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I snort. “No, I’m good. He’s just extra cautious,” I lie.
I know why he follows me home, and it doesn’t have anything to do with precautions and all to do with my panties. At least, mostly to do with my panties and his hope to take them off me.
Charley snorts as if he’s thinking the exact same thing, but he doesn’t say it out loud. When we’re finished and the bar looks exactly like it did when we got to work this afternoon, we gather our things and head out to the back of the building.
“You know, if you need any help at all, I’m right here, yeah?” Charley asks.
Sliding my tongue along my bottom lip, I dip my chin in a nod. “Yeah,” I exhale slowly. “I know.”
Although, I’ll never ask for help.
Not ever.
I’ll run again before I let anyone get hurt. There is no way I’m going to allow Douglas to hurt anyone I know and love—my family. Charley and Justin are family now, as far as I’m concerned.
Climbing into my car, I start the engine and give Charley a wave as I pull out into the street. I know instantly that I’m being followed. Instead of driving home, I do something that I swore I would not do unless I was desperate.
I head straight out of Phoenix.
Because I am indeed desperate.
ChapterEleven
REESE
I’m not quitesure what compels me to drive straight toward the Devil’s Hellions clubhouse. There are a few other places where I could go for safety, but this feels like home, so this is where I go.
The parking lot is empty by the time I arrive, and I’m glad to see that whoever was following me gave up about twenty minutes outside of Phoenix. But that doesn’t mean they are gone or won’t be back. Because I have a feeling Douglas has found me.
The prospect remembers me and lets me right through the gate. I’m not sure if that means he called Agony or not, but I’m so shaken that I don’t care. I don’t know what is going to happen. I don’t know if I can stay here, but I know I can’t go home.
I don’t see Agony’s bike when I pull into my regular parking spot. I can’t help but smile at the sight of my space being empty as if it was being saved just for me. Sucking in a breath, I turn the engine off and open the door.
I’m exhausted, my feet are killing me, and I probably made a big mistake by coming here, but is it a mistake to come back to the people you love? I like to think no, but as I move through the parking lot barefoot and reach for the clubhouse door, I have butterflies fluttering around in my stomach.
The music is playing low, the place is empty, and I let out a sigh. I don’t know if this sigh is in relief or disappointment. Instead of sitting in the bar and waiting for Agony, I do a probably really stupid thing. I walk straight toward Agony’s room.
Stripping out of my clothes, I walk to his dresser and open the middle drawer, where I know he keeps his T-shirts, and slip one over my head before crawling into his bed.
I know that his sheets are clean because if there’s one thing he told me, Agony made it very clear he didn’t fuck sweet butts in his bed.
Tugging the sheet over my body, I lay my head down on the pillow and let out a sigh. I feel calm, at peace, and I instantly fall asleep as soon as I close my eyes. I’m exhausted, emotionally and physically. I probably should have just called Charley and had him help me out, but I went with my instincts, which told me to come here.
Something warm and wet slides down the center of my spine. Warm fingertips graze my side, then my hip, before they slip between my legs. I feel his lips against the shell of my ear before he rasps.
“I thought you were a dream, but you’ve come home,” he murmurs.
I don’t speak. Lifting my hand, I wrap my fingers around the back of his neck and arch my back, pushing my ass against his front, trying to keep my belly from him as I open my legs, opening myself and hooking one around the back of his thigh.
Turning my head, I touch my lips to his. He uses his fingers, playing me the way he knows I love. It doesn’t take him long to get me off, just moments really. And when it happens, it’s amazing.
I’ve been lonely, sad, and scared, but what I haven’t been is able to come since I walked away—no,ranaway from him.
My thighs shake as I try to close them. Agony doesn’t let me. His thighs open, keeping mine spread as well. Then I feel the head of his cock against my center, and he thrusts inside of me. Burying himself deep. I can’t help the moan that escapes my lips.
He breaks the kiss and buries his face against the side of my neck. I don’t know what I expect, but it’s not his fingers against my clit. Without a moment of reprieve, he strokes my clit as he moves inside of me.
Panting, I cry out as I come a second time. It’s too much and not enough all at the same time. I missed this, missed him, and I don’t know if I can go back to Phoenix. Although, I know that’s exactly where I need to be.
