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There was no way I could be in this city without him knowing, but I never thought he would seek me out. The rules were perfectly clear. Refusing to move, I waited for him to make the first move. When nothing happened, I opened my eyes and turned around to find only dark shadows lurking in the corner.
I was alone.
Standing, I looked around, still feeling as if someone was watching me.
“Jesus Tess, stop imagining shit. You’re just tired,” I muttered, throwing my apron in my locker before closing it. Grabbing my purse, I left the locker room and headed for the main entrance. The club was closed and other than Barney and the bartender, Jonathon, I was the only one there.
Passing the women’s restrooms, a hand covered my mouth, pulling me back against a hard, muscular chest. The scent of wild musk and evergreen filled my nose as his hot peppermint breath blew against my neck. A low growl vibrated, sending tendrils of fear coursing into my body as his right hand moved down my chest to cup my breast. His fingers finding my hardened nipple and pinched, eliciting a moan from me.
Standing stock still, I dare not move as his hand roamed down from my breast, past my stomach, before dipping into my pants to cup my wet pussy.
One touch.
That’s all it took, and I was wet for him. Even after all these years, he still had the uncanny ability to wake what was dead inside me. One touch was all it took.
Closing my eyes, I tried not to react to his long, thick fingers as he inserted one into my wet cunt while his thumb rubbed my clit. And that was all it took. No man ever came close to the bastard, eliciting my own desire from me. It had been so long since he touched me like this, I knew it wouldn’t last long. It never did. The man could whisper the daily stock prices in my ear, and I would cum on the spot. Hard wired to his touch, my body betrayed me and when he inserted two fingers into my pussy and pinched my clit, I bit down on his hand, covering my mouth to stem the scream I so desperately wanted to expel. Shaking and panting from the fast orgasm he gave me, I said nothing as he removed his hand and brought his fingers to his mouth. The sucking sound as he licked my juices off his fingers aroused me, making my pussy ache for more.
“Give me a reason not to snap your neck, bitch.”
“Montana,please,” I whispered his name, as he bit down on my neck, causing me to whimper. This was not going to end well for me. I knew I should’ve never come back here. Part of me knew he would never just let me walk away. When he didn’t come after me two years ago, I thought he moved on and I was in the clear.
Stupidly, I was wrong.
I should have known that Montana Stone never walked away from anything or anyone that belonged to him and, as much as I hated to admit it, I belonged to him.
The brand on my back said so.
“That was a rhetorical question, bitch.”
“Please, I need to get home.”
“To my son? I agree, but first you are coming with me.”
Before I could even utter a word, he had his hand shackled to my wrist and was pulling me out the back door of the club, where I found his bike waiting.
Pulling me behind him, I dare not say anything else. I was still trying to process the fact he knew about York. How, was a mystery, but that fact that he knew meant my ass was in big trouble. There were a lot of things I loved about Montana, but his temper wasn’t one of them. Once off the leash, Montana became someone everyone avoided, including me. I’d only seen him lose his temper a few times, but never on my account. Just seeing him lose control was enough for me to know I never wanted to be on the receiving end.
“Get the fuck on.”
I didn’t need to be told twice. Throwing my leg over his bike, I wrapped my arms around his waist and scooted close as he peeled out of the alley behind Barney’s. A deep rumble within his chest told me just how pissed he was. Sighing, I held on tight because I knew this ride wasn’t going to end anytime soon.
Holding him tightly, I watched as the city sped by in a blur of lights. I loved everything about this city. The excitement, the beauty and even the danger of it. I had a lot of firsts in this city. My first subway ride, cab ride, my first baseball game, even my first concert. I’ve met people from all over the world and even one from my home state. I’ve eaten food from around the world, never leaving my small apartment when I attended school here.
I’ve seen the beauty the city offers and even the parts the city wanted to keep hidden. During the day, the city was abuzz with millions of people just going about their business, but at night, well, that was when real New Yorkers came out to play. The clubs, bars and restaurants catered to a plethora of individuals from all walks of life. Have a particular fancy, a delicious perversion? As soon as the sun went down, all anyone had to do was look in the right place and their select delicacies were served.
And most of it, he showed me.
I should have known he would find me. This was Montana Stone, after all. He wasn’t some typical nine-to-five guy. Montana was more. More of everything. Bigger than the highest skyscraper and stronger than any man I’d ever met and for a while, he was my everything.
Then he wasn’t.
I knew the rules. He made them very clear. But one thing he failed to factor in was my love for my mother. I knew what I was doing when I left that night. It was a simple decision on my part. What I didn’t count on was what I was taking with me. When I realized my situation, I knew I could never tell him. If I did, there would be no place I could hide. Then there was the fact that I was on the shot and he never, not once, failed to wear a condom. But I knew York was his because there was never anyone else.
Watching the city fly by, I realized he wasn’t heading for the docks where the clubhouse was at. Instead, he was riding deeper into the heart of Manhattan. Quickly looking over my shoulder again, I noticed we were alone. There were no bikes following. I thought that odd because when Montana rode, he always had two brothers with him.
Always.
My arms tightened as the bike slowed, then turned into a drive that dipped below a large three-story corner building. I had no idea where we were or what we were doing here. I just assumed he would take me back to the clubhouse.
