Page 60 of Ruthless Rage


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“I’m not into non-consent, Scarlett. I only fuck when there’s some level of chemistry. I don’t touch the Bitches, the whores, none of them. The body language they give off doesn’t stir my dick to life, but the way I’m reading your body right now, tells me you’re just as eager as I am.”

“Am I supposed to believe that?” A scoff falls from her lips as she quirks a brow at me, but I simply shrug in response.

“I don’t give a shit what you do or don’t believe. I only care about right now.” Lifting my hand, I glide my fingers down her cheek, sweeping down her neck, before skimming over her peaked nipples through her t-shirt.

Her jaw slackens, but before she can speak Axel coughs and lights his cigarette. “Find me later and I’ll help figure this shit out.” I don’t lift my gaze to watch him leave, too absorbed by the woman before me.

“Are we sharing or…” Gray’s words trail off, a hint of hope in his voice, but I shake my head.

“No.”

“Fuck,” he grunts in response.

“Fine, I’ll be busy jizzing in the shower over the image of those pretty tits hiding beneath that t-shirt.” Scarlett’s cheeks turn red as she flushes at his words.

I turn to look at Emmett. “Last warning,” I offer, and a grin spreads across his face.

“I’m good.”

I knew he fucking would be. He loves a show.

“Last chance, Scarlett,” I murmur as I turn back to her, the rest of the world fading into darkness as just the two of us stand together.

She runs her tongue over her bottom lip as she lifts her hands between us, her fingers skimming over the edge of my cut, before she grips it tightly with both hands and drags me close. Her full lush lips are on mine in the next second, my hands at her waist as we crash together.

Fuck.

I expect her kisses to be delicate, but after the first brush of our mouths, she rakes her teeth over my bottom lip and makes me groan.

Needing her closer in whatever way I can, I grab the back of her thighs and lift her into the air. Her legs wrap around my waist, her arms around my neck as our tongues battle for control.

Her skin is so soft and silky against my palm. I inch higher until the globes of her ass are in my hands. With one swift move, her panties shatter in my hands. There’s nothing in between us now as she moans into my mouth, letting me swallow her pleasure for myself.

Tearing my lips from her when I can’t take it anymore, I glance around the garage, unable to focus or process where anything is, like it’s all new to me. Eyeing the red tall tool box near Emmett, I carry her toward it before placing her down on the cool metal top.

Her legs spread further, encouraging me closer as she grips the neckline of my tee.

She’s not pliant like she was for Gray. She’s taking from me just as much as I’m taking from her. A match I’m desperate for at this moment.

Sweeping her tongue over her bottom lip, she observes me through hooded eyes as I capture her nipple between my teeth.

“Ah, fuck.” Her words make my cock flex in my pants, desperate to get to her, but I want to draw this out longer. Tease her until she can’t take it anymore, then maybe take some more.

My world is practically crumbling around me. I’ve barely been the Prez for a matter of days and there’s already trouble knocking at our door, injuring my men and wreaking havoc on our operations. But my brain can’t process all of that and find a solid course of action in response while I’m seething over it. I’ll act on instinct, just like I did with the Reapers.

I can’t do that again.

I need to lose myself in something else so I can regain control.

I need to lose myself in her.

Releasing her nipple from my mouth, I grab her hips and tilt her into the perfect position so I can see her pretty pussy glisten between her thighs. Raising her top around her hips, I bite back a groan as I reach out and drag my fingertip through her folds.

She shivers intensely at the soft touch, her hands slamming onto the toolbox as she tries to maintain her balance.

“Did you taste her, Emmett?” I ask, not looking in his direction as her breath hitches. She might blush at us talking about her, but I know it turns her on. The way her thighs tremble and her pulse quickens as her pupils dilate gives her away.

“Fuck, man. I didn’t. My cock got too hungry for her for my tongue to even get a chance,” Emmett grunts.

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