Page 4 of Fast & Dirty
“Oh yeah, Blake’s been talking about me?” She raises her brows and gives another sweet smirk toward Linc. She looks back at me and pats my chest condescendingly. “I don’t believe it.” She leans closer to them before whispering loud enough for me to hear, “He’s not big on commitment.” This time I lose my composure and let the hurt show on my face. The four of them are laughing at her little joke until she notices my butthurt expression.
“Aw, babe. I didn’t mean it. I’m just surprised you’re telling your friends about me since it’s only been a couple of weeks.” She’s really fucking good at this. My curiosity is piqued. Before I can play along more, Maddox interrupts.
“You need anything for that ankle, kitten?”
I’m gonna have to let the kitten remark go, but I still don’t fucking like it coming from Maddox’s mouth. We’ve shared before, but I’m not sharing her. I position her in front of me. And then I pull her back against my chest while wrapping my arms around her tiny waist. It’s a possessive hold and the guys take notice. She may not be my old lady, but she’s not a groupie up for grabs.
“Nope,” she replies all peppy, like she isn’t in any danger at all. I’m hoping that’s because I’m wrapped around her like a vine. I push her back against my cock and let her feel how fucking hard she’s made me. I hear her little gasp before she adds in a breathy voice, “It must’ve been the damn buckle on my heel.” I grin, letting my head rest on hers. I know this didn’t start out well, but I’ll die a little inside if I don’t get into her pussy tonight. I need a taste of my hellcat.
Pinch looks at her like a predator and licks his lower lip as he asks, “So you two were having a little chase?” She goes rigid in my arms. I can’t blame her. I’m not worried though. Pinch has some serious kinks, but he’s never crossed the line with a woman. Not that I’ve seen anyway, and there’s nothing on his record. None of them have done any shit like that. Given the way they treat women, it’s been easier than I thought it would be to keep this job.
The MC’s illegal activities keep my head in the game. That’s why I agreed to go undercover. Being back on American soil wasn’t treating me well after the shit I went through overseas. I needed to focus on something worth fighting for and the idea of busting their group for peddling drugs and guns did just that for me. But so far all I’ve seen is underground fighting. It’s fucking brutal and they make a shit ton of money, but I don’t see a problem with it. I fucking live for it now.
I smirk at Pinch and reply, “That’s none of your fucking business.” His crazy ass grin covers his face. “Like I told Maddox, I’m not sharing this one.” Pinch laughs and nods his head.
He waggles his brows at my hellcat though. “If you change your mind, I love a little chase.”
She gives him a skeptical look before he adds, “I like to be the one running away though.” She laughs at him and I shake my head. At least he’s putting her at ease now. She leans back against me, rubbing her ass along my cock. God, I hope this isn’t all just a pretense for her.
“Next time, keep it off the streets, Blake.” Maddox looks at me with an admonishing stare. I nod. I’m just grateful this fucking worked and that I’ll be able to wrap it up soon and get her ass where it belongs.
“Yeah, I got it.” Just as we’re about to make our way out, the damn hellcat in my arms decides she doesn’t like me being scolded.
“Why the hell is that, Maddox?” Her voice is the epitome of defiance. My eyes widen almost as much as Maddox’s. He tilts his head as if daring her to keep it up. I can’t help the fact that her feistiness makes me that much harder, not helping the situation at all.
“If I want to enjoy a little rough play, I don’t see why Blake can’t give it to me.” Hearing those words come out of her sweet little mouth nearly knocks me on my ass. Oh baby, I can give it to you. You’ll be begging to let me give you that fantasy. Maddox holds his hands up in defeat and the rest of the guys laugh.
“You weren’t kidding,” he says then looks right at me with a smirk, “she is a little hellcat.”
After a few minutes of shooting the shit while Linc finishes up his cigarette, I go to leave so I can get my little hellcat out of here and hopefully under me. Just for a little taste.
“We’re gonna take off. I’ll see you guys later.” I turn her in my arms to leave, giving the guys a nod.
“Hold up, you guys aren’t heading in?” It’s only around eleven so it makes sense that we’d be going to the club, but I have to shoot Linc down.
“Nah, I have a little chasing to do.” I shoot Marie a wicked grin and groan when she responds by biting her lip while a blush creeps up her chest and into her cheeks.
“Aw, but we just met you, kitten,” Pinch says and smiles at her. “Don’t you wanna come see the club?” Then he actually pouts at her. What the fuck? I don’t like this possessive shit that’s come over me. I’m fully aware that he’s just fucking around, but I want to punch his face in for flirting with her. As I’m contemplating doing just that, my hellcat throws a wrench in my plan to get her out of here.
“Yeah, sure,” she begins and looks me right in the eyes as she says sweet as can be, “We can go in for a little while, can’t we, Blake?” Fuck me.
Marie
Maybe I can blame it all on shock. That’s why my head isn’t working right.
Call me a fool, but I feel more safe wrapped in Blake’s arms than I’ve felt in years. Even worse, I don’t want to let that feeling go. I hope this isn’t all an act on his part. It can’t be. He has to be feeling this connection too. It’ll destroy me if he denies it.
It’s not the alcohol making me want him, I know that. I haven’t felt the desire to be touched by a man in over a year, and God knows I’ve gotten drunk at bars and had plenty of good-looking men try. But with Blake, my body is begging me to let him have his way with me. I want him to take me. Claim me. Own my body. I can tell he knows how to do just that and at this point, I’d happily get on my knees for him.
In fact, if his lips touch that sweet spot on my neck just one more time, my legs will probably give out as my body shudders and spasms from cumming so damn hard. I’m that close to my release. I keep scissoring my legs together, but it’s not enough. I need his touch. Even if it’s just a little. Feeling his hard cock against my ass, the rumble of his chest as he tried to hide his groan when I pushed back against him–how could I not be hot for him? I enjoy being his hellcat and right now I just want to purr for him.
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Blake
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I grab her shoulder right before we get to the entrance to the clubhouse, letting the guys go in without us. She stumbles a little before falling back into my chest, but she smiles up at me as I wrap my arms around her waist. I guide her to the side of the building. She doesn’t try to push away; instead she leans into me, grabbing hold of my arm to keep her balance on the broken concrete.
