DECLAN

 

I could hear how alive the city of Ivory was outside. Bikes rumbled up and down the road. A few police sirens filled the air from time to time. Everybody was getting their night started and enjoying themselves.

The Grindhouse was annoyingly quiet. A few lights over the bar counter I sat at kept me company while I poured myself another shot of whiskey. The clubhouse would be out of commission for a little while longer while the repairs from the shooting were being done. At least it gave me a chance to enjoy the place all to myself.

Everything was set. Calls were made. Orders were given. Arsenals were stocked. The Black Reapers and I were prepared for every possibility. But there was only one we were hoping it would come to.

I swallowed the whiskey down. The burn in my throat made me feel alive for just a moment.

“Hey.”

Michelle’s voice was more recognizable than anybody else’s. She was more than just my wife. She was more than just my old lady. She was my whole world. Right now, I couldn’t think of a better person to spend this moment with.

“What are you doing still awake? Wait… I know the answer to that…”

Michelle took a seat next to me and rested her chin on my shoulder.

“…Why don’t you get some sleep?”

“Can’t sleep. Not right now.”

“What’s wrong? Business?”

“Business is taken care of for the time being. I just… I need to think a little bit. I’d rather do it here than with my head on a pillow.”

Michelle leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek.

“You’re incredible, you know that?”

Hearing her say it got a chuckle out of me. I sighed a deep breath, thinking about how grateful I was to have her by my side.

“Where’s that coming from?” I asked.

“It just looked like you needed to hear it.”

“Right…”

“I mean it, too.”

I fiddled with the empty shot glass between my fingers. Even with someone like Michelle by my side, I couldn’t get my mind off of everything that was about to go down. The future of the club was at stake.

“I hope you’re right,” I said. “It’s times like these that it’s more than just a patch. It’s about the men wearing ‘em.”

“Whatever it is you’ve got planned, you’ll get through it. You have before.”

I looked into Michelle’s eyes. She narrowed her gaze at me with a sly smile on her lips. She was the only woman who could make me forget about everything going on in my life. My goddess. The queen of the Black Reapers.

“Stop thinking about it,” she whispered. “Whatever it is on your mind…”

She put her hands up and zipped my vest down.

“…Just think of me. Let me clear your head.

I let my vest fall down to the floor. My eyes locked on her, I let her continue to undress me while we sat at the bar. She undid my belt and pulled my zipper down. All the stress in the world wouldn’t stop my cock from swelling.

She reached into my underwear and found my swollen member. She started pumping it in her fist. Her mouth was half-open and her eyes were stuck on mine. A seductive pixie was right here in front of me, just trying to make me forget everything.

“Just forget…”

Her whispered words filled my ears and put me in a daze. I lost my senses as she kept jerking my cock.

There was no point in waiting any longer.

I stood up from my seat and started fiddling with her jeans. They were so tight that they hugged her figure perfectly. I tugged and pulled them down her legs until her thong was exposed. My eyes still on hers, I let her jeans bunch at her ankles on top of her shoes. Then I grabbed the waistband of her panties and rolled them down her thighs.

She was wet, dripping onto the seat. Her pussy glistened underneath the dim lights of the clubhouse. The sight was enough to make any man’s mouth water. But with my cock painfully straining between my legs, I couldn’t wait.

I pushed my underwear down and freed my cock. Then I stepped between her legs, forcing her panties down with my boot, and held my cock to her entrance. She spread her legs as much as she could then leaned back, bracing herself on the bar.

Michelle and I had fucked more times than I could count. I never got tired of her. The best thing about her being my old lady was that she never refused. Wherever I wanted it, however I wanted it, whenever I wanted it. She gave it to me. There was always a desire burning in her eyes that made my own craving for her that much stronger.

Tonight… Tonight I didn’t just want her. I needed her. I needed to be with her so I knew there was a fire still inside of me. A fire to tell me that I was capable of pulling this off.

I pressed my cock to her entrance. Just my tip disappeared inside of her. Michelle bit her lip in response. Her eyelids flickered. I reached up and cupped one of her tits. My other hand reached around and held the small of her back so I could push the rest of my cock into her.

“Fuck!”

Michelle sighed loud. Her cry echoed off the walls of the empty clubhouse.

I started thumping my cock into her. My hilt banged against her pussy. The wet sound of our bodies slapping together grew louder with every thrust.

She arched her back and started moving her hips to meet me. The entire time, she kept her eyes locked on me.

I wanted this moment to last forever. The feeling was like nothing else in the world. But looking into her eyes was like having my soul pulled out of me.

“Give it to me,” she sighed. “Give it to me, babe… Just like that…”

I slammed my cock into her pussy. Hard thrusts rocked the entire bar frame. I moved my hands down to the small of her back so I could hold her in place. She remained splayed against the bar while I banged her hard into it.

“Fuck… Give it to me… Declan… Garnet…”

My lungs burned in my chest. My heart was on the verge of exploding. I felt like grinding my teeth into dust while the sweat dripped down my forehead.

“Garnet… Garnet…”

Hearing her say my name was a chorus from heaven. An angel calling out to me.

My muscles tightened up. My breath grew shorter until I held it completely. I banged my cock into her so hard and fast that it felt like I was going to pass out.

“Garnet…”

I saw the edge and fell over. I plunged my cock into her as deep as I could.

I squeezed my hands on her while I exploded inside of her. Thick throbs of cum fired out of me. My knees buckled but I kept myself standing straight. My entire body felt like falling over. But I held my ground, looking into the eyes of the woman who gave me the strength I needed to do what I needed to do.

My cock emptied completely into her. I pulled out and a trail of our fluids leaked out of her.

Michelle sat in front of me, breathing hard with a focused stare. I stood before her. Even though I knew what was about to happen, I’d never been so determined. I wouldn’t let her down. I wouldn’t let anybody down.

The Black Reapers and I were going to do this. Nobody could stop us.