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Chapter Thirty-Two

Griffin's Beach Colt

C olt left the Chapel to leave the Presidents to talk, and he passed Brock as he walked by with a laptop under his arm. Looking around, he couldn’t find Lex anywhere. Or Dani. He walked back to his old apartment to find it sitting empty. Almost as if it's waiting for him to return. Sometimes, he misses Griffin's Beach, but he knows how terrible this place was for Lex. He'll take a healthy wife over his hometown.

His hand slides over the frame, taking note that it's been fixed.

“Why the fuck would I think they would've just let it stay broken?” he mutters to himself.

Flashes of having to kick in his own apartment door to get to Lex almost take his breath away. The way O'Malley not only got into their clubhouse but was able to chain his wife to his own fucking bed still wakes Colt in the middle of the night. She was vulnerable in the one place women should always be safe. Their own goddamn clubhouse. But what keeps him awake is the fact he could have lost her. O'Malley had the perfect opportunity to take her rather than just taunt them. Even though the bastard's dead, it doesn't take away the horror of everything he did to them.

Colt steps outside, expecting to see his curly blonde wife sitting on the swings. For some reason, swings always seem to be her safe space. The one childhood memory not tarnished by her asshole brother. Whenever she needs to think or get away, he's usually guaranteed to find her on the nearest swing set.

Instead, the swings sit empty. The only other place Lex would be is on the bench on the top of the building. Colt’s never known why a bench was put on the roof, but it’s a guarantee to find his wife sitting up there in the dark if she’s not on the swings. It’s a perfect hideaway spot.

The moment his eyes catch sight of her on the bench when his head comes above the building has him sighing in relief.

“There you are.”

“I got Dani set up in a room for the time being, and I just need some air,” Lex says.

“The Presidents are talking now about what to do. How's my girl?”

“It's so weird. I don't work directly with the RIO, and I think I've met Dimitri maybe twice, but this feels like a huge betrayal. I mean, they've been part of the club longer than I have,” she says. “And to know someone the club trusts gave Scarface information about me, knowing I was a ticket to getting something he wanted, feels gross.”

Moving to sit next to her on the bench, he wraps his arms around her and holds her close. “I'm sorry, baby.”

“I'm also really pissed at myself for not remembering Ivan's name.”

“We're going to get him, babe. We're going to kill that motherfucker.”

The fact his wife feels violated in any way hurts him. Especially because it's a direct tie to the club that caused it. She's supposed to be protected from all this shit, and he can't help the guilt. Her father makes her a blood relation to the club, but their marriage intertwines her even further. She's a prime target, just like Lily is. But no matter what may happen, he knows he never regrets being with her. He just hopes she feels the same.

Turning in his arms, Lex kisses him, her body wrapping around his. Her tongue slides into his mouth, and he feels the need in her touches. Not necessarily desire or passion but a need for comfort. Comfort only he can provide her, and he's powerless to resist her.

His hand slides up her shirt to cup her chest, teasing her nipple through the fabric of her bra. Her body shifts yet closer to his, and he groans as her hips rub her sex against his fly. The desire he has for his wife makes the constricting fabric painful, even though he loves the feel of her rubbing against him.

“I need you,” she murmurs against his lips, and he lifts them off of the bench and onto the roof away from any prying eyes from the ground below.

Colt strips off his leather and sets it on the ground while she pulls her shirt off before reaching around and unclasping her bra. The sinking sun makes her look like an angel, and he pulls her down to suck one nipple into his mouth, followed by the other, while she continues to dry hump his groin.

“Baby, I gotta take these jeans off,” he says, his voice low and husky.

Moving away from him, Lex allows him to stand and strip naked from the waist down. She surprises him by kneeling and taking him into her mouth.

“You said you need me,” he moans as her tongue swirls before sucking hard. “Fuck, that feels good.”

Her soft hands stroke the base of his cock as she makes sweet love to his head with her hot mouth, and he tries to think of something, anything, to get his mind off of how damn good she feels to try and avoid coming in her mouth.

“Lex!” Dax shouts frantically, saving him from having to try and remember something from baseball or basketball. Any kind of sport, really. He's disappointed when her mouth disappears from him, though.

Lex moves to the edge of the roof, and he immediately worries she's forgotten she's topless. “I'm up here. Dani's in a room on the second floor.”

“You left her alone?”

“She wanted to be left alone. It's the... fifth door on the right.”

“Thanks!”

Moving back to Colt, she smirks. “You were close. I felt you start to tense up.”

“I was about to blow,” he admits and kisses her. “You know how much I fucking love your mouth.”

“What else do you love?” she asks and steps out of her jeans and panties to stand before him completely naked.

He pulls them down and out of sight of someone on the playground equipment, and she slides onto him with ease. He hisses at how tight and wet she is. Always is. For him. “I love everything about you.”

“There has to be something.”

“Your big toes are kind of weird,” he jokes, and he's rewarded with a giggle as she rides him. “I don't love everything all the time, but you wouldn't be you if you changed. Besides, it's fucking impossible to think of anything while you're riding me like this. Feels too damn good to have blood flowing anywhere near my brain.”

He reaches up and cups her tits, loving how she arches her back and pressing her hard nipples into his palms. “I have to stop being so selfless,” she moans. “At least when it comes to taking care of myself. Stop following the whole coming second because it's how I was raised mentality.”

Pulling her onto his chest, he stills her body to thrust into her, making her whimper. “You found something for me,” he whispers, his breathing becoming heavy. “But with us, you normally get to come first. Although, fuck, baby, you feel so damn good.”

“I'm close,” she moans in his ear before kissing his neck. “Right there, Colt. Right... there.”

His hips thrust harder and faster, and she bites his shoulder as she comes apart, her body clinging and pulsating around him. He continues until she comes down and slows his pace.

“Wow,” Lex pants and sits back up, pushing hair from her face as she grinds her hips against his. “It's always amazing how a good fuck with my sexy ass husband helps.”

“I aim to please.”

“You do a damn good job,” she says and smiles at him. “God, I love you.”

He shifts to sit up, his ass scraping slightly at the gravel they lay on through his kutte, and he pulls her chest to his. “You are my love,” he says, his hands pushing her wild hair from her face. “Everything I do in this life is for or because of you. You are my world. You and the kids.”

“When you talk like that, you are so damn sexy.”

“How sexy?”

Smirking, she kisses him. “Like you have to ask.”

He pouts when she lifts her body from his, but she moves her jeans to the bench before kneeling on them, bending forward and pressing her chest flat on it.

“You have such a hot ass, Alexis Nichols,” Colt murmurs as he comes up and enters her from behind. “Such a nice ass.”

“You should see yours,” she moans.

The back door opens, and voices fill the air. Her body trembles in excitement while they continue fucking with an increased risk of being caught.

One hand holds her hip while the other slides up her back and around her throat to place two fingers into her mouth to help keep her quiet. When she sucks on his fingers, he thrusts harder and faster than he intends to. It wasn't meant to be a marathon session, but he knows they're both coming faster than planned.

Her muffled moans as she clenches around him send him to the moon, and he growls as he finds his release, pumping as far as he can to fill her with everything he has.

“Who's up there?” Max calls.

“None of your fucking business,” Colt calls back, breathless.

Lex laughs as her body falls limp around the bench, and Colt pulls out. He shoves his jeans and boots on before he leans over to see Max and Daphne standing by the swings. He knows they can't see them, but he assumes they heard them.

“What are you looking at?”

She continues to laugh as she gets dressed, staying mindful of their audience, and Max and Daphne begin to clap.

“How long have you been married?” Daphne asks.

“Long enough. Why?” Colt asks.

“Just that a lot of people I know stop getting busy when they get married. Plus, you have kids. Good for you!”

Lex appears next to him and bows. “Thank you, thank you very much.”

“She's not shy, I see,” Max says with a chuckle.

“Oh, hunny, if you had any idea what he's capable of, you wouldn't be, either. Daph, I need to talk to you.”

Confused, Colt pulls Lex back and kisses her. “You're just going to fuck me and leave me?”

“Yeah, pretty much,” she says with a smile. “Besides, you're going to be leaving soon.”

“Not right now.”

“Colt!” TK shouts as he walks through the back door. “We're leaving in fifteen.”

Narrowing his eyes, Colt gives a joking glare to his wife. “Pure luck.”

“Baby, after all the years we've been together, you know there's nothing pure about me,” she says and gently slaps his cheek. “Love you.”

“I love you more.”

“Not possible. Nice try, though.”

He follows her down the ladder. “How do you figure?”

“I popped two kids out of my hooha for you. One of which came without drugs. That's more love than you can ever imagine.”

Opening his mouth, Colt closes it again with no real argument coming to mind. The memories of her screams as she pushed Noah out after she stubbornly refused to go to the hospital when the contractions started because she was convinced she was experiencing false labor flash before him. Too far along for pain meds. “You can only use the whole birthing thing for so long.”

“No, I think that's pretty much an argument to win everything,” Max says. “I can't even imagine passing a kidney stone.”

“That's because you're the second most pierced dude in the club,” Colt says, holding the door open for everyone to walk inside. “But, I'll concede. You win, baby.”

“I always win,” she says with a bright smile. “Even when I lose, I win.”

Laughing, he shakes his head at this sexy, intelligent, and difficult woman he somehow tricked to fall in love with him. How he did that, he'll never know, but he does thank his lucky stars tonight for her.