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Race knew exactly what his son was saying. He’d been thinking the same things himself.
Derrick turned in his doorway. “How do you do it?”
“Do what?” He wasn’t sure what Derrick was talking about.
“How do you keep your shit together when things like this go down? I wanted to destroy everything I could get my hands on.” He held up his hand. “I didn’t because Jackson would kick my ass if I trashed his house.”
Race laughed. “Yeah, Jackson might’ve kicked your ass for that.” Looking at his son, he couldn’t help but feel a little torn that he was growing up. He’d be a senior next year. Liza wasn’t that far behind him and if he was honest with himself, Shannon wasn’t going to be his baby girl for much longer. Just the thought of his youngest girl growing up and discovering boys made him want to throw up. He needed to wind this conversation up and get to Bellamy and see how she was holding up.
“If I had to deal with this kind of stuff on my own, I’m not sure I could have. Having my club brothers at my back, there isn’t anything we can’t do together. We have each other’s backs through the good times and the bad,” Race told him.
Derrick nodded his head. “That’s why when I graduate I want to prospect for the Sons of Redemption. If somewhere down the road I’m blessed with an old lady and a couple of kids, I want to have brothers at my back that can help me protect them.”
Race’s heart skipped a beat. He’d always hoped Derrick would one day join the club, but hearing him say that’s what he wanted couldn’t have made him prouder. “If that’s what you want we’d be happy to have you.” He pulled his son in for a hug. “You know just because you’re my son, they’re not going to go easy on you, right?”
Derrick returned his dad’s easy smile. “I know. That’s the part I’m dreading.”
“It’ll be worth it in the end.” He patted him on the shoulder again and wished him a good night.
Race was still smiling as he entered his room. He closed and locked the door behind him. He turned to find Bellamy was already in bed but wasn’t asleep yet. He toed off his boots, stripped off his shirt and was working on the fastening to his jeans. The way she watched his every move made his cock jump to life.
“Thought you might be asleep after the day you’ve had,” he said. Bending at the waist, he shucked his jeans and underwear at the same time. As he rose, Bellamy’s eyes zeroed in on his already hardening cock.
“No. I was waiting on you.”
“Is that right?” He pulled the covers off his woman and saw that she was wearing one of his t-shirts. It was one of his club tees and one of his favorites. It was soft and worn from numerous washings. He had to admit, he liked the way it looked on her way better and resolved himself to never wearing it again. She’d obviously laid claim to it and that was fine by him.
He climbed onto the bed and straddled her legs, leaning back on his heels to keep his full weight off her. The position put his hard, throbbing cock at eye level to where Bellamy reclined in the bed. He watched from half-closed eyes as she licked her lips and groaned in desire. Slowly, she reached for his dick, wrapping her soft, cold hand around his hot, aching member. He sucked a sharp breath between his clenched teeth and prayed he didn’t come in her hand. “Fuck, that feels good.”
Bellamy’s eyes sparkled with the knowledge of exactly what she was doing to him.
“My woman need my cock?” Shit, he was wound tight. All the fear and anxiety he’d held at bay all day came crashing down around him. The fear of being too late to keep Jacob from selling her had rode him hard. He didn’t believe the man would kill her. No. He knew that by keeping her alive and selling her to someone, it would drive Race insane not knowing where she was. She could be two states over, a continent away or down the street and he would have never known it. He needed this connection with her right now if for no other reason that to confirm she was home, safe and in his bed.
She pumped his cock, smearing the drop of precum around the head. He clenched his teeth and grabbed onto her wrist, pulling her hand away before she made him spill all over her stomach. As much as marking her sounded appealing, he wanted to come inside her. No, he needed it. He needed for her to feel how much he loved her and he couldn’t live without her. This first time together after getting her back was going to be hard and fast. There was no way he could take his time to make it last. This first time was about claiming her again. It was for his own peace of mind. Was it a caveman move? Hell yes. Did he care? Fuck no.
Deciding he’d had enough teasing, he used his hands to slowly push the end of his shirt up and over her hips. A strangled groan escaped as the sight before him registered. She was naked beneath his shirt. Her trimmed pussy was already wet and leaking down her thigh. He eased the shirt higher until her naked breasts were bared to his gaze. The pretty pink nipples were hard and calling to him. His smile was feral as he reached out and plucked one then the other. Her back arched at the same time her breath hitched in shock.
“You like that, don’t you, baby?” He did it again, enjoying it as she squirmed on the bed.
“Yes.” Bellamy bit into her bottom lip, her eyes half closed as she watched him.
“You want some of this?” Race grabbed his dick and shook it at her. One side of his mouth kicked up seeing the pulse at the base of her throat speed up in her excitement.
“Yes, Race,” she pouted. “Please. I need you.”
He chuckled, loving how worked up she already was. “I’ll give you what you need, baby. Take the shirt off.” He helped get the shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor. She fell back on the bed and reached out for him. He leaned down and skimmed his lips along her neck, nipping under her ear. The smell of his shampoo in her hair was such a turn on, he rumbled deep in his chest. It probably should have been a turn off to smell men’s shampoo on his woman, but he enjoyed finding her wrapped in his scent.
Gripping his hard cock at the base, he made sure to slide it through her wet folds. Once. Twice. Three times.
“Race,” she moaned breathlessly. “Please fuck me. I really need all of you right now. We can play later.”
He was in complete agreement. He needed to be a part of her as quickly as possible. With his hand still fisting his cock at the base, he tipped it down until he could feel the head at her opening. Feeling her completely drenched, he thrust inside, not stopping until he was completely engulfed by her pussy. Normally, this was when he would stop and make sure he wasn’t hurting her, but she was having none of it tonight. She immediately, wrapped her legs around his waist and hooked her ankles, pulling herself up to meet him thrust for thrust.
“Fuck if you’re not the perfect match for me, baby.” Race supported his weight on his forearms on either side of her shoulders.
“I’m not going to last long, Race.” Her breath hitched as he hit a particularly sensitive spot.
“Don’t care. I’m not either.”
