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She sucks me deep and works her fist in time with her mouth until I’m gripping the bed sheets so I don’t yank her fucking hair out. And when her free hand comes up to cup my balls, I explode into the back of her throat. She swallows down my cum, and licks up every last drop. Hell, my fuckin’ old lady never bothered to do that. I gave everything to that greedy bitch, and it still wasn’t enough. But Jupiter makes me feel shit again I have no right to be feeling, and it isn’t just because her pussy and her mouth feel so good wrapped around my dick.

I lie back on the mattress and she climbs up my body, kissing my chest, my scars. I thread my fingers in her hair and hold her to me. “As much as I wanna stay here all day, we gotta haul ass to the clubhouse.”

“No,” she protests, huddling closer. “Why?”

Shit. I probably should have brought up the fact that her dipshit brother is on the run from the club before I let this go too far. “Er ... it’s—”

“Oh my God.” She shoots up and scrambles off me, wandering around the room, searching under covers and cushions. “This is about my brother. Chaos is going to punish him, isn’t he?”

“He’s not going to punish him.”

“Then what?”

“He’s missing.”

“Are you fucking kidding me? I thought Saint had it handled. We have to go. Why didn’t you tell me before—”

“Before what? I gave you the best orgasm of your life?”

She rakes a hand through her hair. “I might’ve felt differently if I’d known my brother was out there and a group of outlaw bikers and drug dealers were gunning for his head.”

“Outlaws like me?”

“Would you stop, already?”

“Calm the fuck down, Tink. What the hell are you looking for?”

“My clothing!” She throws her hands in the air. “But, of course, I’ve just remembered that I have none because they were covered in murdering asshole.”

“I’ll give you a pair of my sweats.”

“I don’t want your sweats,” she snaps and shakes her head, shooting me an apologetic glance. “It’s not like they’d fit me anyway.”

“Well, I’m sure as shit not taking you to the clubhouse in just my T-shirt. I love the brotherhood, but that doesn’t mean I won’t beat their asses for looking sideways at you.”

“Can we go to my place yet?”

“We shouldn’t.”

“Then I guess your brothers are seeing me half-naked.”

I growl. “We stop for five minutes, no more. But if anything looks amiss, we ain’t even pulling up to the curb.”

“What’s your prez going to make of this?”

“He’s gonna have my balls in a fuckin’ vise, darlin’. But I guess it beats the alternative. Don’t it?”

“And what’s that?”

“Killing my entire sister chapter for looking at you.”

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IPULL UP TO THE CURBin front of Jupiter’s house. The door is ajar, but she’s out of Saint’s truck before I can even turn the ignition off.

Fuck. “Jupiter, get your ass back in this car.”

She glances at me, but she doesn’t stop her trajectory.

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