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She nodded her head and closed her eyes, “Open your eyes for me.”  I whispered. 

Our eyes locked on each other’s I pushed harder as her pussy muscles stretched until they were gripping my cock like a tight fist.  One by one the piercings dragged through the tightness, I pushed until I couldn’t fit any more of my cock inside of her.  “Christ…” she moaned.

“You okay?”  I asked with a grin. 

“I have never, my,” She was making no sense.

I pulled out and slowly sank back inside of her as far as I could.  “You what?”

“More.”  She said and arched her neck. 

“More Lube?”

She shook her head no, “Faster.”

I laughed and pulled out then thrust back inside of her, her pussy was flooded with her come so I pulled out and ran the length of my cock up her slit.  The piercings against her clit made her gasp and dig her fingernails into the base of my neck.  She kissed me and whimpered each time the barbells slid against her clit, I pushed back inside of her then leaned back onto my knees and worked her pussy back and forth on my cock.  Each time I would pull out it was covered with her slickness, “Fucking beautiful.”  I said and looked up at her.  She leaned up onto her elbows and watched as my strokes got faster and harder.  With my thumb circling her clit her legs started to quiver. 

“Cade, fuck.”  She threw her head back but kept her weight on her elbows.  Her perfect tits bounced with each thrust back inside of her.  I reached forward and pinched and rolled one of her tight nipples.  “Oh god, stop.” She tried to push my hand away from her clit, “I can’t take it anymore.”

“Oh yeah you can, your pussy isn’t quivering yet.”  I said and moaned as I felt another gush of come surround my cock.  “You’ve come at least four times.”

She moaned that beautiful womanly whimper, “It feels like I’m going to pee if you don’t stop.”  Another push of my hand but I held my thumb firmly against it. 

“You’re not going to pee, trust me.”

“Oh my god Cade …do you always talk this much?”

I laughed, “Quit trying to push my hand away.”  I pulled my dick out and slid it against her clit again.  “Now, I’ll finish what I started.”

I pressed my thumb against her clit and flicked it, then circled it.  She started moaning a bunch of words I couldn’t understand and then it happened.  She threw her head back and said my name followed by a few cuss words as her entire body shook.  My balls tightened up, and a streak of fire shot down my back as I pumped hard into her a few more times and pulled on her hips until she flinched from my cock that was now pressing against her cervix and shooting streams of come against it.  With each twitch of my cock she moaned.  When I started to pull out her muscles clamped down so I stopped.  “If you don’t let go of it I’m going to have to sleep with it in you, that means no sleep for either of us.”  I said and laughed. 

“I can’t help it.  What the hell just happened, I seen specks of white behind my eyes.”  She shivered when I pressed it back inside of her. 

“That’s what you call an orgasm.”

“Now I’m tired.”  Her muscles finally relaxed so I pulled out and tapped the head against her sensitive clit.  She quickly slapped at it and covered herself. 

I grabbed the shirt she had put on after she got out of the shower and wiped myself off, I noticed a tinge of blood against the white fabric.  “Sydney, did I hurt you?” 

“Probably with that monster.”  She said with her eyes closed. “Why?”

“There’s a little blood on here.”  I told her. 

She opened her eyes and looked, “It might be from your piercings, but my guess is it’s probably just because I’ve never had something that big in there.”

I went into the bathroom and got a washcloth for her, I wiped between her legs threw the washcloth on the floor and climbed into bed with her.  “I can take the piercings out if that’ll help.” 

She opened her eyes, “If you ever want to have sex with me again, you won’t take them out.”

“Okay then.”  I said with a laugh.  I switched the lamp off and pulled her against my chest, she put one of her legs across my thighs and laid her head against my shoulder.  Within minutes she was asleep. 

“Cade!  CADE!”  Sydney’s voice rose with panic. 

“What?”  I pulled her against me tighter. 

“Somebody is beating on the front door, your phone was ringing too.”

I picked up my phone and looked at the time, “It’s after nine in the morning my guess is there are some people looking for you.”  I looked through the call log and sure enough Theresa had tried calling about ten times and so had Bryan.  I had numerous text messages from both of them and there was somebody still beating on the door. 

“Why is it so dark if it’s morning?” she said and flopped back on the bed. 

“Black out curtains and shades.”  I kissed her quickly and got out of bed to go answer the door.  My cell phone rang, “Answer that I’m sure it’s for you.”  I yelled as I ran down the stairs. 

On the other side of the door stood Lucifer, and he was pissed the fuck off. 

“Is my daughter in there McAllister?” he asked and pushed past me. 

“SYNDEY GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE, RIGHT THE FUCK NOW!” 

I heard her tell Theresa she would be at the studio within the hour then she hung up.  Dressed in a different t-shirt of mine that hung down to her mid thighs she slowly walked down the staris. 

“Both of you have some explaining to do,” he looked at me then at Sydney, “You need to explain what the fuck you hit with your car that has the back bumper cracked the ground effect on the front dragging the ground.”  He crossed his arms over his chest and waited for her to answer.  “Well…”

“I uh, hit a coon on my way here last night.  If I would have slammed on the brakes I would have hydroplaned.”

“Why the fuck are you here in the first place?  He has a girlfriend, by the looks of it you both just climbed out of the same god damn nest.”

Sydney looked at me waiting for me to say something, “I don’t have one as of last night.” I told him.

Her dad shook his head, “Rule number one of the MC, don’t fuck with my daughter McAllister.  So you break up with your girlfriend to get my daughter in your bed?  You do know I’m going to punch you at some point right?”

“Dad, stop it.  There’s been some things happening, things that you don’t know about, and right now isn’t the time.”

“Oh really?  Like what, I have all god damn day, you just let me know when the time is right today for you to tell me what has happened.”

Sydney walked past him into the living room and sat down on the couch, Lucifer followed and sat down in the large leather recliner, kicked the foot rest up and stared at her.  I sat down beside her, and the foot rest snapped down, when he stood to charge at me I stood and glared at him.  Sydney jumped up between us, “Sit down both of you.  Dad you’re not going to like any of what I have to say but you have got to promise me,
promise me
, that you won’t be mad at any of us.”

Lucifer pointed at me, “Rule number two of my club, Don’t fucking hurt my daughter.”  He sat down in the recliner with his elbows resting on his knees as he stared daggers at Sydney.

Sydney blew out a breath, “Okay--…”

It took Sydney almost an hour to tell her dad about everything that had gone on with Ronnie.  By the time she was done telling him she was in tears and he was shaking with pure raging anger.  “Go home get your shit and go to the clubhouse.”

“Daddy, please, don’t do anything that’s going to land you in jail.”  She cried.

“Don’t’ fucking daddy me right now Sydney, I said go to the clubhouse.” 

“I’m staying here.” She spoke softly. 

“No you’re not, because if that mother fucker shows up at the club house looking for you he’s a dead man.”

Sydney looked at me with pleading eyes, “She can stay here, you’re more than welcome to check all the weapons I have.  I’ll take her to the shooting range out back today and teach her to shoot every single one.”

Lucifer looked at me, “You motherfuckers hid this from me, you and Bryan both!  When I find him I’m whoopin’ his ass and suspending him from the club.”

“No you’re not I told them that I didn’t want you to know.”  Sydney defended. 

“FINE, I want all of you at the clubhouse in one hour, don’t be late.  You better get ahold of Bryan and Theresa so they can be there or he’s out.  Get your damn car fixed Sydney.” 

Obviously Lucifer was done talking, he walked out the front door and slammed it shut behind him. 

Sydney sat down on the couch, her shoulders slumped forward and her face hidden behind her hands. 

I sat down in front of her, “You okay?”

“I can’t stay here Cade, maybe I’m better off staying at the club house.”

“What’s wrong with staying here?”

“Did you see the disappointment in his eyes?  They’ve done so much for me, I can’t hurt them.”

“And what else is bothering you about being here?”

She laughed and shook her head, “You mean other than I’m pretty sure the bed was still warm from Belle?  I feel like a total whore, I never do one night stands.  I didn’t even do that with Ronnie.”

“I can promise you the bed was not still warm from her, she’s never even been in that room, only the one down here.  It didn’t feel like a one night stand, I’m pretty sure it felt and feels like there’s a hell of a lot more than one night between us.”

The drive to the club house was filled with silence between me and Cade.  His left elbow resting on the door panel, right hand draped over the steering wheel he looked deep in thought.  Everything about him was all man, he oozed sex and confidence.  I looked away when he turned and looked at me, smiled weakly and started to say something then shook his head and turned his eyes back to the road. 

We pulled up to the club house, every single club member was there.  Choppers and Harleys lined the front of the building.  We still hadn’t said anything to each other, we sat there in his pickup staring ahead, “Do you regret last night?”  Cade finally said. 

“No, do you?”  I looked down at my lap. 

He inhaled deeply through his nose and slowly released it, “No,” he scrubbed his face with his hands, “What are we going to do about this?” 

“This?”  I asked.

With his head resting against the headrest and his eyes closed, “I can’t let you walk away from me again Sydney.”

“What do you want from me Cade?”  I asked.

“What I want from you is for you to give us a chance.  I’m not him Sydney, I know you’re scared but I also know you feel the same way I do.  I can see it in your eyes, I can feel it when you touch me.”  He was cut off when the club house doors swung open and slammed against the building.  There stood my dad, pissed off with his hands on his hips as he glared at us. 

For the next two and a half hours I was grilled with questions, “What color is his pickup?  What year?  What’s his address?”  Dad was asking question after question, detail after detail given, mom wrapped me in her arms as I cried not wanting to relive any of it. 

“Syd go with your mom to the house so I can discuss this further with the members.”  Dad said but didn’t’ look at me as he scribble something on paper.

Mom and I went to the house, she made us each a cup of tea then sat down next to me on the couch.  “He’s pretty upset about all of this.  I know you feel like he’s being overprotective but he has a no tolerance when it comes to abuse.  Especially now that somebody has hurt you.”  She was talking about dad.

“I know, I know he’s disappointed with me too.  I really thought that Ronnie would move on,” my cell phone rang.  It was dad calling wanting to know where Ronnie worked, that was one question I couldn’t answer because I didn’t know.  When I told him I didn’t know he muttered a string of cuss words then hung up on me.  “He’s treating me like a child, I didn’t ask for any of this.”  I said and started crying again. 

“He doesn’t mean to treat you like that; you’re his baby girl you always will be.  We all make bad decisions some just come with more severe consequences.”  Mom said while rubbing my back. 

About seven o’clock that evening motorcycles vibrated the windows of the house as they pulled out of the parking lot.  I looked out and watched as Cade left in his pickup, without me.  Dad came inside, walked over to the refrigerator grabbed a beer and sat down at the table.  I walked in and sat down in the chair across from him, “Never in a million years did I think something like this would happen to you.”  My dad said with a raw timber to his voice.  “I’m not going to kill him, but I’m going to make him wish he was dead.  You’re not the first person he’s done this to and you won’t be the last unless somebody does something about it.  He put his hands on my baby girl.”  He finally looked at me.  “You should have told me when it happened.”