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I chuckle and lean forward, my voice low. “I could be your doctor.”
Willow stands up straight, her eyes level with mine. “What would you prescribe for me, Doctor Joaquin?”
I take a step forward, my hand tucking a stray hair behind her ear. “I think you need a little more of this.”
My hand slides to the back of her neck, pulling her closer to me, and I kiss her.
Willow kisses me back as our bodies press together. My cock hardens as I taste her.
We eventually pull apart. “I think that’s just what the doctor ordered,” she says breathlessly.
“Damn right he did.” I grab a pool cue, horny as ever, and adjust myself. “You think you can kick my ass at pool?”
“Pretty damn sure,” she whispers, her big eyes looking up at me as she makes her next shot. “I bet I can kick your ass at a lot of things.”
“Oh, you got jokes?”
“I do. Rack ‘em, Biker Boy.”
I laugh and shake my head as I put the balls into the triangle. She’s crazy as hell but in the best possible fucking way. “You break ‘em.”
Willow chalks her cue stick and walks around the table, eyeing the balls. “So, how was your day? Solids.”
“Good. Productive. Got to set some shit on fire. How about you?”
She shrugs, pulls back her pool cue and slams the cue ball into the rack, watching the balls scatter.
“I didn’t burn the bakery down, and I’m pretty sure we made a big-ass profit, so not too bad. I just wish I could do something to get Maven out of the slammer.”
“The slammer?” I laugh. “You watch too many gangster movies.”
She laughs, a sound pretty and feminine. “Can you ever watch too many gangster movies? My favorites are the ones with the bikers, all that powerful steel between their legs.”
I got your steel right here.
“Damn girl, you are trouble with a capital T, aren’t you?”
“I try to be just a little bit of trouble. Enough to keep life interesting.” She licks her lips and leans in close, running the tip of her tongue along the shell of my ear. “Do you find me interesting, Joaquin?”
I nod and let my lips spread into a smile. She’s so much more than interesting, and I was sure she’d be nothing more than a few fun nights. That incredible blow job at her apartment, the way she’s not shy about telling me that she wants me or showing me. Damn, I want this chick bad. And now.
“Sorry to interrupt,” Shades says with an unapologetic grin for Willow. Then he turns a more serious gaze my way. “Something is up at the Maple Street House and The Coconut Room.”
My brows dip in concern, and I pull myself away from Willow, back in MC mode. “The whorehouses? Do we know what we’re looking at?”
“All we know is they’re fucking shit up and scaring the girls.”
“All right,” I say and turn to Willow. “We’ll pick this up later,” I tell her and smack a short kiss on her forehead.
“Definitely.”
I back away slowly, unable to keep my eyes off her. She boldly stares back at me with heat and desire in her eyes. “Fuck,” I growl and finally turn away.
Shades is laughing his ass off. “Damn brother, you got it bad.”
“Don’t know what you’re talkin’ about,” I say, and conversation ends until we get to the Maple Street House, one of the MC’s most lucrative brothels.
“Aww, fuck,” I say when I catch sight of the broken windows, torn curtains blowing through the gaps in the glass, and furniture hanging from the second-floor balconies. “At least I’ll get to fuck someone up,” I say and jump off my bike as we rush inside.
