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her clit, and as she slips a hand around the back of my neck and pulls me to her, kissing me like I ain’t ever been kissed before, I push four fingers inside her and rub her clit with the heel of my palm until she comes like an angel all over my hand. And I keep my fingers inside her until the spasms subside and her body slows down, and then I pull out. And I walk away.
She gives great sex.
But that’s all I want her for tonight.
Chapter Six
Izzi
Something feels different today. I woke up and he wasn’t there and I was glad, because I can’t forget what he said last night; how he accused me of still having feelings for Mack, of still wanting Mack. And I still don’t know whether I’m angry because I still think he might have hit a nerve, or because I saw a side of him that I didn’t like. I don’t know. And then I remember the things Mack said to me yesterday, and I know that even if I did still feel anything for him, it would be pointless. Too many things stand in our way now. Too much has happened. We can’t go back, even if we wanted to. And then I feel my stomach jolt up into my throat as something hits me; a realization I hadn’t thought of before. What if Mack does still want me? What if he only said those things to me because he knows we can’t ever be together. Is he trying to push me away because he has to? Because it would be dangerous to do anything else? And I don’t even know why I’m thinking about this, I don’t want Mack Slayer anymore, I don’t need him. And he doesn’t need me. He doesn’t. So, whatever he’s doing, I think he’s probably doing it to keep us both safe.
I turn into the compound and pull up in front of the clubhouse. I needed a ride this morning, to clear my head. To think straight. And as I climb off my bike and lay my helmet down on the seat, I hear Mack’s voice, and I look over towards the small workshop over on the other side of the yard. He’s talking to Hal, who’s busy working on one of the many Harleys the club members ride, and I watch as Mack says something and Hal shakes his head and Mack throws his back in an almost exasperated manner. And then I turn away as Mack starts to stride across the compound towards the clubhouse, and as he walks past I keep my head down because I can’t look at him. I don’t want to, because I don’t need the confusion, neither of us do. He said what he did for a reason. And I think he’s right – we need to keep our distance, for both our sakes.
Mack
I head straight to my room at the back of the clubhouse and close the door behind me, leaning back against it and closing my eyes as it hits me. The decision I have to make, I wasn’t sure before, but I am now. I know what I have to do, what I need to do. And I’m fucking terrified, yeah, men with guns don’t bother me but this – this is something I ain’t ever done before, I don’t know this ; what I might actually have to do.
I pull a cigarette from my cut pocket and light up, taking a deep drag before I take out my phone and punch in her number. It rings out, and I hang up and try again. She ain’t answering, and I feel everything from anger to frustration and something else I gotta control because the time ain’t right yet. I can’t do this, yet. But I need to talk to her. I gotta do that before I do anything else. But she ain’t fucking answering. I hang up a second time, then try again but I’m getting nothing.
‘Shit!’
I throw the phone down onto the bed and sink to the floor, dragging my hands back through my hair. This girl’s got me so messed-up I don’t know what I’m doing no more. And I vowed that’d never happen again, that I wouldn’t let her do that, again. So I can either change all that, or I can make sure that what I need to happen is brought forward, so we can all move on. All of us…
Izzi
I couldn’t answer his call. I don’t want this to happen, it can’t. He doesn’t get to
She gives great sex.
But that’s all I want her for tonight.
Chapter Six
Izzi
Something feels different today. I woke up and he wasn’t there and I was glad, because I can’t forget what he said last night; how he accused me of still having feelings for Mack, of still wanting Mack. And I still don’t know whether I’m angry because I still think he might have hit a nerve, or because I saw a side of him that I didn’t like. I don’t know. And then I remember the things Mack said to me yesterday, and I know that even if I did still feel anything for him, it would be pointless. Too many things stand in our way now. Too much has happened. We can’t go back, even if we wanted to. And then I feel my stomach jolt up into my throat as something hits me; a realization I hadn’t thought of before. What if Mack does still want me? What if he only said those things to me because he knows we can’t ever be together. Is he trying to push me away because he has to? Because it would be dangerous to do anything else? And I don’t even know why I’m thinking about this, I don’t want Mack Slayer anymore, I don’t need him. And he doesn’t need me. He doesn’t. So, whatever he’s doing, I think he’s probably doing it to keep us both safe.
I turn into the compound and pull up in front of the clubhouse. I needed a ride this morning, to clear my head. To think straight. And as I climb off my bike and lay my helmet down on the seat, I hear Mack’s voice, and I look over towards the small workshop over on the other side of the yard. He’s talking to Hal, who’s busy working on one of the many Harleys the club members ride, and I watch as Mack says something and Hal shakes his head and Mack throws his back in an almost exasperated manner. And then I turn away as Mack starts to stride across the compound towards the clubhouse, and as he walks past I keep my head down because I can’t look at him. I don’t want to, because I don’t need the confusion, neither of us do. He said what he did for a reason. And I think he’s right – we need to keep our distance, for both our sakes.
Mack
I head straight to my room at the back of the clubhouse and close the door behind me, leaning back against it and closing my eyes as it hits me. The decision I have to make, I wasn’t sure before, but I am now. I know what I have to do, what I need to do. And I’m fucking terrified, yeah, men with guns don’t bother me but this – this is something I ain’t ever done before, I don’t know this ; what I might actually have to do.
I pull a cigarette from my cut pocket and light up, taking a deep drag before I take out my phone and punch in her number. It rings out, and I hang up and try again. She ain’t answering, and I feel everything from anger to frustration and something else I gotta control because the time ain’t right yet. I can’t do this, yet. But I need to talk to her. I gotta do that before I do anything else. But she ain’t fucking answering. I hang up a second time, then try again but I’m getting nothing.
‘Shit!’
I throw the phone down onto the bed and sink to the floor, dragging my hands back through my hair. This girl’s got me so messed-up I don’t know what I’m doing no more. And I vowed that’d never happen again, that I wouldn’t let her do that, again. So I can either change all that, or I can make sure that what I need to happen is brought forward, so we can all move on. All of us…
Izzi
I couldn’t answer his call. I don’t want this to happen, it can’t. He doesn’t get to
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