Page 12 of Claimed

As a general rule, he didn’t kiss women.Kissing was intimate.It left them wanting more.It was easier topush easy pussy away when he didn’t know what their mouth tastedlike.Plus, he didn’t like the idea of where some of their mouthshad been.

“You want me to kissyou?”

She smiled and look too fucking beautiful.“Yes.Kiss me.”

He smoothed his hands up her back beforecupping her face.He leaned in and pressed his mouth to hers.Everything about her was soft.Silver opened his mouth to tastemore of her and she complied, dropping her head back as his tongueslipped between her lips.A soft little moan vibrated from her asshe clutched him, sucking lightly on his tongue as he explored thedepths of her mouth.

This was Layla.His Layla.He wanted to keep her this way.To keep her as his and never lether go.He backed her up against the stall wall and lifted her sothat her legs could wrap around his hips.In one smooth thrust, hefilled her.He needed her unlike anything else in his life.Herpussy gripped him, squeezing him tight as he thrust inside herbody.She wrapped her arms around his neck, sliding herfingersthroughhis short hair as she kissed him as hard as hefucked her.Life had become easy with her.He liked having her inhis bed.He liked having her open to him, willing to fuck him whenhe wanted and the way he wanted.He kissed her as he thrust andwithdrew into her welcoming body.He thought she was just his sickobsession.He never realized how intense being with her wouldactually be.

He came hard, grunting as his release filledher.Reaching between them, he rubbed her clit, giving her theextra push she needed to join him.She finally pulled her mouthfrom his and dropped her head to his shoulder.Neither one of themhad any desire to move away from one another.

“If it’s kissing thatturns you on, then I should have led with that last night.”Silverpressed his lips to her neck.

“I don’t think it’skissing that turns me on.”

He lifted his head.“Yeah.You’re becomingan addiction.Tight, wet pussy is too damn good to pass up.I wantit all the time.”

She smiled and dropped her legs from hiships, sliding down his body.“I’ll see you in the playroom tonight.I’ve got to get ready for work.”

She turned the water off and stepped out,grabbing a clean towel from the rack.He smoothed his wet hair backand stared at her.How he’d survive until then, he didn’t know.

After hehad takenLayla to work, Silver found himself at the head of the tableduring chapel.They had ashitloadof money coming infrom their side businesses and the club treasurer, Alan “Dooby”Walker, divided up the profits.Not only would he be able to afforda new place to live, but he had plenty of money left to help Laylawith her sister’s medical bills.For the most part, the club incomewas legit.They dabbled in gambling and porn which made a largechunk of their cash.The club also participated in deliveries ofother club’s product.It kept alliances they needed and added alittle more cash to their wallet.

“So the deal with the GrimDevils is a go.No troubles I don’t know about?”

Ryland “Tank” Monsen shook his head.“None.They kept their end of the bargain and didn’t screw us over.”

His sergeant at arms looked like a scarybastard.Most clubs didn’t want to mess with them for the mixtureof Tank and Torque alone.Silver leaned back in his chair and lit acigarette.The only new club business was getting paid for theirassociation with the Grim Devils.Torque had a parole hearingcoming up and their lawyer said his chances were good for gettingout.Of course, getting out of jail on parole was only a slightstep up from being in prison.Torque didn’t follow rules well andSilver couldn’t help wondering if their leader would actuallybehave long enough to meet with the parole board.

“I guess that makes thismeeting over.”Silver scooped up his portion of the cash and Jokerreached out.

“Not so fast.We need totalk about Layla.I know she’s mostly your business, but she’sstaying at the club and she’s Torque’s daughter.”

Silver sighed.“What is there to talkabout?”

“I’m assuming Torqueknows.”

Silver licked his lips.He hadn’t gottenaround to finding time to tell Torque about Layla moving in.Jokershook his head.The men were loyal brothers to him.They wouldn’trat him out, but he did know that when it came down to it, they’dside with Torque over him every time.

“Layla is off-limits, man.I know you were helping her, but that’s her father’s place.Notyours.”Joker spoke some semblance of truth.Layla had always beenoff-limits to him and every other club member.A prospect made anoff color comment about her one time and Torque threw a punch inretaliation.They knew their place and it was not with hisdaughter.

Silver took a deep breath.“I’m going totalk to him today.He needs to hear it from me.”

“He’s going to be pissed.”Tank shook his head.“You’ve got some balls, Silver.I’ll give youthat.”

He grabbed his money and stood.The entiresituation looked bad from the outside.He was VP of the CharmingBastards MC and their president went to prison for nearly a yearand a half.It was his job to step up as the leader and with theway fate would have it, he ended up claiming Torque’s daughter aswell.

Major disrespect.

He felt bad about it too.While thingssimply happened without much planning or control, he should havediscussed Layla’s situation with him before he agreed to help her.He fucked up that part royally.He knew the consequences of ittoo.

“Hey, Silver?”Doobycalled out to him.

Silver stopped and turned to face him.

“I don’t blame you.Ifshe’d come to me for help, I’d probably done the same fuckingthing.”He closed his notebook and met Silver’s stare.“Torque’sgoing to be pissed, but it’s better for her to be here than on thestreets.Remind him of that.”

Silver nodded and left the room.Afterstoring his cash away in the safe in his room, he grabbed the keysto his bike from his pocket and headed out the door.He didn’t wantto think about what Torque had to say about the situation, but he’dgotten himself into this mess and he had to get himself out.

---