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Turning on the bed to face her, Ryder replied, “I’ll talk about those bastards all night long and tell you anything you want to know. Just don’t ask me about club business or my brothers. That’s out of bounds.”
Her eyes flew open, and he tried to mitigate his losses. “It’s for your protection. I don’t want to tell you anything that could get you hurt. Knowing more about our enemies can only help you make good decisions if you’re ever confronted with them, but knowing about Blind Jacks shit can only get you killed.”
Her eyes dropped submissively. “I guess that makes sense.”
He took a moment to brush the fall of hair from her eyes and meet her stare before continuing. “The Seven Devils are the worst kind of outlaws. They don’t follow any kind of code. They’ll kill a patched member as quickly as they’ll kill their mother or their old lady. Even most once-percent MC clubs operate under a set of basic principles. Our club and the ones we associate with claim territory and run a variety of illicit, as well as legal, businesses. We don’t deal in the skin trade, nor do we sell anything to kids. Seven Devils crosses every line, takes every feud further, and their body counts are higher than anyone I know. Lots of times, clubs will toss someone who has wronged them in our version of detention, beat the shit out of them or make them pay restitution. The Devils think just killing everyone across the board means people will take them seriously. Instead, it’s isolated them ‘cause no one trusts them to keep to their word or believes they’ll get a fair shake.”
Tiffany looked a little unnerved, but to her credit, she didn’t freak out. “I’m getting a feel for how this works now,” she said softly. “But I have to say that I don’t see you being able to be at your best tomorrow if you don’t get at least a few hours of sleep. And, baby, you really need to have your head screwed on straight to see your way clear of this.”
“I’m going to have a drink or two and make myself sleep,” he assured her, then an even better idea entered his headspace. “Maybe you can do that thing you do with your hands on my back.”
His pretty little nurse snorted a laugh. “It’s called a backrub, baby. But I got a little something to relax you more than a mere massage.”
Rolling over and grabbing his beer, Ryder drained the amber bottle in one long guzzle. Pulling off his shirt, he stood and shucked his pants, shoes, and socks. Turning, Ryder was gratified to see that Tiffany had done the same. His woman was always ready and eager to get him inside her.
Crawling into bed, he allowed her to turn him onto his back. “I like where this is headed.”
Curling up beside him, she tilted her head back, and they locked lips. There was nothing quite as nice as kissing a woman you really loved. Her hands wandered over his body, slowly mapping every bulging muscle. The thing was, it was kind of relaxing and exciting at the same time.
When her hands landed on his junk, and she cupped his balls, gently running her soft hands over him, he moaned. “That’s damned nice, sweetness.”
“I’m not finished yet,” she purred.
Pulling the blanket up around his torso, she slid down, kissing a hot trail straight to his cock. He was hard as a rock, there was no doubt about that. Only, between the alcohol, the warm blanket, and the gentle handling, he was also all kinds of relaxed. Tucking his arms under his head, Ryder grinned as her mouth closed around his rod.
His mind reeled back to the first time she ever put her lips on him. It was after he’d taken a couple of bullets and was on the run for his life. He remembered pulling her flush with his body when they were hiding away in one of the back rooms at the hospital. His own words floated through his mind.You’re the only thing right in my world at the moment. Ever thought of stealing a moment in time, just for yourself?
The poor woman had looked so confused, and even though she turned him down flat, she’d circled back around and sucked him off. He could still remember the sexy dream and waking up to her on top of him. It was by far the best memory of his life. Whoever thought a beautiful and accomplished woman would find it in her heart to tend to him in his time of need? Now she was doing it all over again.
Her warm, wet mouth sliding over his heating flesh felt amazing. Relaxing into the bed, he allowed her to take care of him. She had this thing she did with her tongue where she swirled it around the head as she sucked. It turned him inside out, every single time. In far too short a time, she had him spilling his load down her throat.
Looking up at him, she wiped the corners of her mouth with a single finger and issued him a satisfied smile, and Ryder didn’t think he’d ever been so turned on by a woman before. With slow movements, she crawled back up his body, and he lifted her to reach her lips. Tasting himself was somehow both gross and thrilling. At that moment, nothing could have kept him from ravishing her mouth.
“Come sit on my face, baby girl. You know what I like.”
“I’m hungry for your kisses. Use your hands,” she requested in that sexy, husky voice he loved.
“Fuck that idea all to hell, sweetness.”
Rolling her onto her stomach, he came down on top of her and nudged himself between her legs. His dick hardened again the instant she spread her legs for him. Positioning himself with one hand, he breached her core as he caught both of her hands in his and brought them above her head.
“You good, baby?”
Wiggling herself down partially onto his rod, Ryder considered that a yes. Slamming into her tight body, her arousal eased the way. Tiffany’s ability to get immediately wet for him was one of the attributes he liked best about his sexy new partner. Sucking him off always made her wet for him, as if she took as much from it as she gave.
Holding both of her small wrists in one hand, he slid the other between her and the bed to finger her tender bud then rose onto his knees a couple inches and brought her hips up to meet him. Setting a steady pace, he ravaged her body as she squirmed and moaned her pleasure beneath him.
Ryder pushed her into a hard orgasm, eased up for a few minutes before thrusting roughly in and out again as he made tight circles around her clit. “Don’t you ever think I’m the kind of guy to take from a woman and not give back as good as I get,” he rasped beside her ear. “You got that, doll?”
“What? I don’t think that,” she denied, her words hoarse and panting.
Pulling out, Ryder flipped her over onto her back and plunged back in. Looking down at her, he loved the way her breasts jiggled when he fucked her. “You deserve a nice, thick dick, not fingers.”
Looking up into his eyes, she whispered breathlessly, “I love both.”
Picking up the pace, he powered into her as he rubbed his thumb over her clit. “Which do you like better?”
Her hands skated over his chest, and she pulled him down for a hot, wet kiss. “Always your cock, baby.”
