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Making the Cut (Son's of Templar MC)(12)

By:Anne Malcom


"Well yes." I said starting to get a bit confused. I mean yeah he said  he wanted me in his bed but what did he care about me being at his  sister's party? We haven't even had a proper conversation, let alone  kissed! This was way too weird.

"Jesus!" he bellowed. I jumped at his tone.

He looked at me, his face softening a bit. "You don't get it do you baby?" He asked weirdly.

"No I don't, and quite frankly, I don't think there is anything to get,  you don't even know me..." I didn't get to finish because his hand  tagged the back of my head and before I knew it his mouth was crushing  down on mine. I was so surprised I didn't even try to fight it. His  tongue invaded my mouth, my body plastered to his. I kissed him back and  moaned into his mouth. I have never had a kiss this good in my life, I  could come from just his tongue in my mouth. I felt his hands running  down my body leaving a trail of fire in their wake. The kiss deepened,  he put his hands on my ass and lifted me up. I didn't hesitate to wrap  my legs around his waist. I bit at his bottom lip, I had never felt this  frantic, this turned on in my life.

We were interrupted by a knock at the door, and the sound of the door handle rattling.

"Cade!!" I heard Rosie's slightly panicked voice. "What are you doing with Gwen?"

"What the fuck do you think he's doing Rosie?" Lucky's voice joined in "A woman who looked like that, I know what I'd be doing."

Cades arms tightened around me.

"Fuck off" he yelled savagely.

"Gwennie?" I heard Amy's voice chime in. She sounded half worried half amused.

"Fuckin hell." Cade sighed, sounding livid. I giggled at the absurdity  of the situation and maybe feeling a little drunk from the kiss.

"I'm fine Ames." I called back trying to sound normal. "Be out in a sec."

I heard her laugh.

"Okay babe, take your time." Her heels clicked as she walked away.

I turned to Cade, feeling my brain regain control of my body instead of my vagina. "Put me down" I ordered.

"No fuckin way." He said firmly.

"Yes way." I struggled. "Seriously, put me down" I glared into his grey eyes, which were glittering.

"Baby, I've got you where I've wanted to have you since the first moment  I laid eyes on you, and after that kiss you think I'm going to let you  go. Fuck no." His gaze was pure masculine desire. I got even more turned  on if that was even possible. I ignored this feeling and tried to be  sensible.

"Cade in case you haven't noticed there is a shit ton of people right  outside." As if on cue, we heard laughing and catcalls, obviously Lucky  told the boys about what he heard.

"If you think you are getting anything from me in the middle of a  strangers bedroom with all of that going on outside then you are bat  shit crazy." Cade raised his eyebrows. "And if you think this is going  to happen again anywhere, anytime then you are mistaken, this was … " I  tried and think of an appropriate description of what this was.  Mind-blowing? Extremely hot? A mini orgasm? "A lapse in judgment." I  finished lamely.

Cade stared at me with that angry look back on his face, his hands  roaming up my bare leg, tracing the edge of my panties. I let out a  little moan. His eyes darkened.

"Baby this will most definitely be happening again, and there will be a  lot less clothes involved and I will finally get to fuckin taste you."

I quivered, he stroked me over the top of my underwear, I felt an orgasm building.

"But you're right, I ain't fucking you in my sisters house with all my  boys outside picturing it, you got way too much class for that." He  continued to stroke, but faster and harder, his mouth kissing at my ear.

"I am going to make you come, because I want to be out at that party and  look at you and know I made you lose control, and be able to picture  what you look like with your pussy pulsing around my finger." He said  hoarsely, putting pressure on my magic spot. That pushed me over the  edge, I moaned even loader, he silenced me with his mouth. I shattered  into a thousand pieces, my climax so intense I felt like I might melt  into a puddle on the floor. When I'm finished he put his forehead  against mine for a beat lowered me onto the floor. My legs felt like  jelly, luckily his hold on my waist kept me upright. I glanced down to  see him straining through his jeans.                       
       
           



       

He followed my gaze grabbing my hand and rubbing it against him.

"Yeah baby, see what you do to me. My dick is as hard as a fuckin rock."  He tugged me back against his hard body, attacking my mouth with barely  restrained ferocity.

"Now I'm going to have to stick around for a bit cause Rosie will get  pissed if I up and leave as soon as I arrive, that bitch has been  planning this barbeque for weeks. But as soon as fuckin possible I'm  leaving, and you'll be on the back of my bike. Got it?" His eyes were  locked with mine. His statement was not a question, more like a command.

I blinked, anger starting to bubble up inside me at being ordered  around, but not I was not able to fully get riled after that mind  blowing orgasm. Cade was still looking at me expectantly, like he was  waiting for some sort of verbal response. I currently wasn't able to  make my brain form coherent words.

"Oh and baby? We are going to talk about why the fuck you damn near  fainted at the sight of me and boys earlier, I seen raw fear before, and  it was all over your face."

Ok now I was angry. "Are you fucking kidding me?" I spat at him. "You  think you can just waltz into my life, expecting me to open my legs at  your say so and share personal details on your command, when we have not  so much as ate a meal together, never mind you asking me on a real  date?" My voice rose to an almost full blown yell. "If you think I will  ever willingly be in the same room as someone as arrogant and bossy as  you, then your are insane." I yanked myself out of his arms, righting my  dress and stomped towards the door.

"Baby..." I heard from behind me, I whirled around and give my best  death stare. "I am not your baby, nor will I ever be." I hissed, my  voice laced with venom. I slammed the door behind me.

I strutted right back into the party, with my head held high, ignoring  the few yells and whistles. I spotted Amy grabbing something to eat so I  headed her way.

"Well you look … .ruffled." Amy giggled when I reached her.

I glared at her. "Don't even start. I will not talk about what happened  and we are no longer speaking of Cade." I ordered, snatching a carrot  stick off her plate.

Amy gave me a salute. "Aye Aye captain." I guessed she was enjoying the drinks.

I rolled my eyes and followed her as we head to a table where Lucy,  Ashley and some of the other women who's names I had forgotten were  sitting.

I sat myself down with a sigh, Ashley looked my way with a sly smile. "Everything okay Gwen?" She asked.

"Yes fine thanks." I smiled at her genuinely even if it was a bit strained.

"You and Cade … sort things out?" Lucy chimed in, curiously.

"We just had to get a few things straight." I said tightly, but smiled  again, not wanting these women to think I was a bitch. "Now I hope you  ladies will all be at the store early on Wednesday for some pre drinks  and first pick on some of the merchandise?" I tried to change the  subject, luckily women and clothing were a match made in heaven.

After, whatever that was with Cade, I began to relax and chat happily  with my new friends, drinking soda (keeping my wits about me) enjoying  good food, and actually getting along with some of the bikers who would  stop by our table every now and then. I even managed to completely  ignore Cade, whose gaze I could feel burning a hole through me  throughout the afternoon. As night started to fall, everything started  to get a bit rowdier. Amy, who was not on non alcoholic drinks, was  getting very flirty with said bikers, and they were lapping it up. When I  saw her trying to get some very scary looking tattooed man to dance  with her, I couldn't help but snicker.

I spotted some of the same skanky girls giving me and Amy very dirty  looks. I leaned over to Ashley. "So who are the girls over there  currently giving new meaning to the phrase ‘If looks could kill'?" I  asked jokingly, not wanting to offend her in case they were friends or  relatives, in small towns like this you couldn't be too careful.

Ashley made a face. "Oh those are the token club skanks." She said  scowling. "The boys kind of share them, Rosie did not want them here,  but since they are ‘with' I use that term very loosely, Asher and Jodie  she had no choice."

"Oh … " I said, a bit lost for words, looking at the bottle blond who was looking at me like she wanted to scratch my eyes out.