Another shout out to Brooklyn Knight! She was brave enough to show me some of her work and I LOVED it so she was kind enough to offer permission to allow me to work it into this story and I do so proudly! :D I made a few small changes, but the parts I used from her writing remains mostly untouched from what she originally sent me.
This chapter kinda veers off the main storyline some, but it's fun I promise. Lots of lemons. I felt like I needed to take a break from all the drama, I don't want it to all be about Kozik's fuck up. I know some of you are concerned the threesome thing is over, but I assure you it's not. Koz will have a chance at redemption. He might be an asshole, but he's a hot asshole and I love the potential this story has. No way am I throwing that away.
Can't express how much I love all of you, especially those of you who give me stuff to think about by leaving reviews and making suggestions. I take everyone's thoughts into careful consideration and try to fit everyone's suggestions into my writing one way or another. There are a few of you who have provided me with quite a bit of insight and offered some amazing ideas (you know who you are) and I wish I could hug you all!
So! Here's to the next chapter! Lots of Happy and Lana smut with a little Kozik sprinkled in!
WARNING: If you blush easily you might wanna read this chapter in private. It's fairly graphic and detailed. And long (pun intended) Lol. Enjoy!
Lana clung to Happy, her arms around his waist and hands resting comfortably between his legs while she rested her cheek against the leather of his cut as they sped down the California highway, the sun setting behind them turning the sky a bright orange.
Lana had taken some time off work and decided she needed to get out of Charming for a couple days. She was feeling suffocated by everything and that morning with Happy when she had said Kozik's name was what had made her realize it wasn't going to get any better while she was anywhere near the blonde biker.
So she'd gone to Jax directly to see if the club could spare their enforcer for a few days. She didn't care where they went, just wanted to run away with him and forget about all the bullshit and drama. Just be with him.
Now, riding on the back of his bike she realized she was exactly where she needed to be. She definitely understood the appeal of riding a bike as opposed to driving a car. The open road and the wind in your face was so therapeutic. She didn't feel any pressure to think or feel anything, she could just be.
They had been heading nowhere in particular, just riding for the past few hours, but Lana wanted to stop now. She wanted to stop somewhere and get a room and fuck and she'd been hinting at it for a while now. Teasing him by letting her hand stray under his shirt, her fingers brush over his abs, moving lower to massage his dick through his jeans, kissing and nipping at the back of his neck.
He knew what she was doing and she knew what he was doing by trying to ignore her. He was trying to get her worked up by making her wait. She dragged her nails down his back under his shirt again and he quickly veered onto the shoulder of the road and pulled his bike to a stop, turning to face her.
She couldn't hide the mischievous grin that played on her lips as she looked at him from under her eyelashes.
"You trying to make me fucking wreck this bike girl?" He asked in an irritated tone. She knew the irritation was all for the fact that he would have to wait to fuck her. As if he could read her thoughts, the look in his eyes darkened slightly and she half expected him to take her right there on the side of the road.
"No." She said. Moving closer to him, she whispered in his ear seductively. "I just can't wait to have your huge cock in me." She reached her tongue out and ran it over the shell of his ear making him growl.
"I oughta bend you over this bike right here." He said before turning around and revving the engine and moving back onto the road. The vibrations from the engine shot straight up through her core and she grinned and gave the bulge in his pants a small squeeze.
After getting a room at a small motel Lana skipped across the parking lot to the conveniently located liquor store and got a bottle of Jack. She was feeling more carefree than she had in what seemed like a long time and she just wanted to have some fun, get drunk and have sex with her man.
She took a long swig from the bottle as she crossed the lot back to the room where Happy was waiting, leaning against the door frame and smoking a cigarette in just his jeans with his arms crossed over his chest. She stopped in front of him and let her eyes wander over the well-defined muscles in his arms, shoulders, chest, and abs. She took another drink from the bottle, keeping her eyes on him in the waning light of dusk.
Lowering the bottle she ran her tongue over her lips slowly, tasting the remnants of the burning liquid. Then she stepped up against Happy and held the bottle up for him to take. "You gonna get drunk and fuck me killer?" She asked, mocking the nickname. "Or am I gonna have to do it myself?"
He stared at her for a moment, his usual unreadable yet harsh gaze plastered to his face, jaw twitching. "A couple sips of liquor and you're already mouthing off." He shook his head at her.
"I don't need liquor to mouth off Hap. The attitude is all part of the package." She said cocking an eyebrow to let him know she was serious. Then she reached up and bit that twitching jaw muscle that drove her nuts and pushed past him into the room. She set the bottle down for a minute to pull her shirt off and Happy closed the door as he turned to face her.
She grinned and turned her back to him. Pulling her knee high boots off, she shimmied out of her jeans, making sure to stick her ass out a little knowing he was watching her. She glanced over her shoulder at him and reached behind her back to unclasp her bra and let it fall to the floor in front of her.
Then she turned to face him and picked up the bottle of liquor and took a few more long pulls from it. When he made no move for her she narrowed her eyes at him and walked forward. Hooking a finger in his belt loop, she pulled him towards her and shoved the bottle into his hand so she could grab his belt buckle.
Once the belt was undone she made a show of pulling it free of the loops and dropped it to the floor, staring into his dark eyes the entire time. They were such a deep brown it was hard to decipher where the pupil ended and the iris began. She knew she could get lost in that darkness and she continued to let herself be mesmerized by them as she forcefully unbuttoned his jeans and pulled the zipper down, letting the loose denim pool on the floor at his feet. She grabbed his arms and pulled him forward and he stepped out of them the rest of the way, having already removed his boots.
As he was about to lift the bottle to his mouth again she grabbed it from his hand and took a drink herself before handing it back to him and proceeding to place a few gentle kisses to his chest. As she worked her way down his body the kisses became more urgent and she pushed his boxers down over his hips.
Her hand picked up his partially engorged cock and she began pumping her fist back and forth while she reached behind him and grabbed his ass, pulling him towards her as she kissed further down his abs.
She looked up at him as she stuck her tongue out to lick the head of his cock and she heard him growl, but he restrained himself from picking her up and throwing her onto the bed. They both knew he wanted to take control and that he eventually would, but he wanted to feel her skilled mouth on him first.
He watched as she held his stiffening cock to the side and placed a few gentle kisses along its pulsing length, still not letting her eyes leave his. Then she ran her tongue along the vein running down the length and suddenly took him into her mouth, sucking and circling her tongue.
After only a moment he couldn't take much more so he pulled out of her mouth, much to her dismay. She pouted up at him until he reached down and pulled her to her feet. Backing her up, he slammed her into the wall with a growl and she practically squealed with delight, loving how rough he was. She couldn't stand it when a guy was more concerned about hurting her than fucking her. The possibility of getting hurt added that element of danger that was half the excitement. And the bruises and delicious soreness left behind long after the fucking was over served as a reminder that she wanted more.
Happy crushed himself up against her, his erection pressed in between them as he painfully gripped her upper arms and rubbed his face into her neck, inhaling the sweet scent of her lavender shampoo. Her skin smelled faintly of milk and honey, but he could smell the warm California air on her too from being on the road for the past few hours. He smelled himself on her as well and that turned him on more than anything. It told him she was his. He owned her even without any physical marks.
Tingles spread out over her shoulders, up her neck, and down her back as he grazed the skin on her neck with his teeth. She couldn't help but let out a breathy moan. He had her completely at his mercy. He released his bruising grip and abrasively ran his hands down her arms and onto her hips, pushing her underwear down her legs, then moving his hands back up her sides to her breasts. He cupped them in each hand and roughly squeezed and pawed at them, taking no care to be gentle as he continued to kiss, lick, and nip over her skin.
He moved his hands down to her waist and lifted her up. Her legs went around his waist as she held onto his shoulders and looked down to watch him lower his head and suck her nipple into his mouth. She lifted one hand ran her nails over the back of his shaved head and down the back of his neck and he switched sides, flicking his tongue over her other nipple before covering the area with his mouth.
She reached down between them and grabbed his dick to position the tip right below her and she slid onto him, her mouth opening in a silent 'O' and her eyes closed as her head fell back against the wall with a quiet thud.
Happy released her nipple and he grunted and moved his mouth back to her exposed neck as he thrust into her. His hands tightened on her hips and he lifted her off of him so he could bring her back down onto him hard.
Lowering her head, Lana opened her eyes to watch his cock move in and out of her. She was captivated by how big he was compared to her, how big his cock was, how perfectly it fit in her petite body. She could see her lower belly shift when he entered her. It didn't seem possible that his ten inches could fit all the way inside of her. She almost wished there was more of him, although she knew she was probably at her limit already.
When she felt her orgasm cresting, she tightened her legs around him to pull him closer and with each thrust she rubbed her clit against his pubic bone. He had her back flat against the wall as he slammed into her harder and faster with each thrust. She buried her face in his neck and came with a loud moan.
As her walls pulsed around his cock, he pushed deep inside her one more time and dropped his head to her shoulder as he emptied himself inside of her. His hand came up and cupped her cheek after a moment and he kissed her, still breathless.
Their lips separated after a moment and he rested her forehead to hers. "I gotta piss." He said before pulling out of her and lowering her to the floor.
"Quite the sweet talker ain't ya?" She grinned when he turned to glare at her. She grabbed the bottle of whiskey she had temporarily forgotten and tipped it back for another drink.
The combination of alcohol that she had consumed in such a short amount of time and the after effects of her intense orgasm was leaving her mind hazy and she was hornier than ever. One fuck, as good as it had been, had not been nearly enough. She found her mind wandering to Kozik again and she wished he was here too. She severely missed having them both devoted to her pleasure.
She saw her phone lying on the bed where she'd absentmindedly tossed it. She looked back at the closed bathroom door and wondered how pissed Happy would be if she called Koz. Then she decided to say fuck it, she felt like pushing his buttons, testing her limits. She knew it was a bad idea, stirring up more shit, but she kind of didn't give a shit right now and she was buzzed on the whiskey so it was easy to ignore her common sense.
"Hey." She heard him pick up after a couple rings. He sounded hopeful and surprised that she'd be calling him. Especially since he knew she'd taken off with Hap for a few days.
"Hey." She said, her voice laced with arousal that still lingered from recent orgasm. "What are you doing?"
He didn't answer right away and she was just about to say something else when he did. "Are you drunk?"
"Yeah." She said nonchalantly.
"Where's Hap?" He asked, hearing her sultry tone.
"Bathroom. He just finished fucking me." Her words were casual, but there was an aggressive undertone, telling him she wanted more.
"He know you're calling me?" He asked.
"Not yet. But he'll figure it out in a minute when he comes out and sees me fucking myself." She took another sip from the bottle and set it down on the table next to the bed. Lying down she moved her hand between her legs and started running her fingers through her folds, occasionally circling her clit and dipping down into her pussy.
Happy had heard her on the phone before he opened the door. He instantly knew she was talking to Koz and that pissed him off, but as soon as she had mentioned fucking herself he could feel himself getting turned on again, although it was too soon for him to get hard again.
He came out of the door to see her lying back on the bed with her hand between her legs and decided the sight of her on the phone, getting herself off was too good to put an end to. So he stood there stroking himself and watched.
She looked up and saw Happy leaning against the doorframe, working himself while he watched. She smirked at him. "Oh god. It feels so good Koz." She moaned, still staring at Happy.
"Dammit Lana." Kozik mumbled into the phone. Just her voice was turning him on and he couldn't help but unbutton his jeans and pull his cock out of his boxers. "He's gonna kick my ass."
"If he's gonna kick anyone's ass it'll be mine. I called you remember?"
"Fuck Lana, all I wanna do right now is bury myself deep in your sweet cunt." He groaned.
"Maybe when we get back." She glanced at Happy knowing he wouldn't be thrilled at the idea, but hopeful she might be able to convince him to let her fuck Koz again. "Despite all the bullshit, I know you both love seeing me take both your cocks at the same time." A moan escaped her lips at the thought and her hand increased speed and pressure, alternating between finger fucking herself and rubbing her clit.
"You fucking yourself Lana?" Koz asked, feeling his release building at the mental image.
"Yeah. Oh fuck! I want your cock in me." She cried, her fingers not enough.
"I'm gonna come." He groaned.
She moved back over her clit and rubbed vigorously, crying out as her release crashed over her, exaggerating her pleasure slightly for Kozik's sake. She slowly ran her hand over the hypersensitive bundle of nerves, letting the aftershocks of her orgasm subside. She heard Koz come with a grunt a moment later.
"Damn darlin." He breathed.
"I'll talk to him." She said quietly into the phone before hanging up.
Before a word could be spoken Happy walked over to the bed and turned her over and put her on all fours at the edge of the bed as he stood behind her. She looked over her shoulder watching with sparkling golden brown eyes as Happy positioned himself at her entrance.
With a sharp slap to her rounded ass he entered her quickly, thrusting in and out at a fast and steady pace. She moaned and begged for faster as she gripped the sheets below her. Happy, not being able to go any faster, settled for deeper. He brought her up by her arms, her back to his chest and wrapped a hand around her throat keeping her there. He loved seeing her like this, a mess begging for more but not being able to take it as she gritted her teeth and let out groans of pleasure then pain as he slapped her right breast then her left.
She let out screams of ecstasy and pleasure. Happy never slowed his thrusts. Her head dropping on his shoulder she let out strangled moans as pleasure built again this time much quicker with the help of her previous orgasms. A few more thrusts and he was gone. Lost in her tight channel, he tightened his hold around her chest and neck as he breathed in the scent of her shampoo and a strong smell of sex. The kind that wouldn't go away after a woman was truly and utterly fucked.
Lana mewed once more feeling Happy's hot seed fill her, warming her lower regions.
He let her stay collapsed against him as he calmed his own breath, hers still coming in pants and gasps. He nosed her neck and ear gently before growling, "What have I told you about behaving Lana." His raspy voice asked her, dark and menacing.
This was the voice most people were afraid, but Lana simply smiled. "To behave or get taught a lesson." Lana breathed out. She had gone behind his back and called Koz knowing it would piss him off, but it would also turn him on to watch her. She was testing him again to see how much he'd let her get away with.
Happy chuckled low and dark knowing his woman too damn well to know this wouldn't be anywhere near the last time he had to teach her this lesson. It was her natural curiosity.
She just loved to learn, over and over, and over again.