Chapter 33
Smokehouse
I grinned as I led Dani into Lock’s office. He was going to be pissed if he found out. Maybe I’d leave some evidence for him to find. Then he’d be stuck wondering where else I was going to fuck my old lady around this place. The answer was everywhere.
“Are we supposed to be in here?” Dani whispered.
His door had been unlocked. That was his first mistake. Wasn’t my problem he hadn’t secured the place. He knew better than that with Butcher and Toxic around. This was just my way of reminding him not to get complacent.
“Yup,” I responded.
“We should go-” She broke off when I spun and pulled her against my body. She sank into the kiss and my satisfaction rose.
I loved that I could talk her into pretty much anything.
My wildcat was a hellion in bed–and other surfaces.
I reached down, stripping her panties off, as we kissed.
It was a desperate meeting of mouths, as though we couldn’t get enough.
And we couldn’t. I wanted to spend the rest of my life sinking into her willing body as often as possible.
“Smoke,” she gasped when I spun us.
Kicking the door shut, I spun her again. I pushed down between her shoulder blades and laid her out over the surface of the desk. I didn’t bother to undress, just unzipped my pants and pulled my dick out.
I was already hard and aching and it only took one brush of my fingers beneath her pretty dress to realize her pussy was soaking wet.
“Have you been thinking about me?” I growled in her ear as I leaned over her body.
I was careful not to put any weight on her.
The last thing I wanted was her stomach pressing into the desk.
“What?”
“You’re drenched, Wildcat. Have you been thinking about me sinking this huge cock into your pussy?”
Her moan was an admission. She arched her back, rubbing her ass against me.
“Dirty girl.” I leaned back and flipped the skirt of her dress up until it revealed her sexy little ass. My hand roamed over her cheeks as she waited for me to do something. She was panting, as eager for this as I was. It made me feel a little less bad about the quickie she was about to get.
Normally, I took the time to drive her mad with lust, but there wasn’t time for that. Someone would come check on us sooner or later. Not to mention my cock ached so bad my eyes were nearly crossing. I needed to be inside her, feeling her needy pussy clenching around me.
I didn’t wait for her to start begging, just lined my dick up and thrust forward.
“Ah!”
Freezing, I looked down at her. She had her cheek lying against the wooden surface. “Shit. Did I hurt you?”
“No!” she wailed. “But I’m going to hurt you if you don’t stop stalling!”
A grin spread over my face. “Whatever my old lady wants, she gets,” I told her and punctuated the statement with a deep thrust.
This time when she cried out, I knew it was in pleasure. I set a hard rhythm, giving her everything she asked for. She was chanting, “More, more, harder. Oh God, Smoke! Faster.”
The legs of the desk scraped against the floor as I fucked her as hard as she begged. Reaching below her hips, I found her clit and rubbed in circles until she was screaming and coming.
Sweat beaded on my forehead. It was a fucking furnace in here. I watched Dani writhing below me, enjoying seeing her lost in the throes of an orgasm. She was so fucking sexy.
She clenched around me again and I lost it. I exploded. Violent sensations took over my system as I came inside her. Grunting in pleasure, my body locked up while an orgasm rocked my system.
Leaning over, I laid my forehead on the middle of her back. We both took a few moments to catch our breath. Her laughter pulled me back to the land of the living.
“What’s so funny?”
“I can’t believe we did that,” she said in between laughter.
“Next time it’s going to be the church table.”
“Isn’t that like…sacrilegious or something?” she asked.
I stood up and slid out of her, flipping her dress back down to cover her ass, then spun her around so I could kiss her. “It’ll be fucking hilarious.”
She made a face.
“What?”
“Nothing.”
“What?”
“Your cum just slid down my leg.” Her tone was accusing, but all she did was give me an unamused look when I broke out laughing.
“Good. Leave it there. We should get back out to the party.” I tugged her out of the room and shut the door.
I left the desk exactly where it was, a few feet from where it should be and at an angle.
I also left Dani’s panties in there. It would be fun to let Lock try to figure out who’d fucked on top of his desk.
Dani insisted on going to wash off, leaving me to head back out to the party. I grinned as I watched her walk up the stairs. Who would have known that there was a perfect woman for me? Or that she was a sexy little teacher?
* * *
Stretching in the doorway, I stared over the grounds, grinning when I saw all my brothers mixing with the Austin and Wyoming guys. Everyone was always so fucking busy with their own lives, we rarely got the chance to get together.
I didn’t know any of the Wyoming chapter guys before this morning, but as soon as Toxic had introduced me to his cousin, Cynic, and the seven others who’d made the trip down to help us out, I knew I was going to like them. “Did you get something to drink?” I asked as Cynic walked by.
He and the others were on patrol, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t have a good time right alongside us. We were all brothers. Cynic grinned and held up a red plastic cup. “Kit set us up. Don’t worry, my guys can hold their liquor and still do their job.”
I chuckled. “If you’re related to Toxic, then you need three shots just to be sober.”
He laughed and continued on with his patrol.
I did a quick sweep of the grounds before heading over to where the lights and music were filling the night air.
Letting out a low, evil chuckle as I spotted Bass standing around talking with Axel, I made my way over to them.
There had been a misunderstanding between Bass and I the first time we’d met.
I’d hit on his old lady, though they were split at the time, and it had nearly ended with us brawling in the middle of Steel and Remi’s wedding reception.
Walking up behind him, I slapped my hand down on his shoulder. “How’s Jules doing?” I asked with a wicked grin.
Bass’s eyes narrowed, but then a laugh broke through his tough guy act. He and I slapped each other’s backs as we hugged. “She’s good,” he told me.
“Glad to hear it. We wouldn’t want her getting bored and coming to find me.”
“You’re such a fucking dick,” Axel said with a chuckle.
That was my job. Official shit stirrer. It was a duty I took seriously. Shaking Axel’s hand, I motioned to the crowd. “Everyone looks damn good.”
“Never thought there’d be a time where I’d be completely out of the life,” Axel admitted, his dark eyes flicking over to where his wife, Ming, was standing.
“Getting bored?” I asked.
“Fuck no,” Bass said with a smile. “New shit is taking up our time these days.”
“Like being a father?”
He nodded. “Heard you’re about to become one, too.” He raised a brow in question.
“Yeah. Who’d have thought?”
“Congratulations, Brother,” Axel told me.
“Thanks.” I looked over to where Julie and Ming were playing with Bass’s boys. The twins were technically his late sister’s, but Bass and Julie were their parents now. “How’s that going?” I asked, motioning to them.
“Never thought about kids,” Bass admitted. “Not at my age, but seriously, they’re the best thing that ever happened to me. Them and Jules.”
“I get that,” I replied, and for once, I really did.
A lanky teenager walked up and I grinned and wrapped my arm around his shoulders. “How’s it going, J?” I asked, rubbing my knuckles over his head. He was fourteen now and had that anti-social scowl on his face that only teens could master.
“Fine.” He smoothed down the hair I’d messed up, but didn’t fight to get away. I caught the edge of a smile. It was hard to tell his expression because his hair was so long it was hanging over his eyes like a sheepdog’s.
“Doesn’t your dad make you cut this shit?” I asked, messing his hair up again.
He huffed out a sigh. “Not really.” He finally shoved away from me and fixed his hair again. “I do what I want.”
“Oh, really.” I chuckled. He was all piss and vinegar and I remembered being the same as a kid. “Pretty soon you’re going to look like Riptide.”
Jared turned his head and studied the man in question. He shrugged. “That’s fine.”
We all laughed.
“What’s so funny?” Anna asked, walking up to us smiling.
She was holding her little girl, Aella. She’d had her about five months ago and the baby was somehow the perfect mix of Riggs and Anna.
Her eyes were still a deep blue, but they were beginning to edge toward a darker gray like her dad’s and she had her mom’s beautiful dark hair.
Riggs sent over photos when she was born and she’d come into the world with dark hair that stuck straight up in the air.
The Austin guys shared what was happening with them often and we all appreciated it.
We managed to make it to all the weddings, but now that the couples were having kids it was going to take some work to make it to the parties they’d likely throw.
We’d missed the party for Aella’s birth, something we had all been disappointed about.
Aella stuffed her chubby hand into her mouth, then waved it around when she saw her brother.
Jared had been a kid that Riggs had found on the streets.
The twelve-year-old had been making his own way in the world, but now that he was with his family he’d lost the haunted look in his eyes.
He’d also filled out a lot. It was obvious that the guys had him working out with them.
He’d gone from a scrawny pre-teen to looking healthy.
He held out his hands and Anna passed Aella over.
“I swear she only wants to be held by him,” Anna said with a laugh.
“I don’t mind, Mom,” Jared said, sharing the smile with her. He bounced the baby in his arms.
“Sorry we didn’t make the party, Anna,” I told her.
“You guys were busy,” she replied. “I understand how that is.”
She would. Any of these women would. Their own men had been like us before.
They’d quit the criminal lifestyle for their families.
Not that they didn’t still operate as a club.
They rode, did charity events, and found plenty to keep themselves busy.
Whenever we didn’t make it, it meant we were doing something more violent. Like burning down a cult.
Steel and Riggs wandered over. The brothers were like walking biceps. Matching gray gazes missed nothing as they went, but the brothers certainly had different personalities. Riggs let out a booming laugh as he said something to his brother. Steel just shook his head. They stopped near us.
“We going to do something to make this party interesting?” Riggs asked, mischief flashing in his eyes.
“That’s my cue,” Toxic said, walking up behind me.
Turning, I frowned. “How the fuck do you do that?”
“Do what?” There was an innocent look on his face.
“Re-spawn out of thin air like that?” I explained.
“Not sure what you mean, Brother,” he said, looking perplexed.
“Re-spawning is what happens when your video game character dies, then reappears,” Jared supplied in a helpful tone.
“Uh.” Toxic’s brows pulled together in confusion.
“That fucker’s too old for video games,” Cynic said walking up. “Tried to get him to play them a million times.”
Everyone chuckled. Toxic was only forty-one, but it was fun giving him a hard time.
“Too much shit to do to sit in front of a TV,” he replied with a shrug.
“What could you possibly have to do?” Gunnar asked as he and Bridget walked up.
Gunnar and Toxic exchanged a back breaking hug.
The two of them had become fast friends.
It seemed like Toxic was the perfect friend for men who had quick tempers.
He was so mellow most of the time it evened them out.
Plus, he had an innate ability to redirect their temper.
“There’s alcohol to drink and women to fuuuu-” He broke off, clearing his throat as Anna and Bridget shot him a glare. He looked over at Jared. “Sorry, Kid.”
Jared just shrugged. “I know about fucking.”
That caused an uproar. Suddenly everyone circled around us just in time to catch that admission. Jared’s face turned a dull red.
“How- What?” Anna’s eyes narrowed on her husband. “Riggs,” she growled.
“What?” he asked, looking sheepish.
“I told you guys to keep it clean around him,” she sighed.
“He’s fourteen,” Cade pointed out. “Sex is like air to a fourteen-year-old who can’t get any.”
“Who said I can’t get any?” Jared squawked.
All the women gave each other knowing looks while the men started hassling him. I laughed and started to join in on the good-natured ribbing when a shout drew my attention.
Turning, I watched as one of Cynic’s guys came running up, out of breath. My stomach sank. I’d been waiting for Dani to join us out here. I searched between here and the clubhouse, hoping my gut feeling was wrong. It wasn’t.
“Some asshole just took your old lady,” Torque gasped out. He was a younger kid, probably around twenty-two, or twenty-three. “He shoved her in a car and took off. It happened so fast that I didn’t have a chance to do anything.”
“Tucson guys,” Lockout called, “with me.”
“We’ll go, too,” Cynic offered.
“Thanks,” Lock said by way of agreement. He met Cade’s worried gaze. “Will you watch over everyone here?”
“Of course. Anything you need,” Cade responded.
I was already heading to my bike and only caught the exchange as I moved away.
It wasn’t hard to guess who had grabbed Dani.
I was kicking myself for not sticking by her side.
She’d insisted I come out to hang out with the others while she washed up.
I shouldn’t have listened. Now she was with that shit stain.
“Smokehouse.” I looked over at Torque as he loped along beside me. “I’m so sorry.” He was a prospect for the Wyoming Chapter. Seemed like a great kid.
“This isn’t your fault, Torque,” I told him.
I wasn’t so out of my mind with worry that I couldn’t comfort him.
It was just Eli, after all. That fucker was going to end up dead tonight though.
I was finished with his bullshit. We were already on the hook for a fight with Fremont and The Italians.
Killing and disposing of Eli wasn’t going to do much now.
The sound of bikes starting up was sweet music to my ears. Nothing would keep me from getting to Dani.