A Happy Coincidence

Chapter 11

"This your place?" Rory asked as she followed him into the house. "No more hourly motels, I like it." Walking by him as he locked the deadbolt she looked around eagerly. There was so much she could pick up from just a cursory glance.

"Cheaper this way." He said nonchalantly, another dry joke. He stood by the TV and looked at her. Rory sucked in her bottom lip and waited for him to do or say something. "What are you waiting for little girl?" Hap doubted she'd actually get rough but he wanted to give her a shot.

Rory shoved him back toward the couch with a sly grin. Kissing him hard, she made quick work of his belt and his pants dropped down to his ankles. Pushing him to sit, Rory loved the attention he gave while she slowly pulled her shirt off and wriggled her panties off from under her skirt. Lowering herself down, she hovered just above his lap teasingly and kissed him. She wanted some reaction, a groan or anything to prove he wanted her as much as she wanted him but Happy was silent. His lips moved down her neck to her breasts, his fingers tickling her thighs as a cruel joke. Rory sank down on him, gasping slightly as he filled her and Happy gripped her shoulders, pushing her further to take in all of him.

"Jesus." She moaned beginning to work up a slow rhythm on him. They were nothing if not to the point, foreplay was out the window.

Happy's rough hands caressed her breasts as they bounced with each movement. His fingers slowly crawled along her waist up her back and tangling them in her hair, he yanked back hard. Rory yelped with pleasure and slapped him across the face, egging him on for more. Kissing her again he bit down savagely on her lip, a few drops of blood trickling down to her chin.

"Show me what you got little girl." Happy ordered, his hands kneading her hips as she moved faster and harder on him. He grunted, his head dropping back and Rory giggled, finally having gotten something from him.

From the side of the house though, Eric was not giggling. He had followed her, careful not to be spotted, to the bar and that was bad enough. He didn't need to see this but he couldn't stop from watching. At first, he had thought it was coercion or Happy was forcing her, threatening her, but the look on Rory's face proved otherwise. She was loving every second of it and their familiarity proved this wasn't the first time. It was with morbid fascination that he watched as Happy lifted her up and bent her over the side of the sofa, his hands slapping her and pulling her hair as they climaxed together, it made him sick. Every time Hap laid a hand on her, Eric's fury grew.

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"So much for making you my bitch." She mused, still only wearing her skirt as she relaxed back on the couch. Happ stood and pulled his pants back up, taking his SAMCRO shirt off he tossed it in the far corner. Before sitting down he lifted her to sit against him. She hid her delighted smile.

"Only bitches take it from behind."

Wiping a bloody smudge from her chin he winked at her and they settled back on the couch in silence. It was a nice moment, the only one they ever really had peacefully. The energy she once felt from him, dark and menacing, was gone, he seemed to radiate a calm now as they leaned against each other.

"That bar," she said sleepily, "Got a room up top I can rent out?"

"Ya ain't staying here." He chuckled. "Yeah, but you should get a place -" Cut off by the startling rumble of aluminum, Happy jumped up and grabbed his gun of the table. "Stay." He growled before stealthily heading off toward the back of the house. All Eric wanted was to get Happy away from Rory and he succeeded. He'd kicked the trash cans before racing back around the side of the house and to his car a block up.

"Fuckin' raccoon." Happy grumbled, not embarrassed at all by his reaction to supposed feral animals.

"I should go." She said sadly. "They don't know I'm gone." And Eric had text her as he sped out ordering her to get back to the house. It would be a nasty fight but it needed to happen. "Thanks though, for your help."

"And the orgasm?"

"Yeah, that too." She said, embarrassed.

"You should stay though." It was hard to get anything by Happy and Eric had failed, he knew almost instantly someone had been out there and he had a strong suspicion it was one of her bounty hunter buddies. He didn't think it was safe for either of them to leave. That decision was Happy starting to admit, at least to himself, that he cared about this girl. "It's late," he made an excuse, "And I don't feel like driving you back to the bar."

Rory hesitated but it wasn't because she didn't want to stay, she didn't want him to know she was feeling something, something that would most likely cause a lot of problems. If she was ditching the job and her crew, it didn't matter how mad they were, or so she told herself. Okay," she smiled sweetly. "I'll stay."