EMPTY SECRETS (A Back Down Devil MC Novella) (7 page)

Jett stared at her. His eyes were
so intense. So deep and dark.
So beautiful.

“
Yeah,
maybe I
’
ll do that,
”
Jett said.

He then started to walk again. This
time he didn
’
t hold Lena
’
s hand. They walked along the
side of the building. Lena took all her surroundings in. She wondered if she
shouldn
’
t just make a run
for it right now. If she just started to go
…
keep her legs moving
…
pumping
…

Lena saw the front of the building
and the compound, and her idea was suddenly shattered. There were motorcycles
everywhere. A few guys were standing around. To the gates it looked like ten
more miles. Lena knew if she tried running Jett would catch her in seconds. If
he would catch her. She looked at him, noting the look on his face. Lena hated
herself for what had happened
…
the sex was so good and now she was pretending it never happened.

“
Getting
anything?
”
Jett asked.

“
No,
”
Lena lied.
“
Nothing yet.
”

“
Come
over here for a second,
”
Jett said.

They walked to a railing. There was
a ramp next to the railing that went down to a large garage door. The place was
a big compound of vehicles, and part,s and supplies. Lena knew that must have
been the cover for the MC.

She touched the railing and stared
out.

“
You
don
’
t seem so confused
right now,
”
Jett said.

Lena gasped and turned her head.
“
I don
’
t know what to feel. I don
’
t understand
…”

“
Nothing
’
s coming back, huh?
”
Jett asked.

“
Nothing.
Maybe you should call the police. Let them come get me.
”

“
What
do I tell them? That I found you in a bloody shirt? That I didn
’
t call them right away? That you
woke up, knew your name, knew my name, begged me to fuck you, then fell back
asleep? Oh, then you woke up this morning and can
’
t
remember a thing?
”

Lena swallowed.
“
I don
’
t know. They can help.
”

“
What
can they do? Ask you a million questions. So I can do that. What do you
remember? Anything. Something. A snippet of anything
…”

Lena
’
s
bottom lip quivered.

I remember everything. Don
’
t fucking get on me,
Jett. Don
’
t
fucking hurt me
…
everyone always hurts me.

“
It
’
s all blank,
”
Lena said.

“
Yeah
…”

Lena looked forward again. She was
going to give it another few seconds then ask to go back inside. Then she could
find a way for Jett to leave the bedroom long enough for her to make her
escape. She knew the way out. And if she couldn
’
t
walk right out of the gates, there were other ways.

Before she could say something
else, she felt something press against her. Not something, but someone. She
looked back and saw Jett towering over her.

Their eyes met and Lena opened her
mouth, but had no breath. Jett had stolen her breath, again. She was left
quivering, wondering what the hell was happening.

“
Do
you have feeling in your right leg?
”
he whispered as he stared down at her.

“
Yeah
…
why?
”

“
Then
why haven
’
t you blasted me
in the nuts yet?
”

“
What?
”

“
Some
guy presses himself against you and you don
’
t
kick him away. Why not?
”

“
I
…
you
…
you
’
re
not going to hurt me.
”

“
How
do you know? Do you remember something?
”

Lena was trapped. Completely
busted. She told herself to swing her right leg and hit Jett in the balls. Get
him off her. Push him away. Scream. Yes. Scream. Scream loud. Jett was against
her. Lena wasn
’
t supposed
to know who he was. She wasn
’
t
supposed to
…

“
Maybe
something from last night
…”

“
Christ,
beautiful, you
’
re lying to
me,
”
Jett said. He pushed
at the railing and broke away from Lena.

She felt lonely, cold.

“
You
’
re fucking lying,
”
Jett growled.
“
You remember everything. You
remember what happened. You remember me fucking you. You
’
re playing a game, Lena. I don
’
t play fucking games. That
’
s how people lose their lives
around here.
”

“
Are
you threatening me?
”
Lena
asked.

“
I
’
m warning you. Right now. One
chance
…”

Lena wasn
’
t sure what to think in that moment. The rage on
Jett
’
s face was very real.
Real enough that she thought about Victor. That
’
s
how he would get. Except Victor would attack first and ask questions later.
Jett seemed to be the same type, but not around her. He held back just enough
for her.

“
Lena
…”

“
Fuck,
”
Lena whispered.
“
Fuck, fuck, fuck
…”

Jett closed in on her again. He put
his hands to the railing and stood there. He looked down at her. His eyes were
on fire but had a hint of sympathy.

“
I
remember everything,
”
she
whispered.
“
Okay?
Everything. From the time I could remember up until
…
whatever
…”

“
So
the blood
…”

“
I
know whose it is.
”

“
Husband?
”
Jett asked.

“
No.
”

“
Boyfriend?
”

“
Sort
of.
”

“
We
better go back inside and start talking.
”

seven.

Jett sat on the end of the bed and
rested his elbows on his legs. He watched a beautiful woman pacing back and
forth, divulging some deep secrets, looking more and more scared by the second.
She played with her hands. She played with her hair. Sometimes she stood with her
back to Jett.

But it was pretty simple.

She stabbed her boyfriend, Victor,
who was some connected guy with ties that ran down through California into
Mexico and right back up into Vegas. None of it was a big shock to Jett. He
knew how
families
worked. Fuck, he had been born into one and suffered
through the murder of his mother by his father. All part of
the family
though.

“
You
stabbed him,
”
Jett said
when Lena took a breath.

She turned and faced Jett.
“
Yeah.
”

“
That
’
s fucking crazy.
”

“
I
had a plan though. To do it and run. But he was always a step ahead
…”

“
You
still got him though.
”

“
I
stabbed him while trying to get away from him and one of his guys. I stabbed
Victor and then the guy hit me.
”

Jett felt his heart twist and burn.
“
Some guy hit you?
”

“
Yeah.
That
’
s what knocked me out.
”

“
Someone
fucking hit you. And then just threw you over my ride.
”

“
Yeah.
Sorry I
’
m not something
better.
”

Jett sighed and rubbed his chin.
Miller wanted this chick gone. Hell, under any normal circumstance, Lena would
have been long gone by now. Especially since the memory thing was a complete
fucking joke. A total lie.

“
So
what do I do now?
”
Jett
asked.

“
Let
me go then,
”
Lena said.
“
Let me just
…
figure it out. Without any heat
on you.
”

“
Throw
you out there?
”
Jett asked.
“
Right into danger? This
guy will kill you. Unless you
’
ve
already killed him. If you did, he
’
ll
have guys coming for you. Fuck, beautiful, I
’
m
…”

“
Then
why?
”
Lena asked.
“
Just tell me why. What are you
thinking right now?
”

Jett reached forward and grabbed
the top of Lena
’
s jeans and
pulled.
“
I
’
m thinking about last night. And
I want more of that. Then we can figure out a plan together. Because if you go
and get caught
…”

“
What?
”

Jett swallowed.
“
How do I know you won
’
t bring heat on the MC? Your
boyfriend wants to come after us already, right? Face it, beautiful, we could
maybe use you right here. Have you fuck with him for our benefit.
”

“
And,
what, hold me hostage?
”

“
Whatever
it takes. You think some guys in suits are bad? You think some guys paid to
kill people are bad? You don
’
t
know what you
’
ve stumbled
across with Back Down Devil MC. Nobody fucks with us. Not with the war brewing
outside right now.
”

Jett liked having this kind of
power. More so, he liked his hand holding Lena
’
s
jeans. He wanted to fuck her again. He wanted everything again. So he decided
to just fucking take it.

His hands slid up the shirt Lena
wore. The shirt was Jett
’
s,
but it looked better on Lena. She didn
’
t
stop him as his hands moved over her breasts. Her bare and beautiful breasts.
The stiffness of her nipples to his touch. Her face started to flush and she
swallowed hard, trying to control her breathing.

“
Let
go,
”
Jett said.
“
Right now.
”

“
Or
what? You going to hurt me?
”

Jett shook his head.
“
Is that what you
’
re used to? Always getting hurt?
You
’
re not going to get
hurt here with me. But that doesn
’
t
mean shit, when hell is waiting to crash through the door. All we have are
seconds. That
’
s what I look
at. Right now, the seconds are wasting.
”

“
Because
I
’
m not fucking you?
”
Lena asked.

Jett slid his hands from Lena
’
s breasts to her back.
“
Then what you want me to do?
Take you out on a date? Ask your mother for permission to kiss you?
”

Lena leaned into Jett and put her
knees on the bed.
“
No. Make
me feel alive again, Jett. Just like last night
…”

Jett hurried his hands down to Lena
’
s jeans and opened them.

Make me feel alive again
…
fucking right,
beautiful. You
’
re
going to make me feel again, too.

Keeping to his word, Jett tore Lena
’
s jeans and panties down, not
wasting anymore time. She kicked out of her pants and panties, but the long,
black t-shirt covered everything up. It was extremely seductive. But as Jett
started to touch her legs, his fingertips aching to feel the silky smoothness
of her sex, Lena swatted his hands away.

“
I
want to see,
”
she
whispered.
“
Everything this
time.
”

Jett didn
’
t realize exactly what Lena meant at first, but the
second her hands sliced to the inside of his leather cut, he knew what she
wanted. Jett took off his leather cut and threw it to the floor. Her little
fingers then tore at the bottom of his shirt, demanding it up and off. Jett
didn
’
t mind the feeling of
all this right now. Lena threw his shirt across the room. Her hands were eager
to touch his wide shoulders. Her eyes wide as she moved down his chest. Her
fingernails dug a little, making him tingle and ache in his pants.

As Jett leaned back, Lena
’
s hand touched between his legs.
She cupped and pressed at his cock inside his jeans. She opened his jeans and
slipped a hand inside, fingers touching at his hard, twisted cock. Lena pulled
Jett from his jeans and let out a groan. Her hand wrapped tight around the root
of his cock. That
’
s when
her eyes and mouth made a line right for him.

Lena dropped to her knees. Using
her free hand, she moved her hair behind her ear and then quickly put her sweet
little lips to Jett
’
s cock.
She looked up at him as her mouth opened, taking him inside. Jett let out a
relieving hiss as he watched Lena really try and take him all in. Her gave her
credit for getting more than halfway down his shaft before pulling back. She
came off his cock and then hurried to swirl her tongue around the tip of his
cock. She did it a few times and then came right back down on him. Her mouth
was as good as her pussy. The way she could move her tongue was perfect. Not to
mention the way she used her eyes. Looking at him. Looking sweet yet seductive.

Jett reached down and curled his
fingers tight around her hair. He swallowed and gritted his teeth. He couldn
’
t believe what he was about to
do but had no choice to do it. He pulled at Lena, pulling that dirty mouth of
hers off his thickness.

“
Fuck,
beautiful, you want to fuck it or swallow it?
”
he asked.

Before Lena could answer, Jett slid
his hand down to her back and started to curl around the shirt she wore. He
pulled, wanting it the fuck off.

Lena wiggled away and stood up.
Jett reached down and touched his own cock. He slid his hand up and down once,
feeling the wet smoothness on his cock thanks to Lena
’
s mouth and tongue. He was already halfway ready to
explode.

Lena grabbed the bottom of the
shirt and lifted it up and over her head. She was completely fucking naked now,
those slender shoulders, perfect tits, rosy nipples, and the curve of her hips,
perfect for holding in place.

Lena scratched at his legs as she
climbed back on him. She scratched up his stomach and to his chest. She hovered
over him, those fucking tits dangling right in his face. Jett reached up and
cupped her left breast tight and pulled, bringing Lena down as he brought his
mouth up. He was hungry and his tongue was wild to play with her hard nipple.
Circling, darting, then engulfing her breast with his mouth. Sucking hard,
bringing Lena to a small cry.

Jett then felt Lena touch his cock.
She used her hand again, but now she was pushing him down, sliding him along
her wetness. When the tip of his cock touched her center, he growled and fought
the urge to thrust up.

He opened his mouth and put his
hand to the back of her head and made Lena look at him.

“
What
the fuck are you doing?
”
he
growled.

“
I
’
m good,
”
Lena said.
“
You
don
’
t need anything.
”

“
Bareback
with me? You trust me?
”

“
What
if I just don
’
t care
anymore. What if I
’
m that
desperate?
”

Jett grinned.
“
Then you
’
re going to fucking need this for the rest of your
life.
”

Jett slapped at Lena
’
s ass and pulled. He brought her
tight pussy down hard on his cock. He tried to thrust up, battling her body.
Lena came down and kissed him, her tongue killer sloppy but delicious. She let
out a groan and cry, whimpering with each inch Jett had to offer her. And the
best part was Jett kept his hand at her lower back, making Lena be the one to
come down on him.

Once he was fully inside her, Jett
then gripped her at her waist. He pulled and pushed gently, rocking her body
back and forth. Feeling the tightness of her pussy, stretching her, that
pulsing and gripping feeling against his own cock, making him growl as he
fought the urge to come inside her so quickly.

Lena opened her mouth and kept it
close to Jett
’
s mouth. She
started to lift her body, breathing heavy as she did so. When she lowered
herself a second time she began to shudder. Forget breathing, Lena started to
cry out when Jett forced her back up and right back down. It took just a few
more thorough pumps of Lena
’
s
beautiful body to make her start to climax. That wild clenching feeling easily
got the best of Jett as he felt his body tightening and ready to explode.

“
Fuck,
”
he groaned and slipped a hand
behind Lena
’
s neck. He held
her tight as she worked herself up and down on him in a perfect motion.
“
Are you fucking guilty of
anything?
”

“
What?
”
Lena asked, still breathless.

Jett gritted his teeth as the
sensitive head of his cock throbbed, desperate to let go.
“
Just answer me. Before I stick
my neck out for you. Are you guilty of anything?
”

“
Jett,
fuck,
”
Lena groaned.
“
I
’
m
so full
…
I can
’
t
…”

Jett slapped his other hand to Lena
’
s ass and held her tight to his
body. She let out a deep moan and her body shook.

“
Answer
me.
”

“
No,
”
Lena yelled.
“
Fuck, no. I
’
ve done nothing wrong. Other than
getting in involved with him. That
’
s
it. Okay? I swear.
”

“
Good,
”
Jett said. He slipped his hand
to the small of Lena
’
s back
and spread his fingers wide.
“
Now
finish me.
”

Lena whimpered again and started to
lift and lower herself. Hard, fast, perfect. It took no more than a minute for
Lena to bring Jett to climax. And when she did, she kept going. Fucking him, up
and down, so fucking fast. Riding him through his entire orgasm, pumping all of
him deep into her body.

When Jett was done, he worked
himself back to a seated position and wrapped his arms around Lena
’
s body.

He kissed her neck and then looked
up at her.
“
If you fuck me
over, I
’
ll kill you. I
’
m helping you because I get
the
family
shit. I went through it all. The MC is my life and my home. And if
that shit is hurting you, trying to kill you, I
’
m
willing to help.
”
Jett slid
his hand up to Lena
’
s hair.
“
And I want to fucking beat
the shit out of whoever knocked you out.
”