Forever Faith: A Biker Romance Page 17

  “Not that, Church Girl. Have you still not had enough?” He is laughing a little.

  “Liam. Stop.”

  “Ok, Baby. I just wanted to check on you. I will see you in a couple of hours.”

  “Ok. Umm. Bye, I guess.”

  “Wait.”

  “Yes?”

  “Tell me.”

  “I love you, Liam.”

  “Bye, Church Girl.”

  Oh God. How can a simple silly phone call make me so happy. I catch Maria smiling and going back to her work. She heard the entire conversation, I guess. I go to start cleaning my old room and the mess Liam left there and I am ashamed to see it is perfect. Maria! I wonder what she thinks. I wish I would have come in here and cleaned it last night. So embarrassed.

  I do some easy jobs around the house and hear Liam pull in. The low, throbbing rumble of the bike has an immediate effect on me. Maybe I am a biker chick after all. I hear Liam start his pickup truck and decide he isn’t coming inside, when he does just that.

  “Come on. Come with me.” He says reaching his hand out for mine and he kisses my mouth and then my temple. We walk to the truck, but he halts me when I go to the passenger side. I look at him in question.

  “Driving lesson number one.”

  I almost scream in delight. “Really Liam? You are going to teach me to drive?” I am behind the wheel with no hesitation and Liam chuckles at my enthusiasm.

  “You can’t be an independent woman without a driver’s license and a set of wheels.”

  “Oh, Liam. I love you. Thank you. It will be a while before I can get my own set of wheels, but at least now, I will know how to drive!” And I lean across the seat to kiss and hug him.

  With both of us smiling like idiots, we drive. It isn’t too bad. I catch on fast. Nothing comical or crazy like driving lessons on TV or in a movie. I am pretty good. I had to get used to the brakes so I didn’t slam them so hard and rock us forward in our seats, but that was my only flaw. We drive all over the countryside.

  Liam has me do all kinds of things and shows patience I never dreamed he had. I reverse, U turn, park, turn tight corners, I do every trick in the book that he can think of. He says it’s been many, many years since he got his first license, but he has me turn off the car and start from scratch. Seatbelt, check mirrors first, start the car, back out, everything he remembered. I am a complete pro. He is surprised and proud of me. I learn all the gadgets and buttons as we sit parked by a field of crops in the middle of nowhere. This has been the best afternoon together. I feel powerful. I kiss his cheek quickly to thank him for all of this, for like, the tenth time, and he grabs a hold of me and turns the kiss into more. Before I know it, I am naked and sitting on his lap, facing him. Liam is a big guy for all of this. We could never do this with him in the driver’s seat. After setting me completely on fire, he finally frees himself and slides me down on top of him. I am completely impaled.

  “Liam.”

  “I got you, Baby. Just move. Up and down. You fuck me this time Baby. I can’t move. I can’t stretch my legs out. You fuck me. Take what you need.”

  “Oh God, Liam.”

  He palms my breasts and pinches my nipples roughly. I am moaning in the pleasure of it. He sucks and bites and licks every inch he can reach. Then he presses me back on top as far as I can go without coming out of me. Running both of his big hands from my shoulders, over my breasts, down my flat stretched tummy, to my very core, he has the half-closed sexy eyes he gets when he is in the zone. He opens my lips there and watches me going up and down. He loves looking at the very connection during sex. Watching this is his thing. He thrusts up a few times and begins to rub his finger around and around my clit.

  “I’m coming Liam. I’m going to come.” I try to raise up so I can reach his mouth for a kiss and he presses me back until I can go no farther.“Liam! Help me. I need to come. Please.”

  The rubbing turns to a pinch and a twist on my clit at the same time he says, “Then come for me.”

  And I explode. I come with a scream that probably hurts his ears.

  “Yes Baby that’s it. Good girl. Now give me more.”He thrusts up again to get me pumping up and down. It is isn’t long before we both come and I fall against his chest. We sit in that position for so long, I realize the sun is low and it is evening. Liam stayed in me softly this entire time. I move to get up, and Liam places one last deep kiss on my mouth.

  We both stand up outside of the truck and straighten our clothes.

  “Do you feel ok to drive home?” Liam asks.

  “Yes. I want to drive.”

  He smiles indulgently at me and bows his head as we both get in and set off for home.

  I hurry through my shower and still end up making Gypsy wait for me to finish getting ready for school.

  Liam stands against the kitchen counter, drinking a beer when I seek him out to say goodbye. He holds me for a goodbye kiss in front of Gypsy and we leave smiling. Gypsy’s smiling over the PDA and I’m smiling that Liam is doing PDA. Out of character for him.

  School is really orientation and syllabus only. We get down to it next week. My first legit college course.

  Gypsy asks if I want to go for a soda or eat something after and I tell her I want to get straight home to Liam. She shares a little bit of her story with the new guy and that they have been spending the night with each other. She didn’t take my advice at all about waiting. I tell her what Liam said that Jury told him, but promise her I gave nothing away. She doesn’t ask for my opinion or advice and I don’t give it.

  She stays in the car when we get to the house, and we hug it out before I run inside.

  Liam is asleep on the sofa when I get in. The TV is playing very quietly and he has one leg hanging off the sofa. He is in jeans only. No shirt. No boots. My mouth waters at his body. He doesn’t go to a gym that I know of, but he is in great shape. I don’t want to leave him on the sofa, so as I wash and get ready for bed, I keep hoping he will wake up but no sign that he does. Returning to the living room, I turn TV off and he jumps up.

  “Hey, Baby Girl.”

  “Let’s go to bed.” I say. It’s only just now eleven but there has not been a lot of rest for Liam, and tomorrow is the long trip to Sturgis.

  The trip was long and fun. It was crazy fun. Liam and I had no conflicts at all. It has been a really happy time. I have discovered that The Horsemen are pretty mild compared to a lot of the other bikers. There were all kinds of people from all over the world. I know Liam kind of sheltered me from a lot of the bad stuff that went on. I heard a lot of stories, though. One night, Liam was in a boxing ring fighting some guy.

  I should have been upset about the brutality of the sport, I know, but Liam stripped naked to his waist, his body glistening with sweat, and the white tape turning bloody on his hands as he pounded his fists into his opponent was a sight to behold. I became entranced watching the muscles in his big arms flex as he punched. By time he was finished, I was so turned on, I was crawling out of my skin. Liam must have felt the same way, because he grabbed my arm and we went against a brick wall behind a building.

  I was not sure if anyone could see us or catch us and I didn’t care. I will never forget the sight of those hands wrapped in that dirty, bloody white tape touching me everywhere and grabbing my breasts while Liam drove into me. He was even more desperate than I was. He had a cut lip and a gash under one eye, even though he was the winner of all of his matches. I kissed and even licked at all of his injuries. We both seemed to get off on the violence or something. I don’t want to look into that too deeply.

  My butt is numb from so many hours on the bike. I was ready to leave after the five days there, but dreaded the long hours on the bike again. I pity poor, pregnant Megan. It must be even harder for her. I make sure to find her and talk to her when we make a lunch pit stop. There are around twenty of us on like, twelve bikes all riding in a group. The club has two separate groups traveling together. Liam says it is better this way, for
safety, and I don’t question him.

  When I spot Megan she has a huge smile. We hug and I ask what she is so happy about. My butt aches. Surely hers does, too. She laughs at me and says, “Kyle and I are taking off. We leave the rest of you guys here.”

  “Is that safe? I mean, why are you not riding with us?”

  “Because we are going in the other direction from you. We are going to Vegas to get married!”

  We squeal like the girls we are. Holding hands and jumping up and down.

  “Oh my God, Megan, I am so happy for you!”

  I feel Liam’s hand on my shoulder from behind me.

  “So, she told you, huh?” he says.

  “Duh! Yes she told me! Oh my God, this is so awesome!”

  Kyle joins Megan and he is just as happy but has to be Mr. cool biker dude about it. I look up at Liam and lose my breath a little at the look in his eyes. Is this what I think, or am I imagining it all? He takes my hand and I begin to tremble. Literally.

  “Do you want to ride with them? We could be their best man and bridesmaid instead of strangers doing it for them.”

  He kind of nods his head to the side, like come on; let’s go.

  “Umm…” I start, but before I can speak, Megan jumps in.

  “Oh please, yes, Faith. Please. I want you there with me. Please.”

  “Of course, if Liam says it’s ok, we are there.”

  “Let me talk to the guys. Go eat something while we are here,” Liam says and walks away with Kyle.

  Megan and I eat lunch and she talks the entire time about Kyle asking her to marry him in Sturgis. She was totally surprised and even more so when he said he wanted to go to Vegas and do it now. I am so happy for them. They are young. Especially Megan, but I am used to life in the Family and everyone is married very young. While Megan goes on and on, I keep thinking back to how Liam looked down at me.

  I felt so strongly that he was going to ask me to get married at the same time. A few weeks ago, it was a dream come true and all I really wanted. I have doubts now. Not about how I feel. I have a lot of fear over the club business and more. Happily, the entire week at Sturgis, there was no Stacy and no twins.

  Liam got a lot of stares and flirting, but he was mine around the clock.

  The guys join us and order their own food. Liam is playful with me in the booth while waiting for his food.

  It surprises me he lets Kyle see him like this. He has his hands on my sides threatening to tickle. We just talk silly banter back and forth quietly in between short, pecking kisses. He is so lighthearted and fun. I am going to Vegas! This is my life now.

  We are in a surprisingly nice hotel in Vegas. It is a casino, actually. Liam says it’s not one of the top-of-the-line places, but I have never seen such a nice place. We are sharing the room with Kyle and Megan. I feel better when I see it is a big suite. Three bedrooms and three bathrooms, plus a large living area. Are these guys totally rich? As soon as Kyle and Megan leave the room to handle some business, Liam takes hold of my waist. He is serious now, and I can’t tell if it is his intense sex serious or something else.

  “Tell me.”

  “I love you, Liam.”

  “I just decided looking at you outside that diner that I want to marry you. I never felt this way in my life.”

  “Liam…”

  “Don’t worry. Not now. Not here. I just know I want that.”

  “Ok. I think I want that too. I just want time. I want school and all that first. As long as we can stay together and live together, I can wait for marriage.”

  “My thoughts exactly. Now how about you let me fuck you until you scream while we have the place to ourselves?”

  “Yes, please.”

  Later, Megan and I shop for the wedding and when we get back to the suite, Kyle and Liam hit the casinos. I am not interested in that, and neither is Megan. I’m not sure if she is just saying that to stay and keep me company or if she is for real. We have a little girls’ night before she gets married in the morning. We call Gypsy on speaker and it’s like she is with us. It takes her a while to stop screaming and dying over the fact that our Meg is getting married. She warns me she will kill me if Liam and I do the same. I promise to return home unwed. We give it up around midnight and go to our separate rooms. Liam has called me twice while they have been out. Megan yelled into our phone conversation that Kyle had better be gambling and not at some strip club. Liam just laughed it off. Kyle did not call Megan one time. In bed, around two am, my cell rings quietly. I was sleeping so lightly, I got it on the second ring.

  “Liam.”

  “Hey, Baby. You mad?”

  “Of course not. For what? What should I be mad about?”

  “I stuck you in a hotel room and left you there alone.”

  “Oh, Liam.” I chuckle. “They are going to revoke your tough biker card if you keep being so sweet to me.”

  He laughs as well. “Kyle is making this a real bachelor’s party I guess. He shows no sign of slowing down.”

  “Oh Ok. Are you alright?”

  “Yeah. I just want to go to bed and get some sleep. I told you, I’m getting old.”

  “Pfft. We stayed up every night this past week in Sturgis.”

  “Yeah. Why do you think I’m so tired?”

  “Well, stay safe and have lots of fun for Kyle.”

  There is a lot of noise and music in the background of his call. I hear a loud whoop go up and Liam apologizes to me.

  “I better hang up Baby. See you soon.”

  I can’t force my eyes to open when I feel Liam’s hands roaming my body. I hum a little and he growls in return before pushing his face into my neck and shoulder and kisses me. He inhales deeply. I reach up and hold him to me. It is full daylight. I am not sure if he has slept at all yet. I feel his hard erection against my thigh as he eases himself on top of me. Our eyes meet.

  “Hello, Church Girl. Did you miss me?”

  I boldly take hold of him and say, “I missed this.”

  “You are a bad Church Girl.” And he makes love to me wildly. I love his aggressive hunger like this. He can’t stop. He can’t get enough. This is my favorite.

  Later, as we lay on our backs staring up at the ceiling, I ask how long till the wedding.

  “Four hours. I need you to take that pussy away from me so I can sleep for like, three and half of those.”

  I gasp at that. “What!?”

  “I fucking smell it. It is making my mouth water and if you don’t leave I won’t sleep. I will do my best to devour you and fuck you till we are both sore.”

  “Ok. I will wake you at ten or ten thirty,” I say and lean in to kiss him and he kind of whimpers. I guess I am not insulted by his words. I guess it’s good. I have some power. I guess?

  I go out and eat the breakfast Megan ordered for us all. No sign of Kyle either. I pour my coffee and go to sit by Megan when I look at her for the first time. She has been crying. Oh no.

  “Megan, what’s wrong?”

  “Nothing. Kyle. Everything.”

  “I’m sorry. Do you want to tell me?”

  “Look, Kyle is like all the guys in the club. He loves me and I am his old lady now, but he is still going to fuck anything with tits. It’s just how it is. I know bikers.”

  My mind is racing, He had sex last night? Did Liam? Is the wedding off? More doubts about my future with him. More red flags.

  “So, is Kyle here?”

  “Yes. Liam carried him in an hour ago. Drunk and telling me he was in love with this girl he met named Candy with the sweetest mouth in the world.”

  “Oh God Megan. What?”

  “He got a blow job from some stripper or hooker and probably more!”

  “You don’t know that. He was drunk. Maybe…”

  “It’s ok. Really, I get it. He has other women. He always has.”

  “Stop Megan! That’s not right! He can’t do that to you!”

  “Faith, I got this. You need to understand this life. It
’s really ok.”

  “Then why were you crying?”

  “I’m jealous. Of that whore. I am jealous. Of you! I am jealous of you.”

  “Me? I didn’t…”

  “No. Kyle was saying Liam was pussy whipped last night. He said he avoided the strippers and played slot machines the whole time. He said Liam refused to get his dick wet over some young, fresh pussy. He is in love with you!”

  “Megan…” I am speechless. I am happy for me, but I want to help her feel better.“What can I do?”