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“I don’t want to die like this,” I whisper as I grab onto him firmer as the plane bounces on the ground hard.
“The only person dying tonight is Gavin. See, we’re down, lass. No need to fuss.” The plane slows and taxis to a hangar before coming to a complete stop.
As soon as it does, I’m out of my seat and trying to open the door.
“Let me out of this fucking thing.” I kiss the door when I can’t figure out the latch.
“HEY! Easy, don’t hurt my baby. She’s brand new.” I spin on the voice from the intercom and swing a fist at his face.
“FUCK!” The young man snarls as he holds his left eye.
“Serves you right. Eejit,” Spark chuckles as he reaches around me and opens the door.
He grabs me around the waist so I don’t fall as the steps slowly descend. He places me back on my feet, and I jump down them, landing on my knees and kissing the fucking ground.
“Is she okay? I’m Gavin, by the way. In case you were wondering who you gave a black eye too.” He walks around me, mumbling about crazy Latin women.
Spark crouches next to me and raises an eyebrow at me, questioning my sanity as well, I’m sure. Fuck both of them.
“No more planes.” He smiles and nods.
“Alright, lass, no flying.” He holds out a hand to help me, but I shake it off.
Gavin is behind the wheel of a van waiting for us, and I point at him.
“If you drive like you fly, then I’ll catch the next one.” Spark can’t hide his laughter as Gavin climbs out of the van and lets Spark take the driver’s seat.
It takes about twenty minutes to get to the clubhouse, and I’ve got a basic plan in place as we pull up.
Steal a car, drive to Utah, and get my baby back. None of which involve Spark or his club. I just need a way to sneak off. I glance around at my options and frown when all I see are bikes.
They are faster, but I can’t ride with Lucy on one.
“Out, Gavin,” Spark’s order confuses me.
“We aren’t staying here?” He shakes his head.
“No, we’re going home.”
CHAPTERSEVEN
SPARK
“Honey, I’m home.”I smile when I hear the muffled sounds of her screams behind the gag.
“Ah, don’t worry, lass. Daddy’s here now.” I climb on top of her body to stop her kicking and loosen the strap before pulling the ball out of her mouth slowly.
“My name is Mercedes, not lass, honey, baby, or anything else your stupid brain can think of. Now, LET ME GO!” She screams in my face.
Her face is red, her eyes angry, and all I can think is how fucking beautiful she is. I run my fingers down the side of her face before sinking them into her hair to hold her head exactly where I want it.
“Hush now, love,” I kiss her, and damn, is it all that I expected.
I reach up and undo the shackles on one hand when she responds to the kiss. Her tongue playing with mine, and then her hand is on my neck, pulling me closer.
Once she’s free, I work my hands down to the hem of her shirt. I lift it up and over her head and attack her breast.
“Jesus, Mary, and Joseph. Look at you.” She’s moaning and thrashing, looking for friction between her legs, so I grind my cock into her center.
