Page 39 of Filthy Love

“Roomies…” - Gia

Hawk followed Gia at a slower pace into her house. Every step felt like he was treading through concrete and his head buzzed so fucking badly for the danger she’d been put in.

If something had happened to her. He didn’t know what he’d do. It would be bloody and ongoing but as to the exact details he couldn’t say since it was impossible to think about something bad happening to Gia.

He felt his jaw crack under the weight of his teeth crunching together. He took the few seconds to turn his back, to close and lock the door, his fingers shook a little with suppressed anger bubbling through his veins.

When he turned around to trace Gia’s steps into her kitchen he found her right there.

Her shoulder brushed his chest.

That’s all it took to pop the lid off his emotions.

Growling, he cupped a hand under her chin, seeing her eyes darken to deep blue pools, he stooped down and crushed her mouth under his.

Alive.His mind whispered.She makes me feel alive.

He all but fucking devoured her, just ate at her lips, revelled in how quickly she opened and permitted his savage tongue inside to taste her. He bit at her soft lips, soothed his inner rage with a lick, held her around the neck so he could just take her over, not that she was trying to get away, in fact he had her breasts crushed into his chest as she tried to reach up on her toes to press them even closer.

Jesus Christ. He licked his way in, pushing in deep, tonguing Gia for all it was worth, pushing her head back to get more, taste her deeper

The blood in his head roared.

His cock throbbed.

Reel it the fuck in, dickhead.

God. His dick was so goddamn hard.

Hecouldn’t, she’d detonated his bomb. He grabbed a hand full of her hair, gently easing back, her lips puffy and pink and wet. “Hawk…”

He pictured her face back in that restaurant, squashed between Russians. Every scenario of what could have happened to her in the thirty minutes she’d been alone with them drove him mad. He growled low in his throat, dove back, crushing her mouth, swallowing her moan, giving her his own.

She was a straight shot of heroin to his veins, he didn’t know he’d crowded her against the wall using his hips like a rutting bull until he lifted his mouth off hers, cursing internally for his weakness he stepped back, huffing in air through his nostrils.

She took fingers up to her smiling mouth. Her eyes were like two stars. Hawk closed his eyes for a second.

“I was going to ask how you are. I think that answers my question.”

“I shouldn’t have done that.” All the air sucked out of the hallway when her hands came to his chest and rubbed. Caressed. Soothed his inner beast.

“You can kiss me anytime you want, if you need permission.” Hawk couldn’t believe he’d put that dreamy sound in her throat. He didn’t do nice, he certainly didn’t give nice to a woman. He was a fucking animal.

Eyes raked down over her.

He remembered when those sexy hips were all straight lines. Now they were lush curves. Handles for his greedy hands.

He stepped away from her touch, and prowled the hallway to the kitchen, gave his hands something to do and fixed a coffee pod in the machine for her.

“I gotta call Rider and fill him in on what’s happened.”

“First you can tellmewhat all that was about.”

“It’s club-only business, Gia.”

“I was detained by Russian thugs when all I was trying to do was eat lunch. It’s more than MC business now, Hawk. Spill it or I ask Rider myself. And if he is as tight lipped as you then I’ll ask my father.”

Mashing his teeth together, he turned around and arched his brow at her. Daring little girl.

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