Warning: Smut.
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Bamby
SPOV
I jumped out of the car, a damn hybrid- my car was in the shop getting work done, so I was stuck with one from the yard. Juice and Jax were by the bikes watching Bobby as he talked to a woman inside. I recognised her as Precious, Bobby's ex wife. She used to hang around the club before things went south for them, she always had a soft spot for me.
"Hey." Juice grinned, stepping up to me.
I rested my hands on his chest as his wrapped around my waist. "Hey, Juicy." I smiled, looking up and kissing him quickly. "I got what you asked." I patted my handbag.
"Get out of my store. Get out!" Precious pushed Bobby.
"Looks like I got here just in time," I sighed, stepping towards the store.
"Don't make me hurt you. Get out!" Precious screamed.
"Precious," Jax tried to break the two of them up.
"I will kill you!" The crazy woman clocked Bobby on the jaw.
Juice caught Bobby as he stumbled back, while I pushed past them, standing in front of the crazy woman. I pushed the handbag into her chest. "Three grand. It's yours. Now shut up and get your old man. We need him to find my nephew. He's missing."
She looked at the bag and then at me before nodding. "I'll give him a call." She went to turn around before she stopped herself. "But keep Bobby out of here. Or I'll kill him." She warned.
"Done," I agreed, moving to Juice and Bobby, helping them walk over to the bikes.
...
"I hacked into as many local sources as possible. You got access to commercial and federal databases." The way Juice spoke to Precious' husband, getting all geeky, it turned me on. I don't know what it was, but the mixture of bad boy and brains just got me going.
"I need you to find this guy," Jax finished for Juice.
"We got a bigger obstacle. She's pissed." The guy nodded to Precious who stood i her shop. We all turned to her, seeing her stare back at us.
"Yes, she is," Bobby sighed. "Look, Scarlett gave her money."
"That doesn't matter. You think three grand is gonna cover it? Look, I got a high-risk bounty today. Arty Brand, ex-military. I'm running half speed." He gestured to his arm which was injured. "I was gonna hire a few guys."
"But if we do it you'll help us?" Jax suggested.
He took the picture from Juice, looking at Cameron. "I take half your day pay for running intell on Cameron Hayes- a.k.a. Timothy O'Dell. The other half of the cash, throw to Precious and the kids."
Bobby and Jax shared a look, nodding to one another before my brother turned back to the guy. "Deal."
JPOV
Ope, Jax and I got out of the car Scarlett was driving. We didn't want to ride our bikes and get the attention of the guy we were supposed to catch. So we had her park a couple stores away from the one we needed to go to, and would just walk up there from here.
"Stay in the car," Jax told Scarlett as he stood outside the car, leaning in the window. "Things get bad, call Bobby. I don't want you getting hurt."
She just rolled her eyes. "Hurry up and go before I decided to put the window up and decapitate you."
Jax shook his head, stepping away from the car, the three of us walking up to the store. It was a porn store... and I was suddenly extremely glad Scarlett was staying in the car.
Sergio- the bounty hunter- walked up to us. "Arty's in the jerk booth in back, number four."
"Okay." Jax nodded looking to Ope. "Hey, we'll take the skip. Make sue his buddies stay out front."
"Yeah," was all Ope said before we got to business.
Jax got out his gun, ready for action.
"I need this guy whole," Sergio explained, gesturing to the gun.
"Yeah." Jax shrugged before the two of us followed Sergio out the back, heading for the jerk booths.
We waited outside number four, Jax giving a little knock to get the guys attention. The door opened, all three of us pointing our guns at the guy.
"Sorry to step on your post-whack bliss, Arty, but you got a bounty on your head." Jax pushed him against the wall, where i then made sure he was unarmed, patting him down.
"Hey!" The guys from the front walked out.
Sergio shot at them as I ducked to the ground, Jax pulling Arty to him for a shield. We were at gun point with these two guys, none of us moving.
Suddenly Ope grabbed one of them, his gun at the other's head. "Drop it." they did as they were told. Ope hitting him in the head with his gun, putting him on the ground before shoving the other down next to his friend. "Get down," he ordered, before nodding to us. "I got them. Sorry."
With us distracted, Arty made a move, elbowing Jax in the rips. I stood, trying to block his path but he just shoved into me, sending me to the ground.
"Oh, shit," Jax groaned, as the three of us ran after Arty, Ope staying with the others.
He ran out of the building into the alleyway out back. Jax lifted his gun into the air, firing two shots to get the guys attention.
"No. Don't shoot him." Sergio stopped Jax. "It's over Arty."
Arty grinned, taking that as a sign that he could run off. Sergio shouldn't have told Jax not too shoot. Arty ran, about to cross the road when a car honked. He rolled on to the hood of the car, flying over the top of it before landing on the road.
"Damn hybrids. Dangerous." I nodded to Jax.
The car door opened, Scarlett getting out. "You think Clay will notice the dent." She looked to the hood of the car. Seeing as the hood was practically caved in, and the front window's glass smashed... there was no chance he wouldn't notice.
"Get lost. I can handle it from here," Sergio told us, not one for manners.
"Hey, I want something on Cameron Hayes by the end of the day." Jax ordered before looking to me. "Make sure that happens."
I nodded. "Yeah."
"Wanna lift back to Precious'?" Scarlett called as Ope joined us. We jumped into the damaged Hybrid, having no other way to get back to our bikes.
SPOV
Juice and I waited for the guys to come back to the clubhouse. Sergio told us he'd send over any information he finds, and that there was no reason for us to stick around. We'd been here for only a few minutes, the place clear of everyone, it was just Juice and myself...
We sat on the couch, my legs over his lap, in a heated make out session. As much as I knew he wanted more, if we were busted, it would be bad. The guys might know about us, but I was still their Princess. Juice's hand rested on my leg, rubbing it, slowly edging to the inside on my thigh. His tongue tangled with mine as he leaned forward, pressing me against the arm of the chair.
I pulled my lips away from his, only to have him attack my neck. "Juice. We can't do this, not here." I tried to sound strong but I was panting too much, on the verge of moans.
He shifted my legs off his lap, pulling my waist so I was lying on the couch. Grinning down at me, he moved so he was on top, between my legs. Lucky I'm wearing pants... I thought as his lips crashed back on to mine.
Desire and heat filled me, as I continued to fight it off. But as his hand slid under my shirt brushing my bare skin, and his leg pressed against my core, I could feel myself starting to give in.
The doors opened, all the guys except for Jax walking in.
"Bloody hell!" Chibs shook his head at us.
Clay just kept walking to the bar. "Get off my daughter before I throw you in the ring with Happy."
Juice was off me in an instant.
...
After Serg sent the photo through, of Cameron and Abel at the train station heading to Vancouver, I wanted nothing more than to go to bed. It was overwhelming, seeing the picture of my nephew after not knowing if he was okay...
The door opened, Juice kicking off his shoes and walking up to the bed. He grabbed the TV remote, turning on the movie that was already in the player. He crawled on to the bed, leaning over and kissing me before moving back.
He tugged of his cut, and pulled his shirt over his head, leaving him in just his pants. Hands behind his head, he got comfortable, leaning against the headboard watching the movie. I moved over, resting my head on his shoulder, glad I was back home, in bed with him.
His hand slipped under the blanket and brushed my leg, causing him to look down at me with a frown, seeming confused. "Are you wearing pants?"
I lifted the blanket, shaking my head. I wore my black lace trim camisole and black lace boyleg briefs. "Nope, just this." I threw the blanket away from me, revealing my bare legs.
Juice pounced on me at the sight, attacking my lips with his. I giggled against him, his hands working on taking his pants off with an impatient need. All the while, his lips moved to my jaw, where he nibbled on my skin. With his pants now gone, he moved to pull my shirt up, his hand brushing my skin, sending tingles all through my body, a burning desire following it along.
I sat up, pulling his underwear down, needing him.
He grinned, helping me before throwing the offending item away with the rest of the clothes. The only thing left now was my underwear. He did a quick job discarding them, resting himself between my legs once the clothes were gone.
He pushed in to me without hesitation, my eyes rolling back at the feel of him push deep into me.
"Oh, God!" he groaned, pumping in and out of me slowly.
My legs moved to wrap around his back, pulling him into me more. "Hard, Juice. Please." I begged, needing more of him.
Our rhythm quickened as he pounded into me, groaning in my ear. My nails dug into his back, my toes curling as every ounce of my being vibrated with a passion, an energy only Juice could create.
He shifted slightly, suddenly hitting a spot inside me that made my core tense with a need to release.
"Oh, God!" My body shook against him as he continued to slam into me. An explosion like feeling radiated from every inch of my body, ending at my core. Complete bliss followed.
He wasn't too far behind, seeming to be turned on by my climax, pumping into me one last time before reaching his own finish. He then collapsed on top of me, panting, our sweaty bodies hot against each other.
Once he had caught his breath, Juice turned over, pulling me with him so I lay on his chest, his arm around me. We didn't speak, just fell asleep like that, our bodies buzzing contently.
Bamby