Chapter Two

Chapter Two

Savage

WE’RE ON OUR way back from a run and have to pass right through Phantom Bastard territory. Reaper called and made sure it was okay with them before we even left because this is the second time we’re riding through their town. He knows I have a relationship with the members of the club and refuses to do anything to put that in jeopardy. Plus, it’s what you’re supposed to do when riding through another club’s territory. Reaper might not be the nicest guy out there, but he always shows everyone respect until he”s proven the respect he shows isn’t deserved. Slim won’t ever make him feel like that, so Reaper makes sure to call him if we even get close to their territory for any kind of run or event.

My thoughts are on who else resides in Benton Falls. The one woman I can’t get out of my fucking head no matter what I do. I want her to live her life and not deal with my bullshit. Instead, I continue to fucking push her away and hurt her with the way I ignore her and let other girls hang all over me in front of her. It’s been easier since I’m no longer around the Wild Kings’ clubhouse on a daily basis. I don’t have to pretend to like having the girls drape themselves all over me when it’s the last thing I want to have happen.

We’re on the outskirts of town when my phone rings through the speaker I have in my helmet. Without bothering to look at the screen of my phone where it’s mounted on my bike, I answer the call.

“This is Savage,” I answer, not sure who I’m expecting to be on the other side since Reaper is in my sights and there’s nothing going on with my sister that I know of.

“Savage, it’s Tank,” the man I respect and don’t want to hear from says, causing me to sit up straighter in my seat for some reason. “Need you to be real fuckin’ honest with me right now, Jameson.”

Oh shit! Tank brought out the legal name and not my road name. Whatever is going on is serious as fuck and I know I’m not going to like whatever it is based on the dread filling my stomach.

“I’ve never once lied to you, Tank. I’m not about to fuckin’ start now,” I tell him, anger filling my voice at the insinuation that I’d ever lie to him for any reason.

“Let’s keep it that way. Did you fuckin’ put a cop or anyone else on Zoey. Tellin’ him to follow her around and shit?” Tank questions me as I try to figure out what the fuck he’s talking about.

“No. Why the fuck would I do that shit when she’s here with her family?” I return, confusion filling me as a million thoughts swirl through my mind about why Tank is asking me this shit.

“Just makin’ sure. Got a call from Playboy last night. My girl got pulled over in a secluded area by some fuckin’ cop. He refused to tell her why he pulled her over, was starin’ at her chest, and he’s followed her multiple times without pullin’ her over because Kingston has been ridin’ with her. I can’t get down there to see her for myself and there’s only so much the guys there can do,” Tank informs me, his voice hard and deadly as he relays more of what happened with the cop.

Rage fills me with the thought of anyone harassing Zoey. She’s the sweetest, purest, most innocent girl I’ve ever met and doesn’t deserve anyone trying some fucked up shit with her. Zoey’s the one girl I’ve never let myself have because I don’t feel as if I’m the man for her. She deserves the white picket fence, a dog, house full of love, and all the kids she could ever want. My life is filled with chaos and more danger than we ever experienced growing up with our dads in the Wild Kings. Hell, even with her family in the Phantom Bastards, we were never touched by the danger they lived with on a regular basis. So, I don’t want to bring her into the shit we deal with regularly.

“Do you want me to stop in and see her? To make sure she’s okay and nothin’ else is goin’ on that she didn’t tell Playboy?” I question Tank knowing I’m already going to stop in regardless of what Tank says right now. “I’m passin’ through town and am about five minutes from her place right now.”

“Jameson, don’t fuck with my girl. She fuckin’ loves you and has for longer than I care to think about. You’re the only guy she’s ever shown any interest in and if you fuck her over, I’ll gut you where you fuckin’ stand. Do you fuckin’ hear me?” Tank questions me, his voice full of promise as I realize I’m never going to live down how I’ve treated Zoey when it comes to Tank, the triplets, and all the other men in her life who watched her grow up and were like her uncles and cousins.

“I’m not gonna fuck with her, Tank. Whether you believe it or not, I do care for Zoey. More than I fuckin’ should. You have no clue what the fuck I feel for her or what lengths I’ll go to protect her,” I tell Tank honestly as the phone call turns silent.

“Go see my girl. Make sure she’s okay and wasn’t puttin’ on a front for her uncle and Kingston. Too bad Kingston won’t man the fuck up and claim my girl. She’d have a good life with him,” Tank muses, his voice telling me exactly what game he’s fucking playing right now by throwing that shit out there on the phone with me.

“Don’t fuckin’ go there, Tank. I want your fuckin’ daughter more than I want to breathe or wake up in the mornin’. That’s never been the fuckin’ problem and you know it. The problem is Zoey deserves everythin’ I can’t fuckin’ give her,” I state, my voice hard and cold as I motion to Reaper that I’m pulling off and will meet them back at the clubhouse.

“You have no clue what my girl wants because you’ve never talked to her about that shit. You keep pushin’ her away and don’t let her think for herself. That’s your fuckin’ problem, Jameson. Zoey is stronger than you fuckin’ know and can handle anythin’ life throws her way. For some reason, she wants your ass and that’s not gonna change if it hasn’t after all these years. Even around the new people at college she still wants you,” Tank says before hanging up on me.

I shake my head with the knowledge he’s just given me as I make my way to Zoey’s apartment. Yes, I know where she lives and pass by every single time I come through town. She doesn’t know I do this and no one else outside of the club members I’m riding with know I make this little side trip every fucking time.

Pulling into the parking lot, I spot Zoey’s bike and make my way to park next to it. Knowing she rides her own bike makes my cock hard because I think it’s sexy as hell. I’ve seen her riding before and she handles her bike expertly. I guess it’s no surprise considering she’s been riding something for as long as I can remember. Zoey started out on dirt bikes with her brothers and then moved up from there. The day she bought her own bike, Zoey was filled with an excitement she doesn’t typically show anyone. There’s only one other day when she was more excited and that’s the day she got her bike back after having it wrapped and a few other adjustments made to it for her. Her entire face lit up as she took in all the details of her bike and the weight of the world and everything else she carries around daily melted away from her. That’s a look I want to put on her face daily, but I don’t think that’s what will happen if she’s with me. It’s the reason I haven’t let myself be with her despite me saying it’s for every other reason known to man.

Shutting my bike off, I remove the key and put it in my pocket before grabbing my phone from the mount and heading inside the apartment building. The outer door is locked which makes me happy and I’m sure as fuck not gonna let Zoey know it’s me at her door right now. So, I press the number for one of the other tenants of the building and wait for them to answer the call. It doesn’t take very long.

“Can I help you?” a woman’s voice comes through the speaker.

“Yes, please. I’m tryin’ to surprise my girl and don’t want to let her know I’m here by buzzin’ into her apartment. Can you please open the door for me so I can see her? I’m just comin’ through town unexpectedly,” I ask the voice and hope with everything in me that she opens the door because most girls would think that’s some kind of romantic bullshit or something.

“How do I know you’re telling the truth?” she questions me, doubt and concern filling her voice.

I give her Zoey’s details without hesitation. “Would I know all of that about some random girl I’m tryin’ to stalk or somethin’?”

“Don’t make me regret this shit,” she says, the loud buzzing coming from the door as I pull it open after thanking the woman who let me in.

I quickly make my way to Zoey’s apartment. Staying out of the way of her peep hole, I knock on the door loudly but not enough to startle her or make her fear who’s at her door. It doesn’t take me long to hear her moving around inside as she asks who it is.

“Who’s there? I’m not in the mood for any games,” her voice sounds through the door and washes over me. It’s been so long since I’ve heard the melodic sound of her voice.

“Open the door, kitten. It’s me,” I tell her, stepping in front of the peep hole so she can see it’s me and no one else.

“Go away, Savage. I’ve got nothing to say to you and there’s no reason for you to be here. You’re really good at ignoring me any other time so today is no different,” Zoey says, her voice filling with pain that I’ve caused her by pushing her away.

“Kitten, please let me in. I’ve been a fuckin’ ass when it comes to you and that’s a fact. I’m here to see you. Don’t make me stand out here all night,” I tell her, not sure if she’ll actually open the door for me or not at this point.

After a few minutes, I listen as the multiple locks on the door get unlocked before Zoey is standing in front of me. Her long golden blonde hair is pulled up in one of those messy bun things. There’s no make-up on her face as usual either. Zoey’s bright eyes take me in from head to toe as I stand in front of her. In a matter of seconds, they show the desire filling her. I’m sure my own eyes are mirroring what she’s feeling. There’s never been a question of if I want Zoey. I’ve wanted her since I learned what it means to have a dick but knew she was too young for the thoughts running through my mind over the years when it comes to her.

Zoey has curves in all the right places. Her tits are more than a handful and almost spill from the tight tank top she’s wearing in the comfort and safety of her apartment. Zoey isn’t skin and bones like most girls who throw themselves at me. She’s got a body I can fuck hard and not worry about breaking her. My eyes travel down past her tits and stomach to her core. Zoey’s long legs are on full display since the shorts she’s currently wearing are barely long enough to cover her pussy and ass. She’s got long, toned legs as I let my gaze land on her toes which are painted a deep, dark red. The nail polish covering her toe nails matches my bike perfectly and my cock is instantly hard at this hidden part of Zoey no one else but me would notice.

“What are you doing here, Savage?” Zoey finally asks as I bring my eyes back up to her face.

Zoey licks her bottom lip before pulling it between her teeth. I can’t stop myself as I step through her door and kick it closed behind me. I’ve been avoiding this shit with Zoey for fucking years and today that ends. I’m done denying the both of us what we truly fucking want because I feel as if she deserves better than the life I can give her. Even if it’s just tonight, I’m getting Zoey in bed and her body wrapped around mine.

My hands dig into Zoey’s hips as I pull her flush against the front of my body. A shocked gasp escapes her mouth as she places her hands on my chest and spreads her fingers out across my chest. Her nails dig through the material of my tee-shirt and I know if I didn’t have it on, my skin would be marked by Zoey. Lowering my head slowly, I keep my eyes locked on Zoey as she stares up at me with wide eyes. Just before my lips reach hers, Zoey’s eyes slide closed and I know she’s not going to stop me from kissing her. She wants this as much as I do. Finally, I press my lips against the only woman I’ve ever kissed in my life. I’m not lying. I’ve done everything else with the women I’ve taken to my bed, but I’ve never once kissed them on the lips. It’s too fucking intimate if you ask me. Zoey’s my first fucking kiss and I’m trying to act as if I know what the fuck I’m doing.

I slide my tongue along her full, soft bottom lip. Zoey doesn’t hesitate to open her mouth for me. Sliding my tongue inside her mouth, I find hers and tangle our tongues together. Zoey reciprocates as she kisses me back. My hands slide up to her neck, dragging along her curves and the sides of her full tits. I can’t explain the feelings rushing through my body as we kiss and I hold her bare neck in my hands. For the first time in my life, I have those butterflies I’ve heard all the girls talking about filling my stomach and flitting around. What the fuck is going on with me?

Without breaking the kiss, I move my hands from Zoey’s neck. I want to pin her against the fucking wall to fuck her hard and fast. That’s not what I’m going to do though. Zoey’s a virgin and I refuse to fuck her against the wall right now. That will come at a later time when she’s gotten used to having sex with me and I know I won’t hurt her. Instead, I lift her in my arms and wrap her legs around my waist as I finally break the kiss. We’re both breathing hard as I rest my forehead against hers. Zoey wraps her arms around my neck and digs her fingers into the short strands of hair at the nape of my neck. She massages my muscles there and I can’t stop the groan from escaping my mouth from her touch.

“Where’s your room, kitten?” I ask her, waiting for Zoey’s claws to come out.

It’s not often that people see Zoey let herself lose control. However, when she does, she reminds me of a feisty fucking kitten. She’s so tiny with the attitude and anger of her dad. It doesn’t matter if Tank isn’t her biological dad or not. Zoey is a daddy’s girl and was constantly at his side growing up. Now, when she’s pissed, you know it and she still reminds me of a kitten ready to rip the world to shreds with her claws.

Without a word, Zoey points over her shoulder to the open door that shows the end of her bed. It’s unmade and the blankets are thrown around as if she were tossing and turning. I don’t let my mind wander to any other possibilities about what would make her blankets look the way they currently do. As far as I know, my girl is a virgin and that’s exactly what I’m going to think until I take it as mine.

Walking into the room, I don’t pay attention to any of her decorations or anything else as I drop her on the end of the bed and watch her bounce. Zoey’s tank top does nothing to hide the bouncing of her full tits as they almost spill completely out of the top.

“Tell me to stop, Zoey. If you do, I’ll turn around and walk out that door right now,” I tell her, knowing I’ll do whatever she wants.

“I don’t want you to stop, Jameson. I’ve dreamed of this since I learned what sex was and even if it’s only for tonight, I want you. There’s no one else I’d give my virginity to but you,” she says, a blush covering her chest, neck, and face as my entire body trembles with anticipation.

“At any point you want me to stop, you fuckin’ tell me, kitten,” I tell her, running my hands up her legs and feeling the smooth skin under my rough hands.

Reaching the top of her shorts, I pull them down her legs, shocked to see she’s not wearing any panties. Her pussy has the slightest bit of hair in one of those landing strip things as I soak in the sight of her bare before me. Now it’s my turn to lick my lips as the need to taste and devour her fills me. Before I can grab the hem of her tank top, Zoey arches her back and pulls it off before tossing it to the floor at the side of her bed. My girl is full of fucking surprises. Not only does she have tattoos covering her silky smooth skin, but her nipples are also pierced. She’s got silver barbells through them. When my eyes travel lower again, I spot a piercing in her belly button as well. Fuck!

The tattoos I can see start at her right hip and disappear up around to her back. Her entire right side is covered in vines with flowers going up and disappearing. They weave and sneak around her body and flow with the curves she has. There isn’t a single speck of color in the tattoo as I look to find other spots of ink. On her left arm, from her shoulder to her elbow is also covered. How the fuck have I never noticed this shit before? Even when I walked in the door I didn’t notice her ink. I can’t tell what her arm has with the way she’s laying as my eyes take in every inch of her body to see what the fuck else I’ve missed. Eventually, I’ll learn every inch of her body. That’s not going to happen tonight, but it will be a start.

Sliding my cut off my shoulders, I catch it before it falls to the floor and turn to lay it on the top of Zoey’s dresser. Reaching behind my head, I grab onto the top of my tee and pull it over my head before letting it fall from my hand to the floor. I undo my belt before the button and then slide the zipper down my jeans. I’m not wearing underwear today as usual. Zoey”s eyes immediately zone in on my lower region as she takes in what she can already see of my hard cock. With a smirk on my face, I use one foot to remove my first boot before repeating the process with the second one. I rarely tie my boots, preferring to shove the laces inside so I can get them on and off quickly if it’s required. At least when I’m on a run when we never know what will happen.

With my boots off, I let my jeans fall to the floor before stepping out of them and bending over to remove my socks. For the first time, I’m completely naked with a girl. That’s another thing I’ve never done. It’s enough to open my jeans and push them down far enough to fuck or get a blowjob. I don’t need to get completely naked with any female as long as they’re naked and I can get to whatever body part I want. I kneel on the bed between Zoey’s feet and slowly slide my body up between her legs. She spreads them open farther for me as I stop with my face hovering above her pussy. I can already see how wet she is and smell her arousal. My mouth waters with the overwhelming need to taste her. Dipping my head, I keep my eyes locked on Zoey’s while sliding my tongue through her wet folds. Zoey arches her back off the bed and her hands immediately find my hair as she digs her fingers through the strands and holds me tight. There’s a jolt of pain that shoots straight to my cock as her fingers pull my hair while she writhes on the bed under me.

Zoey’s moans and gasps of breath keep me moving forward as I suck her clit into my mouth and slide one of my hands up to slowly slide a finger in her pussy. She’s so fucking tight. I move my finger in and out slowly so I don’t hurt her while sucking and gently nipping her clit. Zoey is going crazy under me. Her legs are starting to shake and her chest is heaving with her quick pants of breath. I add a second finger in her pussy to start stretching her out for my cock. Curling my fingers up, I find that magical spot inside her body and rub while sucking hard on her clit. Zoey explodes. Her pussy clenches around my fingers, trying to suck them deeper in her body.

“Jameson!” she screams out, her voice breaking at the end of my name.

I don’t let up as I continue to suck her clit while slowly removing my fingers from her pussy. Zoey falls limp against her bed as I move up her body and let her watch me suck her release from my fingers. Another small moan escapes her as I reach between our bodies to line the tip of my dick up with her pussy.

“I’ll stop right now if you tell me to,” I give her one last chance to back out of this before starting to slide inside.

“No, Jameson. And don’t go slow. It’s going to hurt no matter what you do. I don’t want to draw the pain out longer than necessary,” she tells me as I stare into her beautiful eyes. They’re so blue they mesmerize me and make me feel as if she can see directly into my soul.

With a nod of my head, I lean down and press a soft kiss against Zoey’s lips. Before she can open her mouth, I move my lips from hers and pepper kisses against her cheek and jaw before moving down her neck. I suck and nip her sensitive skin as Zoey drapes her arms over my shoulders and I feel her nails dig into the skin there. I don’t stop moving until I’m at her full tits. Sucking a nipple into my mouth, I use my teeth to pull on the barbell through her nipple.

“Fuck!” she moans out, her voice a gasp as I pull my hips slightly back before moving them forward.

I don’t stop until I’m buried completely in her tight, wet pussy. Zoey’s body is completely still and tense under mine as I continue to suck her nipple and use my teeth to pull the piercing. Lifting my other hand, I kneed her other tit as her body finally starts to relax. Her arms become looser around me and her back sinks into the mattress beneath her.

“Move, Jameson. Please move,” she begs, her legs wrapping around my waist once more as her heels dig into the top of my ass.

I slide from her pussy, looking between our bodies after releasing her nipple from my mouth. The evidence of her virginity coats my dick as I slide almost completely out of her body. Pausing for just a second, I slide back in slightly faster than when I left her body. It doesn’t take me long to set a pace that won’t make me find my release too quick with how tight she is and the way her pussy is clenching on my length. Zoey starts matching my movements as she lifts her hips from the bed. She’s letting her body guide her movements and following what feels good to her.

“Open your eyes, kitten,” I growl out when they slide closed.

There won’t be a doubt in Zoey’s mind about who’s fucking her right now. Her eyes snap open and stare directly at me once again. She lifts her head enough to press open mouth kisses on my chest before sucking my nipple into her mouth and biting down. It sends a jolt through my entire body. Zoey’s nails digging into my skin add to the sensations filling me. For the first time in my life, I don’t simply want to find my release and hope that the girl I’m with gets off too. I mean, I always make sure they finish but I want Zoey to feel completely sated and boneless by the time I’m done with her. This needs to be good for my girl because I plan on worshiping her body as often as I come through town and she’ll open the door for me.

Zoey starts to add a little swivel to her hips and it drives me fucking wild. My pace increases and my thrusts become harder as I move in and out of her body. She hangs on for dear life while continuing to press kisses and nip at the skin of my chest and neck. I throw my head back to give her easier access to the location she wants.

All too soon, I feel that familiar tingling in my spine as it moves toward my balls. This is going to be over way too fucking soon. Reaching between our bodies, I find Zoey’s clit and pinch it between my thumb and finger. Her back arches off the bed as she presses her chest tight to mine.

“Jameson!” she moans, her voice surrounding me as she digs her nails deeper into my back. I’ll definitely be feeling that shit for days. Especially when her hands drift lower and she scratches the fuck out of me. Like I said, a fucking kitten with claws.

Continuing to fuck Zoey, my moves become erratic as I chase my release while prolonging hers. My hand moves to grip her hip and I hold tight to the point she’ll have bruises in the shapes of my fingers. I want to fucking mark her as mine just like she’s done to me. My back burns where she scratched me. It only takes me a few more thrusts before my body goes still as I bury myself as deep as possible in Zoey’s body.

“Zoey!” I groan out, my head falling forward as I stare at the girl I’ve waited years to taste and touch.

Her eyelids are drooping and I know it’s just a matter of time before she crashes and falls asleep. I slowly pull out of her body once my release is done and I climb over her body. Zoey watches me through the slits of her eyes as I reach forward and pull her body up in my arms. I carry her to the bathroom attached to her bedroom and take her to the toilet before setting her down. Giving her some semblance of privacy, I start the water in the shower. She needs to get cleaned up after having sex for the first time and I’m going to give her another of my firsts. Even if she doesn’t realize that this isn’t something I do. I fuck and kick the girl out of my bed and room. Or leave wherever we’ve fucked around without a backward glance.

Zoey takes care of business before making her way over to the shower. She steps inside with my help as I make my way to the toilet to take care of my business before joining her in the shower. I slowly and carefully wash her hair before rinsing it out and then putting in the conditioner. Without rinsing that out, I grab her loofah and squirt a generous portion of her body wash onto the thing. Once I have it full of suds, I start to wash her body. Zoey watches me without once attempting to cover her body. She lets me run my hands over her skin and stare at her without flinching. By the time I’m done washing her, my cock is hard once again. Zoey ignores it as she takes the loofah from me once I’ve rinsed the conditioner and soap from her. She returns the favor and washes my hair and then body. Her hands move with sure strokes as she takes her time exploring my body. It’s honestly the sexiest thing I’ve ever had done to me.

By the time we’re out of the shower again, I’m ready to pin Zoey against the wall and fuck her senseless. That’s not going to happen because she’s going to be sore and I’m not going to make it worse. So, I dry her off before drying myself off. She leads me back into the bedroom and I help her into her bed before sliding in next to her and pulling the covers up over our bodies. Pulling Zoey into my arms, I hold her close as she lays her head on my chest and lets sleep claim her.

I don’t know how long I lay in the dark with Zoey in my arms. After a while, I carefully maneuver myself out from under her body and slide out of bed without waking her up. Leaning over her body, I press a kiss to the corner of her mouth before whispering that I love her. Without looking back, I grab my clothes, boots, and cut before exiting her room and closing the door behind me. It’s taking everything in me not to head right back to bed with her and stay here instead of heading to the clubhouse where I belong. It’s too bad I don’t see the tear sliding down Zoey’s face or her eyes open when I close the door of her bedroom behind me. Once again I’m hurting her and I don’t even realize it this time.