Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 80564 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80564 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
“Now, Tess.”
“Yes, Max,” I say, figuring I’ve caused enough trouble for one night and more than a little embarrassed that we’ve attracted so much attention.
“And Tess?”
“Yeah?”
“Make sure you clothes are off, and you’re bent over the bed waiting for me.”
I gasp and nearly swallow my tongue. When I look up at him, I can tell he’s not joking. A quiver of nervous excitement curls in my stomach. I don’t respond but walk on to the room.
I watch Tess walk away with a warring sense of pride and shock. I knew she had more fire than any woman I had ever known, but what I just saw here was something else entirely. The woman was jealous, fucking hilariously jealous. She was so panicked over staying in the Vipers compound, and she has no idea how well she fits in with them. Hell, she could rule over the old ladies easily after the stunt she just pulled. She even has Cherry’s respect now; I can see it in the other woman’s eyes.
“It seems your muffler bunnies have forgotten their place, Marcum.”
“Yeah, I see that. What do you want me to do with her?”
“I’d have her wash clothes and wait on Jinxy and the other women hand and foot,” Tess calls out from down in the hall.
“Tess!”
“I’m going, Mad Max, I’m going. I’m just saying…”
“Too damn much…” I grumble while the other women are agreeing with Tess and giving Marcum a headache. I think it’s time I said my goodnights. “I’ll talk with you boys tomorrow.”
“That sure is a saucy little piece you’ve got there, Dawg,” Topper says.
“I’ve noticed,” I answer, not turning around. I’m not sure I want them to see how big I’m smiling.
“Going to take a lot to tame that one,” Marcum agrees. “You’re a lucky man, Maxwell,” Marcum adds, and again I don’t argue. For once, at least in this minute, I feel lucky—maybe even the luckiest son of a bitch on the face of the Earth.
When I make it to the room, Tess is sitting on the bed, still fully clothed. That’s damn disappointing.
“Before you start bitching, she’s lucky I didn’t do worse,” she grumbles.
“Why do you still have your clothes on?”
“I mean the nerve of her and what kind of woman would just sleep with...What did you say?”
“I said, why do you still have your clothes on?”
“I well…uh…”
“I gave you an order, Kitten. Now explain why you ignored it.”
“You weren’t serious though, that was just for show out there in front of everyone, right?”
“I never put on a show for anyone, Tess. I gave you a direct order.”
“But…Max.”
“Strip.”
“No.”
“Are you defying me?”
“I thought you were taking me back home?”
“What does that have to do with anything?”
“So you’re just going to sleep with me, and then get rid of me? That’s classy, Max. Real classy.”
“No, first I’m going to smack that ass, then I’m going to fuck you raw, and then when you’re able to walk again, we’ll talk about when you want to go home.”
“When I want?”
“Marcum is going to put us up in a safe house the club owns, for a few days. While I figure out my next moves. It’s entirely your decision, Kitten, but I’d like you to stay with me a little longer.”
“Max…”
“I don’t want to give you up yet, Tess. I don’t want you to go. Though, after what’s happened the last couple of days, if you feel it’s best for you to go home, Marcum and the boys will see to that too. I know I can’t offer you much, but for however long we can, I want more time with you.” That’s it. That’s as honest as I can be with her. I’ve laid it out, and the next move is entirely in her hands. I don’t think I’ve ever been nervous before in my life, but I’m pretty sure that’s what I’m feeling right now. She leaves the bed and comes to stand in front of me. There’s something in her eyes that I can’t read.
“What happened to my caveman?”
“He’s giving you one chance to leave.”
“And if I don’t?”
“Then I’m bending you over this bed and fucking you so hard that you taste me in the back of that pretty little throat of yours.”
She takes a couple of steps away from me, and I’m preparing myself for letting her go. When she pulls the sweater up over her head, I start breathing easier.
“This is crazy,” she says throwing the sweater down on the ground. “We’ve only known each other a couple of days,” she continues, undoing her bra. Her small, perky breasts are pebbled so hard; they look physically painful. I love her tits. The perfect size to tease, or suck. Hell, I could almost suck them in my mouth entirely. Her nipples are pink, round and close to the size of a dime. They make my mouth water. Everything about Tess makes my mouth water.