by London Casey
“Damnit Kaity," Erik whispered. “What’s with you?”
“Get off me,” Kaity said.
Erik kind of liked this. He liked seeing Kaity frazzled. He liked tempting her.
“If I was on you, you’d know it. You want to be pissed at me because of what happened last night?”
“I have to get out of here,” Kaity said.
“Then get away,” Erik said. “Break my hold and leave. Come on. Do it.”
Kaity’s lip curled. She was breathing heavy. She tried to move her wrists, but Erik knew his grip was like a damn vice. With his free hand he reached up and touched Kaity’s cheek.
“You don’t get it,” he said. “The life I live. You think because I tasted your body that meant what? We were married or something?”
“No,” Kaity said. “I just… I just didn’t want to be alone. Or if I was going to be alone, I’d want to be in the back of my car. Traveling.”
“Running.”
“Exactly.”
“What are you running from?”
“Something long gone,” Kaity said. “But it still gets me.”
“I know the feeling, baby.”
“Yeah? You know about feelings? How about that woman last night? Did you feel that?”
Erik moved closer. His nose almost touched Kaity’s. Her eyes were wide. Erik could feel the scars on his face almost throbbing. Yet Kaity wasn’t afraid.
“I was thinking of you,” Erik said. “Wishing it was you.”
“Then you should have asked me.”
“When I want that from you, baby, I won’t ask. I don’t ask for anything. I just do, and take, whatever I want.”
Kaity opened her mouth, but Erik had heard enough already. He put his mouth to Kaity's, wasting no time in slipping his tongue into her mouth. She gasped and for a second Erik thought she was going to pull back. But she didn’t. She pushed forward with her mouth, offering her tongue to him. The kiss instantly became hot, way too hot to continue in front of the entire bar.
Erik opened his hand, releasing his hold on Kaity. Instead of punching or clawing away, she put her hands to Erik’s shoulders and gripped tight. When she let out a breath through her nose, she also moaned.
It may have been too early to deal with a severed finger and the bullshit surrounding Jonesy, but it wasn’t too early to have Kaity. Erik slipped his middle fingers into the belt loops on her jeans and pulled her close to him. Kaity wrapped her legs tight around Erik and he lifted her.
They continued to kiss, even as he walked down the hallway, his tongue wanting more of Kaity. Her lips were thin and delicious. Her tongue swirled and spun, fighting Erik’s tongue. It was seductive and it made him throb. He was rock hard and he was not going to back off. Not now. No way in fucking hell.
Erik kicked open the door to his room and then kicked it shut. He took Kaity right to the bed and dropped her. She hurried to sit up and tore at her own clothing. She was aggressive. When Erik looked down at Kaity all he could imagine was Blaine touching her. He didn’t know what she and Blaine had done the night before and it made him mad. It made him jealous. Erik hated to feel jealous.
Kaity reached back and unsnapped her bra. It fell forward and her heavy breasts were finally free. Erik admired them. Her nipples were rosy pink and hard. They were beautiful. Erik reached down and cupped her. He held her breasts in his hands and his thumbs flicked, making Kaity moan.
Without a word of command, Kaity reached forward and pressed her hand to Erik’s jeans. He was massive and thick, ready for her. She ripped open his belt and jeans, her hands obviously shaking. Erik continued to play with her breasts. They were warm and tender, and he couldn't wait to taste them.
Kaity pulled Erik’s jeans down. Her small hands then touched his strong legs as his cock popped free. She dug her nails into his legs and managed to shock Erik by not touching his dick. Instead, Kaity went right in with her mouth. Her small and sweet lips slid right around the engorged tip of his erection. She moved down painfully slow, forcing Erik to resist the urge to thrust forward. He wanted to bury his cock in Kaity’s throat. And then her pussy.
Her mouth continued down his shaft and then she pulled back. She moved down again, easing into a perfect rhythm. Erik turned his hands on Kaity’s breasts and felt the hardness of her nipples on his palms. He squeezed tight and pushed back at Kaity. She eased back a little and Erik leaned forward, almost over her, taking command. He thrust at Kaity’s mouth. She groaned and gagged for a second. But she stayed with him. Not that she had much of a choice.
Erik could feel the swell within his body already. He wanted to go. He wanted to fill Kaity’s mouth.
Slowly, Erik pulled back and out of her mouth. Kaity’s mouth hung open, her breathing uncontrollable as she tried to catch her breath. She stared at him with seductive eyes. This was the reason why he hadn’t done it the night before. He knew there were going to be feelings involved, even if he didn't know what those feelings were.
“Pants, panties… off.”
Kaity fell back to the bed and did as she was told. She slithered her way out of her pants and panties, her breasts bouncing as she moved. Erik reached to the nightstand and grabbed a condom. He tore it open and rolled it down his shaft. He came forward and hovered over Kaity’s body. She was so goddamn beautiful. The creamy color of her breasts. Her stomach. The curves of her body. Her wide hips, perfect for holding. The smooth curve down to her pussy. The glistening look of her desire, wanting him.
“Kiss me,” Kaity said. “Please, Erik. Please kiss me again.”
Erik came down, but he didn’t kiss Kaity. Instead, he went for her breasts. His hands cupped her again and with the tip of his nose, he teased her hard nipples. Kaity shivered and groaned. Erik opened his mouth and tasted them. The tip of his tongue made circles around her nipples, one a time, very slowly. He watched Kaity’s skin break out in goosebumps. Her breathing was shaky yet heavy. The smell of her body was sweet and intense.
She wanted it.
So did Erik.
He couldn’t wait any longer.
“Turn around,” Erik ordered.
“What…”
Erik slapped Kaity at her amazing hips and turned her around. With her belly down on the bed, the curve of her ass made him groan.
Fucking amazing.
Erik grabbed her waist and pulled, forcing Kaity to her hands and knees. She spread her legs and her pussy looked even more delicious. She was so tight and Erik found out just how tight a few seconds later when he pressed himself to her hole. It took two hard thrusts to begin to enter her. Kaity cried out as she accepted Erik’s cock. His hands moved to her ass and he squeezed hard.
“Fuck,” Kaity moaned. “Erik…”
“That’s right,” Erik said. “Feel this…”
He pulled on Kaity’s ass as he thrust forward. He was deep in her tight pussy and he held there. She throbbed on him, squeezing so tight that as Erik pulled back he thought he was going to explode. He took himself out and then thrust forward again. It was just as tight.
“Damn,” he whispered and then hissed.
Erik began to fuck Kaity, slowly, respecting her body and its needs. He never gave a fuck about a woman’s needs before. But the way Kaity moaned, groaned, lifted her ass, and thrust back satisfied his body like no one else ever had. She had no idea how wild she was without even trying.
Erik’s hands moved up Kaity’s body, his thumbs along her spine. The harder he pressed, the more her back arched. The angle made her feel even tighter, if that was even possible. The harder he thrust at her, the louder it sounded. Kaity was soaking wet and when Erik felt her starting to come, he had to slow down. She pulsed against him with force as her body leaked its pleasure and desire.
With his right hand, Erik reached for Kaity’s hair. He took a handful and started to pull. Her head came back, her mouth open wide in ecstasy.
“Still want that kiss?” Erik asked.
“Yes. Fuck, yes.”
; Erik leaned down, his body pressed to hers. His cock was buried deep in her still as he continued to pump. He was so close to finishing, all he needed was the taste of that tongue.
Kaity turned her head and Erik pulled on her hair some more. She whimpered with her mouth open and Erik pressed his mouth to hers. Their tongues met and Erik grunted as his body couldn't handle anymore. His cock throbbed and spilled into the condom as he thrust at Kaity. He pushed hard and deep and then held there as they kissed. Kaity gently rocked her body as he came again and again.
Then Erik let Kaity’s hair go and pulled away from her. He slipped out of her body and stood there, staring. Her pussy glistened and the smell made Erik want to lick the air to taste her. Kaity looked over her shoulder, her hair in her face.
There was nothing to say right now. Erik lifted his jeans and went to the bathroom to take care of the condom. He zipped himself up and turned on the cold water in the sink. He splashed his face half a dozen times and then stared at his reflection. The scars were always the first thing he saw, but he wondered what Kaity saw… and why. He gripped the edge of the sink so tight he felt he could tear it from the wall. Never before had he felt so conflicted.
When Erik left the bathroom, Kaity was still on the bed. Naked on all fours. He looked at her face. Her long hair almost hiding her breasts. Her nipples were just an inch shy of rubbing against the sheets.
“I can’t fucking move,” she whispered. “I feel… wow…”
“Start moving,” Erik said. “I have business to take care of.”
Seeing Kaity naked now made him think of Blaine again. He didn’t want anything to do with something Blaine had fucked. Yet he had just had sex with Kaity. In his mind, it was his way of ridding the tension between them so they could take care of what needed to be done.
Now it was time for Kaity to get the hell out and Erik to go back to work. Life would continue normally.
Erik walked to the door and Kaity yelled, “What are you doing?”
“Time to go,” he said. “Get dressed and get out.”
“Are you kidding me?”
“No. You did your job. Now go.”
Kaity grabbed the sheet and rolled herself up in it. She stood from the bed, her hair a mess. Her lips were still red from the intense kissing. She looked freaking beautiful and Erik hated himself for admitting that, even if it was in his mind.
“You see what women do around here,” Erik said. “You had Blaine last night. Me this morning. The fantasy is done. I have shit to deal with today.”
“You think I fucked Blaine?” Kaity asked.
Erik didn’t say word. Kaity moved close to Erik and pressed her lips to his neck.
“I didn’t fuck Blaine,” she whispered. “I kicked him in the balls and kicked him out.” She turned and dropped the sheet. “Oh, by the way, I saw the license plate on the car that dropped off that package…”
Kaity looked over her shoulder and smiled.
She was trying to get control. Erik curled his lip. He was pissed off because whatever game Kaity was playing, it was working.
thirteen.
The game and the bullshit was about to come to an end. Erik rushed right to her, grabbed her by the arm, and spun her around. His eyes scanned her nude body for a second before he asked, “What did you just say?”
“I saw the plate number on the car.”
“Are you fucking kidding me? Why didn’t you tell me that sooner?”
“I don’t know,” Kaity said, scrambling.
She feared something like this would happen. She would show that she knew more than the average person. Trained to spot the smallest of details. One of the most common things Kaity did undercover for Brad was spot license plates numbers. She had become a pro at it; finding a way to make a sentence out of the letters and memorizing the numbers like it was a telephone number.
“You remember the plate right now?” Erik yelled.
“Yes.”
“Come on, let’s go.”
Erik pulled Kaity to the door and opened it. She let out a cry and tried to claw at him.
“I’m naked,” Kaity yelled.
“I don’t care. Hurry. You have information I need and then you’re gone.”
“I didn’t sleep with Blaine,” she said again.
“It has nothing to do with Blaine. Fuck.”
“It does. You’re jealous. Worried. I sense it.”
“You’re pushing your luck,” Erik said. He let Kaity go. “Get your clothes on in one minute or I’m dragging you down the hallway butt fucking naked.”
Erik left the room and Kaity took a few steps back. She put a hand to her chest. She had tempted the angry biker and now was getting burned. Talk about an angry man. But, damn, he was so sexy. Just so sexy. And his body…
Kaity found herself biting her lip trying to convince herself not to get wet again. She dressed herself, sliding still damp panties up to meet her wet body. She rushed to put on her jeans, bra, and shirt, just in time for Erik to open the door and nod.
“Now,” he said.
“I’m ready.”
She walked up to Erik and looked at him. She wasn’t afraid of his face, even if Erik tried to act like everyone else was.
“Where are we going?” Kaity asked.
“Just stay by my side,” Erik said. “And you might survive this.”
Kaity’s mouth ran dry. A comment like that yesterday maybe would have been serious, or even flirty. But right now, after seeing what Erik could do and how he could act, it wasn’t serious, it was a damn threat.
Erik put his hand to her back. Just that touch alone made Kaity melt in her own skin. She closed her eyes for a second and pictured Erik throwing her against one of these walls and ravaging her. Tearing her panties off. Thrusting hard and deep, again.
“We’re going back outside,” Erik said. “You play any fucking games out here, baby, and there’s no stopping what anyone will do. You’re not taken by any one of us. Got that?”
“Yes,” Kaity said.
Erik opened the door and held it. Kaity walked back outside to a group of angry bikers. Blaine sat on the table and held the severed finger between his forefinger and thumb. He dangled it above his face like he was going to eat it.
“Fuck, man,” Blaine said.
“Put that goddamn thing down,” Miller bellowed.
Blaine dropped the finger. It flopped on the table. Kaity turned and felt her stomach curdle. If there had been food in her stomach, she would have thrown up by now.
“Listen up,” Erik said. “Kaity saw the plates. We can track the car down.”
“What did you say?” Miller asked as he pushed by Nate and Jace.
Gaige was right behind him, a cigarette hanging from his mouth.
“You heard me,” Erik said.
Kaity looked at the group of bikers coming at her. Miller grabbed her arm and pulled her to him. She tried to move back, but Erik was right there, keeping her close.
“You better not be messing around,” Miller said.
“I swear I’m not,” Kaity said. “I wouldn’t lie. I saw it.”
“How clear?” Gaige asked.
“Give me pen and paper,” Kaity said.
Miller looked to Erik. “You trust this one?”
“She took a bullet for me yesterday,” Erik said.
“Where?”
“The leg.”
Miller looked back down at Kaity. “How’s your leg today?”
“Sore,” Kaity said.
“I bet Erik took good care of you,” Gaige said, smiling.
“He fucking better have,” Blaine called out. “She denied me last night.”
The small group all hooted and whistled.
“Get pen and paper,” Miller said. He looked hard at Kaity. “I’m going to give this number to the police. If it doesn’t track down the car that came here this morning, you’re not going to have a good day. Understand?”
Kaity nodded. “Yes.”
“Yo
u’re that confident that you know the number?”
“I’ll wager my life,” Kaity said.
Miller smiled. “You already did.”
Miller walked away and Kaity turned. She was shaking with fear. Erik looked at her and gritted his teeth.
I’m not the bad guy… please…
Erik touched her arms for a second and then nodded. “Go write.”
Kaity turned and walked to the table. She saw the severed finger again and gagged. Erik moved to her right side and turned, blocking her view of the finger.
“Write it down.” Gaige tossed a pen and paper to the table.
Kaity closed her eyes and pictured the car again. Her lips moved. She thought of the sentence her mind instantly created when she looked at the car. A few seconds later she opened her eyes, wrote down what she had seen on the license plate, and then lifted it to Miller. He tore it from her hands and said it out loud. Kaity’s finger sizzled with pain from a paper cut thanks to Miller being so aggressive. She wanted to ask why he was so angry. It wasn’t his finger, right?
“You’re sure about this?” Miller asked.
“Positive,” she said. “I wouldn’t lie. I’m just trying to help.”
“Save the help bullshit,” Miller said. He turned and asked, “Where’s Griffin?”
“Inside,” Gaige said.
“I want a meeting with Griffin and Gaige. We’re calling Chief Jerry and figuring this out.”
“What about the rest of us?” Blaine asked.
Miller jumped up on the table. It moaned under his weight. He reached down and grabbed the finger. “The rest of you get something to eat and drink. Be ready for the call when it comes. This shit has to stop.”
“I’ll take the finger,” Blaine said. “Keep it safe.”
“He’ll stick it up his ass,” Jace said.
Everyone started to laugh, including Miller. He tossed the finger in the air. Blaine got under it and caught the finger in one hand. It, again, made Kaity feel sick.
Erik took Kaity by the hand. “Let’s go back inside. We need to talk.”
To talk.
Kaity wondered what that meant. Maybe they’d go right back to the bedroom and pick up where they left off again.
Inside, the clubhouse was filled with the smell of food. A small kitchen behind the bar bustled as two men wearing white aprons and ball caps on backwards cooked with music blasting.
