The Originals (Ghosttown Riders #10)

Chapter Thirty

Jack’s breath was heavy. If not for his hand braced on the wall, his legs might’ve given out. Fuck. He’d gotten head more times than he could count or remember but never this good. He peered down at Colleen on her knees, watching his cock slip out from her lips. Fucking beautiful.

He loosened his grip but continued to stroke her hair as she slid his jeans up. She reached for his zipper, and he released her, bent down, and lifted her to a standing position. When she looked up and licked her lips, he was done. He kissed her.

It had been years since he’d taken the time to just make out with a woman. But Colleen’s lips? He craved them. Her taste? He wanted it. He cupped her jaw, angling her head to deepen the kiss. Her hands reached around his waist, sliding up his back and urging him closer. If they didn’t stop, he’d be taking her to his room at the clubhouse and not coming out ’til morning. It was an option, but he wanted her all to himself.

“We’ll stay for a drink. Then I’m taking you home.”

Jack didn’t even hesitate when he said home. And he didn’t say his . Colleen was getting in deep. A place where very few women ever made it. His heart.

She pressed her lips against his, mumbling, “Okay.”

“Gonna have you in my bed again,” he whispered. And he meant every word.

“I can’t wait to be there, Jack.”

Too fucking sweet.

Jack walked out with Colleen close behind. He could’ve had her hang back for a few minutes so as to not to raise any suspicions, but Jack was beyond trying to hide it. He wouldn’t flaunt it, but there was no reason to deny it. As he breached the doors, he noticed a few members at the bar. One particular old lady glanced over. But Regina wasn’t looking at him. Her gaze was laser focused on Colleen behind him. She snorted, and she shook her head, though it didn’t seem disapproving.

He started toward the bar, but Tully stepped in his path, lowering his voice. “A minute, Jack?”

As Colleen passed, Jack glanced over just as she looked back with a small smile on her lips. They’d have a drink, but as soon as he finished, he’d be taking her back to his place.

“Not sure if you knew about it, but” —Tully paused, looking toward the back door— “the boys are here.”

The boys?

Jack furrowed his brows. “Whose boys?”

Tully smirked. “Yours.”

What the hell was he talking about? Kase and Caden? That was impossible. Caden was in football camp, and Kase was camping and at a festival out of state.

“They’re here?”

Tully lifted his chin toward the yard. “Out back. All five of them.”

Jack ground his teeth and sighed heavy. He didn’t need to know who the other three were. I’m gonna kill these assholes. Jack made his way through the room, ignoring everyone at the bar, and stalked down the hall. When he got to the door, he threw it open and scanned the yard. There were a few girls and brothers mingling around the fire and another few off to the side by the picnic table. He searched for the boys but didn’t see them until he turned to walk back inside. Jack grabbed the handle and halted. On the side of the clubhouse closest to the lot, the five boys were gathered around a bike. Kase and Roman were bent down checking out the engine while Saint was inspecting the tires. Caden and Drake were standing off to the side.

Jack should’ve known to look for them where the bikes were parked. While all the boys had taken an interest in motorcycles and riding, Kase, Saint, and Roman were the most devoted. Jack had little hope that Caden would join the MC when he turned eighteen, but he knew the other three would.

He stalked across the yard.

“What the hell are you doing?”

Caden spun around alongside his buddy, Drake. Saint and Roman immediately straightened and shifted away from the bike. Kase was slower to get up and made no effort to move away. I built him tough.

Jack hardened his stare, focusing on Kase, who’d always been the ring leader.

“Why the fuck aren’t you in Virginia?” He jerked his head to Caden. “And why the fuck aren’t you in camp?”

Caden shared a look with Kase then shrugged.

“They let us have a free day,” Caden said.

Drake smiled with a nod. “Yeah, don’t have to report in until tomorrow at eight in the morning. Cool, right?”

Jack squinted, eyeing both boys and shaking his head. He dragged his hand over his mouth. “A free day doesn’t mean you leave the grounds!”

Caden shrugged. “They never said we couldn’t.”

Jack gripped his hips and drew in a deep breath. I’m gonna fucking kill all five.

“Pop, it ain’t that big of a deal.” Kase said.

“The fuck it isn’t.” He shot out his hand, pointing at Caden and Drake. “Those two are supposed to be in camp. Did you bust them out?”

Kase smirked. “Just for a night, Pop. Figured we’d come here, maybe grab a beer. What do you say?”

Jack scoffed. “I say you’re a bunch of fucking dipshits.”

He turned his attention to Saint and Roman. “Your folks know where you are?”

“In Virginia, and we’ll be there tomorrow, Jack. Just made a stop to see Cade and Drake,” Roman said.

Jack jerked his gaze to Saint.

Saint tucked his hands in his pockets and straightened his shoulders. “I’m just the driver, Jack.”

“Just the driver.” Jack snorted, shaking his head. “I expect more from you, Saint.”

Saint bowed his head, but Jack caught the small smile. He pulled out his wallet and walked toward the boys, pulling out a fifty-dollar bill. When Kase put out his hand, Jack ignored him, handing the cash to Saint.

“You make sure you get them back tonight, Saint.”

“I will, Jack.”

Jack walked toward the house and heard Kase shout. “Can we get a beer, Pop?”

Jack opened the door and glared back at them. “No.”

Fucking kids!

****

Colleen had overheard the talk about Jack’s sons being at the clubhouse. She remembered him telling her they were away for a couple of weeks and wondered with them being back, if that would change things. Colleen would go the second Jack told her without any resistance. But secretly, her heart sank thinking she had to leave.

Jack walked inside, shaking his head, and Mick immediately sidled up next to him. They walked to the opposite side of the room and started what seemed like an intense conversation. She was so busy staring she hadn’t realized Maureen had called her name until she felt a soft tap on her shoulder. She jumped and spun around. Maureen chuckled and held up her hands.

“It’s just me.”

Colleen pressed her hand to her chest, snickering. “Sorry.”

“I know you’re not working, but do you know where the sodas are? Lyssa said they don’t have any more behind the bar.”

Colleen slid off her stool and hooked her thumb over her shoulder. “They’re usually out back in the cooler. I’ll grab you one.”

“No, Coll, I can get it,” Maureen said, but Colleen held up her hand and glanced down at Maureen’s flat stomach. It would only be that way for a short while.

“I’ll get it. Considering your condition, you deserve people waiting on you.”

Maureen snorted shaking her head. “My condition? I’m only five weeks pregnant.”

“Yes, and you should be spoiled for the next thirty-five.”

Colleen didn’t wait for a response. She walked out to the back and noticed the five boys standing near the corner of the clubhouse. They were checking out the bike at the end of the lot. They were so enthralled, they didn’t even look over when she was only a few feet away.

It probably wasn’t the smartest move on her end, but as they stood around empty-handed, she remembered her own brother sneaking her beers from her parents’ stash. It was a highlight to her youth.

“Hey, guys!”

All five boys glanced back at her and immediately turned. She recognized Kase and Caden. How could she not? They’d definitely gotten their good looks from their dad.

Kase stepped in front of the others. When his gaze dropped to her breasts, the corner of his mouth hiked.

“How’s it going?”

“Good.” She smiled, looking over at the others. “Who’s driving?”

The guy at the end with the purple eyes lifted his hand. She dug into the cooler and pulled out a soda, handing it to him.

“Thank you.”

Colleen smiled and opened the next cooler, pulling out four cans of beer. She looked over at Caden and jerked her head. “Come here.”

Caden looked over at Kase and started forward. He looked confused with a hint of deer caught in the headlights. Colleen flattened her lips to keep from laughing. When Caden stopped a foot away, she handed him the beers.

“Don’t tell your dad.”

Caden laughed, balancing the cans between his two hands. “We won’t.”

Caden walked over, passing them out to the guys. She grabbed a soda for Maureen and headed to the back door. She was only within earshot for a brief second when she heard Kase.

“As soon as I patch in, she’s the first one I’m fucking.” There was no mistaking the voice.

Colleen rolled her eyes. No, Kase, you’re not.

Colleen opened the back door and walked in, but suddenly halted when she saw Jack standing in the center of the hall with his arms crossed and his brow arched. He would’ve pulled off a stern father had it not been for his lips twitching.

“I didn’t give a beer to the driver.” She held up Maureen’s soda. “I gave him a cola.”

Jack snorted, shaking his head. “Saint wouldn’t have taken it anyway. Smartest one outta the bunch.”

She slowly stepped closer. “Are you mad at me?”

Jack smirked. “Yeah, and I’m gonna give you your punishment when I get you back in my bed.”

Colleen curled up to his chest. “Can we go now then?”

Jack shook his head, smiling. “Gotta make sure the boys leave first. But then? You’re all mine.”

Yes, I am.