The Thunder Wolves MC - Lexie (Book #9)

10

Cora

From the first day I saw him. His dark blue eyes drew me in. The beginning of fifth grade was the beginning of getting him to notice me. I tried everything, but nothing I have ever done has gotten him to even glance at me the way I have watched him look at others. None of them ever loved him as much as I love him. All of them left him. A couple thought they might stay, but a simple offer of money and they were gone. None of them were good enough for him. He was mine, and one day we would end up together. Our babies will be beautiful. But first, I had to get him to look at me for more than a few seconds at a time. Then, I had to find a way to get him to stop running away from my love. I thought I was getting somewhere recently. He hasn't been seeing anyone for the last year. At least not for more than a week or two before the girl moved on.

This gave me hope. I could forgive him for sleeping around with other women. I grew up around the MC. I know not all the members are faithful to their old ladies. I know my dad himself wasn't a one woman kind of guy. As my mom says, "it comes with loving an MC member. You have to give a little to get everything the guys are willing to offer." My dad spoils my mom and me, and in return, my mom looks the other way when he decides to spend time with one of the club girls. I could do the same for Iron. I know I needed to work on my feelings when it came to finding out he has slept with another woman. But I know in time I could for him. He just had to realize I was the woman for him.

Leaving the bar, I was disappointed. Iron has not shown up to hang out with any of the guys for nearly two weeks now. Not since Jax texted him, telling him that some chick was trying to get a hold of him. Tonight Tiny was at the bar, and I heard him tell some of the others that Iron was out of town dealing with some personal s**t. He didn't say what, but it didn't matter. What was there outside of town that Iron needed to deal with? His family was here in town. Tiny was with Iron's mom, and she was still in town. Along with both of Iron's sisters, I had seen both of them earlier in the day. So what did he need to leave town for that wouldn't have the rest of his family out of town? It didn't make sense. It made even less sense to me as I sat outside his house and he pulled into his driveway.

I know it was probably creepy of me to be sitting outside his house. But after leaving the bar, I found myself driving to his place. I know it was because I had been thinking about him. I didn't pull into his drive or even park right outside his house. I had parked down the street a bit, but so I was looking at the front of his house. It wasn't a big house, nothing fancy. But it was also just him, for now.

I watched as he pulled his motorcycle up close to the house before heading inside. He didn't look upset or anything. Had Tiny lied to the others on why Iron hasn't been by the bar? I didn't think that was likely. So then, what was going on? I wanted to know now. Was this woman that had been trying to track him down more of a concern than I initially thought? He said they hooked up. I figured she was trying to find him to hook up again. But now I wonder if there isn't something more. I was going to have to find out, and if needed, I would offer her the same amount of money I offered the others to leave him alone. If she didn't go for the standard, I was more than willing to up the price. They always had a dollar amount they were willing to take to back off.

Sitting outside Irons place, I watched lights turn on and off as he moved through his house. I sat and watched until finally, every light in the house was off and stayed off. He was in bed. It was late, around three in the morning. I should head home too, but now I needed information. And Tiny wasn't giving it out. So I would have to resort to trying to get it out of one of Iron's friends. He was close to two other members, both closer to our age. A member that went by Blue, his real name was Blain, and had gone to school with us. The two didn't get along at first, but they became good friends over the years. The other member went by the name Snoopy. He was maybe a year or two older and was originally from California. He and Iron hit it off and became close friends a couple of years ago when Snoopy first moved here. Both Blue and Snoopy were good for information when I needed it about Iron. It came at a small price, but one day it will have been worth it. So long as neither of the two grew too close to me. Both have asked me out, and I know they would like more than what I gave them. But I have done well to hold them off so far. And the best part was neither of the two knew I used them both the same way. Hell, neither one knew I was using either of them.

Tonight I decided to start with Blue. He usually had better intel than Snoopy. Well, that and Blue was easier to get information from. He also lived closer to Iron's place. Taking me only a couple of minutes to drive over to his place, parking on the street a couple of houses down. His place was dark, and looked as though he was also already in bed. But I knew that wouldn't matter. He wouldn't turn me away. A quick touch-up on my red lipstick and pulling my hair up into a high ponytail, and I was ready to go. I climbed out of my car and walked down the street to Blue's front door, ringing the doorbell.

It took a minute, but he finally opened the door, letting me in. As I moved passed him, his eyes moved over my body, a knowing look in his eyes. There was only one reason I was here this late at night. Well, one reason as far as he was concerned. My actual reason for being here was one he never figured out yet always gave me. And I hope it always stays that way. If he ever figured out that I only gave him what he wanted to get what I wanted, he would stop giving me what I wanted.

Stopping a couple of feet inside the door, I waited for him to close and lock the door. Taking a deep breath, I let it out slowly before turning around and facing him. He was only in a pair of basketball shorts. He had been in bed. Taking a step closer to him, I ran a hand over his bare chest. He wasn't as well built as Iron is. Or at least not as well built as Iron looks. I have only seen small glimpses of his stomach from his shirt lifting up accidentally. Still, Blue wasn't that bad. He wasn't fat by any means. He just didn't work out as much as Iron.

Adding my other hand to his bare chest, I moved both hands down his front pushing his shorts down. Moving my tongue slowly, I licked my lips, making his eyes drop to them from keeping eye contact with me. Moving my hands back up his front, I slowly lowered myself in front of him until I was eye level with his fully erect p***s. Moving my hands to his hips, I ran my tongue over his tip. One of his hands instantly moved to the back of my head, grabbing hold of my ponytail. His other hand moved to the wall next to him. Opening my mouth, I moved over him, taking him in halfway before moving my head back. Moving slowly, I worked him farther into my mouth. His grip on my hair tightened after a couple of times of me only taking him halfway into my mouth. One more time of, only taking him halfway was all I was going to get. I did my best to ready myself, knowing what was to come. But it didn't matter. No matter how many times I have done this, I was never really ready for him to thrust forward. That didn't stop it from happening. Nor did it stop me from gaging slightly as he pushed himself to the back of my throat. Taking control as he pulled back, his grip on my hair forced my head to move how he wanted it to. My hands gripped his hips, helping to keep me steady as he began thrusting into me, pushing himself as deep as he could into my throat.

After what always feels like a lifetime of choking, he pulled himself out of my mouth. He didn't finish in my throat, which means he wants more tonight than just a blow job. He better have good information for this, or I am going to be pissed. Standing back up, I let him pull my clothes off me and lead me back to his room. In the dark, I could pretend I was with Iron and not Blue. Letting him do whatever he wanted to me until he tired himself out. Then finally, after he collapsed next to me and started to drift off to sleep, I was able to ease what little information he had from him.

"Iron may be the father of Lexie's unborn baby. He drove up today to meet with her because she had a doctor's appointment. He will be heading out early Monday morning, around six, to drive back up there and meet her at her doctor's to have a paternity test done."

I had to bite my tongue and pretend I didn't really care. But deep down, I did. He can't be the father of her baby. He and I were supposed to have babies together. Humming, I made Blue believe I was falling asleep, allowing him to drift the rest of the way to sleep. Sighing, I lay there for a while, longer awake. At least now I wasn't going to have to pay a visit to Snoopy tomorrow night and see what information he had. I knew enough from what Blue knew to know what the hell was going on. And come Monday morning, I will follow Iron out and find out who this Lexie is. Pregnant or not, she would have a dollar amount that would pay her off to leave him alone. I was definitely going to have to up the amount with her being pregnant. But I will deal with that later.