“I love it when you fuck me so hard that I feel you for the rest of the day.” I whimper out as his hand tightens on my throat. A smirk toying on his lips. “It makes me crave you until I can get you naked and have you fuck me all over again. I love it when you mark me, leave bruises, leave bite marks, turn my ass red.”
He pulls me in roughly again and slams his lips to mine shoving into me just as hard not letting up until I feel his hips bucking against me, erratically.
Pulling away, I look at him again. A slow smirk spreads on his face before he grips my neck pulling me into him and whispers. “I told you, you’re going to cum so hard you drip down my balls, so when I slam my cock into your mouth later tonight you still taste yourself all over me.” Then he bites the side of my necks hard that I nearly see fucking stars until I feel myself exploding all over him. Groaning out in an orgasm before he’s groaning with me, and I feel him release inside of me.
Chapter Twenty-Five
SADIE
A knocking comes from the door as I get out of the shower, and I move down the stairs. In the weeks that I’ve been staying here I haven’t heard anyone knock on the door, yet.
I’m almost as shocked when I open the door enough to see out of it when I see my mother standing on the other side.
“Mom?” I send her a questioning look.
“Sadie,” She looks up at me, pausing for a moment, as if she’s nervous about what she’s about to say, “can we talk?” I slowly nod my head as I step away from the door, letting her inside. She takes in my appearance, and I look down. “Um, let me just get some clothes on.” She nods her head as I move back up the stairs and into the bedroom.
I’m so fucking confused. Why is my mother here. I reach for a pair of jeans and a T-shirt before I’m moving back down the stairs. I see her walking around the living room, looking at the few photos that are sitting around the house. “Sorry about that.” I say to her as I start to descend the stairs again. “You caught me as I was just getting out of the shower.”
“It’s fine. No apologies.”
She continues to look at the photos. She doesn’t say a word. She sees the photo that Ro took a couple weeks ago of the two of us at the Twin’s birthday party, that he placed against of the frames.
“This isn’t his club anymore, is it?” she asks me, pointing to a photo and turning to look at me.
“No, but yes.”
“How is it both?”
“Why are you here?” I ask her and she just gives me the look. “Fine tell me why you’re here and I’ll tell you how it’s both.”
She sighs. “I don’t want to keep you from him. It’s not good for him. He needs you.” I nod my head. “But you have to understand my hesitations for about it.”
“I do.” I pause. “I’m nervous as well. I don’t want to do anything that hurts him or hurts him anymore than I already have.” She actually smiles. Then nodding over to the photo, I start talking again. “He’s not a part of the club anymore; however, everyone in that photo defected. They all started a new club.” She actually looks impressed as she nods her head.
“Why did they do that?”
“I feel like you already know all of these answers.” I laugh out.
“I know some of them.” She shrugs her shoulders, laughing at the look I give her. “Just answer it.”
“The parent charter screwed him over.”
“How.”
“Mom.” She just stares at me again. “Fine. He was in prison for 4 years.” She doesn’t react to the news, which means that she already knows it. “But I see that you already know that.” She nods her head. “The parent charter set him up, had him arrested for something he didn’t do. The rest of the club saw what happened and they left for a couple of reasons; what they did to him, but most importantly because regardless of anything he’s their president.”
“They’re loyal to him.”
“They are.” We both nod our heads, in aggrement.
“Good.”
“Good?”
“It says a lot about him. Makes me feel better about you being here.” I find it slightly comical that my mother seems to be concerned about my safety.
“How did you know where his house was?” I ask her and she smirks.
