Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82930 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82930 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
“I want this to last,” he said. “I’m so fucking close.”
She groaned. “It feels so good. I want you, Dirty.”
He took possession of her lips and drove inside her for three more thrusts, and then she felt the hard pulse of his cock as he spilled all of his cum inside her.
****
“Did you ever want a house?” Dirty asked, running his fingers down Petal’s naked back.
She was laid beside him, naked, the blanket only covering her ass, and looking sexy as she did so.
“Not really. The plan was always for Rosalie and I to get the hell out of town, away from it all, but she’d never leave her mom. You know all this,” Petal said. “I recall telling you a lot.”
“You told me a lot, but you never said what the big plan was. You and Rosalie leaving town, I get that. Most kids want to leave the town where they were born and grew up. But what about after? Kids? A husband? Or was it just going to be you and Rosalie?” he asked.
Petal sighed. “I don’t know. We wanted to get away. At the time I didn’t know why Rosalie hated being here, but after meeting Daemon and learning everything … that is a lot of heavy stuff to put on a kid.”
Dirty hadn’t thought about it like that. It wasn’t like Deamon had disappeared until Rosalie was of age. According to what they knew, Daemon would make an appearance whenever it suited him and seeing as Gabrielle was the woman he wanted, he never truly left that woman alone. It was hard to think of a young girl like Leanna, similar in age, having to live with that. He suddenly had a whole new respect for Rosalie. She had put up with a lot.
“I think for me, I just wanted to get away from my parents and everyone. They were always great at having kids, but not taking care of them, but that has changed.” Petal turned to look at him. “I have you to thank for that, don’t I?”
“I had to,” Dirty said.
“And you don’t regret it?” she asked.
“They’re taking care of you. There is nothing to regret.” He stroked her cheek.
“My family,” Petal said, raising up just a touch.
“Already taken care of,” Dirty said. “You’ve not been spending a lot of time with them, and we’ve got guys keeping an eye. If we feel there is any threat, we’ll bring them to the club.”
“Thanks.” Petal sighed. “They’re still my family.”
Dirty knew he couldn’t keep secrets from her. “I … uh, I’ve been helping them out.”
Petal frowned. “What do you mean?”
“I wanted to help them and in doing so, I also wanted to help you.”
“What did you do?” Petal asked.
“I might have spoken to your father’s supervisor and gotten him that promotion, and also I might be paying them to give the money to you, to help them out.”
“Are you being serious right now?” Petal asked.
She sat up and lifted the blankets to cover her body. This is why secrets had to be kept.
“I didn’t want you to go without, but also, your parents are not bad people. You’ve always said that.”
“But … you don’t need to keep giving them money.”
“I know, that’s why I stopped,” Dirty said. “Any money they give you now is from them. They had a lot of debt and bills to cover. Your dad is capable of this promotion. Trust me.”
“Did he earn it?” Petal asked.
“Yeah, he earned it. The company had gotten his loyalty straight out of high school. He’d worked his way up from the ground, and they refused to give him that final promotion and instead took asshole college kids that didn’t know the job, and were gone within six months. They needed someone in-house. I helped them see reason, that was all.”
Petal looked at him. “How do you have a say in a factory producing food?”
Dirty shrugged. “Let’s just say we like to invest in a lot of different areas, and not in the same jar.”
“You have shares?”
Dirty looked at Petal.
“Wow, you are a man of mystery.”
“Don’t thank me. Thank Fritz, it was his idea to start investing in certain local companies. Sometimes the payback isn’t large, but it is enough, you know.”
“I had no idea.”
“Not a lot of people know what we do. It was small, and it hasn’t brought us a lot, but it helps,” Dirty said.
They had a lot of members, and some of them liked to spend money. Colt, for example, liked to invest his share of the profits. This is what Warden did. They had a club fund that helped the basic upkeep and running of the clubhouse, the bikes, and any bad shit that went down. If a member got hurt or killed, it came from the club. They would pay the medical costs, funeral costs, and help the family. They took their responsibilities seriously.