Page 34 of Georgie (Sons of Hell MC #10)

George

Two weeks later...

I wish I could say when I woke up from surgery that my lovely, caring wife was happy to see me, but that would be a lie.

And my granny didn’t raise a liar.

Nope, my wife, my beautiful best friend, showed me exactly how much she cared about me by slapping me upside my head and then proceeded to yell at me for how scared I made her.

Like it was my fault I got shot!

The only thing that saved me from hours of her ranting was hauling her onto the bed with me and kissing her stupid.

Okay, so I didn’t technically kiss her stupid, but it did shut her up long enough for the tears to start. Those lasted a good ten minutes. In the end, she forgave me for getting shot, and I kept my mouth shut.

To make matters worse, my brother, Frankie, refused to leave, saying I needed a babysitter.

Granny backed him up.

So did King.

By day three, I refused to stay in the hospital another minute and signed myself out against medical advice.

I was a damn doctor for crying out loud.

I knew what to watch for and how to take care of myself.

Lot of good that did me because I ended up back in bed, albeit in Josie’s bed, until she felt certain I was able to stand on my own two feet again without wincing.

But I wasn’t complaining.

Her bed was more comfortable.

So imagine my surprise when I woke up to find myself spread eagle and tied to her bed. Now I was all for a little fun, but the look Josie was sporting didn’t bode well for me. I mean, I’d been in this damn bed for over a week now.

I know I didn’t do anything.

At least I didn’t think I did.

“Uh, baby,” I said, tugging on the restraints. “Whatcha’ doin?”

Moving about the room, Josie said, “I thought since you were feeling better, we could play a little. That is, if you are up to it?”

Grinning from ear to ear, I licked my lips as my dick got hard. “Oh, babe. I am so up for it. What did you have in mind?”

“I was remembering the night you tied me up.”

“Yeah, baby, that night was so good.”

“Well, that got me thinking. Do you remember the vibrator you forgot about?”

My body stilled, and I gulped, wondering where she was going with this. “Yeah.”

“Well, I was shopping with Bailey the other day and she reminded me that with everything going on in the last few weeks, I never got you back for what you did to me.”

“Josie,” I muttered, testing the ropes around my wrists. “I thought you forgave me for that. I said I was sorry.”

“Oh, I did forgive you, George. But Bailey said there is a difference between forgiveness and getting even. I think I want to get even.”

“You know, I don’t think I want you hanging out with Bailey anymore. She’s a bad influence on you.”

Josie chuckled. “I think she’s fabulous.”

“Look, babe, whatever that woman told you, it was wrong. I am really sorry, and it will never happen again.”

“You’re right, George, it won’t because I ordered this.” My wife grinned as she held up a brand spanking new dildo.

Now I knew logically that the dildo was on the thinner side. More like a starter dildo. Hell, my dick was way bigger and thicker than that thing, but knowing where she was about to stick it, the damn thing might as well have been a fucking two by four!

“Josephine, don’t even think about it!”

Smirking, she climbed on the bed and slowly crawled between my legs. “What was it you said to me that night?” she asked as I felt the tip of the dildo at my back entrance. “Oh, that’s right. Take a deep breath, baby. This will only hurt for a second.”

The second I felt the tip slide past my clenched hole, my entire body lit up as she added, “Did I mention it vibrates too?”

THE END