22. Breaker

Chapter 22

Breaker

“Twinkles will be fine, Mrs. Lane. Just make sure you keep your granddaughter’s candy stash away from him.”

“Don’t worry. I will definitely do that. You have a good evening, Indy. Thanks again for seeing me.”

I can hear Indy let out a sigh as the woman leaves. It has been a slow day here. I heard her talking to Cooper that she’s going to have to find another source of income to make this place work. She has some regular customers, and the place is staying afloat, but just barely. I hate that she’s not comfortable enough to come to me and tell me what’s going on. I know we’ll get to that point. I just hate that she feels we’re not there yet.

Indy opens the door and then lets out a small squeal of surprise when she finds me there.

“Jesus, Breaker. You scared the crap out of me,” she huffs, her hand slapping up against her heart. “What are you doing here?”

I grin at her. I’m reared back in her office chair, my feet on her desk, arms behind my head—relaxed like I don’t have a care in the world. “I missed you.”

“You missed me?” she laughs, closing the door, before walking into the room and tossing a file onto the sofa beside her.

“So fucking much that you wouldn’t believe it, Doc.”

“And just what brought this on?” she asks, barely able to keep the giggling out of her question. This is how my woman should be. I don’t want her worrying about anything. I want to see this happiness on her face for the rest of my life.

“I’ve been trying to work on the new handicap ramp I’m building and instead, all I’ve been able to think about all day is the way my woman looked this morning when she was on her knees in front of me.”

“Is that right?” she drawls, a smile spreading across her face as she comes to stand in front of me.

I sit up, reaching out and putting a hand on each of her hips. I pull her down onto my lap. She curls into me at once, her legs resting over one armrest. She wore a comfortable cotton dress today. It’s really warm outside—especially for this time of year. Plus, Indy said she wasn’t going to be really busy and just wanted comfort. I don’t know why she told me all of that while she got dressed, but part of me kind of liked it. I told her that for me, she could always wear dresses because it gave me easier access to play with her. I wasn’t kidding . Right now, with my woman in my arms, I must admit that she looks even better than she had in my imagination all day.

“Oh, yeah. I can’t get out of my head how good she looked with those plump, full, red lips opened wide, stretching over my cock as it disappeared deep into her throat,” I rumble, my cock rock hard. I’ve been wanting more all day. If Tinny hadn’t been awake this morning, Indy would have been late getting to work.

“I have to admit, I’ve been thinking about it, too,” she admits.

“Really?” I question, my fingers gathering her dress in my hand as I slide under the hemline. The minute I touch soft, warm skin, I let out a hiss. I caress her thigh with a satisfaction filling me that is hard to describe. “Tell me, Doc. If I rip these panties off you, are they going to be wet?” As I ask, I trail a couple fingers down to her inner thigh—which I note is already damp. I ease my hand to the silky material and let my eyes capture hers.

“I’m not sure, Breaker. That’s something you might need to investigate,” she responds softly, her voice full of passion.

“Fuck, I was really hoping that would be your answer,” I purr. “Take the dress off, Doc. I want to see my woman naked before I stretch her out over this desk and fuck her.”

I feel the tremble that moves through her body. I close my eyes for a second, savoring the sweetness. Indy responds to me perfectly. We belong together and I think she’s finally realizing that—especially after we talked things through on the way into town the day we went to get supplies.

“It will have to be quick. Cooper and Iva will be bringing Tinny back in about an hour.”

“Oh, I can be quick, honey. I just don’t like to be where you’re involved. Still, for now, I’ll fuck you hard and fast, bending you over and slapping your fantastic ass as you take my cock. Later, I’ll show you just how slow I can go.”

“God,” she whimpers.

My fingers have moved between her legs, petting the silky fabric at her center. Indy’s not just wet, she’s drenched . I’m already imagining how it will feel to thrust into her. She’s always so hot, tight, and ready, her cunt squeezing my cock like a fucking vise as I claim her.

With shaky hands, she lifts her dress. I help her pull it over her head. I make a mental note to buy her more dresses just like this one. Hell, it may be all I allow her to wear. I had taken a shower and threw on some gray sweats afterward. I knew what I was going to do and didn’t want anything to slow me down. I pull her up slightly as I push the joggers down just enough for my hard, aching cock to spring out. I barely notice that Indy has already discarded her panties. I’m wondering how, but then decide I don’t give a damn, because my girl is straddling me, a knee on each side of my body. Her hand wraps around the base of my cock, and she’s guiding me into heaven.

“Oh, God, you feel so good, Breaker,” she practically growls. Fuck, it’s the biggest turn on in the world when she gets demanding for me like this.

I lean into her cupping her breast and bringing her nipple into my mouth. It’s pebbled, swollen and begging for attention. I’m definitely going to make sure it gets it. My teeth hold it captive, torturing it as my cock bottoms out inside her. I roll it around with my tongue, my fingers finding her other one and playing with it at the same time. Indy begins rocking against me, teasing us both with what’s to come. I lean back in the chair so I can see her. I want to memorize her just like this. “Ride me, honey. Let me watch you take your pleasure from me,” I growl.

She does exactly what I ask—rising on my cock until I’m almost losing her heat, then slamming back down. It doesn’t take her long to find a rhythm, and for a minute I just enjoy the show. I may not remember them, but I’m sure that my Indy is the embodiment of every wet dream I’ve ever had. When she adds this little half roll with her hips on the way down, her tits bounce with the force of the ride. I’m already close to losing it. I grab her hips and grind her into me with a loud grunt of pleasure. The sound of our bodies slapping together echoes in the room as the smell of sex surrounds us.

“Breaker,” she cries out.

“That’s it, honey. Take my cock. Take it all,” I encourage, my balls tightening.

I’m just about to pull her off me and bend her over the desk when the office door flies open so hard that it slams against the wall.

“Mattie! We’ve been grieving! We thought you had died. Our parents are devastated and meanwhile you’re in the damn one-horse town, just getting your dick wet and fucking some bitch, not even caring about us? Do you realize what all we’ve been going through since we found Diego? Do you even fucking care?” Some bitch roars. I look up at her, barely taking in her soft, red hair or the look of fury on her face. There’s a man behind her and all I can do is see red. No one sees my woman but me.

Indy scrambles, curling down behind the desk, trying to hide. She has no trouble getting off my dick, my erection disappearing as my anger rises. “Get the fuck out of here. I don’t know who the hell you are, bitch, but if you two don’t leave this office right now, the only way that’s going to happen is when you’re both in fucking body bags,” I growl.

Indy has managed somehow to get her dress on behind her desk. I see the panic and embarrassment on her face, and it only feeds my anger.

“Maybe we could all calm down here,” the man says, as I stand up.

“Christ, Breaker. Cover your dick up. I don’t want to see that shit,” the girl hisses.

“Then you shouldn’t have stormed into a place that doesn’t belong to you. Get the fuck out!”

“No!” the girl yells back.

“How about we all calm down here and move this conversation back to the house?”

“How about you shut up? You don’t have a place in this discussion. You’re just some random woman who spreads her legs for a man she barely knows. Did you think you could get him addicted to you? Were you after his money? Prettier women than you have tried that, lady?—”

I don’t think. I barrel around the desk, wrap my hand around the girl’s throat, and push her up against the wall. “You don’t say shit to my woman. If you so much as look at her, I will end you,” I snarl.

The man with her lands a punch to my ribs. It’s strong enough that it shocks me so much I lose my hold on the girl. I turn to face him, ready to beat the shit out of both of them at this point. I don’t like even the thought of hitting a girl, but this bitch has pushed me to the limit. I’ll do whatever I need to do to get her and her poison away from Indy.

“Breaker, calm down,” Indy cautions. I’m sure she can tell I’m at the end of my rope.

“Yeah, Breaker, listen to her, man. You don’t want to do this. We’re family.”

“We aren’t shit,” I tell the man. “You and this bitch come in here insulting my family. I won’t allow anyone to hurt Indy.”

“ She’s your family? Well, that’s just rich. You’re a piece of shit. Do you know that, Mattie? We’ve been worried to death about you. Every single one of us has been busting our ass to find you and all this time you’ve been here with this?—”

“I’m warning you, one more word against Indy and you won’t be able to speak again because I’ll rip your damn tongue out of your head.”

“You’d pick this bitch over your own sister?” the girl huffs.

“I don’t remember you, but even if I did, I would pick Indy any day of the week over you.”

“You don’t remember me?” she says, her face filling with pain.

“I don’t, and right at this moment, I wish I had never met you. I don’t see how I’d ever put up with you in my past.” I say the words out of anger, but I regret them a little when I see the pain slash across her face.

“How dare you!” she cries as tears fall from her eyes. “You bastard!” she screams as she slaps me across my face.

“Leave my Bwaker alone!” Tinny yells from the door. She takes off running toward me. I barely have time to lean down and scoop her up before she jumps into my arms. I notice Cooper and Iva standing there watching everything. I see the anger on their faces and for some reason that allows me to calm down a little—or maybe that’s because Tinny is in my arms.

Indy steps up beside me, and my free arm automatically reaches out and pulls her to me. “I think it would be better if we moved this into the house. Can I ask your name?” she says to the girl standing and staring at me like I just ripped out her heart.

“I’m Joker, I’m a member of the same club as Breaker and this is Skylar,” the man says, pulling the girl back against him, his arm holding her tight. “She’s Breaker’s little sister.”

“Bwaker is mine,” Tinny says, claiming me. I notice the surprise on both their faces, but they soften at the same time.

Indy reaches over and ruffles her hair while I kiss Tinny’s cheek. “I realize we have a lot to discuss, but I’d rather do that when we’re all calmer,” I answer, my voice still gruff.

“Maybe we could all move to the house? I brought a bucket of chicken and sides. We can all sit down and have dinner,” Iva says.

“Chicken sounds good,” I answer, grinning down at the little girl who might not share my blood but is mine in every other way.

“Me and Aunt Iva made chocolate chip cookies for you!”

“All for Breaker? What about me?” Indy asks.

“Nope, all for my Bwaker,” she proclaims proudly.

Indy huffs, making me laugh. “Let’s get to the house. I need a cookie from my best girl.”

“That’s me,” Tinny says. That doesn’t shock me. It’s the way she’s staring at Skylar with anger that does that. “He’s going to be my daddy. Right, Bwaker?”

“Right, Tinny,” I murmur, kissing her cheek again. Indy gasps, and when I look at her, I see tears in her eyes. “Let’s get to the house. Lead the way, Cooper,” I tell him, clearing my throat. Skylar stares at all of us for a minute. Nods for a second and then shocks me by coming over to Indy and hugging her. Indy is awkward for a minute before she returns the hug. “I’m sorry,” the girl says, before turning to me. “I’m sorry, Tinny. I’m very glad my brother has you. He’s wanted you and your mother for a long time.”

“That’s cause we’re a family,” Tinny says. My heart squeezes in my chest with her words.

I don’t know what’s about to happen, but I’m positive whatever does isn’t important. I have my girls and that’s all I need .