It’s about time you got a stepmom. – Nan
Shaking her head, Taz pulled on the tank top that he handed her. “I can’t believe that you thought that you were too old for me. I’m not sure I can keep up with you.”
Cupping one breast, Riffraff pulled her to him with his other hand on her ass, he smiled at her. “I can’t believe that you thought I wanted something other than this.” He kissed her lightly. “You’re all I need.”
“I love you.” Taz said as she stretched up on her bare feet to kiss him.
The door flung open and Trevor followed Knuckles inside. Riffraff looked up from her just before Trevor scooped her up and tossed her onto his shoulder. As he walked back out of the room, she lifted her head to see her equally surprised husband looking at her as she was carried away.
“You have guests waiting.” Knuckles explained with a lit
Sixteen months later Prenup? Why? I came into this marriage with nothing and my wife has all of it. – RiffraffSunday afternoon, the group arrived back at the clubhouse. They were all tired after a late night, early morning and a long flight. Priscilla tossed her overnight bag into the back of the 57 Chevy Bellaire that her sister now drove as they approached the front door. Her bike was parked off to the side and saw her dad’s parked nearby. The other one that she looked for was parked next to Brute. The fact that Leo was here made her smile.As they came into the building, the whole place erupted in cheers. There were several calls for them to see the belt. Taz was a little overwhelmed by the response. The bottom floor was full of brothers from all the local chapters. Angel came over and hugged her tightly. She had moved back home over summer; Mel was waiting for her paperwork to come through for her to begin the immigration process, Celt’s law firm was handling the legal proceedi
It’s okay, little girl. Your men are still together. – DanielThe thought was, if you were pregnant in the morning, you would be pregnant in the afternoon. With that in mind, Evie stopped at the drugstore on her way home from school. The assortment of tests all promised accurate results. But the one that simply read PREGNANT or NOT PREGNANT seemed to be the best option. They had been trying for several months and she did not want there to be any question. After peeing on the stick, she sat it aside and went to change. Taking off her work clothes, she pulled on a pair of pajama pants and a NAVY PT t-shirt. If she couldn’t have her men, she would at least have their shirt.Then she set up her desk for grading papers. When she was certain that her desk was situated just right, and the allotted amount of time had passed, she went back to the bathroom. PREGNANT She did a little happy dance in the bathroom then she went and started to grade the tests from today. At six thirty, her alarm
Scruffles. I like that one. Can I take him home? – EvieEvie lay in the empty bed looking at the alarm clock, waiting for it to go off. After nearly three years of waking up in an empty bed, she should be used to it. She hated it. Finally, the alarm began to beep and she reached out and turned it off.She tried to keep up with her regular routine that Daniel and Cade had established for her. It had changed slightly after she moved. Stretching at the bottom of the outdoor stairs to her apartment, she put her earbuds in and ran towards the small gym. Once there, she went through her regular workout and then jogged back home. After a quick shower, she dressed in the walk-in closet. Her make up, as usual, was light and natural. Slipping on her black wedges, she looked in the full-length mirror and inspected herself. She stood at five foot four and a half. That half was important when it was what made you taller than one of your other sisters. But with her wedges, she was now an impressiv
I always had a teacher fantasy. – CadeHomeroom. Who still had homeroom? No matter, Evie did not have to have a lesson plan. She just had to keep 35 teenagers from killing each other for just over an hour. Maybe a lesson plan would be needed, she thought with a wry smile to herself. The bell rang and she stood up from her desk. Most of the students quieted down and it made it easier for her hear the conversation at the back of the room. “What’s it like growing up in a house with a pervert for a dad?” the cheerleader was asking the black-haired girl. “Are you just as fucked up in the head as your perverted father?”Evie leaned against the front of her desk and watched the back corner. She saw some of the kids looking at her to do something. She held up a single well manicured finger and continued to give the group her attention.“Megan.” One of the other cheerleaders hissed. “The teacher.”“What about her?” the first girl said with a flip of her hair. “She can’t do anything. It’s jus
I like being a nice guy. But I prefer to be a nice guy in the afternoon. – InkInk eyed his phone that just chimed with a message. Who was messaging him so early? Glancing at the clock, he realized that it was already a little after twelve. Might as well get up, he thought. Grabbing the phone and saw that it was a group message from Little Marc to several other brothers and himself. Opening it, he saw a picture of a teenage girl who was way to skinny. Michelle Martin.They had dealt with her father before. He was more likely to drink his paycheck than feed his three children. Michelle was the oldest and typically did what she could to feed her younger brothers. Anything. One of the club brothers had pulled her off the street corner a few weeks ago. Desperate for money to feed them, she had offered her body.Riffraff gave her a couple of hundred-dollar bills and his phone number. She was to call him if she needed more. Or anything else. Little Marc had told them that he knew her, Ink
She’s hot as hell and hearing her say pussy gave me a fucking woody. – AthosIt was the last class that Evie had for the day. The next was her conference period and then school was out. She always loved the first day of school, almost as much as the last day. But she was grateful when they were both over. The bell chimed and she looked up from her laptop. Little Marc sat in the back, flanked on both sides with two other man child students. Granted it had only been about twelve years since she was in high school, but she was certain that the boys were not like that back then. These three exuded sex appeal. “Mr. Humphrey, I have to ask, are the boots a fashion statement or because you ride?”“I have a chopper that I built.” He answered. “You?”She shook her head. “Not any more.”The man child with milk chocolate skin a full beard and a shaved head smiled at her. “I’ll take you for a ride.” “Might want to tell your texter more than one.” Little Marc said with a wink.“Yes, and I will
Unfortunately, I’m speaking from experience when I tell you that you will get past this. – LawFirst week was complete and Saturday afternoon rolled around. All five sisters were on the phone and watching Sons of Anarchy. Katie was in Germany, Jasmin in Japan, Cassie was in California and Tammie was back in Austin. But every week, they found a time that they could all get together and watch their show. Soon they would have to find another show since they were on the last season.When it was over, they talked for a while longer. Jasmin had to go report for duty and Katie went back to bed. They all had other things to do. Except Evie. She didn’t have anything to do. It was in these moments, in the silence, that made it hard.She went to her closet and pulled out one of the BDU jackets. Looking at the rank, she knew it was Daniel’s. Slipping her arms in the sleeves she grabbed the other one that had belonged to Cade. She curled up on the couch, wearing one jacket and holding the other.
I’m related to all three of them. Either by name or leather. – PrissMid October had rolled around and Evie found herself sitting in the bar at the Devil’s Saint’s compound. She sat at a small table with Ink, he had a beer and she had a water. The authority that he exuded had her longing for it. Fighting with herself as she focused on her questions. After making a note, she looked up to see her sexy man children. They all wore cuts, marked as Prospect. “Mr. Humphrey. Mr. Lowery. Mr. Morgan. Or as I described you to my brother, Athos, Porthos and Aramis.”Ink leaned back in his chair and studied at the three teens as he took a drink. “Athos, Porthos, Aramis.” He said pointing to Humphrey, Morgan and then Lowery.“Athos the protector. Porthos the clown. Aramis the scholar.” She confirmed. Ink made a motion to someone who walked over. The man wore a cut that declared him to be president and his name was Toad. “I think that we have their road names. Athos, Porthos and Aramis.” The man