Chas's Fervor: Insurgents Motorcycle Club (Insurgents MC Romance Book 3) (48 page)

He scurried out of the family room, balancing everything on top of the pizza box. When he came back, he handed Addie a 7-Up and he popped open a can of Coors. After gulping down his beer, he added another log to the fire then moved the coffee table to the side. He grabbed another afghan from the back of the couch—his woman was obsessed with the crocheted blankets—and spread it on the floor.

“And what are you doing?” Addie asked with amusement in her voice.

“Making everything cozy for my woman.” He smoothed out the blanket then held out his hand. “Come here.”

With a wide grin on her face, Addie took Chas’s hand and let him lead her to the blanket on the floor.

“Hmm, it’s nice and warm in front of the fire,” she said as she stroked the side of his face with her fingers.

“Yeah, and it’s gonna get a lot hotter.” Chas cradled Addie against his chest then cupped her chin, pushing her head back. Placing his lips on hers, he kissed her slowly, sucking her lips, swirling his tongue inside her mouth. The coolness from her soft drink was refreshing to his warm tongue.

Addie moaned as she placed her hands on either side of his face, her kisses becoming rougher and deeper. He tangled his hand in her long strands and pulled her head back, making his tongue plunge deeper into her hungry mouth.

Gently, Chas eased her down on the afghan, their mouths never separating. As he continued to kiss her, he unfastened the tie around her robe and opened it—a surge of lust shot through him when he touched her naked body. “Oh, baby,” he murmured against her swollen lips.

Leaving her mouth, his tongue trailed down her neck, nipping and kissing the spot above her collarbone, which drove her crazy. With feathery touches and kisses, he teased every inch of her body until Addie said breathlessly, “I can’t take any more. I need you inside me. I’m aching for you.”

“I’m aching for you, too, precious.”

Since Addie had come home from the hospital, she’d had to take it easy. But she was fine and cleared by the doctor, and Chas had no intention of taking it easy. He’d fuck her rough, hard, and fast—just like his woman loved it.

Trailing his tongue down to her wet, pulsing clit, Chas opened her engorged lips with his fingers and dug his tongue between her beautiful rosy folds, licking all around in circular and figure-eight patterns. Addie bucked underneath him, pushing her pussy closer to his mouth. His cock ached to slam into her, but he wanted her to come before he entered her heated silkiness.

Addie tried to sit up, but Chas gently pushed her back. “Just lie back, baby, and let me make you come.”

“I’m so ready, hon. Don’t you want to put your dick in me?” Addie gasped as she arched her back and ground her pussy into his face.

“All in good time. Right now, I’m enjoying the taste of you. Sweet, like honey.”

“I love what you do with your tongue,” Addie moaned.

“I want to rub your pussy all over my face, precious.” Chas buried his mouth into her warm and juicy folds, his tongue continuing to lick everywhere but her sweet nub. He knew she was aching for him to touch her hardening spot, but he wanted to tease her, drive her wild, until she exploded from desire.

As he sucked and licked her clit, he shoved two fingers into her slick pussy, loving the way she clenched them. In and out, he finger-fucked her hard while he flicked her bud, stroking the sensitive skin next to it quickly with the tip of his tongue.

“Yes, right there. Right. There. Don’t stop,” she rasped as she thrashed her head from side to side.

Chas licked faster. His fingers fucked her harder. Deeper. Then she exploded. A scream deep from her throat burst through her lips. Chas watched her as she gave herself up to abandoned pleasure. She squeezed her breasts and pulled her nipples. Tightness coiled around his fingers like a vise, vibrating against them as she grabbed at his hair and tugged hard. Very hard. Her creamy thighs quivered against the sides of his head.

As her body calmed down, Chas pushed up and captured a semi-hard nipple in his mouth, sucking it as he played and flicked the other nipple with his fingers.

“Oh, honey. That was awesome.” She reached down and curled her fingers around his hard cock. “I want this inside me.”

“Want what? Say the words, babe.”

“I want your big dick inside me. Does that cut it for you?”

With twinkling eyes, he lowered his head and said, “Fuck yeah,” before he kissed her.

Addie placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed down on them. “Please?”

Chuckling, Chas played with her tits for a while longer then rolled her over so she was on her stomach. “On your knees. I want to see your sweet ass as I fuck you.”

On her hands and knees, Chas positioned her tits and head flat on the blanket, making her ass and glistening pussy shoot up higher. “Like what I’m seeing, babe.”

“I love it when you take me from behind,” Addie said, her voice muffled by the blanket.

“That’s good, ’cause I’m gonna ram my cock so deep and hard in you, you’re gonna have trouble walking tomorrow.”

He slid his finger up and down her drenched folds then spread it over her puckered, pink opening as he kissed and bit her ass cheeks.

Addie whimpered.

“You like me touching your ass? You got a sexy, sweet one.” He bit it again then ran his fingers over her clit, making sure to softly stroke her wet nub.

Addie moaned and wiggled her ass against him.

“I’m gonna do you right now, babe. Your pussy… or your ass…?

Chas heard Addie’s sharp intake of breath. With calloused fingers, he rubbed her ass. “It’s tempting, babe.” He smacked her hard then kissed and licked the sting away.

“What’ll it be? Pussy…” He inserted a finger in her and wiggled it around. “Or ass…?” Taking out his finger, he stroked her small opening.

“Pussy,” she rasped.

“Pussy it is.” Without another word, he rammed his rock-hard cock into her.

Addie moaned as she balled the afghan in her hands.

Over and over, Chas drilled in and out of her heated wetness, lifting her ass higher so he could go deeper.

“Do you like the way my cock is fuckin’ your tight pussy?” he said thickly.

“Yes. Oh, yes.”

Faster. Harder. Deeper.

Addie’s pussy clinched so tightly it felt like it was sucking his cock. Not being able to hold out any longer, Chas grunted as he filled his woman, relishing the feel of her come bathing his shaft and mixing with his. The way her sex hugged and pulsed against his length told Chas she was in pure ecstasy. As she spasmed, her heat gripped and milked Chas as he continued to thrust inside of her, loving the feeling of closeness and pure pleasure. It felt like a tsunami in a tight funnel squeezing his cock.

“I love you, precious,” he said hoarsely.

“Me, too,” she panted.

Chas wrapped his arm around her waist while he lay down on the blanket, drawing her close to him. Addie’s inner thigh continued to convulse and Chas put his hand on her ass, waiting for her to finish shaking.

The dying embers in the fireplace glowed as they lay tangled together. Chas wrapped the blanket around them, and they fell asleep in each other’s arms.

*     *     *

The following morning,
Addie rolled over and snuggled in the crook of Chas’s arm. A smile spread over his face as he watched her shimmy into him.

“Are you up?” she murmured into his chest, her breath hot on his skin.

“Sorta,” he replied.

“It snowed early this morning. When I came back from the bathroom, I peeked out the window, and everything was covered in white. It was so quiet. Very pretty. I love the winter.” She burrowed her head under his arm.

“I don’t mind it, and Jack loves it. He started skiing last season, so I suspect we’ll be goin’ to Sunlight Mountain and Aspen quite a bit this winter. Snowshoeing is cool. The only downside with the snow and ice is it’s a bitch to ride. By spring, I can’t wait to hit the roads on my Harley every chance I get.”

“I’ve only skied a couple of times. I liked it, but never went again.”

“This year, you can watch, but next year, I’m getting your ass on the slopes. Jack will love it.” Chas leaned down and kissed her head.

Addie’s stomach growled, and she giggled.

“You hungry?” he teased.

“Guess I am. I’m craving eggs, bacon, and buttered toast with lots of apricot jam. Oh, and orange juice. A big glass of it.”

Chuckling, Chas cupped her chin and kissed her tenderly. “Let’s have breakfast then we can hang out until I pick Jack up.”

“What time are you picking him up?”

“I told him five o’clock. We have all day to spend together.”

“Nice.” Addie gripped his waist tighter with her arm.

After watching her for several minutes, Chas eased out of her grasp and said, “I got something for you, precious.”

He felt her eyes on him as he went to the tall chest of drawers and took out a folded leather vest. Stalking back to bed, he climbed under the covers then turned to Addie, his head propped on his elbow.

“What’s this?” she asked as she unfolded the vest. “It’s so soft.”

“Read the back.”

“ ‘Property of Chas,’ ” she said.

“Addie, I want you to be my old lady.”

Her gaze sparkled. “Yes, I’d love to be your old lady.” She laughed. “It’s going to take some time for me to get used to being called your
old
lady.” Addie sat up and placed the vest over her nightshirt. “How do you like it?”

Chas pushed up, his gaze warm and loving. Drawing her to him, he said huskily, “You are gorgeous.” Then he crushed his mouth to hers. “Fuck, woman. It turns me on seeing you wearing my property patch. I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

Hugging her close to him, he sprinkled small kisses over her face and shoulder. Moving back a bit, he ran his hand down to her stomach then bent over, his mouth kissing her belly. “Our baby is growing inside you. Oh, babe.”

She threaded her fingers through his hair and massaged his scalp as he continued rubbing and kissing her stomach. Chas trailed his mouth upward until he captured her lips then kissed her gently.

“We need to get hitched,” he said, his face serious.

“You want to get married?”

“Yeah. I want to spend my life with you, Jack, and the baby. You down with that?”

Bobbing her head up and down, tears glistened in her eyes as she stroked his cheek. “Yes, I’m totally down with that. I love you very much. I love Jack, too, and I want to spend my life with you.”

“We’ll get hitched before the baby comes, so you and the other old ladies do whatever you need to do to make us legal.”

She giggled. “God! I’m never going to get used to being an
old
lady.”

Embracing her tightly, he kissed her deep and wet as his hand glided down to cup her tits. When he touched their softness, the little bead grew stiff, and his cock twitched. A deep satisfaction spread throughout him—Addie was the perfect woman for him.

As he eased down on the mattress, she ran her fingers over his chest.

“You still hungry?” he asked.

With desire-filled eyes, she nodded and licked her lips.

Propped on his elbows, straddling her, he slipped his tongue between her full lips. Breakfast could wait—they had other things on their mind.

Three months later…

A
ddie was gorgeous
in her long, ivory, fishtail lace wedding dress with sheer, three-quarter sleeves and neckline. A satin belt cinched under her breasts and above the bump in her belly where her and Chas’s daughter continued to grow. She wore her golden-streaked red hair down, and it flowed around her as a headband of tiny white roses crowned her thick tresses. In true biker form, she wore her leather cut, which proudly displayed the “Property of Chas” patch on the back.

She carried a simple bouquet of red roses and white baby’s breath. All the guests craned their necks as she walked toward Reverend Jake, who stood at the end of the great room. Following Addie were Cara and Cherri, both dressed in long, off-the-shoulder red satin dresses.

The MC had cleared out all the tables to make room for the rows of chairs the brothers had set up earlier in the morning. The old ladies had placed candles all around, which glowed and danced, creating a wonderful ambiance. Several Harleys lined the perimeter of the room. Since it was late winter, an outdoor wedding with a procession of revving Harleys wasn’t possible. Chas and Addie wanted to seal their union before the baby was born, so they opted for a white winter wedding. Outside, the snow fell silently and sparkled like iridescent gems in the soft light glowing from the clubhouse windows.

Chas’s twinkling eyes caught Addie’s as she walked slowly to the beat of “You Are So Beautiful to Me.” He could see her bottom lip quiver and her brimming eyes. She was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. Jack, standing next to Chas as his best man, squeezed his dad’s hand, and Chas turned and gave him a big smile as he ran his hand through his hair. Chas wore his colors and a white dress shirt under his cut and black jeans. Jack wore his leather jacket, and Jax, his groomsman, also sported his colors and black jeans.