Gunner: Satan’s Fury MC- Memphis, page 14
My lips went to her ear as I whispered, “Let go, August. Let me give you what you need.”
Her moan filled the room as she writhed against my hand. Her hips rocking in rhythm as her ass ground into my crotch. My cock was struggling against the fabric of my jeans. I throbbed with need for her, but I had to be patient. She was so close, and I needed to send her over the edge.
As she began to tremble, I tightened an arm around her waist to support her and continued to drive her towards the brink. I could feel her body tense and her hands grip my hair harder as she began chanting, “Yes. Yes. Yes!”
August moaned and shuddered, “Oh, god.”
Her legs wobbled slightly as I released my hold on her and she turned to face me. “Better?” I asked with a smirk.
A devilish darkness filled her eyes as her gaze fell to the growing bulge in my jeans. “Getting there …”
I raised my eyebrows and grinned. “See what you do to me, gorgeous?”
Her voracious sexual appetite was one of the things I loved about her. I knew that if she’d have me, I would fulfill her every desire until my last breath. I reached behind her, grabbing her ass and lifting her up. Her legs automatically wrapped around my waist as I carried her to the bed. When I dropped her down onto the comforter, August grabbed her jeans and began to shimmy them down over her hips. I finally eased them off and tossed them on the floor, growing more impatient to be inside her with every passing minute. She watched eagerly as I pulled my shirt over my head and dropped it. I made quick work of my jeans, kicking them onto the floor beside hers. As I reached for my boxer briefs, I saw her wet her lips before biting down hard on her full, pink bottom lip. Grinning mischievously, I slowly worked off my boxers, enjoying her eyes fixed on my cock. Once I was standing naked before her, I took it in my hand and pumped it suggestively. “Now, let’s see if we can make you feel even better…”
A soft smile crossed August’s face as I approached the bed, but when I yanked her panties to the side and spread her thighs wide on the mattress, her face instantly went serious. Her eyes darkened with desire as her mouth opened with a small gasp. I knelt between her thighs and reached into the nightstand for a condom. It took only a moment for me to roll it on and position myself at her entrance. I paused, looking deep into her dark eyes.
“If you let me, I’ll make you happy, August. I won’t let you down … I won’t hurt you. I’d die before I let that happen.”
“Cade,” she gasped as she pulled me to her and pressed her lips against mine. As soon as they touched mine, I knew that was true. She was everything I’d ever wanted, and I’d lay down my life for her. Polito and his men weren’t getting anywhere near her. My brothers and I would make sure of that.
I poured every ounce of passion I had for August into a slow, tantalizing thrust. I watched as her back arched off the bed and her mouth stretched into an exaggerated O. Again and again, I thrust into her, picking up a punishing rhythm. Our bodies fused into one tangle of pleasure. Her body clenched around my cock, squeezing me with every contraction of her muscles. I made love to her over and over for the next hour. Every orgasm brought her closer and closer to total blissful relaxation. We might not be able to solve all our problems tonight, but the least I could do is help her forget about them for a while.
August’s body jerked underneath me, and she cried out one last time in ecstasy. As I came with her, she wrapped her arms around me and clung to me tightly, like she was afraid I might pull away. Her voice was filled with emotion as she whispered, “Cade.”
“Right here, baby. I’m right here,” I assured her.
With a relieved sigh, her eyes closed and she curled up next to me. It wasn’t long before her breath slowed and her entire body relaxed next to mine. There were so many things I wanted to tell her, but I didn’t say a word. Instead, I just held her close, relishing in the feeling of her body next to mine as she drifted off to sleep.
August
As much as I hated to leave Cade and his warm bed, I didn’t have a choice. I had to get back to Harper. When I got back to my room, Jae was lying on the bed next to her, half-asleep and watching a movie. After I thanked her for staying with Harper, she slipped out of the room and closed the door. As I looked down at Harper sleeping, I was worried that I might wake her when I crawled in the bed next to her, but she didn’t even budge when I laid my head on the pillow. I was too exhausted mentally and physically to even think, and thankfully, I was able to fall right to sleep.
The next morning, I woke up with Harper hovering over me, her eyebrows furrowed and her bottom lip pursed into a pout. “I wanna go home.”
“Why? What’s wrong?”
She shrugged. “I no wike it here. I miss Fwoppsie.”
“I’m sorry, sweetie, but we can’t go home right now.” Harper was a smart child. I knew I had to choose my words wisely, or she would keep pushing. “But we will get to go home soon, and then you can get Floppsie back.”
“Why we can’t go now?”
“We just can’t.” I eased up on the bed as I told her, “It isn’t safe for us to be there right now, but Cade and his friends are going to fix that. As soon as they do, we’ll go home.”
“Kay.”
I looked down at my watch and was surprised to see that it was almost eleven. Figuring that she was hungry, I asked, “How about we go get something to eat, and then go to the playroom? We can see if your new friends are there.”
“I wan some ce-weal.”
“You got it.” I sat up on the bed and threw the covers back. “Let’s get dressed, and then we can go.”
Smiling, she hopped off the bed and rushed over to the bag of clothes Cade had brought, quickly picking out an outfit. After I’d done the same, we both got dressed, brushed our teeth, and started out of the room. When we stepped out into the hall, I stopped and found myself staring at my mother’s door. I hadn’t spoken to her since I’d learned the truth about Gus, and while I wasn’t ready to have that discussion with her, I knew I couldn’t go eat without asking her to join us. I walked over and tapped on her door. When she answered, her eyes were puffy from the night before, but she was dressed and feigned a smile. “Good morning, girls. Did you two sleep well?”
“We slept fine,” I answered flatly. “We were about to go grab something to eat if you want to join us.”
“Sure.” She stepped out into the hall, and after she closed the door, she picked up Harper. “How’s my sweet girl this morning?”
They bantered back and forth all the way to the kitchen. When we walked in, I was surprised to see that none of the guys were around, only Jae and a couple of the other Sinners’ girls. They greeted us as we each made ourselves a bowl of cereal, but left soon after, leaving us completely alone in the kitchen. My mind was racing as I sat across the table from my mother. I had so many questions I wanted to ask her, but I didn’t want to bring it up with Harper sitting there. As soon as we were done eating, we took Harper down to the family room, and I was relieved to see that several of the kids were there. Without skipping a beat, Harper rushed over and started playing while Mom and I sat down on the sofa.
We were watching Harper play when Mom turned to me and asked, “Is something wrong?”
“I heard you and Gus talking last night.”
“You did?” she asked as the color drained from her face. “What exactly did you hear?”
“Everything.” I could feel all the hurt and anger building in the pit of my stomach as I whispered, “I know Gus is my father.”
“I’m sorry, August. I didn’t want you to find out this way.”
“How did you want me to find out? Were you planning on telling me, or were you hoping that you could keep it a secret forever?” I could tell from her expression that she wasn’t sure how to reply. “I had every right to know the truth, Mom. You shouldn’t have kept this from me.”
“I know. I made a mistake … a big, terrible mistake, and I would change it if I could.”
“I just don’t get it. Did everyone know, but me?” When she didn’t respond, I knew her answer. “So, grandmother knew Denis wasn’t my father?”
“Yes, sweetheart. She knew everything. The minute she found out I was pregnant with you, she started pushing me to marry him. I never expected for Denis to actually go along with it, but he was working with your grandfather and hoped that marrying me would help further his career.” She turned and looked down at the floor with embarrassment as she told me, “I don’t think that’s the only reason why he went along with it. I’m pretty sure he was in love with your grandmother.”
“What?”
“I know that sounds crazy, but he was always so different around her. His eyes would light up when she walked into the room. His tone changed whenever he spoke to her. I don’t know. You would’ve had to see it for yourself to know what I’m talking about.” She gave a half-shrug before saying, “When she died, he was devastated— way more devastated than he should’ve been.”
“Oh, Mom,” I gasped. “You should’ve told me.”
“I didn’t know how. I’d kept the secret locked away, hoping one day it would just go away. But it never did. Instead, it just grew bigger and bigger, to the point I didn’t know what to do with it. When Denis left, I know it was hard on you, especially when he never called or came by to see you, but honestly I was relieved that I didn’t have to pretend anymore.”
“Mom.” I sighed at the thought. “You didn’t have to carry all that alone.”
Her gaze drifted to the ceiling as she thought to herself for a moment. After a long, cleansing sigh, she finally muttered, “Things could’ve been so different.”
“You didn’t have a choice.” I placed my hand on her arm as I said, “I heard you tell him what Grandmother did … how she forced you to leave him.”
“She hated him, but she had no idea what kind of man he really was.”
“But what kind of man was he, Mom?” Remembering what she’d said about the video, I asked, “Did he really kill someone?”
“It’s complicated, August.”
“How can killing someone be complicated, Mother? He either did it or he didn’t.”
“The man he killed … those men who they all killed, were members of a vicious gang who did horrible, unimaginable things, and they were trying to hurt Gus and his brothers. Gus got to them before that happened.” She looked over to me with a fire in her eyes as she said, “Right or wrong, he was protecting the people he cared about the most. That’s what he does. That’s how I knew he would help you get Harper back. I knew he’d figure out that you were his daughter, and there was no way in hell that he would let any harm come to you or his granddaughter.”
“Did you tell Grandmother about any of this?”
“I tried, but she didn’t care. She wouldn’t listen to me when I told her how good he was to me, but even if she did, it wouldn’t have mattered. Back then, what I wanted was irrelevant. It was always about her and what she wanted, just like it had been my entire life.”
“I’m sorry, Momma. I really am.” I placed my hand on hers. “You really loved him, didn’t you?”
“Yes. I loved him very much. The crazy thing is, I still do.” Tears filled her eyes as she said, “I should’ve been stronger. I should’ve stood up for myself, but I was scared of what my mother might do in retaliation. I couldn’t take a chance on her causing something that would hurt Gus.”
“I can understand that. I really can. I might’ve even done the same thing if I was in your shoes, but not telling me that Gus was my father … that I don’t understand, especially after Grandmother died.”
“I was afraid I would lose you … that you would hate me for keeping the truth from you.” She squeezed my hand as she said, “I couldn’t bear it if I lost you, August. You mean the world to me.”
“Mom, you’re not going to lose me. Not now. Not ever,” I assured her. “I love you, but it’s going to take me some time to forgive you for this with Gus. Even though I understand why you initially did it, I can’t help but feel betrayed and lied to. I’m sure he feels the same way.”
She started crying again as she muttered, “He does.”
“Give him time. Give us both some time. It will work out … that is if Polito and his band of thugs don’t get to me first,” I huffed.
“August! That’s not funny,” my mother scolded.
“I wasn’t trying to be funny.” I glanced behind me, looking for some sign of Cade, but there was none. “Is it just me, or does this place seem oddly quiet to you?”
“I’m sure they’re in one of their meetings trying to figure out how to deal with David and those awful men he’s working with.”
“You’re probably right.”
We both settled back and watched Harper as she played with her little friends. Every now and then, I would glance down at my watch, checking the time. When it came time for her nap, Mom and I took her down to my room. While I put her down, Mom went across the hall to get some rest of her own. Two hours later, Harper was up and ready for another bite to eat. It all seemed so mundane as Mom and I took her back to the kitchen, grabbed a late lunch, and then headed back to the playroom. I was fighting utter boredom as one hour rolled into the next. It was well after four, and I’d still seen no sign of Cade or the others. Becoming frustrated, I looked over to Mom and asked, “Do you mind watching Harper? I’m going to try and find Cade and see what’s going on.”
“Of course.”
As I stood to leave, I waved over at Harper and said, “I’ll be right back. Gammy is going to watch you for a bit.”
Harper nodded, then quickly turned her attention back to the little girl she was playing with. I stood there watching her for a minute, and I tried to imagine what I would’ve done if I was in my mother’s shoes. I wanted to think that I would’ve told her the truth, but deep down, I wasn’t so sure. Feeling more confused than ever, I walked out into the hall to go find Cade. I hadn’t gotten very far when I heard men’s voices coming from the conference room. I didn’t want to interrupt, so I turned to go back to the family room. I hadn’t gotten far when I heard someone call out my name. When I turned, I found Hawk walking in my direction. I forced a smile as I said, “Hey, Hawk.”
“Hey.” A look of discomfort crossed his face. “I wanted to apologize about last night.”
“That’s not necessary. There’s nothing to apologize for.”
“Yeah. It’s definitely necessary. I didn’t know you and Gunner were a thing, otherwise I wouldn’t have—”
“Hawk … it’s really okay.” I smiled as I told him, “Your intentions were good, and under different circumstances …”
A smirk crossed his face as he chuckled and said, “My intentions were anything but good, August.”
“Oh.”
“Come on, August. You’re a beautiful woman.” He leaned towards me with a smirk that would make any other woman swoon. “You can’t blame me for at least trying to get you to go out with me.”
“If you say so.” I glanced over his shoulder and asked him, “Have you seen Gunner?”
“Yeah. We were all just meeting about … things.” I knew he wouldn’t tell me any more than that, so I wasn’t surprised when he quickly changed the subject. “Where’s that cute kid of yours?”
“She’s in the family room playing with some of the other kids. My mother is with her.”
He nodded. “Glad she found some friends here. I’m sure all this hasn’t been easy on her.”
“No, it hasn’t.”
“August?” Gus called as he started walking in my direction. “I was hoping you would be around.”
“Oh, yeah?”
“Wondered if you had a few minutes for us to talk?”
I knew I couldn’t put him off forever, but I was hoping that I would have more time to prepare for our inevitable conversation. Dread washed over me as I asked, “Now?”
“Unless you’ve got somewhere else you need to be?”
“No … Mom is watching Harper, so I don’t have anywhere that I need to be, at least not for a little while.” I shrugged with a smile. “So, yeah. I guess I’m free to talk.”
“Good.” He motioned for me to follow as he said, “Let’s find a place where we can talk privately.”
When he started down the hall, I did as he’d asked and followed. I expected him to take me to an empty room or the bar, but he led me out of the Sinners’ clubhouse and into the parking lot. We both continued walking until he stopped next to a big black Harley motorcycle. He took a helmet out of one of the saddlebags and offered it to me. “Wait … You’re wanting me to ride on that?”
“Yeah.” He grabbed his off the backseat and slipped it on his head. “Haven’t you ever been on a motorcycle before?”
“No, not exactly.”
“Well, there’s a first time for everything.”
After he got on, he offered his hand and helped me climb on behind him. I was a little nervous about riding a motorcycle for the first time, but the thought of my first ride being with my father seemed bittersweet. I placed my hands on his waist and moments later, we were on the road. With the warmth of the sun my face and the cool breeze blowing in my hair, I quickly relaxed and was amazed at how free I felt. As crazy as it sounds, I felt more like myself than I ever had. We’d been riding for about forty-five minutes or so when I realized that we were headed to Radnor Lake State Park. It was just outside of the city and had incredible views. We continued into the park, and when Gus found the perfect spot by the water, he pulled over and parked the bike. We both got off and headed over to a small picnic table.
Once we were seated, I looked over to him, watching as he stared out onto the lake, and it was hard to believe that I hadn’t seen it sooner: his dark, almost black eyes, the arch of his brow, the subtle wave in his dark hair, even the tiny crook in the corner of his mouth when he smiled. We shared so many similar traits, making it impossible to deny that he was, in fact, my father. When he turned to look at me, I could see the pain and anguish in his eyes—an emotion he tried so hard to hide from others. I knew the feeling. I’d spent my entire life trying to hide the hurt I felt so deep inside, and I wished there was a way I could take it all away … for both of us. Gus’s voice was strained as he said, “I have so many things I want to say to you, but I don’t have a clue where to start.”
