5. Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Tripp

June tried to contact me numerous times over the next two weeks, including getting up the nerve to call the clubhouse looking for me. That was the only time I responded to her.

Tripp: Do not call my clubhouse again.

June: Please, Tripp. This is ridiculous. I wish you'd let me explain. It really isn't what you were thinking. Barry even said he'd be willing to talk to you to clear things up.

I couldn't believe this bitch thought that me talking to her husband would help the situation. Her husband being the key words there. What kind of fucked up situation had I gotten myself into?

"Fuck!" I groaned. The club was preparing for a big Halloween bash coming up and I didn't want any part of their happy, holiday bullshit. Honestly, I just wanted to drown myself in the bottom of a bottle whenever I thought about what a mess I'd made of shit by falling back into things with June. I should have known better. Some people don't change. We weren't compatible back in the day, and it was exceedingly clear from her persistent messages and calls that we were still not meant to be.

I was fed up with the bullshit and lost in dreams of the peace I used to come home to when Kim was still alive. "Need a fucking drink," I said to my empty room before I headed out to the bar to go grab a bottle to bring back. It wouldn't be beer, though. A stronger bottle was the only thing that could quiet my thoughts and discontent.

I grabbed a bottle from behind the bar and was about to head directly back to my room when I felt as if someone's eyes were focused on me. I turned to see Vina staring at me from across the room. Without any thought at all, I crooked a finger at her in invitation. She hopped up and moved across the space as if being reeled in by an invisible hook.

"You okay with this?"

"Of course."

She nodded before I quietly guided her back to my room.

"Last chance to back out." I turned to look at Vina as we reached the door to my bedroom.

"Why on earth would I do that?"

I shrugged. "Never had you back here before." It was an admission I didn't want to make. There were plenty of times my fantasies played out with Davina following me back or me bringing her to my room. She gave me an odd look, as if it was a common occurrence that I had other women back here instead of her. That wasn't the case, and maybe I hadn't phrased that well enough, but before the night was over, I would prove to her just how special it was that she got an invite into my private domain. Years ago, when I first took another woman, it was a club girl, one who was no longer with the club. She never made it to my room either. None of them had over the years. Not that there had been many times that I went there. Normally, if I picked up, it was a couple towns over so my exploits wouldn't be thrown in my kids' faces.

I let all those thoughts go as we walked into my room, and I shut the door behind us. The minute I had the lock engaged, Davina turned and ran her hands up my arms and over my shoulders until she pushed her fingers into the hair at the back of my head and scraped her nails across my scalp. I threw my head back, so it was lower, and she could reach more of it.

"Feels really good, sweetheart."

"Why don't you make yourself comfortable and let me take care of you. You're always so tense with the weight of the club on your shoulders. Let me make it better for you tonight."

"How are you planning on doing that, Vina?"

"I'm going to start out with giving you the best damn massage you ever had. We need to work out all this muscle tension and once your body is feeling good and loose, I'll help you work out your other frustrations any way you choose."

"Your first priority is taking care of me and making sure I'm not riddled with tension?"

"Yes."

"Is that something you do for all my brothers?" Fuck, I regretted asking the question the minute the words left my mouth.

"No, it's not. You look like you need it though."

"It's not required."

Her slight shrug and the sweet smile she gave me made me want to turn the tables and pamper her ass instead. "It was just an offer. You're free to say, ‘No,'".

Like fuck that was going to happen. I removed my cut and then pulled my shirt off without saying a word to her. After I put them on my desk, I leaned down to take my boots off and then everything else I was wearing.

I nearly lost my focus when Davina began to strip her clothes away. When she was down to just her panties and bra, she moved further away until she ducked out of sight into my bathroom.

"You have any lotion, oil, or lubricant in here?" She called her question out without leaving the room.

"Medicine cabinet."

As I waited for Vina to come back, I laid face down on my bed with my head tipped to the side so I could watch the beautiful woman as she confidently sauntered her mostly naked self to me.

"I'm going to start with your neck and shoulders because that is where your muscles look like they're nothing but hard knots."

Vina gently traced her fingers up my spine and sent a pleasant chill to spread across my whole body.

"You have to take better care of yourself, Tripp. This is kind of ridiculous."

"Not every day someone offers to give me a massage around here." I smiled at her.

"Well, consider it an open invitation. If you need to relax, I don't mind helping you out."

"I'll keep that in mind." I knew it wasn't done on purpose, but the woman was planting ideas in my fucking head. Ideas of this being a nightly thing. Maybe every other night, we would swap, and I'd give her the massage before we turned in and read a book until we fell asleep. That would have to be after I fucked her sweet pussy, though. I honestly wasn't sure if I would make it through the massage she wanted to give me without turning over and taking her, considering she had been a long-time fantasy of mine that I refused to indulge in before.

As she massaged my scalp again with her fingertips, my lizard brain decided I should ask her to marry me, so that we could have this every night. Thankfully, my common sense prevailed, and I remembered that wasn't a possibility I could entertain for many reasons.

Davina spent nearly an hour working the kinks out of my muscles from my neck down to my thighs. By the time she scraped a nail gently over my balls for the fourth time as she worked on my thighs, I was finally done.

"Sweetheart, as much as I love your hands on me like that, because they're fuckin' magic, I think it's about time I showed my appreciation."

"I didn't do this for what I could get in return."

"Didn't say you did, Vina. Now come over here." I tapped the top of my chest to indicate where I wanted her perched. "Get up here and let me show you how to relax, too."

She wiggled up from where she'd been straddling the backs of my knees until she hovered above my chest. I helped move her so that she was held up just above my face. Her panty-covered pussy was a thing of beauty. Once again, I found myself reluctant to unwrap the present that was so close I could almost taste her in the air. She smelled delicious. More importantly, she smelled incredibly turned on.

I yanked the silky, soaked fabric to the side and flattened my tongue out as I licked from her hole to her clit in one smooth movement. I took my time, savoring my first taste of the woman I'd had hundreds of times in my dreams but never in real life.

"Why does that feel so good?" She moaned as I started to devour her pussy.

After Vina came all over my face, I flipped her over onto her back on the bed and quickly pulled her bra and panties off her body. Seeing her like that, all blissed out from orgasm and melting into my sheets turned me into a madman. I slid up her body and sank deep in her pussy before it even registered what I was doing.

"Perfection," I groaned as her tight heat wrapped all around my cock. The flutter of her inner walls damn near sent me over the edge. It was then I realized I was in her without protection, but it would have taken an act of the fucking gods to get me to pull out and suit up after feeling like I'd just landed in heaven.

"Fuck, you feel so damn good, sweetheart."

"Tripp. God. So good." Her words were lost to my shoulder as I started to pick up my pace and rocked my body into hers even harder. Then, she shocked the shit out of me and started meeting my thrusts with her own.

"Yes, baby. Fuck me back!"

Each time she pushed up against me it drove my cock into her wet heat harder until I felt like I was about to come apart. She hadn't gotten off again yet, so that couldn't happen.

I flipped us again and told my blonde beauty to ride me. Her blue eyes sparkled with intensity as she stared into my own. I told her something about wanting to see her tits sway while she bounced on my dick, but I couldn't take my eyes off the burning blue orbs staring down at me. I could almost feel the difference. The heat was there, the challenge of chasing an orgasm, but there was more. With Vina, there had always been more between us. It had been the reason I'd never gone there with her and now that I had…

Her inner muscles clenched down on my cock, released, and clenched again as she rode me, taking me out of those thoughts and into the moment again.

"Fuck, baby, you keep doing that and I'm going to blow my load before you get off again."

"You keep doing that and I'll get off again before you do," she promised with a teasing lilt to her voice. "I'm…" Before she could say another word, I tugged both her nipples at once and rammed myself up inside her as she slammed down onto me. Vina screamed out her release and the sensation was enough to take me with her. I blew my load inside the woman I'd been fantasizing about for more than a year and had zero regrets in doing it. She didn't mention our lack of protection, so I chose to stay silent about it too.

When she collapsed down on my chest, I rubbed her back and leaned forward to kiss the top of her head. She had her ear to my chest, listening to my rapid heartbeat as it slowly worked its way back down to a normal beat. When I felt her relax into me even further, I asked if she was all right.

"Mhm, just basking in the afterglow. I can move," she tacked on as if she was suddenly afraid she might be making me uncomfortable. Fuck that. When she flinched, as if to do just that, I put a stop to it.

"Don't want you to move. Stay like this, unless you're ready to leave."

"Not in a hurry to be anywhere else."

"Good." I slid sideways and took her with me. She started to turn away and I helped until she was spooned into me with her back against my chest. I wrapped my arms around her, afraid if I drifted off she would disappear and I'd wake to this having been the best dream of her yet, but just a dream all the same.

It wasn't a dream though.

We talked about where we saw our futures going and my sweet, beautiful Vina wanted nothing more than a family to call her own. It made my chest ache that she obviously longed for something she hadn't experienced and simultaneously made me want to be that for her. She wanted children though, and my two were both grown adults. The thought of starting over didn't scare me the way it probably should have. I'd had mine when I was still young and there was plenty of time to do it all again before I was too fucking old to enjoy time with a new family.

Before my thoughts on the matter got too deep, I took my angel again. I made love to her the way I thought she deserved. I made love to her to show her how I felt when there was little hope of taking it further. It wasn't fair to either of us. There were just so many obstacles that it fucked with my head, especially after she fell asleep in my arms again when we were finished.

I dozed for a bit, but when I woke with Vina still in my arms, the panic set in. What if me hooking up with a younger woman was the thing that kept my daughter from coming back home? Could I sacrifice the family I had now for the one I wanted? Would that even be something I had to do? It didn't matter because the fact that the possibility existed meant that I had to nip this in the bud. Vin wanted a family and I already had one that I'd fucked up enough. This couldn't be the thing that kept my daughter from coming back into the fold because it would make me resent Vina down the road and that wasn't fair to her.

Fuck.

Then there was Kip.

He was with Scout, but he hadn't always been. What if he had fucked Vina too? How would that look to have a stepmom he… Irrational anger swamped me at the thought. Fuck. There was no way I could introduce a woman as a potential stepmom to my adult kids if one of them might have been inside her already. I shook the thought off because it seriously made me want to punch the fuck out of my boy. This was why it would never work between Vina and me. I hated it, but there was no denying the complications we faced.

Instead of facing them with her, I chose the fucking coward's way out. I got up, dressed, and quietly left the room with her still sleeping in peaceful ignorance over the choice I was making. This would be our one time together. Maybe, after our talk, she would figure out what she wanted in life and go out there and find her own happiness.

I rubbed at my chest where an ache built at the thought of her creating that family she wanted without me. It was for the best, though. She deserved far better than a widowed bastard in charge of a bunch of dumbass bikers who had zero qualms about using a precious gem like her and tossing her out.

I was the current dumbass who did it.

My phone beeped with an incoming text. I pulled it out without thought and the message that waited for me was jolting. Not in what it said, but because I'd completely forgotten about the sender.

June: Please, I'm begging you to come hear me out. We had a chance at something and I'm not going to let you run from that.

Little did June know, I was running from the chance I really wanted to take, but she wasn't the woman I wanted to take it with.