Page 32 of Silver Fox Daddies

He spins the laptop around for Bishop and me to see.

ACCESS DENIED.

Looking over my shoulder to double-check that Grizzly is away, I stand from the bench and gesture to the corridor. “Let’s go secure her in one of the bedrooms for tonight before people start to go to bed.”

7

BISHOP

Iwalk into the tattoo parlor to see red lace panties halfway down her open legs.

Holy fucking shit.

Melissa, seeing us all walk in, lets out a gasp and immediately shuts her legs.

“Oh my god!” She removes her hand from between her legs, as if she’s thinking none of us saw it there.

But I did. I saw the way she was playing with herself on our chair.

My cock goes so hard it hurts.

“Darling.” Diesel takes a step forward. “What are you doing?”

Her flushed face and inability to look us in the eye says it all.

“I…uh.” Realizing that the panties are still draped around her knees, she sheepishly raises her hips and pulls them up.

I groan, fighting as hard as I can to resist. If I fuck this girl, there’s a ninety-nine percent chance I’m going to want to do itagain. Diesel suggests that since she’s a virgin, it’s best to leave her alone so we don’t end up hurting her, but she’s testing my patience.

“Don’t stop on our account.” I walk toward her. “Touch yourself in front of us.”

She stares at me from the chair, breathless, her cheeks flushed red. She stays still, legs together with her hands at her chest. She’s thinking about it, I can tell.

Stepping even closer, I grab her hand—the one from between her legs—and raise a finger to my mouth. Fuck, it smells like her, the fragrance so sweet and inviting, tempting me to stick my head between her thighs.

I settle for her finger and insert it into my mouth, giving it a nice suck as I look into her eyes.

She gasps.

She tastes just as sweet as she smells.

And now that my tongue has tasted her, it only wants more.

“Stop!” Diesel strides forward and smacks her hand away from me.

“Come on, mate. Loosen up a little.”

“I will not loosen up when killers are on the loose. Melissa.” He directs his gaze to her. “Come with me. We’re fixing you up a room for the night.”

She frowns. “You want me to stay the night?”

Diesel treads carefully with his next sentence. “If we take you back now, somebody’s likely to see you.”

“And you don’t want that because you can’t be seen entertaining me right now?”

“It’s not you specifically,” he says. “It’s women in general.”

“Women in general,”she repeats to herself, face losing its shine as thinks about what those words could mean. “Right.” She shakes her head, suddenly unable to look us in the eyes. “Of course. Got it.” She hops down from the bed and is the first to reach the door.