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Once Race had made his intentions clear, there was no escaping the man. Not that she’d tried. He’d kept her in his bed from the time she got off work on Saturday until this morning when she’d told him she had to come into work. Mondays were delivery days and she needed to pay bills and order new inventory. He’d reluctantly let her leave so she could get ready at her house.
“Uhh. I give up.” She tossed her pen onto the desk. It was no use. She couldn’t concentrate and was getting absolutely nothing done. Might as well go out front to see if Cathy needed any help. She found her behind the counter with none other than her grandmother. They were chatting it up and laughing at something her grandmother said.
She was so happy to see her grandmother, she went straight to her and wrapped her in a tight hug. “Grandma Martha. I wasn’t expecting to see you today.” Pulling back, she found her grandmother’s squinty gaze giving her the once over.
“Grandma Martha. I wasn’t expecting to see you here today.” She went straight to her grandmother and gathered her in her arms for a hug. She pulled back and found her grandmother’s squinty eyes focused on her. She assessed her from head to toe.
“About damn time,” her grandmother announced.
“What’s about damn time? I didn’t know you were out here or I would have come out sooner.” Bellamy’s brows dipped. Surely, her grandmother hadn’t been out here that long? She could have always come back to the office if she needed her that bad.
“About time you got laid.” Grandma Martha shared a grin with Cathy.
Bellamy’s laugh came out a little strangled. “What? Why would you think I got laid?”
“Because you have a thoroughly satisfied look on your face. I know that look because your grandpa used to put the same look on my face every chance he got,” she announced matter of factly. Bellamy loved her grandmother dearly, but imagining any kind of sex life between her grandparents was the last thing she wanted to have stuck in her head. The longer her grandmother looked her over the hotter her cheeks got.
Cathy didn’t help matters, having to add her two cents. “She does have that certain glow about her. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her smile as much as she’s been smiling this morning. I think she was even humming at one point.”
Bellamy turned narrowed eyes on her friend. “Really? You, too?”
“The question is who put that spark in your eyes?” her grandmother asked mischievously.
The sound of the bell tinkling above the door drew their attention, saving her from further interrogation. Her breath caught in her chest seeing Race enter her store. As soon as he laid eyes on her, he immediately prowled her way. And no, there was no other way to describe the natural swagger the man had. He came to a stop nearly toe to toe with her. It was at this point he acknowledged the other women with her.
“Martha. Cathy.” They both returned his greeting, at the same time their eyes were flying between Race and Bellamy. Turning back to Bellamy, he asked, “You gotta minute?” Not waiting for a reply, he took her hand and led her down the hallway to her office. He pulled her through, then closed and locked the door behind them. He spun her around and had her back against the door before she could blink.
She let her gaze soak him in. He was dressed as he always was in his Sons of Redemption MC cut over a gray long-sleeved shirt, snug jeans, faded in all the right places. She bit into her bottom lip, jealous at how his jeans cupped his quickly growing erection. He also wore his standard, worn, scuffed shit kickers. God, the man was hot.
Her heart skipped a beat at the way he was looking at her. It was telling her he liked what he saw and he wanted nothing more than to eat her alive. She imagined the way she was looking at him conveyed she wanted to do the same thing to him.
“What—” he cut her off before she could ask what he was doing there. His mouth crashed down on hers, his kiss demanding and full of heat. Her nipples pebbled and she felt herself grow wet between her legs. And that was with only a kiss. The man’s kisses had a way of taking all logical thought right out of her head, reducing her down to a horny, needy woman.
“Race,” she whispered, when he pulled away and dropped his mouth to her neck. She could feel his fingers working the buttons on her blouse. Cool air greeted her as he pulled the two sides apart. His large hand engulfed her breast, his thumb brushing over the hard point through her lacy bra.
“I’ve been thinking,” he spoke against her neck. The feel of his warm breath and the vibration of his voice created goosebumps.
“Mmhmm.” She was such a hussy. He already had her panting and he hadn’t done anything more than kiss her and open her blouse. How far was he planning on taking this? They were in her office for crying out loud.
“Now that we’re together, I’m guessing you’re going to want a baby at some point.” He lightly nipped her neck where it met her shoulder.
She jolted, unsure if it was because of his nipping her or him bringing up babies. “Well, I have always wanted one.”
“Just one?” He spoke against her skin, working his mouth lower, to take her other breast in his mouth.
“Umm. Maybe two.” The man was making it difficult to concentrate on the conversation. His free hand had been inching up her leg, pushing her skirt higher, until she felt him cup her between her legs. There was no way he could miss how turned on she was when he felt how wet he’d gotten her.
“Mmm. I could do two.” He slipped her panties to the side and inserted two fingers, causing her to gasp in surprise. “Fuck. You’re drenched.” He thrust his fingers in and out of her dripping pussy long enough to make her legs wobbly.
“Race,” she pleaded. Did she dare beg him to fuck her in her place of business, in her office? The thought of being semi naked in her office felt so naughty, so not what you’re supposed to do in a business office. God, it was such a turn on.
Before she had time to think, he dropped to his knees and pulled her panties down to her ankles. “Step out, babe.”
She did as instructed, lifting one foot, then the other. Once her panties were free of her high heels, he popped back up. He quickly got his jeans unfastened, freeing his engorged cock. Race stopped her from reaching out and touching him with a strong grip around her wrist.
“Fucking gotta have you. No time for teasing.” He growled before slamming his mouth back onto hers. He released her hand, pulling her tight against his body. She felt his hands grip her butt and squeeze with enough pressure to show ownership, but not enough to really hurt her. Would she have bruises tomorrow? Maybe. She really didn’t care.
The feel of his bare cock rubbing between her legs, along the seam of her sex had her struggling to breathe. A flood of more wetness coated his shaft. Nothing had ever felt this good. So naughty. Oh crap, there was a reason for that. No condom. She pulled back. “Condom?”
