Friction (Oath Keepers MC Book 5) (11 page)

I spread out the blanket and then grab onto Sadie’s arms so she can easily sit without stressing her body out any. Poor baby girl’s got it rough. She downplays everything, never complaining, but I see the pain and discomfort on her face somedays, so anything I can do to help ease it up off her, I’m doing.

“You hungry?”

“Yes, I’m always hungry.” She smiles so I dump everything out. I tried to think of her favorites. I brought a jar of peanut butter, saltine crackers, fresh strawberries, sweetened pineapple and lemon water. She eats some weird shit together, but I think it’s kinda cute. Whatever keeps her and the baby happy, it doesn’t matter to me.

We dig in and I can’t help but be drawn to her short blue and white paisley covered sundress. She’s so goddamn sexy that she just pulls me to her. I eventually give in, drop my food, and take her mouth in a heated kiss. Her lips taste like vanilla each time I get to sample them. It leaves me craving vanilla for days on end. Her tongue, like the fresh strawberries she was just eating and fuck me if I don’t want to completely over take her, drowning in each unique flavor.

My mouth trails down her throat, biting and nipping as I make my way to her breasts. Shoving the elastic top down, I free her tits, sucking and squeezing the perfect flesh with flourish until I remember the peanut butter.

“What are you doing?” She gasps when I pull away.

“Addin’ your favorite, baby.” Opening the jar, I dip my finger in, coming out with a decent scoop of creamy peanut butter. Her eyes grow wide and I grin, smothering it over each of her nipples. I finish licking the nutty treat clean then letting her suck the remainder off my finger.

“Oh, that’s sooooo good, Twist!”

“Yeah? You gonna let me eat some more?”

She nods and hands me a cracker. I can’t help but chuckle at her naiveté.

“Naw, baby; I want your pussy not a cracker.” Her cheeks heat and I swear to Christ it makes her even sexier.

“I wasn’t thinking,” she rambles out randomly, making me chuckle.

“Good, I don’t want you thinkin’, at least not ‘bout anything but what’s happenin’ right now.”

She leans back on her elbows, her pale, full breasts laid bare before me, just ready for the taking and when she spreads her legs I feel like I could kiss the ground, my dick gets so excited. I’ve been imaginin’ her taste since the first time I saw her bent over in her yoga shorts. I wanted to part her legs and stick my face between her thighs like no other.

I trail my thumbs over her taut nipples, brushing my fingers lightly over her swollen belly, until I get to her thighs and push her skirt up. She’s got on some blue lace panties that compliment her swollen mound underneath, begging for attention.

“You good, Sunshine?”

“Uh-huh.” She nods, her eyes sparkling with need.

I waste no time at getting her undies off, using my middle finger to find her center and finger fuck her a few times. Her scent hitting me, making my inner beast flail to life, wanting to stake its claim.

Her breaths increase as she gets worked up, so I alternate between sucking her clit and pussy lips into my mouth, making her call out. Her body buzzes with excitement, her legs kicking out as her hips gyrate toward my mouth more.

“Oh, Twist! That’s amazing!” she moans, and at the sound of her voice, my hips push into the ground, my cock aching for a smidge of relief from being so worked up over her tightness squeezing my fingers over and over, her greedy little cunt wanting as much pleasure as it can get.

Humming my approval, it drives her into a heated frenzy, chasing her first orgasm, riding it out on my finger and I almost blow my load in my pants when I feel her pulsing, her wetness coating my fingers from her satisfaction.

Placing my fingers in my mouth, I savor her sugary flavor, and then dive right back in. This time I run my tongue along her slit and plunge it into her core.

Her short nails find my scalp, gripping it harshly and pushing my face into her harder. I comply and thrust my tongue inside her wetness over and over, occasionally moving upwards to hit her clit.

“Please fuck me, please, please, please,” she begs and my hips thrust into the blanket again, wanting nothing more than to toss her over and fuck her hard from behind, but right now I’m getting my fill. I’m hungry and this bitch is feeding me her pussy; I’m eating it until it’s so tender she gets shocks afterwards.

“I-I can’t wait any longer…I’m going to come again…I want you.” She squeezes her eyes closed in concentration.

Ignoring her plea, I shove two fingers deep inside her and lightly bite down on her clit. Once I pull it a little with my teeth, her juices damn near pour out; if it was any stronger I’d have this cunt squirting.

“Fuckin’ right, babe, give me that juice,” I mumble, eagerly lapping up each drop.

Once she calms some, I wipe my face on my T-shirt, sitting back on my heels and shoot her a smile.

“I don’t even know what to say right now. I feel like I should bake you a cake or something,” she rambles, causing me to chuckle again as her eyes lazily close.

“Chocolate.”

“Hmmm?” Her lids part, her gaze finding mine again.

“I like chocolate cake with real strawberries on it.”

“That sounds so delicious; I’m definitely baking us a cake.”

“Thanks, Sunshine.”

“Oh no, Twist, thank you!” she exclaims and I laugh again.

We spend the afternoon being lazy, which I don’t mind at all since my ribs need some down time. My face is still pretty bad off, but the swelling in my nose has gone down a lot. She’s been crowding me like crazy tryin’ to take care of me and make me chill. It’s weird; I haven’t had a chick do that shit since I was married.

Eventually we pack it in and head back to the club. She goes off to shower and I’m cornered again by 2 Piece.

“I told you to back the fuck up, brother,” he grumbles, getting close to my face, and of course, my sweet girl starts talking also, making my head jumble up.

Why can’t we keep her, Daddy?

“Shhh,” I mumble out loud and 2 Piece’s eyes flair, thinking I’m talking to him.

“You think this is a game? She’s already been fucked with enough, Twist.”

“I’m not hurtin’ her; she knows I got issues.”

I think you’re pwerfect, Daddy.

“Damn it! Quiet!” I growl my fingers rapping out a beat against my thighs, and 2 shakes his head.

“You need to stay away from her. I’m moving her out of your room; she shouldn’t be dealin’ with your shit too.”

“You won’t touch her!” I hiss, shoving him away. “You mind your fuckin’ biz’, 2, or we gonna have real shit goin’ down between us.”

“You fuck with her, Twist, and I swear to God, I’ll put a bullet in your skull.”

“Noted.” I glare and take off to find Sadie.

Stupid prick.
I saved his ass awhile back and this is the thanks I get. They think I don’t know I got issues? I fuckin’ live with them every goddamn day.

I ain’t good for her. I get that loud and clear, but it’s becoming much more difficult to stay away from my Sunshine as the days pass and I witness her radiant smile each morning. I gaze into her warm eyes and I’m suddenly not aching so bad for that little sample of blow I usually need in the morning. She keeps me busy so I’m not constantly thinking ‘bout shit so much that I want to slit my own throat. The voice usually stops when I have Sadie around me enough, and I don’t wake up and instantly feel the acute need to wretch up everything in my stomach.

I find her tucked in bed, softly snoring on her side. I know 2 Piece is right, and I absolutely hate it, but I need to stay away from her. My heart, however, couldn’t give a fuck what anyone else thinks.

Just when the caterpillar thought her life was over…

She began to fly.

-Tweegram

My phone beeps again.
It’s happened every day almost at the same time, always some sort of threat. I don’t want to look, but my curiosity gets the best of me and I open the message.

Unknown:
Tick Tock

Whatever.
I roll my eyes to myself and turn my phone off. I know it’s Ghost, and I don’t have anything to say to him. Silas and Twist have been around so I don’t need my phone on anyhow.

Just thinking of Twist’s name brings tingles all over. God, that man knows how to keep me satisfied. The only thing that has me confused is this week he hasn’t slept with me. He’s brought me some sort of pleasure each day, but no matter how much he gets me to beg, he holds himself back. It’s sweet to only think of me, but it’s also extremely frustrating.

Not only the sex, but what are we? Do we have some sort of label? They aren’t necessarily important to me, but it would give me some kind of an idea of what to expect. My heart already swears it belongs to him, but my head tells me to hold back and be smart. It’s pretty much impossible to hold back from Twist though, he’s either being so sweet you get a toothache or he’s being an infuriating dick and no matter how pissed I get, I end up wanting to fuck his brains out.

You ever see that model with long blond hair, beard, and covered in tattoos? That’s Twist to a tee. He’s not only beautiful, but so damaged, you want to not only lick him for being sexy but to do whatever you can to make him happy, because he’s already broken enough inside.

Then throw in a motorcycle and his dirty mouth, he’s like dry panties arch nemeses. You’re always going to be wet with him, especially when he chews on the toothpick, feeding you full of ideas of just what that mouth can do with all that sucking and tongue playing I’m sure he does with the toothpick.
OHMYGOD.

It’s been five days since he took me on our picnic—probably the most romantic date I’ve ever been on before. Was it a date? I’d like to think so.

Today he caught me in the laundry room. He came in while I had a handful of dry clothes, pressed me up against the washer and fingered me until I came. His touch is sinful, experienced, and just forceful enough to make you beg. He’s learning my body better than anyone else ever has; I just wish he would let me know his as well.

I feel like I’m in a whirlwind, easily being consumed by Twist and I don’t want it to ever stop.

“Hey, lady,” Avery greets as I fold mine and Twist’s clothes, putting them in stacks on the bed.

“Oh, hi, Avery.”

She smiles and London follows, coming in behind her.

“You’re doing his laundry now?” She asks snarky, placing her hand on her hip and I can’t help my temper flaring.

“Not that it’s any of your business,” I reply and she huffs. She can get over it, thinking I want Cain of all guys. She hasn’t been quite as rude to me since I first arrived and she discovered I’m Silas’ sister, but she hasn’t apologized for being a bitch to me either.

“Look, Twist is my friend, so of course, I’m going to be concerned.”

“That’s understandable, but Twist is a grown man, and last I checked, you do Cain’s laundry.”

“My man’s none of your business.”

“Thank God!” I declare rudely.

Avery steps between us, her arms out between us. “Okay, calm down chicks—shit! London, I’ll meet you in the bar in a few minutes, okay? Let me speak to Sadie for a sec.”

I wait for London to be a twat to Avery but she just shrugs and with an “okay,” she’s out of my room.

“I didn’t mean to come in here and get you upset. I was just talking to Twist and he was saying you needed a few baby items; I was hoping you could tell me what you need still.”

“Oh you don’t have to do that, but thank you.”

“No, no, it’s okay…really. I know your brother will want to get his future niece or nephew some things.”

“Okay, awesome. I have a few registries set up to keep track of the stuff I like. I’ll give you access so you can see the lists.” She smiles and I quickly scribble down the websites and my login info.

“Great, thanks.”

“Sure, and umm, I’m sorry about London. I don’t get it why she doesn’t like me.”

“London takes a little while to warm when it comes to people in the club. She’s taken on club life and has made it her mission to look out for all the guys. She’s grown a little more hostile after dealing with a few of the club sluts around here. Not everyone knows boundaries, but she’ll warm up to you. I have a feeling when she does, you will love her.”

“If you say so.”

“I do. Don’t write her off just yet.”

I nod and she does a little wave on her way out. I don’t get London, but it seems like pretty much everyone around here loves her, so I’ll wait and see how it all plays out. That was really nice of them to offer to get me some baby items. I’m excited to see what Silas comes up with. Knowing him, it’ll be like plug-in protectors or something I won’t need for like eight months. Oh well, it’s the thought that counts and my brother has always figured things out with a little bit of time.