Chapter 11
ELEVEN
ROOK
Church is the usual bullshit, Pres droning on about territory and the next run, smoke hanging thick in the air. Piston’s sitting right beside me, knee bouncing like he’s got ants in his pants. I’m trying to look halfway focused when my phone vibrates in my cut.
I slip it out under the table and open the messages. The second I see Scarlett’s name my dick pays attention.
Scarlett: I can’t stop thinking about the way your fingers felt inside me…
The next one hits right after.
Scarlett: I’m so wet right now just remembering it.
I type fast, keeping the phone low.
Me: Scarlett. Stop. I’m in church right now with the whole fucking club around me.
Scarlett: I took my panties off for you…
My cock is instantly hard, straining against my jeans. I shift in my seat, trying not to draw attention. Piston glances over, but I shoot him a warning look.
Me: Baby, I mean it. You gotta stop. If you keep sending me shit like this I’m gonna lose my damn mind in front of everyone.
Scarlett: But I need you…
Me: I know you do. And I’m gonna come find you the second church is over. You better be waiting for me with that pretty pussy ready, because I’m not gonna be gentle after this teasing.
I send it, then quickly type one more.
Me: Now be a good girl and stop until I get there. I’ll take care of you soon, Scarlett. Real soon.
I shove my phone back in my pocket, breathing through my nose, trying to will my hard-on down while Pres keeps talking. My leg is bouncing now too. Piston gives me a look like I’ve lost my fucking mind. I have.
This meeting can’t end fast enough. As soon as that gavel hits, I’m going straight to her. And she’s going to pay for every filthy word she just sent.
The second Pres slams the gavel down, I’m out of my chair. I don’t even wait for the usual bullshit chatter. I pull my phone out and call her as I stride down the hallway.
Scarlett answers on the second ring. “Hey…”
“Where are you?” My voice is rough, still keyed up.
“I’m at Perdition with the girls.”
“Stay there.” I hang up and head straight over, boots eating up the distance between the clubhouse and the bar. The second I push open the door to Perdition, my eyes find her like a heat-seeking missile.
She’s sitting at a high-top with Erica, Tessa, and Hadley, laughing at something, but the moment she spots me her smile falters.
Our eyes lock. Heat flares between us instantly.
I tilt my head toward the door, a clear command.
She doesn’t hesitate. She says something quick to the girls, slides off the stool, and follows me out.
The door barely shuts behind us before I grab her wrist and pull her around the side of the building, into the dark alley where no one can see. The second we’re hidden, I spin her around and slam my mouth down on hers.
The kiss is rough, hungry, all teeth and tongue.
I push her back against the brick wall, one hand fisting in her hair while the other palms her full tit, squeezing hard.
She moans into my mouth, the sound going straight to my cock.
“Teasing me like that in the middle of fucking church,” I growl against her lips, pinching her nipple through her top. “You’re gonna pay for that, baby.”
Scarlett whimpers, arching into my hand. Then her fingers are shoving down the front of my jeans, wrapping around my hard, throbbing cock. She squeezes me tight and starts stroking, bold as hell.
“Fuck,” I hiss, hips jerking into her grip. I squeeze her tits harder, kneading them roughly as I kiss her again, deeper, claiming her mouth while she jerks me off right there behind the bar.
I’m already thinking about bending her over and burying myself inside her. I pull back just enough to look at her, breathing hard, her hand still wrapped around my cock. “We’re leaving,” I growl against her mouth.
I don’t give her a chance to argue. I grab her hand, pull it out of my jeans, and start dragging her toward the bikes.
She follows eagerly, flushed and turned on.
I swing a leg over my Harley, steady it, and help her climb on behind me.
The second her arms wrap around my waist, I fire up the engine.
The ride to my house on the compound is only fifteen minutes, but it feels like fucking torture.
Scarlett’s pressed tight against my back, her tits rubbing into me with every turn.
Her hands start roaming, sliding up and down my chest, over my abs, then lower, teasing along the waistband of my jeans.
She even palms my hard cock through my pants a couple times, squeezing just enough to make me growl over the roar of the engine.
By the time I pull up in front of my house, I’m wound so tight I could snap. I kill the engine, swing off the bike, and haul her off with me. In one smooth motion I lift her up, her legs wrapping around my waist as I carry her inside.
The door barely clicks shut behind us before I slam her back against the nearest wall. We don’t make it any farther than the entryway.
My mouth crashes down on hers again, rough and demanding, while my hands shove her shirt up and yank her bra down. I fill my palms with her bare tits, squeezing and kneading them hard as she moans into the kiss.
“Been thinking about this pussy all fucking night,” I rasp, grinding my rock-hard cock against her core through our clothes. “You’re mine now, Scarlett. No more teasing.”
She whimpers, nails digging into my shoulders as I reach between us and start ripping at the button of her jeans. I’m not gentle. I want her. Right here. Right now.
I don’t even bother with the rest of her clothes.
I yank her jeans and panties down her thighs in one rough pull, letting them bunch around her knees.
My fingers dive between her legs and find her soaked, dripping for me.
“Fuck, baby. You’re drenched,” I groan, sliding two thick fingers inside her tight heat.
She clenches around me instantly, moaning loud enough to echo in the entryway.
I finger-fuck her hard and fast against the wall, my mouth latching onto her neck, sucking and biting while my thumb grinds against her swollen clit. Her hands are frantic, tugging at my belt, shoving my jeans and boxers down just enough to free my aching cock.
The second I spring out, heavy and leaking, she wraps both hands around me and strokes hard. “Rook… please,” she begs, voice breathy and desperate.
I pull my fingers out, grab her ass with both hands, and lift her higher. “Wrap your legs around me.”
She does, and I line up my cock with her dripping entrance. In one brutal thrust I bury myself balls-deep inside her.
“Fuuuck,” I growl against her throat. She’s so tight, so hot, squeezing me like a vice.
I start pounding into her right there against the wall, no mercy, no slow build. The sound of skin slapping skin fills the hallway as I fuck her hard and deep. Her tits bounce with every thrust. I drop my head and suck one nipple into my mouth, biting down just enough to make her cry out.
“That’s it, Scarlett. Take my cock like the dirty little tease you are,” I rasp, slamming into her again and again. “You send me those pictures and think I won’t wreck this pussy the second I get you alone?”
Her nails rake down my back, legs locked tight around my waist as she meets every thrust. I can feel her getting close already, her walls fluttering and pulsing around me.
I shift my angle, hitting that spot deep inside her with every stroke. “Come on my cock, baby. Let me feel it.”
She shatters with a broken moan, pussy clamping down on me so hard I almost lose it. I keep fucking her through it, drawing it out, until her whole body is shaking.
I’m not done.
I pull out, spin her around, and bend her over the entryway table.
Her hands slap against the wood for balance as I kick her legs wider and slam back into her from behind.
“Again,” I demand, one hand fisting her hair, the other gripping her hip hard enough to bruise.
“I want you to come on my cock until you can’t fucking walk. ”
I fuck her harder, deeper, the table creaking under us as I chase my own release. My balls slap against her clit with every brutal thrust. I’m so close. “Gonna fill this pussy up,” I growl, voice rough. “You’re gonna take every drop like a good girl.”
With one final, punishing thrust I bury myself to the hilt and come hard, pulsing deep inside her as I empty everything I’ve got. I keep grinding against her ass, milking every last bit while she trembles and moans beneath me.
We stay locked together, breathing ragged, my cock still buried inside her as I press a surprisingly soft kiss to the back of her neck.
I stay buried deep inside her for a long moment, savoring the way her pussy keeps fluttering and squeezing around my cock.
She’s still bent over the entryway table, trembling from the force of her orgasm.
I pull out slowly, making her whimper at the loss. Before she can recover, I spin her around, lift her up, and her legs instinctively wrap around my waist. I carry her like that, naked, slick, and wrapped around me.
Her legs are still locked around my waist as I walk. I kick my boots off along the way, then shove my jeans and boxers the rest of the way down my legs and step out of them. I rip my shirt over my head and toss it somewhere behind me.
By the time I reach the couch, Scarlett is already wiggling out of the rest of her clothes. The second I set her down on the cushions she’s completely naked, flushed and breathing hard, legs falling open for me.
I drop to my knees between her spread thighs like a man starved.
I start slow, kissing the inside of her knee, then higher up her soft thigh, biting gently as I go. Her breathing gets shallower the closer I get. When I reach the apex of her thighs I pause, just breathing in the sweet, musky scent of her soaked pussy.
“Look at this pretty pussy,” I murmur, voice low and rough. “Still dripping my cum and your own cream.”
I spread her open with both hands, thumbs pulling her puffy lips apart, and drag my tongue slowly up her slit. Scarlett jerks and moans, fingers threading into my hair. I groan at her taste, sweet, salty, fucking addictive, and dive in.
I devour her. My tongue licks broad and flat over her clit before I suck the swollen little bud into my mouth, flicking it hard.
Then I push my tongue inside her, fucking her with it while my nose grinds against her clit.
I eat her like I’m trying to ruin her for anyone else, messy, hungry, loud.
The wet sounds of me sucking and licking fill the living room.
“Rook…oh my god, ” she cries out, hips bucking against my face.
I growl against her pussy, the vibration making her thighs tremble. I slide two thick fingers back inside her, curling them against that spot I know drives her crazy, and focus my tongue on her clit, with fast, relentless circles.
Her hands tighten in my hair, pulling almost painfully as she starts grinding against my mouth.
“That’s it, baby,” I rasp between licks. “Ride my face. Use me. Come all over my tongue like a good little princess.”
I suck her clit hard and pump my fingers faster, determined to make her fall apart again. Her thighs start shaking around my head, and I know she’s close. I don’t stop. I want her to soak my face.
Scarlett comes hard with a broken cry, her pussy gushing against my tongue as she shakes and pulses around my fingers. I keep licking her through every wave, greedy for every drop, until she’s a trembling, whimpering mess.
When her body finally goes boneless, I rise from between her thighs, wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, and look down at her flushed, beautiful face. She’s watching me with hazy, satisfied eyes.
I don’t say a word. I just scoop her up bridal style, one arm under her knees and the other behind her back. She lets out a soft, surprised sound and wraps her arms around my neck as I carry her down the hallway to my bedroom.
I pull the covers back with one hand and gently lay her down on the mattress, then slide in behind her. I pull her back against my chest, spooning her tightly, and wrap both arms around her body, holding her close.
My hand rests possessively over her stomach as I bury my face in her hair, breathing her in. “Sleep, baby,” I murmur against the back of her neck, pressing a slow kiss there. “I’ve got you.”
Scarlett sighs contentedly and relaxes into me, her body fitting perfectly against mine. I hold her like that for the rest of the night, my arms never loosening knowing this is exactly where she belongs.