A New Day (Knights Disciple Motorcycle Club Book 1) Read online

  Will stopped still. “I barely touched you,” he looked at her quizzically.

  Laura came back to clarity for a moment. She had forgotten completely about the parking lot incident. She must have blocked it from her mind. Feeling the pain shoot through her, she was remembering it now, but she didn’t want to stop and have a discussion about it at the moment. She was on such a blissful path and she wanted to savor it. She did what she did best. She changed the subject.

  She leaned into him, closed in on his mouth and reached beneath them to play with him. She grazed the soft skin of his testicles wickedly. As anticipated, Will began his carnal rhythm, driving into Laura like he was on fire. They were both lit up completely with forbidden passion.

  The feel of him filling her so perfectly, with pressure and friction in the spots drove her crazy. As he began to move, instantaneously she felt her body shift into climax mode. Her pleasure heightened; her flesh tightened around his. The contours of his body fit hers perfectly lighting up her erogenous spots so she was fully aroused. As amazing as the experience was earlier, this once matched, if not surpassed, it. Her body tensed so exquisitely as he pistoned until she could take no more. Little ripples rolled throughout, escalating and growing until she wildly clamping with erotic heat.

  "That's it," Will encouraged her as he fiercely rode, "Come for me."

  Laura tilted back against the mirror, limp with about as much pleasure as she could take, her thighs spread open so that her body was his for the taking. She cried out but he caught her sound with the palm of his hand. He held it there as he continuing, pounding her flesh. She watched through her lowered lids as his eyes walked all over her. He craned his head upwards as his pleasure hit, closing his eyes as he savored the sensation.

  Now both of them were climaxing, every twist and turn a sweet agitation. They had to ride the orgasmic waves as silently as possible. She reached to remove Will's hand from her face, breathing hard through her nose.

  As their moment waned, Will leaned down. "Oh my god," he declared. "That was incredible." He brushed the hair back from her face, studying her. She was equally absorbed not able to take her eyes off of him. "I don't know what we are going to do about this," he said after a while.

  "I think we just did it," said Laura. Will softly laughed. She would love nothing more than for him to sleep in her bed with his arms around her but she had a feeling that was not happening. He had the look of someone who about to tell her this sort of thing could not keep happening. Instead he said that he should go down and clean up the kitchen and connect with his guys.

  "I'll clean up," Laura said. "You cooked."

  "No," he said. "We wanted to do this. You take it easy. Take a bubble bath if you want to and if you and Lucas want some time alone, whatever you want."

  Knowing it was not good time, Laura blurted out, "Wanna take a bubble bath with me?"

  "I'd love to, but I’m thinking they're going to miss the both of us soon. I've got the guest bath. I'll be fine." Will kissed her forehead and left her alone.

  The bubble bath was a genius idea. Laura undressed and stepped into the tub with the water running as hot as she could possibly tolerate it. It felt luscious against her body. The wonderful thing about being in an older home was that the tubs in the house were especially deep and large. She could immerse herself completely and comfortably. It drew out the emotional turbulence of the day. She looked down at her breast where the punk had abused her and saw that she was bruised. In the melee of their frenzied sex, Will must not have spotted it. It was unmistakable now.

  The gang that was after her young brother knew where he went to school, where they lived, and where she worked. They were able to come out of nowhere and get her, the way they had today. She forced herself to let it go, to not let fear ruin her rare moment of luxury.

  She closed her eyes and dozed for a moment but was roused by a knock on the door. Laura jerked for she had indeed been drifting off to sleep. She turned to see Will enter with a dish of vanilla ice cream drizzled with honey.

  He knelt beside her. "Thought it might nice if you had your dessert in here," he said.

  "I thought I already had dessert," she said wistfully.

  He placed the loaded spoon into her mouth slowly, suggestively. "Mmm, careful or you might get seconds."

  And like that the electricity between them flowed. Blood rushed to her core and she needed to be filled by him. The shift into erotic gear was halted when Will spotted the bruise on her breast. He scrunched his brows. "I didn't do that, did I?" he asked, tracing the mark lightly with his fingers.

  Laura felt a little ashamed she hadn't told him about it sooner but she had genuinely blocked it. "No," she answered reluctantly. "There was this guy in the parking lot," she began.

  Will's eyes widened. She didn’t have to finish. He filled in the blanks. “And you didn’t tell me? God damn it!” he cursed. He set the bowl of ice cream on the edge of the tub and stormed out of the bathroom.

  Laura dunked under the water, quickly shampooed her hair and got out of the tub. She wrapped up in a terry towel and went after him. When she found him, he was in the thick of it with the other Knights’ Disciples in the family room. When he turned to see acknowledge her presence, he just glared at her. His scowl confused Lucas who looked at her and mugged a question. Laura shook her head as if to say I’ll explain later.

  “Change of plan,” Will announced. “These two are coming to my house. Knights’ Disciples are now camping out. Laura, Lucas, pack a bag,” He looked directly into Laura’s eyes and said, but a breath apart from her, “You’re going to an extended sleepover.”

  “What?” Laura squawked.

  “I don’t want to hear a single protest. They put found you at work. They put their hands on you. You are now changing your routine,” Will proclaimed.

  “But they could follow us to your place. What makes that any different?” Laura countered, really not wanting to be uprooted. The motorcycle club members chuckled.

  “My place is substantially more secure than this one is. We can change that and will, but for now, you’re coming with me,” he said.

  “I don’t have a problem with it,” Lucas announced.

  “You see?” said Will. “The kid doesn’t have a problem with that. You should follow suit. I am not that much farther from your work than you are, so your commute won’t be too different time-wise.”

  Laura studied him. She understood that his dominant nature probably made him a great leader for the motorcycle club, but she wasn’t sure if she liked him trying to be the leader of her life, even if the circumstances were special. “I will for at least one night but then I have to think about things.”

  “I’m going wherever Will wants me to go,” Lucas said.

  Laura was floored. The authority she thought she had over Lucas had just been given to Will. Her nose was definitely out of joint. “Tell you what, Lucas, why don’t the two of you go over to Will’s and I will stay here with the boys. I am sleeping in my own bed.” She stomped off towards her room.

  She heard a very definite “Excuse me?” from Will. He wasn’t taking no for an answer. He was up behind her, guiding her firmly to her room. “Where’s your overnight bag?” he asked her.

  “I don’t have one,” she answered with snark. “I don’t exactly go overnight anywhere.”

  “What do you have?” he asked devilishly. “Lunch hour bags?”

  Laura was pretty sure he implied she had lunch hour hookups and took that as a slight because of their fast connection. She hauled off and slapped him. He took hold of both her hands and waltzed her to the bed. They collapsed there.

  “Now, listen you,” he said half playfully. “I don’t know how to spell it out to you, but you’re in danger. And you are coming with me. I will make all of this up to you when this is over, but for now, you are putting on a pair of jeans and a sweater, and tossing some stuff in a pillow case if you don’t have a suitcase, and you’re coming to my place. I am goin
g to get up. You have to the count of three. If you give me a hard time, when we get to my place, and we will get to my place, I will put you over my knee; is that understood?”

  “I don’t find you charming right now,” she said coldly. “And I don’t like how you undermine my authority with my brother.”

  “What authority?” Will replied bluntly. “The boy got himself mixed up with a gang and was lying to you about it.”

  “Not that I answer to you, Mr. Shriner, but if your inference that I have wild sex during lunch suggests I am the reason the boy went astray – “

  Will stopped her. “I think you have done an incredible job with him. He’s a great kid and he is his own person who makes his own choices. This could happen to any parent.

  “As for your wild lunchtime sex, I didn’t mean to suggest you were cheap or easy. I think just the opposite and if you had taken more time for yourself all along, I am pretty sure that I wouldn’t have gotten so lucky – and that’s what I consider myself. I am not sad it happened between us and I don’t judge for it. Got it? So no more smacking.” He laughed. “Please come to my house? If you don’t want to share my bed, I understand totally. I have to confess, I may be completely addicted to you but things have gone crazy-fast. I have a lovely room for you and Lucas has his own room. Darren and Pete are coming with since Lucas already knows them, but them my other guys are coming.”

  “Why are you doing all this for us again?” Laura asked with wonder.

  “Um in case you hadn’t noticed, Miss Mills, I kinda like you,” he said and he leaned down to her to give her a soft slow kiss.

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  It was strange sleeping in a place that wasn’t hers. Her brother, however, liked it. To him it was a giant sleepover, but Laura liked being settled. She and Will decided it was, perhaps, a smart move to sleep in separate rooms, though when she saw his sumptuous bedroom, pangs of desire tortured her.

  She was instantly filled with fantasies of making a complete mess of his room with intense erotic acrobatics. And then she got a little jealous of the other women who might have had the amazing fortune to share it with him. Will Shriner was a handsome and sensitive man. He was a total catch and a wonderfully gifted lover. No doubt he sowed some wild oats. She started comparing herself to imaginary women and wondering about this man that she had basically had stranger-sex with. Well he wasn’t a stranger any more.

  Laura was to make the transition from having Lucas in public school to homeschool without missing work. When it was decided that she would be driven to and from work, she asked one of the guys to do it. As much as she was dying for Will to take her, she was trying to slow things way down between them, but her request confused both Pete and Darren.

  “I think Will was planning on doing that,” they said.

  Will walked in on the conversation. “Plan on doing what?”

  “I was thinking it would be better if one of these two took me in,” she answered hesitantly.

  “Why is that?” Will asked intently.

  Laura blushed. “You know,” she answered, “Because.”

  Will plucked her keys of a hook where he hung them. “Okay, we can talk in the car.” It was kind of funny seeing a member of the Knights’ Disciples, who looked awesome and appropriate on a motorcycle, drive her car.

  “So do you mind me driving you?” he asked her. There was something devilish about how he asked it, like he was gently teasing her. She blushed again. It overtook her like a little wildfire. “That is the second time you have done that. Is it too much for me to drive you?”

  “I just thought we probably could do with some space,” she said. Just being near him aroused her. “As much as we can under the circumstances.”

  “I see. So you thought we needed space or you needed space or I needed space?” he asked for clarification.

  “I – I,” she stammered. “I am not sure I know that answer to that question,”

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  Whether the Members of Park Heights had backed off or were waiting for Laura and Lucas to resume their former pattern of living, no one knew. One night, over yet another dinner that Will prepared, Lucas expressed his gratitude to the Knights’ Disciples for their protection and their hospitality. Laura beamed. She liked the results the male influence had on her younger brother.

  The guys had been working out like crazy with Lucas and, against her better judgment, teaching him how to defend himself with weapons. His school work hadn’t really missed out in quality. Laura wouldn’t have been able to achieve all of that on her own. They even taught him how to ride a motorcycle. That, however, Laura was not too happy about; she thought they were dangerous.

  “So is falling in love,” winked Will.

  “So I was wondering,” said Lucas as the bread was being passed around, “how does someone become a Knights’ Disciples?”

  His question stopped the flow of dinner. The Knights regarded each other as if to look for the answer, and Laura looked at Lucas. “Why? Do you want to become a member?” she asked.

  “Yeah,” he said shyly.

  “Why?” Laura inadvertently asked as though it were the worst possible choice.

  “Ahem,” Will smiled. “There are worse fates. So, Lucas, this would be something you would really have to think about. I know we’ve spent a lot of time together in the past couple week but there is a lot to being a Knights’ Disciples. We have a code.”

  Now Laura smiled. “What would that be?” All sorts of playful answers rolled around her head, answers that she would only be able to share with him.

  “No gangsters,” Pete chimed in.

  “That’s right,” said Will. “Some of my guys have records. We aren't choirboys, but we live by the straight and narrow now. We take care of ourselves and don't eat a bunch of crap. We drink in moderation and no illegal drugs. We don't break laws, so if you were looking for a different kind of cool, we ain't it."

  Laura couldn't quite read it, but she thought, for a moment, that her little brother was disappointed in Will's response, but of course a teen would romanticize a motorcycle club. She must have had some idea that having the positive male influence for her younger brother would solve everything. It wasn't going to be that easy after all. But for the few weeks of camping at Will's remarkably lovely house, life did seem to go back to normal. Lucas was getting along great with the two members Will assigned to him.

  Will and Lucas seem to hit it off, as well. The Knights’ Disciples managed to teach the kid to shoot and break cinderblocks with his head, elbows, and feet, and help him keep up with his studies. The focus on her brother definitely took the heat off of Laura and Will. She wasn't really heartbroken about it. It was nice to slow things down to get to know him better, to really come to admire him.

  And his solution was right on target. Moving Laura and Will to his place worked miracles. They didn't hear a sound from the gang members. No more pop up appearances by M.O.P.H. Nothing. So one day, on the fly, Laura and Lucas went over to the Boys and Girls Club to do some volunteer work. It just came up in conversation during one of those rare moments when they were alone and they just went with it.

  Lucas liked to use the gym there and she could put in some much-needed hours. Her criminal justice degree required so many hours of elective community service. It was just a short bus ride over from Laura's work to the club. She would ride over and meet Lucas there when he was finished with school and whatever else the guys had him do. Since everything died down, they figured they would start living a normal life again. It was a relief and exciting at the same time.

  "See you there," said Laura, "just remember to let the guys know, because I'm in depositions all day with my boss and I won't get a chance."

  Lucas showed up and Laura double-checked that the guys knew what they were doing. Lucas said yes, so they bused over and that was that. So it was confusing as to why Will and about five Knights’ Disciples rode into the lot as though they were ready to do battle.

  "
Where’s Lucas?" were Will's first words. He had a scowl on his face that gave Laura a hint as to what he looked like when he in a confrontation.

  "He is in the weight room. What’s up?" Laura asked a little nervous about what he might say.

  "I told him to wait for me and that we were going to go over and talk to a detective about the gang stuff and he split on me.” Will was furious.

  She was hurt beyond belief. Her brother was lying. "We had plans to come here and he said he told you all."

  "You left that up to the teenager?"