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Then he cupped her chin and brushed his mouth against hers. He wasn’t gentle or nice and that was exactly what Sadie wanted. She didn’t even care that Katie and the other club whores were watching. At that moment, nothing else mattered but Priest’s hungry lips on hers, his hands on her body. He even gave her nipple a squeeze through the fabric of her shirt. Sadie let out an embarrassing groan.
“What time does your shift end?” Priest asked, breath warm against her ear.
“Midnight,” she answered.
“Then at exactly 12:05, I expect to find you in my bed, waiting and naked,” he whispered.
Hearing his order sent a thrill down her spine. “I can do that,” she said.
“Good girl,” he said, before pulling away.
Sadie maneuvered between the tables, taking orders, and delivering plates with practiced ease. Waitressing was like riding a bike to her. It was also one of her jobs but it became a challenge with Priest’s intense gaze fixed on her.
He occupied a table at the back and he followed her every move, his presence both distracting and oddly reassuring. Word must’ve spread among the MC brothers after Priest’s altercation with Shadow. The bikers, usually bold and loud, now kept a respectful distance. No sly remarks, no suggestive glances aimed at Sadie.
She stole occasional glances at Priest. It was both frustrating and endearing. As much as she wanted to focus on her job, Priest proved impossible to ignore. Sadie would have a talk with him after this shift, she decided. She checked the clock behind the bar and was glad her shift was finally over. She looked over her shoulder but Priest wasn’t at his usual spot.
“Don’t worry about it,” the bartender, Mick, said. “Saw him heading to Breaker’s office. He told me to tell you to head on upstairs.”
Sadie nodded, taking off her apron. Her heart beating with excitement and trepidation, she excused herself and headed back to his room.
Once inside, Sadie debated taking a quick shower. Priest was still talking to Breaker. She had time. Sadie hopped in the bathroom and after she was done toweling herself dry, she didn’t bother with clothes. She planned on following his instructions to the letter. Eying his bed, she wondered how she should pose herself. To her shame, she even tried a few positions that seemed sexy.
In the end, Priest walked in while she was simply sitting on the edge of the bed. Priest shut the door behind him, his gaze gleaming when he saw her there.
“I couldn’t decide on a position,” she admitted.
“You’re sexy as hell,” he said, taking off his jacket. “Lie on the bed.”
Relieved she hadn’t disappointed him yet, Sadie scooted upward until her head hit the pillow.
Priest stood in front of her, hastily peeling off his shirt. She licked her lips, admiring the black ink gracing his muscled chest and abs. Sadie crooked a finger at him and that got a laugh out of him. He sounded so carefree and looked more relaxed than she had ever seen him.
“Be patient, Angel,” he told her.
There it was again. His special nickname for her. Sadie wasn’t sure of it at first, because the word “angel” didn’t really describe her. Still, she decided she liked hearing it from Priest’s lips.
He then unbuckled his belt, held it, and walked to where she was. “Raise your hands above your head,” he said.
Priest must’ve seen the hesitation on her face, because he brushed his fingers against her cheek, the gesture so tender and sweet she realized she had nothing to fear from him at all.
“Do you trust me, Angel?” Priest asked.
“Yes, absolutely,” Sadie answered automatically.
“Good. Know that I’ll never ever hurt you. That the moment you tell me to stop, that you’re not comfortable with something, I’ll halt,” he said.
Sadie nodded, not trusting herself to speak. Priest used the belt to tie her wrists to the bedposts. She was surprised to discover the leather surprisingly soft and supple, like deerskin.
Then Priest climbed on top of her, keeping his weight off her.
“I want to take my time enjoying and worshipping every beautiful inch of you, Angel,” Priest said, lowering his mouth to hers.
The moment he uttered those words, Sadie was a goner.
Chapter Six
Sadie moaned as Priest left a trail of burning kisses down the side of her face, her neck. She assumed he would get right to business, but Sadie guessed wrong.
