Chapter 153:
*Sixty some odd men and more drama than a pack of teenage girls. – Priscilla*
Three days later, the abusive husband was arrested by the police department. The family was moved in the middle of the night but the guards remained as a decoy. The husband broke into the house and when the cops arrived, he shot at them before attacking one with a knife.
The departments new K9 charged the man clamping down on his arm before he could reach the rookie officer. Once the dog was called off, the man was arrested and now sat in the city jail.
A few weeks later, three prospects were voted into the club. The same night one of their pregnant girlfriends moved in. Later that week, the new members and girlfriend graduated.
Nessie made a feast for them and they each got a cake. Including Megan who had been kicked out of her parents house on her eighteenth birthday.
Nessie and Evie were planning a baby shower for the girl towards the end of June. She planned to keep the baby and Nessie knew that Aramis had asked for a full-time job with the club. He considered giving up his scholarship but Werewolf threatened to fire him if he did. Megan kept trying to help out around the clubhouse. If Nessie wasn’t ordering her off her feet, then the brothers were.
Less than a week after graduation, Taz and Riffraff had a huge fight. So big that after Taz fell apart in Nessie’s office, Knuckles took her to Molly’s compound. It was late that night when Knuckles knocked on Nessie’s door.
She opened the door and let him in. As the door closed behind him, he looked around the room next to his own. She had a queen-sized bed on the far side of the double room. Where the second bed would have been was a small sitting area with a charcoal black sofa and wooden rocking chair. There was also a wooden and glass table that held a Guinness and a Stephen King book.
On the opposite wall was a smart TV that had BBC morning news streaming. Under that was a short bookcase that was probably six feet long. All three shelves were packed with books of all kinds.
The Scottish and Union Jack flags hung on the wall between the bathroom and closet. The bed had a patchwork quilt on it. He was glad to see that she only had two pillows on it and not a ton of useless throw pillows. Even the couch only had a pillow at either end and a bright blue afghan across the back.
“Are yeh okay?” Nessie asked wrapping her arms around his waist.
He wrapped his arms around her and buried his face in her hair. “No.”
“Tell me what yeh need.”
“Just you. Just this.”
They stood like that for quite a while. Eventually, he guided them to the small sofa. Knuckles sat in the corner and pulled her into his lap. With his arms around her, he drifted off to sleep.
“Knuckles, honey, let’s go to bed.” Nessie said standing up and shaking him gently.
“What time is it?” he asked standing up also.
“Eleven. Yeh’ve been asleep for about an hour.” She slipped his cut off and then pushed up his t-shirt.
“Careful, babe. You taking my clothes off and suggesting we go to bed is giving me ideas.” He grinned as he pulled his shirt off.
Her hands froze on his belt and she looked up at him. He was surprised when she pushed up on her toes and kissed him. Tattooed hands framed her face in an attempt to keep himself from undressing her.
Nessie moved her hands up his chest and around his neck. Her mouth opened under his as she stepped closer. With a deep groan, Knuckles grabbed her hips and picked her up.
Turning and taking a few steps he laid her on the bed. Shifting he held himself slightly off of her on his forearms. Raising his head, he looked down at her.
“Tell me to stop and I will.” He whispered. “You get me?”
“I get yeh.” She whispered back.
“Good.” His lips met hers again.
There was a thud as his boot hit the floor. The second boot hit the first before landing on the floor. Knuckles kissed his way along her jaw. The contrast of the gentleness of his lips and scratchiness of his beard intensified everything Nessie was feeling.
As he moved to her neck, she shifted to remove her shirt. Knuckles grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head.
“I don’t have the strength to walk away from you if you do that.” He confessed against her neck.
“Knuckles.” Nessie whispered.
“No babe. Just let me have this.” Knuckles said as he rolled to his back, taking her with him.
Releasing her hands, he grabbed a handful of her hair at the base of her head. His other hand grabbed her ass cheek, pressing her down onto his hardened length.
“Ride me, babe. Make yourself come.” He commanded as he brought her mouth back to his.
Nessie moved and Knuckles groaned as he felt her slide her hand into her pants. Moving against him she began to tease her clit.
Her breathing became shallow as she drove herself closer to an orgasm.
“How many fingers can you take?” he asked against her lips. His hand moved from her ass to undo her jeans, giving her more room to pleasure herself.
“Two.” She said as they sat up. “Maybe three.”
“Three.” He begged moving back to her neck. “I want to hear you come.”
“My tits.” She pleaded as she rode her fingers against him. He pushed his hand under her shirt, palming her breast. Rolling her nipple between his thumb and finger, he nipped her neck with his teeth.
She moaned and he bit a little harder. Nessie called out for him and he bit down on her neck, sucking on the tender flesh. Her body tensed as her thighs quivered.
“Oh God! Knuckles!” She cried as he released her neck.
“That’s it, babe.” He encouraged as she slumped forward, her body trembling against his. “Nessie, give me your fingers.”
She pulled her hand out of her pants. He grabbed her wrist and guided all three fingers into his mouth.
Closing his eyes in pleasure, he sucked all her juices off her fingers. Knuckles smiled at her as he released her fingers.
“What’re yeh grinning about?”
“I can’t wait to tear that pussy up. I’m going to bury my face in that cunt and take up fucking residency.” He admitted.
“But not yet?” Nessie asked and he shook his head no. “Why?”
“I missed having my friend. I want more than a fuck. I want you more permanent. I want my name on your skin. A property patch on your back.” He tipped her face to his. “I want nothing between us. I want my come in you. My child in your belly.”
She stared at him for a moment of shock. “I…. I…”
“I know. So, not yet.”
