Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25131 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 126(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25131 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 126(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
I could barely question his words before his cock was out, and he plunged two fingers inside me, rocking at a steady rhythm that had my already frenzied body on high alert.
“That’s it, Elise. Come for me again. Open those legs and let my come fill you up.”
I met his hooded stare, the lazy grin on his face as his fingers worked my swollen core.
My eyelids fluttered closed as the fire started in my toes, working its way up my belly.
“Eyes on me,” he commanded.
Quickly, I looked at his heated stare.
“I want to watch you while you come.”
I did as he obeyed, gripping the side of the exam table as he picked up the pace of his fingers until my body exploded around his thick digits.
“So fucking gorgeous,” he murmured, swirling his fingers to ride out the last of my orgasm before he leaned over and placed a slow kiss on my belly.
“Is it going to be like this every time?” I asked, running my fingers over his hair, too spent to even move my head.
“Like what?” he whispered.
“Amazing.”
He laughed, his whiskers tickling my belly. “This is just the start of us, baby. It’s only going to get better from here.”
We would need to have a serious conversation about what was happening between us. Sooner rather than later if we kept this up. Sometime when my brain wasn’t muddled by the mind-blowing orgasms he’d just given me.
10
BLADE
Ashort, sharp rap on my door woke me the following morning, and I glanced down at Elise, who was sprawled across me. She hadn’t stirred, and a smug grin curved my lips. Probably because I’d worn her the fuck out the night before.
I glanced at my cell on the nightstand and frowned when I saw it was just before five. Careful to disturb her as little as possible, I slid out of bed and pulled on a pair of sweatpants. After making sure that Elise was completely covered even though the visitor wouldn’t be able to see the bed unless they came into the room, I padded over to answer the door.
Deviant waited in the hall. “Figured you wouldn't see a text for a while, so Prez sent me to let you know we got a location from the mechanic. He’s holed up in a stash house in Dentin.”
After Elise and I had returned to my room, I’d received a text from Mav letting me know they were ready to interrogate Ned. I’d taken one look at my woman all snuggled up in my bed, naked and smiling at me with invitation, and replied that I was busy. But he knew I would want to be there when they went after the dealer.
“Ready in ten,” I told Deviant before going back into my room and quietly shutting the door. I dragged on jeans and a T-shirt, then shrugged on my leather jacket and laced up a pair of motorcycle boots. Then I went to my closet and retrieved my gun safe and holster. We had an armory that belonged to the club—made legal by having them registered to a gun range we owned—but most of us had a personal firearm, and my CZ 75B was like an extension of my arm. After loading and holstering the gun, I returned the case to the top of my closet.
Once I was ready, I gently kissed Elise until she stirred and blinked her pretty eyes as she smiled sleepily up at me. “I have to go, baby. Club business. But I shouldn’t be long.”
Her pouty lips turned down, and she raised onto her elbows. “Nothing dangerous, right?”
“Not for me,” I answered honestly. We were going to a rough area, but no one would mess with an Iron Rogue, let alone five.
“Okay,” she replied softly. “Still…be careful.”
“Always. Go back to sleep, baby.”
I kissed her one more time, then grabbed my keys from the dresser and shoved them in my pocket as I left the room. Fox, Maverick, and Whiskey waited for me on their hogs when I reached the lot where I’d left my bike. Deviant idled in a dark van a few feet away.
“You let Storm know?” I asked Fox as I swung my leg over my motorcycle.
He nodded. “Shit hit the fan—pretty much what we expected. He wasn’t happy about it, but he knows he has to let us handle this shit.”
“Let’s ride.” I put on my helmet and started my engine, then followed my brothers to an execution.
We didn’t bother approaching the stash house quietly or parking our rides in a “safe” area. The Iron Rogues were known and feared around here. People had learned the hard way not to cross us. And as long as we didn’t flaunt our activities, the local law enforcement often glanced the other way. Particularly when we were doling out justice, like today. And the police rarely ventured into this area anyway unless they were specifically called, which didn’t happen often since the residents were criminals or drug users. No one wanted to bring attention to themselves and risk being busted.