The Biker's Fate Chapter 166

Darien

TWO WEEKS LATER, I was sequestered in my new place, knowing I wouldn't get to see Mack until late that night or early the next morning. My stitches had been removed a week earlier and I finally felt like myself again, so I was back to writing.

Mack and I moved into my new house... our new house... three days ago. Technically, I didn't have to do much other than direct traffic, because the club handled everything heavy-lifting-wise, and the women of the club, plus Pauley and Millie, helped me unpack.

Having just sent off the final pages of the sequel of my book to my editor, I had some time to kill, so I was sitting on the sofa with a glass of wine and trying to decide if I was going to cook or dive into a bag of Cheetos puffs. Barney jumped up next to me and we settled in for a quiet night.

I was browsing the internet, checking Facebook, just generally wasting time, and my conversation with Mack a while ago popped into my head. I had no point of reference for anything but wondered if a vibrator might be fun. It would certainly be a tax write off, so I looked for one that might work.

I was in the privacy of my own home, no one was around, and still, I couldn't help but blush uncontrollably as I scrolled through my options. I started when my cell phone rang, but seeing it was Mack had me blushing again. "Hi, honey."

"Hey. You okay? You sound weird."

I giggled. "You'll never guess what I'm doing."

"Yeah? Tell me."

"Looking at... um... personal items."

He chuckled. "Yeah? Good for you."

"I feel like an idiot."

"Why?"

"I don't know. I know nothing about any of this. What should I get?"

"That I can't answer for you, babe."

I groaned. "You're useless."

"Pick what looks fun and, I promise I'll be far from useless."

I giggled. "Promise?"

"Promise."

"Okay." I smiled. "How's your day going?"

"Miss you."

"I miss you too." I sighed. "Are you sure you're gonna be late tonight?"

"Yeah, babe. Too much goin' on."

"I'm going to buy me a big ol' vibrator, then."

He laughed. "Yeah?"

"Yes, one that rivals you."

"I don't think they make one that big," he said.

"You might be right." I giggled. "That's what I love the most about you."

"My big cock?"

"Your humility."

"I've worked hard to develop that."

"I can tell," I said. "Do you want me to order anything for you?"

"Like what?"

"Oh, I don't know. A cock ring or butt plug maybe?" Mack made a choking sound and I laughed. "So that's a no, then?"

"That's a definite no, babe."

I sighed. "Killjoy."

He laughed. "I have to go, baby. I'll call you later."

"Okay. I'm going to sit here and occupy my time by ordering toys for us... oooh, free lube with purchase."

I lost Mack for a second because he was laughing so hard, and for whatever reason, that made me happy. I loved to catch him off guard, particularly if I could make him laugh.

"Don't wait up, Dare," he said once he'd stopped laughing.

"Okay, honey."

"You set the alarm?"

"Yessuh, I sure did." I gave him a deep southern accent. "But I sure do appreciate you checkin' in on lil ol me, honey chil'."

He chuckled. "Love you."

"Love you too." I hung up, placed my order, and then decided to find something to eat.

As was the way once I finished a book, I puttered around the house with no direction, bored out of my mind, and then ended up on my kick-ass new bed with my kindle and Barney.

We'd tried (not hard, but we did try) not to let Barney on the bed, considering we'd dropped a "shit ton of money" (Mack's words) on the new bed and bedding from Pottery Barn and he wanted it pet free. But when I was home alone, I liked having Barney next to me, so Mack had to deal.

I got sucked into a book by a new to me author and I loved it, so when I felt soft lips on mine, I opened my eyes not realizing I'd fallen asleep. "Hi."

"Hey, baby." Mack smiled and lifted Barney off the bed, setting him in his crate. "Good book?"

"Yes, actually, it is. I didn't realize I'd fallen asleep." I giggled, forcing back a yawn. I dropped my kindle into the nightstand drawer and sat up. "How was church?"

"Not good."

"Still the Kozlov stuff?"

He studied me and then nodded. "Yeah, it's a shit storm."

"Are you sure I can't help?"

Mack sighed. "Yeah, I'm sure. I'm gonna hit the shower. Wanna join me?"

"Yes, actually, I do." I threw the covers off and slid off the mattress.

He grinned and pulled his T-shirt off, and I followed him to the bathroom. I'd just gotten totally naked (Mack was already there) and he'd turned on the water, when I found myself lifted and pressed against the bathroom wall. I wrapped my legs around him and he kissed me as he slid into me slowly. "Yes," I breathed as he filled me.

Mack drew one nipple then the other into his mouth. "Your tits are bigger."

"What?" I giggled. "They are not."

"Yeah, babe, they are."

"I've gained a little weight. But not that much."

He grinned. "It's workin', Dare."

"It is?"