Page 24 of Courting the Consequences

“Yeah, you know him?” Kevin asked.

“We’ve met.” Kara nodded thoughtfully, leaning back in her chair and taking a sip of her beer. “The law world is a relatively small one, though I generally stick to corporate law. He’s good, though, from what I hear.”

“He’s been the club’s lawyer for several years now.” Johnny nodded.

Kara dipped her head and opened her mouth to speak, but Jenny came over with a tray full of food and more beers.

She made quick work of setting everything down and asked if they needed anything else.

When she was gone, Johnny looked over at Kara’s plate to see a large bacon cheeseburger on it. He watched her squeeze ketchup on it before she cut it in half. When she raised it to her mouth and took a large bite, her eyes closed and she let out a low moan that immediately had his cock stirring.

“Fucking hell, baby girl,” Devil’s voice was gravel. He sounded about as rough as Johnny felt.

Even Kevin wasn’t immune if his stare was anything to go by.

Kara slowly opened her eyes and giggled softly. “Sorry. I like my meat.”

“You just gonna walk right into that one?” Johnny asked her, making Kevin laugh.

“Walked into nothing,” she shot back with a grin. “Baited easily.”

Johnny growled and hooked his foot around the leg of her barstool and slid her around the table toward him. It was a quick move that had her lurching forward. Her hand landed on his thigh to catch herself from falling to the floor. Her face was inches from his when she looked up at him startled. He didn’t give her a second to recover. “I’m not the baitin’ kind, Princess,” he murmured before he grabbed her jaw and kissed her.

He was nowhere near as rough as he had been in the parking lot or even her office. He kept the kiss chaste, letting her decide how this would go. He didn’t have to wait long. Her free hand came up and combed through his unruly beard, holding him to her. Her mouth opened and he followed her lead, allowing her to set the pace as their tongues mingled together.

“Jesus,” Derrick groaned.

Johnny kept the kiss short. When he pulled back, Kara was slowly opening her eyes. Her sky blues stared back at his own. Her lips were still slightly parted, and her warm breath puffed against his lips.

Karawasinoverher head. There was no doubt about that. Johnny’s eyes were dark with desire. His kiss had been soft and almost sweet. As sweet as a man like Johnny Taylor could get, she imagined. Reluctantly she pulled away. She looked at Kevin and saw the desire written clear as day on his face. His brown eyes were almost black.

They may not have talked about her last kiss with Johnny, but it was obvious they would be talking about this one.

She looked away only to lock eyes with Derrick. His long brown hair was around his shoulders, and his green eyes had a mischievous glint to them. The usual playful grin was gone. There was an intensity to his gaze that she wasn’t used to seeing.

She felt naked as she stared him down. Not used to backing down, she raised an eyebrow at him and reached for her drink. She had a feeling she was seeing a hint of the club enforcer for the first time.

“So what are your thoughts on the case?” Kevin asked, drawing her attention away from Derrick.

She took a sip of her beer before she looked over at Kevin and saw the smile tugging at the corners of his lips, though he tried to hide it. He had told her outright that he shared everything with these two. He didn’t seem bothered by their behavior. Kara cleared her throat. “Why don’t you text me Danvers’s number,” she said, looking at Johnny. “Did he say where they were holding your father?”

“You’ll help us?” Johnny asked, not answering her question.

“Danvers will still be lead counsel,” she corrected. “I’ll help Danvers as much as I can. He’ll still have to represent your father in court, but I can help dig and gather as much information as I can. Help him prep—”

Johnny cut her off midsentence with another kiss. This time he gripped the back of her neck and her jaw with both hands and pulled her toward him. Her barstool was still next to his, so he didn’t have to reach far to manhandle her into the position he wanted. A part of her bristled at being moved so roughly, but her wet panties and clenching pussy said otherwise.

She bit down on his bottom lip and he groaned. She pulled away roughly. “You keep doing that,” she grumbled, slightly annoyed.

“Haven’t heard you complaining,” he shot back, his voice like gravel. His arrogant stare was obnoxious. It was so fucking hot.

She rolled her eyes and pulled away. He let his hands drop from her face. When one landed on her thigh and stayed there, she looked up at Kevin. He had been oddly quiet this whole meal.

He smirked and shoved a fry in his mouth when she met his gaze.

They finished their meal quickly and in relative silence. Johnny kept his hand on her bare thigh and occasionally rubbed circles with his callused fingers. Her stomach was in knots. She didn’t know how she managed to finish her meal without shaking.

When she was done, she excused herself to the bathroom and slipped away from the table. She followed the wraparound bar toward the back of the restaurant, where there was a hallway that led to the bathrooms.

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