Page 1 of Dale
Prologue
Dale
Everybody expects their wedding to be the most perfect day. I don’t give a fuck if my wedding is perfect, though.
I’m straightening out my tie in the mirror to make sure it is crooked and then I look down at the black tuxedo I’m wearing. Wearing the tux wasn’t my idea and I feel like a kid trying to be his dad for Halloween in it.
“Natalia is gonna make you a fine wife,” my dad states while lighting his pipe.
I shrug him off. “I don’t care if she’s going to be a good wife. I’m nineteen. What the hell do I know about getting married or being a husband?”
Being married is something I never thought I would want to be. I didn’t expect that I would ever be married and I’m okay with that. This was something planned for me. I didn’t plan it at all.
Natalia apparently a hot chick from Ireland. That’s the extent of what I know about her. I don’t know anything else about her. I don’t even know her birthday.
I would have expected to know a little more about my future wife than what I do right now. I don’t expect her to be anything more than just a woman in my life. We didn’t talk about the conditions of our wedding and what we are expecting from being married.
I’m just hoping she’s as gorgeous as everyone made her seem.
My dad nods his head. My dad is a member of Hell’s Tribe MC and has been since he got back from the war. The man has always put his club in front of his family and I wouldn’t expect it to change now.
This wedding is fake. Natalia and I don’t even know each other and haven’t met yet. I’m doing this to help my dad’s true family and that’s the club. Apparently, if I bridge the gap between the two families, I’m going to get my patch with the club. I don’t see why marrying some Irish chick is going to get me this patch as opposed to just prospecting as I would have in the beginning.
I’m rubbing my hand on the back of my neck as I think about all the ways this sucks. This sucks in more ways than I could ever state.
“How would you feel if you’re marrying someone you’ve never met?” I ask him with a raised eyebrow.
“Couldn’t get any worse than my past four marriages,” he mutters. “I’ve had a knife pulled on me in one of them. A bunch of whores, if you ask me.”
“Dad, you were cheating on her with mom.”
We’re in the dressing room of the church discussing my father’s indiscretions while I wait for my life to change. I wasn’t asked in the beginning if I wanted to get married and wasn’t given an option to get out of it.
“I wasn’t cheating on your mom. Your mom and I were together before.”
I button the last button on the monkey suit I’m wearing. “I don’t want to hear anymore. Do I really have to do this? Why can’t you be with her?”
He chuckles and takes a pull of his pike. He’s sitting on one of the chairs off to the side. “Me marrying an eighteen-year-old who’s only been to America once! That’s classic.”
I shudder at what he’s saying.
The violins start playing and I know it’s time to go. I look at the mirror one last time to make sure I look semi-decent before kicking my dad in the foot.
“You wanted the wedding. We gotta go.”
Chapter One
Cassie
Where no one can see us, I sneak under the table and crawl in between Dale’s thighs. He feels me tug down the zipper to his paints and then he feels me reach in to grab his hardening dick. He sighs as my mouth descends onto his dick. I suck the purple head of his dick into my mouth and then grab the base of him into my hand.
Shuttling my mouth up and down, I make this a quick and fast blow job. I know how much Dale likes it when I suck him off in public and I’m quick to oblige.
I reach in between my own thighs to find my greedy clit hardening and begging for a release. Sucking him off is such a turn on for me. I flick my clit harder and harder and then stifle my moan around his dick.
“Congratulations!” Everyone screams out while we’re on the common grounds of the clubhouse.
I use the cheering to bite the head of his dick just a little to get my point across. We have to be fast. I shuttle my hand and my mouth up and down when he grabs my hair in his hand and shoves my mouth down the shaft of his cock. I swallow him whole and then I feel my own orgasm roll through me.
