Fierce (Storm MC #2) (19 page)

I stopped and waited for him to catch up to me.  “What’s up?” I asked him when he got closer.

“I want you to come with me to see Blade.  We need to bring him up to speed.”

My immediate reaction was to decline but I thought about it for a minute.  I came to the conclusion that I’d prefer to be involved in this meeting to make sure that Dad didn’t agree to something that wasn’t in Storm’s best interest.  “You want to go now?”

Dad’s face flickered surprise for a moment.  “Yeah.  He’s at his warehouse; I’ll meet you there.”

I agreed and he left.  As I was walking to my bike, Harlow called me.  “You okay?” I answered it.

“Yes, but I just wanted to let you know that I got a call from Lisa.  She’s upset because some of the girls have been bullying her today.  I’m going to go and see her at school and make sure she’s alright.  Is that okay with you?”

“Babe, already told you, you want to help Lisa, you go right ahead.  Anyone with a problem about that answers to me.”

She was quiet for a moment.  “Okay,” she replied, softly.

“Let me know if there’s anything you need from me, otherwise I’ll see you tonight.  I’ll be over at about nine o’clock to pick you up.”

“Okay,” she breathed into the phone and it made my dick jerk.

“And babe, cover up because I’m putting you on the back of my bike tonight,” I promised before ending the call.  Christ, just the thought of her on my bike, pussy tucked in close and arms around me, made me hard.

I’d just put my phone back in my pocket when a text sounded.  I pulled it out to check who it was from and just about came on the spot.

Harlow: I’ll cover up for the ride on your bike but when I ride your cock there’ll be nothing separating my pussy from you.

Me: Fuck, woman.  That dirty mouth of yours is gonna get you in trouble one day.

Harlow: Promises, promises...

Shit.  I jammed my phone back in my pocket before she continued to tease me and my dick.  How the hell had an asshole like me been lucky enough to find a woman who was so pure and yet so dirty at the same time?

***

“S
o, you’re telling me that you do want to start a war with Black Deeds now.” Blade concluded from everything we’d just told him.  His hard eyes were glued to mine.

“We need to hit them before they hit us,” Dad said.

Blade moved his gaze away from me to Dad and then leant back in his chair. We were sitting in his office.  It was an impressive looking office with all the latest technology.  Actually, Blade’s whole setup was quite flash; it didn’t fit with the image I had of him as a seedy, drug dealing scumbag.  His warehouse was large, very clean, sleek and looked to be well organised from what I’d seen walking through it to the office.  I’d also caught a quick glimpse of his security room and he appeared to have high end stuff.  He also had a lot of men working for him; another surprise to me.

After a long pause where it seemed that he was weighing something up in his mind, he leant forward again and said, “We’ve been tracking Black Deeds for a long time.  Some of them are the lowest fucking scum on Earth as far as I’m concerned, and trust me, I’ve dealt with some scum.  After a thorough analysis of their operation we decided to target their porn business.  We’ve almost crippled them there.  They rely on their drug trade to pay their porn debt.  Without their drug business they can’t service the debt.  We’re working on taking their drug business away from them.”

Fuck.  I’d seriously underestimated Blade.  “The coke business isn’t what you’re after at all, is it?”

“No.”  Those hard eyes hit mine again, and I had to wonder what lay behind them; what made him tick.

“Care to enlighten us as to what is?”  Dad asked what I was thinking.

Blade paused again.  “Bullet and some other members will be eliminated and Black Deeds will be rebuilt by a new president.”

“You do realise they have other chapters they’ll call in, don’t you?  It won’t just be this chapter you have to deal with.”

“I’m not a man who doesn’t finish what he started.  I’m also a very patient man.  This plan has been in place for two years and the research on it was conducted over the prior year.  Those other chapters won’t be a problem; I can assure you of that.”

My father was looking at Blade like he hardly knew him.  “You’ve been working on this for three years and I never knew about it?” 

Blade’s face contorted in anger, and he shoved his chair back and stood.  “What do you know about me, Marcus?  Tell me what the fuck you actually know about me,” he thundered.

I settled in to hear this.  Looked like Blade and I had something in common after all; a burning contempt for our father.

“I thought I knew that you ran a gang that was involved in robberies, prostitution and drugs.”

“Turns out you were wrong,” Blade snapped.

“Would have been nice for my son to tell me the truth.”

“What the fuck do you know about being truthful?”  The anger swirling around Blade was palpable; I was starting to think he had more anger in him than I had in me.

Dad looked like he was about to explode with his own anger.  Fuck, we were just one big happy fucking family.  I stepped forward and broke through their tense standoff.  “Blade, what’s the reason?  What have you got against Black Deeds?”

The pain that ran across his face was clear and appeared to run deep.  “Three years ago, Bullet and three of his club members murdered my girlfriend.  Ashley and I had been together for five years and were planning to get married.  This particular night she was out with friends celebrating one of their birthdays.  She tried to call me to come pick her up but I missed her call.  From what the police worked out, her drink was spiked at some point and they took her after that.  They gang raped her and slit her throat.  Same as what they did to Madison’s friend.”

“Christ,” I muttered, the horror of it hitting me and dissipating some of my hostility towards him.

He nodded.  “Since investigating them, I’ve discovered there are more women out there who’ve died at their hands.”

“So why not just kill them and be done with it?” Dad asked.

“The current VP of Black Deeds wants out of porn and drugs.  He’s watched what you’ve done with Storm and wants something similar; something that doesn’t bring them so much heat.  He and I have been working together to make that happen.  It would have been easier just to kill them but this way I’ve gotten to watch Bullet shit himself while he’s been losing everything he’s worked towards.  Easy revenge doesn’t give the same sense of satisfaction as this has.”

Blade was one cold and ruthless man, that was for sure.  The fact that he’d calculated this plan in such detail put him in that category.

“So, where does that leave us and our current problem?” I asked.

“To start with, those guys from the other chapter that came to your club have been taken care of.  And if any more turn up, they’ll be dealt with also.  My men had been watching your club to try and stop Black Deeds from fucking with you but the night they came in, we were dealing with another issue -”

I cut him off.  “So your men weren’t watching Harlow?”

“No, not in particular.  They did report back about her though.  Being a new staff member, I had her investigated to make sure she was clean.  Incidentally, she is.”

“I know that, asshole.”

He shrugged.  “Can’t trust anyone these days, Scott.  Black Deeds have been trying to screw you by messing with your stock distribution for your businesses but I’ve taken care of that too.  Now, as for Bullet.  I was scheduled to take him out in two weeks but in light of his threats against Harlow, I’ll see if we can move that up.”

“I want in on that, Blade,” I demanded.

“We’ll coordinate with you and any of your men that want in.”

“I also want this to happen soon.”  I needed this to happen quickly; there was no way I was leaving Harlow in danger while we waited around for Blade to get his plan working.

His hard glare penetrated mine.  “I’ve said what will happen; you just need to sit tight and have some patience.  Harlow will be kept safe.”

I scowled at him.  “Yeah, she damn well will be because I’ll be making sure of it.  You hurry this the fuck up or we’ll take shit into our own hands.

S
cott

I knocked on her door and then stepped back, waiting for her to answer.  It was just after ten pm and I was at least an hour late after being held up at Indigo.  The new manager was still getting his bearings; I hoped to Christ he didn’t take long working it all out because I’d had enough of being there every day.

Harlow opened the door wearing jeans and a t-shirt.  I ran my eyes over her body and appreciated everything she had on offer. 

“My eyes are up here,” she joked as she reached out and lifted my chin so that I was looking at her face.

I took a step forward, curled my arm around her waist, pulled her close, and growled, “I was getting there, babe.  You’ve just got too damn much for a man to look at all at once.”

Her breathing picked up, and she murmured, “Take your time.  I like your eyes on me.”  She wrapped her arms around me and threaded her fingers through my hair before her lips found mine in a searing kiss. 

Kissing Harlow was unlike kissing any other woman.  She made me feel alive in a way that no one else had.  Most women were in it for them; what they could get out of me.  They were always looking for more from me; more that I didn’t want to give them.  Harlow wasn’t looking for a damn thing.  And she didn’t take my shit.  I could respect a woman who respected herself enough to stand her ground.  As much as it fucking pained me sometimes. 

She ended the kiss and raised a querying eyebrow at what was in my hand.  “What’s that?”

I gave it to her.  “Picked it up for you this afternoon.  Put it on.”

She smiled; her excitement obvious.  “I love it!” she exclaimed as she put it on.  “I’ve always wanted a leather jacket.”

“Yeah, well whenever you’re on the bike, I want you in this.”

Her smile could have lit up the whole fucking world.  “You’re making me all squishy,” she said, her eyes twinkling.

“Babe, I have no idea what that means but if it’s gonna get me laid tonight, I’m fuckin’ glad that I’m making you all squishy.”

“As much as I love listening to your dirty mouth, I’d rather be enjoying it in another way so can we move this along?”

Christ
.  She didn’t have to ask me twice.

“Get your stuff.  I need to get you naked and under me.”

I had plans for her tonight and she was going to love my dirty mouth by the end of it.

***

“T
hat was so much fun!”  Harlow waltzed into my house, her cheeks flushed with excitement.  It was the first time she’d ever been on a bike and it was pretty evident that she loved it as much as I did. 

I chuckled and followed her inside, dumping my keys on the bench in the kitchen.  She put her bag down too and turned to me.  “When can we go on a long ride?”

My hand curved around her neck and I pulled her to me.  “You pick a day and I’ll be there,” I murmured as I brought my mouth down onto hers.  She embraced me and her lips parted, letting my tongue in to tangle with hers.  I deepened the kiss and moved my hand down her back to rest on her ass.  My other hand reached under her t-shirt and searched for her tits.  When I found them, I pushed her bra aside so her breast spilled out into my hand.  Harlow had a good handful; just what I loved.  I twisted her nipple between my fingers and the gasp she let out hit me in the dick.  My kiss became rough; demanding. 

Harlow pulled away from me; her lips swollen from our kiss.  I didn’t let go of her though, and continued to massage her breast.  She maintained eye contact as she pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor.  I moved both hands to the back of her bra and undid it, freeing her breasts.  As I dropped her bra on the floor, she undid the button on my jeans and lowered the zip; her hand grazing my hard cock.

I stood still, my eyes trained on hers.  “I want your mouth on my cock,” I demanded.

Without taking her eyes off me, she reached in and wrapped her hand around me, and started to slowly move her hand up and down my length.  As she got to the end she gently ran her thumb over the tip, spreading my pre-cum over my dick.  I didn’t stop watching her even though I wanted to look down and take in the glorious fucking sight of her hand on my cock.

“You’ll have my mouth soon,” she promised, “but first, I want to play with you with my hands.”

Fuck me
. 

She kept moving her hand up and down my dick as she said, “Take your jeans off.”

I wasn’t used to a woman taking the lead during sex but this was fucking sexy as hell so I went with it.  Once they were off, she gripped my cock hard and used it to gently pull me closer to her.

“Christ, babe.  Careful there,” I muttered, but I had to admit that that turned me on too.

A wicked glint flickered in her eyes as she leant her mouth almost on mine and breathed out, “I’m going to make you come so hard you’ll be seeing stars.”

Fuck.  I almost came right fucking then
.

The slow movement of her hand on my dick mixed with the sight of her tits moving as she did this, and her breath on my lips had sensations ricocheting through my body, making me feel things I’d never felt during sex.  And fuck, we’d only just started.

“You ready?” she asked.

“Babe, I was ready for your hands and lips on my cock the minute I laid eyes on you,” I growled.

She added her other hand to her maddening tease of my dick.  One hand moved down my length, and then the other.  She gently twisted my dick each time, and it nearly blew my damn mind.  I dropped my head back and closed my eyes; those stars she’d mentioned were floating behind my eyes.  I was getting close to blowing my load.  Just when I thought I couldn’t wait any longer, she stopped.  My eyes snapped open and I found her watching me. 

“Do you want my mouth on you now?” she asked.

“Fuck babe, you even gotta ask that?”

Her lips curled into a sexy smile.  “Just making sure,” she said with a wink, and before I could blink she was down on her knees and my dick had her lips wrapped around it.