Chapter Nine
Moose
When Hannah’s breaths had evened out, I slowly pushed away from her and slung my legs over the side of the bed.
It was the last fucking thing I wanted to do.
Lying there with her, under her thick quilt with a whole pack of rescue dogs felt like an alternate reality.
People who grew up the way I did weren’t destined for happily ever afters.
Hell, I was lucky to have made it to forty without a criminal record, a drug addiction or a death certificate.
That might be a little exaggerated, but it takes money and connections to make it in this world.
I wasn’t given either one and the only way to get them was either to excel in school – spoiler, I didn’t – or take them by force.
My brother, Asher, chose to lean into his natural skill for fixing cars and created a legitimate business. I had the same skills and used them to strip cars for parts and fund a motorcycle club.
To flirt with the line between good guy and thug.
Lying in bed with a soft, sexy woman in my arms in some suburb didn’t look like the future I had imagined, but it was suddenly the future I wanted.
It was likely this wouldn’t be the only time Hannah would get on the wrong side of some piece of shit or another.
I could still be me, still work with the MC and protect the innocent in my own way while she did her thing.
Kick ass, save kittens, and bring me to my fucking knees.
I slid my jeans back on and grabbed my cut before making my way down stairs. Things should be quiet here for the rest of the night and I was dying to hear what the executives had come up with at Church.
There was no way I was leaving, so I sat down and waited for the call.
My phone vibrated in my pocket less than a half hour later.
“It’s not good,” Deadeye said without preamble.
“What happened?”
He let out a breath. “Fuckers have declared war. Seems that the dog exchange was not only a decoy to go to Doc’s place but also a decoy to fuck with us.”
My jaw clenched. “What did they do?”
“Wrench went to Rust Valley to set one of the garage bays up for an interrogation in case we captured those motherless fucks. When he got there, the walls were covered in graffiti, the back door was open and the safe was empty.”
I muttered a curse. “Anything on the cameras?” We may be thugs but we weren’t stupid. We had security cameras around the perimeter of every building we owned.
“Two guys, can’t be the same ones that were at Doc’s place because it was around the same time. So we’re dealing with at least four guys. We don’t know shit about them or why they’re trying to start shit. They may as well be ghosts.”
“We’ll find ‘em.”
I could hear him take a drag on his cigarette before he replied. “This isn’t just suspicion now, and it ain’t only about protecting the Doc, even if you did make her one of us. They stole from us and tried to tag our property as theirs.”
“What’s the plan?”
“We’ll go over it tomorrow. I’m going to get some sleep in case I have to beat the shit out of someone tomorrow. You should do the same.”
I shoved my phone into my pocket, headed upstairs and slid back into bed beside Hannah.
I woke the next morning with my nose pressed against the smooth skin of Hannah’s neck. The blanket was soft and warm against my skin and everything smelled good and clean.
I was also hard enough to pound nails.
The hem of Hannah’s sleep shirt had ridden up a little and my rough hand was pressed against the delicate, bare skin of her stomach. Fuck, what I wouldn’t give to slide my hand a little lower, breach the top band of her shorts and keep going south until I found the heat of her center.
The day was going to be hell and likely I had orders waiting for me on my cell.
I started to roll away from Hannah, my hand slipping over her skin, but before I could get far, she caught my hand with hers and gently tugged me back into position.
I came to rest against her again, my erection pressed against her supple ass.
With her hand over mine, she guided my fingers along her skin, not down between her thighs like I had pictured, but up under her top and over her very bare breast. Her whole body shuddered before I’d even gotten to her nipple and when I gave her breast an experimental squeeze, she pressed her ass harder against my dick.
Lying on the pillow beside her, I adjusted so I could see over her shoulder and slowly raised the hem of her top until both of her beautiful breasts were on display.
She had delicate, upturned nipples that were rising and falling as if she’d run a marathon.
I pressed my lips to the back of her neck and gave one nipple a gentle squeeze.
“Mmm,” she hummed her approval, her ass pressing against me again.
I’d never had a woman react this strongly to nipple play before, and fuck, it was the hottest thing I had ever seen.
I used my index finger to draw a circle wide around her nipple, not touching it, but getting closer and closer.
Before I’d even gotten to the peak she was shaking and letting out sweet little moans.
When her ass pressed against me again, I shoved back and flipped her onto her back. I spread her legs wide and knelt between them. Her hair was splayed across the pillow and she looked like a horny little angel.
Daisy and the pups were still in bed with us, but they jumped down to the floor and curled up on a pile of dirty laundry.
I pulled the hem of her top up over her head but kept it around her arms. I moved her two wrists together up over her head, causing her breasts to rise and point towards me. “Keep your hands right there and I’ll make you come harder than you have in your life.”
She gave a shuddering nod.
I put my palms flat on her stomach, feeling it tremble before sliding them slowly up until I had one of her breasts in each hand. I massaged them a few times before resting one thumb on each nipple and moving them in circles.
Her eyes fluttered closed and her back arched off the bed.
“You like that?”
“Yes. Please.”
I had a pretty good idea what she was begging for, so I increased the pressure and moved my thumbs faster. After a minute of watching her writhe under me, I switched to using my palms for the same thing. I had calluses upon calluses and they were working for me now as I abraided her tender skin.
Her mouth fell open so I closed my hands, taking each nipple between my thumb and fingers and tugging gently on each one.
“Moose,” she said in a whisper before pulling her bottom lip between her teeth. The front of my boxers were wet with precum as I watched her body light up like the fucking Fourth of July.
Unable to stand not having a taste, I leaned down and took one bud between my teeth, teasing the end with my tongue.
Hannah gave a loud, long moan and one of the dogs replied with a few quick barks.
If Hannah noticed, she didn’t let on. I alternated between each breast, nipping, tugging and teasing each one as her breathing came faster and faster.
I snuck a hand up the leg of her shorts, finding her center already slick with arousal.
I circled her soaking clit with my thumb only a half a dozen times before her muscles started to tense. I sucked her nipple harder into my mouth, moving my tongue faster as her whole body convulsed under me.
Her hands slid into my hair and she groaned and shook, holding my head hard against her chest, as if I would go anywhere.
“Oh my goodness. I’ve never… no one’s ever… I mean, I knew they were sensitive but that was…” She ran a hand over her face without completing her thought.
I gave myself a mental pat on the back.
When she started to come back to earth, she looked up at me and her cheeks flushed pink.
“You may be the smart one of the two of us, Doc, but I learned something new today.”
She adjusted her head on the pillow. “Yeah, and what’s that?”
“That all I have to do to turn you into human Jell-O is spend quality time with your sexy tits. An actual win-win situation.”
She snorted a laugh and turned redder. “I don’t know about Jell-O.”
“No,” I arched an eyebrow at her clear challenge and laid a hand on her ribs, ideally flicking my finger back and forth over her still peaked nipple.
She held my gaze for a moment that was pure defiance before her eyes fluttered closed. “Okay, you’re right. Jell-O.”
“Hey, it isn’t a bad thing. At least I don’t think so, obviously,” I gestured to my dick that was so hard it was getting painful. I didn’t expect Hannah to want to have sex after what happened last night. But as she reached for the hem of my boxers, I wasn’t about to turn her away.
I wasn’t that noble.
Just as her fingers brushed the skin of my abs I heard the very distinct sound of my cell phone ringing from my jacket pocket. “Fuck. I should get that.” I kissed her quickly, once on the lips and once on the nipple, before rooting in my jacket and grabbing my phone.
Hannah watched me intently from the bed, not bothering to cover her bare chest.
Add that to the list of things I loved about this girl.
“Yeah?” I said, answering Deadeye’s call.
When I heard his reply, I let out a string of curses and started grabbing for my jeans.