Renegade Reject (22 page)

“Fuck yeah. I’m going to have you begging, baby.” I quickly comply, nearly ripping my clothes at the seams to get them off my body.  Daisy’s little hand shoots out to encircle my cock, and I nearly come right then.  Fuck, she feels good.

After yanking down her silky black panties, I lead her to the cot.  As soon as I lay her down, I grab her ankles and spread them wide.  I look down at her beautiful cunt, and my mouth starts to water.  I don’t give her time to protest as I grab her leg and hook it over my shoulder before burying my face in the sweetest pussy God ever made.

Daisy’s hands instinctively grab my head, and she grinds herself into my tongue.

“Preach,” she moans out, lifting her hips to meet my mouth.  My name; finally, my fuckin’ name the sound of it coming from her lips is music to my ears.  No more of that Garrett bullshit.  That boy died a long time ago.  Now, I’m Daisy’s Preach, and that’s all I’ll ever be. 

“That’s it, Little Flower.  Ride my tongue, and then you’re going to ride my cock.”

Her eyes shoot open in surprise, and I can’t help but smile as I flick my tongue expertly over her clit, then plunge two fingers deep inside her pussy.  I feel her pussy walls tighten around my fingers, and I know she is close.  I redouble my efforts on her clit, sucking it into my mouth.  I gently scrape my teeth over the bundle of nerves, and her pussy erupts around my fingers as she grinds against my mouth with more desperation.

I lick her gently through her orgasm, keeping the pleasure going until I feel her body melt under mine. Rolling us over, I lay back with her against my chest, her legs spread so her wetness is glistening against my hard cock.

“Preach, that was...”

“It was fan-fucking-tastic,” I finish for her.

Her cheeks flame with a beautiful blush.  God, she is so much more than I could have ever hoped for, more than I ever dreamed of.  Grabbing the back of her neck, I pull her lips to mine for a scorching hot kiss.  Instinctively, she starts grinding down on me, and I thrust my hips up, letting her feel my need for her.

“Time to ride, Flower.”

“I... Preach, I don’t know how.” Her blush deepens, spreading down to her chest, and I can’t hold in my growl of possession.  It’s such a fucking turn on to know I’m her first everything.  If I get my way, I’m not going to be just her first, but also her only.

“Just do what feels good,” I encourage.

She timidly grabs my cock, lining herself up with a couple fumbling swipes across her pussy lips.  The wet heat has my cockhead ready to explode.  Locking my eyes with hers, I see her intention is to get it over with.  Before she can plunge down fast and hard, I grab her hips to stay her. “Slow, Flower.  I don’t want to hurt you. You’re so fucking tight.”

Her only response is a quick nod as she slowly pushes down. “So good, Daisy.  That’s it, Little Flower. Show me how you want me.”

Slowly, she glides my cock into her velvet sheathe until she's seated fully on my cock, so deep I can feel myself buck up against her womb.  Her eyes are wide, and her lips are parted in an O.  Her breaths are coming in quick pants. “Oh god, Preach. So big... it’s too much.”

“No, it’s not,” I say with a shake of my head.  “Just take your time.  I promise, nothing we do will hurt.”

I have to struggle to speak; the pleasure is just too much for me.  This is the first time I’ve been inside a pussy when I wasn’t wrapped up.  Knowing it’s Daisy’s pussy just makes the experience even better.

I grab her hips, moving her back and forth and letting her sensitive clit grind against my pelvis.  Before long, Daisy has found her rhythm and no longer needs my guidance.  She’s moving that sweet little ass back and forth while her pussy milks my cock, driving me insane.

“Oh, shit!  I’m going to come again,” Daisy gasps.

I grab her hips, holding her still as she pants. “Yeah, you are, but not yet.” I pull her down to my lips, holding her to my mouth with one hand while my other arm is wrapped tight around her waist, keeping her still.  I ravish her mouth until she is writhing on top of me, then I thrust up into her once, gauging her reaction.  The moan that rips her lips from mine is the only encouragement I need.

I brace my heels on the cot, and holding her still on top of me, I power up into her pussy, pounding her from below.  Fucking her with everything I have while she moans and pants, I can feel her pulsating around my cock, and I know she’s going to explode soon.

“Sit up and brace yourself on my thighs,” I command.

She does so without hesitation, and my thumb finds her sensitive clit with ease.  I rub quick circles around the tender bud until she is meeting me thrust for hard thrust.

“Yes,” she screams in abandon as her pussy milks my cock through her orgasm.

Finally, I let go of the tight control I’ve held on my orgasm, unsure how I haven’t embarrassed myself by coming too quickly.  I pull her off my cock and quickly shift so she’s under me, stroking my cock to orgasm.  I shoot my cum onto her belly while I groan my satisfaction. “Holy shit.”

Seeing my cum dripping down her body fills me with pleasure unlike anything I have ever felt before, and I can’t stop myself from using the head of my half hard cock to rub it into her skin, marking her as mine.

Collapsing onto her, careful to keep the bulk of my weight from crushing her sweet little body, I hold her close, desperate to keep reality away.  I know it will come and fuck things up faster than I want.  “I love you so fuckin’ much.”

She quiet for a few minutes, just holding me close. Finally, her mouth moves to my ear.  “I love you too.”

The words barely leave her mouth before my cell phone starts to ring.  The last thing I want to do is answer it, but I know there’s been too much shit going down at the club for me to ignore a call.  Slowly sliding out of her, I reach for my jeans.  When I pull the phone out, I see Chipper’s name on the screen. 

I look at Daisy, trying to get one more glimpse of her before the world comes crashing in on us again, and then click talk.  “Yeah.”

“Where the fuck are you?”

“I’m at your cabin,” I say, not willing to give him any more details. 

“You need to get your ass over here to help with clean up.”

I don’t want to deal with this shit at all, especially not right now.  “Can’t it wait till the morning?”

“No, it sure in the hell can’t,” he growls out.  “Someone heard the gun shots at the warehouse and called the cops.  The fuckers are everywhere.  It’s just a matter of time before they get a warrant.  We got to get this shit cleaned up right now.”

“Fuck!” I mumble out, looking toward Daisy.  “Give me thirty minutes.”

“It don’t take that damn long to get here from the cabin, so I’ll expect you in fifteen.”

“I said thirty, and that’s what I fuckin’ meant.” I’m losing my temper now.  Chipper may be the Pres’ brother, but he’s wrong if he thinks that gives him the right to bark orders at me.  He gave that shit up when he stepped down from the VP spot.

Without waiting for a response, I shove the phone back in my jeans.  Looking at Daisy, I have the urge to forget about Chipper’s phone call, but this shit has to be done.  “I’m sorry, Flower, but I gotta go.”

“We really need to talk, Garrett. It’s important.”

I place a soft kiss on her lips.  “We will, just not right now.”

“But....”

“Flower, there is nothing I’d rather do than stay with you all night, but I gotta go do something for the club.”

She stares into my eyes for a moment before finally shaking her head.  “Okay, but as soon as you have time, we need to sit down and have a real conversation.”

Nodding, I reply, “I promise.”

Chapter Sixteen

DAISY

It’s been nearly a week since Preach said we would talk, and I still haven’t heard a word from him.  Well, I’ve had enough.  If he isn’t going to talk to me, I’m gonna talk to him.  I know something is going on with the club.  Cops have been searching all their properties and questioning members.  Still, he could have taken the time to answer his phone when I called, or at least sent me a text. 

Walking into the clubhouse, I see Timber and Reese over by the bar. Ice and Kidd are standing near the hallway, his arms wrapped around her and her face buried in his neck.  After she was kidnapped, things changed between them.  She quit fighting him.  Now, it’s them against the world. 

As I walk closer to the bar, I see Reese staring at them.  His eyes are full of heartache.  I swear his pain is almost palpable.  It breaks my heart to see him hurting so much.  I know that he truly loves Ice, but he couldn’t claim her while he was married to Roxy.

I’ve never really understood why Reese has stayed with that bitch so long.  I know that it has something to do with Pebbles.  The daughter they share just happens to have red hair, bright green eyes, and too many freckles to count, which seems a little odd, considering both Reese and Roxy have dark hair and dark eyes.  In fact, Reese has a mixture of Native American and Polynesian blood.  I could be wrong, but I doubt he could ever produce a red headed and green-eyed child.  That doesn’t matter to him, though. Pebbles is his daughter.  Even though Pebbles is nearly grown now, he thinks he has to put up with Roxy’s crap. 

I guess none of that really matters now. He made his decision, so it’s too late to change things.  Kidd has made his claim, and Reese has missed his chance to claim the woman he truly loves.  He’s stuck with a bitch and has lost Ice forever. It’s sad, heartbreaking really.

“Hey guys,” I say, smiling as I walk over to Reese and Timber.

“Hey, Little Flower,” Timber says, bringing me into his side.  He places a whisper of a kiss on my jaw line that causes a spark of excitement to flow through my body.  He may not be Preach, but he is still sexy as hell. 

“You guys see Preach?” I ask, pulling away from Timber. 

They share a look, one I don’t like. My eyes narrow, “What?”

Reese clears his throat. “I don’t think you want to know the answer to that question, Daisy.”

“I really need to talk him, so yeah, I kinda do,” I say, getting impatient.

“I’ll take you, but don’t blame me if you don’t like what you see,” Timber says as he climbs from the barstool.

Reese just shakes his head and looks at me with pity. “Don’t run off without talking to me.  I got a few things I need to say to you.”

Something in his tone worries me.  I know whatever Preach is doing is going to piss me off, but I can tell it’s more than that. I can’t stop myself from wondering what in the hell is going on.

I follow Timber down the hall to Preach’s room.  He opens the door without knocking.  When I step inside, my stomach starts to roll.  The smell of puke and sweat assaults me as I look around.  Preach is lying on the bed, naked as the day he was born.  There’s an empty bottle of Jack beside his head, and dried vomit is pooled on the floor. 

Tears slip down my face as I instinctively take a step back. “What the hell happened to him?”

Timber grabs my hand and leads me back into the hallway.  I try to pull away, wanting to get back to Preach.  “Someone has to help him.”

He shakes his head.  “No one can help him until he decides to help himself.”

I’ve been around my dad enough to know Timber’s right, but I have to fight every instinct I have to keep from running back in the room. “What if he never does?  What if he ends up just like Dad?”

“He’s not worth it, Little Flower.  I’m not sure what demons he’s trying to drown away, but you do deserve better than what he can give you.”

I don’t need Timber voicing my own thoughts, so instead of replying, I turn away and walk down the hall.  Before I reach the door, Reese grabs my arm.  He wraps his arms around me and walks me out to my car. “I know he’s fucked up right now, but you still need to find a way to let him know you’re pregnant.  If you don’t do it soon, someone else is going to tell him.”

I freeze at his words. “What?” I breathe out. “How did you find out?”

“Daisy, I’ve known you since you were just a kid. You’ve been off lately, nothing like your normal self.  It’s obvious that you’re losing weight. I heard a few of the girls from The Kitty Kat say that you’ve had to call in sick a time or two, which you’ve never done before.  Skittles even mentioned that you’re always tired and so dizzy that you can’t even get on the stage anymore.  I just put it all together.”

I can feel the tears falling down my face as his words start to hit home.  “How many people know?”

He shakes his head.  “I’m not sure, but you know how those bitches are at The Kitty Kat.  Sooner or later, one of them is going figure it out.  When they do, that shit will be spread far and wide. You need to tell him before that happens.”

I can’t control the sob that makes its way out of my throat.  Hearing my pain, Reese pulls me into him.  He wraps his arms around me and does his best to console me.  “He loves you, Daisy.  I can see it in his eyes, but he’s got something eating at him.  Been there since the day I met him and it just keeps getting worse and worse.  You need to decide if his love is enough.  If not, you need to scrape his ass off.”

No matter what, we will share a child for the rest of our lives.  How do you just walk away from that?  “I’m not sure I can just scrape off the father of my child.”

Not sure that I could even if I wasn’t pregnant, I don’t think you can turn your back on someone you love. 

Squeezing me tightly, he agrees, “Nope, I don’t guess you can.”

After a few more tears, I pull away from Reese.  “I’ll talk to him later, but for now, I gotta get out of here.”

Placing a kiss on my forehead, Reese shoots me a smile.  “If you need anything, I’m always here.”

PREACH

“We need to talk in your office,” I say to Kidd as I look around the room and see Reese and Timber.  “Its probably better if you bring them in too.”

Waking up in puddle of my own puke for the third day in a row is enough.  I can’t keep doing this shit. Everything changed for me when I had to clean up the mess I made at the warehouse.  I killed a woman.  She was a fuckin’ bitch, but she was still a woman.  It brought everything back up for me.  All the times I saw Father beat me, the times he beat Tabby and I couldn’t do shit to stop it, and even the few times he took the strap to my mother.  Lessons is what he called it, but to me, it was just beatings.  I can’t take the chance of doing the same thing to the woman I love.