Elena
I woke up in Reed’s arms; he was still in bed. Normally, he would be up at the crack of dawn. I knew last night took a toll on both of us.
I reached over the side of the bed, pulling out my burner phone, knowing there was no better moment than the present to start working things out with the FBI. The sooner things were sorted out, the safer myself and everyone I cared for would be.
To: Kris
I need to see you ASAP. When can you get here?
Not even a minute later, she texted me back.
From: Kris
6 hrs. Where?
To: Kris
Bubbas, call me when you’re close.
Reed rolled over, pulling me back against him. “Turn the damn phone off, babe.” I turned around to face him, brushing my hand across his face. I loved touching his face. I loved waking up with him in bed. I loved him. I hadn’t told him that yet, though.
“What are you thinking so hard about?” he asked, reading me once again. He had become an expert at that one.
“Nothing.” I tried to play it off, but I doubted he bought it.
He laughed at me, opening his eyes. “I can sense when you’re doing the squishy face, and you were squishy facing it.”
“You know me so well,” I said. I sat up on the bed, Indian style. He did know me, but he didn’t. I didn’t alter my cover story when I came here. Everything I’d ever said to him had been the truth. Minus the fact that I worked for the FBI.
Yeah, minus that.
“I do, and don’t you forget it.” He slapped my ass. “Ouch!” I yelled, but he just smiled at me, that devilish smile that I’d come to adore. Reed shot up, pulling me onto his lap. He slid his hand underneath my shorts, rubbing the reddened flesh. With his other hand, he went under the pathetic excuse of a shirt I had on. It had so many holes in it; it could count as lingerie from Victoria’s Secret. He stopped at my breast, rubbing his thumb over my erect nipple. Reed put his mouth over the other, sucking me into his mouth.
“Mmmm, now this is an enjoyable way to wake up.” He mumbled something against my breast that I couldn’t make it out. He kept sucking and pinching. “Can we move this along?” I groaned. Reed was such a tease, and I hated it. I loved it when we have hours to go on, but when we had like an hour before we both had to be up, I hated it even more.
I suddenly flew back against the bed, he ripped my shirt in half, exposing my body. “So, fucking beautiful.”
Reed came back down to me, biting my nipple with his teeth. He grabbed my shorts and panties, tearing them down my legs onto the floor below us. His hands slid between my folds, showing him how wet I was, how eager I was for him to be inside me.
“Reeeeeeed,” I groaned as he came up from my breast, smirking wildly. “There will be plenty of time for that later, precious.”
“I want you to fuck me.” I was stern, promising in my tone. I wasn’t playing around, I was horned up, and I needed his dick inside me. His head went to my neck. His playful biting continued, for a few minutes I let it happen, his fingertips glided up my body. Reed made me feel beautiful, like the sexiest woman on the planet.
His thumb brushed against my clit, causing me to squirm instantly. “Anxious, are we?”
“Reed, fuck me or get out!” I don’t think he knew how serious I was. I was tired of the teasing. I wanted him to be inside me. It wasn’t just because I was horned up. I loved the connection we had, and when we had sex, it intensified so much.
“Ultimatums?” Reed got off the bed and walked towards the bathroom. He cocked his head back. “I don’t like ultimatums, baby.”
“I don’t like getting teased!” I growled out. “Get over here!” I sat up on the bed, he didn’t move, he just stared at me. He would come, in more ways than one.
I knew how he operated.
I slid my legs open, giving him a gracious view of my waxed pussy. He could pretend he didn’t want it as much as I did, but he did. I could see right through his bullshit, and I was giving him an invitation he had to take. “I’m not asking.” I’m demanding. I’m telling. In all seriousness, he’d better get over here, or he wouldn’t be getting laid for a week.
Reed came to me. His tree trunk arms lifted me into the air, he slid into me, lifting me up and down on his cock like he’s at the gym lifting weights. He put his mouth over my breast, biting down on my nipple. I screamed in ecstasy when the first orgasm came, and then the second and by the third he had me on my stomach on our bed, pounding into me from behind. “Reed – Oh – Reed,” I moaned, and he smacked my ass hard. At first, it hurt, but then it felt amazing, he smacked my other cheek as he slammed into me. I fell prisoner to the best orgasm of my entire life. I saw stars. The sky changed to purple.
I’m was truly in heaven.
He stopped when his orgasm came, and he stayed inside me for a minute, then slid out, holding me against him. “That was…amazing,” I breathed.
“Damn fucking straight.” Reed kissed the top of my head, his hand grazed up and down my arm sweetly.
***
Six hours felt like six entire days, and I was antsy the entire afternoon. It was ten minutes before the six hours were up, and I went back into Reed’s and my room and slipped into a black lace bodysuit. I paired it with a pair of black jeggings and of course black heels.
I looked in the mirror. I looked hot.
“Damn, chicka! Where’re you off to?” Michelle said. Every head turned in the room to her comment. I wanted to chuckle; half the men had their mouths open.
“You guys might want to pick your jaws up from off the floor before Reed comes in,” I warned.
They shut their mouths just Reed came walking in through the front door of the clubhouse. Now his jaw was on the floor, “Where the hell are you going dressed like that? Besides our bedroom.” The guys in the clubhouse laughed, as did some of the women.
He was cute. Too bad I didn’t like cute.
I walked towards him, “I’m going to Bubba’s. My best friend is coming into town.”
“You’re not going alone.” Reed was firm, his eyes glancing over my outfit. I leaned up to his ear and whispered: “I’ll make it up to you later, you can see my entire ensemble.”
“No. You aren’t going alone. I’m coming with you.”
“No!” I just made an ass of myself. “No, I mean…she doesn’t know that, uh...I’m seeing anyone.”
“Perfect, a great time for introductions. Who else is coming?” He shouted it to the group of men, a few turned and exited on their bikes. Reed grabbed my hand. I thought we were going to my Mustang. Instead, he brought me up to his bike, “Uh…Reed?”
He laughed at me, sliding his jacket off, and he put it on me, zipping it up completely. He handed me a helmet, securing it for me. “I’m gonna get on, and you’re just gonna hop on behind me, and hold tight, okay?” I nodded to his instructions. I’d never ridden with him or anyone for that matter. Sure enough, he got on, and I somehow managed to get on behind him. I held onto him for dear life, and we were off.
The ride to Bubba’s was short, mainly because Reed flew like the fucking devil up the roads. I spotted the unmarked car I knew Kristie was in, but I couldn’t see her inside, so I took Reed’s help getting off the bike and looked for the woman I knew would stand out. She was sitting at the bar, Max was next to her, probably hitting on her. Kristie is fucking hot, with a capital H. She’s petite, with a curvy body and long blonde hair.
“Kris!” I yelled, waving at her. She seemed relieved at first until she saw Reed’s arm around me. I turned, facing him. “Babe, can I talk to her first, and then I’ll come find you?” He nodded, kissing me on the lips.
I smiled as he walked away, then approached Kristie. “Max, get lost.” I tapped him on the shoulder. He did as I said, and I slid up next to Kris. “You invited me to their biker bar?” She was annoyed, but at least it was here and not some preppy ass restaurant like we had in Cincinnati.
“What the fuck is going on El’?” Kristie was annoyed, maybe even pissed.
“Some things have changed. Major things.” I went through the process of telling her about my father, about me inheriting the club. Even a little bit about Reed.
“So, you’re head over heels for him?” she asked. I suppose it was obvious. Why else would I have risked all I had already?
“Yep.” There was no hesitation in my voice. I was head over heels for him. He was amazing. “I’ve got it bad. Kris, I need to re-negotiate things. It’s different now.”
“I was afraid that was coming up.” She was rolling her eyes at me as my handler, but as my best friend, I knew she was happy.
“I want immunity for everyone affiliated with Skulls Renegade MC and Vipers MC. I can continue to work for the bureau with Vipers, but I don’t want Skulls Renegade to have any part of it. They aren’t doing anything dirty, Kris, they don’t deserve it.”
“Fine. Immunity, for you all. But you’d better keep your end of the deal. I need names. I need the players that are shipping these girls around.”
“You’ve got it, but I’m buying the women as they come in, from Vipers MC. I’m getting a program up like Reed has. I will not let these women be sold into worse fates, not when I can do something about it.” Kris nodded at me, telling me she was on board. “Now, do you want to meet my boyfriend?” I grinned from ear to ear.
“I can’t believe you found an MC man. I cannot fucking believe it.”
“Well, believe it, darling, because it’s happened!” I scooted off my barstool until I found Reed, he was chatting with Seamus. “Come, pass the friend test,” I joked, Seamus laughed his ass off, Reed took my hand.
We walked up to Kris, and Reed was getting nervous. “Reed, this is my best friend, Kristie. Kristie, this is Reed.” They both exchanged hello’s, after that it wasn’t so bad.
“Who’s the big guy who keeps staring at us?” Kris asked, and I turned on Reed’s lap and looked at Seamus. “That’s Seamus, and he’s not looking at us. He’s looking at you.”
“Like the WWE wrestler?”
I died laughing. Reed joined in. “El’ said the same thing when she met him,” he explained. “I’m surprised she even watched WWE.”
“Um, WWE is amazing. Muscular men in latex, it’s practically porn. Ask any woman why they watch WWE, they will tell you the same thing.”
“Daisy! Why do you watch WWE?” Reed yelled over the bar. She giggled and winked.
“For the hot ass men in latex!”
“Point proved. Checkmate bitch,” I said smugly. We all sat at the bar for the next two hours eating and drinking.
“Is she always like this?” Reed asked Kristie in a teasing tone.
“Hey, you can’t return her now. She’s all yours,” Kris laughed, I did too.
“Aw! She likes you!”
“Well, I’ve got to get back to Ohio. Keep me up to date, and Mondays, remember.” I saluted Kris as she walked through the doors.
“You know who I’d love to see in some latex?” I put on my super sexy voice, whispering into his ear.
“Hell fucking no. No matter what you do, I will never fucking do that.”
“But I’m supposed to get in latex, and leather, and things like this?” I moved my hand over my lace, see-through bodysuit.
Reed growled at me, “Woman, you’re the devil.”
“Then you’re a sinner.” I crushed my lips down onto his, moving my hands up into his hair as he planted his hands on my ass. I heard woop woop’s coming from the room. “I think we’ve got an audience,” I muttered. He smiled at me, returning to our kiss.
I pulled away when I couldn’t breathe anymore, “I love your kisses.”
Reed tightened his grip around me, biting down on my neck. “Reed,” I growled, he moved his lips up my neck, pressing along my jawline. The doorway opened, displaying a few men from my MC and a few guys who I didn’t recognize.
“I’ll be back.” Reed slid me down on the barstool. Daisy came trotting up from behind the bar.
“Damn girl, he is packing on the PDA with you.”
“Mhm. I don’t mind it though.” And I truly didn’t.
“Funny, a few months ago, you were in this exact seat, and he was over there. I love how you two turned out.”
“Awww, thanks, Mom!” Daisy smacked me with a wet towel, “More vodka!” She brought me a couple shots. I took one back. Daisy met every shot I took with one of her own. She went back behind the bar when a man I didn’t recognize spoke to me.
“Irish, you’re looking hot tonight.” Irish? What is he, twelve? I don’t know him, “I think you’re talking to the wrong person.”
“Oh no, I’m talking to the right woman. I’m just wondering if the carpet matches the curtains.” Oh, my god. Thank god, I could keep a poker face, that was something I wasn’t expecting. Mr. Sexy Talk put his hand on my hip and started to slide it around me. I picked his arm up, moving it off me. “You, keep your hands to yourself.”
“Why, love? There’s no patch on your back. I don’t see your man around here. Are you claimed? You someone’s Old Lady?”
“My man is around here, a matter of fact. That’s him.” I shifted my eyes to Reed aggressively walking up to me
“Kyle, leave my Old Lady alone.”
“Can’t blame me, she’s a nice piece. Where’s her cut?” Kyle was stepping on Reed’s toes, I didn’t know Kyle, but from the way Reed was acting, they weren’t on the best of terms. “At home.”
“Hmpf” Kyle muttered, he stared me up and down then looked back to Reed. “You scored a Unicorn, how’d you manage that, Brother?”
Daisy came back over to us. She stared at Kyle. “What the fuck are you doing here?! Get out!” Daisy picked up a shot of vodka and threw it on him.
“I can remember a time I made you that wet.”
“Reed, get your asshole of a brother out of here before I find a knife and do it myself!”
“I’ll see you in the clubhouse.” Kyle smacked Reed’s shoulder. “I’ll see you later baby,” Daisy responded by flipping him the bird. He walked out the front of the bar.
“I didn’t know you had a brother.” Reed didn’t respond to me, he just grabbed me, keeping his arm wrapped around my waist.
“You don’t walk around in the house unless I’m with you, or one of the other brothers are there. Got me?”
“What?” Is this because his brother was here? “Reed, what the hell?”
“He’s my evil twin. Evil being the primary word there, babe. Just do it, for me.” I caved and accepted his terms, “Let’s go home.”
Reed flew through the mountains until we came right into the district of Gainesville, he sped up, completely ignoring the speeding signs. I wasn’t surprised when I saw some blue coming up in his mirrors. “Shit,” he growled, little did he know I could make this go away.
Reed slowed down along the shoulder. The officer came up to us. “I’m going to handle this, so just be quiet,” I told Reed, the officer was right next to us.
“Officer, I’m just going to pull out my identification from my purse. Okay?”
“Miss, I don’t need to see your identification. I need the driver’s.”
“Sir, I believe you want to see mine.” He nodded to me. I grabbed my federal ID issued by the bureau and handed it to him. He flipped it open, looking at me and then my ID. I slid my helmet off, “Ah. Agent Johnson, my apologies.”
“It’s perfectly fine.” He handed me my ID and walked back to his car, I slid it back into my purse, put my helmet back on and tightened my arm around Reed.
“What was that?”
“I’ll tell you when we get home.”