Butch

Pushing the thoughts aside, he entered the mall going straight toward the shops with toys.

“Butch, I can’t afford this.” She placed a hand on his arm, stalling him. Smiling down at her, he dropped a kiss to her lips.

“I’m not asking you to. This is my treat, and I want you to buy something for yourself.”

“No, I can’t accept this. This is too much.”

Taking her hand in his, he pulled her to a corner away from prying eyes. This was the first time he’d been out without his cut. Shopping at the mall was going to be a new experience for him. Most shoppers stayed clear of him because of him being part of an MC.

“We’ve not talked about it really, Cheryl, but as far as I’m concerned you’re my woman. I’m claiming you as mine. I’m not going anywhere. This thing between us, I know you can feel it, too.” He looked down at her chest. She glanced down to see her ni**les budded against her shirt. Butch liked how they looked.

Folding her arms, she glared at him. “You shouldn’t be looking.”

“Baby, one day I’m going to do more than look. I’m letting you get used to me.” He pressed his lips to hers. She cupped his cheek, moaning at the explosion of pleasure. “We both know this is going to be something more. Stop fighting me. I’m going to treat you and Matthew.” With her hand in his they walked inside the toy shop. “I’ve got plenty of money to spend on you.”

He needed to remember she’d never been part of a club before. Neither are you. His cut was lost to him. Butch had made his choice, and he was sticking to it. No one was going to take Cheryl away from him. He wanted her more than he wanted the club. Coming to that decision hadn’t been easy. In fact, it had been the hardest decision he’d ever made in his life. Butch didn’t expect to be in her bed by the end of the night. She was the kind of woman a guy waited for.

After spending an hour in the toy store, Butch knew he’d made the right decision to come to the mall. Matthew was having the time of his life. Whatever he liked, Butch picked up. He wasn’t letting the boy go without. Once he was loaded with four shopping bags full of toys they all moved on to a clothing store for Cheryl.

“I don’t need any new clothes.”

“We’re going to the fair this weekend. I want you to wear something special for me.” Butch took the lead picking out three summer style dresses. Sitting in the waiting room, he pulled out a toy and removed the tag for Matthew to play. The boy sat at his feet while Butch waited for Cheryl to appear. “I expect you to show me what you look like.”

“This is not fair,” she said.

Chuckling, he watched Matthew play feeling at peace. No wonder the guys loved having kids. Having a family was more than Butch ever imagined. He’d put all thought of having a family out of his mind. The moment the images came to his mind of his family being killed, he pushed them away. He wouldn’t remember them. Years of forcing them away had brought him to this moment. He would kill for the club but no more. The club was behind him. The only thing left for him was these feelings for Cheryl.

“What do you think?” She stood in the white dress he’d picked out for her. His c**k hardened instantly at the sight. Her hair was spread around her shoulders, and the glossy brown length made him want to run his fingers through it. Down his gaze went to the straps that were thin, and the neck plunged forward to show off an expanse of breast. She had large tits, and they were showcased by the dress to perfection. The dress curved in at the waist then flared out over her h*ps ending at her knees. Her legs were pale and creamy. She was the kind of woman a man wasn’t afraid to hold onto. He loved her extra flesh and curvy body.

“You look beautiful. I want you to wear this on Saturday for the fair.” Standing up, he walked over to her, tugging her against him.

“Butch?” She looked around the store.

“I don’t give a shit who’s looking. You’re mine, and I need to kiss you.” He tilted her head back, slamming his lips down on hers. She didn’t fight him. Her mouth opened, and he took advantage, pressing his tongue in deep. Running his hands down her back, he cupped her full ass drawing her against his cock. “Do you feel that? That’s what you do to me.”

“Butch,” she said, moaning.

The sales woman cleared her throat.

“What the f**k are you looking at?” Butch asked, glaring at her.

“No making out in the dressing rooms.”

“Leave him alone, Talia, you’re not going to win,” Nash said, coming into view with Sophia.

“Go and get changed,” Butch said, kissing her temple. “Get all the dresses.”

He took a seat beside Matthew watching the little boy play.

“You’re going to ignore us now?” Nash asked, taking a seat.

“No, I’m not ignoring you. I just forget sometimes that I’m not part of the club.” If he’d been wearing his cut the bitch wouldn’t have said anything and left him to still be kissing his woman.

“You’re the one who left the club. There’s always an upside to being part of the club. The jacket keeps the bitches at bay.” Nash leaned his head back against the sofa looking at Matthew.

“Is this the kid?”

“Yeah. Matthew, say hi to Edward.”

Matthew did as he asked.

“Hey, kid, how are you doing?” Nash asked.

Within moments they lost his attention as Matthew started playing again.

“You’re taking on another man’s kid?”

Fisting his hands, Butch looked at the other man. “Yes. He lost his chance by leaving her. I’m not going to let Cheryl get away.” He was in love with Cheryl. Butch knew he had to go slowly with her. She didn’t trust her feelings, which were a pain in the ass. Cheryl had been hurt before and now was more cautious than ever before.

“It’s good. The boys at the club miss you. With this Gonzalez man hanging around we’re all on edge,” Nash said.

“I’m not coming back. What happened to the Chaos Bleeds crew? I thought they were down.”

“They were, but they’re coming back for the fair. We’re all going to be doing a lot of talking then. This is a real threat, Butch. We need you back at the club.”

Butch shook his head. “It’s not going to happen.”

“I remember a time when you wouldn’t leave. What changed?”

Cheryl came out, smiling.