Calm in the Chaos
~Caroline~
Oh, my God. He heard me. He just said all this stuff about the orgasms he would give me in the future and then walked away like it was nothing. I know I must be red from head to toe.
With my body shaking from nerves, I climb in my car. Starting the engine, my belly tickles with butterflies. Will there be a next time with Rex?
My body sure hopes so.
The rumble of his motorcycle surrounds me all the way to work. I pull into the parking garage with the echoes soothing my anxiety, and when I climb out of my car, he gives me a half salute off his helmet. As I make my way inside the door to my office building, I hear the rev of his engine as he pulls away.
Safe.
Rex is doing what he thinks I need to feel safe, and strangely enough, I do. The badass biker, the guy from the wrong side of the tracks, the true hellion, is going out of his way to ease my fears. With the chaos surrounding me, Rex calms me. I can’t help smiling, genuinely smiling, for the first time in days.
Kenna arrives to work not long after me, and we busy ourselves adjusting things so she can balance her usual client list plus the clients I personally worked with Chad on. When you handle large amounts of money for people’s businesses, they tend to want to keep with the original people they’ve put their trust in.
I am lost in numbers when my phone pings, alerting me to a new text.
Gonna take my kid to the pizza place with the games. Wanna come? Rex
Something pulls at me, realizing he wants to take me with him for his first real memory with his son. Am I reading too much into this? Isn’t meeting his son a big step? We aren’t in a relationship. I don’t know what we are, but he is not merely my friend.
No place I’d rather be. Lux
Ur always so ready to agree to come with me, Lux. Rex
I can’t help but laugh. Only Rex would turn an invitation to dinner with his kid into an invitation to an orgasm.
I’ve been informed that u have to be involved in all my comings. Just following my instructions. Lux
Face, fingers, or dick … I don’t care which you pick. I’ll be there, tho, mark my words. Rex
Before I can type a reply, my phone pings again.
And it’s good to know u can follow instructions. Rex
Heat flushes me. What am I doing? How do I reply?
Kenna comes out of her office before I can respond.
“Everything okay, Caroline?” she asks with a smile.
I know I am blushing like crazy. Who wouldn’t be after getting that?
“Yeah, it’s fine.”
“Rex?”
I laugh that she could figure it out so easily. Knowing she is my friend and my boss, I bite my lip in embarrassment.
“That good, huh?” she laughs.
I only bite my lip harder in response.
“With those boys on bikes—the rush, the life, the freedom, and the sex—no girl can resist.”
“Kenna, we’re at work,” I chastise, unsure if I want to discuss this with my new boss.
“Oh, please, have you seen my husband? He didn’t patch to the Hellions because of his Army Reserves career, not because he doesn’t believe in the club. But he rides with Tripp and Rex. Even though Ryder and the boys at the shop patched in to the Haywood’s Landing Charter because of Dina’s dad, Jake is going to patch Catawba when he retires.”
He is actually going to patch in eventually? They believe in the club? My mind races. Kenna is where I want to be in my career.
“Rex, oh my goodness, that man is sex walking. I’ve seen him enough times to know he could melt the panties off a nun.”
“Kenna Thompson!”
“What! Next ‘Girls Gone Drunk’ night we have, you are so coming along. Dina, Maggie, Tiff, Doll, and I go out and leave the kids with the men. One of the guys is our designated driver, and he gets the luxury of returning all of us to our men. Doll talks,” she adds with a wink.
“Well, if that’s the case, help me reply to his messages.” I eagerly hand her the phone, wanting a reply that will shake up his game a little bit.
She reads the messages and laughs then types away on my phone before handing it back to me.
“Lunch in an hour. We’re leaving here and going out to eat so we can actually talk,” she informs before walking back into her office.
I glance at my phone and gasp.
The position of my teacher is open if u know anyone who is up to the job. Lux
I attempt to turn my attention back to work when my phone immediately pings in response.
I’m always UP for anything involving u, Lux. Rex
Fanning myself, I decide to put my phone in my purse and lock it in a file cabinet, so I cannot be further distracted by the temptation to text him.
Lunch time comes, and Kenna laughs when she sees I placed my phone inside my purse.
Deciding to go to the sandwich shop two blocks from the office, we walk. I rub the back of my neck, trying to shake off the feeling of being followed again as we settle into our seats by the shop front.
Out of the window, I can see the same blue car I keep seeing out at the street parking. The car that seems to pop up everywhere I am lately. I try to watch for the driver to get out and put money into the parking meter, only they don’t. When the parking patrol comes by, the car quickly pulls off. Shaking off my fears, I focus my attention on lunch with Kenna.
“Okay, off the record, away from the office, I need to be frank with you. What happened with Chad? When you first started, there was an exuberance that radiated off you. Then, within two days of you landing and truly managing your first client, you changed.”
I sigh. I want to crawl under the table and hide. “I did something stupid, that’s all.”
“Not to speak ill of the dead, but Chad was a bastard, and I hope he is rotting in hell.”
“Way to not hold back. Damn, Kenna.”
She looks at me sadly. “There was a time”—she pauses, trying to keep her emotions at bay—“Jake and I, we were… Well, we were having problems. Chad was a friend, or so I thought. Anyhow, long story short, he was pressuring me at work. Then, one night, I was out helping Dina with an event, and Chad showed up when he wasn’t invited and kissed me in front of Jake.”
“How did I not know this?”
“It was while you were still in college with Doll and Sass. It was my fault. I was having problems with Jake, and in some ways, I sort of sought out his attention. I thought Chad was safe because he had a girlfriend and we worked together. He wasn’t. Afterwards, he harassed me at work for a while. Jake eventually stepped in and handled it, but it was a very hard time for me personally and professionally.”
Something inside me opens up. “We finalized the account and I was excited. When he invited me to dinner, I thought it was a group thing, but it wasn’t. The night ended with me kneeing him in the nuts and taking off. Only, that didn’t end his infatuation with me. It was almost as if I challenged him. Long story short, he got so desperate he was trying to blackmail me into sleeping with him with some stuff from my past.”
“Insert Rex?”
“Huh?” I question.
“Rex has stepped in to protect you?”
“Sort of, but he doesn’t know about my past or the blackmail. The night Chad took me out, I panicked and went to Doll’s house. She told Tripp, who told Rex, and that’s how Rex came into the picture. No one knows, Kenna. No one knows my past or that Chad was blackmailing me.” I blow out a breath, having shared more with her in this lunch than I have with one of my closest friends ever—Doll.
“What’s in your past that he could hold over your head?” Kenna inquires.
I push my sandwich away, unable to eat as my stomach churns with all my mistakes. Loyalty hits me like a sledgehammer.
“Kenna, one day, I will share with you. In the last hour, I have shared more with you than Doll or Rex, who have made sacrifices to make me feel safe. If I’m going to share my sorted history with someone, it needs to be them.”
She smiles softly at me. “That’s what’s so great about club life. It’s family. It’s safety. It’s acceptance without questions. I know it’s hard to take in. The Hellions, though, they have taken you in without hesitation. Let Rex be your instructor to the freedom of family and the open road.” She winks at me as she stands to clear off our plates so we can go back to work.
Acceptance without hesitation… She’s right; the Hellions have given me that. They have always welcomed me into the fold as if I was born there. How have I not seen this before?
~Rex~
Working my schedule to be where she needs me isn’t easy. Nothing worth having is ever easy, though. No, she didn’t ask me to follow her to work. She certainly didn’t ask me to walk out of my office in the middle of Tripp scheduling stuff to be there when she gets off, either. Her comfort and security is my priority. She doesn’t feel safe, so work can wait until after I have her home and at ease.
Once I pull up beside her car and wait, she exits the building with her head down, her skirt suit hugging her curves as her jacket lays over her arm, the buttons of her top straining at her breasts.
I lick my lips as my dick stirs, wanting to slide between the mounds of her naked bosom. Yes, I want to titty-fuck her. I want to mouth fuck her. To be honest, I want to just plain fuck her any way I can.
Her head comes up and looks to her left as if she senses someone around. She scans her perimeter before her gaze lands on me. When reality hits her that I am indeed sitting here on my motorcycle, waiting for her, she smiles the most beautiful smile I have ever seen in my entire life. Then the sway to her hips becomes more pronounced. Strut, baby, strut.
It takes every ounce of self-control inside me not to whistle. Something in me shifts, and for once, it isn’t just my cock coming to life. I take a breath and feel alive. I feel a purpose. I feel my heart literally beat in my chest for something more.
“Good day, sweetheart? Or ya just that happy to see me?” I ask as she approaches.
“Always happy to see you, Rex. Somehow, you are winning me over. You are forever full of surprises, Drexel Crews.”
“Oh, Lux, you have no idea,” I add with a wink.
“As pleasant a surprise as this is, why are you here?”
“Came to make sure you get home safe. Until we know what happened to Chad and until you feel safe, I’ll be here. Consider me your personal escort, Lux.”
“Escort, huh?” she flirts with me.
Oh, the things this woman does to me.
I spread my arms out wide. “At your service, ma’am.”
As she smiles bigger, I swear my heart skips a beat. She taps her perfectly manicured nail against her lips as if she is thinking of things to do to me, but then my phone rings, bringing us both out of the moment.
“Rex,” I answer, pissed the hell off.
“Way to take off, asshole. You got a nine-one-oh in the morning,” Tripp orders through the other end of the phone.
“No.”
“Excuse me, fucker, what did you say? I know I missed something, or you are talkin’ to someone else,” Tripp snaps back.
“Didn’t stutter, Prez,” I reply, letting the sarcasm drip off my tongue.
Yeah, I am being a dick to my cousin, to my Hellion brother, and even more than that, my club President. Yeah, I am digging a hole that is more than deep enough to bury myself in. I have never told Tripp no. Honestly, I have never said no to the club. No matter the job, no matter the cost to my soul, I have never refused my responsibility to my patch … until today. Tripp got me involved in Lux’s mess, so how can he really expect me to walk away from her right now?
“Prez, huh? You’re a pussy whipped fucker now, is that it?”
“Call it however you want.”
“She’s not club property, so we can only do so much, Rex. Hell, she told us to back off a while back. I need you on this run.”
Lux is watching me intently, just out of arms reach, waiting for me to get off the phone and tell her why I am here. Yet, I have other people to answer to first. Anger and resentment fill me. Not club property. She’s not club property. Tripp would never be torn between his ol’ lady and the club. The club would never pull Shooter away from Tessie if she was in danger again.
A thought hits me, and before I can stop myself, the words spill out into the phone. “She’s mine. She’s my ol’ lady. Shit’s goin’ down with the misses. I can’t go. Sort it out, Tripp.”
“What the fuck are you doin’, man?”
Rather than answer him, I swipe the screen of my phone to end the call.
What the fuck am I doing? I haven’t the slightest idea, but the shit feels right.
“Sounds intense, Rex.” Lux states, watching me as I do nothing except stare at her. “You okay?”
“And you care, why?” I question, needing affirmation from her that I didn’t just put everything on the line for nothing in return.
“Friends, remember? I believe you said, just friends, innocent enough?” she adds with a wink that is far from innocent.
“Ride with me,” I barely choke out. Emotions fill me, thoughts consume me, and I need the open road to clear my head right now. I need Lux on my bike with her arms around my waist and her body pressed to mine. I need my bike, my woman, and the freedom of the pavement passing beneath us.
Without hesitation, she puts her bag into the back of her car, her heels clicking on the pavement. Then this sexy as fuck, suit wearing, high class broad hikes the edges of her skirt up and climbs behind me as if it is second nature. Her skirt bunches up around her upper thighs, barely keeping her ass covered as she adjusts to the confinements of my bike. Her heels hook to the foot pegs as if she were made to ride with me.
As her thighs close tightly around me, I take my helmet off and hand it to her. When her hands come to my sides, letting me know she has secured the safety gear, I lace my fingers with hers then pull her front flush to my back and bring her arms fully around me. I only release her hands once I lay them flatly against the crotch of my jeans.
“Feel it, Lux. Feel the entire ride with me.”
“Rex,” she whispers against my ear, blowing her breath down my neck and causing my dick to twitch in my jeans.
“I’m gonna start the bike. The vibration is going to hum through your ass, your pussy, and up your spine. Every curve, you will lean in with me. Your body pressed to mine, you’ll feel me just as much as I’ll feel you. Every bump will rock your body against my bike and my body. Grip me, ride me, hug me, and be in this moment with me. Whatever you do, Lux, don’t think, don’t question, and don’t let go.” At my last words, I laugh then crank the engine, twist the throttle, and rev the bike, knowing I just sent a shock of vibrations through her mind and her body.
I need to let everything go as well as for her to let go of the weight of the world on her shoulders and simply ride with me.
“Time to feel free, Lux. Time to be free. Let it all go. Be with me.”
“Rex,” she whispers one more time before I feel her lips softly touch the curve of my neck.
Without another word, I pull away to take my woman on a ride I hope she will never forget.