19. Lace

19

LACE

I wake up sore. My poor little vajay-jay, and my ass. I can feel where the two of them have been, and it only floods more memories back to me from last night. How hot it was. How Bandit danced for me, for us , how he and Manny both railed me, and I had no idea that sex could be that good. I can’t even imagine what else he has in store, but when he kissed Manny freely, I thought I was going to have a heart attack.

I swear to God there is nothing hotter than what we did last night. The way they treated me; like I truly was their princess makes me warm and fuzzy all over. My boys.

The first thing I do before I even make coffee is text Bandit. It’s early, and we have the run this morning, but I don’t care.

Me

How you doing this morning, baby? I’m sore, but in a good way. Can’t stop thinking about you, about both of you

He doesn’t read the message and the gray dots don’t appear, and after a few moments, I sigh, throwing my duvet off as I find my fluffy slippers.

I don’t hear any sound in the house, and I assume Manny is still sleeping. There’s no movement from his room, and the door is still closed.

My head spins. I had no clue that everything was going to be this hot. I mean, what in the freaking hell is this? Bandit openly joined in and he initiated contact with Manny. I know the two of them have chemistry that’s off the charts. You don’t have to be a genius to work that out. The fact he embraced it, and didn’t yell at Manny or push him away, makes my heart sing.

He’s coming out. Slowly, but he’s coming, and that makes me so happy.

I don’t want to make a noise, so I creep down the stairs and start the coffee maker. I feel tingly all over. My boys taking care of me last night was more than I could handle. They treated my body like a temple; encouraging me and coaxing me in their gentle way. Even Bandit, who’s normally brusque and takes no prisoners. Tears spring to my eyes. They got along because of me. I have no words for either of them. The after-care was also spot on. Bandit soothed my ass with some salve, even though I was barely even feeling where his smacks had hit. He insisted. Both he and Manny walked me out, then I curled into Bandit’s side when Manny laid me in the car. I was so exhausted; their stamina is like nothing I’ve ever experienced. My body aches, but in a good way. In a way that I want to repeat.

I groan when I think about the several kisses the boys shared, and feeling them deep inside me. I have to admit, it was tight. It was very tight, and at one point, I was gonna yell out ‘Mushrooms’.

The thought makes me facepalm myself, mushrooms? I guess I like to keep the boys guessing and on their toes. I just hope I was enough for them. The way they peppered me with kisses and their praise tells me I am, but I still have self doubt from years of trauma that can’t just be undone with one night of passion.

To know that Manny is upstairs in his bedroom right now, under the same roof, mixed with what we did; it makes me tingle all over. Plus, I’ll be seeing Bandit today when we go on the run. Manny invited me, and since he’s not patched in, nor does he have an ol’ lady, nobody will think anything of it. Manny always has one of the girls on the back of his sled. If Bandit did that, though, and I climbed on behind him, questions would be asked and my brother would blow a gasket.

“Morning sleepyhead.”

I jump, almost knocking the two mugs over that I lined up, waiting for the pod to empty. My hand on my heart, I slowly turn, “Holy shit, Manny, you scared the crap out of me!”

He’s wearing pajama bottoms that hang low on his hips, and no shirt. His hair is all mussed and he looks hot as sin. He pads over to me barefoot, sweeping my hair back off my face.

“Hey,” I say, shyly.

He cocks a grin. “No kiss good morning?”

I push up onto my toes, planting a kiss on his lips. “Good morning.”

Concern laces his brow. “How are you feeling?”

I wrinkle my nose. “A little, uh, sore, but not that bad.”

“I’m sorry…”

I put a finger over his mouth. “I’m not. I’m excited about doing it all again, but what I really wanna talk about is you and Bandit.”

He stares down at me. For a second, he looks like a lost little boy and my heart wrenches. That’s the thing with Manny, he’s all heart. Every single shred of him is decent.

He palms the back of his head as I wait. “Jesus, Chantilly, he’s so hot.”

I wiggle my eyebrows. “I know. When he kissed you, I thought I was going to die.”

“You and me both.” He pauses, then shocks me when he says. “We kinda had a moment when he left last night.”

My eyes grow wider. “Holy shit! What happened?”

“Well, he pushed me up against the wall and we kissed again, long and slow. He was grinding into me and promising that it’d be my ass over his lap next time.”

“He did not.”

Manny nods. “Trust me, I know. I was shaken. I had to go and help myself to my dick in the shower after he left.”

I pout. “Poor little baby.”

He rolls his eyes. “I really like him, Lace, as much as I like you.” He cups my face, kissing me again. “Am I just imagining this or is what we have feeling kinda special?”

“It is,” I agree. “It’s so damn special, and you two are getting along, well, more than getting along. You were making out. Did his dick feel as good for you as it did for me?”

Manny closes his eyes momentarily. “You’ve no idea. I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard before, and multiple times.”

“You felt so good inside me.”

“Hey, I know that look, and you need to rest that pretty pussy, baby. Unless you’d like me to use my tongue to soothe it?”

I open my mouth, then part it again. “Do you think we should? Without Jonah?”

His lips twitch, a lopsided grin forming on his face. “Do we need his permission?”

“I don’t know,” I laugh. “I mean, we were doing stuff before you and me were.”

“If you’d like to ask him, go right ahead.”

“You wouldn’t mind?” I look up at him, wanting to make it clear I’m okay with boundaries.

“I’m okay with it. We both know Jonah likes to think he’s in charge, so let him. If that’s his thing, so be it. He’s not as bad ass as he thinks, but we won’t tell him that.”

I giggle. “Good, well, I’ll make us a coffee…” He lets go of me as I turn, fishing out my phone because I really wanna take up Manny’s offer of morning oral. I’m never one to shy away from an orgasm or two.

“Gonna go pee,” Manny tells me as I laugh to myself. I can’t believe I’m screwing my roommate and Bandit, and at the same time.

I glance at my phone and realize Bandit already replied. I just didn’t hear the text as my phone is on silent.

Bandit

I’m glad you’re sore. Reminds you where you’ve been and who you belong to. Last night was amazing. I can’t wait to see you again

I quickly tap a message back.

Me

I’m coming on the run

Bandit

You riding with Manny?

Me

Yes, but only bc you know what others will think if I don’t

Bandit

I’ll have Eli with me

I forgot about that.

Me

That’s so sweet, you’re a hot daddy

Bandit

IDK about that, but I can’t wait to have your legs wrapped around my face again

Me

Speaking of which, Manny and I were wondering…

Bandit

Yeah?

Me

If me and him, or me and you hook up, are we supposed to let each other know?

Bandit

You wanna have sex without me?

Me

No, but I’m sore and Manny wanted to ease some of the pain with his tongue

Bandit

I bet he did

Me

So?

Bandit

Fine, but no sex.

Me

What?

Bandit

No intercourse. I want to be there whenever you have sex. I don’t want you sneaking into his room at night, either, not without me

Me

So do those same rules apply to you?

Bandit

Yes, of course. I think it’s complicated enough

“I’m not gonna see anyone else,” Manny whispers, reading the texts.

Me

Manny just said he’s exclusive. So, it looks like we’re a thing…

Bandit

Me and him aren’t having sex

Me

No, but I bet you’ve thought about it

Oh, I can be a pushy little bitch when I want to be, and Bandit just needs a little nudge. He and Manny are so good together, and I want him to see that for himself. I have no problem if they hook up without me. Granted, I’d love to be there, but I’m not jealous of them if they want to be together.

Bandit

Let’s just take things slow, okay?

Me

But you like him, right?

Bandit

I guess you figured that out

I practically squeal and Manny stops in his tracks when he comes back into the kitchen as I bounce up and down on my toes. “He likes you,” I sing-song. “He just admitted it.”

Manny smirks. “I’d hope so, or that missile in the front of his pants last night would’ve been hard to explain.”

“What’s sex like with another man?”

He snickers. “Uh, it’s good, if they’re good, I guess. It was kinda awkward at first, but really, it’s like riding a bicycle.”

“Do you like…” How do I ask this? “Have a preference?”

“As in, attraction?”

“No, as in bottom or top.”

Manny almost chokes on his own tongue. “You dirty little girl.”

“Tell me, please! I’ve always found this fascinating.”

He smiles, pushing my hair behind my ears. “So nosy. I usually like bottom, but I’ve been known to try both. I can’t imagine Bandit being bottom, though. He’s a little macho to take it up the ass.”

“He might surprise you.”

He presses a chaste kiss to my lips. “I doubt it. He’s coming out, but he needs time, and that’s why we’re here. He doesn’t have to do or say anything around us. This needs to be a safe space for him.”

“I love that you think like that, and I know I’m pushing him.”

He shrugs. “Just don’t push too hard. I’ve had times early on when nobody understood me, when I was just seen as a freak. Feelings like this are scary, especially when he’s suppressed his desires for so long. It’s confronting, and scary.”

“So we’ll be that for him, we will be his people.”

He stares down at me. “You’re amazing.”

“So are you.”

He nods to my phone on the counter. “What did he say?”

“He said we could play, but not fuck.”

His lips curl. “He’s so bossy.”

“Yes, he is.”

“So, I think we need to go back to bed.” Manny picks up his mug from under the machine, handing me mine. “And I can wake you up properly.”

I grin, almost running upstairs and it’s not long before I’m naked in his big plush comfy bed, his sexy body on top of mine as he licks my pussy so gently and so softly, nibbling at my clit as I combust. Both of them are so different in bed. Manny takes his time, devouring me, always asking if I’m okay or how I feel. Bandit tends to rush, though last night was an exception, devouring me in a different, more needy way. The two couldn’t be more different, yet we seem to fit.

“So pretty,” Manny mutters. He throws one leg over his shoulder, then the other, and I grind against his face. He doesn’t penetrate, he just flicks, sucks and licks until I’m a quivering mess, unable to form words. Soon, I’m screaming his name. He rises, then fists his cock, spurting it over my pussy and my lower abs as he groans out his release. He cleans up with a washcloth, then moves back over to snuggle my back to his front.

“God, you’re good at that,” I whisper.

“Nothin’ was hotter than seeing Jonah lick your asshole, though.”

“Jesus, and that butt plug situation.”

“Did you like it?” He wraps his arms around me.

“Yes. Jonah is so dirty. He pre-planned it.”

He kisses the back of my head. “I think he’s had his sights set on you for a while.”

I turn my head. “And you, the sexual tension between you has always been there.”

“Not from my side. I gave him hell, I thought he hated me.”

“Now we know he doesn’t.” My phone beeps on the side table and I pick it up. I smile when I see who it is.

Bandit

No sex

“He really is bossy,” Manny laughs.

“Yes, he is.” I tap out a reply.

Me

No, but I had some mind blowing orgasms just now. Wish you were here

Bandit

Don’t tempt me

I stretch my arm out, changing the phone to picture mode. “Say cheese.”

Manny looks over my shoulder and grins down at the lens as I snap a pic. I send it to Bandit. A few moments later, he sends one back and me and Manny both gasp at the same time.

He’s lying on his back, the covers lifting as he grips his dick with one hand. He looks so delicious as he stares at the camera, and there’s that look in his eyes; possession. His eyes are so pretty, just like the rest of him, but there’s something behind them that’s primal and it makes my lady bits flutter.

“Holy shit,” Manny whispers.

“Isn’t he perfect?”

“So perfect.”

Me

You’re temping both of us

Bandit

I’m getting jealous of you two cuddling

Me

Do you want to cuddle with us?

We wait for a few precious seconds, and my heart races when he replies.

Bandit

I wouldn’t mind being sandwiched between you two

I grin like a lovesick fool. “See, I told ya. He could’ve said between me , but he didn’t. He said; you two. ”

“Maybe he’s warming up to the idea of being with me in that way.”

“I’d love to see you guys fuck.”

He bumps me with his hips. “Getting a little ahead of yourself, Chantilly. I’m not sure we’re at that point yet.”

I smile to myself, nope, I don’t think so. But, I think Bandit has fallen down the rabbit hole himself. I just don’t want him to push us away when his feelings confront him, and I know they will. It’s a lot emotionally, and I’m not sure he’s ready to confront any of that. Then again, I could be wrong. Coming out could be a weight off his shoulders. I know he worries a lot.

Me

We’d like that

Bandit

Stop fooling around and get ready or you’ll miss the run today

Me

Gonna start calling you bossy boots

Bandit

That’ll earn you another spanking over my knee

I blow him a kiss with Manny peeking over my shoulder and send it to him. Hope blooms in my chest, and I can’t wait to see what today brings.

My brother gives me a once over when he sees me walking over to the parking lot where some of the boys are, waiting for the rest to get their shit together.

“What are you doin’ here?”

Halo sits behind him, ready and waiting to go. She gives me a little wave and says hi.

“Hey, you two look so cute,” I muse.

Riot rolls his eyes. “What gives?”

I’m dressed for the occasion and even busted out my knee-high boots and pink motorcycle jacket. “Manny said I could ride with him.”

“Did he run that by Hawk?”

“Sure did.” In fact, I’ve no clue if he did or not, but that’s besides the point. What’s he gonna do about it, anyway? I try to hide my smile, but Halo’s eyeing me and I don’t want to give anything away. “You know I love motorcycles and nobody else will let me ride with them.”

“Because you know what it means,” my annoying brother goes on.

“Pull your head out of your ass,” I sigh. “Seriously, bro, take a load off.” I turn as I hear straight pipes and my eyes almost bug out of my head when I see Manny and Bandit ride up either side of me.

I try to act cool, but I’ve no idea if I’m failing just a little bit, or a whole lot. My eyes skim over Bandit first. He looks hot. Freshly shaven, his hair mussed as if he just got out of the shower. He’s wearing his cut, of course, with the dirty patch on the front, jeans, a tight black Henley, and riding boots. He also has Eli on the back, dressed very similarly minus the cut.

I smile to myself as my eyes dart to Manny. He looks just as delicious. His motorcycle jacket doesn’t have any patches and I really would’ve thought by now that Cash would’ve patched him in. It’d mean so much to him, even if Manny will never admit it.

The two of them look at me as if I’m gonna decide which one I’m riding with, even when Bandit knows his kid is on the back, so that’s impossible. It would also raise eyebrows and I’d have Riot on my back, and Bandit’s. “Hey.” I wave at Eli. “You look so cute!”

“He’s not tryin’ to look cute.” Bandit rolls his eyes. “He’s tryin’ to look badass.”

“Daddy, don’t swear,” Eli laughs. He’s such a cute little thing and looks exactly like his dad. They have the same color hair, and green eyes. “Lace, do you like my motorcycle jacket? Dad got it for me.”

“It’s so cool!” I give him a high five and he laughs. He pulls the visor down on his helmet and I roll my lips.

“Ready when you are.”

Bandit’s shoulders shake. “Gotta wait for the others, bud.”

“Hey, Eli, when we get back, I have an ice cream sundae with your name on it, that’s if your Dad says it’s okay,” Manny sing-songs.

Eli claps his hands together. “Yes!”

“Didn’t say it was okay yet,” Bandit quips over his shoulder.

Eli just laughs. Clearly, his dad is a sucker and I’m betting there isn’t much he wouldn’t get away with.

Manny shrugs. “Looks like you win, little guy.” He flicks his eyes to me. “Hop on.” He hands me a helmet and I pull it on, securing the clip.

I can see Bandit watching me in my periphery, but I avoid his gaze. No need to make it obvious.

“You good back there?” Manny turns to ask me over his shoulder.

“I’m good,” I reply, the adrenaline pumping through me as I wrap my arms around Manny. I love that Bandit is watching, that he may be a little on edge right now, but he can’t do anything about it.

Cash rolls up, Deanna securely wrapped around him. Then the rest of the MC join and we take off. I hold tight onto Manny as he maneuvers the motorcycle expertly out of the clubhouse and we glide out onto the street. My knees press around his frame, my arms wrapped around him. A wash of peace runs through me like I’ve never experienced. Like I’ve finally found my place in the world. In this club. With my men. I just have no idea how to move forward if we’re more than just messing around.