Chapter Nine

Chapter Nine

Dallas

I'VE BEEN AT Adam's house for a few days now and everything has been okay with us living under the same roof. During the day, I spend hours on the phone with the insurance company that I'm still fighting with while Adam does whatever he needs to for the club. He spends a lot of time in his office on the phone with people. I don't know what he's talking about because it's not my business. If he wants me to know something, he'll tell me. Hawk has been working as much as possible trying to figure out who is after me, but he hasn't come up with anything so far. I guess he's working with Officer Hilton and my dad to figure this mess out. The fewer details I know, the better I feel if I'm being honest. Yes, I want to know who's after me, but I don't need all of the details. Like the pictures. I have yet to ask to see them and that's not something I'll do. Just knowing that someone was following me closely enough to take pictures and toss them around in the clinic is enough to scare the hell out of me. I'd also like to know how the asshole got into my house and Danger didn't tear him to shreds. He must've done something to my baby, but he hasn't been acting strange and I've given him a full exam complete with bloodwork to make sure he didn't poison Danger.

The animals have made themselves right at home. They all seem to love Adam and always find ways to follow him around the house and curl up with him whenever he's sitting in the living room. It's actually cute how he just randomly accepts them and gives them undivided attention when they demand it from him. Danger has met most of the men in the club and doesn't go off when they're outside and one of them is inside the house with us. Tripp is the main one inside with us, but a few others have stayed with us until it's time for bed. Then they make their way outside with the other men.

I haven't been back to the clubhouse since the day I walked inside with my dad. It's not that I don't want to go there to meet the ol' ladies because I do want to meet them. The reason I refuse to go there is because I know they take their kids to the clubhouse and I'm already bringing danger to the club. I don't need to add to it by being around the small children and babies of this family. So, even when Adam has to go there for church, I remain at the house on my own. Well, not really on my own because there's always someone here outside. When they have church, which I learned is their meetings, I only have a Prospect here with me. Adam told me a Prospect is one of the guys that aren't fully patched into the club yet. They're trying to show the members they belong in the club and do anything that's asked of them. Including babysitting me when no one else can be here. Adam doesn't like that I only have a Prospect with me when he has to go to church, but there's nothing else they can do at this point.

Today, everything is finally starting to catch up to me. All of the changes in my life, the break-in, pictures, and everything with Adam. It's time we have the conversation that's been long overdue and that we've been avoiding having for one reason or another. I have to talk to him and get one thing off of my mind before I explode. There's just too much to think about and deal with without adding to it all. Having a conversation should be enough to ease my mind about what happened all those months ago and I did promise Emmie that I would give him a chance. So, I leave his room and make my way downstairs to find him.

Adam is sitting on the couch in the living room with a bottle of water in hand as he flips through the channels. I sit down on the opposite end of the couch and wait for him to turn to me as he usually does. It doesn't take long before he's setting the remote down next to him and turning on the couch so we're looking at one another.

"It's time we have that talk, Adam. We've been putting it off for days and I need to take something off my mind. I need to know what happened that day we were supposed to meet and you didn't show up," I tell him, leaning back against the arm of the couch as he gives me his full attention.

"Okay. I had gotten ready to leave so I could meet up with you at the diner. Before I could leave, Tripp came in my room to tell me Reaper had been looking for me. Grabbing all of my stuff, I made my way to Reaper's office where he told me that Reagan had gone into labor. It's not a secret or anythin' and she's told me I could talk to you about her situation a little bit. Reagan has a cyst on her brain that causes her to have seizures. She went several years without havin' one until someone attacked her and hit her head because he just didn't give a fuck about her medical condition. So, when she's pregnant and in labor, Savage is out of his mind with worry. Reagan is his twin sister and he's always looked out for her. Savage was supposed to ride out for some club business, but they all knew he wasn't gonna leave her side because of the possibility of her havin' a seizure.

"So, I was told I had to take his place because no one else was available to make the trip. When I went back to my room to change, I sent you a message lettin' you know that somethin' came up and that I wasn't blowin' you off. Instead of the message sendin' like I thought it did, it simply remained on the screen as if I were still typin' somethin' to you. I didn't realize it until several hours had passed and I was able to look at my phone again. At that point, I had gotten your message and tried to send you one back to explain what happened. You had already blocked me by then. After that, I didn't want to force you to talk to me or anythin', so I left it alone. It fuckin' killed me to know you were so close and yet I never ran into you. I looked for you everywhere and still didn't see you anywhere I went.

"You've been on my mind since the second we started talkin', Sweet Girl. I haven't touched another woman, been on the datin' app, or anythin' else. Emmie will tell you that I did go to Entice with some of the guys a while ago and I was back at the clubhouse soon after leavin'. I didn't even look at the dancers other than seein' who was on stage. The second they started dancin', my attention was elsewhere. Like Emmie said, that night told me all I needed to know about how I feel for you and we hadn't even met at that point still. I didn't want to be near another woman if it wasn't you," he tells me, never once taking his eyes off of me as he tells me his side of the story and what happened that day.

"Wow! That's why Emmie told me to talk to you and give you another chance," I say, not knowing what else to say to him as I process his words. "I'm sorry that I let myself immediately think the worst about you, Adam. I don't have any good reasons for doing so except that my past taints my life when I least expect it to. That's what happened in this situation and I can't say I'm sorry enough for not pushing through and waiting to see if you would message me. Don't you work at Entice? You'd have to watch the girls there when you're at work."

"I do. I'm a bouncer and fill in for Eagle if he needs me to as a manager. I'm not there to watch the girls or anythin' else. In fact, I can't even see the stage from where I stand while workin'. We have two bouncers up front by the main entrance and I remain at the back hall where the girls' dressin' room is. My back is kept to the hall at all times so I can watch the main room and make sure the other bouncers are payin' attention to anythin' goin' on in the club. At night when we close, I make sure the girls get to their cars and leave the parkin' lot without anyone harrassin' them. That's my job and the only thing I do when I'm there. I don't drink, watch anyone dance, flirt with them, or anythin' else," he informs me, moving closer on the couch so our legs are touching.

"I'm glad they have someone to watch out for them and that it's you. I honestly feel safer than I ever have when I'm with you, Adam. It's weird," I tell him, knowing I need to talk about what happened and why I blocked him that day. "My past isn't a great one. Don't get me wrong, my dad is amazing. He loves me and does whatever he can to protect me from the world. We lost my mom when I was young to cancer. It was like one day we got the news and a few months later she was taken from us. They couldn't do anything to help her fight it so she didn't want to go through unnecessary treatments that were only going to make her feel like crap. My dad lost a large part of himself the day she took her last breath, but I don't blame him. They loved one another completely and gave me something to want for myself.

"Anyway, I've always been the big girl in school and was teased mercilessly every day by the other kids. Emmie has always been my only friend since she was also picked on every single day of school. We became close really quick and she hasn't left my side. Even when we got older and she became the gorgeous woman she is today. When others would try to tell her to ditch me, she'd beat their ass and defend me until she couldn't say another word. It's always been the two of us against the world. When I finally thought I found someone who actually wanted to be with me, he ended up leaving me a complete mess.

"I was in college and thought I met the love of my life. We studied together, spent all of our time when we weren't in classes at my dorm room because Emmie was usually out doing one thing or another. I gave him my virginity and that's all he wanted. Well, not all he wanted. It turns out that there was a bet going around on campus to see who could fuck me first. This guy won several thousand dollars, a new car, and some other stupid shit. The day I found out, he also told me that the only reason he even started talking to me in the first place was to get close to Emmie. Someone who was thin, gorgeous, and that he actually wanted to be seen with. I was nothing more than a joke to him. Plus, he was a jock and I didn't know that when we were supposedly together.

"I barely got out of bed for days as I realized a few things about myself. I'm never going to be anyone's first choice. Not unless I'm talking about Emmie. No one will find me good enough to be with because I'm a bigger woman. I love to eat and I'm not going to apologize for that. I'm healthy and have been working on losing weight, but I'm not going to starve myself to accomplish that. The doctor and I have a plan in place and I'm slowly working on it. I'm just the girl everyone brings into their life as a placeholder. Whether it's the placeholder of a friend or so-called girlfriend. I'll never be the one anyone chooses to settle down with or keep in their lives. Lastly, I'm okay with being on my own. I love my life for the most part, love spending time with my babies, and if I don't ever find a man to be with, that's okay with me. So, when you didn't show up or message me, I figured it was just history repeating itself. That I let myself get my hopes up only for them to be dashed because you realized you didn't want a big girl at your side. Adam, you're sexy as hell and can get any woman you want. I've seen the girls at the clubhouse and know they're more your type than I am. Honestly, I thought you showed up, took one look at me, and left while laughing with all of your friends," I tell him, a few tears sliding down my cheeks at my admission as the memories of my past assault me.

Adam leans forward and uses his thumb to wipe my tears away. Leaning in even closer, he presses his soft, full lips against mine. I don't hesitate to open for him as he gives me my very first kiss. I'm not sure if I'm doing this right or not as his tongue slides in my mouth and tangles with mine. He explores every inch of my mouth before pulling back and resting his forehead against mine.

"Fuck, Sweet Girl," he whispers, keeping his eyes closed as he pants from our kiss. "One taste of you will never be enough for me. I want to fuckin' devour you and make you forget all about that stupid fucker who can't see how fuckin' sexy you are. Dallas, I've never seen a sexier woman in my life. You have curves that can handle a man like me fuckin' you. When I look at you, I don't see a big girl or whatever else you wanna call yourself. I see a strong woman who's got so much fuckin' love to give that I know deep down I don't deserve to be anywhere near you. You're sweet, determined, and inspire the kind of loyalty Emmie has given you for years. Do you know how rare that shit is? Dallas, I want you because of all that and so much more."

Adam takes one of my hands in his and slides it toward his own body. My eyes drift down to follow his movements as he guides my hand directly to his dick. His very hard, large dick beneath his jeans. I pull my forehead away from him in shock. I know Adam isn't a shy man, but I wasn't expecting this move from him.

"This is what you do to me, Sweet Girl. You. Not the women in the clubhouse. They're there to entertain the single men, help clean, cook, and things like that. None of them hold a fuckin' candle to you and that's my honest opinion. From the second you walked into church, I've been hard as fuck. I'm takin' three or more showers a day so I don't fuckin' make a move you're not ready for. I've got a past and I won't ever deny that. I'm sorry that the fucker in college didn't realize what he had right in front of him and that he made you feel the way you do now. Trust me when I tell you that I want you so fuckin' much it's all I can think about.

"You don't have to worry about findin' a man to spend your life with because I'm sittin' right the fuck here. I'm your man and when you're ready, you'll be my ol' lady and wife. I want to have a family with you, add all the animals you want to our family, and help you accomplish every single one of your dreams. I'm done waitin', Dallas. I don't want to spend years gettin' to know one another and all that shit. I'll do it if that's what you want, but this has been over six months in the makin' and I'm ready to be all in with you," Adam says, running his hands up and down my arms as I leave my hand against his hard length.

I sit and think really hard about what I want in my life. I've always played it safe and waited for the proper time for this and that. I have followed all the rules set in front of me and cared more about what others think of a situation I'm in than about how I feel and what I want to happen. This is my life and I don't want to waste a second of time I have with Adam. We've already wasted so much time on a misunderstanding between us. If I hadn't blocked him right away, who knows where we'd be right now.

"I don't want to wait anymore, Adam. I don't have the experience you have, but I want to learn what you like and make sure you're happy. That was the first kiss I've ever had. If we're not compatible in this aspect, then that's okay. We can move on before either one of us becomes more attached," I tell him, knowing I'm already so damn attached to him. "I know I told you we had sex, but he never once kissed me. The entire time he was getting closer to me so I would have sex with him, that's the one thing he wouldn't do. I thought there was something wrong with me."

Letting out a growl that sends a thrill of excitement racing up my spine, Adam stands from the couch and lifts me into his arms. He looks down at me, waiting for me to argue and tell him I'm too big for him to carry. I don't say a word as I look up at him and realize he's not feeding me lines to get what he wants before moving on to the next girl. Adam is a man and he knows what he wants. I have to remember that when the doubts start to creep in and I sabotage whatever is happening between us.

Adam doesn't put me down until we're in the bedroom I've been using as my own. He slowly lowers me to the floor, my soft body sliding against his hard one. Right now, I want nothing more than to have the clothes separating us disappear so I can feel his skin against mine. My body feels as if it's on fire and he's hardly touched me at all.

He lowers his head and presses his lips against mine. Adam deepens the kiss and I follow his lead, moaning into his mouth as he places a hand on either side of my neck to move my head exactly where he wants it. For the first time ever, I feel small, sexy, and wanted by a man. Like I don't have to hide from him because he won't care about how my body looks in the light of day. Adam will learn my secrets and keep them safe from anyone else learning them and using them against me.

Adam breaks the kiss and trails his mouth along my jaw before moving down my neck. He licks, kisses, and nips the sensitive skin leaving goosebumps in his wake as the fire seems to intensify and an ache starts in the lower part of my body. His hands reach for the bottom of my shirt and he hesitates, pulling his mouth from my skin and looking directly at me. With a nod of my head, Adam slowly slides my shirt up my body, his rough hands trailing across my skin. I can feel his eyes on me as he takes in every single inch of my body that's revealed to his gaze. There's an intensity to him that I've never experienced and I want to sink in its depths and let him take complete control of my body. I've never wanted to give up control to another person before.

When he finally removes my shirt and drops it to the floor at our feet, I hesitantly reach out and slide my hands under the edges of his cut. He had to tell me what it was called when I said vest one day.

"Take it all off, Sweet Girl," he growls, his voice low and husky as he waits patiently for me to continue.

I slide my hands up and remove his cut from his upper body, moving away from him to lay it on the dresser sitting to our left. Once it's on the surface and I know it won't fall to the floor, I move back in front of him and watch as he reaches behind his head with one hand to pull his shirt from his body, dropping it to the floor with mine. I knew Adam was going to have a great body, but my imagination didn't do him justice. His chest is defined leading down to more than six pack abs. I can make out that delicious V I've only read about in books with the way his jeans sit low on his hips. I slowly run my hand down the ridges and dips of his body and watch his response to my touch.

Reaching out behind me, Adam unclasps my bra and slowly slides the straps down my arms before it falls to the floor with our shirts. I'm left standing in front of him completely bare without the length of my hair to cover my exposed chest and stomach. It's as if the damn suddenly burst free and Adam pulls my body up tight against his. He kisses me rougher than before while grasping one of my breasts in his large hand. I can't stop moaning in response to his touch.

"I fuckin' need you, Dallas," he growls out, breaking the kiss and lifting me in his arms once again.

I wrap my legs around his waist on instinct as he moves us toward the bed. Laying me down gently, he takes a minute to just stare at my body. I don't have the need to hide myself from him as I normally would. Adam reaches down and removes my leggings and panties at the same time once I've nodded my approval. Again, he stares at my body now that I'm completely naked in front of him. While he stares at me, Adam undoes his belt and lowers his jeans to the floor. He barely moves as he kicks off his boots and steps out of his jeans. Instead of getting on the bed with me like I'm expecting, Adam drops to his knees and grabs me by my hips to pull me so my ass is hanging just off the edge of the bed.

"Before I bury my cock deep in your pussy, I need to taste you, Sweet Girl," he says, his voice turning me on with the husky quality of it now.

Adam doesn't wait as he lowers his head and keeps his gaze locked on mine. He slides his tongue through my folds and groans. Several times he does the same thing before he slides a finger into my pussy while moving his mouth to my clit. Sucking the bundle of nerves into his mouth, he gently bites down as he curls his finger inside my body and hits that spot I thought was a myth. I can't stop my body from shifting and moving under his touch as he continues to build the flames filling me higher and higher.

Moving my legs over his shoulders, Adam adds a second finger in my pussy and curls them both as he rubs that spot inside me. The combination of him rubbing my G-spot and sucking my clit into his mouth is too much for me. I explode with very little build-up.

"Adam!" I scream out, digging my fingers into his hair as he doesn't let up on me.

My legs are shaking and my stomach is coiled tight as Adam prolongs my orgasm. I try to get away from him as he finally removes his fingers from my body and gives one last suck to my clit. Adam lifts his head, never once removing his eyes from mine, and sticks his fingers in his mouth, sucking off the wetness coating them.

"So. Fuckin'. Good," he groans, removing his fingers from his mouth and climbing up on the bed with me.

"I'm clean, Sweet Girl. I just got tested a few weeks ago and haven't been with anyone else since we started talkin' like I said before. I want to feel your hot, wet pussy wrapped around my cock with nothin' between us. If you want me to use a condom, I will. The choice is yours," he says, prepared to do anything I want.

"I just had my yearly exam and I always get tested even if I'm not with anyone sexually. I know I'm clean too. I'm also on birth control," I tell him, my voice still shaking from my orgasm and screaming out his name. "You don't have to use a condom."

Adam leans down and kisses me deep while lining his cock up with my pussy. He slides his length through my folds a few times, coating himself in the wetness from my release. After a minute of teasing us both, he slowly starts to slide his cock inside. Adam stretches me with every inch he pushes inside my body. I wrap my legs around his hips the best I can as he finally slides the rest of the way inside me. Both of us remain still for a minute as he breaks the kiss and looks down at me.

"You good, Sweet Girl?" he asks me, his voice a whisper.

"I'm good. So full," I respond, my voice matching his own.

When I start to move under him, Adam slides from me and pauses with just the tip left inside. He pushes back inside and repeats the process all over again. Adam starts out slow and steady, making me feel every inch of his length. It doesn't take long before he's increasing his pace and the strength of thrusts.

"This isn't gonna last as long as I'd like, Sweet Girl. I've been on the edge for days. Needin' you and only usin' my hand. You feel too fuckin' good for me to give you soft and sweet right now. Are you good with fast and hard?" he asks, his voice even rougher as he grits out the words he needs to say.

"Yes," I moan, not able to do more than that right now.

Adam doesn't hesitate to give me exactly what he said—fast and hard. The sound of our skin slapping together fills the room as he continues to move faster and harder every single time he slides back in my body. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and pull the hair tie from his hair, needing to run my fingers through the thick, soft strands. My body begins to tighten and shake as my release rapidly builds inside me. Adam doesn't break eye contact as his movements become erratic.

"Adam!" I scream out once again as my orgasm crashes through me and I fall over the edge, digging my nails into Adam's back in the process.

He thrusts three more times before he buries himself deep inside me, his body tight as he throws his head back.

"Dallas!" he groans, his voice breaking as his release flows through him.

Adam lets his body collapse on mine but off to the side so he's not crushing me under his weight. Our breathing is coming in harsh pants and I can feel his heart racing the same as mine while the sweat coating our body starts to cool as it begins to dry. Adam moves his body to the side and pulls his softening length from me. He pulls me into his arms as we continue to let our bodies return to normal.

"We're gonna take a shower, Sweet Girl. After we get somethin' to eat, we'll come back up here so I can explore your body all fuckin' night long. You've given me one taste and that will never be enough," Adam says, his voice washing over me as sleep begins to claim me.

Adam lifts me in his arms and takes me to the bathroom for a shower. He washes me from head to toe before I do the same for him. We dry one another off before getting dressed and heading downstairs. True to his word, Adam and I make dinner together and eat in the kitchen before we make our way back upstairs. He spends the rest of the night worshiping every inch of my body and letting me do the same to him in return. It's the best night of my life because of him and the way he makes me feel.