Ryker by Jeneveir Evans
Chapter 28
Trust is the glue of life. It’s the most essential ingredient in effective communication. It’s the foundational principle that holds all relationships.
~Stephen Covey~
Ronin
November 4th, 1999
As I started to turn into the first entrance of the parking lot to Doc’s office, a vehicle was backing out of a spot so I went to the next entrance before turning in. The building’s parking lot had two entrances but only through the first one could you get to the back parking lot. Since the first was blocked, I went to the second entrance. I slowly pulled down the front of her office so I could turn back toward the rear lot. As I approached the turn, I heard a bike start from behind the building. A puzzled frown crossed my face as I wondered who the hell had been parked in the back lot that rode a bike.
A rider slowly came into view. It stopped next to the vehicle that was pulling out. A woman got out and walked over to the man on the bike. He pulled his wallet out and gave her some money. They talked for a moment, then she got back into the car and drove off. The bike dropped in behind it.
My brows rose in surprise because I definitely knew the bike and the man riding it. It was Jace. The question was, what the hell was he doing at Doc’s office and coming from the back parking lot? Who the hell was the woman he gave money too? She was definitely older than Jace, she was also pregnant. I’d have to ask my woman when she came out of her office. Then it hit me that she probably wouldn’t tell me.
Pondering on this, I drove around back and parked as I thought about what I’d just seen. Looking at it rationally, Jace obviously knew the older pregnant woman and knew her well enough to give her money. There hadn’t appeared to be a romantic connection between them, yet they obviously knew each other well.
From what I’d heard from the guys, Jace didn’t sleep at the Clubhouse any longer. I knew on most Fridays after he got off work, he would go to his room to shower and change clothes before attending our meeting. Yet as soon as Church let out, he didn’t hang around to visit with anyone. He immediately left the Clubhouse and unless the club had things going on over the weekend, he never put in an appearance.
If I logically put everything together, my guess would be that Jace was living with the pregnant woman. He was also apparently going to her doctor's visits. He was parking in the back like he didn’t want anyone to see his bike. The woman was coming to the club’s doctor. A doctor that Jace would trust.
Holy shit!
Either Jace was helping this woman out or she was carrying Jace’s child. If it was the later, that was going to shock the fuck out of a shit load of people. If it was the former, why wouldn’t he just say something to his old man or Dog? If he was simply helping her out, he knew that the club would help out too if the woman was in a bind.
I knew that Vip was worried about him and I would bet good money that Viper, Mia and Jennie didn’t know anything about this. I groaned as I realized that I knew something about one of Vip’s sons and I couldn’t tell the man. If I did, he’d immediately confront Doc and try to learn what the fuck was going on and there was no way in hell that Doc would break HIPAA laws.
Damn, I wish I hadn’t come early.
A couple weeks ago, Doc had the guys at the garage check her car to make sure it was mechanically sound, then she gifted it to the complex which officially now had a name.
Angel’s Redemption.
The club knew it was pushing it with the name, yet we hoped no one ever made the connection. So far, there hadn’t been any land found that met the qualifications for the victim’s residence complex the club wanted to build. For now, any new victims would still need to go to the house the club had bought for the females we had rescued in Louisiana.
Since Doc gave her car to the complex, Doc and I had made plans to look at vehicles this evening. We couldn’t keep driving the club’s Suburban. I wanted her to get a big SUV like we were temporarily driving, Doc had other ideas. I thought back to our conversation earlier this week.
“Doc, you’ve got to decide on a vehicle. While I would like you to have something like the Suburban, you don’t like driving it. You said it was too big. I don’t mind driving you to work and picking you up, but I’m not always going to be able to do that.”
“I have decided, Jack,” she retorted. “I want a Honda Civic Hatchback.”
“Babe, are you sure that’s what you want?” I had a feeling she wasn’t considering one crucial factor.
“Yeah. I’m sure,” she replied, exasperated.
I had to bite back a smile. I’d learned quickly that my woman hated being questioned about the decisions she made. However, I had to point out the flaw in her thinking, if not, it wouldn’t take long and she would regret buying that vehicle.
“You’ve thought about the fact that it doesn’t have four doors and, with only two doors, you’re going to have to crawl in and out of the backseat to get our baby. Because you know I’d have a hard time doing that.”
She huffed out a breath of air. “Grr. Jack, I don’t want some big vehicle and there’s no way in hell I’m driving a station wagon. Not happening. Those are so not cool.”
I laughed at her remark.
“It’s not funny, Jack. I swear station wagons make me shudder. I had to ride in one when I was a child. It was a big ass one that was green and had a fake wood strip down the side. I swore when I grew up I’d never drive one of those monstrosities. So nope, not driving one.”
“Thank God. That would ruin my biker image,” I deadpanned.
She stuck her tongue out at me and instantly my thoughts went to sex.
“Suz,” I drawled her name huskily. “I know what you can do with that tongue you just stuck out at me.”
“Not happening, not right now. We need to figure this out, then I might be persuaded to lick a certain part of your anatomy that I love.”
I groaned. “Killing me here, babe.”
She grinned naughtily at me.
“Fuck, okay think, Ronin. We were talking about vehicles.”
Suzie’s laughter rang out at hearing me talk to myself.
“You’re crazy, Jack.”
“Crazy about you, Suz,” I replied as I drew her into my arms.
I leaned down and nuzzled her neck, breathing in her scent. God, I loved the way she smelled. She had two different lotions she would switch back and forth between. I was addicted to both. This one was lemon verbena.
“If you don’t name one fast, then station wagon it is,” I muttered as my cock pushed against the buttons of my jeans.
“Okay, okay. Honda CR-V.”
“While I’d rather buy an American made vehicle, I’ll admit there aren’t any small SUVs put out by US companies.”
“Jack, Honda may be a Japanese company, but they build most of their vehicles sold in the US on American soil. I count that a win.”
“If I agree, would you use your tongue on me now?”
“Yeah,” she purred.
“Fuck,” I groaned as the blood pulsed hot and heavy through my rod. “I agree.”
An actual groan startled me out of my thoughts. Dammit. My fucking cock was hard as a steel pipe now. Just thinking about Doc did that to me. I swear if I could have my dick in her twenty-four/seven, I would. Each day with her was better than the one before. I still want to kick my own ass for not going to talk to her about when I overheard her talking about abortion.
I was so wildly in love with her that, at times, I wondered if I was pussy whipped. If what I was feeling around her was considered being pussy whipped, I realized that I didn’t care if I was or not. I was incredibly happy with Suz and that was all that mattered.
A movement caught my eye and drew me out of my thoughts. I saw the back door to the office open. All the staff, followed by Doc, came out of the building and went to their vehicles. The other women started pulling out of the lot as Doc double-checked the door. She turned toward the Suburban and the smile on her face as she looked at me had the power to steal my breath away. After walking across the lot to the SUV, she opened the backdoor, set her briefcase inside, shut it and opened the front door and climbed in beside me.
She leaned over for a quick kiss, but I had other plans. I wanted a full on down and dirty kiss. The kind that made you light-headed and made you want to fuck. My left hand hit the buttons on the side of the seat to recline it slightly and make sure it was extended back as far as it would go while my right hand was curled around the back of Suz’s neck.
My tongue was tangling with hers wildly, almost frantically. Each stroke, each glide against hers heightened my arousal. I finally pulled back and gazed into Suz’s smoky blue eyes. They were glazed with desire. She ran her tongue across her bottom lip causing a harsh groan to escape me. I glanced around quickly to see that we were alone.
“Suz,” I uttered huskily. “Strip.”
“What?” she jerked back at my demand.
“Need you bad, babe. No one is around. If you don’t want to take your top off, don’t, but get out of those pants and straddle me,” I urged.
“Ronin, we can’t have sex here,” Suz declared, although I saw a hint of excitement cross her face.
My woman secretly loved having sex that was naughty and illicit. She chewed on her bottom lip as she looked around the parking lot. I knew what she was seeing. There wasn’t anyone back here but the two of us. Her building was situated where the rear was backed by woods and the sides of the rear lot had thick shrubs that isolated it from the buildings on either side of it.
I reached up and firmly pinched the protruding hard tip of her right nipple. She squirmed in her seat.
“Jack,” she moaned. “We shouldn’t do anything here. We could get caught.”
“Babe,” I growled roughly. “You keep your shirt on and no one will be able to see any skin.”
She bit down hard on her lip in indecision. I twisted the bud that was under my fingers and she whimpered.
“Suz, I want to feel your hot core clamped down tight on my dick. I want to watch you ride my rod. I want to feel your wet heat surrounding me. I want you, baby. What’s more, I need you,” I uttered hoarsely.
That was all it took. She leaned back into her seat, shucked her slacks and panties then crawled over to me and straddled my hips. She unbuttoned her shirt and opened the front clasp of her bra and peeled back the cups from her breasts. Even though Suz was leaving her shirt on which pretty much hid her from view, I was thanking God for the dark tint that was on the windows of the SUV. I’d hate to beat a fucker for seeing what is meant for my eyes only.
As Suz unbuttoned my jeans, I lifted my hips slightly and she pushed my pants down a little. She pulled my dick out of my boxers and held it up as she lined it up with her hot heat. Slowly she sank down on my shaft, taking me deep inside her body. We both moaned at how good it felt.
“Fuck, babe. I love to feel your wet pussy surrounding my cock,” I uttered roughly.
She leisurely started riding my rod like she had all the time in the world. My eyes locked on her tits as they swayed with her movements. Suz was fucking beautiful with her eyes closed and her head thrown back as she lifted up and down my rod. Knowing I wanted a taste of her succulent nipples, she barely beat me by seconds as she ran her hands around the back of my head and tugged me toward her breasts.
Cupping her plump globes in my hands, I leaned forward, opened my mouth and drew her right nipple between my lips. I ran my tongue back and forth over her tip causing her to whimper. Sucking firmly, I drew her deep into my mouth. I worshiped that succulent morsel then turned my head to her left breast. I tugged on it strongly, taking her pebbled tip deeper into my mouth. As I teased the sharp point by rolling my tongue back and forth on it, I tortuously laved my digit around the elongated peak.
Suz took her own sweet time lifting off my shaft before coming down hard on me and grinding her clit against my pelvic bone.
I pulled my mouth away from her breasts and heard her cry of protest. I gutturally muttered, “Fuck, Suz. You’re torturing me.”
She didn’t want to hear any of it. She jerked my head back to her tits and I happily did her bidding. Knowing I wasn’t going to last much longer, I dragged my teeth down her left breast until her nipple was held by my lips. I lowered my left hand down her abdomen, across her tummy and eased two fingers through her pussy lips until my digits were stroking her clit.
Her entire body froze at the touch of my rough skin against her sensitive bud. I flicked my forefinger across her hard little pleasure point and Suzie constraint broke. Her need to come sent her searching for the one touch that would send her soaring into an unbridled orgasm. She vigorously started riding my cock. I listened to her gasps of rapture with each downward plunge. Each upward movement had us gasping. Her seductive noises were echoed by my husky growls.
Finally I snapped. I couldn’t take it any longer. My hands clamped onto her hips and with each diving motion of her body, I thrust up into her soaking wet heat. Sweat was dripping off both of us. The only thing we were focused on was one another and coming. The knowledge that I couldn’t hold back any longer hit me like a freight train. I pulled her toward me, sucked a nipple into my mouth and bit down firmly as I surged upward.
“Jaaaccckkkk,” Suz cried out as her walls clasped me tight and she took flight.
I shot stream after stream of hot cum into her willing warmth. Her juices ran down my cock onto my balls and still we came. Just like she gave me everything of her, I gave her everything of me. At last, we were finally spent. Suz drooped heavily against my chest as I dropped back against the seat.
As I held her close to me, I murmured into her hair, “Fuck, you have no idea how much I love you, Suzie.”
I smiled as I heard her humming reply. I knew we wouldn’t be looking for a vehicle tonight. My woman was tired. I’d be lucky to get her back into her seat, much less get her panties on her. But that was fine with me, I had plans to make sure she slept like a contented baby all night.
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After I finally regained some semblance of control over my body, I decided it was time to head home.
“Babe?”
“Hmm?”
“Let’s get you dressed so I can take you home.”
My only response was Suz rubbing her face on my chest.
“Suz, lean back so I can put your bra back on you then I’ll button your shirt.”
Instead of doing what I told her, she started shrugging out of her blouse. I chuckled.
“Doc, you can’t ride home naked.”
She didn’t reply. She simply took off her shirt and bra, then started trying to put her shirt back on. I somehow managed to get it on her. I think wrestling an octopus would have been easier.
“Let’s get you into the passenger seat.”
“ ‘Kay,” she mumbled.
That was it. No movement, nothing. I shook my head and smiled. Making sure not to hurt her or the baby, I wrapped my hands around her waist and lifted her into the passenger seat. I quickly tucked my dick into my boxers and tugged my jeans up and buttoned them. After I was halfway situated, I leaned across Suz, grabbed the seat belt and strapped her in.
I glanced down at her and noticed it was obvious that she didn’t have anything on her bottom. I jerked my shirt off and draped it over her lap. I prayed like hell that we weren’t in an accident or didn’t get pulled over during the trip home.
As we neared the compound, Suzie started focusing on her surroundings.
“Doc?”
“Hmm?”
“Why was Jace parked around the back of the clinic?”
Her head snapped toward me and all traces of grogginess were gone.
“What?”
“Babe, saw Jace come from the back parking lot and he stopped by a woman. She got out of her car and took money from him. Woman’s obviously pregnant.”
“Jack, you know I can’t talk to you about my patients.”
“Jace your patient?”
“Jack, just like you can’t talk to me about club business, I can’t talk to you about certain things.”
“Figured as much. Just letting you know that I know.”
“What do you think you know exactly?” she queried.
“Doc, only one of two things possible here. One, Jace is helping her out or, two, it’s his baby.”
“Why would you think it’s his baby?”
“Because if he was just helping her out, there shouldn’t be any need for secrecy. I hear the talk, Doc. I know he’s not sleeping in the Clubhouse. He’s only on the compound if something is going on. The only logical conclusion is that it’s his baby. Still not sure why he would want to keep it quiet, yet it’s obviously something he doesn’t want anyone knowing right now.”
Not a single sound came from Doc. She didn’t have to say a word to let me know that I had figured it out. I didn’t know why Jace wouldn’t tell his family or friends, but it wasn’t my place to say anything to anyone. If he had wanted it known, it would be known.
“Not gonna say a word, babe. Promise.”
When Doc still hadn’t said anything, I glanced over to find her rubbing her hands repeatedly. I sighed.
“Hell, Doc. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for you to become worried over this. I just don’t want to keep anything from you. Already found out how that fucks shit up.”
I reached across and wrapped my right hand over her hands.
“Babe, I’m not gonna say another word about it.”
I pulled her left hand to my lips and kissed it as we pulled through the gates of the compound. I drove us to our house, pulled into the garage, parked, got out and went around to Suz’s side before she opened the door. I opened it, unbuckled her, lifted her into my arms, punched the code into the backdoor, and carried her to our room. There, I spent the next hour taking her mind off of what I’d said. Or at least I thought I did.
“Jack,” she whispered.
“Yeah?”
“Don’t mention what you think to anyone.”
“Suz, already told you I wouldn’t. You know you can trust me.”
“I know, Jack. It’s just, it’s…”
“I get it, babe. I do. Always want you to know that anything important that is discussed between us, stays between us. You have my word on that.”
“Thanks, Jack.”
“No thanks necessary,” I said as I kissed the top of her head. “I’m fucking starving, how about you?” I asked to change the subject. She didn’t even have to respond, her stomach did it for her.
“I have one of Clair’s lasagnas ready to eat, you up for that?”
I laughed out loud as she jumped from the bed, grabbed one of my t-shirts out of my drawer and headed toward the kitchen. I was still laughing after I put on shorts and headed down the hall. Suz was making sounds like she was coming again. One thing about my woman, she knew how to appreciate the finer things in life.
Good food, beer, and good company.
She also appreciated me. Thank fuck.
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