Page 6 of Never Wed an Outlaw
“Easy, brother. You're not talkin' about her like she's a piece of fuckin' meat. Cora's an old lady now. Part of the club's extended family. Woman deserves the same respect you give my ma, Meg, and anybody else who puts a brother's ink on her skin.”
Deflated, he looked at me, taking a long drag on his cig. “You're the boss. Hell, I'm surprised they're sticking around here so long. They gonna hang out there, chattering away with Firefly's sis all night?”
“No,” I said, taking my cue to stand up and stretch.
Not just no. Fuck no.
“She's got business with me,” I said, holding in a smile when I thought about calling my balls on her clit 'business.'
I headed over, stopping behind Hannah's shoulder. Didn't say anything 'til I had Firefly's attention.
“What the fuck you two still doing here?” I asked. “Hit the road and get this gal out on her honeymoon, boy. That's an order. Besides, I'm fixing to borrow your sis for a minute. Got something business-like to discuss in the backroom.”
Hannah turned around and flashed me a smile, slowly standing with the happy couple. Purple never looked so good. Couldn't wait to tear it off her.
“Club business, or personal?” Firefly straightened, giving me an icy stare. Perfect with those blue eyes in his head, though they look a helluva lot prettier in Hannah's face.
“You wouldn't understand how to mix business and pleasure, Huck,” Hannah chirped, giving her brother crap like any little sister should.
Firefly didn't look too happy. For a second, I thought I might be seeing that trouble flirting with me sooner, rather than later. But then he put his hand out, took mine, and gave it the strong grip only another vet wearing the patch wields.
“Whatever. I'm too damned happy today to give a damn,” Firefly said. “Come on, darlin'. Let's blow this fuckin' bash.”
Soon as they were gone, Hannah pushed into my arms.Took a long, hot second running my hands through that silky chestnut hair. If there weren't a dozen people around us, I'd lay her out on this table and take everything she offered, just like a starving animal.
“It's later now, ain't it, darlin'?”
“My car, or your office?”
“Office,” I growled. My dick jerked in my pants, alive with the fire in my blood.
“Great. I'll meet you there.” She pulled away just in time, heading into the clubhouse, leaving me one more full, beautiful view of that ass I needed bouncing on my cock.
Didn't take me long to catch up. I headed through the crowd one more time, slapping hands with several of the boys and saying a few words. Took the long way in, through the garages attached to our building, where I found Firefly and Cora heading to their honeymoon.
I stopped to say a few words to Cora on the way out. Poor girl had been through hell. Her daddy, my old friend Jimmy, offed himself a few months ago. Left her in deep shit when she came to the club for protection. Now, she'd found her happy ending, long overdue.
Marching on in, I moved past the bar, ignoring a couple prospects who'd had too much and passed out on the floor.
Soon as I got into my office, I saw Hannah draped across my desk, her legs swinging off the edge. Perfectly positioned, ready for me to pull apart and sink my tongue into her.
Sweet merciful fuck.“You learn how to look all sexy in between that coding, darlin', or does it just come natural?”
“Why don't you find out?” she said, pursing her lips.
I loved a challenge – especially when it made my dick harder. I stepped up, pulled her into my arms, and finally buried my lips on hers.
Her heat, her sweetness, her kiss...fuckin' divine was the phrase that came to mind. That phrase, plus a hundred more, at least a dozen too crude to say.
Our lips twined together, hungry as hell. When my tongue found hers, I only let it dance for a fraction of a second. When my face peeled away, she had her hand on my cheek, roaming across my stubble.
Her eyes were narrowed, begging, hating me already for teasing so good. “What? You really want it fast and hard that bad? Didn't think you'd be the type to skip the foreplay,” I said, raising my eyebrows.
Her hands moved to my chest, pushing against it. “You wish. Actually, a little foreplay isallyou're getting tonight, Dusty.”
She can't be fuckin' serious.I blinked three times before I could move my lips.
“Bullshit,” I said, sliding my hand up her thigh, dangerously close to the pussy I knew was soaked a few inches higher.