“Great. That’s it,” I encouraged her. I pushed my two first fingers inside her and her tight pussy clenched around them. I sucked her clit and stroked her fast as she flew apart, but like her, I didn’t stop, just slowed while she rocked into my fingers even after I moved away from her swollen nub. Her face in the moment was perfection—feral, fierce and free.
She started coming down, so I slid my fingers out and gathered her in my arms, peppering her face with kisses as she slowly became aware of me.
I had no words for our exchange. “Shit...” I rubbed her back, “...yeah.” With reluctance, I set her back on the table. I ran my hand through my hair. “Can’t believe I’m saying this, but I gotta go, like now. Club stuff, but we’re far from done. Do you understand me?”
“Okay,” she said, but her face said bullshit.
How could I convince her I wasn’t just blowing her off? I mean if that was the case I sure wouldn’t leave with this hard-on. I wanted to sink my cock into her tonight. But I didn’t deserve another shot, leaving like this.
“I wanna come back here tonight,” I told her, not caring what I deserved. I just hoped for mercy.
She bent her head. “Sure, I’d like that.” She blushed as soon as she spoke.
Red wanted me, even if she was hurt or pissed, probably both. I left her sitting on my table and headed for Jericho and whatever shit was coming our way.
* * *
I pulled into the club lot next to where Jericho and Bear talked outside. Jericho smoked something, hopefully a joint to calm his ass down. He saw red every time he had a confrontation with the Old Man, not that I could blame him, but still, we walked a narrow line here. The Old Man had laid down the law on Donnie and Veronica—no interference. We’d done more than interfere, but the Old Man had to prove it.
“You two figure out the way to dominate the world?” I grinned and embraced Jericho then Bear. The three of us were inseparable, another thing our Prez hated.
“Done. You been busy?” Jericho gave me attitude.
“You interrupted the first time with Red. I should kill you,” I growled at him.
“Ouch, sorry, bro.” Jericho laughed. “She still talking to you after you walked out on her?”
I shrugged. “So, the reason I’m here?”
“The Old Man’s been questioning Zayn, and like we told him, tell the truth, literally. And he did.” Jericho rolled his eyes. “But now he’s after Rock and who knows who else, but you know, only the three of us can break the story.”
“Veronica,” Bear said.
I frowned. “She don’t know shit about what we did with Donnie.”
“No, but she can bring your hot number, Lila, into it.” Bear frowned. “You want her involved?”
I didn’t want the Old Man knowing she existed let alone examining her up close.
“So we make this convincing. And when Veronica talks to the Old Man, she can’t say squat. He’ll only punish her if she admits she ran away, so she’ll stick with the story.” Jericho threw the stub of the cigarette to the gravel and stomped on it.
I spent two hours in the clubhouse as the Old Man maneuvered, trying to prove something was wrong with Donnie, but no one had seen him and no one would. In all his bluster and questions, he never once questioned me. I think I’m the one he feared the most, so I leaned back in my chair and smiled wide, downing a half bottle of Jack while the three of us talked about nothing.
The Old Man finally left the club at eleven thirty, heading down the lane to his and MJ’s house. What were the chances Red was up, let alone willing to have me for company?
“We’ll check up on Zayn and Rock, you go make amends to the gorgeous redhead without any furniture.” Bear raised that mocking brow. “If you can’t pay her enough to buy shit for her place, send her to me. She’d make bank on a webcam, wholesome face, sinful body.”
I clenched my fists and moved into his face. “You stay away.”
“For sure, bro, I’m not about poaching your manager.” He laughed, heading to his bike.
The fucker wasn’t done with this. I’d just have to hope Red wasn’t a fan of porn because Bear was right, she’d make bank working for him.
I sprayed gravel leaving the club with Bear’s words churning in my mind. I couldn’t say why the idea of her doing porn pissed me off, but it did. In fact, I was in a generally crap mood and should head home, but I turned in to town, unwilling to let the chance she’d be awake go by. Besides, I’d let her down once, I’d keep my word this time.
I parked in back and headed upstairs. I stood in front of her door wanting her so much, and that alone should send me off in the other direction, but I stepped forward and knocked. Nothing.