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Rex’s gut filled with anxiety. He didn’t like the idea of her being unprotected. In most situations, he knew his woman could handle his own, but this wasn’t a typical situation. He needed to get to his woman.
Looking up to his club brothers, Rex locked gazes with Smoke, who knew Rex well enough to guess what was going through his mind. They had been close friends for damn near twenty years.
“Go to her,” Smoke said. “She’s okay, right?”
Rex gave a nod. “I just… she’s unprotected.”
“We get it,” Score replied. “There’s nowhere else for us to look right now, anyway. Go get your woman and bring her to the clubhouse… and I’ll be expecting a club vote soon.”
Rex rolled his eyes, but smiled when his brothers chuckled. Claiming her at the table was something he needed to talk to Doc about and soon.
REX : Keep your eyes open.
He hesitated for a moment, then he sent another message that contained only a red heart. Ginger was right. They were meant to be, and he should just tell Doc how he felt.
After starting his bike and checking the road for traffic, he pulled off the shoulder and headed back into town. It wasn’t even five minutes later that he was pulling his bike up in front of her house.
Eighteen
Jolene
WhenBeastboltedforthe guest room, Doc was confused, then she heard the pipes of Rex’s bike. A bit annoyed, she approached the front door and yanked it open. Glaring at him with her hands on her hips, she watched his sexy ass walk toward her.
“I said I would come to the compound,” she grumbled.
The annoying man had the nerve to chuckle. He climbed the few steps in front of her house and pressed a kiss to her lips. “I know. I’m here to help you pack.”
“Pack? It’s just work clothes for tomorrow. I could carry them in one hand.”
Rex’s hands landed on her hips as he walked her back in the house. Turning her and pressing her against the wall next to the door, he lowered his head and kissed her lips again. “You don’t want to have playtime? How disappointing.”
Doc fought the smile that threatened to form and scowled at him. “Who said you’ve earned it?”
“Earn it? How do you want me to do that, Doc?” His hands slid up her sides and cupped her breasts through her scrub top. “I’ll do anything,” he said against her lips.
Staring into his eyes, Doc reached over and shut the door. She used the same hand to grip his shoulder and shove him down to his knees.
When those ice-blue eyes began to glow up at her, she slid her hand into the hair on the side of his head and dislodged the tie holding it back. The growl he gave her went straight to her clit. He dragged his hands back down her sides to grip the waistband of her scrub pants and panties, and pulled them down her legs. When they reached her ankles, she slipped her shoes off her feet and stepped out of them.
Rex didn’t waste any time. Once she was bared to him, he leaned forward and went to work on her. Using his tongue, fingers, and teeth, he had her on the edge of orgasm in a few minutes. Her hand tightened in his hair as she held him where she wanted him. The entire time, his eyes glowed up at her, and he continually growled against her clit.
“I’m going to come on your face. Then you’re going to fuck me against this wall. Understand?”
“Yes, Ma’am,” he rumbled, mouth still at her clit. The vibration sent her over the edge. Lights flashed in front of her as her head fell back to the wall, and her body tensed.
She called out his name as Rex moaned against her and lapped up the proof of her completion.
“Fuck, you taste good.” As soon as he had her cleaned up, he was on his feet and was unzipping his jeans.
Doc turned and put her hands to the wall. Tilting her ass out to him, she smiled when he groaned and took hold of her hips. “Fuck me, Fido.”
“Ruff,” he said through a chuckle a moment before he slammed inside of her.
Instantly, pleasure reverberated through her system, and she let out a moan. The man was good at what he did to her body. Letting go, she let him fuck her the way he wanted. Part of her wondered how she managed to be so satisfied in those moments, when she never before had been able to find it without being in control, but she figured it was the man. She knew he would submit to her every demand, without hesitation, if she chose to take control. It was a heady feeling, which allowed her to loosen those reins from time to time.
His thrusts were hard and steady. He didn’t speed up in some off-the-mark idea of increasing her pleasure. Sometimes it wasn’t about speed, but rather about a steady rhythm and good aim.
When his grip tightened on her hips, she groaned. He was on edge, feeling everything as deeply as she was.
