Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26361 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26361 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
I expected her to argue, and I could tell she didn’t like my answer, but she just muttered, “Yeah, Cat said something along those lines.”
Nodding, I absently rubbed little circles on her thigh with my thumb. “Her old man is our VP. She and the prez’s old lady, Bridget, know better than anyone what ‘club business’ means.”
“And they’re kept out of the loop because their men want to protect them?” Her voice was soft.
“Yeah. Nothing comes before protecting our women. It's the way it works in an MC—ours, anyway.”
Oakley smiled wistfully. “It’s probably really nice to have someone who cares about you so much. I guess I could see why they’d be okay with this way of life.”
“Good,” I grunted. “You’ll get used to it.”
Oakley’s mouth dropped open, and I used my index finger to close it. “Now, I have a few questions for you.”
I jumped right into them so she didn’t have time to dwell on what I’d said. This was happening fast, but I wasn’t gonna slow it down. Apparently, love happened fast and hard for the Silver Saints because I’d seen this with a lot of my brothers.
For the next fifteen minutes, I asked Oakley anything I thought she might know that would be helpful, as long as it didn’t give away too much. She didn’t know a lot, but her knowledge of the judge’s schedule would be very useful.
When Oakley yawned, I called a halt to the questioning. “It’s late, baby. Let’s get you to bed.”
“Yeah, we should get going,” she sighed as she attempted to stand.
I wrapped my fingers firmly around her waist and turned her toward me so she had no choice but to straddle my legs. “Go where?”
“I thought you were going to take me home?”
“Absolutely not,” I scoffed.
Her delicate features clouded over with confusion and disappointment. “Okay. I can call a rideshare. I just thought…well, never mind.”
“You are not taking a fucking rideshare, Oakley,” I growled.
“Um…So you are taking me home?”
Slowly, I glided one of my hands from her thigh up and around her hip to palm one of her ass cheeks. Then I captured her chin with the other, forcing her to look into my eyes as I yanked her body closer to mine. “Is that really what you want?” I inquired silkily as I raised my hips so the large bulge in my leather pants pressed into the heat between her legs.
She sucked in a fast breath, then held it as she contemplated what to do next.
To give her a little more incentive, I leaned in and brushed my lips over hers, then groaned and crushed our mouths together. With a firm tug on her chin, I parted her lips and plunged my tongue between them. “You taste so fucking good,” I groaned after thoroughly plundering her mouth. “I want to know if you taste this delicious everywhere.”
Oakley moaned and pressed her chest against mine. I could feel the hard points of her nipples poking through her shirt, and it sent streaks of pleasure straight to my dick.
I released her face and dipped my hand into her leggings to cup her pussy. Her panties were fucking soaked, and my mouth watered. “Tell me, Oakley,” I demanded with my lips next to her ear. “Do you really want me to take you home? Or do you want to stay so I can feast on your juicy pussy?”
She shivered, and her lips chased mine, but I refused to go any further without making her admit how much she wanted this.
“Tell me.”
Oakley sat back a few inches and licked her lips as our eyes met. “I want to stay.”
8
Oakley
I had never so much as kissed another man, but here I was offering up my virginity to Doc on a silver platter because my panties just about spontaneously combusted when he said he wanted to feast on me. The words slipped out of my mouth before I realized I would agree, but I didn’t regret them. Especially not when he pressed me onto the mattress and crashed his mouth against mine again.
I’d never reacted to another man the way I did with Doc. Something magnetic drew me to him, almost as though we were two pieces of a whole meant to fit together. And when he kissed me…I had a feeling I could easily become addicted to how he made me feel. The glide of Doc’s tongue against mine, the scrape of his beard against my skin, his minty taste overwhelming my senses…combined together, they packed a powerful punch that left me breathless.
Twining my arms around his neck, I lost myself in the kiss that quickly spiraled out of control. When Doc finally tore his lips from mine, I let out a little whimper of protest.
His deep chuckle sent a sensual shiver up my spine. “Don’t worry, baby. Now that I have you right where I want you, I’m nowhere near done.”