Page 7 of Property Of Nicky

I run my fingers softly up and down over the material, getting a lay of the promise land before I go in and explore the actual terrain. Her whimpered gasps let me know how sensitive she is, which drives me crazy. When I know she needs more, I slide under her panties and make direct contact with perfection. She is bare except for a small patch of soft curls sitting at the top, right above her very swollen clit.

I brush my nails through those soft hairs and tell her how much I love that she has them. “So fucking sexy, babe.” Some guys like clean shaven and some guys like hair on their pussy.I just like anything that has to do with this girl who’s got me wound so tight I may be going off in my pants before my dick even gets played with.

I run my fingers down through her folds and over her slick lips. Then I bring them back up to her pulsing clit and play like an excited kid on a jungle gym. I play until I’ve got her all worked up, out of breath and ready to explode. Then I run my fingers right back down to her entrance. Once again, I move into her ear and tell her what I want.

“Spread your legs, babe. I need to feel inside you. I want to fuck you with my fingers until your juices are running down my wrist.”

Her legs part without hesitancy, as another needy moan leaves her mouth, and I get exactly what I want. I press my fingers into her entrance and find her channel slick with need. If I finger-fuck her too hard, the people around me will no doubt hear the noise, so I hold off. Instead of giving her a fast, hard fucking, which I definitely will be doing later, I crook my fingers forward and pull on her special little spot tucked up inside. And damn does my girl not disappoint. She grips onto my chest and her body starts to quiver and shake as her head falls to my shoulder.

“That’s it, baby. Give it to me. Show me how good it feels.” I apply more pressure to her G-spot and feel her squirt, and my cock responds with his own cum. I’m seriously about to blow my load just from the feel of her.

I feel her walls tighten around my fingers and that’s when I go in for the final plunge and press my thumb down on her clit as I stroke her to her breaking point. Her nails claw into my shirt as her body begins to shudder in pleasure. Her sounds are thankfully muffled in my chest with her lips pressed firmly against me. And the feel of her juices, along with knowing I’mthe one giving her the orgasm, has my hand reaching for my zipper. I need to get a grip on my cock.

“Everything okay, Nick?” Joe’s voice comes from behind my shoulder and my girl freezes up in my arms while my fingers reluctantly tug my zipper back in place. Nicky’s obviously nervous we’ve just been caught in the act, but there’s nothing for anyone to have seen other than what looks to be me holding and comforting her.

“Just offering her some comfort.” I look over toward Joe. “Not every day your twin sister gets married.” I give her a wink, choosing my words carefully because lying is something I detest. But I’m not about to spill the beans of what was just happening, and judging by Joe’s smile, I’m positive she and Riff are none the wiser to what Nick and I were really just doing. I’m also thankful they didn’t show up sooner because my girl definitely would have put a stop to the fun we were having had that been the case.

“You guys haven’t eaten yet?” Joe asks, as she takes her seat. I quickly pull my girl’s face up to get a look at her, and silently check in to see if she’s okay. She nods, and my other hand slowly pulls from where it was tucked away.

“No, we were talking,” I answer Joe’s question and swipe at my nose so I can get the scent of my girl on my fingers. And damn does it take everything in me not to groan when I do— or put my fingers in my mouth and suck off her flavor. “Besides…” I smile. “We wanted to wait for you two to eat. You guys take inventory while you were back there?”

Now Joe is the one blushing, and Riff looks damn amused and proud of himself as he takes his seat. Guess he got what he wanted. And damn is my dick envious of the fucker. I’m aching something fierce.

I gesture for the waiter to come over, and let him know we’re ready for the food now. Then I sit back and watch as my girl gets wrapped up in conversation with her sister. The girls areentertaining to listen to. They finish each other’s sentences. And by the end of dinner, I’m a strong believer in the whole twin connection thing, because these girls have a bond like nothing else I’ve ever seen before.

CHAPTER 4

Nicky

JoeJoe once again gets swept up into a giant man’s arms for a hug as another member of the club comes over to congratulate her and tell her how happy he is for her. It touches my heart to see how much love these people have for my sister and how protective they are over her. They truly do treat her as if she’s one of their own. In fact, all the men are like that with all the women in the room. And even with each other. It really does feel like they’re all one big happy family. A family with some seriously superior genes because every man in the room is tall, strong, and sexy as all get out, and every female in the room is absolutely stunning.

I turn to the sexy man to my left who hasn’t taken his eyes off of me throughout dinner. The look on his face has me thinking about his fingers and the most incredible orgasm he gave me. I have to shake the thought away before I grab for his hand and put it under my dress again. “Why did you join the club, Trigger?” I ask, needing a safe topic of conversation to distract myself with.

His eyes turn thoughtful and almost sad, and I worry I’ve asked too personal of a question.

“You don’t have to answer that if you don’t want to,” I quickly add, hoping I haven’t upset him.

He reaches for my hand under the table and locks our fingers together, shaking his head. “Nah, babe. You can ask me anything. I was just thinking that the reason I joined the club isn’t the reason I stayed. I joined because I wanted to find the guy that murdered my dad and get my revenge on the fucker. I didn’t know the Savage Knights other than what I’d heard through rumors, and I knew that if anyone was going to help me find the lowlife scum, they would.” He shakes his head with a grimace on his face because like he told me earlier, they still haven’t found the man who killed his father.

“But I stayed, not because that job hasn’t been accomplished yet, but because I learned pretty early on that these men don’t just want to make the streets safer for the kids that live in this town, but they’re brothers. They took me in with my angry lost soul, and helped bring me back to life. They healed me and became my family.”

Once again, it seems like the perfect word to describe the club.Family.

“I know they’ll always have my back. And I know where their hearts are at. These men are good, babe. Through and through. They believe in good and they fight for justice. And even if our ways of handling things aren’t always on the right side of the law, our intentions are right in line with the law. So that’s why I’m still here, and always will be.”

I’m not sure what he means about “right side of the law,” but just as I’m about to ask, a clanking sound erupts around the room, signaling that it’s time for the speeches. The room goes quiet as Axle, the president of the MC, gets up and goes first.Addressing both of his two brothers and their soon-to-be wives, and once again using that word: family.

When it’s my turn to give my speech, I nervously stand from my chair and feel all the eyes in the room focused in on me. I look across the table to Joe, and her smile gives me the confidence I need to begin.

“I’ve never been good at this talking in front of people thing so please just bear with me.” I give a quick glance around the room, but immediately find my sister again so I don’t lose my nerve.

“Sis…” I barely get the word out and already feel the emotion clogging my throat. I take a deep breath and try to push on. “I’m not even sure where to start, Joe, or what to say, and maybe that’s because there’s too much I want to say. But I’m going to keep this short and sweet. Mainly because I’m not a big fan of bawling my eyes out in public either.”

I pause as my nerves get the best of me and the tears I just mentioned blur my vision. There’s a brush against my skin as Trigger’s hand moves up to brace the back of my leg, holding me up in more ways than one, offering me the comfort I desperately need. It’s amazing how one simple touch from him can calm my nerves and soothe my soul, and with his support, I’m able to find my words again and continue.

“When you first told me about moving in with the Savage Knights, you know how much I was worried. I was worried because I didn’t want to see you get hurt. I was worried because my baby sister”—I wink as she rolls her eyes at me. I’m only older than her by two minutes but I love teasing her—“was going to be living in a house full of men that would see you as nothing other than a piece of hot meat. But now, I realize, I was so wrong for ever having the thought. Because I see now how this truly is a family, just like you told me it was. And one you’re definitely apart of. They care about you, Joe; it is so obvious what you mean to them.”

I look up and glance around the room full of big, lethal-looking men who all seem dangerous on the outside but are nothing but teddy bears on the inside, especially the one sitting right by my side and giving my leg a gentle squeeze of reassurance.

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