Ryder: A Wings of Diablo MC Novel Rae Lake (motivational novels .txt) 📖

the life of me, I couldn’t. I was getting overpowered by a little girl that weighed probably no more than one-third of what I did.

“Fuck you!” She screamed as she kept on swinging at me. “How dare you talk to me like that!” Now she switched to fists. She cracked me one good time in the jaw and I could taste blood before she raised her hand to swing again. I used all the muscles I had control over and finally was able to roll over and overpower her for a second but she was in rare form, she reached up and bit me hard right above the collar bone while pushing me back on the floor. She straddled my waist and continued her assault.

Cherry was going to kill me, or at least keep hitting until she passed out herself. She screamed and cursed me, spit flying out of her mouth and her little fists beating down on anything that she could reach.

‘Charity, stop!” I tried to catch her flailing arms one more time and finally was able to get one pinned to her side.

“No! No!” She screamed and beat on my chest weakly with her remaining arm. Finally, I was able to grab the second one and she collapsed in exhaustion on my chest.

At first, she screamed and cursed me with her face pressed into my body but then the anger turned into grief. Cherry cried hard, not just the lonely tears that I used to see, but a deep soul hurting wail against my chest.

“Yo, what the fuck is happening here?” Clean opened the door and poked his head inside.

I lifted up to tell him to go away. All the anger and hatred that I was spewing a few moments ago to Cherry was gone. This was our Cherry, every tear that she cried broke my heart a little more. I wanted to tell her that it was the pain that made me do it, that I didn’t mean it, I wanted to tell her anything to make her stop crying.

Clean’s face dropped when he got a good look at me. “Oh shit…” He let out a sigh and looked at the broken Cherry laying on my chest. “Oh, Cherry, no.”

“Go away and shut up!” I whisper yelled at him. Clean turned around and walked out of my room, closing the door behind him. Shaking his head on the way out.

I wasn’t hurt, not really, I would have some bruises but I’ve had way worse, but we both knew what this meant for Cherry. She laid a hand on a patched member. She would be blacklisted and never allowed back into the club or be able to dance at our locations. She just threw away everything she had known for the past eight years because I pushed her too far.

“Oh, god. Oh, god.” Cherry raised her head slowly and looked at my face. “Oh Ryan, I am so sorry, oh god.” She fell back down on my chest. “I’m sorry.” She wailed.

“Shhhh, babe, it’s ok. This is my fault. I did this. Please don’t cry. Please.” I tried to comfort her. I rubbed her shoulders and tried to lift her. “Cherry come on babe.”

“They are going to kick me out. I’ll be on the street again. Oh, what about Larry? Oh god.” She gripped my shirt and cried harder, hyperventilating and shaking in the process.

“Cherry, you and that baby boy aren’t going anywhere.”

She sat up, “How can you say that Ryder, I broke the rules. We all know what’s going to happen when Wire sees your face. I’ll be on my ass with my baby. You were right, I’m nothing but a whore, expendable.”

“No, on my word, I swear to you. I’d never let them do that you. On my word.” I reached up and held her face in my hands. She was defeated.

“Oh, Ryder. I’m sorry.”

“Me too babe. I’m so fucking sorry, please forgive me.”

Tears pooled in her eyes and she nodded her head yes before she bent down to give me a sweet kiss on the mouth. I kissed her back.

I couldn’t believe I had fucked up this much. This woman had never ever done anything but be good to me and as much as I hated to admit it, I truly cared for her. More than just a random fuck.

She tried to pull away but I grabbed the back of her neck and lengthened the kiss. I missed her. I missed the intimacy that we shared. Suddenly, all the despair and pain that I felt radiating from her turned into something else. Sex and lust.

Cherry was always in her zone when it came to fucking. The fact that she was turned on enough to still want to be with me was humbling, here I was almost twenty years her senior, crippled and had been nothing but verbally abusive for the past few weeks and she was still willing to be with me in that way.

She fixed her legs so that she was more comfortable on my hips, “It’s ok?” She asked in between kisses. She ran her hands through my hair and ground herself down on me.

“Fuck yes.” I hissed out

“Oh, Ryan.” We attacked each other’s mouths, the passion and need building between both of us.

I sucked hard on her lip and moved down to her neck, she purred. I loved the sounds that she made any time we were together.

“Ryan, mmm.” She hummed her approval in my ear as she moved further down so I could get better access to her.

I gripped her ass softly and could feel her supple skin under her thin cotton pajama pants. “Fucking hell Cherry you are so damn sexy. You always driving me crazy, always.”

She bent back down and kissed me again. Abruptly, I was laying on the floor by myself.

“What, what’s wrong, why did you leave?” I asked reaching up to Cherry who was now standing over me with a surprised look on her face.

“Can you feel