Page 70 of Taming the Bear
I look at Joe and wink at him. “I love you,” I mouth to him.
The Bear
I’m anxious to see how Chantal is going to handle a party of this magnitude. Once a month or so, the club throws a party at an abandoned warehouse and we charge for people to get in. The money that is raised is going to be donated to a charity that we elected.
This year, we have decided to donate the money to a rehab center. With everyone that we’ve lost and everyone that has gotten greedy with drugs, we decided to give back to help those who suffer from addiction.
Even though the pain from what happened with Dana has subsided, I will always carry her with me. I will always remember how she suffered and allowed drugs to rule and ruin her life. I can’t let anyone else go through this.
“Chantal, are you almost ready?” I ask through the door.
For some reason, she wanted to get ready in my room at the clubhouse and she’s kicked me out so I can’t see her. Thoughts of her naked body inside of my room and her womanly scent all over my room flood my mind and spread to my dick.
I have zero blood flow going to my head.
“Yeah, just give me a second!” She calls through the door.
I smirk to myself as I think of something smart ass to say. “I didn’t know we were getting married!” I yell.
That “m” word makes me twitch and I feel the imaginary noose tighten around my neck. I shake off that feeling and concentrate on how fucking awesome this party is going to be.
Chantal giggles inside the room and I’ve had enough. I’m done waiting and I open the door to see my girl. “Fuck me.”
Her pink hair has silver streaks through it now and it’s all messy in that hot way it is after I fuck her. Ruby red lipstick is spread on her lips and her makeup is darker than normal. My eyes scan the rest of her body and I see my jacket on her. My patch is on the back and everyone knows that she’s mine. A pair of tighter than sin ripped jeans on her legs.
“No,” I state and walk over to her put she puts her hand out to stop me. “You can’t wear that.”
She giggles and tosses her hair back. “I can and I am. Let’s go,” she quips.
“No! You can’t be this fuckin’ hot and expect to me to keep my cool and not kill all of my brothers for lookin’ at you.” I take a deep breath and adjust my harder than fuck dick in front of her.
“I worked hard to look like this. I’m not wearing anything bad.”
I run over to her and place my hands on her hips to pull her into me. Not only do I thrust my dick against her lower stomach, I fist her hair. “I’m going to tell you why it’s bad, baby. I’m hard just looking at you and all of my brothers are goin’ to be checkin’ you out the whole night. Do you really want my to go to prison for killin’ those bastards?” I’m being unfair but I don’t give a shit.
Chantal places her hands on my shoulders and she leans in to give me an air kiss on my lips. “I look fine and we’re going to be late. Jen is meeting me there.”
Before I can even pull her back, she’s sashayed out of my hold and to the door. “Are you coming?” She taunts and winks at me.
“Not yet but I better by the end of the night.”
Chantal
The thing I love most about riding with Joe is being pressed against his back like I’m a baby chimp. I love being so close to him and feeling the amount of trust that I give him every time he takes me on this bike. It’s a refreshing feeling of giving the control over to this man.
By the time we get to the warehouse where the fundraiser is being held, I’m shaking with excitement. I’m so excited to be here and to wear The Bear’s property patch.
Joe stops and parks the bike in front of the warehouse and hops off first like he always does. Then he reaches over me to pick me up by my hips to get me off of the bike. My feet hit the ground and I purposefully rub myself against him more.
“There you are!” Jen shouts from the door. “Get your asses up here so we can fucking party!”
I giggle and then take Joe’s hand to drag him into the warehouse. It’s decorated with the colors and banners of the organization that they are raising money for and I feel proud that my man put this together. There’s a sea of leather jackets and the colors of all of the brothers throughout and I smile.
“You did a great job,” I whisper over to Joe and kiss him on his cheek. “This is a great turn out.”
Jen nods her head and barges into my hand that is clasping Joe’s. “Yeah, you did, lover boy. They have already raised over twenty-five thousand dollars!” She squeals.
“Holy shit!” I yell out in happiness.
