Page 14 of Emergence: Prequel
Pressing my lips together tightly, I nodded because he was right; Rosie wouldn’t have asked, and honestly, I was glad to have him home. I hated that I’d made him choose the farthest college away from his father because I could see what was going to happen if they stayed in the same town.
“Okay,” I agreed, “but next time, Roman, speak to me first. If we’re going to do this, then I need communication. I don’t mean about Church or anything like that, but if it’s about the kids or us, then I need to know.”
“That’s fair, baby, I’ll try and do better. You’ll have to be patient or kick me in the ass because I’ve never been in a relationship before, so I’m bound to fuck up sometimes. Now, how about you go and greet your son so we can get to breakfast?” Kissing my cheek, he gently pushed me towards Kyle, who held out his arm for me. Walking towards him, I wondered when the hell my little boy had grown into a man who towered over me.
Rosie calmed down about the time Cash and Lizzie walked in the door with their son, RJ, meaning breakfast was loud and chaotic. When Roman’s dad, Red, then Tinman and Maggie walked in, we’d had to get some camp chairs from the garage. While I didn’t like the reason we were all together, I was grateful for all the extra support.
MAESTRO
This here was what I’d been missing, I realised, even if I’d not known it. The chaos, the noise, the laughing and teasing. It didn’t matter that the reason we were all here wasn’t a good one; the fact that we’d pulled together meant everything. At least Stacey wasn’t too pissed with me. I’d wondered if she would be, but I’d taken my chances. I’d have to do better at communicating with her. I was so used to being on my own and making decisions every day for the good of the club that it hadn’t crossed my mind to tell her that I’d spoken to Kyle, because I’d instinctively known that Rosie needed her brother and that he’d have wanted to be told what had happened.
With breakfast nearly done, I looked over at Kyle, “Do you want to come with us? We’re heading over to Ford’s.”
“Why are you going to Ford?” Rosie asked worriedly. “He didn’t do anything wrong.”
“I know, sweetheart, but I want to check on him, make sure he’s okay and to give him my thanks, that’s all.”
“Promise?”
“I promise, that’s all. Besides, Kyle’s already vouched for him,” I reassured her.
“Just so you all know, we’re on soft lockdown for a little while, just until this all blows over. That means you stay on clubhouse property.”
“What about the diner?” Stacey questioned. “I’m supposed to be on shift today.”
“I have a prospect covering you,” I grinned, knowing they hated having to cover the diner.
Stacey snorted with laughter, “Poor guy. What did he do to piss you off?”
Cash and Tinman chuckled but didn’t say anything. I wouldn’t tell her the prospect was being punished because he’d happened to say something about Stacey’s ass, not knowing I was in hearing distance.
“Showed disrespect.” With those words, I stood up from the table. “Give me ten minutes to get dressed and we can leave. Kyle, your bike should be at the clubhouse if you want to ride. And go see Buck; he has something for you, but only if you want it. We’ll discuss the ramifications of you wearing it later.”
“Yes, Pres,” Kyle replied, standing up and starting to clear the table.
“Leave it,” Rosie said, taking the plates from him. “I’ll clean up; you go and check your bike over. Although I can promise it’s fine, I’ve been looking after it for you. I did a service last month.”
My eyebrows rose at that news. Not saying anything, I continued down the hallway to my bedroom as Kyle replied, “Thanks, little sister. Appreciate it.”
Stripping off my joggers, I started the shower, making quick work of washing up, conscious of the time. Switching it off, I stepped out to find Stacey waiting for me, leaning up against the sink, heated eyes roamed over my chest as I swiped it with the towel. Biting her lip, her eyes drifted down my chest to my cock that was now hard and standing to attention. Not that thatwas unusual; my cock always seemed to be hard whenever I was anywhere near her.
“You like what you’re seeing, baby?” I growled out as I gave one last swipe of the towel across me before throwing it towards the laundry basket, whether it landed in it or not, I didn’t care.
Not with the hungry way Stacey was eyeing me up.
“Ah, uh, stay there,” she held up her hand, stopping me from moving forward.
Taking my cock in her hand, she ran a finger over the head, swiping through the pre-cum leaking from it. Bringing her fingers to her lips, she sucked on her finger as she looked at me through lowered lids before sinking to her knees in front of me.
All thoughts of having to be somewhere left my head as her mouth closed around the head of my cock. Growling softly as she ran her tongue around the head with quick flicks before sucking me deep. Deep enough that I hit the back of her throat.
“Fuuuck, baby,” I groaned out, my fingers threading through her hair as I gently held her head and rocked my hips. Looking down, I watched as my cock disappeared into her lush mouth, lips bright pink and swollen around me, cheeks flushed. Lowering her eyes, she gripped the back of my thighs as she took me deeper with every thrust of my hips.
So, fucking beautiful on her knees for me, allowing me to fuck her mouth the way she was. I was fast approaching the point of no return with what she was doing to me.
“Jesus, baby, I’m going to come,” I warned her just as she took my balls in her hand and gently tugged on them before laving her tongue down my length, then back up to take my cock deep. Deeper than I’d been before, and swallowed, her throat tightening around my cock.
“Holy fuck,” I bellowed out as I came so hard my knees went weak, and I had to catch myself on the vanity before I went down. Gasping for breath, I blinked at the black spots that were dancing across my vision; once they were clear, I looked down to find Stacey smiling smugly up at me.‘What the fuck was that?’I wondered.