Train's Clash
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He knew how hard it had been for her to give him the wristband and the words she still wasn’t able to say out loud. Subtly, he wanted to give her the control she still felt she needed. Killyama’s father had all the control in his relationship with Peyton and his daughter. She had to learn Train’s love wasn’t based on control, but love and trust. Until she believed that, he would never see his ring on her finger, or a child they made in her arms.
He slipped a hand to the back of her neck to lower her mouth to his, whispering the words written on his wrist. “I love you.”
She licked his bottom lip, her hands pressed down on his chest until he scooted down to lie flat on the bed.
“What are you doing tomorrow night?”
She lifted her mouth from his. “I’m hoping I’ll be too tired to move from this bed. Why?”
“The club is having a birthday party for Rider.”
“Then I guess I’ll be here. He promised me the presents he didn’t want.”
“You’re still going to hold him to that?”
“I may have stolen his keys, but I filled the orders before I did, so I did the job. I should get paid for my services.” She ran a hand over his tattoo.
“I don’t think he’s going to look at it the same way.”
“That’s what I have my big, strong lover for.” She pressed kisses along his breastbone, sensually rubbing her breasts against his chest.
Train cupped her ass cheeks as she bent over him. “You want me to convince Rider to honor the agreement you two made?” He smiled smugly when he reached for a condom, but she pulled his hand back.
“I have it covered.” She twisted her T-shirt up to her belly as she sank down on his thickening cock.
He watched the euphoric expression on her face. He didn’t need words from her when her expression spoke more than words ever could. Her hazel eyes even turned green with the emotions she was feeling.
He wanted to roll her over and pound his dick inside of her. Instead, he parted the lips of her pussy so every stroke of his dick rubbed against her clit.
“Lover, you get better every time I fuck you.”
“I aim to please.” He grinned suggestively up at her.
Her knees dug into his sides. “Yes, you do,” she groaned.
“I have something I bought for you. Reach into my nightstand. There’s a small box.” Train gritted his teeth, trying not to come.
When Killyama pulled out the box, she set it down on his chest before removing the lid. After staring at it for a moment, she pulled out the fine silver chain, letting it run through her fingers.
“Let me take the shirt off,” Train said, and she set the chain down so she could raise her arms up into the air.
Pulling off the shirt, he then picked up the chain, circling it around her waist before fastening it so it rested against her skin. Part of the chain dangled down with an emerald at the end.
“The emerald reminds me of your eyes.”
“Dude, you sure you bought this for me? My eyes aren’t green.”
“They always turn green when I fuck you. It’s how I can tell you want me.”
“I’ll have to remember that.” She wiggled on his cock as she set the box on the nightstand.
Train arched under her to get her to do it again.
“Lover, I’m getting the message you want me to get moving.”
He brought his hands to her hips, slamming her down on him and seeing the emerald flashing at him. “I was waiting to buy the letters that I will click on to the chain to spell out my name.”
Killyama linked her hands with his, using the leverage to raise herself on his cock. “What are you waiting for …?”
Seeing her eyes widen, he turned, rolling over to thrust inside of her so deeply that it had her screaming his name out loud. Immediately, his climax took over at the bright emerald gaze staring back at him.
“I was waiting for you.”
 
 
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“You all believe in getting the parties started early around here,” Killyama joked to Jewell as she came down the steps from upstairs.
“Ember is just the appetizer.” She gave Killyama the first truly friendly smile since she started seeing Train. The polite smile was now gone, and so was the usual wariness.
“Where’s Train?” She looked around the room at the rapt faces of the men, not seeing him among them.
“He’s in the backyard, grilling the steaks. I see the top Sasha let you borrow and my jeans fit.”
“Yes.” The black Harley tank top had been sung, but the low neckline looked bitching on her, and the low slung jeans made her ass look like a million dollars. Suckers didn’t know it, but they wouldn’t be getting them back.
The two women walked outside together where Killyama saw Train at the grill with Razer. The other members were standing around, drinking beers and talking.
Nabbing a beer out of the cooler, she strolled up to the grill, handing it to Train.
“Thanks. It’s hot as hell next to this grill. King was supposed to do the grilling, but he started talking to Lily and never came back.”
“It’s hot as Satan’s dick out here.” Looking toward Lily, she saw her drinking a soda. “I thought Lily didn’t drink anything with caffeine in it.”
“She doesn’t. She must be celebrating because it’s Rider’s birthday.”
“Hmm, so she didn’t have anything to do with you getting Knox to arrest me?”
“Lily couldn’t lie if she had to.” He flipped the steaks, avoiding her knowing gaze.
She shook her head at his lie. They needed to have a long chat about his propensity to lie to her.
“Which bitch is supposed to come out of that cake Willa made for Rider?”
Train and Razer started laughing.
“No one. It’s not that big.”
Downsizing Rider’s cake was another lie she would have to remind him about.
She patted his ass, deciding to give Beth and Lily the pleasure of her company. She needed to get away from the heat of the grill.
She sat down with them at the small table someone had set up. Lily was talking to Beth, blushing scarlet when she saw her.
“Are you mad at me? Do you want your check back? I haven’t cashed it yet. Technically, I didn’t lie. I really did promise the clothes to Krista.”
“I’m not mad at you. I got my man, and I’m going to file a lawsuit with the city. So it’s a win, win for me.” She casted Knox a retaliatory look. He had gone to stand by the grill as soon as she had left.
“I would think twice about suing him. He is Sex Piston’s brother-in-law, and you said you were going to ask Train to make him, his replacement when he said Shade wouldn’t.” Lily frowned unhappily.
“I changed my mind when he locked me up in his jail. Besides, Train isn’t ever going to need a replacement. I’m going to keep that man alive so long he’s going to make the record books.”
“That’s sweet. You must really love him.”
“Lily, don’t get on my nerves. I’m in a good mood.”
“Come on; let’s go make our plates before I tell Knox you’re threatening me.” Lily tugged her up to her feet.