Page 21 of Finding Solace
My brother's parting words just before I wake up. "Oh, andReid…"
I cut my eyes to him one last time, "Yeah?"
"Cut your damnhair."
So,standing in front of my bathroom mirror with the hair clippers in my hand, I'm going to give Noah what he asked for, I'm cutting my hair. Shaving the sides all the way down to my scalp, I leave a few inches of length on the top. Then I take my razor and finish off the sides. Once I'm done I look at the person I haven't seen since I lost my brother. I see… me. With the sides of my head shaved you can now see my tattoo. The same one Noah had. Only his was on the back of his shoulder. It's a black and grey skull with red roses. Our pops had the same tat. After he passed Noah and I got the tattoo in his honor. When Noah died, I let my hair grow. Looking in the mirror was a constant reminder that he was no longer here. But now looking in the mirror, I feel different. I feel him with me. And I'm not only honoring my Pops; I'm also honoringNoah.
Walking back to my room, I dress in a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt and my cut. Grabbing the keys to my bike off my dresser, I make my way to the lift. This will be the first time in a couple of months that I have rode my bike and I can't wait to feel the wind on my face. I straddle my bike, then I start it up. I close my eyes and enjoy the rumble and the vibration beneath me.Fuckin'heaven.
When I pull up to the clubhouse, I park my bike and make my way around back. As I round the corner, I can already hear talking and laughter. Once I come into view, all talking ceases. Now everyone's eyes are trained on me. All my brothers including Gabriel have smiles on their faces, while Bella and Alba both have their mouths hanging open in shock. Neither one of them has ever seen me like this, seen the real me. Quinn is the first to break thesilence.
"Long time, no see,motherfucker!"
I walk up to the people I consider family, "Yeah, I know, but better late than never, right?" I catch movement to my right, and I see Prez stepping up tome.
"Glad to see ya, son," he says pulling me in for ahug.
"Thanks, Prez." Ireturn.
A couple of hours later I'm sitting outside at a table with my brothers when I feel a set of arms snake around my neck from behind. Looking over my shoulder, I see Liz our club whore. Her actions piss me the fuck off. I have no idea what the hell her game is since I haven't touched her ass in over a year. That's when I see Mila standing about ten feet behind us with a look of shock and hurt all over her gorgeousface.
Son of abitch.
With Ava on her hip, she quickly turns around and rushes off in Bella's direction. I don't miss the death glare on Bella's face either. Gripping Liz by her wrists, I toss her arm off me as I stand. Leaning in real close to the bitch's face, "I know what you're trying to do, but your games won't work on me. Don't ever fucking touch me again," I seethe. With a slight shove, Liz teeters back, almost falling. The only thing on my mind right now isMila.
Striding across the yard, I put myself on a direct path to Mila. I step in front of Bella who is currently holding Ava while whispering to her friend, warning her of my arrival. "Kitten," I rumble, "I need to speak with you," I demand, taking her hand in mine and leading her across the clubhouse lawn past all the lingering eyes, past Quinn and his obnoxious shit-eating grin and walk inside. Coming to the first door I see, which happens to be a bathroom, I stop. Tugging Mila inside behind me, I close the door and lock it before I press her against it with mybody.
"What are you doing?" she asks with a slight pitch to hervoice.
"Just wanted to sayhi."
She narrows her gold colored eyes at me, "Well, now that you've said it, you can let me go, and go back to yourfriend."
Bringing my face a mere inch from hers, I stress my next words carefully. "Liz is not my friend, in fact, she is nothing to me. The whore is just a shit stirring troll." After a moment she seems satisfied with my sincerity and nods. With her face still a breath away from mine Mila licks her lips, and states, "You look…different."
Reaching her hand up, she runs her soft, delicate fingers over the tattoo on my freshly shaved head. "I like it," she admits in a low raspy voice. The words barely leave her mouth when I bring my lips crashing down on hers. We both let out a moan as our tongues make their way into one anothers mouth. Both desperately seeking each others taste. Without thought, I run my palm down the front of Mila's dress and slip my hand underneath until I find what I’m lookingfor.
"Reid," Mila moans into my mouth as I guide my hand inside of her panties, and I run my finger through her slit, my actions causing her to buck herhips.
"So fuckin' wet for me," I growl. When I see the look in her eyes that says she is starting to overthink things, I lean in and whisper into her ear. "Close your eyes Kitten, just feel and let me take care of you." As soon as the words leave my mouth, Mila closes her eyes, and her body relaxes completely into me. Pressing my palm against her clit, I slip one finger inside of her pussy. Feeling how tight she is has me so fuckin' hard, and I wish it were my cock inside of her instead. When I feel her walls begin to tighten around my finger, I rest my forehead against hers, "Come for me, Kitten." As soon as the command leaves my mouth Mila's pussy spasms around my finger and I take her mouth with mine, swallowing her cry as her orgasm crashes throughher.
Once her breathing is back under control and the fog has lifted from her brain, I feel the change in Mila as she stiffens under me. When I pull back, I can see an embarrassed look on her face, and she refuses to meet my eyes. I'm not having it. "Babe, look at me." When she ignores me and starts to fidget, I tip her chin and force her to look at me. "Don't you dare be embarrassed by what just happened. Watching you come undone was the sexiest thing I've ever seen. And I plan on making you come again, only next time it will be on my cock when I'm deep inside your sweet pussy. When it happens, it damn sure won't be inside a bathroom. It will be at home in my bed, where I will spend all night worshiping your body. Now tell me you get me, Kitten." Mila nods her head so I ask her again, "I need words, babe." With a shuttered breath she gives me what I askfor.
"Yeah, Reid. I gotyou."
Flipping the lock on the bathroom door, I go to take Mila's hand once again only to have her stopme.
"Don't you want to maybe… uh… wash your hand before we go back out there?" She inquires pointing to the hand that she just came all over. Turning my body slightly towards her and looking over my shoulder, I lift the finger that was just inside of her and put them it my mouth, causing Mila's to open hers in shock. Once I've sucked it clean, I give her a wink. "Sweetest thing I ever fuckin'tasted."
CHAPTER TWELVE
MILA
Ihave never gotten off as fast and as hard as I did pressed against the door in that bathroom. I ended up spending the rest of the night riding a high from the fast-paced orgasm he gave me. The way he controlled the situation—commanded me. His kiss—His touch provoked so many feelings and caused so many sensations to flood mysenses.
When I first noticed him tonight, I was taken aback by his appearance… In a good way. He looked extraordinarily sexy, yet so different with his head shaved exposing that beautiful tattoo. The look suits him. He looked like a new man. He seemedhappy.
Lying here in bed hours later, my body is still on fire from our encounter and craving his touch. If he can do what he did in a matter of minutes, what can he do with moretime?
