“Tomorrow we’ll be heading for the club for lockdown. I don’t want you to leave anything behind.”
“I won’t.” She pushed his jacket back off his shoulders then worked at his shirt. At the same time, Butch started to remove her clothes. It was a frenzy to get their clothes off. She didn’t care. Cheryl craved the feel of him inside her, f**king her.
They collapsed together in the bed. Butch reached down, gripping his c**k and sliding it through her wet folds. She was soaking wet, turned on, and needed him inside.
“Please, don’t torture me. Just f**k me, Butch. I need you.”
He slid his c**k down to her entrance. In one quick thrust he was seated inside her to the hilt. There was nothing between them, skin to skin.
Butch stared down into her eyes. Neither of them moved. Her hands were laid on his arms. Their bodies pulsed in a rhythm of their own.
“You feel so f**king good,” he said. Seconds later he dropped his head down and took her lips.
Cheryl opened her lips for his searching tongue. Nothing stood between them. Her body awakened underneath his.
His tongue slid inside in time with the strokes of his cock. Butch filled her pu**y completely. He gripped her hip as he slid in as deep as he could go.
The point of pain and pleasure met sending her into an earth-shattering cl**ax. She didn’t want to come down from the peak. Butch wouldn’t let her. He drove into her hard, making the headboard slam against the wall with each thrust. Holding onto him, she didn’t need anything else other than him.
“I love you, Cheryl. I will always love you.” He slammed inside her one final time. His c**k jerked, and she felt his seed pulsing inside her. “I’m going to marry you, and we’re going to have so many children you’re never going to forget about me,” he said.
“Is that a promise?” she asked, loving him all the more.
“Yes.”
“You’ve got to make me a deal,” she said.
“What?”
“You can never leave The Skulls again. They’re in your blood, Butch. I know Tiny’s pissed you off by making you wait, but please, think about it.”
Butch let out a sigh. “Baby, I love you and I love the club, but I’ll do what I think is best for us. You’ve got my loyalty, and so does Matthew. I will do everything in my power to earn back the loyalty of the club.”
Cheryl was pleased Butch saw the truth. The Skulls was his home as much as she was. Wrapping her arms around her man, she pushed all the bad thoughts aside and focused on the here and now. She loved Butch and would do everything in her power to make him happy.
****
Butch stared down at his woman. She looked so beautiful and at peace in her sleep. Putting his jacket on, he locked up the house on his way out into the night. He needed to walk to clear his head. He wore the leather jacket that Cheryl liked, loving the feel of it against his skin. Alex had called him earlier to meet back at the clubhouse. He loved being back at The Skulls, even if he wasn’t a full member yet, and knew this was going to be his future. Before they could relax all of them needed to take care of Gonzalez, and the only way to do that was to work together as a family like they had with every other enemy.
Alex was waiting for him in the car.
“What’s all this about?” Butch asked.
“I’ve got to ask you for a favor,” Alex said. He turned toward him, and Butch knew that stare.
Blowing out a breath, Butch threw his hands out. “Fine, what is it?”
“You’ve recently been out of The Skulls. You quit the club, and to a lot of people your loyalty is divided, or at least to a lot of the outsiders your loyalty appears divided. Only we know that you begged to come back to the club. Gonzalez doesn’t know that you begged to come back to the club before he took Cheryl and Matthew.”
He frowned, staring at his friend. Even though they had their differences they were still friends. Alex was Matthew’s father, and Butch had served in The Skulls alongside Alex. All of their issues had been settled.
“What I’m about to ask you is going to stay between us.”
“What is it?” Butch asked.
“The club is in danger, and so is my son. Everything we hold dear is riding on some crazy ass**le with needs. I’m going to ask you to trust me, Butch, not because of our past together in the club but because I’m putting the safety and trust of my son in your hands,” Alex said.
Glancing back at the clubhouse, Butch knew he wasn’t going to like the suggestion.
“Tell me what you need,” Butch said.
“No one else will know. None of the club members know I’m here, not even Tiny. He’s going to use your wedding to lure in the Chaos Bleeds crew. Until then, I need you to turn to the other side,” Alex said.
“What do you mean?”
“Become a spy for us. Go to Gonzalez with a deal. You’re the intel for our club and in return you get safety for Cheryl and Matthew.”
Butch shook his head. “You’re f**king crazy. That’s breaking loyalty, which I’m trying to earn back. You’re insane. You’re going to turn me into a snitch? Everything we hate about the club?”
He’d never tell secrets of the club.
“Gonzalez has full control over both our clubs, Butch. He knows when we piss, shit, and f**k.”
“I do this and something happens to you, I’m f**ked. I won’t get out alive.”
“But Cheryl and Matthew stay protected. We both have our asses here, Butch. I’ve got no other kids. Matthew is all I’ve got, and I’m not going to let him die because I wouldn’t do what was needed,” Alex said.
“This is dangerous.”
“How much do you love your woman, Butch? Is she worth risking your own life and looking to turn on the club? You’re not turning your back on the club, only looking like you are to take this f**ker out.”
Butch climbed out of the car. “Stay the f**k away from me,” Butch said, glaring at him. He stopped and turned to look at Alex. It was a crazy assed plan, one that he didn’t like, and one that he knew was wrong. “You want me to feed information to Gonzalez about what the clubs are doing? Chaos Bleeds and The Skulls?”
“Yes, I’ll tell you what to feed him. It will be controlled information from me,” Alex said. “He holds all of the cards. We don’t have a chance of winning this unless we’re willing to play dirty.”
“Get Tiny to sign off on it.”