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“Why did you come back?” her voice is broken sounding
,
and it matches the way I felt the whole damn time I was gone.
 

“For you
,
” I pull her body against mine
,
and run my fingers down her back. Her eyes meet mine
,
and they look almost surprised.
 

“You came back for me?” Cupping her face with my hand, I pull her mouth to mine
,
and kiss her. Every inch of my body is humming
.
I want nothing more than to throw her on the bed
,
and have my way with her
.
But, I know that we both need more than that from each other.
 

“I was a fucking mess when I left. The only thing that I could fucking think about was you
,
and how damn much I wanted to come back here and take you away from everything. I drank you away, but it never helped.” Lowering my forehead to hers, I take a deep breath. Never have I ever admitted that to a girl. Shit, but then again
,
I’ve never actually had feelings for a girl either. I guess there’s a first time for everything.
 

Tears start to fall down her face
,
and I know I’m fucking screwed. “You could have any girl
.
I doubt you missed me all that much.” Picking her up, I push her up against the door
,
and grind my dick into her.
 

“Trust me, I tried to fuck you out of my head
,
but that shit didn’t work. You’re the only one my dick gets hard for anymore.” She tries to push me away from her
.
I know bitches hate it when you tell them you fuck other women, but I’m always going to be honest with her.
 

“Would you rather I lie to you? I could have told you that I drank myself to sleep every night, but that’s not exactly true. I spent nights trying to forget you
,
but it never happened. All I could fucking think about was the smile on your lips
,
and the way your body felt against mine.” Crushing my lips to hers, I own her mouth. Her fingers dig into the back of my neck
,
and I want so fucking bad to take her right now.
 

Pulling my mouth off of hers, I take a deep breath
,
and try to calm my raging hard on down. I have to go meet with my old man and the rest of the guys
,
and I already know I’m going to hear it for fucking days
.
But, I don’t even care.
 

I release her
,
and she slides down my body. She palms my dick through my jeans
.
She gives me a sly little smile
,
before she undoes them
,
and pulls them down enough to get my dick out. She sinks down to her knees
,
and takes me into her mouth
,
without me even having to ask.
 

She swirls her mouth around my tip
,
and takes me all the way to the back of her throat. She starts to slide my dick out of her mouth, but I grab the back of her head
,
and thrust my hips. I get her to a pace I like
,
and I can feel my dick already hardening. I haven’t gotten laid in almost a month
,
and I need a release. Burying my fingers in her hair, I hold her right where I want her
,
and shove my dick down her throat
,
until she’s choking on it.
 

When I feel my balls tighten, I thrust into her mouth a few more times
,
before I come inside of her pretty little mouth. She sucks me clean before releasing me. Tucking myself back in my jeans, I look down at her
,
and see her looking up at me with a smirk. “Up
,
” I reach my hand out
.
She takes it
,
and I help her up.
 

“Tonight, I have plans for this sexy ass of yours.” I run my hands over her ass
,
and give it a good slap. She leans forward and grabs the edges of my cut
,
and pulls me to her.
 

“Can’t wait.” She places a slow, sweet kiss on my lips
,
and I want to hurry this shit up.
 

“I’ll see you later Darlin’.” I kiss her once more
,
and turn and walk out the door. Making my way over to the clubhouse, I check the parameter
,
before slipping through the door. Everyone is gathered at the bar
.
I still have a few minutes before we have to be in church, so I grab a beer from one of the prospects.
 

“Hey Raef
,
” Elijah calls out.
 

I grab my beer
,
walk over to him
,
and nod my head to my brother Dom. “What’s going on?” I take a seat on the last empty barstool
,
and Dom looks over at me.
 

“There’s a price on your head. Not really sure how they found out about you, but they did
,
and now that little rich fucker wants your head on a platter
,
and that girl brought to him. He’s hired a few guns from the local area and I’m sure things are going to get a little tricky.” I watch Dom’s expression
,
and I know he doesn’t like the odds. He gets that from our old man
,
and I know that he’s going to make a damn good president one day. Looks like the time is coming sooner than he was hoping, but I know he’s going to do a damn good job.

“If you guys want to pull out, don’t let me stop you. I don’t expect—“

Elijah stops me
,
and I knew he would. All my brothers are the same way. If one of us wants something, the rest of us have the others back
,
even if we don’t agree with it.
 

“You know I’ll always have your back brother. I would give my life for you
,
and any of the brothers
.
I know that it’s the same as all the other men in this club.” I nod my head at his statement because it’s true. I would give my life for any of my brothers
,
or their families
.
Especially my little sister, her little boys and Dom’s son.

“Thank you Eli.” He slaps me on the shoulder
,
and walks over to where his brother’s Jase and Brantley are standing. When Brantley looks up at me, he nods his head in agreement
,
and for once, I don’t feel like decking the poor bastard.
 

I know he’s had a tough run at things with all things that involve my sister, but I couldn’t imagine her with anyone other than him. He finally grew the fuck up
,
and treats her the way she should have always been treated.
 

Prez calls for church
,
and we all file into church one by one; dropping our phones on the table just outside the door.
 

Chapter Twenty-Two

When Raef leaves, I can’t help but have a smile on my face. He missed me. I know that his words are floating around in my head about being with other women
,
and as much as that hurts to know, I need him more. He’s my protector
,
and the only person who seems to want to protect me from the impending doom
,
that seems to be following me everywhere I go.
 

Lying back on the bed, I make myself comfortable
,
and start to write some more in my notebook that Butch got me after Raef left. Lately I’ve been writing about Raef
,
and the rest of my brother’s club. The words flow through my fingers
,
as I write down the words on the plain pages of the notebook. I remember exactly the way I felt the moment I met Raef
,
and I try to capture it in words.
 

When the door opens, I barely hear Raef come back into the room. His lips land on my neck
,
and I stop writing
,
and look up into his eyes. The icy blue that I’ve fallen for brings a smile to my face
,
and I am happy that he’s back. When his brother came here not long after he left, I thought that I would never see him again. It broke my heart, but I understood it.
 

“Hey Darlin’.” His voice is the sweetest sound
,
and I want nothing more than to listen to him whisper in my ear for the rest of the night.
 

“Hey
,
” I close my notebook
,
and leave the pen inside the spine. He gets on the bed next to me
,
and straddles my lap. He brings his lips an inch from mine
,
but doesn’t let me get the kiss I am craving right now.
 

“Are you done in church?” His lips curve into a grin
,
and I can’t help but melt just by seeing him smile.
 

“Yeah, but you shouldn’t know about club shit. We keep that shit on the down low for a reason.” He nips at my shoulder
.
He moves my sweater off of one of my shoulders
,
so he has better access to my neck and collarbone.
 

Every kiss he places on my skin is deliberate
,
and I have a feeling that he’s going to tell me something that I don’t want to hear. He kisses on my neck long enough to leave a mark
,
and when he releases my skin, he gives me a wolfish grin.
 

“You know you can just tell me. It’s not like I have very many places to run to.” He puts his weight on my hips
,
and pushes me into the mattress.
 

“Yeah I know, but I like taking my time. Plus having my mouth on your skin makes me calm. Shits about to go bad
,
and I want to keep everything between us good. Just give me what I want
,
and I give you the bad shit after.”

I nod my head, not really sure what he means by the bad shit. He grips my chin with his hand
,
and presses his lips against mine. He claims my mouth with a soft kiss at first
,
and slowly increases the intensity.
 

My hands go to the back of his neck
,
and he lowers his body onto mine. I welcome his weight
,
and crave his touch. He claims my mouth unlike anyone has ever done before
,
and I can’t help but moan into his mouth.

His left hand starts to travel up my shirt
.
He cups my tit over my bra
,
and gives it a squeeze. Before I can even get my hand into his jeans, he’s pulling my sweater up
,
and over my head. He tosses it on the floor behind him
,
and unhooks my bra with one hand. He sits up
,
and slides my bra down my arms
,
before tossing it behind him with my sweater. His fingers go to my jeans
,
and he quickly undoes them
.
I lift my hips to help him pull them down my body.
 

Every movement he makes is deliberate
.
I watch him
,
as he pulls my jeans off my feet
,
and tosses them with the rest of my discarded clothes. He straddles my lap and grabs the edges of his cut, sliding it off his shoulders. He folds it neatly
,
and sets it on the end of the bed
,
before he pulls his tee shirt off. He rolls over
,
and lies on his back
,
as he gets his jeans off in record time.
 

I can’t help but watch his body move
,
as he pulls his jeans down. His muscles contract and release as he works them off
,
and I can feel myself getting wet just watching him.

He crooks his finger at me
,
and I go willingly. He pulls me on top on him
,
and he runs his warm hands up my back
,
and pulls my upper body down to his mouth. A warm wet tongue swirls around my nipple
,
and he sucks it into his mouth before moving to the other one
,
and doing the same thing. His dick hardens even more under me
,
and I grind against him.
 

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