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Before Angelina could react in any way, Fury let go of her wrist and took a step back. But they were still so close together, and the scent of him washed through her, making Angelina feel drunk.
“I…” Angelina had no idea what she should say. Fury was raw, animalistic sex appeal, and she was helpless to stop herself from succumbing to it.
He moved an inch closer once more, and she pressed herself against the wall, feeling trapped, but loving it, as well. And when he was close enough that she felt his erection dig into her belly, a whimpering sound left her on its own.
He lowered his head until their lips were mere inches apart, and then he closed his eyes and inhaled.
“Mmm, you smell really fucking good.” His voice was low and rich. Fury slowly opened his eyes, the darkness of them drilling holes right into her soul.
Their breaths mingled together as their gazes stayed locked. She knew that if she leaned in just a little, her lips would press against his, and she’d end this need inside of her, or at least tame it for a bit.
Her pussy clenched involuntarily, and she had to hold back the moan that caught in the back of her throat.
The only thing keeping her from the monster between his thighs was a thin piece of terrycloth. That thought had more moisture flooding her panties.
“I don’t think you really understand the kind of motherfucker I am, Angelina,” he said, his focus still trained on her eyes. “If you did, you wouldn’t be wet for me right now.”
“I’m not wet for you.”
Liar.
He didn’t show any expression, but he did curl the corner of his mouth up
She wanted to say something, to deny the effect he had on her, but the words were lodged in her throat.
“Do you really want me to show you what a liar you are?” He leaned in that last inch and ran his tongue over her bottom lip, then did the same to her top, making this gruff sound as she stood there accepting his touch. “How about I touch your pussy and show you exactly how primed you are for me?” His lips moved along hers as he spoke.
The act shouldn’t have been as erotic as it was, but when he pulled away, all she was left feeling was the tingling of where his tongue had been.
And without another word, before she could respond to what he’d said, he turned from her and left her standing there aroused and wet, and feeling so damn confused.
She moved away from the wall, her knees buckling, her legs unsteady. Without another thought she went back into her room, shut the door, and leaned against it. Her heart was thundering behind her ribs.
They may not have done anything, not really, but what had just happened in the hallway was intense, explosive, and so damn arousing her entire body was on fire for Fury.
23
It had only been one fucking day and Nando was already feeling like this was going to be one of the easiest damn jobs he’d ever done.
The club was clearly oblivious to the fact they could be on someone’s shit list, or maybe they didn’t give a shit.
He didn’t know jack about the MC, but what Nando did know was in order to stay alive, he could never chance to let his guard down.
He was already prepared, always ready for things to go to hell. It’s how he’d lasted this long in the game.
He took a hit off the cigarette, finishing it before stubbing it out. Bringing the scope up again he focused on the club. He didn’t know what the MC had done to piss off Sal, but it had to be pretty hardcore for the Cardona leader to get Nando involved.
Nando was the last line to get shit covered.
Through the scope he saw two men leaving the MC, one of the fuckers looking like he was in pain and hobbling toward an SUV.
The other guy tried to help the injured one, but the one with a serious limp pushed him off. They argued for several seconds before they started making their way toward the vehicle again.
And then three more big fuckers in leather vests came out of the clubhouse looking pissed as they headed toward the vehicle.
All the men started speaking, their expressions warping to rage the longer they spoke. Nando didn’t know what was up, or if this would be the lead to find Angelina, but he didn’t fucking care either. It was like watching a train wreck as these assholes came undone together.
After watching them for several minutes, Nando grabbed his shit and left the motel. This might be the easiest fucking job he’d ever been paid to do.
