Free Revolution (The Lone Riders MC Series Book 1) by Michelle Betham Page B

‘I can’t do this, Lexi.’ He turned to go, started to walk away from her, but she wasn’t ready to let him do that just yet.
    ‘Coby!’
    He swung back around, his eyes staring right into hers. ‘This club, it’s my life…’
    ‘And you don’t think it’s my life, too? You think I know anything other than this?’
    He waited a second or two before speaking again, his eyes never leaving hers. ‘It’s my whole fucking life, Lexi. And I’m not prepared to lose that over you. You’re just not worth it, kid.’
    ‘Oh, really?’
    He walked back over to her, grabbing her wrist again, his eyes boring so deep into hers it sent a wave of fear shooting right through her. ‘I will fuck you, Lexi. Is that what you want to hear? Then believe it, darlin’, because it will happen. A man doesn’t come inside you and forget that ever happened… Jesus! How the hell can I? You’re a part of this club, but you belong to me , do you hear? What we did, what happened… you belong to me . So I will fuck you. So hard it’ll make that beautiful head of yours spin. In fact, I’m gonna make you so crazy that the only thing keeping you sane will be the thought of me inside you. We’re playing this my way now, do you understand?’
    He pulled her forward, his mouth covering hers in a hard, almost violent kiss, his arm holding her naked body against him, and the only feeling registering in her mixed-up mind now was an overwhelming urge to let him take her, right there. To remind her of everything they’d shared – everything they’d fucked-up.
    He let go of her, his hand trailing slowly down over her hip, his fingers running lightly over her tattoo, his eyes following their every move before they looked up, meeting her gaze. ‘When he’s fucking you tonight, Lexi – when you’re messing with his head and letting him back inside that beautiful body of yours, which you really shouldn’t be doing, you know that, don’t you? When you feel him come, when you’re screaming out his name and your legs are wrapped around his waist you think of me, you got that? You think of me. And how you wish it was me fucking you.’
    ‘Coby…’
    ‘You wish it was me.’
    She watched him leave, pulling a t-shirt out of the drawer beside her and slipping it on over her nakedness, hugging herself tightly as the door closed behind him. And all Lexi could do was close her eyes, and wish so many things had been different.

Eight
     
     
    ‘Everything all right, sugar?’
    Lexi looked up as her mother placed a plate of pancakes in front of her.
    ‘Your favourites.’
    Lexi couldn’t help but smile. ‘When I was eight.’
    ‘Eat up, come on. You’ve lost far too much weight since you been out of my sight. Don’t know what your daddy was thinking of, letting you get so thin.’
    ‘Jesus, Mum, I’m thirty-five years old.’
    ‘I’m well aware of how old you are, darlin’. Now, come on. Eat up. I thought you could help out around here today. Most of the boys are gonna be out on runs or working in the garage, so that gives us some girl time.’
    Lexi frowned. ‘Girl time?’ She sat back in her seat, swinging her legs up on to the table. ‘I don’t get it. I mean, I walk back in here after eight years away and you’re acting as if I’ve been on nothing more than a two week holiday. I was away for eight years, Mum.’
    ‘I know how long you were away, Lexi.’ Angie stood up, walking back over to the bar to fetch some coffee, filling up her mug. ‘I just don’t want to dwell on the past. I think it’s best for everyone if we look to the future now, don’t you?’
    Lexi sat up, clasping her hands in front of her. ‘Can I ask you a question?’
    Angie sat back down. ‘Sure you can, honey.’
      ‘When Coby was in England , just before Shane died… why was it all such a huge secret? Why could nobody else know about it?’
    Angie felt the colour drain from her face. ‘You… you knew he was over there?’
    Lexi ignored her