Reese knew exactly what he was walking into. He checked in with Ellis and there was nothing happening at the clubhouse. Zac and Levi were working to find any cameras that could help them find out who the guy was that gave Starla all the drugs. Hawk, Brett, and Jason were on a run south to take care of some personal business with DRM. And Luca was handling some training with the prospects. Which meant that he called up old friends with cash to bet on fighting. He would set up fights between the prospects and have a little party.

In other words, it was basically a normal night for the MC.

With the exception of Reese.

He stood in the doorway to Steph’s room, watching her as she slept. Propped up with some pillows, her head to the side.

She really had been a pain in the ass kid. Always looking for a way to hang out with Lasz. She loved her stepbrother and Lasz would have died to protect her. Hell, in some ways, that’s exactly what happened. Now she was eighteen and pregnant. Her entire life ahead of her, doing it with a kid at her side.

“Hey, you okay?”

Reese turned and saw Josie standing close by.

A black t-shirt unfairly hugged the curves that Reese’s hands had memorized so many times over. She had traded her jeans for black pants that were a little baggy. Another dagger to the temptation that flowed through Reese’s heart and mind.

“Just checking on her,” Reese whispered.

“Let her sleep.”

He pulled the door shut.

They walked to the living room where Josie had two beers on the table.

“I’m sure you can use a drink,” she said. “All things considered.”

Reese lifted the bottle and nodded. “Yeah. All things considered.”

“What do I do here, Reese?” she asked without hesitation.

“What you’ve been doing,” he said.

“This place isn’t big enough for a baby.”

“Well, you’ve got a few choices then, sweetheart,” Reese said. “Make it work here. Find a way to have a little nursery in Steph’s room. Get a bigger place. Get Steph her own place.”

“She can’t handle that,” Josie said.

When Josie tried to turn, Reese slipped a hand to her hip to keep her from actually turning.

“Why not? She needs to learn.”

“This isn’t a game. She’s pregnant. She’s going to be responsible for a human life.”

“I know that. But you can’t wipe her ass all the time.”

“Oh, says the guy who just comes and goes so freely. Sorry, I’m not a biker.”

“Don’t put your wall up right now.”

“Don’t tell me what to do.”

“Tough shit, Josie,” Reese said. “You know I’m right. She needs to learn to take care of herself.”

“She doesn’t even know who the father is,” Josie said.

“Oh well.”

“She’s eighteen.”

“An adult.”

“She can’t even drink.”

“She doesn’t need to. She’s pregnant.”

“You’re going to have an answer for everything I say, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” he said with a smile.

“I fucking hate you sometimes.”

Josie broke away and walked into the kitchen. She stood at the sink, looking out the window.

Reese stood there and sipped his beer.

After giving her a few minutes, Reese walked into the kitchen. He put his beer bottle down and went right to Josie. He stopped only a few inches from her.

“It’s a mess,” he said in a low voice. “I know. You’re dealing with the club. Jefferson. The girls. The situation with Starla.”

“Where does that lead now?” Josie asked.

“Do you want to know the truth?”

“I don’t know.”

“Then I won’t tell you.”

Reese could see Josie’s reflection in the window.

“I hate this,” Josie said.

“Hate what?”

“What happened today. What happened with Starla. I lost my cool both times. I wanted to hurt Starla.”

“You should have, sweetheart. She really fucked you over. She’s lucky the MC didn’t take her out.”

“I freaked out in the doctor’s office at Steph.”

“She deserved it too.”

“Not like I did. I just…”

“Hey,” Reese said. He touched her waist. “Look at me, Josie.”

She turned around. “What?”

“You need to let go sometimes. Forget about things. Cut yourself some slack. You let that shit build up and it just explodes.”

“You say that, Reese, but you being here doesn’t help me.”

“I know,” he whispered and inched closer. “You don’t think being near you drives me fucking insane?”

“What do we do then? Just avoid each other forever?”

“No, sweetheart. No.”

Reese lifted Josie up and sat her on the edge of the sink.

She grabbed his leather cut.

There were a few seconds left that ticked between them. In a sense, they were the last seconds of innocence.

Because when Reese kissed Josie, he knew all hell was going to break loose…

* * *

She tasted better than ever. She had her chance to push him away and she didn’t. That was the only chance Reese was going to give her. He slipped his hands up her body, feeling the perfect shape of her curves. Josie moved her hands from his leather cut up to his face, clawing at his scruff.

The kisses were fast and sloppy, each one laced with plenty of need and maybe a small hint of possible regret. But the strange part was that the more they kissed, the less regret Reese felt. He knew exactly who Josie was and what she meant. The fact that she never truly escaped the life proved everything he needed to know.

He kissed her deeper, letting his tongue take control, pushing his body against hers. As his hands eased over her breasts over her shirt, Josie shifted back and tried to thrust her hips at him. When she did, she lost her balance and fell back into the sink. A split second later, the water turned on and she let out a cry.

Reese laughed as he turned the water off and pulled her from the sink.

“Great,” she said. “I try to have a moment with you and my ass is soaked.”

Reese moved at her again and placed his right hand to her ass, feeling her wet pants.

“I don’t mind your wet ass, sweetheart,” he said. “Just gives me a reason to take these pants off you.”

“Yeah, like you needed one,” Josie said.

Reese growled. He loved when she was like this. Flirty. Feisty. That stare in her eyes, telling him everything she wanted. But he already knew everything she wanted. That’s what made them work. It’s what made them deadly together.

Reese scooped Josie up off her feet, his hand still cupping her wet ass.

There was no talking, just kissing. Making up for all the kisses missed. All the times Reese spent with another woman, wishing it was Josie.

He took her right to the bedroom, kicking the door shut with a hard slam and dropping her down to the bed. Josie quickly jumped up and reached for her ass.

“I’m wet,” she said.

Reese grinned. “I love when you talk dirty, sweetheart.”

“Don’t ruin this for me. I’m probably going to regret this tomorrow.”

Reese moved to the bed and sat down on the edge, reaching for Josie. He positioned her right in front of him and kept her there. He looked up at her, just once, before he lifted her shirt up, exposing bare skin. Moving forward, he gently kissed just above her belly button, tasting her with his tongue, knowing there was more he wanted - and he would get.

As his hands moved her shirt up, Reese broke the kiss and curled his lip as he looked up at Josie again. This time he slowly stood up, taking her shirt off as slowly as he could to savor the moment with her. There was just something about it… being with her that made him ease just a little. Wanting to savor the seconds with her. Wanting to savor the taste of her body.

Reese dropped Josie’s shirt to the floor and brought the tips of his fingers to the thin straps of her bra. He curled his fingertips behind it and traced the lines from her shoulders down the front of her body. Josie let out a shuddering sigh and put her head back. Reese moved down and pressed his lips to her neck. One quick peck and he began to really kiss her. Kiss her the way a woman like Josie deserved to be kissed. She was carrying a portion of the world that was unfair. She needed to let that shit go for a little while.

Reese kissed from one side of her neck to the other. His fingertips kept playing along the front of her bra, feeling the swell of her breasts. He then made a quick move, retreating back up the straps of her bra and over her slender shoulders to her back. When he undid the clasp, Josie clamped her hands onto his leather cut.

Now it was her turn for a second, sliding her hands under the cut and racing up over his shirt to his shoulders. She pushed at the cut and Reese grinned as he lowered his hands to let Josie take it off his body. Most women would just push it off and not give a damn about where it went. Not Josie. She understood more than most about the MC and what it all meant.

Josie took the leather cut off Reese, and with her right hand, she draped it over the corner of the bed. Reese watched her do this and watched her wiggle her way out of her bra, leaving her topless, still wearing wet pants.

“Fuck, Josie,” Reese whispered.

He took her face in his hands and just stared for a few seconds. They were touchy seconds too because whatever was said could change so many lives at once.

Only Reese didn’t say anything. This wasn’t about changing the world right now. This was about getting and giving exactly what they both needed in that moment.

He kissed her again, picking up right where they left off. His hands slid down to her neck and to her chest, easing gently until he felt her breasts. They were heavy, her nipples rigid, sliding against the palms of his hands. He cupped under her breasts and held her, letting his thumbs gently dance left to right, flicking her nipples.

The kiss grew hotter. Josie placed her hands on Reese’s jeans, one hand flicking at his belt buckle while the other hand eased down and began to feel the growing bulge that pressed at her.

That’s when Reese took a small step back.

He broke the kiss and sat back down on the edge of the bed. He could smell Josie’s skin. A gentle sweetness to it, the kind that made him rage with a need that only she could make him feel and cure him of.

Reese slipped his hands into the sides of her panties, feeling the natural curve of her hips. He kept going all the way around to the back of her pants, touching her ass, smiling as he did so.

“What’s so funny?” Josie whispered.

“You’re soaked,” he said.

“Oh. Yeah.”

Reese began to take her pants and panties off. “Let’s see where else you’re soaked…”

Josie’s eyes went wide, and she bit her lip.

Now Reese moved a little quicker. Stripping her down until she was able to step out of her clothes herself. She was completely naked in front of him. The sweet curves that built off each other, leading up and down. It was impossible to imagine something so beautiful. It made Reese grit his teeth as his eyes wanted to keep dancing up and down her body. But he wasn’t here to admire her.

No way, sweetheart. I’m here to taste you. I’m here to have you.

Reese slid his hands to her hips again and pulled her close.

Josie let out a yell and put her hands to his shoulders.

As he began to kiss around her belly button again, Josie let out a satisfied sigh. That was almost a tease to Reese, daring him to do more. So, he did. He began to kiss down, tasting that almost forbidden part of her body, from the bottom of her belly button down to her soft mound. Once he was in forbidden territory, there was no stopping him.

Reese slid off the bed and gently eased himself to the floor, sitting with his back against the bed. He kept kissing Josie’s body, inch by inch down until he caught the first hint of her sweetness on his tongue and in his nose. That’s when he growled, a hunger ignited to a dangerous level. His hands moved around to her ass and he pulled, demanding her. Josie listened, bending her knees just a little, spreading her legs a bit more, gasping as she did so, giving herself to Reese.

Her delicate folds were glistening with wetness, a rich dark pink color, too tempting for Reese to think about before taking what he wanted. The moment his tongue met her tender skin, he went for more. His fingers kneading her ass, pulling her closer, tighter to his mouth as he suckled her honey, tongue running rampant in any direction he could manage, even attempting to create new directions, just to make sure she felt everything he had to give her. Tasting sweetness from front to back, pausing for a second at her opening, feeling her throbbing, teasing with a pulsing rhythm that was meant for his cock to feel. Curling his tongue up top, seeking her clit, finding it with ease, giving her pearly nub a lashing with the tip of his tongue that made Josie’s body move as though she were the one on stage with music playing.

That thought alone threatened everything Reese had been trying to hold back. Inside his jeans he was getting very uncomfortable. His cock was curled up tight, like a snake poised for an attack. Only his cock kept swelling, getting thicker and fuller with each lap of his tongue against Josie’s beautiful pussy.

Josie tried to stand, and Reese growled, keeping her tight against his mouth.

“Reese,” she groaned. “I’m…”

He used the tip of his tongue one more time to go bottom to top, stopping to tell Josie one thing to do.

“Come… right now, sweetheart… come…”

Before Josie could say a word, Reese went back to loving her.

She began to convulse, her body jumping and bouncing against his mouth as he refused to let up. Reese knew what he wanted and how to get it.

Josie bent forward and put a hand to the bed. With her other hand, she took a handful of his hair and began to grind her hips, riding his tongue. It was exactly what Reese wanted and needed. Feeling her swelling, clenching, her hips wiggling as the sweet taste of her sex filled his mouth more and more. And then it all came to a sudden stop. Josie froze and gasped for air as her body reached climax.

Reese eased his hands to her hips and held her there, flicking his tongue against her wetness, feeling her get wetter as she began to let go.

He stayed with her as she gently lifted and lowered herself against his mouth.

He made a quick move then as he turned, throwing her to the bed. She clutched at the sheets, her hips still rocking. She looked at Reese with desperate eyes and he simply grinned.

He took his shirt off and opened his jeans, pushing them down as he came forward to the bed. Josie managed to peel her right hand away from the sheets and touched his cock. With her hand shaking, she slid her fingers from his tip to root, wasting no time trying to grip him, pulling him toward her.

“Easy, sweetheart,” Reese whispered. “Don’t break it off.”

“Shut up, Reese,” Josie said. “Shut up and get inside me.”

Reese grinned and growled.

Those words alone could have made him explode on the spot, but he held back, knowing there was a better way to finish this night off.

He came forward and felt the swell of heat between Josie’s legs. He balled his fists up tight and placed them to the bed, gritting his teeth as he looked at the beautiful body in front of him. Josie was full in all the right places. And the moment he broke her threshold, the thick tip of his cock entering her, she arched her back, thrusting her chest up and toward him.

Reese brought his mouth down, finally kissing her chest. Engulfing her left breast as he slammed himself forward. Josie let out a cry of pleasure and relief as Reese took himself the hilt. His tongue swirled around her nipple. He pulled away with a rough tug, enough to make her scratch as his arm for relief. He let her breast go and he lowered her back to the bed. Reese stayed in his current position, able to see all of Josie as he pulled his hips back and slammed forward again. Making her breasts dance to the rhythm he chose to fuck her with.

In complete control and power… but the truth was this. Josie had the power. She was warm, welcoming, still throbbing from coming once already. The way she lifted her hips and bucked at him, matching his speed, bringing herself to another climax in just minutes… that made Reese hiss as he tried to steady himself as long as he could.

Reese finally lowered himself down and kissed her.

It was a wild kiss. Their tongues instantly battling, Reese picking up speed. He couldn’t contain himself as he thrust with more force. The entire bed began to rock, the mattress gently protesting at their love, but he didn’t give a damn about that.

His right hand settled to her left hip, holding her where he wanted her. Picking up even more speed, bringing himself to a pace that left Josie with her mouth open, unable to keep up. She began to crunch forward, another climax just seconds away. She clawed at his arms, pulling harder, almost sitting up. Reese used his free hand to spread his fingers across her back and hold her.

When she began to climax once again, that was all Reese could take for the moment. Her loving core squeezed against him with a threat he was willing to succumb to. Because it was Josie. Because she was beautiful. Because when they touched each other, the explosion was real.

And speaking of explosion…

Reese gritted his teeth as he felt himself reaching that point.

He kissed Josie again, her lips as sweet as the others he had been kissing a short while ago.

He felt his cock swell as much as it could before releasing.

Josie could no longer kiss him as she just opened her mouth, groaning. So Reese did the same. Gently thrusting, feeling her perfect body coaxing everything out of him. Their lips touching, but not kissing.

A moment Reese had been waiting for, for so long.

A moment he never wanted to end.

But he knew this story… and he knew the ending was always painful…