Nothin' But Trouble (16 page)

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Her
mother all but squealed after Lilly told her that she and Court were giving a
relationship a shot. Would it work out? Lilly sure as hell hoped so, and loved
him enough that she was willing to work out things if they got hairy. Was his
life an easy one, or one that she could be comfortable with? Honestly, she
didn’t know. Knowing about an
MC,
and seeing how they
lived from the outside was not the same thing as actually living within those
walls. And that was what she was doing now. Court probably lived one of the
grittiest lives she had ever been around, but he took care of what was his,
made sure that the people he cared about knew that, and she couldn’t have asked
for a better man to love.

“What
does Roan think?” Her mother was at the sink and dried the plate she had used
for lunch.

Lilly
was sitting at the kitchen table. She shrugged even though her mother’s back
was to her now. “We actually talked to him about this earlier, but things
between Court and me weren’t certain until recently.”

Her
mother turned and had a smile on her face. “I’m glad you’re happy, Lilly. Now
we just have to get your brother to settle down.” Diera walked over and sat
down in the seat across from her. “I want to make sure the two of you are at a
good place in your life.”

Lilly
knew what her mother was referring to without her having to say it. “I wish you
wouldn’t do that.”

“Do
what, sweetheart?” Her mom looked at the table as if she couldn’t meet Lilly’s
gaze.

“Think
about death, and then talk about it like you won’t be around for much longer.”

Her
mom lifted her head and reached across the table to take her hand in hers.
“Lilly, we all have only a limited amount of time on this planet. Some of us
are blessed to spend far longer with their loved ones than others. It is
heartbreaking, but a fact of
life,
and something we
have to embrace instead of rebel against.” Her mom rubbed her hand along hers.
“Death isn’t the end, honey, at least in my eyes it isn’t. It is just a new
beginning to something different.”

“I
know, but I don’t want to think about stuff like that.”

“I
know. I’ve come to accept what path my life is going down, but nothing is set
in stone. All I can do is live every day to the fullest, and let my loved ones
know what they mean to me.” She smiled at Lilly. “And I love you and your
brother very much. Without you two this journey would have been unbearable.”

Tears
started to well in Lilly’s eyes.

Her
mother shook her head. “No tears, Lilly. We enjoy each day,
be
grateful for the things that have blessed our lives, and just be happy.” Diera
sighed and smiled wider. “Now, you go see Court, tell him how much you love
him, and see if he wants to come over for a family dinner tonight.”

Lilly
smiled and nodded. “Okay, Mom.” Lilly stood, and she walked over and gave her
mom a hug. “I love you, too.” She didn’t want to think about death and her
mother not being around.

Diera
patted her on the back and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Go on, honey, and let
me know about dinner.”

Lilly
gave her mom one more hug and left the house. Once in her car she headed toward
The Grizzly clubhouse, and wondered if she should have called Court first. They
had spoken this morning, and she knew he was working on some bikes with a few
of the other members. Lilly wanted to see him, but she would use the fact her
mother wanted him over for dinner as the excuse as to why she stopped by. She
shook her head and chuckled at her thoughts.

Pulling
her car into the parking lot, she immediately saw Court standing around a
broken down motorcycle with a few other tough looking bear shifting bikers. The
damn man was shirtless, and the sweat that gleamed off his chest was hot enough
that she actually contemplated running her tongue all over him, grease and all.
She pulled her car into an empty spot and climbed out.

Court
turned toward her, and the grin that spread across his face had her heart
slamming hard in her chest. The tattoo that covered one pectoral muscle was The
Grizzly MC logo. The dark motorcycle that was over the blood red claw marks was
deadly as much as it was artistic. The top rocker read GRIZZLY, and the bottom
one said COLORADO.

He
moved toward her, and the guys that had been standing by him all hooted and
hollered. Court lifted his hand and flipped them all off, not breaking his
stride as he made his way toward her. “Hey, baby.” He had her in his arms as
soon as he reached her and lifted her easily off the ground. His claiming her
mouth with his own had Lilly moaning. The flavor that assaulted her was salty
and all male, and the scent of his clean sweat and grease filled her nose and
had her pussy becoming wet. He growled against her lips and pulled back
slightly. “I could take you right now and make that pussy even wetter, Lilly.”

She
smiled, tempted to tell him to stop with the threats and just do it. But that
wasn’t why she had come here, not really. “My mom wants you to come over for dinner
tonight.”

He
kissed her again. “Is that why you came here?”

She
shook her head, and now she was the one to take his mouth in a kiss, and to
sweep her tongue between his lips. They kissed for a few seconds, but she
didn’t care that the MC was watching. “No.” She felt him smile against her
mouth.

“Yeah,
I didn’t think that was the reason. Well, I was hoping my girl didn’t come out
here to ask me to go to dinner.”

She
chuckled and shook her head.

“You
know I’ll be there, but afterward you’re all mine.” He moved his mouth to her
ear and whispered, “And the things I want to do to you are so fucking filthy
you’ll need a shower afterward.”

God,
she was so looking forward to that.

Epilogue

Six months later

Lilly
helped Maggie, Darra, and Sonya clean up after the family meal they had had at
the clubhouse. There were children from other members running around, their
laughter having Lilly smile.

“I
swear I need to have this baby now.” Maggie sat in one of the barstools beside
where Lilly stood.

“You
look great.”

Maggie
looked over at Lilly and grimaced. “Thanks, but I look like a house.”

Lilly
just smiled and rubbed Maggie’s back. Although Maggie’s belly was rounded,
there was no doubt that the little boy inside of her would be just as large as
his father, Diesel.

“Well,
it’s time for me to get home and convince Diesel that he wants to rub my
swollen feet.” Maggie started laughing, and then was off the barstool and
wobbling over to The Grizzly MC VP. Wobbling was a pretty good description of
how she was walking, and all Lilly could do was smile at how cute she looked.

“You
ready, baby?” Court came up to her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

She
rested her head on his chest and listened to his heart beating. “Tonight was
nice.” Over the last six months she had really gotten to know the members of
The Grizzly MC, and their old ladies. They might be rough, brutal in a lot of
aspects, but they were also so very caring and loving when it concerned people
in their circle of protection.

“Yeah,
it really was. We need to have these family dinners more often. It’s good for
everyone.” He continued to hold her, and she just let herself enjoy the feeling
of being cherished.
“Your mom still having Sunday dinner
tomorrow?”

She
nodded. Her mom was still sick, but she was a strong and stubborn woman, and
wouldn’t let anything get her down, not even cancer. Lilly didn’t know how much
longer her mom would be with them, but she didn’t take one day for granted and
cherished every moment.

Court
pulled back and cupped her cheek. He leaned down and kissed her softly on the
lips. “Come on. I need to be inside of you. I’ve been watching you, and trying
to hide this fucking hard-on you gave me.”

“The
hard-on I gave you?” She smiled, but her heart started racing. She licked her
lips and nodded. “Let’s go home.” Even six months later she was insatiable when
it came to Court, and it seemed he was the same way concerning her.

He
led them out of the clubhouse after they said their goodbyes to everyone. Once
on the back of his Harley with their helmets on, they were headed on the road
and toward the home they shared. She was wet, ready, and needed him liked she
needed to breathe. It was a twenty minute ride to their home, and she swore
they were off that bike and inside in a matter of seconds. As soon as the front
door was shut behind them Court had his mouth on hers and his hands in her
hair. He kissed her like he hadn’t seen her in years, like he was desperate for
her touch, and she couldn’t help but moan against his mouth. He took a step back
from her, and she swallowed the lump that had suddenly formed in her throat.
Lilly didn’t move as Court went for his cut and removed it. She couldn’t tear
her eyes from him as he gripped the edge of his shirt and pulled it up and over
his head. Lilly took in the tanned, hard, and tatted up flesh that was
revealed. She’d never get sick of looking at the ridges of muscles that made up
his six-pack, his defined
pecs
, and his bulging
biceps.

God,
but was she turned on.

Court
stood there, his jeans now unbuttoned and hanging off his lean hips. “Lilly.
Strip for me.”

Hearing
him say those three words after her name had her pulse throbbing between her
thighs. It was as if his words alone elicited something deep inside of her,
drawing out her needs and wants and combining it all in one hard package that
represented Court.

“Baby,
I’m dying over here with the need to fuck you, but I want to go slow.”

His
dirty words excited her. Her hands shook as she lifted them and gripped the hem
of her shirt, slowly peeling it up and over her head. What she wanted was hard
and fast, but she liked this side of Court, too. And then her shirt was off and
the cool air brushed along her exposed nipples.
Why did you forego wearing a bra?

“Fucking
hell, Lilly.
You are playing dangerously by not wearing a bra for those big, mouthwatering
breasts.” A moment of silence passed between them.
“Now the
pants and panties, Lilly.”
The way he spoke had her lifting her eyes to
his. His voice hitched, and she could see his chest rising and falling a bit
faster as he looked at her breasts. As if his gaze alone could draw the tissue
taut, she felt her skin pull even tighter, felt the blood rush just below the
surface of her skin. Hands now on the button of her jeans, she slid it through
the buttonhole and drew the zipper down. She hooked her fingers under the edge
of her pants and panties and started to push them down her thighs. Even though
the chilled air hit every part of her, the very knowledge that he was staring
at her had her body hot.

When
she kicked the garments free she stood there, eyes locked on his, trying to
decipher what was going through his head. She let her gaze travel down the
length of his body again, stayed a little longer admiring the tight
V
of muscles that disappeared beneath his
jeans, and then swallowed hard when she saw his erection pressing against the
material. Her mouth watered, and her pussy clenched. She knew how big his cock
was and how stretched she would be once he shoved all those thick, hard inches
into her.

“Come
here.” Voice low and deep, Court crooked his finger at her.

She
swore he could hear her heart beating, could see it slamming against her
ribcage. That first step toward him was the hardest, and soon she found herself
right before him, her breath coming in short, hard pants. They both wanted this
fiercely, yet they were almost being cautious. His gaze seemed to be riveted to
her chest, but she saw him lower them until she knew exactly what he was
looking at. Just knowing that he was looking at her pussy had a shudder leaving
her. She felt soaked and squeezed her legs together.

“I’m
going to fuck you so thoroughly, baby.” He sounded out of breath.

She
looked down at his bulge once more, but Court lifted her head up with a finger
under her chin. There was this low rumble that left him, and she knew his bear
was close to the surface, as it always was when they had sex. It was like the
beast had to be with her, too. Their combined breathing was harsh, and she knew
that there would never be anyone she wanted more than she wanted Court.

“On
your knees.”
His hand landed on her shoulders, and he gently pushed her down. Lilly couldn’t
lie and say his demand didn’t make her even wetter. Court knew what he wanted,
and what he wanted was her. That thought alone was empowering.

The
cold, hard wood beneath her knees sent a flash of discomfort and pleasure up
her body. His erection was right in front of her face, straining against the
material, insistent on being free. Good God, she wanted his cock in her mouth,
wanted to taste the pre-cum at the tip that she would know would be covering
the bulbous head.