“How do you get rid of him?” Knox asked.
“You know him, Uncle Jakey?” I asked. “Maybe you can think of something. I just wanted to bring this to the table. Right away. It’s all happening so fast right now.”
Uncle Jakey stood up. “You’re looking to make up on lost time with that woman. I know you, King. From the day I met you, you’ve been tied up with her. So tell me this out of prison thing has nothing to do with her.”
“Of course it has something to do with her,” I said. “But this is about the Reap. This guy was going to come after you no matter what. He made that very clear to me. He had the pictures of Tito’s murder scene. He had forms, data, information. He had everything. What did you want me to do? Hole up in prison and let everything fall apart?”
“Okay,” Knox said. “This is getting out of control here. We have someone eyeing the Reap. There’s not much to come after us for right now, but if he’s building a case, it can make us look like shit pretty fast. So we have to be careful.”
“Go north,” Uncle Jakey said.
“What?” I asked.
“You, Slam, Knox, a couple others,” Uncle Jakey said. “Go north. I have a family cabin about three hours away. Go north for a week or so.”
“Why?” I asked.
“Because I fucking said so,” Uncle Jakey said with gritted teeth.
“You have to give me more,” I said. “Everything I’ve done here for you. For this club. I want to know what happened to Tito. What happened the night I went after his killer. Or supposed killer.”
Uncle Jakey eyed me again and stepped toward me.
Knox quickly rushed around the table, keeping distance between us. I had never really had too many problems with Uncle Jakey but I wasn't in a position to get bullied around. Fuck that. I was already living on borrowed time, so what did it all matter?
“King, listen to Uncle Jakey,” Knox said. “We’ll take a ride. What for?”
“Diversion,” Uncle Jakey said. “Buys me time to start my investigation. You break apart from us and Anderson. You can tell him whatever the hell you want. Tell him you’re working on something big for the Reap. Keep his dick hard.”
“Thanks for that visual,” Knox said.
“What about Linds?” I asked. “What do I tell her?”
“She’s not my problem. Say whatever you want.”
Knox nodded to me. A silent way of saying don’t fucking push it.
“Fair enough,” I said.
“Good,” Uncle Jakey said. “Then we all agree.”
“What about the rest of the club?” Knox asked. “When do we talk to them?”
“You talk to who you take,” Uncle Jakey said. “I’ll tell the rest.”
“Okay,” Knox said. “We have a plan. Everyone agrees. Everyone is good here. Let’s play this thing smart. Maybe we can get rid of this Anderson guy and keep King out of prison.”
“I don’t know, brother,” I said. “I’m on death row path right now.”
“We all are,” Knox said.
“If I had a gavel in my hand, this is where I’d swing it,” Uncle Jakey. “Go make your fucking plans.”
“Yeah,” I said.
“Kingston,” Uncle Jakey’s rough voice said. He nodded. “You kept shit honest. Even if I don’t agree with this and what’s happening, you kept honest with yourself and the Reap.”
“I always said I would.”
“I’ll remember that.”
The comment seemed like it had more meaning but Knox threw an arm around me and walked me out of chapel. Tensions were high. Whatever this Anderson guy was, he definitely had Uncle Jakey worried.
That shit though I needed to let slip away.
I had to go tell Linds I was leaving her for a week…
MY HANDS HELD her curved waist tight. I pulled her down as I thrust up, pounding my cock deep into her sweet pussy. My lips traveled from her chest up to her neck. I inhaled the smell of her hair and body, a succulent mix of shampoo, soap, and great sex.
Linds put her hands to my hands and braced herself, working those pretty legs so good and so hard, riding my cock like I was her favorite toy.
I goddamn better be her favorite fucking toy.
As my tongue flickered against her lips, she kissed me back, groaning into my mouth. I slid my hands to the small of her back and let her take control. Grinding her pussy against me. Lifting and lowering.
The room filled with steam. My heart was filled with love for my girl. The moments we shared were always intense. Never a dull fucking moment.
I brought my hands up to her chest and cupped her perfect tits. I pushed at her, putting her at arm’s length beyond me. She put her hands to the bed and kept fucking me. Watching the way her hips and belly moved, riding back and forth against my thick and ready cock was a thing of beauty. My shaft glistening with her wet honey. I felt my balls pulsing, wanting to unleash to the depths of her body.
When I reached the point of not being able to hold back, I had to take action. I pushed forward against her and moved right on top of Linds. She locked her legs behind me as I hovered over her, thrusting my dick in and out of her.
“Get ready for me, sweetie,” I warned.