Without another word, he nods and lifts his head to Tyres who I didn’t even notice had joined our group. “Deal with this bitch for me and have Shock take over bartending for the night. Tiny’s off,” he states right before releasing his hold on me.
I’m about to tell him that I was fine working when I find myself being thrown over Chains shoulder.
Chapter Fifteen
Chains
Mother fuckin’ bitch thinks she can come into my clubhouse and disrespect my ol’ lady, all because I quit givin’ her my dick.
Fuck.
I’d seen the doubts start to seep into my woman’s gaze from the camera in my office. Fuse, Tyres and I had been going over some shit that he had seen on the video feed at the Delancy’s when something on the screen next to the one we were looking at caught my attention.
I’d turned the volume to the monitor up to hear what was going on in the main room of the clubhouse, I turned my focus solely on what’s going on with Tiny and those around her. It’s not easy with the music being so loud but I made do.
She had been hurt by Noémie’s words and probably with the way I’ve been acting recently.
Over the past month, I’ve been distracted with getting everything organized to take out the Delancy’s. I’d called Noémie when she’d texted me from the strip club she works at and overheard Delano talking to Parker. After telling the bitch to wait at the bar, in the French Quarter the club owns, until Tyres and Brake got there, I’d hung up.
Where, Noémie, thought I told her to come to the clubhouse is beyond me. Sure, Breaker and I use to double team her together, but I sure as fuck don’t think she’s a good enough lay for me to look the other way when it comes to my ol’ lady.
That shit doesn’t fly with me. Not everyone is the same and it ain’t my business but when it comes to my relationship, I’m not about to throw it away or have Tiny look the other way. It’s not how my dad raised me. Hell, it ain’t how Ryder brought me up after my dad died.
It’s time to show my Bitsy she means everything to me. I’d been waiting until I took out those fuckers to give her the cut, I’d ordered it weeks ago. It’d finally come in but until this mess was over with, I needed to make sure she was protected.
As of now, I don’t give a rat’s ass if Deanna sees it on my woman anymore or not. Tiny deserves to know what she means to me and not be hidden away in fear.
Bending forward, I throw Tiny onto the bed and climb over her until I have her caged between my arms.
“Seems we have a few things to get straight, baby,” I growl as I meet her gaze.
“I highly doubt that. Seems to me things are quite clear to me,” she whispers, quietly.
“Wanna expand on how things are so clear?” I demand.
“You may have said what you did out there as a saving face moment, but I know you don’t really want me. Not really. I mean, how could you? Compared to Noémie and the other women who surround you, I’m nothing. I barely have tits or an ass. She’s right I look like a little girl.” Lifting a hand, I wipe the tears that fall from the corners of her eyes.
“Bitsy, didn’t I tell you that I love you?” I ask, softly.
“Yes, but you could have changed your mind,” she murmurs.
“That’s not going to happen. Besides my sister, I’ve never told another woman I loved her. Not even Deanna.” I say, honestly.
“Deanna?” she asks, her brow furrows in confusion.
“I’ll explain things about her in a minute, baby. What you need to understand now, is that you are it for me. No one else is going to be able to do what you have.” Leaning forward, I brush my lips against hers.
“What’s that?”
“You own my fuckin’ heart, baby, that’s what you do.”
“Then why have you been so distant from me. I mean besides here in this room. You’ve barely paid any attention to me.” I knew I’d hurt her by ignoring her, but I was trying to get everything in order to take the Delancy’s out, sooner rather than later.
“Sloane, I know you’ve been around clubs and know that there are things I won’t discuss with you. This is one of them. I will say this though, I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings by ignoring you. I’ve been working on taking care of a problem the clubs been dealing with for years and . . .”
“I don’t need to know the details unless you want to tell me. But you also need to know, I don’t need you to protect me from every little thing. I get the club has problems, I’ve heard bits and pieces to know it’s some serious stuff. But I’m not weak and can help. Yes, am I terrified of going to town alone or being too close to people? Yes, I’m petrified to do either, however when you're around the feelings aren’t so terrible. Knowing that I can come to you helps with my anxiety. So please just stop keeping me at arm’s length out there. I can handle myself because I trust in you that if I begin to fall you will be there to make sure I’m not hurt.”
“Fuck, Bitsy,” I say before capturing her mouth thrusting my tongue into hers as I move my hands between us and unbutton her jeans. After that little speech, I need to be balls deep inside of her more now than ever.
Without breaking our kiss, I slip Tiny’s pants and underwear down in one swoop. Next, I unfasten and pull my jeans down just enough to release my dick from its confines. I quickly slide a finger through her slit to make sure she’s ready for me. Finding what I want, I thrust all the way to the hilt making my woman scream my name.
Throwing Tiny’s leg’s over my shoulders to get the angle I want; I deepen my thrust as I fuck my woman with a ruthless speed. I take out all of my pent-up stress, that I’d been holding in, out on her body. I may have been fuckin’ Tiny since we started but nothing like this.
Thrusting into Tiny’s pussy, I break the kiss, panting for breath. Meeting her gaze, I thrust even harder into her.
Sweat begins to build on my forehead as my orgasm starts to build. At the same time, Tiny’s nails sink into my back as her pussy begins to tighten around my dick.
“Fuck, Sloane. Come on my dick,” I order knowing what being told what to do will do to her.
Screaming my name, she clamps down on my dick pulling my orgasm from me all at the same time. I roar her name as I spurt every last drop of my come into her.
“Darren,” she murmurs, breathlessly and fuck if my dick doesn’t twitch ready for another round.
“I fuckin’ love you, Sloane. Don’t you ever doubt that,” I rasp before pulling out of her. Groaning I sit back on my still jean clad legs and stare down between us.
Fuck me, we didn’t use a condom. “Ugh, baby, I never asked and it’s pretty shitty to be asking now after being inside you but are you on birth control?” I’m betting I already know the answer to that question, however, I need confirmation on it.
“Umm, I was on the shot for a while. But I haven’t had one since being here and I was due for one right after I moved here,” she says, drawing her bottom lip between her teeth.
“Damn, baby, don’t do that. I’ll end up fuckin’ you all over again. You don’t know what nibbling on your lip does to me.” I groan as I stand up. “We have two options, Bitsy. Either go get a Plan B pill or we wait to see if you get pregnant. If we go get the pill, I won’t be pissed. Just means you're not ready and we’ll use condoms until we can get you on birth control. Now if you want to wait and see then I don’t want to use condoms anymore. Feeling your pussy bare felt too damn good to give up.”