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“You are still digging into my past,” she stated in a matter-of-fact manner that brokered no argument. I said nothing and waited her out as she watched me instead. Finally, she broke with a huff. “I need you to stop.”

“Why?”

“For one, because if I wanted you to know shit about me, I would tell you.” The look she gave dared me to contradict that. It was true, in a normal relationship - no matter what that entailed - people didn’t actively try to dig up dirt on others.

“What’s the other reason?”

“Huh?”

“You said, ‘for one’, and now I want to know what ‘two’ is.”

She laughed again as my own mouth tipped up at the edges in a responding smile. “Two - you’re about to trip into something that will trigger a chain reaction I don’t want.”

When she said no more, I shifted on my feet and made my demand simple. “Explain.”

“I literally can’t explain without violating an NDA, and if you keep digging and find something out, your association with me will make it seem as though I violated it anyway.”

I wasn’t an idiot. If there was a non-disclosure agreement involved, then whatever she had gotten into way back in her teens had concerned someone of note. That was probably enough to go on to keep digging and finally hit pay dirt. Just thinking about it made my stomach churn though. She was right. If there were agreements in place, and I kept digging, it could cause more problems for Keys and that wasn’t something I wanted to happen.

“Tell me this, will whatever it is have an impact on you now? On Jamie? Your club?”

She was shaking her head even before I finished asking. “It is personal, my past, and won’t touch anything I’m doing now, so long as my secrets stay secret.”

“And if someone were to stumble across the truth?”

“That would be very unfortunate, but it would only affect me, not my club, and certainly not yours.”

“Okay.”

“Okay?” She asked, as if I had a right to say the word.

“I’ll stop digging.”

“You never should have started.” She was exasperated with me. Her hair flung out as she spun on her heels, ready to leave my room now that we had come to an agreement.

“Where are you going?”

“Home. I said what was necessary. There’s no reason for me to be here now. You’re either going to listen, or you’re going to cause trouble for me. I really hope you aren’t stupid enough to do the latter, because it will force my hand, and I will retaliate.”

“No need to make threats, honey. I said I would back off, and I will. That doesn’t mean you should go just yet.”

“Quickshot, we said it was just sex.”

“Yeah, we did.” I taunted her as I pointed toward the bed. “And look, there just happens to be a bed in here. As I recall, last time we were together, I told you that a bed would be involved next time.”

“You missed the part where I never agreed to a next time.”

“But you did. I saw it in your eyes. You want the same thing, you’re just afraid to take what you want.”

“I have never been afraid to take what I want.”

“Then come and get me.” As much as I said it to torment her, I was also completely serious. While I didn’t expect Keys to actually take me up on it, I was pleasantly surprised when she reached over, grabbed my shoulders, and slid up to her tip toes in order to attack my mouth with her own. Damn, but I liked the way she angrily kissed me when I frustrated her.

“Don’t know why you get to me like this.” That little admission was mumbled under her breath as Keys attempted to relieve me of the shirt I had on under my Kutte. My leather had been easy enough for her to remove. The crazy thing was watching her reverently care for my colors as she draped it across the top of my dresser before attacking my shirt like it had personally offended her. For some reason, she stopped before getting the damn thing off me, but I couldn’t complain because it quickly became obvious that she would rather relieve me of my pants.

It took no time for her to pull them down and fish my cock out of the boxer briefs I wore. Keys said nothing as she took me in hand and swiped her tongue up my length. I kept anticipating that she would pop that pretty mouth off my dick and talk dirty to me, but she didn’t. She worshipped my cock in silence, and I followed suit for some odd reason.

Normally, I was vocal about what I wanted when it came to fucking or sucking. This time, I chose to leave it all up to her. I scooped Keys’ hair up in my hands so that I could watch as she sank nearly my entire length into her mouth and throat. The grunt that accompanied that movement was completely involuntary, so I didn’t think it would count against me. Keys rolled her vibrant eyes up as she pulled back off my cock and then she smiled before dipping back down and cutting off our eye contact as she did.

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