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“I made it to where I became your sole provider. If your pussy needed a fix, I was the only one you could get it from. Everyone else knew exactly what would happen to them if they crossed that line with you. I didn’t just claim you with the brothers of the club, babe. I made the entire goddamn town aware of the consequences they’d face if they touched what was mine.”

I should probably be pissed by the fact that he staked his possessive claim, but I’m not. But now I know exactly why the guys in this town stopped taking my bait. Which I’m now more than thankful for.

“Yeah, well, I hope you can handle me because my addiction is strong.”

He lifts my hips, pointing his cock at my entrance before pushing me down onto his stiff length. “Yeah, I think I got your supply covered, babe. Now take me for a fucking ride.”

I place my hands down on his chiseled abs and begin grinding down slow and steady, making sure I get the pressure I need right at the top of my pussy.

“Just like that, baby. Your hot little cunt feels so damn good.” My pace quickens. The muscles tightening in my gut. His gorgeous eyes unwavering as he stares up at me. His hands gripping onto my backside, urging me forward.

“So fucking incredible.” The groan falls from his lips as his eyes drop to my chest. “And look at those bouncing tits. Grab them for me, baby. Twist those perfect, hard nipples and bring them to my mouth.”

I pinch and pull as I lean forward, offering him a taste. The moment he sucks me into his mouth, he draws the pleasure right from between my legs. The ache starts to build and I chase it down, riding faster, grinding down harder. Quickening my hips as the tightening starts to crest. And then…it’s like a wrecking ball crashing in. Hot pleasure thunders through, and I take him right over the edge with me.

“Move in with me, baby.” I open my eyes, barely surfacing from the rubble of my orgasm. The intensity in his stare is something I’ve never seen before. Excitement hits me straight in the chest, but then…a little voice in the back of my mind rears her ugly head.

“Maybe we should wait, Jake. You know, give us some time first to make sure this…”

He flips me over onto my back, pinning me under his brute strength, a tight clench in his scruffy jaw. “There is no making sure, Maisy. This is fucking forever. We are for fucking sure.”

He’s right. We’ve already wasted seven years. We don’t need to waste any more time. But old habits of worrying die hard. From now on, I need to put my trust in us and start building the life I’ve always dreamed of.

“Okay,” I relent, biting back my grin. “I’ll move in with you. But you better be okay with the fact that I don’t cook. Well, not if I don’t have to. I don’t clean on my days off. Ever. And the bathroom is my domain on Friday nights because I like to dye my hair and listen to eighties rock blasting while I do it.”

His grimace turns into a sexy grin. And as soon as I shut my mouth, finished with my little rant, he crashes down and obliterates my thought. “I’m good with anything and everything that is you, babe, so consider this your home now.”

The image of this cabin with kids running around out front, swinging on the old tire swing, unfolds before my eyes, and my heart feels like it’s going to explode because I know that’s exactly what Jake is going to give to me.

CHAPTER 10

Ice

It doesn’t take long with all the guys pitching in to get Maisy’s and my shit moved into the cabin. I stare at her clothes hanging in my closet and my chest constricts right where my branding is. Damn, I’ve been waiting for this day to come. Waited too damn long. But Maisy’s right. We need to let the past go, stop living in our regrets, and just make every moment count from here on out.

I round up the guys, heading back to Trigger’s, needing to see my girl. She’s swamped with customers so I have to watch her from afar, though it’s killing me to keep my distance. Every time she looks in my direction, I see the yearning in her eyes. Hot damn, she’s insatiable. And me… I can’t fucking wait to feed her appetite.

I’m up out of my seat, the tether on my patience snapping, and I’m charging toward my woman. I’m ready to fill her with my cum so she can prance around this room with my seed soaking her panties, but someone steps in front of me, blocking my path. Next thing I know, arms are wrapped around my shoulders and blond hair is practically smothering my face as I’m pulled in for a hug.

What the fuck? I jerk away from the girl, wondering who the fuck just accosted me. When I see who it is, I fucking see red. Amber fucking Crains is smiling up at me, looking as if I’m her best fucking friend she hasn’t seen in years. Which is the furthest thing from the truth. We were never friends. I don’t even know what we were other than fucked up. Everything about the girl stirs up every bad feeling that has coursed through me for the past seven years, and I want her out of my sight.

“Oh my gosh! Jake, it’s so good to see you. Wow, it’s been so long.” Even her bubbly voice grates on my every nerve.

“It’s Ice,” I grit out, wanting to toss the girl out of the place on her ass but remember who my momma is and the man she raised me to be. I swore I’d never lay one malicious finger on a woman, no matter what. And I intend to keep that promise.

“Right. Ice. I forgot. Anyway, my friends and I heard this was the place to be. Had I known you hang out here, I would have come by sooner. You grew up better than I expected.”

Her condescending remark has me cracking my neck from side to side. “You should leave,” I state, trying to remain cool and not cause a major scene, but I’m almost at my boiling point.

“Why, is it not safe to be here? You could protect me with those big muscles of yours. In fact, if you want, you could do a whole lot more to me with those muscles. What do you say? For old time’s sake?”

I hear a gasp from behind her back, and my eyes jerk in the direction of the sound. Maisy’s standing stock-still, and I can see the nerves creasing her features. The look in her eyes twists my gut up. She has nothing to worry about. Not with Amber or any other fucking girl.

Amber turns and her eyes nearly hit her hairline before they narrow with hatred toward my girl. Yeah, I had my suspicions the bitch had something against Maisy back in the day. I was just too blinded by the pain to see it back then. But now, my eyes are wide fucking open, and I don’t like what I’m seeing one bit.

“Oh my God! Seriously? Wow! You really hit it big, Maisy. A server? In a biker bar? How pathetic.”

My nails dig into my palms as I struggle to keep my fists at my side. I won’t physically hurt the bitch, but I’m damn well not going to stand by and let her hurt my angel with that nasty mouth of hers.

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