Cody drove the bike up to his spot on top of the mountain and sat watching the sun as it finished setting down in the valley below him. His entire life he’d made promises to himself that he’d never turn out to be like his old man. Yet, here he was, using his fists to solve every one of his problems. He might not be beating on people that he was supposed to care for, but who’s to say that’s not how the old man started out? When Doc was alive he used to make comments sometimes about how Cody’s father had “settled down” in his old age. What Doc hadn’t known and later, Dax, was that the old man hadn’t “settled down,” he’d just found a way to release all of that anger at home. He beat his wife to the point of her leaving…or worse. When Cody was really angry with him, he used to imagine that she’d come and take them away. One day Keller told him that would never happen. When Cody asked him how he knew that, Keller just told his little brother to trust him, their mother was never coming back. For a while Cody was angry at her for leaving them behind, but as he got older he began to suspect that she hadn’t left of her own free will. Cody began to suspect that the old man had killed her, probably accidentally, and he’d gotten rid of the body and just told everyone she’d run off. He’d met her through the club’s porn business. She didn’t have any family, and before she was under the heavy thumb of Cody’s father she liked to party. So since no one knew the old man abused her, no one other than Keller and Cody suspected that she was dead.

What if Cody was just like him? What if someday he took that anger too far and hurt someone he was supposed to love? He couldn’t imagine ever hurting a woman, or a child…but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t do it someday…did it?

He pulled off his skullcap and ran his hand through his short hair. He’d gone through life angry and feeling sorry for himself. But all along what he’d also been doing was ignoring the fact that he was lucky enough to have people in his life that wanted to make it better. He’d avoided so many beatings over the years because Keller stepped in and took them for him. He’d avoided going to foster homes because Doc and then Dax had stepped in and prevented it. Macy might not have turned out to be the one he spent the rest of his life with, but she had saved him too in her own way. She’d taught him that he was loveable, in spite of the fact that his old man used to love to tell him that no one would ever love or want him. Jimmy had taught him that no matter what friends did to each other, you never stop loving them, or wanting them in your life. People out in the community might look at the club as outlaws and thugs, but everything Cody knew about love, respect, came from these people…his people…and inside the law or outside of it, the one thing that remained consistent was that they took care of each other.

“Hey!” Cody jumped and turned at the sound of Harley’s voice.

“What are you doing here?”

She smiled and came over to sit down in the dirt next to him. “Looking for you.”

“How did you know where I was?”

She shrugged. “I didn’t. You weren’t at the clubhouse and your bike wasn’t around so I thought I’d give it a shot. What are you doing up here all alone?”

He smiled. “Soul-searching.”

“Uh-oh, did I interrupt some heavy shit?”

He chuckled. “Yeah, you did, kind of.”

“Want me to leave?”

Cody slid his arm around her shoulders and pulled her in close. “Not even a little bit.” He brushed his lips along the top of her head. He loved the way her hair smelled, and the way she felt in his arms. But he also knew that eventually, he was going to have to add fucking and maybe falling in love with a cop’s girlfriend to the list of things he’d done to screw up his life. They sat there like that for a long time and then, as if reading his mind or sensing his, Harley said, “I broke up with Kyle.”

“You did?”

She nodded into him. “He asked me to marry him.”

“Oh…”

“I couldn’t marry him. I don’t love him. I tried just telling him it was too soon for us to talk about things like that, but he said that he loved me and he knew what he wanted. That made me feel bad. I had to tell him the truth, that I didn’t think I’d ever want to marry him.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m not in love with him, and honestly, I was only dating him because it made my father so happy. I mean, at first I went out with him because he’s hot and I’ve always wanted to fuck him…”

Cody snorted, “Don’t hold back, Harley, tell me what’s on your mind.”

“You jealous, big guy?”

“Not even.”

She laughed. “Yes, you are. That’s good. Kyle’s a good guy, he really is.”

“Are we still talking about him?”

“Yes, hush and let me finish. He’s smart and he’s hot and he knows what to do in the bedroom…”

“Really? Now I have to hear how good he fucks?”

“Will you please just let me finish?”

“Fine, but if you start describing his junk to me, I’m out of here.”

She giggled. “Okay, I’ll leave that part out. Now, where was I?”

“You were telling me how sweet and smart and hot Kyle Brady is.” He rolled his eyes.

She giggled again and said, “He is, really. He’s going to make some lucky girl really happy someday. But that girl is not me and he deserved to know that, right?”

“Sure. You could have just said that and left out all of that other crap about how amazing he is…”

She ignored Cody’s sarcasm and went on, “He deserves someone that thinks about him all the time, the way I think about you.”

“You think about me, all the time?”

“Have you not been paying attention?”

“I thought I was, but I’m confused now. I still thought we were talking about Kyle the Great.”

She laughed. “You are jealous.”

“Sure, if that makes you happy, I’m jealous.”

She giggled again. “You are, but I won’t make you admit it. The fact is, Cody Miller, I have wanted you since I was a little girl.”

“Yeah, but back then it was just to piss off your old man.”

“You don’t know anything at all, do you?”

“What? You weren’t trying to piss him off?”

“I was, yes, in a lot of ways. I hated the way he wanted to keep me imprisoned in that house. But you were always the one thing that wasn’t about pissing him off. Why do you think I went out of my way for so long to keep the two of you from meeting face to face? I could deal with him saying bad things about the club in general, or alcohol, drugs, stealing, sex…whatever. But I couldn’t stand the thought of him saying bad things about you. After I got drunk that night and he caught you bringing me home, he had someone look into your family. He said horrible things about you and your parents. It made my heart hurt and I told him I hated him, and we had these horrible screaming matches. Even after we moved, things were bad for a long time. But he loved the Bradys, and after a while I started thinking life would be easier if maybe I just tried to please him. Kyle asked me out a lot before I finally said yes. Then Angel and I started law school at the same time and I started spending a lot of time with her too. By that time she was living here with Dax, and one day we were talking and she told me Dax was going out to pick up some ‘young kid’ from prison. She didn’t know a lot about you, but what she did know was enough to convince me it was you. From that second on, I knew that Kyle wasn’t the man I wanted. It was you, Cody. It’s always been you. But, if you still want that Macy girl, I understand. She was born here and she doesn’t have a father that hates you and…” Cody shut her up by covering her mouth with his. He gave her a soft, sweet kiss. Hearing her say that she hated it when her father said bad things about him and his family touched him more deeply than anything else she’d said. She knew what a mess his family was, even back then. But she’d still defended him, and them.

He reached up as he kissed her and let his fingers run through her soft hair while they kissed. The arm he had around her began sliding down her back. He slid it down to her waist and rubbed slow circles against her lower back. She moaned into his mouth and pressed her body into his harder. His hand went lower and he slipped it underneath her and cupped her ass. He pulled her up with that one hand gripping her cheeks and the kiss went from sweet, soft and sexy, to hot, passionate and intense. He loved how intense she was. She was like a fire burning out of control…hot, dangerous, but so freaking beautiful that there was no way to resist the pull.

He found the bottom of her blouse and slid his hand up inside. Her soft skin was warm against his palm. It was like touching silk as he slid his hand up to the center of her back and unhooked her bra. Then he changed his position so that his legs were out in front of him and he pulled her up into his lap, facing away from him. He slid his hands underneath the loosened bra and ran them over her breasts, pressing his palms into her hard nipples. She moaned and arched her back, pressing her breasts out further and giving him better access. He kept one hand pinching and pulling at her nipples and used the other one to slide her shirt up her body. He had to stop touching her long enough for her to get the shirt and her bra off, and then he returned to what he was doing. For a long time they just sat there with her back against his chest and his hands massaging and caressing her body. She’d wiggle around a little every once in a while and press down against his full, hard cock. He wanted to take it out and slide it up into her, but he also wanted to take his time and drag this out.

Harley was never much for delayed gratification. She sat up and wiggled around so that she was facing him, took his face in her hands, and pulled his head down to her neck. He smiled into her flesh before kissing her long neck and then down across her chest to her nipples. He gave each one a soft kiss and then let his tongue come out and play. He loved the way her nipples got harder against his tongue as he pressed into them and rolled them around. He sucked one into his mouth and reached up to hold onto a handful of her hair while he sucked. Harley was moaning and bouncing up and down in his lap. His cock was throbbing with desire and need, and he wasn’t going to be able to wait much longer to feel her tight, wet pussy wrapped around his shaft.

Cody held onto Harley’s waist and pushed her back slightly so he could stand up and pull her up with him. She swayed slightly, like she was dizzy, and he pulled her in closer. She put her hands on the front of his shirt and let them slide down, feeling the hard muscles of his chest under his t-shirt. She let them slide all the way down to the front of his jeans and ran them across the bulge there that was threatening to rip them wide open. He groaned as she ran her hands up and down the outline of his throbbing cock, and then she grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pushed it up. Cody helped her take it off and he tossed it down in the dirt. She put her arms around him and buried her face in his chest, kissing the outlines of his muscles and letting her tongue play with his nipples. Cody shuddered into her and his hands shook as he reached down to unbutton and unzip her jeans. She had to push them down with her hands and wiggle out of them and while she did that, he took off his own.

She was so beautiful that every time he saw her naked his breath caught in his throat. He dropped to his knees right there in the dirt and put his arms around her waist. He kissed her stomach and down to the top of her mound before kissing the tops of her thighs and making her quiver. She put her hands on his face and tried to pull him back up, but he wasn’t finished yet. He kissed the wet lips of her pussy, and she stepped sideways so that her thighs were open to him. He put his tongue at the top of her slit, skimming her swollen clit and making her groan. Then he licked her from top to bottom, tasting her sweetness and making her moan. She used her hold on his face to press him in deeper, and Cody obliged by sucking her clit in between his teeth and flicking it with his tongue while he held onto it. Harley was getting more excited, panting and gasping and making sexy noises as Cody pleasured her with his tongue and lips and teeth. Each time he bit down on her lips or her clit she’d scream out, cuss him, and push his face back into her, begging for more.

He reached back and held her bare cheeks in his hands while he snaked his tongue up into her silky tunnel. She was practically screaming and she humped his face until she did scream out in the throes of an incredibly strong orgasm. Cody had to hold her tighter to keep her from sliding to the ground on shaky legs. He held onto her as he got back to his feet and then he kissed her again. She licked his lips hungrily like she loved the taste of herself on his mouth. She reached down while they kissed, and took his cock into her hand and began to stroke it. Cody gasped. She was holding on tightly while moving her hand up and down from shaft to tip. He stood there with his own knees threatening to give out and let her stroke him until he was almost ready to blow. Then he took her hand in his and stopped her.

“Don’t like that, baby?”

“Fuck,” he said with his eyes half-open and his breaths coming in short gasps. “I love it. I’d bet that a man can’t buy a hand job like that. I had to make you stop because in your hand is not where I want to come.”

“Mm…where do you want to come, baby?”

“In that sweet, tight little pussy.”

“I like it when your voice gets all deep and sexy like that.”

“Just wait until my cock gets deep and sexy in your pussy—I bet you’re going to like that even more.”

“You know it, baby. You have a blanket in those saddlebags?”

“Fuck, no. Why would I have a fucking blanket?”

She laughed. “Chill, Miller. I’ve got one in the car.”

“The muscle car?”

“No.” She curled her lip. “I have my car tonight, boring little Ford Focus.”

“I bet that Ford Focus is as hot as a Ferrari with you behind the wheel. When you’re around, Harley, nothing is boring. Come on, let’s get the blanket.” He took her hand and they walked the short path down to where her car was parked alongside the road. It was a gravel road and not very busy, but Cody realized while she was pulling the blanket out of the trunk that anyone could drive by at any time and see them. Maybe he’d spend too much time with Harley lately, but that idea seemed to make his cock grow even harder.

She handed him the blanket. She was letting him decide where he wanted to do it. He grinned at her and spread it out next to the car and then he lowered himself down onto it. She giggled and threw herself at him. He tickled her and they wrestled for a few seconds until he got her down on the blanket flat on her back. He took his cock in his hand and rubbed it back and forth, up and down across her soaked pussy.

“Stop teasing me,” she whispered, huskily.

“You don’t like that?”

“Mm, it’s good, but you know what I want.”

“What do you want, Harley?”

“I want you, prospect.” He laughed. “Pretend I’m one of the guys and do exactly what I say.”

Cody laughed again as he looked down at her. “No fucking way I can pretend you’re one of the guys. But I’ll be your own personal prospect. Tell me what you want.”

“I want you inside of me, now.”

Cody grinned at her again before lining himself up and thrusting inside of her. She arched her hips up off the blanket to meet him and grabbed his shoulders. He felt her fingernails dig into him and her body tighten up, and he realized that she was having another orgasm. She was thrusting her hips up and down as she came, and the look on her face might well be the most intensely erotic thing he’d ever seen. His cock began to harden even more and swell, and he grabbed her hips and held her in place while he fucked her.

Harley wrapped her legs around his waist and held on tightly as he drilled into her. He let go of her hips and braced his hands on either side of her head and fucked her the way he knew she liked it, hard and fast. She had her eyes open, locked into his, and he held her gaze and listened to the sounds of the night as their bodies met with a sharp slap every few seconds until the pleasure of it all was too much for him and his body exploded from the inside out and he filled her up with his own orgasm, one that left his world tipped sideways on its axis. Cody hadn’t been with that many women in his life, but he couldn’t imagine that it could ever be better than it was with Harley. Having an orgasm inside of her was the most exciting thing he could imagine and each time he did it, he couldn’t wait for the next.

He finally lay down next to her on the blanket and pulled her into his chest. She was silent for a long time, breathing hard and clutching onto him. The cold night air began to raise goosebumps on her sweaty flesh and Cody was touching the ones on her arms with his fingertips. It was like making love to even the smallest part of her. “Cody?” she whispered.

“Yes, baby?”

“I didn’t scare you, with all that talk about how badly I wanted you, did I?”

He cuddled her tighter. “No, baby. I want you too.”

“Good. But you know I don’t just mean I want to fuck you, right?”

“I got that impression. But I am just a stupid prospect so maybe you should lay it out for me.”

He felt her smile against his chest. “I love you, prospect.”