Chapter Five
Did she want him to stop? Mary stared into his eyes as his hand stayed still against her pussy. Two of his fingers were inside her, stretching her with his warmth. Licking her lips, Mary didn’t know what to do. She didn’t want to be with Mac, but she also didn’t want to cave to Pike. She didn’t want him to stop either. Her decision was torn between wanting something and not having it.
She craved the need for release, to make her first experience better. At the same time she didn’t want Pike to think he had some kind of hold over her.
“I’m not going to fall in love with you.”
“I’m not asking you to,” he said, gritting his teeth.
“This is not love. I’m not going to fall over myself in love with you. This is sex. Nothing more. You’re going to teach me everything you failed on that night.”
He arched a brow. “Am I?”
“Yes.”
“And why would I do that?”
“Gossip spreads. It wouldn’t take long for the brothers of the club to know you can’t hack giving a virgin a good time,” she said. She could fight fire with fire. Had Pike forgotten where she came from? Where Holly spent Christmases with her parents being loved and cared for by everyone around her, Mary had learned how to disappear. She’d learned how to fight for survival and to take care of herself.
Pike was under some kind of assumption that she was this weak woman who needed him. She didn’t need him. What she wanted out of him was sex, that was all. Using him to get what she wanted.
No other man in Vale Valley held her interest.
Only Pike.
She could cut her heart out of the equation. He’d broken her heart, torn her life in two. For the last few months she’d not really been living, but she could gain it all back now. This was the new her, the one who’d gladly take his fingers, and relish the orgasm he was going to give her.
“I don’t want you to stop.”
“You’re playing with a master here, Mary. Don’t think you won’t get burned.”
“You fooled me once, Pike. You’re not going to fool me again.” Reaching down, she touched his cock. He was already aroused, pulsing against her hand with his need. “I know what you want now. I’m not giving you anything else.” She rubbed her hand up and down his pants, watching his eyes dilate.
Mary had been a fighter all her life. She knew how to cut people off, shut them out, and deal with life. Pike, he’d gotten through her defenses, torn her apart as he was the only man she’d ever been in love with. No more. She wasn’t going to love him anymore. The attraction was there, and she wanted him, her body wanted him. What was wrong with giving in to a little need?
Tugging on his belt, she loosened up his jeans long enough to fit her hand inside. He wasn’t wearing any boxers or briefs. Circling her fingers around his cock, she groaned at the way he filled her hand.
“You want me?” she asked, turning the tables on him. She wasn’t going to take this lying down. The old her would have been putty in his hand. This time, she wasn’t going to be predictable and what she thought he needed.
“What the fuck happened to you?” He held her neck with his thumb playing along her pulse.
“Nothing happened to me, Pike.” She shoved his jeans down his thighs until his cock stood out long and proud. Working from the root of his shaft she brought her hand up to the tip to circle his pre-cum.
The panties he’d placed on her were yanked down her thighs. His fingers slid through her wet pussy. When he touched her clit she almost went up in flames.
“Have you had a man since me?” he asked.
Smiling, Mary shook her head. “You don’t get to ask that question. I don’t want to tell you.”
He’d probably fucked hundreds of women since her. She refused to care what he did with his dick. Providing he wasn’t infected with some dick rotting disease then she was happy.
“Tell me.”
“No.” Anything she’d tell her boyfriend or best friend, she wouldn’t tell Pike. He was neither. Pike had lost that right months ago when he broke her heart. The best way to heal a broken heart was to get under a new man. She wasn’t going to get under a new man but expel the old one from her system. Mary had desired Pike for so long that she wasn’t going to pass this opportunity.
“Fine.”
He tipped her to the bed, and with her hand wrapped around his cock, Pike didn’t have a choice but to join her on the bed. She giggled, noticing how he moved his body away from her leg.
“You want to play?” he asked.
“I thought we were playing.” She stroked his cock to emphasize her words.
“Fuck.” He growled the word against her neck.
Smiling up at the ceiling, she closed her eyes while touching him. The tip of his cock was soaking wet now from his arousal. With the way he lay on her she couldn’t move to touch him.
She tensed up as his fingers skimmed up the inside of her left thigh. His touch was light, teasing.
“You’ve got to relax, baby.” He licked a path from her pulse up to her ear, whispering. “With you tense like this, you can’t enjoy what I’m about to do to you.”
“What are you about to do to me?” she asked.
One of his hands was tangled in her wet hair, keeping her in place.
“No, you’re not in control here, princess. I’m the one in control.”
“You like me here, Pike. Your body is betraying you.”
“Let’s see about yours.” His fingers dived into her pussy. She screamed as three fingers stretched her wider than she had been before. “Do you want to be this wet for me, Mary? This pussy, it knows its master.”
“You’re not my master, Pike, This pussy is going to know a lot of cock after you.” She glared up at him, tightening her hold around his cock.
“You’re right. It’s going to know a lot of my cock.”
He stopped all protest from her by kissing her. His tongue slid inside her mouth, reminding her exactly of how long and thick his cock was. He’d be so big and wide.
She was getting wetter by the second imagining him inside her, pounding. Listening to Holly and Duke fuck had messed with her mind.
“I’m going to fuck you every chance I get. Your pussy is going to be so used to my dick you won’t be able to think about another man’s cock.”
She thrust up to meet his fingers, needing him to stop the ache that was building.
Gripping his shoulder, she sank her nails into his flesh at the same time as working his cock. His breath was coming in shallow pants. She loved that he was struggling to stay in control. He was as lost with sexual need as she was.
She gasped when his thumb landed on her clit, moving from side to side. Each touch had her shaking in his arms.
“Soon it will be my cock inside this pussy while you come apart.”
Mary didn’t let up on her strokes.
“Fuck, baby, I’m so close to losing control.”
She stared into his eyes, watching the pleasure cross his face with her touch. Mary didn’t look away, staring right back at him as she worked her pussy on his fingers. It had been too damn long since she had an orgasm. She really needed one.
Blast Holly and her sexy life.
If she’d not spent the last week listening to her friend have sex she wouldn’t be crazy now.
“Let yourself go, baby. Come for me.”
Closing her eyes, she relaxed against his hold, crying out as the edge of bliss that had been teasing her for so long finally came crashing down. She heard Pike growl then felt the splash of his seed on her stomach. Mary didn’t stop touching him through her orgasm.
Finally, he held her hand steady. “You’ve got to stop.” He was shaking, and she saw the pain in his eyes.
“Why?”
“I’m a little sensitive. Men get sensitive after an orgasm.”
She tilted her head to the side. “It’s good to know.”
He didn’t look away, and Mary kept staring back. No backing down, no letting feelings get involved.
Pike cupped her cheek, but she stopped him by gripping his wrist. “Don’t.”
“What?” he asked.
“Don’t make this about anything more than what it was.”
“Mary?”
“No. I made that mistake before.” She spoke the words through gritted teeth. “I meant what I said. I’m not falling, and that means no touches like that.”
He looked like he wanted to argue. “Fine.” He pulled back and looked at her stomach. “I made a mess.”
She couldn’t move to clean it, as otherwise she’d have been long gone by now.
Pike left her side, grabbing the towel and wiping the white drops of his cum from her stomach. When it was over, he helped her with the panties, jeans, and shirt.
Mary hated him for being right. She finally felt like she was on the road to recovery.
****
Pike was about to brush her hair when banging on his door interrupted them. He didn’t like the way things were going. She’d stopped him from cupping her check, and kissing her lips. It was okay. She was hurting from the past, and he could wait. It wouldn’t be long until she caved. He knew women and how they ticked. Finding Mary’s weak spot would be a walk in the park.
“Are you expecting company?” she asked.
“No.”
“Pike, I know you’re in there. Mary! Mary!” Holly yelled for her friend.
“I guess we know who’s here.”
“Help me up,” Mary said, holding out her arms for him to take.
This was not how he anticipated this going. He’d expected her to be falling at his feet, wanting what he wanted. Mary, she was different.
Passing her the brush, he’d really wanted to comb her hair. He didn’t know why, but seeing her hold the brush knowing he wouldn’t get a chance made him angry. Holly had interrupted his moment with Mary.
She took the brush from his hand, and he walked her back to the kitchen. Being in this room would, he hoped, remind her of what he offered her with his home.
“I’ll be back with your guardian.”
“I wouldn’t be mean to Holly. She’d kick your ass,” Mary said, smiling at him.
“I’ll keep that in mind.” Mary was holding back from him. He saw it in her gaze. The way she wasn’t open with him, cutting him off from being with her.
Bowing his head at the door, Pike gritted his teeth. He hadn’t expected it to be easy, but he’d not expected her to pull away from him. Mary was a loving woman and yet, she wasn’t showing him anything. She’d shown him the lust, not the love.
Fuck, love.
No, he didn’t love Mary. He cared about her.
“Open up, Pike,” Duke said, knocking on the door.
He didn’t love Mary, and yet the thought of her finding anyone else to be with left him sick to his stomach. What the hell was that all about?
Lifting his head, he opened the door to find Holly glaring daggers at him.
“Can I help you?” he asked.
“Yeah, you can help me, you shit. Where’s Mary? How dare you take her from Mac like that?” She shoved him hard in the chest. Pike didn’t move, at which she growled even harder. “Get out of my way!” she demanded when he didn’t move an inch.
“Pike, move your ass out of the way before my woman starts stressing.” Duke sent out the warning, reminding him of Holly’s delicate condition.
“Fine.” Pike moved out of the way to watch Holly barrel past him.
“Mary,” Holly said, calling her name.
“Well, that didn’t go well,” Pike said, waiting for Duke to enter.
“I’ve told her everything is fine. She’s worried about Mary being with you.” Duke closed the door behind him.
“Is Raoul pissed?”
“Yeah, he’s pissed, but the kid made a point.”
“Which was?”
“No matter how much I was pissed at him for doing what he did to Holly, he’s more than made up for it. I can’t vote the kid out.”
“I didn’t think you were going to.”
“I was hoping to. I’ve been giving him a shit deal. The bastard took everything I dished out without complaint. It was wrong of me. Russ settled the score, and I started it up again. It doesn’t make for a good prez. I’ve let shit go to my head. You all should vote me out.”
Pike gripped Duke’s shoulder. “It’s not going to happen. This is all new for us, and we’re all going to get through this. Talk to him. Sit him down and wipe the slate clean. He’s not going to go anywhere, and we need him for Diaz and the deals.” Pike’s only beef with the kid was what he had done to Holly over three years ago on prom night. No man in the Trojans bragged about banging a brother’s daughter. Holly had grown up in the club life and deserved something better. Raoul learned from his mistakes, and from what Pike had seen with Mary, he’d kept his hands to himself. Her pussy was still so fucking tight, begging for his cock to slide inside.
“Come on then, tell me about the change of heart with Mary,” Duke said.
“Shouldn’t we go back to them?” he asked. He couldn’t even hear Mary and Holly talking.
“Nah. Leave them to talk it through. Holly needs to know she’s okay, and you need to tell me what the fuck is going on.”
Moving toward his office, Pike walked toward the window to stare out across the yard. It was overgrowing with weeds. He’d never been a keen gardener. Didn’t know shit about plants or where best to put them.
“Well, Pike? What the fuck is going on? One moment you’re telling me to butt out of your business with Mary. You don’t see her from one week to the next, and then you’re here, taking her back to your place.”
“I told you the reasons.”
“All of those reasons were there before. Why now?” Duke folded his arms over his chest.
“I thought about what you said.”
“What about?”
“Finding the right pussy.” Pike didn’t look away from the garden. He fisted his hands as before him, he saw Mary swollen with a kid, his kid, with another around her feet laughing, perhaps a dog messing around in the background.
“Is Mary the right pussy?” Duke asked.
“I don’t know, man. She is, she isn’t. I …” He stopped talking to run fingers through his hair. “The only life I’ve ever understood was this life. We live and die for the club. We breathe the club.”
“So.”
“People get killed. We lose people that we love.”
“I know.”
“Mary, she’s always been there you know? Like Holly, she’s always been in the background, waiting patiently for shit.” He pressed his fist to the glass, not breaking it simply resting against the coolness of it. “I fucked her that day when Holly came to you. I walked in, fucked her, and I made it awful.” He’d never opened up to anyone. Being in the club, you fought or you died. You didn’t let feelings get in the way. The club was at your back for your old lady, but it didn’t stop them getting killed. He’d watched Duke take Holly as his old lady for the club to see. No one would let anything happen to Holly. Ever since watching his friend take Holly, he couldn’t stop thinking about Mary. She was protected when she had nothing to do with him.
The club, they had enemies, not a lot but some. He didn’t want her to ever be at risk of being killed because of him.
“I’ve been a fucking coward, Duke.” He admitted the truth.
“You love her?”
“I don’t know. I care about her, but shit. I’ve not fucked another woman since I’ve been inside her. I thought I wasn’t a one woman man. I fucked it up, and now, I don’t know how to reach her.”
“Mary’s staying with you.”
“Yeah, she’s here all right, but she’s not really here.” Pike told him about trying to touch her.
“Damn, you better have washed your fingers before touching me. I don’t want another woman’s pussy on my hand,” Duke said.
“I’m being serious here.”
“I can’t tell you how to reach Mary. I don’t really know her or what she’s been through. I will tell you this, if you love her, it’s not going to matter how hard you’ve got to work, you’ll work to get her.” Duke gripped his shoulder. “I love you like a brother. Holly, she’s the world to me. Taking her as my old lady was the best thing I ever did. She’s got my kid in her, and I love her. I’m not afraid for the club to know how I feel. It doesn’t make you weak to love a woman. What makes you weak is to hide from it like a coward. The man I know as Pike, he wouldn’t hide from anything.”
Pike hugged his friend, pulling away quickly. Mary, she wasn’t going to be easy to bring back to him. She was there and not there, confusing as hell, but it was the only way he could describe it.
“How’s Holly? The pregnancy?”
“Everything is fine. I’m following her orders. She doesn’t want to tell anyone. To be honest, she’s scared. Her mom lost a kid and couldn’t have any more. It’s made her scared it’ll happen to her. I don’t know what to do. She’s so fucking afraid. Women go through pregnancy all the time with no problems.”
“There’s nothing you can do.” He slapped Duke on the shoulder, offering him support.
“Thanks, man. I needed that.”
“No worries. I’m here for you.”