Blind Devotion (5 page)

“Right, we’re at my bike. I’ve got a helmet for you to
wear. I’m going to place it over your head. I’ll be gentle, okay?”

“Yes.”

Standing perfectly still, she waited for him to place
the helmet over her head. He secured the buckle underneath her chin.

“There, it’s pretty solid.” He took hold of her hand.
“Keep your hand on my shoulder. You’ve got to trust me, and you’ll get on my
bike without a hitch, okay?”

“Okay.” Gripping his shoulder, she couldn’t help but
notice how thick his shoulders were. The guy was huge. He moved forward, and
she went on her toes to keep hold of him.

“Now, cock your leg over. When you feel your cunt on
the seat, settle in,” he said.

“What?”

Had she heard him correctly? Heat went straight
between her thighs at his words. No, surely she’d been imagining things. There
was no way he would say stuff like that.

“You heard me. Don’t expect nice words from me. I call
it like I see it. I can promise you, you’ll be safe with me. I’m not interested
in hurting women.”

Unlike Kenneth,
her stepfather.
Did he know about Kenneth or even suspect the other
man of being a total bastard?

Flinging her leg over the side of the bike, she
settled into the seat, feeling happy to have achieved something without looking
stupid.

“Hold onto me tightly.”

Wrapping her arms around his waist, she held on as
tightly as she could. “Is this okay?” she asked.

“Yeah, baby. It’s all fine to me.”

The engine purred to life. Resting her face against
his back, excitement filled every part of her core. Smiling, she let out a
squeal as he pulled away from where he was parked. She kept her eyes closed,
holding on tightly to Pussy as he drove the bike. Sasha didn’t have a clue who
he was or even if she could trust him, but she did.

He hadn’t hurt her yet.

He’s not going to hurt you.

She didn’t get the vibe from him that she did from
Kenneth. If he wanted to hurt her, he could have already. Instead, he’d made
her feel more independent and kissed her in the few times they’d been together.
She was losing her mind when it came to this man. Keeping her arms around him,
she was aware of how hard and muscular he was.

Sasha didn’t have a clue where they were going, and
she didn’t care.

Time passed, and for the first time since her
blindness, Sasha felt free, happy.

The sun beat down on them. Kenneth would lose his mind
when he found her gone.

This is your chance to go.

Pushing all thoughts aside she simply basked in the
time of not being controlled by a man she despised.

The bike soon came to a stop, and she was overcome by
the most amazing smells.

“Now, this is a steakhouse,” Pussy said. His voice
vibrated his body. She loved the sound of his voice. Her own pussy grew warm at
the feel of him between her thighs.

She was a virgin, and there hadn’t been any way for
her to change that status in her life. Fear suddenly gripped her at the thought
of what Kenneth would do. She hadn’t pushed him to attack her again, but she’d
been too dependent on him to push him away. At night she heard him with her
mother and knew he still desired her. Did he want her out of the way so her
mother was no longer dealing with her? Ever since her blindness, her mother
spent more time with her, not enough time for it to matter to Sasha, but Kenneth
always sounded angry whenever he found her mother in her room.

“Are you ready for some food?” he asked.

“I think you should take me back.” She still kept her
hands around his waist, not wanting to let him go.

“Why?”

“Kenneth, my stepdad, he’s not going to like me being
elsewhere.” She shivered at the thought of his anger. Her mother didn’t deserve
this.
 

What about me? Do I deserve this?

Her life was at the mercy of the man who’d caused her
blindness. She was trapped in a vicious cycle that Kenneth had created.

“Has he hurt you?” Pussy asked.

Biting her lip, she felt him move and loosened her
hold on him.

“It’s nothing.”

Pussy helped her off the bike and removed the helmet
she wore. His touch was sweet as he tilted her head back. “Don’t lie to me.”

She wished she could see his face. “What do you look
like?” she asked.

Her cheeks heated at the questions. She tried to push
out of his touch. He wouldn’t release her.

“I swear to you, Sasha, I’m not going to hurt you.”

Sasha had no reason to believe him, and yet she did.

“Yes, he’s hurt me.” The moment she released the words
a great weight had been lifted off her shoulders. Collapsing against him, she
started to cry, real large tears. His large arms banded around her.

“It’s okay. I’ve got you, Sasha. I won’t let that
fucker hurt you again.”

There was nothing he could do, but knowing that he
cared meant a lot to her.

Closing her eyes, she let him hold her. What would it
matter if he held her close? His hand ran down her back, resting at the base.

“How old are you?” he asked.

“I’m twenty.”

“What are you still doing with the fucker who hurt
you?” The anger in his voice made her tense.

“I don’t have a choice. I can’t live on my own.”

“Your blindness shouldn’t hold you back.” He rubbed
her cheek.

“I haven’t always been blind.”

“What? How the fuck is that possible?”

She dropped her head down. This was a mistake. She
shouldn’t have come.

“Fuck. You know what? Let’s go and eat, and you can
tell me your story. We’re not leaving here until I get it.”

****

Frederick Gonzalez stared at Kenneth Carmichael. The
fucker was all about the money. He didn’t care about Piston County or the life
of his family; all he wanted was money. Devil didn’t have a clue that Frederick
had more than one person working for him. Kenneth gave him what he needed, an
inside look into the running of the town. He’d been able to put one of his men
on the town council who made decisions. In one of the old warehouses, he’d
bought the property for half the cost and was now using it as a coke making
plant.

Gonzalez was all about the business and the money. Small
towns were the best place to start his organization. Cops were bought as they
all needed the extra cash because there was no work. Fort Wills were falling in
line, and he’d placed his men in the force. Whenever Tiny didn’t do as he was
told, his men would go into the clubhouse and make them hurt. The last raid
that Frederick ordered to happen had taken their kids off them. The Skulls were
all about the family, and it was because of that family that Frederick got his
own way.

“One of the apartment blocks is the perfect place for
you to set up girls. Pay the cops off and they can get the money you need for
the girls,” Kenneth said.

“When all this is over, what are you going to do?”
Frederick asked, curious about the man he was doing business with.

Mingling with his staff and being part of the running
of the business was why he was so successful. His own father had gotten lazy
with the running of the business and things had started to slide. Nothing was
going to slide while Frederick remained a threat.

“My wife, Penny, has a daughter. She’s blind and a
pain in the ass, but nothing can happen to her. When I’m ready to leave, the
daughter is going to meet with a fucking accident. She’s been a thorn in my
side for too fucking long. I want her out of the way, but I don’t want my wife to
know. She still fucking loves her. When it’s all over I’ll make sure she gets
off the bottle and pills and stays completely dependent on me. She’ll do to
amuse me for a nice long retirement. With Sasha out of the picture, her mother
will depend on me for comfort, and I intend to be there when she needs me,”
Kenneth said, counting the notes as he stacked them in his briefcase.

Kenneth hadn’t come from money, and he wasn’t even
part of the elite in Piston County. He was a criminal who’d learned how to
defraud people, and that business had grown to being the messenger for Gonzalez.

Frederick was happy to help a man with a business
mind.

“So your wife doesn’t have a clue about any of your
plans to relocate after her daughter’s death?”

“She doesn’t know. Sasha’s the kind of girl everyone
likes. The only way to get rid of her is to make it look like an accident. I
don’t want anyone pointing the finger at me. In time, Penny will see we don’t
need kids to be happy. She’ll see how perfect we are together. I’ll keep her in
her place.” Kenneth rubbed his hands together.

Tapping his leg, Frederick wondered what his next move
should be with Chaos Bleeds. The two MC clubs were like his new toys. He told
them to jump, and they had no choice but to say how high. Frederick wondered
how much he could push before they all started to crack.

Chapter Three

Finding a booth in the back, Pussy kept hold of
Sasha’s hand to make sure she didn’t trip or fall. He needed to stem his anger,
as otherwise he was going to lose it. From the first moment he saw Kenneth, he’d
hated the bastard, and now, knowing he’d hurt Sasha, he wanted to hurt him. No
man should scare a woman, especially his stepdaughter.

Seating her inside the booth, he slid opposite her.
She kept her palms down on the table, and he noticed she bit her lip. Her eyes
were wide as she glanced around. The noise in the steakhouse was small, but she
looked nervous.

Reaching out, he placed his palm over her hand.
“There’s no need to be nervous. I’m here, and I won’t leave you, not even to
take a piss.”

The waitress walked to the table.

“Hello, can I take your order?” The waitress popped
gum. Her stomach was swollen, and she was clearly pregnant as she rubbed her
stomach affectionately.

“I’ll have a strong, black coffee. What do you want,
babe?” he asked.

“Can I have a soda?” Sasha’s voice was small.

“Sure thing.
I’ll be back after you’ve had time to peruse the menu.” The woman wrote
their orders down then left.

“Do you want me to read the menu to you?” he offered,
gripping the menu in one hand as he held her other hand.

“You’d do that for me?”

“How else would you know what to eat if I didn’t?” he
asked, frowning.

“Kenneth doesn’t give me chance to order my own food.
I eat what he orders.”

Gritting his teeth, Pussy gazed down at the menu. His
fist was about to get an appointment in Kenneth’s fucking face. The more he
heard about the uptight bastard, the more he hated him.

“I’m sorry. I really shouldn’t be telling you this.”

“Who should you
be
telling
instead of me?” he asked, staring at her face. Fuck, she was so beautiful. Her
skin was pale, and her dark brown hair shone as the sun glided over the
strands. The thick length looked silky. He wanted to wrap the length around his
wrist and tug on it. Would she gasp or cry out? His cock hardened at the
thought of her on her knees taking his cock. He’d pull on her hair as he rammed
inside her, going as deep as he could.

“I don’t have anyone to tell anything to.”

“What happened to your friends? You can’t tell me you
weren’t liked?”

“After the accident that caused this,” she touched her
face, “I was pulled out of school. I’ve been taught at home. The school didn’t
have any way of supporting a blind person. I’ve been taught by tutors.”

Pussy frowned. Her stepfather was pulling her away
from everyone she knew.

“What about your mother?” he asked.

Sasha laughed. The sound was harsh and brittle. “A
couple of years ago I’d have said she was amazing. Now, she finds love at the
bottom of the bottle and some pills. She’s not the best person to talk to right
now, and she loves Kenneth.” She leaned her chin on her palm. Her gaze was on
his chest. He didn’t know what to say to her.

She was a nicely rounded woman, curvy in all the right
places. From what he saw, he knew she had a nice, large set of tits that would
fill his hands. Her hips were large, and she had a rounded stomach.

“Where’s your father?”

He wanted to know everything about her.

“He died in action, in Afghanistan. Mom met Kenneth a
year or so afterward, and then they married not long after that.” She traced a
pattern on the table with her other hand. “Why do you want to know about my
family?”

“You’ve not got much family, but I wanted to see what
was happening in your life.”

Pussy paused as the waitress handed them their drinks.
“We’ve not looked over the menu yet.”

“No problem, honey, take your time. Hold your hand up
or holler when you want serving.” The waitress didn’t stick around. Keeping his
gaze on Sasha, Pussy wondered what she was thinking.