“So, club girls live with all of you?”
“Yeah—they get our protection and keep the place clean and do other… jobs.”
“Like cooking?”
“Mostly when Lena’s off. She’s the cook. Crossbones was her old man until he fucked my old lady.”
“That must’ve been awful,” she said.
“Fuckin’ sucked. It hit Lena real hard. Believe me, we’ve trashed the fuckers a lot over the years.” He chuckled. “Lena’s a good woman, but she’s still bitter as hell over the betrayal.”
“I think you are too.”
“Not really—I used to be.”
Her breath caught as Chains ran his fingers over her cheeks and along her jaw; her skin tingled at his touch.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said and moved her tousled hair aside. “Did you miss me?”
“Uh-huh,” she mumbled, her body hummed with awareness caused by the heat radiating from him.
“That’s good,” he whispered as he nuzzled her neck, his beard stubble prickly, his breath warm and soft.
Autumn tilted her head, giving him better access. Chains slowly licked the curve of her ear.
“You smell so good, baby,” he murmured against her skin.
She let out a small moan and fell against him.
Chains pulled back and slipped his fingers through her hair to hold her in place; then, he leaned in and melded their mouths together. Autumn’s lips parted, and as his tongue slid inside enough for her to taste him, she pressed closer, giving in to the prickle of electricity dancing throughout her body and sparking low in her belly.
Lips, tongues, and teeth tasted and probed deeper, relishing in wet, dark pleasure. Autumn sighed into Chain’s mouth, and he let out a low, feral growl as his hands gripped the hem of her purple nightie and slid it high on her thighs while he ground his erection against her—hard and demanding.
“Fuck, Autumn”—his fingers circled their way to her lace panties—“you’re already so wet for me,” he whispered, touching her through the fabric.
“Oh God… Chains.” Jumping from the contact, she arched into him, the tips of her breasts straining against the nightgown’s thin material.
Another deep, passionate kiss, then Chains dragged his lips away. His hot panting on Autumn’s neck had every one of her nerve endings on alert just before a sharp bite jolted her clit to a full throb. He savagely sucked on the flesh of her neck, and she had no doubt it would leave a disreputable mark, but at that moment, she didn’t give a rat’s ass.
Then that wicked mouth slid down to her breasts, and when he sucked a pebbled nipple through the fabric, Autumn thought she’d lose it. She gripped the nightshirt and flung it over her head, craving the feel of his lips on her bare skin.
With a satisfied growl, Chains flicked the throbbing nipple with the tip of his tongue before sucking it into his mouth, all the while his fingers pressed harder against her.
Autumn gasped. Breathing him in, she grabbed his hair and pulled on it recklessly.
“That feels good, doesn’t it?” His voice was husky and raw.
“Yes, it feels so fucking good.” She moaned, opening her legs a bit more.
As his tongue laved her breasts, he pinched her clit, rolling it back and forth, and then one of his fingers moved under her panties and slipped deep inside her.
“Oh, shit,” she groaned, bucking against him. Autumn reached out and yanked at the button of his jeans and pulled down the zipper. She heard him suck in a gasp of air as she reached into his pants; his cock was smooth and hard, and she curled her fingers around it, squeezing tightly.
“Fuck, darlin’,” he said, his voice hoarse.
“I want you so badly,” she whispered.
Chains bent down and kissed her hard and rough, then pulled away. His eyes never left hers as he kicked his boots off and shed his clothes. She stared at the broad expanse of his chest and licked her lips.He’s so damn sexy. Perfect, really.