EroticReverie

Abel

Genevieve spends the next hours arguing with me, we fight, we kiss, we argue some more when she realizes she not gonna kiss a promise out of me. Then we're kissing again, making out fiercely, both of us angry. Her at me, and me at the fucking bastard Michaels. 

I wanted her, I wanted her so fucking bad right now. She was driving me fucking mad, asking me to fucking not touch a man that laid his fucking hands on her, and did way more than just that. She didn't fucking understand, that there was no way that Will Michaels was going to live after learning he'd laid his fucking hands on her. 

"don't walk away from me!" she screams and pulls at my jacket as I walk to the front door. The sun was coming up and I'd already texted Pauly and the guys to meet me at the club house.  Told Pauly to tell them what was what. That I'd confirmed it with Genevieve that he was the one who hurt her. I'd only told Pauly that he'd raped her too. Told him that the guys didn't need to that, that him touching Genevieve, and hurting her was enough cause for us to fucking end up. The guys all agreed. Nobody touched our girls. Our family. We'd all been waiting for an excuse to get rid of the wife beater for years. Just biding time, waiting for a reason to fucking take care of the trash. 

"Genevieve , stop" I say and pull her hand from my jacket as she sobs. She's shirtless, in nothing but her sleep shorts, due to the fact, during our arguing, and then making up and arguing again, I'd spent a good fifteen minutes making out with her fucking tits. 

"Stop!" she cries and grabs my jacket. 

"Just stay here, stay here with me" she says. and I shake my head. 

"I'll be back later." I say. 

"No!" she yells and her fists hit my chest, banging on it. 

I grab her wrists and hold them down and she shakes her head as she looks up at me, red eyed, crying and pleading. 

"We're just meeting at the club, nothing is gonna happen today...so calm down" I say, unsure if that's the truth. 

"You're lying!" she yells. "You're fucking lying!" 

"I'm not...at least...I dont think I am...I dont know baby...we have shit to talk about...and that's one of the things were gonna talk about...and if theres a fucking opportunity today...then fuck it.....be thankful im not marching over to his house in broad daylight and making him swallow the barrel of my fucking gun" I say, and I know that's not the right thing to say, but it's the fucking truth. I'd calmed down only the tiniest fucking bit due to Pauly telling me the club wasnt gonna let me do what I wanted to do and just go over there and handle it...hed talked me down and made me rationalize , we needed a plan. You can't just fucking kill a cop, no matter how crooked and fucked up he was.  He'd get his. We just had to figure out how, and I wanted to be the one to do it. 

"Abel!" She screams at me from the door step as I walk out of the house.

"Get inside baby" I yell over my shoulder and she doesnt listen, topless in the morning, running out to my bike as I climb on and she throws her arms around my neck. 

"Baby, youre fucking tits are out" I say and she cries.

"I dont fucking care" she says and I slip my hand up her back and slip my fingers into her hair and tug her hair gently and make her take her face out of my neck and look at her. 

"I care...I dont want anyone seeing you...you're mine to look at...now go inside." I say and she shakes her head. 

"no" she says and I groan. 

"What if I promise...I wont kill him...today." I say. Knowing that it was gonna be the only thing to get me out of this driveway and get Genevieve to chill the fuck out. 

"thats not good enough" she says. 

"Gonna have to be baby" I say and then look around at the nieghboring houses further down and then down at her bare chest. 

"Baby, get inside please." I say and she grabs my neck and pulls her mouth to mine and kisses me. 

"Just come inside...I'll fuck you so good Abel" she says and I groan. 

"Yeah, you will, when I come home later. Right now I got shit to do and that's not gonna work" I say and she bites my lip and groan and slide my hand down her back and grab her ass. 

"Think you can make my dick as hard as you do....be as fucking precious as you are , and expect me not to fucking kill anyone who lays a single finger on you?" I growl and she bites my lip again harder. 

"Just come inside" she says and then is slipping her hand down over my jeans and grabbing my dick through them. 

"I want this" she says and I inhale and exhale with growl. 

"It's yours...later" I say and move her hand. 

"Abel" she says. 

"Ginny.." I say. I nod to the house. 

she scowls at me and I take it because she knew damn well if anyone hurt me, she'd want fucking blood. If anyone hurt any of the skulls, or her mother, anyone in our club family. 

"Go inside before I take back my promise and go over to his place right now and decorate his walls with his brains for touching you" I say as I clench my jaw. meaning everyword. Because the longer I stared at her, the more it pissed me of that anyone would hurt her. 

she shoves me angrily and I sigh as she stomps away, but I dont wait or give her time to stomp her little ass back here either. I back up on the bike a bit, turn and get the fuck out of there , needing to get to the club house before I lose track of what I promised Pauly, and detour to that fuckers house.

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"We should wait till your father gets back" Sully says, one of the older of the club.

"No." I say. Shaking my head. "I'm not waiting that long to see that prick in a grave."  I say. 

"Listen boy, I know you and the girl have a little thing going on but that-"

"NO." I growl. "You fucking listen! She's fucking family! Not just to me, to you!To all of you, and the fact we're fucking sitting her delaying what needs to fucking happen now!" I slam my hand on the table. "Is fucking bullshit! Cause if it was Wendy , you'd have already buried a pistol in his mouth and pulled the fucking trigger!" I say of his oldest daughter. She was in her thirties, but it didnt matter. That was his first born and his little girl no matter how old she was. 

"Youre lucky I even am giving any of you the fucking courtesy of making a fucking plan for this shit, when I should have gone to his place and fucking taken care of it the second I found out!" I yell standing and flipping my chair. 

"ABEL" Paul says and I pick it up throw it at the glass wall, making it shatter and he stands as everyone else just sits at the table and he reaches for my shoulder and I jerk away.

"You need to tell them." Pauly says. "I know you don't want to ...but they dont fucking understand the full scope of shit." 

"What dont we understand?" Sully says , the other guys turning to look at me, and my face is hot with rage and I take a few deep breaths and I shake my head and Pauly raises his brows. 

"You want him dead?" Pauly asks. 

"You know I fucking do." I seethe. 

"Then you need to tell them." he says and clench my teeth together hard and walk over to the table, placing my hands on it, hanging my head. And fuck. fuck. I never cry. I never fucking cry. But it hits me and I push off the table and turn and Pauly is the only one who sees it in my eyes as I walk to the wall , putting a hand on it and hanging my head, taking a minute. 

I swallow the lump in my throat. I hadnt protected her. It was my fault. She was mine and had been, and I'd let something terrible happen to her. I shouldve killed him the day his beat up wife came to the club asking us for help. Shouldve killed him when the rumors started about him molesting that fucking girl. 

Pauly places a hand on my back , patting me and then grabs my shoulder hard. 

"You want me to tell them?" he asks. 

I just nod. 

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Once the men learn all that happened, there's no question. Will Michaels is going to meet his end. Very, fucking soon. 

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