Axe’s Fall(57)
“Fuck. Feels so good. Fuck,” he grunted as his hands tangled in her hair.
“Mmm… love your taste,” she murmured against him, the vibration against his dick causing him to moan deeply.
Breathing heavily, he gripped her shoulder. “Get up here.”
Baylee shimmed up beside him, and he drew her close and hard against him. As they lay with legs and arms entangled, Axe tilted her chin, their gaze locking. Sweeping her hair from her face, he said, “I guess we’ve raised ‘casual’ up a few notches.”
She chewed her lip, nodding.
He leaned down and kissed her. “That suits me just fine.”
“Me too,” she whispered.
“We gotta talk about what’s going on with you.” He placed his finger on her lips when she groaned. “We gotta. I have a plan, but it’ll take some time to get together. For now, I have to keep you safe, so I’m gonna ask Banger if the club can spare a prospect to help me keep an eye on you.”
“Like a bodyguard? I don’t think I can live with someone always there in my space.”
“Puck won’t be in your space. He knows how to become part of the background. Anyway, you have no choice. I agree with you, the killer’s come back for you. He has your journals, and he knows you’re beginning to remember.”
She shuddered against him, and he held her close until she calmed down.
“This isn’t one of your nightmares, babe. That shit, you can wake up from. This is real, and I don’t want anything happening to you.”
“You’re right. I’m just so angry my life isn’t my own. He destroyed my life the night he killed my mother, and right when I’m healing, he’s back for round two. Fuck!”
“I’m pissed, too, and we’ll use our anger to track him. He made a mistake.”
She looked up at him. “What’s that?”
“He brought me into it. I’ll fuckin’ kill his ass.”
Baylee’s body felt soft and relaxed in his arms.
She chuckled. “I shouldn’t be happy to hear those words, but I am.”
“You should be. He took a life, your mom, and now he gives his. An eye for an eye, you know. That’s the way my world rolls.”
Winking at him, she teased, “I’ll have to remember to stay on your good side.”
Axe brought his face inches from hers. “Baby, you’ll always be on my good side.” Cupping her chin he kissed her, the lightest brush of his lips against hers.
Against his lips, she murmured, “I’d love to stay like this with you all day, but I have to go to work.”
“I gotta get going, too. Want to talk to Banger.”
They rolled out of bed.
“I’ll take you to work,” Axe said.
“On the back of your Harley? Use my car. You can have it for the day.”
“No way am I driving in a cage in the summer. Fuck, you can’t feel shit in a cage.”
“Just to take me to work. You can come back and get your Harley. I can’t have my bosses see me coming to work on the back of a motorcycle.”
“Why the fuck not?”
“What will they think?”
“Who the fuck cares? Life’s too short to worry about everything someone thinks about you. I don’t give a shit if people like me, my attitude, or my lifestyle.”
Watching him with earnestness, she said, “You’re right. Fuck it. If they’re going to fire me for riding on the back of a Harley with you, then I’ll take them to the Labor Board.”
Laughing, he tweaked the tip of her nose. “You’re my kind of woman. Fuck the world.”
“I’ve been meaning to ask you how you guys have these odd names, like Puck.”
“They’re road names. Your actions or something about you gives you your name. The names mean something to the person or the club. Puck got his after he smashed in the teeth of another biker who was bothering a group of young girls at a winter rally. He’s a hockey fanatic and always carries a puck in his pocket. Anyway, he told this jerk to leave the girls alone, and the guy shoved him. A fight broke out and, at the end, the jerk was spitting his teeth out. Puck nailed him in his fuckin’ trap with his puck.”
Baylee grimaced. “I don’t think I want to know how you got your name.”
He hugged her. “No, babe, you don’t. Trust me on this.”
* * *
After he made sure she arrived safely at her desk, he rode to the clubhouse.
Knocking on Banger’s door, Axe entered when he called out.
“Hey,” Axe said.
“How’s it going?” Banger replied.
“Not so good.”
“What’s up?”