6. Cognac
COGNAC
When she finally passed out from Void’s choke hold I scooped her up.
This crazy little vixen was more challenging than we’d planned to deal with.
I had no fucking clue who she was when I started dancing with her.
All I saw was a small sexy tatted woman who I had to get my hands on.
I never expected to find someone like her at one of Gaby’s parties, she had certain rules about who she associated with.
Holding her sexy body against mine made my dick twitch.
I still hadn’t managed to get it to calm the fuck down from her rubbing her pussy all over my leg.
Never had I been so turned on with so many clothes still on my body.
I grinned at Void as he groaned getting up off the ground small cuts all over his bare arms.
“That crazy —”
“Careful you don’t want to wake her up,” I said, cutting off Void knowing what he was going to say.
“That crazy pint size demon just tossed me through a sliding glass door.” Void said, shaking his head staring at her with wide eyes. “Who the fuck does that?”
“Two Tricks’ enforcer,” Sprocket said, making his way out of the room followed by Eagle and Picasso.
“When that snitch told us she was his enforcer I thought he meant that she just told them where to hit. Not that she would do the hit herself,” Picasso said, narrowing his eyes at the woman in my arms.
“We better get out of here quickly, no telling who heard the fight or if she managed to call for backup,” Sprocket suggested.
“I’ll take her in her car so it’s not left here for Gaby to deal with.” I said striding through the yard to the back gate that we entered through.
The guys followed me silently as we checked to make sure we wouldn’t be seen leaving with an unconscious woman in my arms. Eagle went to the valet and handed over the ticket that we grabbed from her purse. My jaw dropped when I saw the sexiest Camero pull up.
“Fuck, you have to agree she’s got good taste,” Sprocket said, looking like he was going to come in his pants from just looking at it.
Eagle met us at the end of the driveway and rolled down the window. “I think it’s best if I get her to the compound. Not sure I trust any of you not to take a joyride in this thing.”
Picasso opened the door for me and I begrudgingly slid her into the seat and buckled her in. “Can’t say I trust you not to do the same Pres.”
Eagle just flashed me a shit eating grin as I closed the door and he peeled out into the night.
“Were fucked,” Picasso said after we all stood watching until the tail lights disappeared.
“Royally fucked,” Void growled heading off to where we parked the bikes.