Page 98 of Knot My MC
I know she’s using good form, but all I can think about is catching her in the same position once everyone leaves and seeing how much shit she can talk with my cock fully inside her.
“Come on, Jag. You’re stinking up the clubhouse.” Mountain pretends to choke. “How the fuck are we supposed to play when we all know exactly what you’re thinking about?”
“You’re not thinking about what I’m thinking about, are you?” Despite my teasing tone, my jaw clenches. I really don’t like the thought of him fantasizing about Kiki.
He’d be easy to kill.
“I’m not an idiot, Jag.” Mountain is serious now, face drawn tight as he waits for my possessiveness to pass.
Grinding my teeth, I breathe and stare him down. He’s all sincerity and worry. He doesn’t want her, he wouldn’t dare. Fuck, she drives me crazy, but in all the right ways. I’ll kill for her.
“Jag, either control yourself or get out. I’m not done kicking Mountain’s ass.”
Lor bursts into laughter, and Kiki grins at them. Monica props her arm on Lor’s shoulder and shakes her head, braids falling over her shoulder.
“I knew you were trouble the moment I saw you.”
Kiki arches an eyebrow. “Please, you’re worse than I am.”
“And don’t you forget it, babe.”
Kiki glares at the older woman, but it’s with affection. Between how accepting Lor, Mountain, and Monica have been, the other Hell Hounds have started to come around. I, for one, love to see Kiki getting comfortable.
I let her finish the game before grabbing her and dragging her into the conference room. She barely manages to hand the pool cue off to Monica before I shut us in the room and set her on the table. Pressing between her legs, I capture her lips as she laughs. Her hands clasp around my neck and tug me even closer.
Curling around me, she palms my cock. “I have an idea,” she whispers against my mouth.
“What’s that?” I press into her touch.
“Let me show you.” She pushes me back and sweeps her gaze around the room. Her eyes double back to the other end of the table where Knox usually sits, mouth pulling into a devious little grin. Snatching my hand, she leads me over to the chair and pushes me into it, sinking to her knees.
“Kiks,” I breathe her name, excitement coursing through me when she begins to undo my pants. “You don’t have to.”
“I want to.” She holds my gaze and slides the zipper down. My cock practically jumps out of my jeans, and she releases a startled gasp. “Commando?”
Shrugging, I run a hand through my hair. “I like to live dangerously.”
“Of course you do,” she says with a soft chuckle. Carefully, she wraps her delicate fingers around my shaft, sliding her hand up and down my length and licking her lips. Her eyes flick to mine. “Tell me if I’m doing it wrong.”
“You can’t do it wrong,” I tell her with a gentle smile.
Her eyes fill with determination before she moves her lips to my tip, brushing a gentle kiss and teasing her tongue over it. She seals her lips around me and sucks, lapping at me before taking me fully into her mouth. Slick and hot, her cheeks clamp around my cock, and I swear that’s almost enough to make me come. I grip the edge of the chair to keep from grabbing her.
My dick pulses in her mouth, and she hums in surprise, wrapping her finger and thumb at the base and moving it in time with her mouth. Her aquamarine eyes lift once more to meet mine, seeking approval.
“Just like that,” I say between clenched teeth.
The door swings open, and Kiki squeals, scuttling underneath the table. I instantly follow her, sliding the chair all the way forward to cover my dick. By the time Royce fully steps inside, it looks as though I’m in here by myself.
“I’ve been looking for you,” he says with a sigh.
“What’s going on?” My cock is hard as a rock and Kiki’s soft breaths brushing over my skin aren’t helping the situation. Thank fuck for the table.
“I know it’s a lot to ask, but I was wondering if we could talk about Pete.”
Kiki’s fingers inch up my thighs, and I grip the arms of the chair even tighter. She wouldn’t, would she? Fuck, I hope she does. My heart is hammering in my chest. The mere thought of being caught has my dick leaking. I want her to swallow my cum while Royce is in the room, oblivious to what she’s doing.
“What about him?” I scoot forward ever so slightly and spread my legs, giving her the go ahead. Her shoulders brush against my legs as she slots herself between them.
