I wake up to the sound of Filip's phone screaming from the nightstand. He doesn't flinch at first. Sleeping on my stomach, I turn my head toward the still body next to me.
"Hmmm Baby." I move against him, hoping he'll wake up. Stillness. "Filip, your fucking phone is ringing." a little more aggressive. He groans and reaches over me. His body covers me tightly as he grabs his phone. I'm suddenly very awake.
"Yeah." He answers as I maneuver underneath him, turning over.
He listens intently while I reach between our intertwined legs, wrapping my hand around his dick, massaging it gently. He pushes himself up so his chest is off of mine and stares down at me.
"Aye, I crashed somewhere else last night." He answers some question I didn't hear.
As he continues listening to whoever he's talking to, I inch him closer to me and pull him inside. He is trying hard to concentrate on the phone call. I grind my hips into him as he closes his eyes, trying to keep his breath and voice even.
"Yeah, yeah. Ok I'll be there in a bit." He says before slamming his phone shut and throwing it on the floor. "Jesus Christ Aubrey, couldn't wait five minutes?" I reach up, circling my lips around his nipple. His sharp intake tells me just how much he enjoys it. When I bite down hard, he pulls my hair back, grinning at me.
"Now yer in trouble." He laughs as he pulls out of me, leaving me restless and disappointed.
Before I can whine, he flips me over to my stomach and wraps his strong arm around my stomach, pulling me up to my knees before slamming into me. My head snaps back when he pulls a handful my hair, making me scream. He sinks his teeth into my shoulder. I cry out his name exploding around him. He keeps his hard pace crashing against me while my knees go weak. He leaves rough, eager bites across my upper back. That mixed with the impact is enough to quickly get me to the edge again.
He slams into me one last time, growling my name as we both fall into the mattress, gasping for breath. He slowly rolls off of me to his side. He places his hand on my lower back, massaging it gently. I turn to face him, laying my head across my arms.
"Damn, I could wake up like that more often." I smile up at him. He digs his fingernails into my hip and I already want him again. As I roll to my side to get closer to him, he shakes his head at me.
"Uh-uh lass. I gotta get outta here before one of your big brother's comes here huffing and puffing your house down. You gotta get this beautiful ass outta bed and go open TM for Gem." He slaps my ass firmly and I squeal with excitement.
"I gotta shower, think you could make it quick?" I ask him as I slide off the bed and walk to the bathroom. As I turn on the water, He's already behind me. I let the water run over me as he lifts me up, wrapping my legs around his waist and pushes me gently against the shower wall.
We're dressed and ready to go in no time. When I walk out of the bedroom in a pair of loose jeans and a baggy TM t-shirt, he stares at me.
"What's your problem?" I ask laughing as I grab my purse.
"Never thought I'd find ya sexy in that outfit but knowing what's underneath it's driving me insane." I blush at the compliment.
"You get outta here first, that way it doesn't look obvious. I'll head out as soon as I finish my coffee." I lift myself up on my toes and place a soft kiss on his lips. His hand goes straight to the small of my back and holds me close. I playfully push him out the door before we're both late.
On my way to my car, my phone rings. Opie's name flashes across the caller id.
"Good morning big brother." I greet him almost too happy. He doesn't notice.
"Hey Bree. You talked to dad this morning?" he asks
"No but I bet he's in town having breakfast. He usually is." I tell him. "Everything ok?"
"Yeah, just need to talk to him quick. I'll see you at TM later. Love you." His voice isn't normal. I know something else is up and he's just avoiding it. I try to shake the feeling as I drive to the garage.
The day runs pretty smooth. By mid-afternoon, the entire club is there and they head inside the clubhouse, shutting the door behind them. Lowell and I are left in the garage alone. I am about the only one outside the club that likes Lowell. I've known him since we were kids. He works hard at the garage. If only he could kick his habit.
"Lowell, how's Moby?" I ask. His son sometimes comes and hangs out at the garage with him.
"Good, good. He's getting big." His nervous twitch can throw others off. "I heard about Jax's son."
"Yeah, so far he's stable. Keep praying and maybe he'll be able to come home soon." I tell him as I stroll over to the bike he's working on.
"Wendy really shooting up while she was pregnant?" he turns to me. I nod as he casts his eyes down. I reach out and touch his cheek.
"Hey, it's ok. Abel will be fine. Jax will be fine." I tell him, he doesn't look so sure. I'm guessing he's thinking about his own demons as he turns back to his work without a word. The sound of Jax's voice tears my eyes away from the poor kid.
"Bree, get your ass over here." He calls out. I jog over to him.
"Now what do you want. Another whore you need chased away?" I smile brightly.
"I heard about that, something about reconstructive surgery." Opie's at my side.
"Hold on a second. You should have seen the damage she did to me. I just repaid the favor." I put my hands up in mock surrender. Even Juice is laughing at me now.
"Damage? You broke her nose and she lost two teeth. LuAnn had to put her on medical leave." The proud smile doesn't leave Jax's face.
"What do you want?" I ask again.
"Mom's at the hospital with Abel. She wants to have dinner tomorrow night. Everyone's gotta be there." He tells me. A dark shadow crosses Opie's face and he turns to talk to Clay.
"Yeah, I'll be there, already told her I would. I could use a home cooked meal. You need me to do anything?" I ask.
"Just check on her. I know she's got a lot going on in her head right now. She needs this family dinner." he lowers his voice so no one else can hear.
"No problem Jaxson." I reassure him. He smiles as he pulls on my pony tail. I slap him hard on the arm and duck out of the way when he pretends to lunge for me. Filip watches our easy interaction with a strange expression. When he catches me looking at him, he pushes his sunglasses back up his nose so I can't see his eyes.
The guys take off for a little bit and I head inside the club to prepare for the beer delivery we're supposed to get today. After rotating the stock, I head back to clean up some of the rooms. Condom wrappers litter the floors and most of the rooms reek of booze, pussy and weed. Not the best combination in closed quarters.
By the time I finish the last empty room, the guys have already returned. Filip meets me on his way to the bathroom. I peek down the hall to make sure the guys are distracted before pulling him around the corner.
I lean against the wall and look up at him seductively. He glances around the corner again and reaches out for my waist. When he's sure we're alone, he leans over me, one forearm against the wall.
"Ya want yer brother and Jaxson to castrate me?" he whispers, checking the corner again.
"Hell no, that would be a tragedy." My face an expression of mock horror.
"Yer hilarious woman." He leans down and kisses me quick. The fact that we're hiding makes it even more thrilling. I grab on to his kutte, holding him there.
"I was just being honest." I murmur against his lips. The sound of footsteps growing closer is enough for us to jump apart. I duck into the closest room and hide.
"Hey Chibs, what you doin man?" Jax asks.
"Just takin a leak brother. I thought I heard something." He says seriously.
"What?" Jaxson pushes open the door to the room I'm in but I've already grabbed an armful of dirty sheets as a cover.
"Hey guys, when did you get back?" I ask, trying my best to look innocent. Filip smiles at me over Jax's shoulder.
"Just got here, what are you doing?" Jax asked with an amused expression.
"I thought with mom being at the hospital with Abel, I could take over doing laundry and cleaning up after you pigs." I teased as I headed out the door and toward the washer.
"Look at you Martha Stewart." He chuckles at his own joke as they return to the bar.
When I make my way back out there; Filip and Juice are gone. Some of the other guys are at the bar with Jaxson. Half-Sack offers me a beer as I walk up. Jaxson grabs it from him.
"No drinking on the clock." He laughs as he drinks half of it in one gulp.
"Because I'm sure you punched out for the day." I roll my eyes at him.
"What are you gonna do? Fire me?" he asks
"Nah, just gonna tell the boss." the guys chuckle at him.
"You do that sweetheart. I ain't afraid of that woman." He answers
"Ok, I'll make sure to let her know that." I wink at him.
"All right, all right. I'm going to my room. Is that enough punishment for you?" he asks as he saunters back to the dorm room he's been staying in, beer in hand. I shake my head at him and turn my conversation back to Bobby. He just got back from a gig in Tahoe. I joke casually with my family for a little bit
The clicking sound of heels interrupts Bobby's story of the Asian Elvis. I glance up at the door as one of my least favorite crow-eaters enters the clubhouse. Emily Duncan is a worn out skank. Almost every member and friend of SAMCRO has had their turn with her. She's here regularly for the Friday night parties.
"I'm looking for Jax." She gives me a death stare. I've had to kick her outta the clubhouse on a few occasions. I point in the direction of the apartment. Filip and Juice come in right behind her. Juice laughs at the disgusted look on my face.
"What the hell is she doing here?" I ask as Juice sits down next to Piney.
"A favor for the club." He tells me
"Hopefully Jaxson's caught up on his shots." I shake my head in disgust.