. Now make me cum!” Her words push me further and faster until I feel her explode.

***

Nessa walks along next to me in a sex induced haze. Her hair’s a matted mess, sticking out all over. She has that freshly fucked look on her face. Yeah, it’s damn near perfect.

“I heard it was a good meet.” Dragon smiles looking between us. Nessa’s cheeks redden, making her that much more hot.

“Stop that, or I’ll fuck you again right here.” I say when I see her blush.  Kissing her neck, I wrap my arms around her from behind, holding her against me.

“They will roll in when needed. Sage made that clear when he called.” I furrow my brows, why would he call?

“He wanted to let me know he’s all in.” Dragons says. Giving him a quick nod, he smiles.

“Roc called in to his boy over there, too. Vernon’s gettin’ shit ready. I think we should move Nessa and Jordan over to Devil’s, while we handle this shit. She’s safer there. No one knows about that place.” Dragon says, and I know he’s right. Here it comes. My heart pounds so hard I can hear it in my ears. I know Nessa can feel it slamming in my chest.

She spins around, gripping my face.

“It’s a good idea. You can get some rest before all this shit starts. I’ll take care of Jordan.” Pressing her lips to mine, I can’t help myself. I tangle my hand in the back of her hair, taking it that much further. Nessa pulls away, turning to head down the hallway when Dragon slaps my arm.

“That right there is one good woman!” Dragon says with a smile.  I already know that.

“She is. She’s willin’ to step in with Jordan. She’s handlin’ shit really well. It surprises me.” Dragon looks at me strange.

“Why’s that?”

“I don’t know. Most girls would flip their shit, Dragon. Even old ladies lose it when their men have shit goin’ on, but not her. She’s always so calm, and waitin’ when I get back. I don’t get it. Maybe she isn’t into me as much as I thought.” Dragon laughs before passing me a beer.

“It ain’t even that, Ghost. Sit down. I wanna tell you somethin’.” He says. Walking over to the couch, I drop down, taking a drink. Dragon picks at the label on his bottle before looking over at me.

“Some women, have a heart so big, they never think you’ll fall.”  

He stops talking for a second. I wonder what the hell he has running through his head.

“I had a girl when I was younger, before I became the President. She was sweet, perfect in every way. Nessa reminds me a lot of her. She wasn’t into this lifestyle either, but she stood by me. She didn’t care what it was, she was always there. She made my heart slam in my chest. I felt like I would curl up and die without her. When she died—” He stops talking. That same haunted look crossing over his face.

“Shit, Dragon. You never told me that shit. I’m sorry, brother.” He shakes his head, picking the label some more.

“It’s not a past I like to talk about, man. It hurts, to this day, it fuckin’ hurts. I can feel it in my goddamn chest every time I breathe.” I see it all over his face. He hides it well, though. He keeps that mask in place.

“Was it club shit?” I have to ask. Dragon shakes his head.

“No. Car accident. My world crumbled after that. I threw myself into this club. When the bomb went off in the old clubhouse, it killed them all. My mom was the only one that wasn’t there at the time. It was a patch party. She ran home to check on me.” My eyes widen the more he talks. I knew bits and pieces, but this? I didn’t see this shit coming at all.

“Fuck, Dragon! This is crazy, brother.” He doesn’t look over but I know he has more to say. So, I wait. I wait until he’s comfortable enough to speak.

“Like I said, I see a lot of Maggie in Nessa. Hold onto that, Ghost. Women like her are rare.” God, I can’t believe that he lived that hell. Losing his dad was one thing but to turn around and lose his girl, too? That had to kick his ass.

“Love is still out there for you, Dragon.”  I say honestly. I watch him bring the bottle to his lips and take a drink.

“Might be, but honestly, I’m not lookin’. There’s not a whole lot of love left in me, Ghost. I see you guys all findin’ love and my heart swells. You guys are my family. I want to see you happy but me? I don’t think I’ll ever get that far again.” Dragon shoves off the couch before walking off.

That was some deep shit he just shared with me. I never knew his girl died in an accident. That’s why he always looks so haunted when talk about shit like that. His pain is clear as day. He lost a lot when he lost her. I don’t want to suffer that same fate.