I place one finger at her entrance and tease her, only sticking a small bit in at a time. I smile when her fluid trickles out of her pussy. She pushes back trying to get my finger deeper inside of her and I pull out completely taking my tongue away too. Her head whips around staring at me with hooded eyes.

“Who’s in charge, Angel?” Her head drops.

“You.”

“That’s right.” I slap her right ass cheek with enough force to leave a small red mark, but not enough to hurt. Her body rocks back and forth. My tongue moves back to her luscious pussy, diving deep, along with my index finger moving it just enough to find that special spot inside and I rub.

She tightens around my finger and I pull back licking her pussy, but staying away from her clit. She moans and her head falls down to the pillows on the bed. I pull completely away then plunge my dick fully inside of her in one thrust, her back arches off the bed. I place my hand on the center of her back pushing her back down. “Oh God…” she moans.

“No… G.T. baby.” I smirk and start moving in and out of her tight pussy, her juices covering every inch of me. I watch myself glide in and it sends electricity coursing through my veins. My spine comes to awareness and my balls draw up tight. I don’t hold back. I can’t. Each thrust deeper and harder than the next. Each one feels like I’m trying to climb inside Angel’s body and never escape. And right now, that’s exactly what I want to do.

My hand reaches around to her clit and I rub it methodically and strong. Angel tightens around me and screams my name loud enough to shake the walls. Sweat trickles down my back falling into the crack of my ass and I become relentless. Each thrust tears any self-control I had away.

“Come again.” I say flicking my fingers on her clit continually.

She moans and just like that, detonates clenching around my dick. Two more rough thrusts and she milks me for everything I have. I slowly keep pumping until all the aftershocks subside.

I pull out slowly and watch my cum trickle out of Angel’s body. Fuck. She collapses down to the bed with her eyes closed. I should get a wash cloth and clean her up, but the thought of my cum being inside of her clouds my judgment. I pull her into my arms and kiss her soundly. We fall into an exhausted sleep.


 Three days later

Pounding on the door jostles me awake. Angel’s warm body is curled against mine and I don’t want to fucking move. She has had a rough few days and I don’t want to wake her yet. I move slowly away from her body and put my jeans on not bothering to zip them up.

Opening the door, Becs is standing there with his hands in his pockets. “Yeah.”

“Gotta tell Dewey our answer. Leave in thirty.” He smirks and walks away.

I shut the door and head to the bathroom. Since the party, the brothers gave Angel and I some room, which meant we haven’t left the bed and I’ve loved every fucking minute of it. After a very tearful goodbye with Bella, Angel’s smile radiates daily. I love that I’m the one that put it there.

Dewey’s been blowing up my damn phone about this fucking deal. He put it on the back burner after the shit went down, but now he’s back and will soon be pissed. While the load is a shit ton of money, for what he wants, it’s not worth it. The risk is too great for the profit. Ravage is all about profit, but the risks need to fall in there too and what’s best for the club. This would take the entire club down and it’s not something that we are willing to do.

I look at the bed and the beautiful woman lying in it. Her blonde and black hair cascades over the pillows as she lies on her back, head turned. Her arms rest under her pillow propping her up. I love how calm and peaceful she looks in my bed.

I brush her hair over and lightly kiss her forehead and she awakens. “Hey.” Her voice groggy.

“Hey. Gotta go to work. Be back later.” She smiles.

“K.” I lean down kissing her soft lips. I pull away and she catches her teeth in her bottom lip pulling it tight. I shake my head, the little temptress.

“Bye.”

“Be careful.” She whispers as if she shouldn’t say it.

“Always.” I smile and close the door behind me. Sooner we get this shit taken care of, the sooner I can get back and bury myself in my girl.

“Well look-e-there! G.T… he lives.” Dagger laughs. I follow and touch my thumb to the side of my mouth pushing my lip tight. The guys sit around a large table in the main room. Ma and Princess must be making breakfast.

“Jealousy is always great first thing in the morning.” I take a seat.

“Fuck. I’d be gone too if I were buried in that shit.” Rhys leans back in his chair putting his hands above his head resting back.

“Tell me about it.” I grumble thinking of the naked woman in my bed waiting for me. “Can we do this shit so we can get back?”

“Already pussy whipped.” Pops shakes his head and I glare at him.

“Not whipped. Just like my pussy.” I pull out a smoke, roll it between my teeth and light it.

“Alright. Serious for a minute.” Pops yells, we all lean up to the table and nod our heads. His voice low. “Gotta pull all resources and find Paine. This shit’s not going away and when he comes back, it’ll be worse. I’ve got a meeting with Princess’s friend Deara and her crew in a couple of days. I’m also pulling my contacts and getting them on our side. This shit is done. I want it done. Now.”

Ma and Princess come walking to the table and Pops stops and smiles. “Hey boys. Here ya go, eat up.” Ma says putting plates of food in front of each of us. Princess leans down kissing Cruz.

“Casey still asleep?” She asks me pointedly.

“Yeah. Wore her out.” I laugh shaking my head.

“I want a chat when you’re done with your run.” She says walking away.

“What the fuck was that shit?” I bark to Cruz.

“Don’t ask me.” He shovels food in his mouth. “I’m sure you did something to piss her off.”

“I’m sure I did.” After eating, we set off to find Dewey.

Casey


I am in the epitome of adult hell. It has to be. It has to be a place where adults go when they’ve done something terribly horribly wrong to pay their penance. I don’t know how the hell I got roped in to coming here. I don’t know how the hell I allowed myself to. I take that back I do know how. A pair of baby blue eyes that look so full of hope and want that I couldn’t say no. Now I’m paying for it.

“What the hell is this place?” I stare in wonder looking around at all the huge ass contraptions that are filled with air and bouncing all around. On one wall is a huge climbing wall with ropes hanging down from the ceiling and kids climbing up. In the far corner, games line the walls with lights flashing. Colors. Holy shit. I’ve never seen so many colors in one building.

“This… is Fun Time.” Princess answers sighing in defeat. “I only bring Cooper here every once in a while.”

“I can see why. This is insane.” The noise billows out from everywhere, screams, music, whistles, horns… everything.

“He’ll only play for about an hour and then he’ll be tuckered out and sleep for a while.” She smiles. “It’s my bonus for putting up with this shit.”

We walk in and my eyes scan the entire area. Kids run in every different direction with adults in black and white referee shirts trying to get them to stop running to no avail. Some parents pay attention to their kids while others are on their laptops without a care in the world.

“Aunt Casey… You pay with me?”

Cooper looks up at me and I have no choice but to answer. “Of course.” And take his small hand. We walk through the maze of kids, parents and toys and people turn and stare at us. I have no doubt it’s not to see mine or Harlow’s beautiful faces or Cooper’s adorable one. No. It’s the two brooding men standing behind us who got suckered into coming.

Tug and Buzz walk with their hands in their pockets, scoping the place with scowls on their faces. When we decided to go, G.T. and Cruz were already working and since we are not able to go anywhere without guys, Buzz and Tug got the short end of the stick. Damn do I feel bad for them. Shit. I feel bad for me. I am happy though that Tug and G.T. worked out their issues, makes life a whole lot easier.

Cooper pulls my arm. “Come on!” He yells and we take off.

After what feels like hours instead of the few minutes we are actually playing, Cooper turns his sights to Tug and Buzz pulling them into the mass of bodies.

“I like bringing you three. Less work for me.” Harlow laughs eating her nachos.

“Yeah. Next time I’ll know what my answer will be.” I smirk. I watch all the little ones run around and have fun. It’s seriously a lot to take in. A little girl with blonde pigtails runs in front of us falling to the ground. I leap up and pull her up as she starts crying. “Are you okay?” I ask. Worried that she has hurt herself.

“Mommy!” She screams as loud as she can and a large woman with blonde hair comes directly in front of me. Somehow Tug is right behind me in a moment.

The woman eyes me bends down and picks up the little girl. “You alright, baby?” She coos.

“I falleded.” She cries.

“It’s alright.” The woman looks at me. “Thank you.” And leaves. I try my damnedest to tap down the thoughts of Mia, it proves difficult, but I do it and smile at Harlow.

“You okay?” She asks grabbing my hand as I sit back down.

“Yep.”

“Hey what do ya say we go out tonight and have some fun?”

“Like what?” Fun sounds good.

“We’ll go over to Studio X, have a few drinks, learn a few new tricks and the guys can come hang out when they get back.”

“Sounds good.”

* * *

We move from one noisy place to the next, but at least this one has booze and lots of it. I throw back my shot, slam my glass on the table and watch the woman slide up and down the pole.

“She new?” She is nothing like what was here before I left. This woman is timid and shy to show her body. If that’s the truth, she’s got the wrong job.

“Yeah. Only been here about a week. Still getting the hang of it.”

I nod and watch as the woman’s hands shake as she unclasps her bra. As soon as her song is finished, she gathers her clothes faster than I ever thought possible and exits out the back. I raise my eyebrow at Princess.

“Told one of the other girls I’d give her a chance. This is it.” She shrugs. “Blaze is next.”

I smile. I hadn’t seen her since before I left for school and it’s no one’s fault but my own. Just like everyone else, I didn’t call. I should have. Next to Harlow and Bella, she’s the closest thing I have to a friend. The thing I love about her is she’s so self-contained. She’s strong, independent and doesn’t take shit from anyone. And she doesn’t sleep with brothers. Shit, she probably goes a few towns over if she wants some just in case.

She’s a very savvy business woman and seriously smart. When I left she only had a small bit of college left, I’m sure by now she’s graduated. She told me once that if men wanted to pay for her school, let them. And she has. Music begins booming even louder through the speakers and out walks the famous Blaze, but in real life Taryn McKnight is only known by a few.

Her body is curved to perfection, boobs spilling out over her top. What gets me about Blaze is the confidence she radiates while she’s up on the stage. It amazes me that she has that same confidence when she walks off. Drives the men wild. Every single one of them right now would give every penny they have to spend one night with her. But she never has.

Blaze’s body sways to the music. Her hands move up and down her body from the tips of her toes to the top of her breasts and into her brunette hair that cascades down her back. She wraps her leg around the pole and does these twirls and slides, proving just how damn strong her legs and arms really are. She has to have the whole room panting because I’m right there with them. G.T. can’t get here soon enough.

Blaze’s clothes fall to the ground piece by piece. I look over to a very enthralled Tug, who is adjusting his jeans and smile. To me, those two would make an ideal couple, not that I plan on being matchmaker any time soon. Hell, I barely have my own shit together. Blaze finishes her dance and the lights on the stage go black. Cheers and whistles bring the house down and Harlow smiles.

“She’s something. I want to go say hi.” I yell over the noise. Harlow takes my hand and pulls me through the sea of men trying to get a piece of Blaze. Even I know that she’s already locked up backstage so none of them can get to her.