Dec's Downfall: (A Brothers of Devil's Comfort Book 5) (Brothers of Devil's Comfort MC) (12 page)

Before we left for our trip, I need to go shopping. I also needed to find somewhere to live and a job. A small-excited laugh left me like a bubble and I hugged myself tight around the waist. I was staying in Comfort Springs and I was going to fight for Declan Gallagher. Rayven had said I was now a biker bitch and it was time I lived up to the title.

“Hello Dear.”

Mary’s voice was sweet and the first thing she did was go over and kiss her husband.

“How was your trip Mary?”

“Wonderful. Dec was right. It was just what I needed. But I did miss my William.”

“He missed you too Mary. Why don’t you sit down while I go and make the coffee?”

While I was in the kitchen Dec came through the main door and after saying hi to his Ma, he joined. For a moment, neither of us spoke as the kettle boiled and the cups rattled.

“Dec I need to find somewhere to stay.”

“There’s no rush Ivy, you can stay here.”

The soft sounds of sheets in the washing machine going thud, reminds me that I have just stripped the bed. I was going to miss Dec’s body lying next to mine. The extra body heat as he cocooned me into his body.

“Dec.”

“Ivy you can come and stay at the apartment with me.”

“What about Yvette?”

“She’s a grown woman.”

“I’ll think about it.”

“Or we could stay at the club.”

The man was raving. I might stay at the apartment with him and his sexual antics. Yet, I doubt if I was ready to face everyone at the club knowing what we were up to in the bedroom. Dec’s laughter erupts in the room and I threw the dishcloth at him, which he easily grabbed with one hand.

“Come here Baby Girl.”

With his finger pointing at his lap, I willingly went and straddled Dec. The kiss when it came was long and hard. Our tongues dancing, eagerly following each other. My arms went around Dec’s neck, and I linked my fingers together. As the kiss deepened, Dec’s fingers slid under my top and he undid the catch of my bra. As soon as my breasts were free, Dec cupped them, flickering the hard buds with his fingers.

“Undo my pants Baby Girl and free my cock.”

In a daze, I willingly follow Dec’s instructions, slowly cupping the hard appendage. It wasn’t often Dec would let me touch him like this, and when he did, I tend to make the most of it. The veins were pulsing, as Dec became aroused, growing in my hand. Slowly Dec spread his legs and pushed me to the ground. As I fell into a kneeling position, I opened my mouth and began to suck on the head. The bulbous top throbbed against my tongue as I kiss and suckle the flesh. Pre-cum, began to leak onto my tongue, and slowly I took more of the head into my mouth, scraping my teeth along the edges.

“That’s it Baby Girl, take me in. All the way to the back.”

As Dec softly spoke to me, telling me what he wanted, I relaxed the muscles at the back of my throat and took more of his cock into my mouth. As I sucked, the pulse in my clit had come to life, and eagerly, I reached for my pants undoing the zip.”

“Baby Girl, did I say you could touch yourself.”

Annoyed at being denied, I gently bit down; this earned me a punishment in the guise of a hair pull.

“As much as I like it Baby Girl don’t bite down. Not unless I instruct you too.”

With my hair still in Dec’s hand, I gave a quick jerk and returned to sucking his cock. This time when Dec’s hands fastened on to my scalp there was no pain. Slowly he begins to thrust into my mouth. After several thrusts, his release slides down my throat and over onto my chin. When he was done, Dec withdrew, while I stayed where I was, turned on and frustrated because I hadn’t been allowed to cum. The cloth at my mouth is an indication to me that Dec has returned and is slowly cleaning his mess from me.

“I’ve put the kettle back on Ivy, when you’ve made the coffee bring it into the living room.”

For a moment I sat frozen where I was. I had just given the bastard a blowjob in his parent’s kitchen and he was leaving me. Unable to hold back the rage, I lifted the sugar pot up and threw it at his retreating back. In awe, I watch as the silver bowl bounces against him. Sugar is pouring down his back and onto the floor.

“Are you going to clear that up?”

“No.”

“Good. I’ll add it to your punishment.”

I was burning with arousal and he was talking about punishing me, which was not helping. With a sweet smile of my own, I waltzed pass Dec and headed for the stairs.

“Dec I think I just heard the kettle switch off.”

With that remark, I ran up the stairs and locked the door to the bedroom and bathroom. The bastard has me burning and I need relief. A knock on the bathroom door brought my head spinning up. Dec hadn’t attempted the door, I know, because I hadn’t heard the handle rattle.

“Ivy if you touch yourself, I’ll have to add it to your punishment.”

“Go screw yourself.”

“Ivy if you ask nicely, I’ll screw you.”

In my exasperation, this time I threw the plastic tumbler with the toothbrushes at the closed door. Again, only to be answered by Dec’s laughter, which instead of annoying me is making me wetter.

DCMC

It’s Friday night and the club is packed. The last time I had been in here was just over two weeks ago. Because the time since my return to Comfort Springs has gone by quickly, it makes me feel as though I had never been away. I was sat at a table with Baby Blu, Ellie, and Rayven. Cassie was on the dance floor with Linc.

“I swear I’m going to kill him.”

Baby Blu and Ellie just smiled, while Rayven defended Dec.

“I still can’t believe you didn’t clean the sugar up.”

“Why should I.”

“Because you threw it.”

“He deserved it.”

“Hell if I did that I wouldn’t be able to sit down for a week.”

Baby Blu laughed, while her cheeks turned pink.

“Me neither. But it’d be worth it.”

“It’s time you two grew up.”

With her arms in the air Rayven’s laugher became louder.

“Hey, we're not the ones with a big bad Dom.”

The way they spoke about their sex lives I wasn’t so sure. It sounded to me as if Inferno and Tabby enjoyed kink in the bedroom. With my tongue thrown in their direction, I raised my drink and scanned the room for Dec. When I finally found him, he was talking to Tabby and Inferno. Yet, as soon as my glance landed on him, his face lifted towards me and he smiled. I was still angry at Dec for what had happened in the kitchen and although I had gotten myself off, I needed the man he was. Slowly he was turning me into an addict for what he could offer me. When I returned to the living room, Mary had offered me the use of the room until I found myself somewhere to live.

“Do you know of any vacant apartments?

I was asking Baby Blu, but it was Cassie, who answered as she lowered herself into the chair next to mine.

“The one above the Tattoo studio is empty. I’m sure the club will be fine with you using it. When do you need to move in?”

“When I return from New Orleans.”

Cassie raised her drink and nodded her head at me.

“Fine, the key will be at the boutique waiting for you.”

Now that I had somewhere to live, all I needed to do next was line up a job.

“Any jobs going at Tie me Down Rayven?”

Without blinking, Rayven stared directly at me.

“What kind of job are you looking for?”

I was unable to hide the smile as it spread across my face.

“No.”

Tabby’s deep voice broke into my thoughts as he lifted Rayven out of her seat to place her on his knee.

“No.”

“I like the club the way it is. I’ll talk to Fudge and you can work at the garage.”

While he is talking, Taby’s eyes are on Dec. Success, I had a place to live and a job. Offering my gratitude, I raised my drink once more and smiled at Dec as he strolled towards me.

Chapter 20

When I pull up at the house to collect Ivy for our trip to New Orleans, I discover she is already at the front door waiting for me. Her backpack held in one hand, as she waves at me with the other. A small grin is playing around her mouth, making me impatient to kiss her. As soon as she was close, I leant over and took the proffered pink lips, tasting the mixture of minty toothpaste and morning coffee. Fuck, I missed having Ivy’s body snuggled into mine the night before. When I’d asked her to stay over at the club, she was adamant about returning to Ma and Pa’s.

“Climb on the back Baby Girl.”

As she did my bidding, Ivy patted me on the shoulder causing me to frown. There was something different about the redhead, which was niggling at me.

The house I drew up to is an old imposing three-story building, set back just on the outskirts of New Orleans. It was only after I had punched in the security number at the entrance gate, that Ivy’s body became a little stiff, moving away from mine as she surveyed her surroundings. When I park the bike, Ivy doesn’t wait before she jumps off the back and comes to stand in front of me.

“Where are we?”

“It’s a friend’s house. Less intrusive than a hotel Ivy.”

“I thought we were staying at a hotel?”

“And I want you to myself.”

By now, I’ve dismounted the bike, removed my helmet, and collected both of our backpacks from the bike pannier. As I move towards the stairs, locating the key from my pocket, Ivy remained by the bike.

“Ivy what do you think is going to happen to you here.”

The smile Ivy threw in my direction reaches her eyes, giving her an impish look. My heart stopped beating and my cock came to life. Would I ever have enough of this woman?

“Well Dec, I thought you were going to ravish me.”

As she finishes delivering her come back, Ivy dances up the steps, her hand coming to link in mine. Yep, she was in a strange mood this morning. Not one for questioning Ivy’s demeanor, I gave her hand a squeeze as I opened the door, rushing the woman inside.

“Wow Dec, this place is something.”

With a sharp bite into my lip, I prevented the chuckle, which nearly escaped. Ivy had no idea what was in store for her here, or what this place had hidden. The cock, which had slowly been coming to life, was now fully hard and pounding against my zipper.

“Whose house is this?”

“It’s Oscar’s.”

“From Sour Mash.”

“Yep.”

Ivy lets go of my hand as she goes to stand in the middle of the hall. Her head swinging from side to side as she took in the ornate decorations. The large staircase with its wrought iron banister. The house was old, and timeless, yet the décor had a twist of contemporary blended within.

“It’s beautiful Dec.”

“Come on let me show you the bedroom.”

Ivy followed me up the winding staircase, her hand once more linking with mine. The bedroom I led Ivy into was bathed in the midday sun, a slight breeze, causing the viola at the French doors to flutter when I opened them. The balcony was surrounded with more wrought ornate iron railings. The king size bed filled the room and had been designed for what I wanted. Ivy was lying on the bed, and I came over and crawled on top of her.

“Well, it’s gorgeous.”

Unable to resist the awe in Ivy’s voice, I planted a kiss on her nose, and as I jumped off the bed, I gave her ass a slap.

“Let’s raid the kitchen.”

Ivy joined me at the door and with another giggle, she ran down the stairs, I wasn’t far behind her, and although with my longer strides I could have passed her with ease, I let Ivy win the impromptu race. Only too happy to watch her ass wiggle.

Again, the kitchen was a twist of modern and tradition.

“Sit down Ivy.”

Ivy went over to the farmhouse table to sit on one of the large oak chairs, her eyes never moved from me as I went to the large steel fridge and collected the ingredients for a sandwich and a couple of bottles of soda. As we chewed on our sandwiches, we chatted and Ivy’s giggles were twisting me up on the inside. I needed a distraction and we needed to talk.

“Are you up for a walk?”

Ivy’s eyes darted towards the large kitchen window and she quickly swallowed the bread she was chewing on, nodding her head as she took a mouthful of the brown soda. Quiet, reserved and always up for an adventure that was my Ivy. While we strolled round the garden, like an old couple, stopping every now and again as Ivy bent to smell the orchids and roses, the afternoon soon drifted into early evening.

“Ivy.”

“Erm?”

“Are you glad you came?”

“Dec this place is beautiful. Yeah, I’m glad I came.”

Ivy’s face has lifted up towards the sun, as she soaks in the rays. Her eyes are closed and I wonder what she is thinking.

“Ivy.”

“Yeah.”

“There’s something else I want to show you.”

Ivy was off the bench, brushing garden dust off the shorts she is wearing, her hand reaching out to mine and that smile was back on her face. One tug from me, and Ivy would be on my knee, where I want her. Instead, I let Ivy pull me up and dragged her into my arms as we turned back to the house.

When I led Ivy back into our bedroom, there was a slightly disappointed expression on her face. Unable to prevent myself and because of the look on Ivy’s face, I kissed her on the nose.

“Dec?”

“Close your eyes Ivy.”

Ivy frowned at me, then took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Silently I opened one of the doors in the bedroom and gently guided Ivy into the hidden room.

“You can open your eyes now.”

Ivy’s awe and shocked expression have me wanting her naked and bending over the horse, which was placed in the middle of the room.

“Dec. Is Oscar into the scene as well?”

I had let someone in Oscar’s most dangerous secret and Ivy had to understand.

“Ivy, no matter what happens between us. You cannot ever breathe a word about this place. If you do…”

I didn’t finish the sentence. I didn’t need to. Ivy gave a nod of her head as she came further into the room and slowly began to explore it.

“Damn it, Dec your room at the club is nothing compared to this.”

In her hand, Ivy is holding a small flogger; gently she is slapping it against her hand. Damn the girl had no idea what she was doing to me. Next, she dropped the flogger and moved over to the St Andrews Cross and gaped at it.

“I’ve seen a picture of this. I knew we didn’t have a romantic weekend away Dec. But seeing all this stuff. It’s kind of both exciting and scary at the same time.”

As I reach Ivy, I cup her hips, and bring her body in close to mine.

“You have your safe words. Do you remember them?”

“Yes.”

Her answer is barely above a whisper.

“Tell me.”

“Pumpkin, if I want to talk. Unicorn if I want to stop.”

“Good girl. Now ring Cassie and let her know where you are.”

“Why, everyone knows I came away with you.”

“But no-one knows where.”

With my best Dom face, Ivy pulled her cell from her pocket and spent the next fifteen minutes speaking to Cassis. As she finished her call, she turned to me, the laughter back on her face.”

“You’re a worrywart Declan Gallagher.”

“And you have to trust me. And I have to earn it.”

Ivy nods her head again as she continues to stroll around the room, coming to stop at the horse. Her hands playing with the restraints on the legs. Next, she went over to the drawers and began to pull them open, her gasps becoming louder, as she came across vibrators and butt plugs still in their wrappers, a selection of unopened lubrications, clamps, and more handcuffs. Finally, she settled on a variety of condoms. When she finished exploring, Ivy came over to me, placing her hands on my arms.

“Dec I know what I’m doing. We’ve talked about it often enough, and I’ve done some research.”

This time there was a giggle as she continued to speak.

“I’ve even bought a couple of know how to books and read them.”

With each word and look Ivy gave me, she was shackling me to her. Rules were meant to be broken, and I wasn’t losing Ivy over a couple she had made at the beginning of our relationship.

“Go and get ready Ivy and wait by the bed for me.”

I needed time alone. To compose myself. While Ivy was gone and although I knew the room was clean, I wiped everything down with a cleaning fluid. It didn’t take me long to have the room prepared how I wanted it.

By the time I return to the bedroom, Ivy is sitting on the bed, wearing a white toweling bathrobe; her red hair was tumbling down her back. With regret, I walked over to my goddess and pulled her hair back, until I had made a tight ponytail.

“Remove the robe Baby Girl.”