Nav rolls me to my back, covering my body with his own, as he kisses me harder and deeper. He grips the sides of my undies on either side pulling them tight against my pussy before sliding down my body planting kisses along my torso and around my navel until he reaches between my legs and kisses me there over my panties. I grab his head and hold him there. I don’t know what I’m doing. I only know I don’t want him to ever stop. He pushes the crotch of my bottoms to the side, running a finger over my clit and down my slit. His breath fans over my intimate area as he pushes a finger inside me.

  I let out a gasp at the welcome intrusion. No one has ever touched me like this. I haven’t wanted anyone to until Navarro.

  “Damn, cupcake. You’re tight.”

  “You’re the first,” I tell him, and his eyes go scary dark as he stares up at me a beat before burying his head between my thighs and tasting me. I throw my head back on the pillow, closing my eyes. A million sensations light up every nerve in my body like a billion fireflies. My sexy biker lavishes me with licks and kisses.

  “You’re perfect,” his lips murmur against my clit. Two fingers push in me, and I cry out at the roughness, but I like it.

  A fire burns in my lower belly. An ache I’ve never experienced before coils inside me. I whimper as he shoves his fingers in my mouth and I taste myself on them.

  Stars burst behind my eyes as his tongue delves inside me where his fingers had been moments ago. My insides clench and my stomach tightens.

  Nav sucks my pussy and I pull his hair, riding his tongue as waves of pleasure crash through me.

  He kisses me slower and softer there as the sensation slows.

  “Are you on birth control?”

  I shake my head and he lays his head on my belly.

  “Fuckin’ killing me,” he mutters and kisses my navel.

  “What you just did to me…” I strum my fingers through his dark hair. “I wanna do it to you too.”

  “I could come with just the thought of being inside you,” he confesses, and I grow wet all over again. Nav moves up my torso. His lips meeting mine as he reaches between us and rubs the head of himself over the crotch of my panties teasing both of us, playing a dangerous game. I can practically feel him through my panties as he continues the delicious torture creating a friction against my clit. The wet fabric of my panties molding to the head of his dick.

  “Jesus, you’re already soaked again.”

  “I want you, Nav. Inside me or in my mouth. I need you.” The words have me blushing but they’re true.

  “Not fucking you till you’re on the pill. Can’t take that chance because I’ll want you without a condom. He goes back on his calves. I watch in fascination as he jerks himself. I change positions so that I’m on my knees facing him.

  I lick my lips and stare at his dick wanting to suck and taste him till he gets off.

  “You want to suck this cock, cupcake?”

  “Yes,” I tell him.

  He moves off the bed and grabs a pillow. He drops it on the floor. “Get on your knees for me,” he orders and I eager comply. I move off the bed and place my knees on the pillow as he sits on the edge of the bed spreading his legs for me.

  “This another first for you?”

  I nod, eager to please him. His nostrils flair and I love that he likes that I’m not some slut who has been passed around to all his friends. I know what goes on at the clubhouse as much as my mom has tried to shield me from that life, I was raised in it. Going to cookouts with Pam and Link, I’ve saw my share of hangarounds.

  “C’mere.” His other hand wraps around the back of my neck forcing my head between his legs where his cock awaits my lips. He rubs the tip back and forth across my lips. I dart my tongue out and give him a little lick. “Open your mouth.” Nav guides me, teaching me how to suck his dick properly. Telling me when I’m going too fast and to be careful with my teeth.

  I never thought I’d enjoy doing it so much even if I’m not great at it. Nav is patient and gentle.

  “My jaw hurts. I’m sorry.”

  He rubs my cheek. “Don’t apologize, cupcake. You’re perfect. Now get up here.”

  I rejoin him on the bed, straddling his hips. His thick cock between us. He lays back on the bed, and I stay seated upright. He grips my hips and continues his lesson in seduction, controlling the rhythm. His hips flex and I grind against him until I can’t take it. I push my panties aside. The head of his cock presses against my pussy, getting coated in my wetness.

  “Fuck, Kimber. We can’t. I’m gonna come all in you.”

  “I want you too. Please, Nav. Fuck me.” I rub my pussy lips over the head of his cock. He presses in a little but not all the way.

  “What are you doing to me, babe?” He groans and flips me to my back where he was just laying and beats his cock against my stomach. Hot, sticky, fluid jets out and coats my belly.

  “Soon as you can get an appointment, you’re going on birth control,” he growls.

  I give him a smile then dip my finger in his semen and shove it in my mouth.

  Chapter Six

  I don’t think I’ve slept a wink since I got home Saturday morning. I can’t believe I got away with it. Nav dropped me at the end of my street before sunrise. I crept into the house and got straight in the shower even though I hated to wash what we shared away. I’ve been floating ever since.

  He hasn’t said we’re together or anything but deep in my heart I know he’s mine.

  I texted with Sheena and we’re going to ditch after third period to go to the clinic so I can get on birth control. I haven’t heard from Brodix so walking into school this morning I’m nervous about what I’m going to encounter today. Will he try to apologize, or will he treat me as though I don’t exist?

  Sheena says he didn’t come downstairs at all until the next morning and when she asked where I was, he said I went home with a bellyache. Lying jerk. I can’t believe he didn’t check to see if I made it home or to apologize after being such an asshole to me.

  I get to my locker and Brodix is standing here waiting for me like he usually is. He moves in to put his arm around me and I dodge him.

  “Don’t be mad,” he starts, and I know I should tell him to piss off, but I want to hear what excuse he’s going to give for being a big fat jerk.

  “I’m not mad, B. I’m disappointed.”

  “I’m sorry. I just don’t get you. One minute you’re all into me and the next you seem as though you can’t stand for me to touch you.”

  He’s right. I give him mixed signals. That’s not fair of me. It isn’t an excuse for him to be a dickhead though. I suck in a breath. “I think we should break up. My head isn’t in the right space for a boyfriend right now.”

  “What the hell does that mean?”

  “I want us to be friends.”

  He rakes a hand through his blonde hair. “You’re breaking up with me?” He laughs. “I can’t believe this shit.” He pushes me against the lockers getting in my space and my face. “I made you and I can break you.” He snarls as I shrink away from him.

  Everyone is staring at us including his boys.

  Joseph grabs his arm in an attempt to yank him back. “Come on, bro. Walk it off.”

  “Fuck off.” He jerks away and storms down the hall pausing to kick a trash can over.

  “I’m sorry,” I whisper and open my locker.

  I sit on the exam table freezing my ass off in a paper gown as Sheena stands in the corner playing a game on her phone giving me knowing smirks. That after this appointment it’s game on for me and Nav. I probably should have done this already but there’s no time like the present. I haven’t needed to worry about things like pregnancy and STDs. Pam mentioned my going on the pill to Mom when I turned sixteen and she broke down and went into this tangent about how I wasn’t going to be like her and screw up my life by getting pregnant as a teen. You’d think her personal experience would make her want to make sure I am protected but whatever. I’m here now.

  I’m waiting for the doctor to finish doing her thing. It’s invasive and uncomfortable. She’s basically gawking at my vagina. I didn’t know what the protocol was. Like I shave my bikini line out of necessity in the summer. No one wants to see a bush hanging out of a bathing suit. Sheena has given me so much shit for asking her if I should shave before my appointment. She said, “Dude, they stare at twats all the time. I’m sure they’ve seen it all, but I’d suggest a little trimming of the hedges before you see your biker again.” Then she snorted and pop came out of her nose. She reminds me of my Aunt Pam in some ways because she’s outspoken and hilarious.

  I shoot Nav a text.

  Kimber: I’m at the doctor…getting on the pill today.

  I see a few dots appear then stop.

  “Okay. All done.” The doctor pats my knee, distracting me from worrying over why Nav stopped texting me. She goes over the different forms of birth control and which she recommends for someone my age. In the end I get the pill, but my good mood deflates when she informs me it can take a week to work. I’ve waited this long though. Seven days won’t kill me. At least, I hope.

  She leaves the room and I get dressed. Outside climbing into Sheena’s car, I have a response from Nav.

  Nav: Where are you?

  Kimber: Leaving my appointment. My friend Sheena brought me.

  Nav: You going back to school?

  Kimber: I don’t have to. I have a note.

  Nav: Can I come get you or will she drop you here?

  I smile big at my phone.

  “Your biker hottie texting you?”

  I nod at Sheena. “Can you drop me off at his place in St. Albans?”

  “You have gas money?” She grins.

  “Duh.”

  “Then yeah.”

  I knock on Nav’s door and then it opens quickly. He snatches me inside. His mouth comes down on mine.

  We haven’t saw each other since he dropped me off the other morning. “Did you miss me?”

  He holds his finger and thumb about an inch apart. “Maybe a little. Have you had lunch yet?”

  “Nope. I came straight here.”

  “I’ll order takeout. You like Subway?”

  “Sure.” I follow him to the couch and plop down next to him.

  “I’ll order on the app, and I’ll go pick it up.” He taps at his screen then hands it to me. “Pick what you want.”

  A dude who doesn’t mind handing over his phone. That’s a first for me. Brodix never leaves his phone unattended and never wants me to see his screen. Both red flags. I know. I never should have agreed to go out with him in the first place. Not that it matters now.

  Our order will take about twenty minutes. Nav makes good use of that time to feel me up on the couch until it’s time for him to pick our sandwiches up.

  “While I’m gone, pick a movie for us to watch.” He kisses me again and takes off, leaving me alone.

  I’m not sure how long it will take him. I pick an apocalypse theme action flick. Train to Busan. Guys dig action and I love zombie movies and shows. Z Nation will always be one of my top five series ever.

  I get up and explore the living room and kitchen. He could use some pictures or something. I should give him the one I took of him next time I see him, or he invites me over. Which I’m hoping he will be doing a lot of. I don’t know what we are. I think we could become something. I’m not stupid. I don’t expect him to be in a rush to claim me or anything. I know I’m still in high school, and he has his life. Still, I know he’s into me and for now that’s all I need.

  I’m tempted to snoop in his room. Look for evidence of other women, but I don’t want to invade his privacy. I didn’t see any girly stuff when I used his bathroom. Though I wasn’t exactly looking for any.

  I don’t want to think the worst, but I know how some motorcycle men operate including my Uncle Link. He cheated on Pam. He’s lucky she forgave him, but I bet it’s always in the back of her mind. I don’t know that I could forgive such a betrayal.

  Nav returns and we settle in on the couch for lunch and our movie.

  “What time do you need to be back?”

  “As long as I’m home before my mom and Kiesha. The daycare doesn’t close till six.”

  “I don’t like being sneaky about this shit, but…”

  “You’re worried about your rank in the club.”

  “You’re a lot cooler than I thought you’d be.”

  “Maybe you somehow missed this about me. I was raised around the club. I may be eighteen, but I know about club politics. I get that you’re in a delicate situation. You gotta worry about my Uncle Link. What happens here between us is no one’s business except ours.”

  “So you’re good keeping this quiet for a little while? Once I get my patch shit will be different.”

  “I only want you. This…whatever it is or could be…I like that it’s ours and ours alone.”

  Nav’s reply is to come in hot and fast to claim my lips.

  “How long till that birth control takes effect?”

  “Seven days.”

  He growls against my mouth, nipping my bottom lip in frustration.

  “Don’t tell me you’ll be tired of me in a week?”

  His knuckle strokes the apple of my cheek. “I’ll wait. However long you want, cupcake.”

  “You really mean that?”

  “Yeah. This could grow into something good. And good things come to those who wait.”

  This time it’s me making a move on him.

  “I wish I didn’t have to go home.”

  “We both know if you stay any longer, I’m not going to be able to control myself. It’s taking every ounce of restraint I have not to take you upstairs and have my way with you.”

  “Such a tease.” I roll my eyes as I get my shoes on.

  We ate our lunch and mostly made out while pretending to watch the movie. I’m not complaining though. When Nav kisses me the rest of the world disappears. He said it’s the same for him too. He’s probably going to be late going to work wanted to spend as much time with me as possible before driving me home.

  “When can I see you again?”

  “Um…good question. When are you off work?”

  “When you’re at school mostly. Then I’m doing shit for the club if I’m not at work. Got lucky today.”

  “What time do you usually get off work?”

  “Late.”

  “How late is late?”

  “Like two in the morning.” He caps a hand to the back of his neck.

  “Oh.” My face falls giving away my disappointment. Mom always teases me that I don’t need a mood ring because my face will always show how I’m feeling.

  “We’ll figure something out.” He moves to where I stand by the door and tucks a finger under my chin, tilting my head up. “I’ll make it work one way or another. I want to see you again. Soon.” Our lips meet and fire ignites in my belly. He presses me close to his body, and I want to tear his clothes off and fuck him right here on the floor.

  “God, I want you,” I whisper into his neck.

  “Met too, cupcake. Me too.” He hugs me tighter and I’m on the edge of falling apart. He’s in front of me and yet I still can’t have him.

  Chapter Seven

  “Think you’re up to the task, Prospect?” Murder, the club Prez strokes his salt and pepper flecked beard from behind his desk.

  “Whatever you need. You can count on me.” I’ve been a prospect for damn near six months or more. All the brothers are busy with other shit. Some are gone on runs. Helping out other clubs. Hound has been cleaning up Karma’s mess in Wilmington with the Harlots. Sandman and Bianca are chasing the ghost of a dead girl still looking for answers and that’s where I come in. Cloud fucking Nine still has Charleston in her grips and her reach is spreading like cancer. Girls dancing at the Kitty Kat are failing their drug tests.

  Cloud Nine is a potent drug that in the wrong hands can be deadly.

  Prez wants me to pick out a dancer to get close with to try to find out who and how the drug is coming into the club under our damn noses. You’d think these bitches would learn with two of their own dead. One was found in the Kanawha River and the other in a dumpster behind the Kitty Kat. Sandman’s girlfriend knew the Granger bitch from school. Someone put a bullet between her eyes. Wanted it to look like the club is responsible. The MC is no stranger to drugs, murder, and trouble but this shit has local PD breathing down our necks, hungry for anything to put one of us away. So far nothing is sticking. Not yet. Justice Masters has his way though, he’ll see one if not all of us go down.

  “Good. I’ll expect updates on the regular. Don’t disappoint me. Got a patch with your name on it if you don’t fuck this up.”

  I grin at that.

  “Expect you’ll do whatever it takes, but don’t get in so deep you forget where your loyalty lies. With this club. Your brothers come before pussy. We understood?”

  I nod. “I got it.” He doesn’t have to remind me.

  He stares at me long and hard. His gaze is intense and would make lesser men shit their pants. Murder isn’t the type of man who’ll shoot first and ask questions later. Every move he makes is calculated. You don’t get to be King by making half assed moves. I know Rio, the prospect before me fucked him over and now he’s even more weary when it comes to newcomers.

  I know I gotta earn my place here. Earn my patch. Prove myself. Show that I’m loyal and for my club I’m ready to go the distance. Banks being my blood doesn’t mean anything, but my actions will prove I’m here. Ride or die. I’m ready.

  “You got any attachments that will be a problem? Need to know now, son, if you got a woman who’ll have an issue. I don’t want no drama. No bullshit. I need a brother I can count on to see this shit through to the end.”

  This really fucks my shit with Kimber up. Hell, its probably for the best. As much as it kills me our lives right now are a prime example of right person wrong time. I thought we could figure out a way to make it work. With this assignment though there’s no way Link is going to be cool with Kimber and me while I’m getting in deep with a stripper. Wouldn’t be fair of me to expect her to be cool with it either. I know what I need to do to get the job done and that doesn’t include a relationship with Kimber. I don’t want to hurt her. My patch comes first. She knows that. She’s cool with that. However, I don’t foresee her being cool with me doing whatever it takes to get the information Prez wants, including but not limited to fucking someone else. I can’t afford to blow my shot with this. He won’t ask me a second time.

 

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