Nash(58)
They exited the bedroom together, and as they hit the stairs the room erupted in applause. Nash smiled, enjoying the whistles and catcalls coming their way. Sophia was one of them now, and the club had accepted her as part of their family. He couldn’t have asked for anything more.
She hadn’t married him yet. Tate was organizing a wedding for Christmas. He didn’t care as long as his name was on a piece of paper signaling their marriage.
Tiny and Eva was stood side by side watching them.
“Tonight we’re celebrating the end of our enemies and the start of new beginnings,” Tiny said, raising his glass.
Nash was handed a soda, and he noticed Sophia had the same.
“The last couple of months, in fact the last few years, have been rocky for all of us.” Tiny turned to Angel and Lash. “We’re all stronger for having a woman prepared to take the risks.” He moved to Tate and Murphy. “We’ve lost something we can never get back, and I know Mikey would have had so much to say. Beside all of the shit, we’re being given a chance to keep living, to keep moving and to bring the future Skulls into the fold.”
The emotion was welling up inside Nash.
“So I propose a toast to Angel and Lash for their unborn child and to the child they lost. You guys deserve so much happiness, and I know it’s going to be one spoiled brat. To Tate and Murphy, we’ll never forget what you could have lost, and we’ll embrace what comes of the future. And to my grandbaby. To Nash, you fucked up, man, but that’s all in the past. I’m lucky to have you on my team. Sophia, you brought him back and make him a better man. The Skulls will protect you for the rest of your life.” Tiny’s glass rose in the air. “To new beginnings, bad endings, and a future filled with promise.”
Sipping at the soda Nash wrapped his arm around Sophia’s shoulders. Sandy was stood beside the music box. The good doctor had finally made it through even though it had been touch and go.
“Let’s make some noise.” The music was turned up to blasting. Sandy climbed on the table followed by several sweet-butts, Rose, and Tate. The dancing was not rushed or a riot. The women who’d been hurt took it steady. Nash saw Tate being careful as she moved. Murphy was right there, supporting her.
He heard Sophia giggling at their dancing. She put the glass down, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.
“Nah, you’ve not got a chance,” Tate said, reaching down to grab Sophia’s hand. His woman didn’t let Tate hurt herself. “It’s time for a dance. Angel, you may be preggers, but get your ass up here. Hold on, I’m preggers, too. Fuck, we’ve got to celebrate. ”
Nash stood back as he watched his woman surrounded by her friends. He was so fucking lucky to call her his woman.
Sipping at his soda he watched her having the time of her life. He wouldn’t spoil this for her.
Lash stood beside him. “Watching my woman dance is one of my favorite things to do.”
He understood why. Watching Sophia swing her hips from side to side to the music turned him the fuck on. The moment he got her to their home, he was having her ass. All of their worries were behind them. In no time at all they’d be married.
After four hours of watching her dance and sing with the other old ladies and sweet-butts, Nash lost his patience. He picked her up and carried her outside to the car. His bike was in desperate need of some repairs.
In between working on the house he was also working on his bike.
“We were having fun,” Sophia said, pouting.
“We’re about to have more fun.”
He broke the speed limit getting her to their house. Parking the car, he walked around to her side of the door. Lifting her up in his arms, he cupped her ass as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Her giggle was driving him crazy.
“I can feel your cock, Nash. You’ve got some kinky shit planned for me today, don’t you?” she asked.
Grunting, he searched for the key and opened the door after several attempts. Not watching where he was going, he slammed the door shut and went straight for the stairs. Tate had told him she’d kitted the bedroom out. They had enough furniture to get them by.
Dropping her to the bed, he tore at his clothes and then reached for her. He got her naked within minutes. Opening her thighs, he dragged her to the edge of the bed. He exposed her swollen clit and took her into his mouth, sucking on her nub.
She cried out, thrusting up to meet him. Sophia was soaking already, and he swallowed down every drop. With his fingers he coated her anus, getting her slick.
Once she climaxed the first time, exploding on his tongue, Nash took a step away. He went to the drawers and pulled out the tube of lube he owned. Coating his shaft with a great deal of lube, he went back to the bed.