Screw Me Sideways [Clink 1: A Cowboy Sex Story] (Siren Publishing LoveEdge)

by Natalie Acres

  She met him with a salacious kiss, gripping his cheeks and thrusting her tongue against his. Her greed and hunger only drove him once again.

  Tweaking her nipple, he drew the hard bead between his fingers, pinching her nipple until she cried out, bowing her back.

  “Now, that’s a pretty sight.” He nipped at her nipple, rolling his tongue over the point before drawing her fullness into the heat of his mouth. Suckling her, he whispered, “You’re so pretty, baby.”

  Her pussy clenched around his probing fingers and he trailed to her bare mound, smiling down on her as he planned a much more intimate attack. His fingers worked in time as he thrust them in and out.

  “Kellan.” His name was barely spoken then but she still wasn’t close enough. He thumbed her clit, rolling the tender bud until she flinched. Manipulating her further, he caressed her clitoris, waiting for her body to tell the best of tales. “Kellan!”

  Her voice gave everything away long before her body conceded. Jackknifing, she came to an upright position before collapsing against the sofa, her body trembling with a long-overdue release.

  “Maybe we need to wait.” She tried to push him off, steer him in another direction.

  “Maybe” wasn’t enough to stop him.

  “Why?” He stirred his fingers slower then, taking his time with her. Perhaps she’d only had a mini-release. He wanted her screaming his damn name.

  “I’m … this is … um …”

  He knew exactly what “this” was and in that moment, he realized “this” could lead them to a very dangerous place indeed. He would soon be her first. And if that went like he thought it might, he would also be her last.

  “I don’t want you to—”

  “The hell you don’t,” he muttered, screwing his tongue inside her pussy and slapping her mound at the same time.

  “Kellan!” Her scream resonated in his ears. Her fingernails raked across his back. “Kellan. Please. Oh God, please!”

  He grinned to himself as he thrust inside her, swirling his tongue around and around as he lapped up her innocence and brought her pleasure, wondering then if he would ever be the same. After she’d screamed his name, he knew the truth.

  Jade Summers had the ability to worm her way right into his heart. Soon she’d also have a permanent place in his bed.

  * * * *

  “You’re in a chipper mood this morning.” Reason knew where Kellan had spent the night.

  “I’m always in a good mood.”

  “Kane said Jade Summers had company last night. Know anything about that?”

  Kellan stiffened. He took a deep breath and slowly turned. “I was there.”

  “You don’t say.”

  “Surprised you didn’t drop by if you knew.”

  “Cartwell let me know—at four o’clock this morning. Otherwise, I might have checked on a friend.”

  Kellan smirked. “Bet you didn’t sleep a wink after that.”

  “Bet you didn’t get a lot of rest yourself.”

  “Actually, you might be surprised.”

  Reason wasn’t playing this game. “What happened?”

  “Sure you want to know?” Kellan counted out the drawer, slammed it, and faced him again. “It was a good time.”

  “You fucked her.”

  “No.” He clucked. “Virgins are your department.”

  “Vir—” Reason shook his head rapidly. “Wait a minute. You’re sayin’ she’s untouched?”

  “Technically she was until about nine-thirty this morning.”

  “And after nine-thirty?”

  Kellan rubbed his moist lips together. “She made me a hell of a breakfast.”

  “Bacon and eggs?”

  “And the sweetest warm honey I’ve ever had brushing against my tongue.”

  “Damn it.” Reason scowled. “Why am I not surprised?”

  “You had plenty of opportunity. I just had a better one.”

  “Thanks to Hank Sarsarone,” Reason reminded him. “You were supposed to protect her. Taking advantage of the situation wasn’t part of the plan.”

  Kellan shrugged. “If you want an apology, you’re barking at the wrong Alpha’s heels.”

  Reason figured as much. “Where is she now?”

  “The high school. She’s working this afternoon.”

  Reason hadn’t been one to use his new boss status for a power play but all things considered, it was time. “Good. I’ll follow her home when she’s finished. Cartwell is picking Nory up after fourth period. He’s going to Erwin to check on a few things and thought she might like to see her sisters.”

  “She’ll enjoy that,” Kellan said, acting a little suspicious. After a brief silence, he added, “Reason, I’m not taking advantage of her.”

  “You like her now, do you?”

  “I’m interested. We have a lot in common. Truth is, I can train her. I can love all over her but …”

  Reason understood where this was going and he wasn’t about to make him say it. “I understand.” He slapped him on the back in passing. “Lucky for you, I don’t have a problem with virgins.”

  “I didn’t either until I fell in love with one, but that was a long time ago.” Kellan walked into the kitchen without another word.

  “Did you hear all that?” Reason turned around and studied the big guy staring back at him. Madden reminded him of a stealthy panther. He was always lurking in the shadows. Reason hadn’t seen him there until Kellan marched right by him.

  “You want to know why he is the way he is?”

  “I know why.” Reason sorted mail, tossing the junk and setting aside the bills and invoices.

  “Maybe, but you didn’t have a front-row seat.” Madden sat with his legs propped up on a corner table. Chewing on his toothpick thoughtfully, he added, “If I’ve ever been close to having a broken heart, it was when I watched what one woman did to his.”

  “Lara died. Didn’t she?”

  “Yep,” Madden replied, looking off in the distance. “I’m actually surprised he told you her name.”

  Reason left the bar and approached Madden, realizing he probably had a lot of answers to the questions no one dared to ask. “He nearly caught a bullet for Nory a few months ago. He never thought twice about trying to save her.”

  “He’s paid to do a job, Reason.”

  “Yes, but—”

  “And you’re paid to keep that job in place,” Madden said. “If you think I’ll tell you someone else’s story, you’re wrong. Kellan had a love like no other. Some believe that kind of love only comes along once in a lifetime. Maybe it does. For Kellan, I don’t believe that’s true. The way he looks at Jade is very similar to how he once looked at Lara.”

  Curious, Reason asked, “What can you tell me about her?”

  “Nothing more than you already know. Her name was Lara Louise. She was Kellan’s high school sweetheart. She was killed. An accident and all. That’s it.”

  “Was it Hank Sarsarone?”

  Madden swung his legs away from the table. “I didn’t live it so that horror story isn’t mine to tell, but I don’t see any point in dodging that particular topic. Sarsarone ordered a hit and Lara was in the crossfire.”

  “Kellan took this job because he wants revenge.”

  “That’s something you’ll have to ask him.” Madden left and Reason cursed under his breath. He would always be the outside man and he seriously doubted Kellan would ever open up and talk about Lara or why he’d taken a job in Fletcher. Western North Carolina was a world away from the big city life.

  “What do you want to know?” Kellan approached from the other side of the room. His gait was slow and cautious.

  “You heard us?” Reason wasn’t surprised. Kellan, like Madden, had a knack for emerging from the shadows.

  “She was nineteen,” Kellan said, beginning the story without Reason’s probing. “She may not have been my greatest love, but she was my first love. We were young and wild, reckless.” He blew out a hard breath.
“And because of me, she’s dead.”

  Reason frowned. “What happened?”

  “Ah man,” Kellan said, looking around as if he were suddenly lost. “It’s been a long time ago, but just mentioning it brings it all back like the whole thing happened yesterday.”

  “You don’t have to talk about it.”

  “And I won’t,” Kellan said. “You can look it up online. In 2005, Lara Louise Conyers was found in a posh hotel right outside of Chicago. Her story is there. All the gory details.”

  “2005 was a long time ago,” Reason said.

  “Yes and I’ve finally come to terms with what happened,” Kellan said. “I can move on but I’ll never have a liability again.”

  Reason scoffed. Now it all made sense. “So you’re saying you wouldn’t fuck Jade for fear you would develop feelings for her?”

  Kellan reached in his hip pocket and pulled out his billfold. He tossed a photograph to the table and said, “What do you think?”

  Reason picked up the small wallet-size picture. “Ah no, man.”

  “They could’ve been sisters,” Kellan said, pointing out the obvious.

  “This thing between you and Jade could play out a lot of different ways if she ever finds out about this.”

  “I know that,” Kellan said. “Which is why I have to be sure the attraction to Jade is real.”

  “But she’s a knock-off for Lara.”

  “Yeah. She is.” He picked up the picture and tucked it in his shirt pocket. “The truth is I might have stayed away because of the similarities. Then all that happened yesterday and suddenly I was protecting her and I realized Jade is nothing like Lara and in a weird way, I’m relieved. Still, there are certain things I don’t want to do and taking her virginity is one of them.”

  “So what happened this morning?”

  “Use your imagination but my cock wasn’t inside her if that’s what you want to know.”

  “It is.” Reason sniffed. “So I have your blessing then?”

  “I wouldn’t say that, but I’m not gonna damn you to hell or anything like that if you take what most men would be standing in line for.”

  “She may be jerking you off, man. She’s probably had a lover or two before.”

  “I don’t think so,” Kellan said. “But after this morning, I’m wondering why. I suspect there’s more to Jade than meets the eye.”

  “Bad past?”

  “No pictures hanging on the walls. None on the bedside table. She’s either running from something or—”

  “Or working with someone.” Madden reentered the heart of the club and stood before them. “Gentleman, we may have a mole on the Baldini payroll. And my money is on Miss Jade Summers.”

  Kellan’s entire demeanor changed. “Why do you think Jade’s your girl?”

  Reason crossed his arms and studied Kellan closer. “Let me guess. Scratch everything you said before now?”

  “I wouldn’t go that far.” Kellan glanced at Madden. “You’re sure?”

  “Can’t put my money on Jade yet, but yes, we have a mole. Cartwell was planning to take Nory to North Carolina. If he’d crossed that mountain, he would’ve run into more problems than even he can escape.”

  “Care to elaborate?” Kellan asked.

  “Sarsarone’s men were waiting at the overlook. Eight SUVs loaded down with guns and a lot of fellas who knew how to use them.”

  “Fuck,” Kellan muttered.

  “We definitely had a leak,” Madden said.

  “It’s not Jade.” Kellan seemed certain.

  “How soon before we know?” Reason asked.

  “Few days,” Madden replied. “She’s deep undercover if it’s her, man.”

  “Then start peeling back the layers. I want to know exactly who she is.”

  Kellan wasn’t the only one. Reason wanted answers and he wanted them before he ended up in between one sexy lady’s legs. Then again, he didn’t exactly mind thrusting for information, particularly if Jade had been playing Kellan all along.

  Chapter Seven

  “Hmm … yum. I pull up a chair expecting one of my favorite bartenders and look what I found. If you’re not the kind of man a woman could wrap her mouth around, I’ve yet to meet one.”

  “Hear that, Graham?” Elliott Killian slapped his brother on the back in passing. He was hanging Graham out to dry.

  Ansley Cartwell, one of Clink’s owners, popped her head up, suddenly uninterested in whatever she was trying to find in the oblong coolers. “Excuse me, but were you talking to him?” She thumbed one of her four husbands.

  Reason kept mixing drinks, pretending not to notice the brewing trouble. It was bad enough that Ansley had to work the front of the house, too. The last thing they’d needed was a packed club and an inebriated Katherine Andes going head to head with the more verbal Cartwell.

  “Not now, baby,” Graham said, grabbing her hand and spinning her around for what must’ve been an intended hug.

  “Um … uh? Yeah. If she’s talking to you, now works for me.” Ansley ducked under Graham’s arm and made a beeline for Katherine. “I’m afraid I didn’t hear you right, so let’s review. Did you just look at my husband and say you could wrap your mouth around him?” Ansley’s head bobbed one way or the other as she prepared to defend her man’s honor.

  “Heads up, Kellan,” Reason sang, sticking two straws in the frozen margaritas and serving them to the ladies directly in front of him. “Seven-fifty each, ladies.”

  One woman immediately shoved a twenty at him. “Keep the change, handsome.”

  Reason shot her a wink. “Thanks, beautiful.”

  He opened up the register, slapped the twenty in its slot and turned around in time to grab a keg from Elliott. “We appreciate the help tonight.”

  “It’s about to end, I’m afraid,” he said, nodding at Ansley. “Mrs. Andes must’ve rubbed her the wrong way.”

  “You heard what she said.” Reason laughed. “Katherine was trying to ruffle the hen’s feathers.”

  “She succeeded.” He leaned closer in a conspiratorial fashion. “Between you and me, I don’t know why Ansley cares. She has more than she can handle at home. Besides, Katherine is clearly drunk and she doesn’t mean anything by it.”

  Reason chuckled. “Take it from someone who knows. When that woman makes a suggestion, she has every intention of following through.”

  “Damn, boy. You get around, huh?”

  Reason grimaced. “Hope that doesn’t.”

  “Too late.” Kellan scooted by him then with a case of beer on his shoulder. “Let’s rock n’ roll, fellas. It’s standing room only and the door is on a wait.” He honked the full house “tooter horn” and the crowd went wild. Regulars understood what the alarming noise represented. They were among the lucky ones. They’d made it inside the hottest fetish club in the South.

  Reason grabbed a few cocktail napkins and checked the end of the bar again. Ansley was still shaking her finger at Katherine, scolding the woman for her “forward thinking” and other dangerous traits.

  Ansley’s attention only provoked Katherine. She let out an occasional purr and added a smug comment or two. Reason stood back and observed. “How come Ansley isn’t throwing her out?”

  Kellan glanced over his shoulder. “Ha! She can’t. Not unless she wants to bring down the wrath of the political gods in this state.”

  “Katherine has that much power?” Reason narrowed his eyes and watched the women go at it. Ansley shifted her upper body back and forth, shaking her finger in front of her face, and just giving her hell. Katherine seemingly enjoyed it. “I’m beginning to think Katherine doesn’t necessarily get along with other women. If she has power, I’m sure she uses it.”

  “Yeah,” Kellan replied, grabbing bottles from the top-shelf liquor selection. “Her family owns at least fifteen or sixteen newspapers in seven states. They’re embedded in politics but they support the leather community. She’s not an enemy we need.”

  “What the
hell is Ansley doing?” Tristan, the only husband who could seemingly keep Ansley under control, entered the bar.

  Graham shook his head. “I can’t lure her away. And don’t go over there unless you want to make it worse.”

  “She and Katherine Andes had a little tiff,” Elliott explained. “Katherine made a suggestive comment.”

  “Fuck,” Tristan grumbled.

  Elliott butted his hips against the bar and crossed his arms. “Can’t wait to see this.”

  “Yeah, buddy,” Reason said, mixing up a few mudslides.

  Even Kellan took a minute to gawk. Typically, he would’ve been tossing liquor bottles and showing out for the crowd by now.

  “There’s my favorite lady,” Tristan sang, grabbing Ansley around the waist and tossing her over his shoulder. He never broke his stride and never really paused. He just swept her up, tossed her over, and carried her straight through the café-style doors.

  “Damn,” Kellan grumbled. “And here I expected a real show.”

  “I’ll give you a show, honey.” Katherine motioned for Kellan and he sauntered her way, willing to take one for the team, apparently. While they still had another five hours or so to go, part of their job was to take care of the over-forty crowd and Katherine had become somewhat of a permanent fixture. She often referred her friends, too.

  “Hey, Reason! Katherine wants to know who the blonde woman is so she can have her fired.” He rolled his eyes and mouthed, “Help.”

  “You’re on your own, buddy!” Reason patted the bar in front of him, aware of someone seated there but still looking Katherine’s way. “What can I get for you?” He grabbed a bar napkin and placed it in front of his customer before he actually looked up. “Wow.”

  “Hi, Reason.” Jade blushed. She glanced down at the end of the bar where Katherine was seated. Seemingly nervous, she said, “Is it okay if I sit here or—”

  “Are you old enough to be in here?” Reason asked, purposefully using a singsong voice. Thanks to instant recall, he remembered Nory telling him about Jade’s upcoming twenty-first birthday. He also remembered another pertinent fact, too.

  The gal was interested in him and Kellan had earned her attention, too. Amazing how quickly a woman could fall for a man when he tongued her into submission.