Man of the House(168)

“I think we can.” I stood near her, smirking, my cock hard, excitement pulsing in my veins. “I think we can do exactly what you want.”

“Take me to work,” she said simply.

“Whatever you want, princess.”

She walked past me, brushing against me slightly, and that just sent more fire through my body. I followed her out the door, smirking to myself.



“Okay, princess,” I said to her as we walked up toward the diner, “I leave you here.”

She stopped, cocking her head. “You’re not staying?”

“Not today. Got a pledge coming to watch over you.”

“Oh,” she said, and I savored that disappointment.

“Don’t worry, I’m just getting some clothes from my place. Slip will take good care of you.”

“Okay,” she said.

“Have a good day.”

She just turned and walked off, and I watched her go.

I got back on my bike and headed home. Slip was already inside; I’d noticed his bike parked alongside the diner when we pulled in. I needed the afternoon to check in with the club and to grab some new clothes, since I was feeling pretty fucking grungy by that point.

Once in my apartment, I got into the shower. The warm water washed down my skin, and I couldn’t help but let my thoughts drift over to Janine.

I pictured her lying on that bed, looking up at me, biting her lip, her hand between her legs. She knew what she was doing as soon as she started touching herself with me in the other room, and in that moment, we both knew what she wanted.

My cock was hard in the shower as I thought about pulling her toward me, pressing open her legs, and sucking at her sweet clit until she moaned my name. I began to stroke myself in the shower, jerking off my long, thick cock.

The way she moved under my hands as I held her down, her cunt pressed against my mouth, it drove me crazy. I love the way she tasted, everything about her, the way she moaned and moved as I licked and sucked her. She knew what I could do to her body, and she was starving for it.

That was why she’d decided to touch herself in the first place. She wanted me to catch her and suck that sweet pussy until she came.

I wanted her, felt close to her in a way I hadn’t experienced, but I couldn’t cross that fucking line. Sure, I ate her pussy until she came, and we both loved it, but I wanted more than that, wanted her to give herself to me, body and all. We both knew she couldn’t, not anymore.

I kept working myself, jerking faster and faster as pleasure ran through my veins. I wanted to fuck that tight pussy rough and deep, make her take my cock like the dirty girl she was, make her become mine. She was fiery and tough, and I wanted to fucking tame her, make her mine.

I came, grunting Janine’s name. I came in the shower, thinking about Janine’s sweet body, the taste of her pussy.

I leaned back against the wall and let the shower water roll over me. What a fucking mess we’d found ourselves in. She was claimed by a very dangerous man, and I was nothing but her fucking bodyguard.

It didn’t matter. Sooner or later, I got what I fucking wanted. I knew she wanted it too, even if she was pretending like none of it meant anything.

I stepped out of the shower and toweled off, shaking my head.



I pulled up at the clubhouse and was surprised to see so many bikes parked outside, especially in the middle of the day.

I climbed off my bike and headed inside, pushing in through the worn door, and stopped short at what I saw.

It was packed, mostly with guys I didn’t recognize. They weren’t wearing any cuts, but they were clearly bikers. They were sitting around in groups, not really mixing with the few Demons guys I saw.

Dow caught my eye and nodded. I headed over and sat next to him at the bar.

“The fuck is going on today?” I asked him.

“Rebels,” he said, shaking his head.

“Shit.” TomTom slid me a glass of whisky, and I nodded at him. “Already?”

“Looks like it.”

“Thought Larkin would wait at least until the news had settled.”

“Guess he’s impatient.”

I took a hit of whisky, shaking my head. “Must be bad out there if he’s rushing it.”

“You didn’t hear?”

I shook my head. “I’ve been out of the loop.”

“Yeah,” Dow said, laughing. “Guard duty.”

“What happened?”

“Snakes ambushed a deal last night,” Dow said, “killed two of ours.”

“Anyone I knew?”

“New guys mostly. James and Parkey.”

“Knew James,” I said, frowning. “Good kid.”

“Yeah, well, James took a bullet in the head.”

“To James,” I said, holding up my drink.