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Fuck, I wanted to bury my cock, balls deep inside her and never let her go.Never.If my cock got any harder, it was going to explode.

Emma pulled her head away from me.“Ace?”

“Yeah?”I gazed into those beautiful eyes.

“You really do kiss remarkably well.”

Fuck.Fuck.Fuck.

I couldn’t believe she just said that.Especially while I was already hard as a rock, and unable to do anything about it.

A loud knock on the door forestalled any reply I might have been able to come up with.

“You all decent in there?”

Joker.Come to check on Emma.I hastily let her go and tugged my shirt straight.Glancing over at her, I saw the glazed look on her face.

“Saved by the medic,” she whispered.

I wasn’t sure if she meant her or me.

“Hello?”Joker knocked again.“You better not be doing anything to rip that wound open.”

“Fuck,” I muttered under my breath.

Three strides took me to the door where I jerked it open.“She’s all yours.”

Without waiting for a reply, I headed for the stairs.

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“You’re looking awful grouchy for a guy who just installed his old lady in his bedroom.”Mom gave me one of those looks.The kind that lets you know your private life is about as private as the town square on the Fourth of July.

“Joker is checking out Emma’s side.”

“And he interrupted you making a move on her?”The laughter in her voice told me she didn’t have any sympathy for my predicament.

“She got fucking shot yesterday.Can’t make a move until she’s healed up some.”I knew I sounded like a bear with a sore ass, and I didn’t care.

“You could if you took it really easy.”

“Not sure that’s possible.”I glared at Mom, which seemed to amuse her.

“Then I guess you’re just going to have to wait.”She pivoted toward the stove.“Care for some grub?Most of the guys ate when they came in from church, but there’s still a helping or two left.”

“Please.”I sighed.“Sorry for being so grouchy.”

Mom dished up a plate of bacon, eggs and grits and plunked it down on the table.“Eat up.Some food in your gut will help settle you down a bit.”

I doubted that, but I sat my ass down at the table and started shoveling the food in.

“You want me to order a cut for her?”Jake peeked over the top of his newspaper.Glasses askew as usual, he looked like a harmless old coot.I knew better.Before the accident that crippled him up, Jake had been President of Riptide.He might not be able to ride anymore, but that didn’t make him any less dangerous.

“Naw.Don’t want to jinx it.”I took another mouthful of perfectly cooked eggs.“But thanks for the thought.”

“Whatever.”Jake disappeared back behind his newspaper.

I heard the sound of footsteps descending the stairs just before Joker appeared in the kitchen.Helping himself to a cup of coffee, he leaned against the counter and took a big gulp.

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