My heart raced and adrenaline pumped through my veins. I breathed hard as Brendan took me in his arms and kissed my lips firmly. I melted away into nothingness. His scent was mesmerizing. My knees felt weak and I almost fell to the ground. I let Brendan hold me up as he broke away.
My eyes fluttered back open and I wondered why he stopped at all. I looked past Brendan and realized that Jenny was still standing there spying on us.
I wiped my mouth with my arm. “Sorry, Jenny.”
She crossed her arms and smiled. “Can't keep your hands off each other, eh? I miss that phase of the relationship.”
Jenny was boy-crazy and brought guys home all the time. The problem was: they only stayed for the one night and that was it. Jenny was fucking sexy but she attracted the wrong type of guy. It wasn't all their fault thought. The last time she had a real relationship was in high school but she was cheated on and never learned to trust men after that.
“We should get going, Brendan,” I said, tugging at his arm.
Brendan looked confused and hungry—not for food, but for me. I wanted him to take me in my bedroom but the time wasn't right. I didn't want to flaunt Brendan in front of Jenny any longer. It just wouldn't be right.
“Are you sure you guys don't want to stay?” she asked.
I knew she was just trying to be polite. Deep down she was crying inside. “I wish we could but Brendan wanted to show me his Motorcycle Club.”
I pulled Brendan by the arm until he finally budged and followed me out. “See you later, Jenny.”
“Nice to meet you,” Brendan said.
Jenny waved goodbye and locked the door behind us.
“What was all that about?” he asked as we walked down the hallway.
“She doesn't have a boyfriend right now and I don't want to make her jealous.”
Brendan nodded and pressed the button for the elevator. “If she wasn't there, I would have taken you on the floor of the apartment.”
This man really knows how to get my blood pumping.
The elevator dinged and we stepped inside. As I pushed the button for the ground floor, I realized that we were standing in a tight box and there was no escape. Brendan grabbed my wrists and pushed me up against the wall. His mouth hit mine and I moaned as his hands skimmed all over me.
Was he going to fuck me right here in the elevator!
“Oh my god, Brendan.”
Ding!
Brendan immediately withdrew and turned around as the elevator doors opened.
No! No! The trip was over too soon and I wasn't done yet.
Mrs. Johnson walked in carrying her toy poodle. She was an old lady that lived a couple doors down from me. The dog barked at Brendan. I smiled at her and exited the elevator, feeling supremely embarrassed.
I followed him outside to the parking lot, almost tripping over my feet.
My body surged with desire. How much more teasing could I take? “Fuck me now, Brendan,” I whispered. “I need you inside me right now or I'm going to explode.”
Brendan smiled. “Just a little while longer, baby.”
He handed me a bike helmet and jumped on. I fit my head and hair into the helmet and joined him on the motorcycle. He brought the thing to life.
How was I going to make it without coming all over his bike?
I hugged him hard and we sped away. I tried to think of anything to keep my climax at bay: Jenny, the strip club, but nothing worked. I felt up Brendan's strong chest and breathed heavily. I couldn't hold back any longer. I closed my eyes and focused on the pleasure, pressing my hardness against Brendan's back.
The intense vibrations stopped as Brendan turned off his bike.
Fuck! Fuck! Not again!
“We're here,” Brendan announced.
I got off the bike and could feel my pre-come running down my thighs. I pulled off my helmet and saw a big sign that said: The Burger Joint.
Brendan smiled. “Are you all right, Shawn? Your face is all red.”
I blushed even more. He knew exactly why I was all red.
“So this is the Dark Steel MC?” I asked, trying to change the subject.
“Not exactly.” Brendan led me inside the burger restaurant. The place was completely packed and there was a line of people wrapped around. The smell of meat, lettuce, and tomatoes made my stomach growl. We went through the small kitchen and to a back door.
“This is the MC,” he said, opening the door.
Chapter Seventeen
Brendan
We entered The Burger Joint. Touching him in the elevator was unforgettable. I wanted to fuck him so hard and he wanted it too. But it was fun watching Shawn squirm. He was so close to coming—and so was I. Thank Christ, he didn't touch me over my pants in the elevator. One stroke and I would've unloaded inside my jeans.
I brought him into the MC and showed him around. Zane was at his usual spot by the bar, cleaning his guns. That man had an obsession. Maverick was behind the counter, pouring beers and mixing drinks.
There was way too many people to introduce Shawn to. I'd never brought a guy to the club before. Well I take that back. I'd brought plenty of guys to the MC before but not like this. Not in a situation where I needed to introduce him.
I put two fingers in my mouth and whistled. “Can I get everyone's attention?” Rowan looked up behind his glasses and Jasper woke up from sleeping on the pool table.
“I want to introduce you to my boyfriend, Shawn.”
Shawn looked at me with a shocked face and I smiled back. What are you thinking, Brendan? You just met him and already calling him your boyfriend. Have you even had a boyfriend before?
I told my subconscious to shut the fuck up. The guys all gave their version of hello to Shawn. Hammer came out from the back and nodded.
“Nice to meet you all,” Shawn said with a nervous smile.
“Want a drink?” I asked. I knew he wanted me to fuck him as soon as possible but I needed to tease him just a little bit longer.
Shawn grit his teeth and replied, “Sure, a drink sounds nice.”
“Maverick! Get me a beer and one for my man.”
We walked over and sat down at the bar next to Zane. “Don't you think those guns are clean enough?” I asked him.
Zane looked up with a blank face. “It don't matter. It helps me think.”
“What would you like to drink, Shawn?” Maverick asked.
I watched closely as he contemplated what to get. His nose scrunched up and looked so cute. I wanted to kiss him all over.
“Something dark if you have it.”
Maverick grinned. “We have more booze than a liquor store.”
“This place is really cool,” Shawn said. His hands moved up and down his thighs. He was playing hardball with me.
Two could play at that game. He thought I was some sort of gentleman—I was not.
I placed my hand on his thigh and ran it up slowly along the inside. He tensed up immediately and held his breath. He was mine to do with as I pleased.
“Here's your drinks,” Maverick said, setting down a dark brown glass in front of Shawn and a beer bottle in front of me. “You look familiar,” he said to Shawn, tapping his finger against his lip.
Shawn chuckled.
Maverick's eyes lit up. He realized it was from the strip club. “Brendan, you sick dog.”
I chuckled and took a swig of my beer while still teasing Shawn with my other hand.
He carefully sipped his drink without spilling any. “This tastes amazing,” he choked out.
Enough teasing. Anymore and I'd have to take him right here on the bar in front of everyone. The things I could do to that body. “Thanks for the drinks, Maverick. We're going upstairs.”
Maverick patted his large belly. “Don't have too much fun.”
I narrowed my eyes at him and Shawn waved. For hanging out with a bunch of criminals, he seemed to do a very good job. I brought him upstairs and to the room I used to sleep over when I had too much to drink—which
was most nights.
The bed with its flannel sheets was unmade and dirty clothes were sprawled all over the floor. I didn't usually care what the men I brought home thought about me. But with Shawn I did. I quickly gathered my clothes into a pile and tossed them into a closet.
“This is nice,” Shawn said, running his fingertips across the dusty desk in the corner.
“It's just a place to crash after long nights.”
Shawn nodded and walked to me. “So am I your boyfriend now?”
I gulped. I was hoping he would have forgotten all about that. “I'm not sure. Do you want to be?”
“That's not what you said downstairs.” Shawn placed his hands on my chest.
My heart beat fast. “Will you be my old man, Shawn?”
He beamed up at me and smiled. “I assume that's the motorcycle club version of a boyfriend?”
I nodded and embraced him, trailing my kisses down his forehead and to his nose. The hardness in my pants grew. I kissed his lips lightly, pulling away before he could invade me with his tongue.
“You better fuck me now, Brendan. I won't take anymore of this teasing bullshit.”
I saluted him. “Yes, sir!”
Chapter Eighteen
Shawn
Boyfriend!
Brendan actually called me his boyfriend—even in front of all his badass friends. Things were moving quickly but in the right direction.
He seemed like the type of man to sleep with a guy for one night and never call again. I made a mental note to ask him about his past relationships when I got a chance. But right now, I needed him to fuck me...now more than ever. I wanted to be all his.
Brendan asked if I wanted a drink and I tried to telepathically send him a message. You bastard! I don't want a drink, I want you to take me right now! I smiled to him and nodded. I would play his game for a little while longer.
I met some of his “brothers” as he called it. For criminals, they were actually pretty nice. Nicer than most people. I sipped my dark beer and listened to Maverick's jovial laugh. Brendan really cared for these guys like they were his real family. Such a tough exterior but inside his heart was gigantic. I hoped there was room in there to love me.
“Thanks for the drinks, Maverick. We're going upstairs,” Brendan said.
Praise the lord!
Brendan held my hand as he showed me to his room. This must have been where they raised pigs because the place was dirtier than a farm. The drywall had cracks and holes all over—damage done by angry fists. I walked over to Brendan and put my hands on his chest. I brought up the boyfriend thing and he tried to deflect out of embarrassment. I just wanted him to admit it to me while we were alone.
He asked, “Will you be my old man, Shawn?”
I could barely contain my excitement. I wanted to jump up and down on the bed and scream to the world that Brendan was my boyfriend. He kissed me gently on my forehead and only let me get a taste of his lips. Anger was bubbling in my throat. No more teasing!
Brendan's ravenous hunger for me showed as he pushed me against the closed door, raising my hands above my head. He tongue danced on mine, his biker scent filling my nose. Brendan clawed at my shirt until it was over my head and discarded onto the messy floor.
“I want you so bad, Brendan,” I breathed. Brendan's massive erection poked through under his jeans. His eyes returned to me with fiery desire.
Oh my!
Brendan flung me over to the desk and bent me over. My chest was pressed hard onto the dusty wood and my hands reached the edges to hold on. “Spread your legs,” he commanded.
I had always dreamed of being taken that way and now it was really happening! He pulled my boxers down and found my ass. I moaned as he pushed into my tightness. His fingers slid in and out with ease.
“You're so ready, baby.” Brendan unbuckled his belt and I heard his jeans drop to the ground.
He set his thick cock in between my ass cheeks. He was so close to knocking at my door. I raised my ass to meet him but he put his hand on my back to still me. “I can't wait any longer, Brendan,” I begged.
He thrust into me suddenly and we both yelled out. His rough hands found my hips and he held onto them like reins, forcing himself deeper and deeper, filling every inch of me. How could something feel this good?
After all the teasing and touching, my release couldn't wait anymore. “I'm so close,” I murmured. My body bucked as I detonated around him. Brendan held onto my shaking hips and pounded into me harder. All my senses went out as my orgasm took over.
“You like it when I fuck you hard, don't you?” Brendan slapped my ass and grunted as he thrust into me over and over again. “Say it,” he ordered.
“Yes...I love it,” I whimpered. My pleasure hit its peak. I was already so close again.
“Come for me one more time,” Brendan moaned, his fingernails digging into my sides.
His words were my undoing as my climax took control. I lost my grip on the edge of the desk and flopped all over. Brendan finally found his release and unloaded inside me, screaming my name at the top of his lungs.
My legs feel like mush and they could barely hold my weight anymore. Brendan pulled out of me and I wanted to order him to stay. He lifted me in his strong arms and deposited me on the bed. My muscles were spent and my skin was still tingling from all the orgasms.
“Did you enjoy that?” he asked, resting my head against his chest.
“It was absolutely wonderful,” I replied, exasperated. “I want to go again, but I don't think I can move.”
Brendan laughed. “Yeah me too.” His fingers played with my hair, running through the strands.
I listened to his heart beat and relaxed in the silence. But something was eating away at me. I needed to know from him. “Have you ever been in a relationship before?” I asked.
He fingers pulled away from my hair and he didn't respond. Oh shit! Did I go too far? What if one of his past boyfriends got killed?
“I haven't had a boyfriend before if that's what you're asking.”
I looked up at him, searching for the real reason. “Why not? You've been with so many men.”
Brendan met my lips and pulled away. “Because they weren't you.”
His words warmed my insides. I could lay next to this man for the rest of my life. Before I knew it, I told him, “I think I'm in with love you.”
My whole body tensed up in defense. I wanted to crawl back into my shell and never be seen again.
That was so stupid to say, Shawn. You've only known the guy a couple days.
“I know, I love you too, Shawn,” he whispered. Brendan rolled over on top of me and kissed me like it was the first time. “Are you okay?” he asked.
Tears streamed down my cheeks. “I'm sorry, I'm just so happy.”
We made love a second time that night and I fell asleep in his arms. He was all mine.
Chapter Nineteen
Katherine
It was finally happening. Today was the day I take down the Dark Steel Motorcycle Club.
All those years of long nights, fighting my superiors, and working in horrible conditions was finally about to pay off.
Getting the leader of the Los Diablos to give up Dark Steel was what blew the case wide open. My bosses got me warrants to raid the Dark Steel headquarters and two of their off-site locations given to us by Miguel.
My two teams had already reported finding drugs and illegal guns in the off-site buildings. I had everything I needed to prosecute them. Now all that was left was to arrest all of them and claim my commendation.
“Wait for my signal,” I announced into the walkie-talkie.
The men were jumpy and so was I. We had no idea what to expect when we burst through the doors. The Burger Joint was in full swing, a huge crowd inside and a line out the door. This was a tricky situation. There couldn't be any collateral damage—no excuses. We knew every member of the MC was inside because we had been casing the place all day long. I hoped that they
weren't stupid enough to draw their weapons and start a gunfight. Not with so many innocents around.
I had Bravo team at the back and Charlie on the roof. My team—Alpha—was to go through the front. My heart raced as I drew my nine millimeter. I checked if it was loaded and switched the safety off. Malarkey kneeled down next to me, checking his bulletproof vest. We stayed low to the ground as we crawled from car to car. We were only feet away from the entrance.
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