“More…” Tessa cried.
His hips rocked into hers, each thrust harder than the last. She could feel her body tighten around him as her climax continued to build. His mouth crashed into hers as her orgasm took hold. She moaned into his mouth and felt her body tremble beneath him. He continued to pound into her as he reached his own climax. His muscles tensed, and he found his release with three final strokes. He fell to her side, pulling her to the crook of his arm. Her head rested on his shoulder.
“You’re amazing. Your piece of shit car is the best thing that ever happened to me,” Bishop said with a smile. He kissed the side of her head and said, “I love you, Tessa. Heart and soul.”
Tessa smiled as her eyes began to close. His fingers lightly brushed up and down her arm. The rhythm of his breath began to slow as she snuggled closer to him, drifting off to sleep.
When the early morning light began to creep through the blinds, Bishop pulled the covers back and got out of bed. He had plans to pick up his new bike in less than an hour. He needed to get dressed if he was going to be on time. He pulled on his jeans and began to search for his shirt. Tessa rolled over when he stumbled on his fallen boots.
“Cole Bishop! Are seriously trying to sneak out now that you’ve had your way with me?” Tessa asked playfully.
“I was trying not to wake you. I told you about picking my bike up this morning. I’m gonna go meet him in McKenzie, but I should be back in a couple of hours. Get some sleep, and I’ll bring you back some breakfast.”
“Deal…. But, before you go, kiss me. I always want to feel your lips on mine before you leave.”
Bishop knelt his knee down on the bed as his hands cupped her face. He pulled her in for a quick but passionate kiss. He pulled away and smiled.
“Now that’s more like it,” Tessa told him as she rolled over on her pillow. “Be careful and hurry back.”
“I will. Love you,” Bishop told her as he moved towards the door.
“Love you more.”
Tessa closed her eyes and smiled. Her time with Bishop was better than she ever imagined. For the first time in years, she was simply happy. It’s about damn time. She quickly fell back to sleep, looking forward to his return. She planned to show him later just how happy he made her.
Tessa awoke to a strange noise coming from the living room. Tessa rolled over and listened closely. She was still trying to make out the sounds coming from the next room, when a strange odor suddenly filled the room. It reminded her of gasoline. Why does Bishop smell like gas? What the hell is he doing in there? She was feeling a little agitated when she pulled back the covers and eased out of bed. She quickly slipped on one of her old t-shirts and a pair of jogging pants. She was pulling her hair into a ponytail when she walked into the living room.
She stopped in the doorway, stunned by what she found. There was a man with a gas jug in his hand walking through her living room. His back was to her as he poured gasoline all over her floors and furniture. When he finally turned around, she couldn’t move as she watched the man she once knew and loved destroy her home. When she took a deep breath, she drew his attention towards her.
“I was wondering when you’d wake up, Sis. It’s just about time for us to go.”
“What? Sam, what the hell are you doing to the house? Have you lost your mind?” Tessa demanded.
“Well, aren’t you full of questions this morning? I came to pay a little visit to your new boyfriend. And the name’s Duce now. I haven’t been called Sam in years. Once I finish this, you and I are gonna take us a little ride. It’s time for your man, Bishop, to pay for fucking with my club,” Duce sneered.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about, Duce. Bishop has never mentioned anything about you or your club, and I don’t know anything about him fucking with your club. There’s no way I’m going anywhere with you.”
“Sure you will. That niece of mine is a real pretty little thing. I’d hate to see anything happen to her. And my nephew could make a great addition to the club. He could help with our distribution. Hell, no one would ever suspect him as a dealer.”
“Oh my god! You have gone insane. Stay the hell away from my children. I’d kill you myself before I’d ever let you hurt them!” Tessa yelled.
He gave her an evil glare, and she realized he was serious. There was no getting out of it. “Please, just leave them alone, and I’ll do whatever you want. I’ll go with you.”
“I knew you would,” Duce replied with sarcasm. He poured the remainder of the gasoline on the sofa and threw the jug on the floor. He reached into his side pocket and pulled out his lighter. Tessa watched in horror as he set her home on fire. Everything she owned was in that house, and it was all going up in flames. She couldn’t believe her own brother could care so little about her. He wasn’t the same man she used to know. The drugs had changed him into someone she didn’t even recognize.