Christmas Outburst

CHAPTER TWELVE

A few days later

– ZALE –

“You need to entertain her,” I tell Reef.

My VP raises one of his eyebrows. “Is that an order, Prez?”

I rub a hand over my face and then shoot the fucker a glare. “I have plans with my old lady. She doesn’t know Meave is arriving today instead of tomorrow.”

The corner of that fucker’s mouth twitches. “So, let me get this right. You, want me, to entertain the daughter of your old lady?”

“Do you need me to spell it out?” I grit.

Reef shrugs. “It might come in handy when Nixie chews out my ass for taking her daughter out on a date. You do mean a date and not fuck her brains out, right? I mean, ‘entertain her’ kinda gives me carte blanche.”

I get right in his face. “Meave’s pregnant, VP. From another man I might add. She doesn’t need–”

“A few orgasms to throw her mind into bliss for a few minutes? Being pregnant doesn’t mean her pussy is cockblocked by the baby growing inside her belly for the next few months, asshole,” Reef snarls in return. “The woman has a mind of her own and is entitled to do anything she wants.”

“Hey, what’s going on?” Nixie asks, rushing toward us to place a hand on my chest in an effort to hold me back, as if she can prevent me from launching myself at my VP.

“Nothing, darlin’,” I murmur while I glare at Reef.

Reef never lies and also doesn’t give a shit what others say or think, and it’s he who says, “Zale has something planned for both of you this morning and has asked me to entertain Maeve.”

Nixie frowns and glances at me before her eyes find Reef’s again. “This morning? Meave doesn’t arrive until tomorrow.”

“No big deal.” Reef shrugs. “Meave and I talk daily, and there’s a bakery on the other side of town I can take her to and get her some red velvet cheesecake muffins.”

Nixie purses her lips and crosses her arms in front of her chest.

Her full attention is still on Reef when she asks, “If you don’t think it’s a big deal, then why were you two going head-to-head, ready to fight?”

I’m wearing a shit-eating grin. I know damn well what will happen when Reef tells her the truth. My old lady has warned the fucker more than once to keep his cock away from her daughter.

“He asked me to entertain her.” Reef shrugs. “I asked for clarification if it meant take her out on a date or fuck her brains out. Zale went apeshit because he thinks that if a woman is pregnant, she doesn’t deserve orgasms or the attention of another man to make her feel worthy. That’s what pissed him off, and he pissed me off because I think Meave deserves whatever she wants. Even if she’s fucking pregnant ’cause that doesn’t make her any less than any other woman out there.”

One second Nixie is giving him a full-blown grin, the next she grabs him in a tight hug.

I growl and try to pull her back. “Stop hugging the fucker.”

Nixie shoves my shoulder. “Oh, stop it, I was just thanking Reef.” She turns to the man in question and pats his chest. “Go entertain my daughter; apparently, I have things to do with my old man. Tell her I’ll meet her here in the main room later.”

I chuckle and Nixie snickers when Reef’s jaw practically hits the floor.

Leaning in I murmur next to Nixie’s ear, “Wait in my room.”

She shoots me a wink and I stare at the way her hips sway back and forth until she disappears into the hallway.

Turning to Reef, I tell the fucker, “Do whatever you want, but don’t do anything that might screw things up between the club and those two, get me?”

Reef narrows his eyes but doesn’t say a word. He does, however, give me a tight nod. It’s all I need and spin around to head to my woman.

Nixie’s been healing quite nicely ever since she was discharged from the hospital. She had to stay overnight after Vera stabbed her, but luckily the injury wasn’t as bad as we thought. She did lose a lot of blood and it’s why they took the precaution to keep her overnight.

It’s a good thing Nixie already had the pottery shop handled with the two employees who were hired by her mother last year. Knowing the shop was covered gave her the peace of mind she needed to take some much-needed vacation time the past few days. Not only to heal, but also process the shit my ex put her through.

Same for Leon. I hate the fact that his mother was able to enter our lives and tried not only to kill him, but Nixie along with it. Then to watch one of the brothers kill her? Fucking hell, the boy has been through so much.

Yet, my old lady bounced back from everything and pulled Leon along with her. The past few days she couldn’t do much due to the stiches on her side and mostly delegated the brothers from a chair in the main room of the clubhouse.

Amos was glued to her side as well, feeling guilty as fuck for what happened because of his sister’s involvement. Amos’s father heard what happened and they put Adette on a plane to go live with her mother in California. Adette needed a break from the club and not just because of what happened with my ex. No one’s to blame here except for Vera. Thank fuck we’re all able to put this shit behind us and move forward.

On to festive things so it seemed. Nixie found out how we never so much as put up a Christmas tree, she put her foot down and demanded the clubhouse would be decorated this year. After seeing Leon’s face brighten with a smile due to her statement, I wholeheartedly agreed. My kid and I went shopping and it was just what we needed, time together and a mindless task.

Nixie might have entered our lives when we were thrown into a tailspin of havoc, but it did make all of us come out stronger. Our connection is solid and through the bad times recently it’s given all of us an indication we’ve got potential for the long run. Hell, who am I kidding, I’m ready for the long run and never in my life felt the need to commit to a woman until Nixie.

I step into my room here at the clubhouse and let the door fall shut behind me. Letting my gaze roam the room, I come up empty and frown.

“Nixie,” I rumble.

Movement from the direction of the bathroom draws my attention and when my gaze hits my woman I do a double take. She’s completely naked. Her tits softly sway when she wanders sultry to the bed.

I flick the lock in place and slowly stalk my prey. My mouth waters when she climbs onto the bed, spreads her legs and lets one of her hands slide to her pussy. A buzzing sound vibrates inside my head. The world hits pause and only my woman in all her naked glory is captivating me within this moment.

Her body is on full display. I lick my bottom lip, toe off my boots and let my fingers work on my belt. My gaze hits the stitches on her side, and I let my hands fall away. I can’t take her yet; she’s not fully healed and what if I hurt her or her stiches rip?

“Hey,” Nixie snaps. “There’s nothing wrong with me.”

Her hands go to my belt, and I cover her fingers with mine to halt her movements.

She rips them out from under me and snaps, “What? I can’t have some dick because I have a few stitches? Fine. Go away and leave me alone. I’ll give myself an orgasm if you can’t mentally live up to the task.”

Her back hits the mattress and I swear the little minx closes her eyes and lets her fingers play with her clit.

Motherfucker.

I’m frozen to the spot for completely different reasons now. Her fingers glide through her slick pussy, teasing herself and fucking enjoying it too. I swallow hard. She’s right. If we go slow, there’s no reason we shouldn’t do this.

Fucking her hard, gripping her wrist, flipping her to her belly to change positions, or fucking her ass might all be out of the question now. But going slow, licking her pussy, and exploring every inch of her body in excruciating patience? Yeah, that we sure as hell can do.

“Stop,” I snap.

Nixie’s eyes fly open and her hand freezes on her pussy.

“You’re touching what’s mine to play with,” I rumble and slowly start to undress.

Her hand falls away and desire burns flaming hot in her gaze when I unleash my hard cock from the confinement of my jeans. Taking off my leather cut, I throw it in the direction of the chair and then take off my shirt.

Naked, I place one knee on the bed and smack my hand against the inside of her legs. “Spread wider. I need to see every inch of my breakfast before I devour it.”

Her breathing picks up and I breathe on her slick pussy before I warn her. “Don’t you dare fucking move.”

“Oh, shit,” she whispers and groans when I let my tongue slide over her clit.

With my thumbs I spread the lips of her pussy and let my tongue slide deep within her. A few curses rip from her mouth and then her fingers slide into my hair to keep my head in place. No need ’cause I’m not going anywhere until her orgasm hits my tongue.

I let my teeth graze the little bundle of nerves, making sure pleasure shoots through her and torture her some more when I start to suck. The groans ripping from her are a good indication she’s getting closer to bliss.

My cock is hard and my balls feel ready to blow so I grind my hips into the mattress beneath me to get some friction. It’s no use, though. The taste of my woman on my tongue, hearing her cries of pleasure, it’s all firing up the need to bury myself inside her body to follow her into the orgasm that’s hitting her body at full force.

It takes everything inside me to hold back and let her ride my face. When she’s barely come down from the pleasure I gave her, I surge up, fist my cock and slowly sink inside her. That sweet, tight, and hot pussy is still clenching from the waves of her orgasm when I pull out and slide right back inside.

“Fuuuuuck, you feel good, taking my cock inside that sweet pussy of yours,” I groan and slowly keep pumping inside her.

“Harder,” she breathes.

A dark chuckle falls from my lips. “No chance in hell, babe. I’m in charge and I already gave you one orgasm. The next one you’ll have to wait until my cock is ready to explode so my cum can extinguish the heat of the orgasm I’ll let you earn.”

“Let me earn?” There’s a little growl in her words.

I shift and slightly tilt my hips, hitting her deeper with the next stroke. Her lips part and her eyes roll back. Yeah, I feel the same intensity when she clenches around me. Damn, but I’ve missed this.

Together for a few weeks, sex only a few times, and yet it feels like the best time of my whole damn life. Especially when I’m inside her. Not to mention, the connection with my son, my club…it’s everything…and it’s simply Nixie.

Thank fuck she’s mine, just like the orgasm that hits both of us simultaneously. A guttural groan rips from me when I come hard. It feels as if I’m spraying her womb with so much cum it’s starting to leak out.

Falling on my hands, I lean in and take her mouth in a scorching kiss. I should have taken the time to kiss her before I buried myself inside her, but this woman has a way of pushing my damn buttons the way she sees fit. And I respect and adore her for it.

Pulling back, I place my forehead against hers. “Fucking love being inside you.”

“Fucking love having you inside me,” she replies with a sassy voice.

I brush my nose against hers and murmur, “I adore everything about you, Nixie.”

Her hands are placed on each side of my face to keep our gaze locked. “And I adore everything about you, Zale. Oh, and I also love the hell out of that strong kid of yours.”

I narrow my eyes. “Did you just say you love my kid and adore me? Really?”

Nixie snickers. “Loving your kid feels natural. You and I just started off. Ask me again in a few weeks and we’ll see. So, for now I like you one hell of a lot.”

“Going from adoring to liking a hell of a lot, I don’t know if it’s an improvement,” I grumble and wince when my cock slides out.

Nixie chuckles when I let myself drop on the mattress beside her. She turns and snuggles closer, making sure her side is turned up and out of harm’s way.

“It’s an improvement,” she states and lets her fingers trail over my chest. “But if you keep giving me orgasms like you just did on a regular basis, I’m sure we can speed this whole love thing up.”

I roll her to her back and growl, “You don’t say.”

Her giggle turning into a groan is music to my ears when I let my hand slide back between her legs to play with our mixed juices. I already made this woman fall for me, making her love me will bring both of us pleasure. Now, and for many years to come.