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We’re silent for a few moments, then Hawk clears his throat and whispers, “Believe it or not, I’m in a similar situation. Not the same, but there’s this new waitress at the clubhouse, and she… Well, it’s not about that right now,” he cuts himself off. “Have you thought about telling the Boss? Maybe he’ll understand.”
“Are you going to tell the President of Savage Saints about your mysterious waitress situation?” I counter.
“I said it wasn’t the same. Also, you’re the one who called me, remember?”
I grunt in response, making Hawk laugh. “I need to figure out how to prove my loyalty and hat Katya is on our side. Tensions are high right now. We’re on the razor’s edge of an all-out war, and I’ve been harboring the enemy for over a week.”
“Damn,” he says, followed by a low whistle. “Have you talked to your woman about this? Katya, right?”
“Yeah. Well, no. I mean, she knows the situation, so what is there to talk about?”
“This,” he answers emphatically. “This conversation. You know I appreciate your calls and your friendship, but these are the decisions you make as a couple. Share your fears and then figure out how to support each other and all that shit.”
I chuckle. “I was calling for advice on handling my boss, and here you are, doling out relationship tips.”
“Yeah, yeah, don’t mention it,” he jokes. “Just remember to send me an invite to the wedding. It’s been a long time since I’ve visited NYC.”
“Same to you and your waitress. Can’t say I’ll be thrilled to get gravel dust on my three-piece suit, but these are the kinds of sacrifices I make for our friendship.”
Hawk laughs, and we say our goodbyes. No sooner do I set down the phone than the sweet, sleepy voice of my princess filters into the kitchen.
“Did you make breakfast?” she asks.
I spin around, my eyes roaming over Katya’s body. She’s in one of my shirts again, her hair a bit messy in the sexiest way, and a smile on her face that I’ll never forget.
How is she this perfect combination of sweet, sassy, and drop-dead gorgeous? I don’t know, but I’d like to spend the rest of my life figuring it out.
“I attempted to,” I reply, tearing my gaze away from her to frown at the pan of ruined muffins. “But it turns out I’m not a baker.”
Katya giggles, the sound lighter than air as it floats around the kitchen. She steps closer, rocking back and forth on her heels as those golden eyes meet mine. “I can teach you some things if you’d like,” she says, leaning forward until her lips are barely an inch from mine.
“Only if I get to teach you a few things, too,” I murmur, my tone deep and desperate.
“Like what?” Katya whispers, her breath tickling my lips.
I growl and take her hips in my hands, pulling her into my body and rubbing her soft belly up against my rock-hard cock. How is it possible to miss her already? I was inside of her less than eight hours ago, and yet everything in me is pulsing, panting, crying out for more.
“Like how much pleasure your curvy little body can handle and how many ways I can get you to come for me.”
Katya moans and tilts her head back so I can bite and suck her sensitive skin. Her fingernails claw down my bare chest, and then she tugs at the waistband of my sweatpants to undress me, giving me permission to do the same to her.
I should slow down and make sure she’s not too sore after last night, but one look in her hungry eyes lets me know she doesn’t need my words, she needs my actions.
It’s now my job to give Katya everything she’s ever wanted, starting with my swollen fucking cock.
Gripping her hips, I spin her around so she’s facing the kitchen counter. I nibble on her pulse point and lick away the sting before grazing my lips on the shell of her ear.
“Hands on the counter, princess. Bend over and show me that ass.”
Katya moans and bends over, giving me permission to fulfill my deepest desire. I smooth my hands over the soft, porcelain skin of her ass, admiring everything about this goddess. She turns, looking at me over her shoulder. The image almost does me in, almost makes me burst on the spot.
“Are you going to fuck me, or just look at me?” Katya lifts a sassy eyebrow in challenge.
I remove my hands and then bring one down to smack her bare ass cheek, loving the way it jiggles and turns pink.
“Ah!” she yelps in surprise.
“That’s for sassing me, Katya.”
