Possessive Riders 135

Chapter 135: Back to My Girl

Chayton/Psycho’s P.O.V.

Where the hell is my girl? I’m going to start flipping tables if I don’t see her soon. Especially now that I

know I can have her again.

The first thing I’m doing is planting my lips on hers. In front of everyone. God, I can’t wait to see what she’s wearing today. I hope something skimpy. Something that shows off all the hickeys we left on her. Newest update provided by f͟i͟n͟d͟n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟.net

“Ps.ycho, you got everythin‘ situated I asked for?” Karma called out.

“Yeah,” I replied. “I was just about to-”

“I need you to find someone to replace Evander at the garage for now,” he cut me off. “He aint goin‘ back

‘til I say.”

“Uh, okay, but like… right now?” I asked.

“Yeah, they got cars backed up over there,” he replied before walking away to hide in his office where he’d

been all day.

I huffed in frustration before turning to head out. We might be on lockdown, but people still got jobs. We

pretty much just been sending out extra guys to cover our backs. No one goes anywhere alone. Everyone

comes right back here. And we cut hours for club members the best we could.

I brought Granny here earlier today. She always stays on club property if we go into lockdown. It’s only happened once before, but she knows the drill. I knew that Bly would be ecstatic to see Granny Waya, but I

hadn’t been able to track my girl down. Karma’s kept me too busy.

I walked into the common room where all the ol‘ ladies were hanging out. I knew Granny was in there,

doting on little baby Banks. However, my whole world lit up when I noticed a certain blue–eyed beauty was

also there. Bly was at a table chatting with a few of the other ol‘ ladies. They had sh.it all over the table too. Evander was hovering behind her, sitting silent, but there. I noticed him, but refused to look at him. That’s a box I’m not ready to open yet. My girl, however, is a whole different story.

Blythe definitely dressed how I hoped she would. Well, I mean, not skimpy, but easy–access. She’s wearing

a light–purple dress with spaghetti straps. It hugged her chest and waist before flaring out. It was simple and beautiful. And of course, my girl looked good enough to eat. Especially with her hair in a high ponytail, hanging down her back, waiting for me to pull on it. Showing off all those hickeys that Dragon and I left all

over her last night. Damn, it’s like she’s wearing them with pride. Fu.ck! I’m hard.

I marched through the room, my eyes locked on Blythe. She looked up when I’d made it to the other side of the table. My eyes were on her electric blue ones. I smiled, big and sinisterly.

“You been here all day?” I asked her.

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“Planning a welcome home party for the guys coming back,” she replied.

I raised a brow at her.

“And you didn’t think to come see any of us?” I asked, glancing at Evander for a brief moment. “You got what you wanted. Now it’s time to get back to normal.”

Bly scoffed, making me chuckle. I started to move around the table and Bly crossed her arms. The other ol‘ ladies snickered as they watched the show.

“I had things to do. Psy.cho,” she said when I was almost to her.

I grabbed her folded arms and tugged her to my chest.

“Yeah? Next time, make sure one of those things is coming to give your ol‘ man a fu.cking smooch,” I said right before planting my lips on hers. In front of everyone. Just like I wanted.

Bly struggled for a moment. She either melted into the kiss, or realized I wasn’t going to stop and finally kissed me back. I wrapped one arm around her soft body, holding her to me while my other hand tangled in her long hair. Much too soon though, I pulled away. I remembered where we were. As much as I’d love

to bend her over right here and show everyone just how much she belongs to me… I don’t think she’d be very happy about that.

“Wow, where’s my man again?” I heard Hazel ask, making the other ladies laugh.

“This mean I can sleep with you tonight?” I asked Bly, ignoring everyone else. Her face softened as she rested her hands on my chest, over my cut.

“Since you asked instead of assumed, I suppose it would be rude to say no,” she replied.

I beamed at her.

“Karma’s room? So we can all fit on that huge bed,” I asked with a laugh.

“We’ll see,” she replied with a shrug.

I raised a brow at her. Then I remembered what Karma said this morning about waiting until we saw

Evander. My eyes snapped up to look at Evander again. He looks rough. Karma really did a number on him. A twinge of guilt coiled in me, but I pushed it down and looked away. He deserved it. I know that. And now I understand why Bly’s going to be so angry with Karma for a while.

“You just let me know where you are, ‘kay Shorty?” I said with a smile.

“Okay,” she mumbled, smiling back at me.

“I got sh.it to do unfortunately,” I told her. “I’ll find you when I get back,” I added before kissing her quickly.

“I’ll see you later?”

Bly nodded, giving me a small smile. I waved to Granny, who was holding Banks in her arms, bouncing him lightly. Then I headed out, feeling lighter than I did five minutes ago. I’m ready to get the rest of the day over with so I can come right back here. It’s time to start fixing sh.it. Hell, it’s time to finish Bly’s cut. And

maybe arrange that date. Oh, and Dragon has to show her the house so we can-

“Oh! Wait!” Bly called out, making me stop and turn to face her. “Can I ask you for a favor?” She asked, giving me the sweetest smile.

Damn, she’s so fu.cking pretty.

Before I knew it, I was right back at her side. My arms wrapped around her once again. It was like I couldn’t stop touching her now that she was allowing it. And in front of everyone, no less. God, if I’d known before that being with Blythe openly like this felt this great, I would have done it as a teen. Biggest mistake of my life was not claiming her when I had the chance.

Never making that mistake again.

“Does it involve getting naked? Because yes,” I replied, making the ladies laugh again.

Bly gave me a flat look before playfully slapping my chest.

“No, you goof,” she said. “I need you to help me with something I promised you all last night.”

“Oh?” I replied, intrigued.

“Do you not remember what I promised last night?” she asked.

“Was this before or after I threw you over my shoulder and carried you to my room?” I said playfully.

“Before,” she replied, without missing a beat, no care in the world that we’re putting on a show. And fu.ck, does that make me all kinds of excited.

“Just tell me what you want from me,” I told her. “This playful banter just makes me want to tear all your clothes off, and my grandmother is here, Shortcake.”

Lust sparked in those electric blues. My grip on her tightened. I took a step forward with her still in my arms. She knew where I was going with this. I could see it in her eyes. In the way she swallowed hard before glancing around.

“Maybe I should ask you in private,” she muttered.

“I think that would be best, Sweetpea,” Granny called out, making the women snicker again.

Bly looked at me and I beamed at her. She spun around, grabbed my hand, and pulled me out of the room. The ladies hooted and hollered. Maddie even fist–bumped me on the way out. I felt like a fu.cking rock–star. Bly stopped just down the hall before opening a random door. It was… a random closet. It was tiny and had a few shelves full of sheets. Looks like where they keep some of the extra sheets, blankets, and pillows.

My girl shoved me inside, making me chuckle. That was when I noticed that we had a little puppy who followed us. I frowned at Evander, but he couldn’t even meet my eyes. Coward.

“The fuck you following us for?” I shot out.

Evander just turned his head. Blythe rolled her eyes before turning around to face him. He looked at her, his face blank. At least, I think it is. Hard to tell with all that bruising.

“You wait out here,” she told him, pushing him back enough to grab the doorknob. “Make sure no one disturbs us.” Then she closed the door without waiting for a response. Not that I thought Evander would give her one. Then she turned to me, giggling as she pushed her hands up my shirt. “Now, what was that about tearing my clothes off?”

“Fu.ck me, you’re perfect,” I murmured before smashing my lips to hers.

Bly kissed me back with as much desperation as I felt. Her hands went straight to my belt buckle. My dick was already hard as a rock.

“Chayton,” she moaned when I moved my lips to her neck.

“Take off your panties,” I whispered in her ear, making her shiver. “I’m gonna keep them,” I told her as she struggled to get them off in this little space. “Then the others can have easy access to you all day.”

Bly scoffed as she shoved her panties into my chest.

“No one else has even talked to me,” she said, sounding annoyed.

“Karma’s got us all busy, babe,” I told her as I spun her around and flipped the skirt of her dress up to reveal

her perfect a.ss. “Think he did it on purpose ‘cause he knows you’re pi.ssed at him.”

“Oh, well then, fu.ck me extra hard, and maybe he’ll hear it,” she replied snidely, making me chuckle.

I pulled my co.ck out and ran myself through her slit, getting my shaft nice and wet.

“You gonna tell me what it was you wanted from me?” I asked right before thrusting into her. Bly gasped and I moaned, slumping against her. I know I just had her last night, but damn…

“Oh y–yeah,” she replied. “I–I need you to stop by the tattoo shop.”