Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27809 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 139(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27809 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 139(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
“Don’t forget to call Dash,” Scout added. “Give him a heads-up that you might need a cleaning crew after you take care of Bickle.”
“Will do,” I said as Knight grunted his own agreement. We discussed a few more details, then I headed out. Just before I exited into the hall, Mac called my name.
“Yeah?” I responded as I pivoted around. He threw a piece of leather at me, and I easily caught it. When I realized what it was, a grin split my face.
“How’d you find one so damn fast?” I asked incredulously.
When the brothers started dropping like flies, falling fast and hard for their women, Mac had ordered a stash of Silver Saints “Property of” vests to keep at the compound. Then all we had to do was send it out to be embroidered, and we had it back in a few days. But Karina didn’t have a typical figure, and Mac hadn’t had one that would fit around her big, sexy as fuck tits. Kiara had a very similar figure, and they’d given her the only one that worked for their body type.
Mac told me he’d order more, but it would take a couple of weeks and then several days to add her name to the property patch. It had only been two, so I was almost speechless when I held up the leather vest that read, “Property of Cash.”
“Called in a favor,” he grunted as he stood and gathered up his wallet and keys. “Figured you’d want one on her when you left to deal with Bickle.”
“I owe you," I told him.
“Yes, you do,” he agreed, his tone completely serious, but a smirk played on his lips. “Go be with your woman. I’m going home to mine.”
Karina was still asleep when I returned to our room, and though it wasn’t very late, I undressed and joined her in bed.
I didn’t sleep. I just held her curvy body and thought about what I would say to her. The meeting was set for the next day in the early evening, and as much as I wanted to shield her from all of this bullshit, she’d had enough people in her life lying and keeping secrets from her.
It was nearly midnight when she stirred and turned her head to look back at me with a sweet, sleepy smile. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to sleep the rest of the day away.”
I kissed her forehead and tightened my arms around her. “You obviously needed the rest.”
“Well, I’m awake now,” she murmured, then yawned.
Chuckling, I buried my face in the crook of her shoulder. “Do you need help getting back to sleep, sunshine?” My arm was curved around her waist, and as I asked the question, I glided my palm up to cup one of her heavy, round globes. Then I trailed my lips along her shoulder and grinned when a shiver wracked her body. She moaned, and I gently squeezed her breast while bucking my hips as she pressed her ass back into me.
“Yes,” she breathed when my other hand slipped between her legs.
“Yes? You need help going back to sleep?” I crooned as I dragged my middle finger up her slit and circled her clit.
“You,” she gasped when I entered her with two digits. “Need you.”
“Always, sunshine. You’ll always have me,” I promised.
By the time she passed out again, I’d worn her out with three orgasms and managed to fill her unprotected womb twice more.
“I won’t be long, sunshine.” I sat on the couch and bent over to pull on my boots and tie the laces.
“Where are you going?” Her tone surprised me, so I glanced up and almost laughed because she looked so fucking adorable. She tried to look intimidating, but her small stature, curvy body, perfect face, and natural allure made it hard to take her anger seriously.
“Got to go to a meeting,” I told her as I finished up with my boots.
We’d awoken slowly that morning, and I devoured her sweet pussy for breakfast. Then I picked her up and took her into the bathroom with me for a shower. When we were done, I had dried us both off and gave her a pat on the ass, telling her to get dressed.
She must have picked up on my tension as I pulled on my clothes because she kept glancing at me curiously. When I mentioned that I had to go out, her eyes had narrowed suspiciously.
Again, I was tempted to lie to her so I could shield her from anything that might cause her pain. But that would put a bigger wedge between us than her simply being angry because I put myself in danger by going to meet with the enemy.
Finished, I stood and picked up my cut from the table and shrugged it on. Then I walked over to the couch and grabbed the vest Mac had given me the night before. She stood beside the bed with her arms crossed and glared at me. I sauntered over and helped her put her arms through the holes and set it on her shoulders.