His hands took hold of my waist and pulled me between his legs. His hand slid beneath my towel and caressed along the outside of my thigh as his eyes met mine.
“It’s only a matter of time before I have you, Peach. I’m not gonna give up until I do.”
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
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JAKE
MY HAND REACHED for the door of Nix’s office, but stopped when I heard the thick baritone of Pat and Nix’s voices and instead stood outside and listened. Nix, being farthest from the door, was hardest to hear.
“Everything’s in place. The deal is happening on Tuesday night. The bills are marked and when the arrest is made, they’ll take down Tolito and every Wild Royal with him.”
“I’m looking forward to these bastards being taken off the street. I feel good about this, Nix. You made the right choice to do it.”
“I hope you’re right about that,” the apprehension in Nix’s tone was clear, “I don’t feel good about keeping this from the other brothers.”
A chair scraped the floor, followed by Pat’s voice.
“The less they know, the better off they are. The less chance of word getting out about the deal.”
“The sooner this shit is over, the better I’ll feel,” Nix replied, his tone troubled.
The shuffling of feet had me rushing back down the hall, so I could turn around and make it look like I was just arriving. I nodded my head to Pat as he walked out of Nix’s office and took his seat.
“We have shit to work out.”
Nix sat back in his chair and rested his feet on his desk. “Let’s hear it, then.”
“I want her back, and I need to make shit clear. We need to let the past between us go. I don’t want anything getting in the way anymore. I want her to know you approve. If you do, she’ll trust me.”
“Why should I approve?”
“You fucking know why.”
“You love her.”
“Every fucking bit of her.”
“You gonna stop acting like a dick and treat her the way she deserves?”
“Let’s save the father-son talk. You know how I feel. I haven’t looked at or touched another woman in three damn weeks. She’s the only one I want, and you know it.”
“I’m not sure you deserve her.”
“She’s not your baby sister anymore, Nix. She’s my girl. She’s mine to take care of.”
Nix’s feet dropped to the floor and his chest came forward over the desk. “She’ll never stop being my baby sister. Let’s get that shit straight now. You fuck up even once, and I’ll cut your goddamn balls off.”
“I’m not gonna fuck it up.”
“You better not. If you want my approval to be with her, you better damn well have your shit together.”
“My shit’s together. I want her and there’s nothing getting in my way of having her.”
“You better get ready to do some serious ass kissing, brother. You’ve done a piss poor job so far.”
“Now that that’s settled, we have other shit to discuss.”
“What else?” Nix asked, leaning back in his chair.
“As the Sergeant of Arms, you should have me in on this deal you’re working.”
“How the hell did you find out about it?”
“Right time, right place. Now tell me what the hell is going on.”
“After Bear’s murder and May’s assault, I started a working relationship with the Tennessee Bureau of Investigation. About three months ago, they approached me and offered a deal. They want to take down the Wild Royals and wanted our experience to aid them in the arrests. Their attempts at deals have failed and undercover agents haven’t successfully been able to infiltrate the Club. You know how selective the Royals are about family members only, so we were TBI’s desperate solution to a long-standing investigation of the Wild Royals’ crimes.
“I was skeptical to do the deal at first, but Pat insisted. He feels we owe it to Bear and May. He’s holding a grudge against the Royals for the death of his closest friend, and he’s not the only one. It took my Aunt years to recover from her rape and the death of Bear. Liz doesn’t even know about it. My Uncle Dallas wanted Liz shielded from knowing that kind of scum was a part of the MC community. He paid for his sister’s therapy and helped her recover the best he could while keeping May’s assault a secret, just as she’d asked him to. I have to admit I want to see them taken down too.”
“Do you know who raped May?”
“The previous President, Tolito’s father.”
“This is deeper than I expected, Nix.” I lifted my hat and rubbed the back of my head as I let out a breath to loosen the tight knot in my chest. “Your families have a long history of bad blood. Have you thought about if this deal with the Royals goes wrong that they’ll want to retaliate, and who do you think they’d want to get their hands on first?”
Nix swallowed, I could see the wheels turning.
“Yeah, Nix, that’s right. Liz is gorgeous. I know they’ve seen her growing up around the Kings Clubhouse. You’d have to be fucking blind not to notice her and everyone knows how protective you are of her. She’s the perfect way to get to you.”
“Jesus Christ.”
“Is it too late to cancel this deal?”
“It is. Everything has been arranged. We can’t back out now.”
“I’ll come by later to pick her up. She’s staying with me until after this deal is done, and we both feel there isn’t any chance of retaliation.”
Nix nodded. “If she turns you down, I’ll talk to her.
“I want in on this deal. I want to know every part of it, so I know how to handle what’s coming. I’m not taking any chances of something happening to her.”
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
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LIZ
IT WAS MY day off and Jenna and I had hung out most of the day until she ditched me the moment Nix walked in the door. She climbed him like a damn spider monkey before they disappeared upstairs. I went upstairs a few minutes later to grab the next load of dirty laundry, then headed back down to the washroom. My cell rang and I pulled it from my jean shorts pocket.
“Hey, Ash.”
“I got your text. I can’t believe he showed up at your house and was waiting on your bed.”
“He looked so damn irresistible too. It took every bit of strength I had not to give in and fuck him senseless.”
“I don’t know why you two don’t get it over with already.”
I heard heavy footsteps behind me. I glanced over my shoulder to see Jake staring at my ass. Just the sight of him had my libido sparking to life.
“I gotta go. He’s here.” I hung up and set my phone on the dryer while giving Jake an expression of, I know why you’re here.
He ran his tongue across his lips, his mouth twisting into a cocky grin. “I told you, someday you’d want to fuck me.”
“Your arrogance is astonishing.”
Jake’s wicked grin widened as he eyed me like a delectable piece of candy he was about to unwrap.
“Finding you in here, without a way to escape, couldn’t get any sweeter.”
I raised my hand to his chest, pushing back the ripped, tatted beast of a man who was quickly filling the inches between us.
“Why deny it, Peach? The hungry look in your eyes tells me you want my cock buried deep inside you, begging me to make you come.”
Fuck, he was right. But that didn’t mean I had to admit it. At least not to him, anyway.
His arm raised, and his hand took hold of a loose strand of my hair, folding it around his fingers before giving it a tug, bringing my lips within reach of his. His breath left feather-like whispers across my lips.
“I think if I touch you here,” his fingers traced up my inner thigh, sending a shiver across my body and up my back, reminding me what his touch did to me, “I’ll find you wet and aching for me.”
Damn, this man. He knows exactly what he does to me. Shoving his hand away, I padded toward the l
aundry room door, my only escape from the tiny room that had become a sexual sauna.
“Wait a minute, Peach,” Jake’s hand took hold of my wrist, stopping me in my tracks. “Don’t leave.” I turned to see genuine agony in his eyes. “I don’t give a damn about any other woman. I want you to be mine and that’s the fucking truth.”
“I’m not yours to claim.”
The expression in his eyes transitioned, darkening, revealing the caged beast within. “The fuck you aren’t.” His grasp on my wrist tightened, pulling me to his solid frame, enclosing me in arms of steel. “You’re mine, damn it, and I’m gonna make sure everyone in this house knows it.”
My loose tee was fisted in his grasp and ripped off me as quickly as my breath left me. His mouth slammed down on mine as he raised me by the hips and pinned me against the wall. His stiff erection pressed into my jean cutoffs, the only piece of clothing keeping me from what I knew would be paradise. His growl filled my ear as his tongue slicked wet kisses across my neck. “You don’t know what you do to me, Peach, but you’re about to find out.”
My back left the wall and my ass landed on the washer. His shirt came off in seconds and my eyes were glued to his bare chest and the hands loosening his jeans, removing the black boxer briefs below. His cock sprung forward and my eyes followed the massive length of it to the shaven base, to his well-defined Adonis belt, and back to the tip. This man was made of motorcycle fuel, ink, and rock-hard muscle, a cruel punishment to women, and I wanted to sin like never before.
His massive hands jolted my ass forward. I teetered on the edge of the washer and my own sanity. His quick hands undid my button and zipper as his tongue ventured in and out of my mouth, driving my arousal to an agonizing and desperate need.
My jean shorts disappeared onto the floor as my eyes met his fierce, predatory stare. With his hands on my knees, he spread my legs wide and looked down at me before lowering himself. His bold, brown eyes glanced up at me, hypnotizing me with his gaze.
“You’re gonna come for me, Peach. I want to hear you scream my name.”
Taking hold of my leg, Jake wrapped it over his shoulder and kept his promise. With his finger knuckle deep and his tongue whipping across my clit like a rapid-fire engine, I fisted his hair and begged for release.
“Oh… my… Go… please… don’t… sto…” My body trembled as the orgasm shockwaved through my body. Jake lowered my leg and stood, his eyes locked on mine.
“We’re not done, Peach. You still haven’t screamed my name.”
The taste of me met my lips as he took hold of my thighs and shoved himself deep within my wet folds. Lifting me with ease, he pinned me against the wall. With feverish need and unchained fury, he drove into me over and over, fucking me deep and taking me over the edge into complete and utter delirium. A deep growl escaped his chest as we neared our climax.
“Say it, Peach. Who do you fucking belong to?”
“I belong to you.”
Jake fucked me hard, then groomed me with gentle kisses along my cheek, ear, and neck while still holding me pinned against the wall. He put his head against mine and let out a breath.
“You fucking shatter me, Peach.”
I bit my lip and let it go between my teeth, still reeling from the ride.
“You belong to me. I want you with me every day. I want to bury myself in you every damn night.” His hand cupped my face and his thumb pressed into my lip as his eyes softened. “I want you to stay with me, just for a while. I’m not asking you to move in with me.”
This was Jake’s way of putting himself out there again and I wasn’t about to ruin it a second time.
“Yes, I’ll stay with you.”
A smile spread his lips before his mouth met mine, sweet and loving, a kiss of gratitude and affection. He pulled out of me and let my legs down.
“I’ll help you pack. I want to have you at least three more times before I let you sleep tonight.”
I laughed as I gathered my missing and torn clothes. “Who are you kidding? I’m not getting any sleep tonight.”
Jake dropped my two bags by his bed and took me in his arms. “My house is your house. I want you to be as comfortable here as you are at home.” I glanced at his bed and was going to say he needed to change the sheets, but to my amazement, Jake had already done that. He had an entirely new sheet set and comforter on the bed. A smile spread my lips and he kissed my temple.
“There’s no way in hell I was having you back in my bed with the same sheets. I mean it, Peach.” His hand raised my chin to him. “Nothing happened with her. I was drunk, angry, and jealous. I won’t ever fuck up like that again. I promise you.”
“Good,” I took hold of his hands and pulled him toward the bed, “you can start making it up to me now.”
“With pleasure.” Jake lifted his shirt over his head, then slid his hands underneath mine and removed it. I glided my shorts off and climbed onto his bed. Sitting on my knees, I glanced over my shoulder at him. He removed his jeans and briefs before joining me on the bed. He wrapped his arm around my waist and the other arm took hold of my neck as he licked and sucked at my ear. His fingers slid into my panties, caressing me.
“Anything you want, just say it, Peach. I’ll do it to you.”
I leaned my head back on his shoulder as he stroked my clit and sucked at my neck. “I want you to take me every way.”
He pressed his erection into my ass cheeks. “Every way?”
“Yes.”
His hand left my neck and fisted my hair, pulling my head back for him to claim my mouth. His kiss came filled with an unleashed and dangerous need.
“I want to do more than claim you, Peach.” His tongue traveled along my neck and bit at the tender part of my shoulder. “I want to own every orgasm that comes from this sweet pussy.”
His fingers dove and swirled, making me gasp with pleasure. With my hair fisted in his hand, he pushed me forward onto my hands and knees. His hands left me and clasped my panties, removing them from my hips, leaving them around my knees. I glanced back as he took hold of his cock and rubbed it over me, making the tip moist before burying himself in me. One hand took hold of my hip as he thrust deep and hard, pounding into me, while the other wrapped my hair around his fist and held tight as he worked to own the orgasm building up in me.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
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LIZ
MY ALARM BUZZED on my cell phone and I reached over and cleared it. Jake’s arm clasped onto me, dragging me back to him. As he pressed himself into my backside, his hot breath warmed my ear.
“Do you have time?”
“If you join me in the shower.”
Jake moved to the edge of the bed and hoisted me off the bed into his arms. I giggled as he carried me to his bathroom. He let me down, and as I turned the knob to start the shower, his hand came down on my ass. I squealed and jerked forward, glancing back to see his devilish grin spread wide.
“That ass, Peach, will make a grown man a whipped pansy.”
“You’re screwed then, aren’t you?”
“That I am,” he agreed, squeezing my cheek.
I stepped under the water and Jake came in behind me, placing his hands on my waist, slowly moving me against the wall. His mouth met mine as his hand reached down and gently caressed me. This tenderness was the opposite of what we’d given each other the previous night. His back still bore the marks of my nails and surely I’d have bite marks to cover with makeup. With his fingers slowly sliding into my wet folds, my head went back as a slow breath escaped me. Soft kisses trailed along my cheek as his fingers wound through my hair and held tight to the nape of my neck.
Now filled with need, he removed his hand and placed it on my ass before lifting me off the floor. My legs wrapped around his waist as both of his hands took hold of me and pressed his weight into me, pinning me to the wall. He reached down and lifted his swollen erection and slid into me, covering my mouth with his. Whipping his tongue in and out, he grou
nd his shaft against my clit, sending shocks of pleasure through me. His grip on my ass tightened as he pulled me forward and back, grinding me hard against him.
“Come for me, Peach. I want to hear you moan for me.”
My held tilted back and my lips parted as the euphoric sensation swept over me. A moan escaped me and my back hit the wall as Jake gave one last hard thrust before his own orgasm claimed him. His head leaned against mine as his breath settled.
“I wanna lose myself in you every damn day.”
My palm went to his cheek and caressed him. “I’ll be home tonight. You can think of all the things you want to do to me between now and then.”
Jake let my legs down and kissed me with his skilled lips. “You sure you can’t skip work and stay in bed with me?”
“No,” I giggled and reached for the soap. “I have patients who need me.”
He took the soap from my hand and lathered it over my shoulder, arm, and chest. “I’ll drive you to work. What time do I need to be there to pick you up?”
“Six. I’ll bring a change of clothes, so if we want to go anywhere, we can.”
“I already have a place in mind.”
Making sure I had breakfast before leaving, Jake gave me a ride to work on his Harley. A couple of co-workers watched with peeping grins as he pulled me into his lap and kissed me before slapping my ass as I walked away. When he drove off, Sarah and Tracy waited for me to join them. Tracy pointed toward Jake riding down the road.
“Who was that hunk of meat?”
A girlish grin swelled my cheeks. “That’s Jake.”
“Boyfriend?” Sarah asked.
“Yes.”
Tracy fanned her round, freckled face. “You are one lucky woman.”
“I am. He rocks my world, one mind-blowing kiss at a time.”
“Does he have any friends?” Sarah asked as we stepped in sync toward the entrance of the hospital.
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