Taking Her Down (Savage Brothers Second Generation 1)

“Do you get to see them often?”

“Not often, but enough. We talk on the phone some,” I tell her. We start walking again and I pull her into the small variety store on the end of the walkway. I hate to do it, but I’ll take her in to buy a throwaway phone so she can check in with her dad. He’ll be on our tail soon, thanks to the money I dropped on my credit card. I’m dreading it, but I’ve never been one to run away from trouble. I usually face it head on, or in Kayden’s case I tangle myself up in it so deep I’ll never get free.

“What are we getting now?” she questions me. “I really think the diamond should tap out your shopping extravaganza for the day, Chains.”

“My shopping extravaganza?” I laugh, shaking my head. “You’re a damn nut, Kayden,” I mutter.

“Yeah, but you like me,” she says shyly and I pull on her hand so she’ll look at me.

“That I do,” I reply, and her eyes sparkle and those luscious full lips of hers curve into a smile.

“I like you too,” she says so quietly I have to strain to hear her.

Yeah, I’m definitely tangled up in this woman. The strange thing about that is the deeper I get, the more I like it.30Kayden“Well that went great,” I mutter staring at the phone.

“You had to know it wouldn’t, Kayden. Anyway that we played this your dad wasn’t going to be happy having a roving grease monkey like me sniffing around his daughter. Taking you and carrying you out of your apartment screaming…” Chains shrugs not bothering to finish his thought.

“I have nosy neighbors,” I mumble, flopping down on the couch.

Chains grabs me and pulls me so I’m sitting in his lap.

“Are you still hurting, Babe?” he asks, nuzzling my neck.

“I’m cramping a little.” I sigh. “I’m the only woman in history who gets some stolen time with her… well whatever you are… and starts her period,” I whine.

“Your man,” Chains growls. “I’m your man, Kayden.”

My heart skips a beat. I want to ask him how he feels about me. I want to ask him if he sees this going beyond just sleeping together. I haven’t worked up my courage yet. I’m usually direct, but I’m actually terrified of Chains’ answer because I think it might destroy me.

“You’re missing the point here, Chains. We only have a limited amount of time together and I’m ruining it by getting a visit from Aunt Flo.”

“First of all, you don’t know how much time we have together. I’m not giving you up, Kayden.” His words thrill me, and yet make me sad. I see the truth in his eyes, and I know he can see it in mine. My father will make this impossible. I’m hopeful I can talk him down, but that will take time and I’m scared that Chains will give up waiting for me and move on. When I look into Chains’ eyes, suddenly a new resolve sweeps over me.

“I’m a grown woman,” I announce, looking directly at Chains. He looks shocked for a minute and then his lips spread into a smile.

“Yeah, Babe. I think I got that the minute I sunk my dick into you—before, really.”

“I get to decide when I sleep with someone and who I let into my pants.”

“Now that is wrong.”

“No, it’s not,” I argue.

“It sure as fuck is. I’m the only man you’re letting in that sweet body of yours, Kayden. You want a cock, you get mine. You want tongue, it better damn well be mine. You want me to eat that sweet cunt while I’m fingering you, I’m down, any fucking time, because there’s nothing I like better in this whole fucking world. But, it will only ever be me, Kayden. I was your first and Baby Girl, you better believe, I’m going to be your fucking last.”

I listen to his words, a warmth filling me that I can’t even begin to explain. That doesn’t sound like he’s just trying to fuck me out of his system…

“That sounds like you care,” I whisper, only half realizing that I said the words out loud.

“Babe, I’m pissing off the biggest MC crew in this territory. A man doesn’t just do that to get his rocks off. There’s too much easy pussy for that shit.”

“You’re such a sweet talker,” I mutter, shaking my head.

“You’re too damn salty to like me if I was sweet.”

“My point was that I’m just going to tell my father that I’m an adult and he will have to respect my choices and for some unknown reason, I’m choosing you.”

“Not sure your father will accept that, but you have no idea how fucking good it feels to hear you say that you choose me.”

“I’m sorry I’m ruining our night together,” I sigh curling into him.