Inferno & The Good Girl:  (Brothers of Devils Comfort MC) (19 page)

Driving
in to the parking lot of the pizza place, I feet my face going red as
I remember the phone sex we
had during the
week. At how hard I had climaxed from the sound of Inferno’s
voice. New rule from Inferno, if we are not together at night, one
of us has to ring other person, then we would have phone sex. That
man was a sex junkie, who is turning me into one. It wasn
’
t
the same as actually having him with me or in me. But to hear his
voice as he talked dirty to was enough to get me off. Shit, now my
panties are getting wet and it
’
s
going to be several hours before I
’
m
with Inferno or before we get play at being adults.

Tommy
picks a seating area near the window. As he places his body next to
the window, looks out on to the world, the expression on his face
unreadable. Since moving in with us, he has become more relaxed and
at ease, finally settling down after the episode with his dad. We
are still testing each other’s boundaries, each time he will
push a little further.

Inferno
wants us to move in with him and I am not yet ready for that. I love
Inferno, always have, always will. Yet its still early days, I also
have Tommy to consider. Child Protection Services are taking their
time and are due out for another home visit this week. I am not
ashamed of my relationship with Inferno, however, I know what
bureaucracy is like. Knowing I will have to tread carefully, due to
his association with the M.C. I will not do anything which might
jeopardize my case.

Then
there is the sex, sometime Inferno would pummel so hard in to me that
the bed would bang against the wall, the paper and wall a testament
to this, having being damaged by the headboard, knocking against the
solid surface.

Settling
down next to Tommy, I laugh
“
Good
practice.
”

“
Yep
the best, we
’
re doing well, are you
three coming to the game next week,
” he asks, including
Inferno in our group.

“
Try
and stop us
”
Dad jokes back.

The
place is buzzing and everyone is happy, as players and friends walk
past us they high-five Tommy. It is a good lunch, which soon ends,
making our way to the car. As we approach, I spot Eddie Bale
’
s
pickup, parked next to our vehicle and slowly he climbs out his own
vehicle. He still has not cleaned himself up, he steps in our
direction, stopping our progress.

Passing
the car keys
“
Go wait in the car,
Tommy, dad.
”

“
We
’
re
not leaving you with him,
”
Dad
argues.

“
I
can handle this
”
Iwhisper to him. I
don
’
t want to upset Tommy and we have
an audience, people who are in the process of going into the pizza
place, have stopped and are now staring at us. Other spectators,
coming out. Then there are the ones that didn
’
t
either stop or look, but hurried past. These people, have stood by
while Tommy was being abused by his father, turning the other cheek,
and now they wanted to know what Eddie Bale was going to do.

Instead
of going to the car as requested, I feel dad stretch himself up to
his five foot nine.

“
I
want my son back, bitch.
”

Standing
my ground, “Its Not going to happen, Mr Bale, Tommy
’
s
staying with me; I
’
ve got
guardianship of him.
”

“
You
won’t have it for long slut, the way you
’
re
carrying on with that motorcycle gang, he
’
ll
soon be back home where he belongs.
”

“
Boy,
get in the truck now.”

Tommy
is jumping from foot to foot not sure what to do. He
is
staring at me, a frown creasing his forehead as he chews
his lip.

I
’
m
refusing to raise to the bait, although I
’
m
hurt by the name calling.
“
Tommy get
in my car.
”
I tell him again, once
more passing the car keys, This time he takes them, reluctantly.

“
Keep
you filthy mouth shut
”
Dad is now in
Eddie
’
s face, none to happy at
hearing how his daughter is been described.

Spitting
as he spoke
“
You think I
’
m
going to let that slut bring up my son and turn him in to a
criminal?
”
Poking my father in the
chest, For fifty four, dad
’
s in
pretty good shape and health. Tommy
’
s
dad is twenty years younger and thinks Dad is an easy target to be
bullied.

As
the argument continues, I become aware of the sounds of roaring
motorcycle engines. They even sound angry I think to myself, as they
turn on to the street. Heading towards us, I spot the Devils Comfort
MC.

“
Think
you
’
ve been warned to keep way Eddie
”
this comes from Inferno as he throws his leg over the saddle of the
Harley, removing his helmet, cut, jacket, revealing his inked
muscled arms and his sunglasses, passing them to Linc. My old man is
in peacock mode, and he is not going to take any shit, from anyone.

Eddie
has since stepped back from Dad and me. His eyes apprehensive,
knowing what
’
s gong to happen next.

Would
this be a fair fight, no, Inferno is better-built. He lives life by a
different code. He is much rougher then Eddie and I know there is
nothing I could do to stop it.

Without
warning, Inferno draws his arm back and lands a fist in Eddie’s
face. Quickly they are in full-scale fight. Eddie ends up flat on
his back, and Inferno has him straddled. , Blow after blow. Linc,
Fudge, Tabby, Dec, Trax and the others have formed a protective
circle round us to prevent onlookers from seeing what was happening,
and at the same time, they do not interfere with the fight.

Reaching
his full height,
“
Leave my fucking
family alone. You don’t come nowhere near either of them.
Tommy, Baby Blu or Ted, you got that motherfucker. They are out of
bounds to you.” With a kick to Eddie
’
s
side, “You hear me
”
With one
more kick to his side.

“
You
keep your filthy mouth shut and respect them,
”
This is said as Inferno points to where Tommy and I are standing. By
now, Eddie is whimpering, curled up in a tight ball, and with a
slight nod of his head, he shows his agreement.

Now
that the fight is over, the bikers disperse and start clambering back
on to their Harleys. The crowd that had been gathering start to
dwindle down to just a few on lookers.

Without
a backward glance, Inferno comes to where Dad and I are standing;
linking his arms round me. As he pulls me towards him in a hug,
gently he kisses my forehead.

“
You
OK?
”

By
know my body is throbbing in anger.

“
No
I
’
m not ok, I could have handled
that, I don
’
t need you to fight for
me. I can handle Eddie and any problems he throws my way
”
Pushing my hair away from my face. each time I speak I get a mouthful
of it. I look up at Inferno, whose body has now gone stiff with
tension. His arms are no longer linked round my waist but resting on
my shoulders. His fingers digging in slightly, not hurting, but
making me aware that they are there. I lift my face up to his,
watching as his eyes blaze down at me. He is neither calm nor OK and
I have just set the fuse off again.

“
You
listen to me Baby Blu, that man
”
this
is said as he points his finger to the form of Eddie, who is still on
the ground.
“
Is a bully, he is going
after you, the way he is, because you are mine. When he insults you,
he insults me. Understand?
”

Nodding
my head and wanting to placate him, I smooth his arms and ego with my
hands and words

“
Yes
Inferno, I love you baby and I love the way you look after me.
”

With
a hug and a laugh
“
You sassing me
baby
”

Reaching
up to him, I give him a kiss on the mouth to show my thanks.

“
Oh
baby not know, I
’
ve got stuff to do,
but you can show me your appreciation later tonight
”
with that remark, he slaps me on the ass , ambling towards the
Harley.

Smiling
and giving myself a small hug, I turn towards my dad, linking our
arms.

“
Come
on, let’s go
”

Chapter 18

As
much as I love my job and the students, I love Fridays and the
weekends more. When I spend time with Inferno during the week, I am
sneaking out of the house in the evening when everyone has gone to
bed. Then I am sneaking in again in the early hours. I am behaving
like a teenager who as broke curfew. It is almost as if I am having
an illicit affair, even though everyone knows we were together. When
the weekend is hear, I am more open about the relationship.

As
I start clearing the desk, in preparation of leaving the office, my
phone vibrates and bounces. Idly I picked it up to check who has text
me, smiling when I see Inferno
’
s name
on the screen.

Inferno:
I heard you bought a new outfit last weekend?

Me:
Yep.

Since
getting back together, ‘Date Night’ has become a regular
event, which we dio once a month. I
had
bought the dress for
“
Date Night
”
which is tomorrow.

Inferno:
“
Is it sexy?
”

Me:
You
will
have to wait and see.

Inferno:
Wear it tonight and I
’ll
pick you up
after church.

Inferno:
No panties required.

Me:
No can do, the dress is for date night and tonight is not date
night.

Date
night was my night and I made all the arrangements.

Inferno:
Wear the red and black halter dress that you wore on our first date
night - no underwear required, but those lacy stocking will be a
treat.

Reading
his text, my pussy has started to twitch. Since we started having
phone sex, Inferno would send explicit texts and a couple of times he
has turned up at the school. Thankfully, my office has a door that
locks with its own bathroom, which was seeing a different kind of
action than was planned for it.

Me:
OK, see you after church. xxx

With
date night approaching, I
have already visited the
local beauty spa, getting pampered and waxed.
Still I have a
bath, smoother my body in a scented lotion and wash and dry my hair.
Looking in the bedroom mirror, I an more than happy with the result.

This
would be the first time I have ever gone out, wearing just a dress
and hold ups. These are different hold-ups with a criss cross design
pattern at the back, which I have matched up with a pair of black
stiletto shoes. As I put the final touches to my make up, I hear
Inferno’s Harley pulling in to the street. Before his has
completed parked outside the house, I am already at the door, pulling
on a jacket. Inferno, sist on his bike, removes his helmet and lets
out a low piecing whistle to show his appreciation of how I am
dressed.

“
You
want me to sit on the bike, dressed like this?
”
flushing my hand down my body.

“
Get
on the back baby and lean in close
”

“
Inferno,
I
’
m bare under this dress,
”
I gasp

With
a groan
“
I know, come on lets get
going.
”

“
I
’
m
bare Inferno
”
Widening my eyes,
hopping he
’
d get the message.