Chapter 30

Taylor

 

I sit in the middle of the bed playing with Minnie. She isn’t sure about her new surroundings, and frankly, neither am I. I get nervous here although everyone has been really welcoming. Mayhem cut me off from working at Leggs as a stripper, but Brooke said I could still work at the bar if I wanted to. I told her I did. I’m just waiting on Cherry to get here to watch Minnie for me. The door opens quickly, and a bloody Mayhem steps into the room. My chest tightens when I see just how much blood is covering his body.

“What happened?” I ask, but he doesn’t stop to look at me. His eyes are wild and distant as he walks into the bathroom. I debate following him but think better of it when he slams the door closed. I hear him roar in anger before the door opens again.

“This what you want, Tay? You like seein’ your man come home from his job covered in someone else’s blood?” He roars louder this time.

I don’t move. I don’t say anything. In fact, I sit here and stare at him until his anger slowly subsides. I’ve learned a lot about Mayhem lately. One thing that has stuck out the most is his shitty-ass attitude. He likes to throw his weight around and try to push me away at every turn, but it doesn’t work.

“Are you done?” I ask sounding bored with it all. I am bored with it.

“When will you ever come to your senses, Tay?” His voice calms slightly. His eyes still hold a little anger, but for the most part, he’s calming down.

“When will you?” I ask him back.

Mayhem reaches up and scratches at the stubble on his chin before looking at me. “I mean it, Tay. Is this really what you want in life? You want to watch your man come home covered in blood day after day?”

I hate when he does this, and he likes to do it a lot. I don’t know why he feels like he needs to try to push me away from him. Away from his life. I shove off the bed and walk slowly toward him, making sure I pay close attention to his eyes. That’s where I find all of his emotions. Buried deep inside those eyes. I rest my hands on his chest as he tugs at his hair.

“You ask me this every time you come back from a run. Do you want me gone, Mayhem? Is that what this is?” I ask, needing to know. If that’s what he wants, I need him to say it.

“You know I don’t want you to go, Tay,” he says softly, his hands coming to rest on my shoulders. “I just hate this for you. You deserve a big house with a yard for Minnie. You deserve more than I can give you.” His eyes land on mine, and all the feelings that he has shown brightly in his eyes.

“Do you care about me?”

“You know I do, Tay.”

I push up on my toes, my lips barely touching his. “Then that’s all I need.” I let my lips linger until he kisses me back. My world explodes in feelings when kiss. There’s never a dull kiss between us. His hands slide down my shoulders to my waist. He pulls me closer to him, and my heart skips a beat.

“I need a shower,” he says gruffly.

“I need you,” I tell him.

“Both. I need you and a shower. Or you in the shower,” he says biting my bottom lip. In a matter of seconds, he has my clothes ripped from my body and is carrying me into the bathroom. The room is already steamy from him turning the shower on the first time he came in here. Mayhem sets me on my feet before stripping in front of me. He makes my mouth go dry every time I see him like this. His perfect body on display for me.

“Why are you so perfect, Tay? Why aren’t you runnin’ from me?” he asks while his hands roam over my body.

I can’t think, let alone talk when he makes my body come alive like this. He knows it, too. His fingers skim over my stomach, coming to rest on my nipples. He plucks and pulls them, making me gasp and moan. He makes me feel so fucking alive.

“I’ll never run from you,” I say in a hushed whisper. My body is trembling when he leans down, sucking my flesh into his mouth. I arch my back, needing him to get closer to me. I need all of him. The weight of him pressed against me - I crave it.

“You taste so fuckin’ good.” He sighs against my neck before I feel his teeth skimming over my skin. Bumps form everywhere he touches.

“Stop torturing me,” I whine.

Mayhem chuckles against me and the warmth of his breath skates over my skin. “This ain’t torture, darlin’,” he says dropping to his knees in front of me. He slides a finger quickly inside of me, kissing my stomach as he slowly pushes in. “This is.” He pulls his finger out as quickly as he put it in.

“Mayhem!” I yell when he stands up and climbs in the shower leaving me a wanting mess. I climb in behind him and drop to my knees as the bloody mess of what he did today washes down the drain.

I reach for his already hardened dick and slowly slide my hand up and down its length. He’s so big and soft in my hand. Touching the tip with my tongue, he inhales sharply. I look up to find him staring down at me with lust dancing in his eyes.

Slowly, so slowly, I slide him into my mouth and watch his reaction to what I’m doing to him. His lips part the farther I take him. His hands knot in my hair, tugging at just the right time. I bob my head and take him faster, but he quickly pulls my mouth away from him. Of course, I whine at the loss. I wanted it, I wanted him.

“On your feet. Face the wall,” he commands. I quickly stand and follow his command. I turn to the wall, bracing myself with my hands.

“This is the sexiest ass.” He slaps my ass roughly before pushing my back so that I bend over slightly. I stick my ass out for him. I have no shame in that. I want him. I need him.

“Need a condom,” He grumbles as he teases me with the tip.

“Mayhem! Just fuck me already! I’m on the pill.” His growl could be heard by the whole fucking clubhouse. Yes, it was that loud!

“And you just now tell me this? Hope you were at the hotel too.” He says loudly before slapping my ass harder this time. I don’t answer. Instead, I push my ass back waiting for him to slide inside of me.

“You asked for it, love,” he says right before he complies with my request.