Spinning my wife around, I stroked my growing cock as she arched her back, getting ready for me. Fucking water—it was worst damn anti-lube there was. Shower sex always seemed like a better idea until I was ready to fuck Cass and remembered what a terrible idea it actuallyis.
I spit in my hand, rolling my fingers over her slick opening, teasing her abit.
Cass whimpered loudly, “Please,baby…”
Gently, I thrust into her, letting her walls hug my cock tightly.Best feeling in theworld.
My head fell to her shoulder as my teeth sank inagressively.
“Damn it, Ax! Fuck me hard!” she criedout.
That was all I needed to hear. I slammed her forcefully against the wall, giving her exactly what she wanted—rough andfast.
Cass’s body quaked as I reached around to play with her swelling bud. In a matter of minutes, she was a puddle in myarms.
“Holy shit,” she said breathlessly as I pulled out ofher.
I glanced at the large clock over the tub.Shit.I would have towait.
Hugging her to me, I let her regain steadiness. “I love you,Cassidy.”
“And I love you. We’ll finish this later?” She shot me a little simper, running her hand over the skull and bones on mypec.
I nodded. “Unfortunately, baby. At least you got yours. That’s what I really careabout.”
* * *
“Hey, man! Right on time,”Buck called over to me from across the paved lot where he’d parked his Harley. He was leaning up against it smoking the end of a fatCuban.
“Come on, Tank.” I held the door of my white Bronco for my dog as he hopped out of the front seat and trotted next to my side. “Mornin’.”
Buck followed me to the front door of the storage warehouse I’d bought when I started my security company with his help when I decided to earn a living legitimately. It had been beneficial for all of us and quickly turned into a pretty lucrativeendeavor.
“Early shipment?” I asked, flipping on the lights and leading the way to my backoffice.
Slumping down in a chair, he ran his hand over his weathered face. “Yeah…something likethat.”
“That doesn’t sound good.” I cocked my head to the side, taking my seat across from him with a huff. “What’s up,man?”
“The club needs a favor. We need you to hold some product for the Renegades for a while.” He refused to make eye contact with me. He knew what he was asking was more than I was willing togive.
Even though I knew the answer, in a low voice, I asked, “It’s fucking drugs, isn’tit?”
He palmed the end of the desk. “I’m not going to sugarcoat this one, Ax. They got their hands on a pharmaceutical connect and need to store it while they figure out where to unloadit.”
I leaned back in my chair. I was fine with storing guns and ammo for the club; I was used to that shit, but this was a whole otheranimal.
“Stolen?” I rubbed the back of my neck where my hair met the collar of my dressshirt.
He noddedslowly.
“Fuck, brother.” Cracking my fingers, I forced myself to not tell him to fuckoff.
“This relationship is important to us.” He forcefully exhaled as he looked me dead in the eyes. “We’ve been in good standing with their organization for over two decades now. This is as important to us as it is tothem.”
I shook my head. “It’s important toyou. I’m out,remember?”
Looking down at the long sleeves of my button-down, I pictured all my ink: theSemper Fion the inside of my bicep, theFear none, respect fewon my forearm, and every other tattoo that stained my skin from my past life. They all acted as reminders of who I was now and the man I used to be. I was supposed to black out the club’s ink, but they let me keep it, probably in hopes that I would change my mind and rejoin the table, but that wasn’t in the cards. I was playing with a new deck now and here was my best friend trying to deal an outdatedhand.