Pulling Her Trigger

by Alexa Riley

  “I’m worried about Texas,” I exhale slowly. “I don’t want it to blow back on the club. And trust me, I know how fucking stupid it was of me to keep the gun I killed that fucker with, but for some reason I couldn’t let it go.”

  It was beyond stupid of me to hang on to it, and not only that, but it’s a stolen weapon. I took it from the Air Force with the sole purpose of killing with it. I needed a gun that couldn’t be tracked back to me, so I took one. I killed with it, then kept it. Why? I still don’t fucking know. But now the Five Aces have it in the load of guns they took.

  “Who knows, Cas. The gun could be gone forever,” Pres says.

  “Yeah, right. I’m not that fucking lucky.”

  “We’ll get it back,” Savage says.

  “We have to get it back before the cops do. If they get their hands on it I’m done for. They already think I stole a weapon to make the kill, when one went missing from the Air Force. It’s the same kind of gun that killed Charlie. If they get that gun, it’s an easy closed case for them,” I mutter, feeling the tension build in my shoulders.

  “How do you feel about using him, Cas? If he’s really on this case and has a hard-on for you, you could play him.”

  I know playing with Vincent will be like playing with fire. Not only that, but this will be an up-close-and-personal mission, and that’s not what I’m good at. It doesn’t help that I don’t seem to be myself around him.

  “I could. If you think that’s what I should do. If it could stop blowback on the club.”

  “I can teach you the art of seduction,” Scribe chimes in.

  “‘Art of seduction’, huh? You mean you teach classes on jerking off in the back room to Savage’s old porn?”

  “You wound me, Cas,” Scribe teases. Like anything could hurt that man’s ego.

  “I’m going to shoot you in the ass in a minute,” I say, wishing I had put another rubber bullet in my gun.

  “Is that how you do foreplay? Because that’s some serious sadist shit you have going on there, Cas.”

  Rolling my eyes, I look back at Pres who is staring at Savage. I swear they can communicate telepathically. Pres breaks eye contact with Savage and he swings his gaze to mine. “I’m more worried about you, Casper. You have more to lose right now.”

  “I’ll do whatever it takes.” And I mean it. I won’t let anything happen to this club. This is the only family I’ve ever really had. I failed to protect my other family, I refuse to do the same to this one. This time I have the means to actually do it.

  “I know you will, but I don’t want you to think I’m asking you to do this because you’re a woman.” I hold my hand out to stop his comment. I know that. He’d ask anyone the same.

  “Damn straight,” Scribe says. “I’d seduce anyone if it kept your ass out of prison, Cas. You know I like seeing it walk around here.” I can’t help but smile at his remark.

  “What about the Five Aces? They came looking for me tonight.”

  “I think you sticking with the fed will get them out of your ass for the time being, but everyone needs to watch their back. They aren't too happy you put a bullet in their VP, but I also think they know we aren’t fucking around.”

  “If I’m going to go down, I could take them with me, Pres. Scribe can get me their location, and I’ll have them all six feet under within a week,” I offer. If they come for us looking for blood, why don’t I just stop it before it begins? I’ve lost enough brothers over the years, and taking out the Five Aces wouldn’t be any different to me than killing on a mission.

  “We aren’t there yet, Cas. Let’s just wait and see how things play out. No reason to make a bigger mess if we don’t have to. I want you to focus on the fed. The mission is the gun.”

  I nod my agreement. I won’t go against the Pres’s orders, even if I feel my trigger finger loving the idea of taking them out. “I’ll find out what he knows,” I say, turning to Scribe and giving him a smirk. “So you wanted to teach me seduction? When you suck a cock do you use some teeth?”

  CHAPTER FOUR

  VINCENT

  I watch her walk into her house, and I wait a beat before exiting my car. I tailed her a bit after she left, but I saw she was headed in the direction of the club, so I came back to her place to wait. I know she will tell them everything that happened tonight, and I don’t care. I want her, and that means wanting the club too. That’s obviously a big part of her life, and I don’t want to try to change that. She shows loyalty by telling them when she found out who I am. I can’t hate that. I just want that kind of loyalty from her as well.

  I don’t go to the side of her house where I usually watch her. This time I walk right up to the front door and knock. I know that I want her, so I’m not fucking around anymore. She’s the one, so why play it cool? I’m here for her, and nothing else matters.

  After a second I see her shadow pass in front of the peep hole. She’s standing on the other side of the door looking at me, but not opening up. I brace my hands on either side of the door frame and lean down to look directly through the hole.

  “You see me. And I know you see me. You gonna open up, or do I have to sleep on your porch tonight?”

  “The swing is actually pretty comfortable,” she says from the other side of the door.

  I look over, and think about everything I’d like to do to her on that swing. “Why don’t you come out here and show me how it works? You know I’m the pretty one in this relationship and you’re the smart one.”

  She snaps back the locks on her door and flings it open. “My fucking ass are you the pretty one in this.”

  I give her my cocky smile, and she throws her hands on her hips.

  “Listen up, Shield. I’ve had some time to cool down, and while I can’t get caught fucking a fed, I still want that night you promised me. So if we do this, you’ve got to keep your mouth shut.”

  “Shield?”

  “That’s all you got from what I just said? Yeah, Shield. You know, a badge, like the one you’ve probably got in your back pocket.”

  She’s right, I do. “So you’ll let me fuck you, but I can’t go bragging to the boys at the office about it?”

  She raises an eyebrow and gives me a death stare.

  “I don’t kiss and tell, so you don’t have to worry about that. But I’m not looking to hide the fact that I’m about to fuck the hottest woman I’ve ever seen in my entire goddamn life.”

  She lets her hands fall from her hips, and I see that blush on her cheeks again. Something about it shows how vulnerable she really is, and I love it.

  I take my hands off the door frame and step inside her house. I kick the door closed behind me and flip the lock. Her eyes widen as she stands there staring at me. I take two heavy steps to her and grab her by the waist, lifting her to me. Her arms and legs instantly go around my body, and I walk us to her bedroom. I obviously don’t need to ask where it is.

  I keep walking until my knees hit her bed. and I lay her down on her back.

  “Take your clothes off,” I say and reach behind my head to pull my shirt off. She’s lying there staring up at me, looking like a goddess as I unbuckle my belt and unzip my jeans. She’s lush and curvy and I can’t wait to sink my teeth into every inch of her. “Mackenzie, I’ll be more than happy to just cum on you, but I really would rather have my dick inside you. Lose the shirt and let me see those fat tits.”

  I give her my cocky grin as I ditch my boots and the rest of my clothes. I’m Italian so I’ve got tan skin and a hairy body. Dark chest hair covers my front and my legs are the same. I work out, so my body is in shape, but I’m naturally a thick guy and wouldn’t ever consider myself trim. Mackenzie eyes my body up and down, and seems to like what she sees. I hope so, it’s the only naked body she’ll see for the rest of her life.

  I stand in front of her, completely naked with my hard cock pointing right at her. She sits up and pulls off her tank top, and her black lacy bra goes next. Her big tits spill out, and her pink
nipples are hardened points. She lies back and undoes her jeans, and I reach down to unlace her boots. Together, we get strip her down until we’re both undressed.

  I kneel down on the floor and grab her ankles, pulling her ass to the edge of the bed. She lets out a squeal but doesn’t protest.

  “Sit up, baby, I want those nipples in my mouth.”

  She does what I ask and sits on the edge of the bed with her feet on the floor. I kneeling between her legs and my mouth is at the perfect height to give them lots of attention.

  I grab her tits with both hands and push them together so I can get both nipples in my mouth at once. I’m a starving man and her body is a delectable banquet. She grabs my hair and pulls it as I get rough with her. Her tits are big, and spill over my hands, and I can’t get enough of her in my mouth. I suck and bite her, and I know I leave marks. My cock drips with cum just thinking about making her mine. I can’t wait much longer to get inside her, but we need to have a quick chat.

  I pull my mouth just an inch away from her nipples grudingly, not wanting them out of my mouth. “You on the pill?”

  “Fuck that shit, I’m on the shot. And you’re wearing a condom too, so we’re good to go.”

  I laugh and shake my head, pulling back a little more to lock eyes with her. “No, I’m not.”

  She gets an angry look on her face and grabs my hair harder. “Yes you are. You’re wearing a condom or we aren’t fucking.”

  “I get checked all the time with the feds and my report six months ago was clean.”

  “But what about since then?” she asks, and I can see that she’s thinking it over.

  “I haven’t been with anyone in over a year, so I’m good to go and I’ve never not wrapped up. No condom with us.”

  “You’re still wearing one,” she says, and pulls my head back to her nipples.

  I growl and let go of her tits to grab her hips. Before she can protest, I pull her ass off the edge of the bed, and slam her down on my dick.

  She shouts in surprise, and I moan at the feeling of her tight pussy wrapped around my cock. It’s even better than I imagined. It’s a perfect fucking fit. Like I was made for her.

  “What the fuck?” she yells, but I just hold her tight so she can’t move. She wiggles, but her attempts to hop off are half-hearted. If she wanted off my cock, she could do it. A woman like Mackenzie doesn't do anything she doesn't want to do, but I can tell I’m going to have to push her sometimes. I’m going to have to fight to get through her walls, and I’ve got no problem doing that for her. For us.

  “It’s done, baby. I’m not worried about me, and I don’t give a fuck if you have something or not. I need you skin on skin. Doesn’t my raw cock feel good in that pussy?” I feel her pussy clench at my words, and she relaxes a little. “That’s it, Mackenzie. Feel my uncovered cock pulse in that tight cunt of yours. That’s your cock. Every inch of it is just for you. I can feel your juices running down my nuts, that’s how wet you are for it.”

  She moans and closes her eyes, moving her hips to feel our slick juices mixing. I hold her hips and help her move up and down. I sit back on my feet and she straddles my legs, her toes curling into the thick carpet on either side of me. In this position she can control the pace, and I can thrust up and it to her hard.

  She opens her eyes and we stare at each other as she slides up and down my dick.

  “Fuck, this feels good,” she whispers.

  “Perfect,” I whisper back. “I knew you would feel like this. The best I’ve ever had.”

  She smiles at my words, and runs her fingers through my hair. I close my eyes and lean forward to bite her neck. My thrusts grow aggressive and I feel the need to dominate her intensify.

  I pull back and look her in the eyes. “Lean back and put your hands on the edge of the bed. I want to fuck you hard and watch my cock go in and out of your cunt.”

  I see her swallow and she nods her head. She leans back a little and I help steady her as she puts her elbows on the edge of the bed. I sit up a little and grip her hips as I fuck her in this position. Her body stretches out in front of me and her big tits shake as I pound into her.

  I look down and watch where we are connected. My cock drips with her honey and her clit is swollen. She wants to cum, and I’m almost ready to make that happen. I just need to hear a few things from her first. Part of me needs this. To know this isn’t just some quick fuck for her. To know that I’m going to be a part of her life. The idea that she could toss me aside in the morning makes me chest feel hollow.

  “Tell me you’ll take me to meet your friends tomorrow.”

  “What?” she asks in utter shock.

  “I know you’re in a club, and you don’t have to take me there, but I want to meet your friends. I don’t want to be a secret.” I know this will be the biggest hurdle to our being together and I want to squash it as soon as possible. Then maybe this feeling of unease will settle. It’s been sitting there since the day I saw her picture, and each day it grows. The thought of losing her is too much.

  She shakes her head, but I reach down and thumb her clit. She tries to swat my hand away but I shut that down. “Put your fucking hands where they were, Mackenzie, and don’t move them again.”

  She slowly puts her elbow back on the bed, and stares me in the eyes with a look that would probably kill a lesser man. It only almost makes me lose my load inside her.

  “I’m not your dirty secret. And you’re not mine.”

  She nods her head in agreement, but I want the words.

  “Say it.”

  “I’ll let you meet my brothers.”

  “I’ll be in your bed tonight, but you still owe me a night in mine.”

  She nods her head again, but I strum her clit some more, letting her know what I want.

  “I’ll make good on my promise. You’ll still get a night in your bed.”

  “Good girl,” I whisper, and there goes her blush again.

  I speed up the pace on her clit, and rub it in hard fast circles. I thrust my cock, riding her hard, and it only takes a few more pumps before I feel her pussy start to cum.

  Her legs lock up, and her head falls back. She shouts my name, and the cocky motherfucker inside me grows ten feet tall.

  I give one last hard thrust and bust my nut deep in her cunt, loving my name on her lips.

  I rest my head on her chest as I try to catch my breath. I wrap my arms around her. Her arms twine around my neck.

  With what little strength I have left, I pick her up and lay us both down on her little mattress. It’s not much bigger than a twin, but I don’t give a fuck. I’ll be on top of her all night anyway.

  I lie halfway on top of her, and hold her tight as I fall asleep.

  “You’re going to sleep on top of me?” she asks, but I hear the smile in her voice.

  “It keeps you from sneaking out in the middle of the night,” I mumble into her hair.

  “You know this is my house, right?” she says on a yawn.

  “If you knew how many times I marked this place, you wouldn’t be saying that.”

  I hear her hum a questioning sound, but we both find sleep before I can answer.

  CHAPTER FIVE

  CAS

  Warm fingers trace the scars lining my back, followed next by a soft mouth. Sweet kisses touch each of my picked wounds, making my heart squeeze inside my chest.

  “You get these in the Air Force?” he asks, reminding me that he knows way more about me than I do him.

  “No,” I answer honestly. Normally people don’t see my scars. Most of my sex is quick and fast, not even taking all my clothes off sometimes. Now I’m lying naked in my bed, with a man that will barely give me an inch of space.

  I feel his body lock around mine at my words.

  “I’m guessing that folder you got on me doesn’t have all the details of my life.”

  “You get them while doing club shit?”

  “Club shit?” I snap, giving a bite to my words and le
tting him know he’d better watch his step.

  “Just answer me, Mackenzie,” he says, placing another kiss on one of my scars. His mouth eases my tension. He’s worried.

  “No. Not from there either.”

  “You going to make me drag it out of you?” he asks, running his tongue along another scar, making me moan. I’m learning this is his game. He likes to tease my body until I tell him what he wants to hear. It should piss me off that he can do that, but I’d be lying if I said I don’t love it. My body craves him like it never has anyone else before. I find myself allowing him liberties I’ve never allowed another soul.

  “I got them before I was in the Air Force.”

  “But you were eighteen when you enlisted.”

  “I was,” I confirm, letting him see a part of myself that few others know about.

  “Oh, Mackenzie.” He breathes against my back, peppering kisses up my spine, and letting me know that my scars make no difference to how he feels about me. That he isn’t disgusted by them. He may change his mind if he finds out what I did because of those scars. He could recoil at the ugliness I’ve been party to. It’s a bitter reminder that what I have here with him isn’t real. That I’m here to find out what he knows about me, and even if he denies it, he’s probably here to close his case.

  “Give it to me,” he says like it will come so easily. That it’s his right to have.

  “I can’t give you anything. I don’t trust you. I can’t trust you to wear a fucking condom.”

  Instantly I’m on my back with him hovering over me, his intense gray eyes staring into mine. “Cut that shit, Mackenzie. I told you this isn’t a game. I want you. Fuck the case.” He leans into me so we’re nose to nose, “As for the condoms, you better get used to the lack thereof, because that won’t be changing. Stop trying to wiggle away from me. Having you without a condom, my cum filling your hot little cunt, reminds you there’s no getting distance from me. You’re mine.”