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Standing, I make a bitch move and kick the bucket of water in her direction, and she screeches as the cold droplets coat her skin.
Gray covers his mouth with his hand, trying and failing to hide his amusement as I saunter past him. But one thing is for certain, that wasn’t a joke, I meant that threat with every fiber of my fucking being.
Only time will tell if she heeds the warning.
THIRTY
Ryker
I shuffledown the hall toward the bathroom. I’m tired, groggy, and a little hungover from last night’s celebrations. Shift is home, which means we will have our tech expert on hand to help us dive into these motherfuckers who keep attacking us.
I probably shouldn’t have drank so much, but shit, I needed a second to not be drowning in the stress of figuring this mess out.
Something doesn’t add up; I just can’t pinpoint what. They gave us a time frame, and we’re sure as shit not going to do what they want, but why would they continue to push us anyway? These aren’t the kind of men I want to get the club into bed with, despite whether our previous prez was or not. It’s not what we stand for.
Closing the bathroom door behind me, I flick on the shower before slipping my boxers down my thighs. I need to wake up, get a grip on myself, and get ready to make some moves today on behalf of the club and my brothers. The Devil’s Brutes are clearly used to getting their way, but that’s not happening here with us. The issue is they’re one step ahead of us every time, and we need to change that.
I step under the spray, groaning as the water hits my body at the perfect temperature. Tucking my chin to my chest, I let the spray beat down on me for a few minutes, making my hair stick to my face.
When I can blink my eyes open, a little more awake now, I catch sight of my morning wood still standing to attention. My fist wraps around my length instinctively, a long tug making my toes curl against the tiled floor beneath me.
A memory flashes in my mind from last night. As I stumbled back to my room, I hovered in front of Scarlett’s door, fist poised and ready to knock, then Emmett all but tackled me to the floor and told me to fuck off. He seems more clued up on the shit she was dealing with the other night than I do, and even with my alcohol infused brain, I still understood what he was saying. She needed space.
Shaking my head, I pull at my cock, remembering the feel of her sweet pussy around me as I fucked her in the garage. She’s so responsive, so fucking hot as she comes apart in your hands, and the thought of her alone is enough to make me harder.
Maybe finding some kind of release will help me focus better today.
I laugh at myself, knowing all too well that I don’t need any excuse to jerk off in the shower like a teenager. Splaying my left hand on the wall, I up the tempo on my cock with the other as I fuck my hand, thinking ofher.
A breeze drifts over me, a shiver running down my spine, and I turn to find someone opening the bathroom door. It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell them to get the fuck out, my cock still engulfed by my hand, when the woman herself walks in.
Her gaze is on the floor at first, but I see the moment her eyebrows pinch, noticing the sound of the shower and she lifts her gaze up to me. Her feet almost lift off the floor when she jumps in surprise, eyes wide as she stutters an apology.
Not that she’s looking directly at me though. Nope. She’s apologizing to my dick. Her eyes follow every sweep of my fist as she runs her tongue over her bottom lip.
“I’m so sorry,” she repeats, waving her hand as she spins around and turns to leave. Her hand wraps around the door handle, pulling it closed behind her, as my hand continues to move. Faster now, after her heated gaze.
“Wait.”
I almost panic that she didn’t hear me over the spray of the water, but the door freezes halfway closed. I tug once, twice, three more times before she tilts her head and glances around the door again. Three tugs that all have her name on.
She runs her tongue over her bottom lip once more as she trails her eyes from my toes all the way to my face, with an extended pause on the hand jerking me off. It’s hot as fuck.
Dropping my hand from the wall, I turn to face her, crooking my finger for her to come closer. My grip tightens as she does just that. She doesn’t shut the door behind her, but I don’t give a shit, I’m too busy taking her in now that she’s stepped back into the room.
Her hair is piled up into a messy bun on top of her head, she’s wearing a long t-shirt falling mid-thigh, and there’s a slight puffiness to her eyes which tells me she just woke up. There isn’t a speck of make-up on her face, a brush hasn’t gone through her hair, or any effort into what she’s wearing, yet she’s still the most stunning thing I’ve ever seen.
She comes to a stop beside me.
“See something you like, Scarlett?” Her teeth sink harder into her bottom lip as she nods in response, peering up at me through her lashes for the briefest moment before looking back at my cock. “Tell me what you want.” It’s not a question, it’s an order, and any concern as to whether she’ll participate or not is obliterated as she drops to her knees in one swift motion.
“Fuck my mouth.”
She’s like a siren calling out to me, spinning me under her spell. The order came from me, but her response makes me feel like I’m under her command.
I move closer to the opening of the shower, but she instantly shakes her head, nudging me backward as she shuffles on her knees until she’s almost under the spray with me. Water droplets cling to her t-shirt, but she doesn’t seem to notice as she trails her fingers over my thighs and leans closer.
Her lips part, inviting my cock so perfectly, and we groan as the tip of my dick feels the flat of her tongue. She twirls her tongue around my tip and drags it over my length. I’m on the verge of seeing stars and she hasn’t even fully wrapped her lips around me yet.
