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“I don’t want—”
“Take a cookie and take off, I won’t ask you again.” She holds out a Tupperware container, and after a brief stare-down, Tara takes a cookie and huffs as she turns away, muttering something under her breath. “Excuse me?”
Tara hesitates, then draws a deep breath. “Thank you, Mrs. Connor.”
“You’re welcome, sweetie.” The older lady takes a seat next to me. “You want a cookie?”
I almost shake my head, then think about the way that Tara acted around this lady and decide polite respect is in order. I reach into the Tupperware, picking out a chocolate-chip cookie. “Thanks.”
“My pleasure. So, you’re Meadow, huh? Don’t panic, I’m not here to upset you. I guess Theodore hasn’t told you his full name?” She laughs at my expression. “What, you think I had him Christened ‘Chain’?”
It takes me a moment, then I meet her eyes seeing the same haunting blue. “You’re Chain’s mom?”
She nods. “Sure am. It’s good to get a look at you. The woman that can turn my son’s head had to be something pretty special. I can see what he sees in you.”
I glance over at Tara, standing with the prospect by the pool table.
“Don’t you worry about Tara. Her bark’s much worse than her bite. Stick around, I reckon the two of you will be firm friends within a couple of weeks.”
“I doubt that.”
“Oh, that’s just the image she likes to project. To her, being a complete super bitch is a kind of armor to keep her safe, but there’s a really sweet girl deep down. You know her backstory?” I shake my head and Chain’s mom’s expression darkens. “My husband, Chain’s father, found her being pimped out for sex when she was just a kid. He brought her here and…well, you don’t want to hear what happened to the pimp. Tara and Chain grew up together, they’re like brother and sister.”
“But she said—”
“I heard what she said, sweetheart.”
“Then why?”
“You see this place?” She looks around, and I nod, but she grins. “Not the room, the people. That’s what this club is. It’s not a building. It’s a family. And family looks out for each other.”
The door behind me opens, and Chain comes through. As soon as he sees his mom he smiles and wraps his arms around her. “Hey, Mom.”
“Hey yourself. This one’s a keeper.”
He turns red, but she holds out the Tupperware.
“Cookie?”
Chain takes one, then picks up my leash from the hook and I stand to join him. At first I follow behind, but then he pulls me up close and drops his voice as we head through the door to the parking lot.
“Vote went our way. By three. I think the guys are warming to you.” He leads me over to his waiting bike.
“Where are we going?”
“Home. Sleep for a couple hours. Then over to Camden City.”
“Me too?”
He nods. “Normally wouldn’t bring women to this sort of…thing. But I’m not allowed to let you out of my sight for the time being. And…” He clears his throat. “I don’t think I want to leave you behind.”
As I climb onto the bike behind him and pull a helmet over my head, I can’t help the grin that spreads over my lips. Looks like someone else is warming to me.
Chapter Eleven
Chain
“You said we were coming back here to sleep.” She gives me that wicked grin and I know she knows better.
“We will sleep. First, you’re going to suck my cock. Aren’t you a lucky girl?”
She giggles, squishing up her face, but the sparkle I see in those deep brown eyes tells me her pussy just got wet. We’re back at my place, I stripped her naked as soon as I got the door closed behind us and I need things from her.
Filthy things. Things I only want from her.
“I am lucky.” She agrees, dropping to her knees, then settling on her arms to crawl the few feet between us as I pull the leash, her eyes moving to where I’m gathering the chain in my hand.
“Am I ever going to off the chain?” She snorts and drops her face to the floor in hysterical laughter.
“Yuck it up, princess.” I grunt, holding back my own chuckle because she’s funny, and even if she wasn’t, watching her laugh makes me laugh.
“I crack myself up.” She gets her giggle barely under control and a little breathless as she settles back on bent knees, her hands sliding up the denim on my thighs.
“Get my fucking cock out and your mouth open. That’s what I need right now.”
“Not my stand-up routine? Oh wait, I’m not standing up…”
She’s got a mouth on her and secretly I am busting my internal gut in laughter, but my dick is running the show for the moment and I need her mouth for something other than her comedy skills.
