Cotton: Satan's Fury MC (15 page)

Doc spotted me, came over to me, and laughed as he said, “Wondering when you were gonna come out of the cave.”

“Ah… missing me, Doc?” I laughed.

“Yeah, like a corn on my big toe,” he pestered. When he saw Dallas pull through the main gate, he smiled and said, “Oh… I guess you should know, the guys planned a welcome back dinner for you tonight, so the girls are all coming to help out.”

“Looking forward to it.”

It was Saturday, so Dallas brought Dusty along with her. He was staring out the window, and when he spotted us, he immediately started waving. As soon as she parked the car, he hopped out and ran over to me. With a big grin on his face, he said, “Hey Cot-en. You feeling bedder?”

“Yeah, Dusty. I’m feeling much better. It’s good to see you, little man.”

He smiled and said, “Did you know I get to ride wit’ Mav’rick on his bike?”

“He told me you were going to ride with him. I think that’s pretty cool,” I chuckled.

He looked down at my cane then asked, “You gonna get to ride wit’ us?”

“Not this time. But I’ll be there, front and center, to see you off,” I assured him.

“Okay. I’ll ride wit’ you next time,” he told me, then turned and ran over to Maverick. As usual, he slammed into him, giving him one of his big hugs. We all laughed as Maverick tried his best not to fall backwards.

“Yo, Dusty. I’ve missed you, little brother,” Maverick laughed.

Still clinging to Maverick’s waist, Dusty said, “You’ve been gone too long, Mav’rick. That was longer than a couple of days. I asked Mom, and she said couple means two.”

“Sorry about that, buddy. Took a little longer than I thought,” Maverick explained.

Dusty finally released him, and after he gave him a quick smile, he shot off for the clubhouse and shouted, “I gotta find Wy-it.”

Once he’d gone inside, Doc walked over to me and said, “It’s good to have you back, Cotton. We’ve missed you around here.”

“It’s good to be back, brother.”

We all headed into the bar, and once everyone had started drinking and talking among themselves, Guardrail turned to me and said, “Hope you don’t mind, but the brothers and I did some work over at your place,” Guardrail told me.

“Yeah? What kind of work?”

“Maverick talked to your doctor and got a list of equipment you’d need for your rehab. We got what you’d need and set it up in your basement.”

“I appreciate that, brother. I wasn’t looking forward to going to a fucking gym,” I laughed. “But I’ll do whatever it takes to get on my bike again.”

He nodded and said, “It won’t be much longer. You’ve come a long way.”

I was about to take another drink of my beer when I noticed Cass standing at the end of the bar. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. Even though she was talking to Henley and Maverick, her focus was completely on me. Her hair was pulled back, revealing her gorgeous face, and I couldn’t wait a minute more to have her in my arms. I stood up and made my way over to her. I could see by the look on her face that all of her doubts were raging inside of her. I wanted nothing more than to ease all of her uncertainties, but I knew it’d take time. Thankfully, time was on my side. I’d do whatever it took to make her mine, no matter how long I had to wait.

Cotton. His name alone was enough to make my head spin, and to make matters worse, he was walking toward me, looking like sex on a stick. Damn it. I wasn’t ready. I needed more time. After our talk the day before, I wasn’t prepared to see that lustful look in his eyes, and my willpower was fading… fast. I’d missed him so much, and seeing him standing there with all his sex appeal and charm wasn’t helping matters one damn bit. I knew I needed to tell him to go to hell… tell him to turn around and leave me the hell alone. He’d hurt me, really hurt me, and I couldn’t just jump back into things with him without some kind of resolve. But damn, it was so stinking hard. He was just too damn irresistible. My mind was thinking one thing, while my body was thinking something else entirely. Just one look from him, and all of my girlie bits were going nuts, making me want to jump his bones and spend the entire night making up for lost time.

No.

I wasn’t going to give in… at least not yet.

“Cass,” he smiled knowingly. Damn that sexy smile. Why? Why did he have to be so damn tempting? It wasn’t fair, and deep down he knew it. He freaking knew what an effect he had on me, and it pissed me off.

“Cotton,” I answered, with no smile given in return. Check one for Cassidy.

“Hey, Cotton,” Henley smiled as she gave him a quick hug. “Glad you finally made it back home. We were all worried about you.”

“Thanks, Henley. It’s good to be back, and congratulations on the baby. You’ve made Maverick a very happy man,” he smiled.

“Thanks! I’m pretty happy about it myself. Just think… a little Maverick running around. It’s gonna be awesome.”

“I’m sure it will,” Cotton smiled. “Looking forward to it.”

Everything was fine until he turned his focus back to me. His eyes locked on mine, and I felt my knees begin to weaken as he declared, “We need to talk.”

I had every intention of telling him no. I did. The word was sitting right there on the tip of my tongue, but instead, I said, “Okay.”

“Alone,” he pushed. When I nodded, he took my hand and started leading me down the hall. With every step I took, I tried to muster up the hurt, all the anger I’d felt towards him since the day he’d sent me away. By the time we’d reached his room, I’d managed to work myself into quite a frenzy.

When the door closed behind us, I crossed my arms and said, “Just so you know… no one has ever hurt me the way you did.
No one
.”

“I know I hurt you, and I’m sorry, Cass,” he said softly. “You know you mean everything to me…”

I crossed my arms in defiance and said, “If I meant so much to you, why would you send me away like that? Why did you say all of those hateful things to me? And why would you let Sara, your ex-girlfriend, stay with you?”

He raked his hands through his hair, and with determination in his voice, he said, “I thought I was protecting you, Cass.”

I threw my hands in the air and shouted, “That’s such bullshit, Cotton! There was nothing to
protect
me from.”

He stepped closer to me, just inches away, and said, “Tell me this. What would you have done if I’d lost the use of my legs and couldn’t ever walk again?”

“I’d love you just the same. It wouldn’t matter to me you couldn’t walk as long as you were with me.”

“You’re twenty-seven years old, Cass. You’re going to tell me it wouldn’t matter I couldn’t have sex with you… or have kids with you? That I’d be bound to a fucking wheelchair and lose my presidency with the club? That wouldn’t have mattered to you?” he asked.

“No. It wouldn’t,” I said defensively. “I love you, Cotton. We’d figure it out. If we wanted to have kids, we could have adopted or tried in vitro. Whatever it took. And being President of the club isn’t who you are, it’s what you do. You are the only thing I care about.”

“You wanted to know why I did it. This is why I did it. I knew you’d sacrifice your life to be in mine. I couldn’t do that to you,” he explained.

“Well, it was an asshole move,” I snapped. “You don’t get to make decisions like that for me.”

He placed his hand on my hip and said, “I know I hurt you, and I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you.”

“I’m not sure if that will ever happen… but you can try,” I smiled. Maybe I was a fool for giving in so easily, but I didn’t care. I wanted him. I’d always wanted him, and I was done fighting it.

“I’ve missed you,” I whispered as my fingers drifted to his neck and tangled in his hair.

He leaned over me as he claimed my mouth, pressing his body into mine while his arm wrapped around my waist. Just being close to him again made me feel whole… safe and protected. I loved him, more than I ever thought possible, and I knew I was exactly where I was meant to be. A little moan escaped my lungs as the stubble of his beard brushed across my skin. His kisses trailed along my neck, sending chills throughout my body as he carefully led me over to the bed. Once he’d lowered himself to the bed, I rested both of my knees at his side, straddling him as we continued to kiss. I eagerly reached for the hem of his t-shirt, gently pulling it over his head before removing my own and tossing it to the floor.

He gently slipped my bra strap down my shoulder, and his kisses followed his touch as he pulled my breast free, gently caressing it in his hand. My head fell back as he began to nip and suck at the sensitive flesh, sending jolts of pleasure down my spine as he tormented my nipple with his mouth. The warmth of his breath caressed my skin when he whispered, “You’re mine, Cass. You’ve always been
mine
.”

Impatience overcame me, forcing me off of the bed to remove my jeans and panties. After I tossed them on the floor, I went back over to Cotton and gave his chest a light shove, signaling him to fall back on the bed. He smiled mischievously as he leaned back on the mattress. Once I unbuckled his belt, he lifted his hips just long enough for me to free him from his jeans. I’d barely gotten them off of him when he reached for me, pulling me back over on top of him. I rested my knees at his side like I’d done before, and a low growl vibrated through his chest as soon as his erection brushed against me. He looked up at me, and I could feel the heat of his gaze as his eyes roamed over my naked body. His hands snaked over my hips and up my chest as he reached for my breasts, squeezing them gently in the palm of his hands, while I rocked my hips back and forth, rubbing my clit against the head of his cock.

“Fuck,” he groaned as he dug his fingers into my flesh.

The anticipation of having him inside me was almost too much to bear, so I reached beneath me, taking his long, thick shaft in my hand. I slowly stroked him up and down before positioning him at my entrance. With one swift thrust, he slipped deep inside me, giving me every inch of his bulging cock. I stilled for a moment, trying to adjust to his invasion before I started to move my hips again, quickly finding the spot that drove me wild. I leaned over him, pressing my lips against his, and his hand instinctively reached for the back of my neck, grasping at the hair around the nape of my neck and holding me in place as he deepened the kiss. I moaned into his mouth as his hips began to buck forward, thrusting his cock deeper inside me as he explored my mouth with his tongue.

My breath caught when I heard him whisper, “I love you, Cass.”

I saw the emotion cross his face as he said the words I’d longed to hear, and I had no doubt he meant every word. I looked down at him, seeing nothing but pure love in his eyes, and said, “I love you too. With all of my heart and soul.”

He placed his hands on my hips as I slowly began to move, groaning at the jolts of pleasure that shot through me. Each shift forward sent me closer to the edge. I pushed against him, forcing him further inside me, and bit my bottom lip in sweet agony when I felt the trembles of my impending orgasm. His fingers dug into my hips as he guided me back and forth, over and over again, until I reached a demanding pace. I placed my hands on his chest, trying to steady myself as I tried to maintain the relentless rhythm he’d set. My body trembled with anticipation when I felt my climax building, burning through my veins. 

His breath quickened as I tightened around his cock, and I could see he was struggling to maintain his control. Panting and gasping for breath, I was ready to lose control as my muscles began to quiver. He put his hands under my ass, lifting me higher as he angled inside me, finding the spot he knew would send me over the edge.

“Yes!” I cried out and dug my nails into his chest. My eyes clamped shut as my orgasm surged through my body. A loud, torturous growl escaped him as my body shook with violent tremors. I was lost in my own intoxicating pleasure when he finally found his own release. His brows furrowed as he thrust forcefully into me one last time.

I lowered myself on top of him, resting my head on his chest as I listened to our erratic breathing slow into a steady rhythm. Goosebumps rose on my skin when his lips brushed across my shoulder and along the curve of my neck. When he reached my ear, he whispered, “
Mine.”