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“Not much for brutes,” the guy said, clearly one himself.
“I see,” Markie said, sitting down and letting the chauffeur close the door behind him. “Oh wait. I had something I wanted to tell them.” He tried to open the door and failed. He swallowed back the nervous tickle in his throat and asked, “Am I locked in?”
“Looks like it,” the fellow said, removing his sunglasses and glaring at Markie with an unforgettable sneer. He stood up as much as possible and kept his head low as he crept toward Markie.
By then, the wheels were in motion, and the car was whipping around in front of Trouble’s main gates. “First things first.” He thrust his hand in Markie’s front pocket and grabbed his cell phone. “You won’t need this.”
“What do ya think you’re doing?” Markie screeched as he tried to grab his phone from his date’s hand. Unfortunately, he wasn’t quick enough and he damn sure wasn’t prepared.
After Special retrieved his phone, he threw one hard sucker punch and knocked Markie out cold.
Chapter Three
They’d enjoyed a nice dinner and good wine. The evening couldn’t have been going any better, until Draegan wheeled into the parking lot at the new nightclub in Drover and just had that gut-wrenching feeling.
Maybe it was because the mob ha
d once owned the club or perhaps it was because he didn’t travel beyond Trouble’s gates much anymore. Whatever it was, that gnawing sensation grabbed hold and wouldn’t let go. No matter how many times he scanned the parking lot, the results were always the same—he came up empty-handed.
“Something wrong, Draegan?” Serena was suddenly on guard, too. “Did you see someone you know?”
“I wasn’t looking for anyone,” he assured her, pulling her across the seat and giving her the kind of kiss with the potential to lead somewhere.
She returned it with fervor, framing his face with her small hands as she thrust her greedy tongue inside his mouth and just stirred all sorts of trouble with her heady kiss. It was all he could do to stay seated when all he wanted to do then was grope her right there in the well-lit parking lot.
After several seconds, he pulled back and stared down the wide bridge of his nose at the prettiest little lady he’d ever held in his arms. “Whoever just jumped into you—be it a vixen or a seductress on a mission—you’d better let her back in when I take you home later tonight.”
“You’re rotten to the core, Draegan McCall,” she whispered, planting another kiss on his lips.
This time, he looped his arm around her waist and swung her back over to her bucket seat, towering over her and hating himself for bringing a vehicle with a console between the seats. He’d wanted to act all upscale and civilized so he’d brought the Corvette. Now he was wishing for one of the pickup trucks or at the very least, Trouble’s van.
Thinking about the van then made him half-hard. He would’ve had his way with one beautiful woman if he’d been a bit bold and driven “the love wagon.” He grinned at the thought.
Serena pressed her fingers to his lips. “What were you thinking just then?”
He reached around her hips and hit the seat lever, definitely disappointed when it only slanted a tad. “That’s the problem with these cars. There isn’t a lot of play in the reclining option.”
Nipping at his mouth, she reached between their bodies and to his surprise, she made the first move. Cupping his sac, she gently pushed up on his balls, toying with him.
“You looking for some excitement, doll?” He held his head away from her and narrowed his eyes.
“Like you said, ‘there’s not a lot of play in the seat,’ Draegan.”
“Uh-huh,” he said thoughtfully, considering how much play she could stand.
He didn’t wonder long because her devious mind was already churning. Her fingers went to his zipper and she opened his fly in no time flat.
“You’re starting somethin’, I may ask you to finish.”
“I wouldn’t start it if I didn’t already know that much, Draegan,” she whispered, pulling his bottom lip between her sharp little teeth.
Draegan cursed then as he tried to throw the seat back just a tad farther. When it wouldn’t budge, he curved his arm over her head and did the head-thing she’d accused him of, summoning her to come and take the kiss she seemingly wanted, the one he was most interested in receiving now that her fingers were tracing the ridges of his erect cock.
She lifted her other hand and dragged three firm digits across the swell of his lip, her brown eyes now hazy and seductive as she parted his lips by touch. She then stole away with another breathless kiss. At that same moment, she dipped underneath his boxers. She shifted her weight forward and grabbed hold of his warm cock, stroking him as she kissed him.
“Well I sure never expected this,” he whispered, backing away from her luscious mouth and staring down at the feisty woman who was apparently determined to wreck his planned control.
“What did you expect?” she asked softly, her mouth opening and closing as she pulled and released his lengthening cock.
