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Susie and Sasha are the first to break from the group and rush at me, hugging me.
“That was epic, girl! And thank you for standing up for Jordan.”
I squeeze her tighter at that last part.
“Girl, that was fantastic! Though, we will be working on your form and start training you with knives so you can defend yourself better.”
Grinning, I nod and let go of them, only to be swooped up into Timber’s arms. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I rest my head on his shoulder as he carries me inside.
Setting me down on a chair, he kneels in front of me as he cups my hand and cheek. I wince when his finger grazes over one of my knuckles and he frowns. Before he can get up, Patch hands him an ice pack as he sits down next to me.
First, he looks at my knuckles. He must not see anything worrying because he gives Timber a chin lift and then the icepack is gently placed on them. Even though he’s gentle, I bite my lip to keep from wincing again. Patch then looks at the cut on my cheek.
“I’m just going to disinfect this for you quick, Mae, so it doesn’t get infected. You won’t need stitches, thankfully, so it shouldn’t scar. You should take some ibuprofen as well to help with any swelling with your hand.” He sets a little packet of pills on my lap and opens the alcohol wipe packet. I do my best not to wince at the sting, but I don’t think I’m successful judging by Timber looking even more concerned than he was before.
“Baby sis, that was fucking phenomenal to watch. And kudos for taking out the trash yourself,” Axe says as he wraps an arm around my shoulder when Patch steps back. Seconds later, Punisher also wraps an arm around my other shoulder.
“Sasha’s right though, sis. We need to work on your form and the fact that knowing how to handle knives, as well as how to shoot a gun, would be an extra layer of protection.”
I nibble my lip as I look from them to Timber and back. “I’ve never shot a gun or even used a knife for anything other than cooking. Glen, my old boss’ husband, taught me a little, but I would appreciate more lessons, nonetheless. Can never be too careful.”
As I turn back to Timber, my gaze snags on Smoke. He’s at the bar, getting a beer from Drae, but when he turns around, he purposefully doesn’t look at me.
The fact that he won’t acknowledge me guts me like no other. Guess I’ll just have to learn to live with the fact that he’ll never be part of my life.
At that, I feel myself starting to wilt inward, and the next thing I know, I’m being lifted up into Timber’s arms. Not wanting to fight him, I rest my head on his shoulder as he heads upstairs. Somehow, he gets his door unlocked and opened without putting me down.
Shutting and locking the door behind him, he crosses the room and lays me down on the bed. Crawling up the bed, he hovers over me before slamming his lips down on mine. Dropping the ice pack, I wrap my arms around his neck and run my fingers through his hair.
He moans into my mouth before leaning on me more. Feeling him hard at my center through our clothes has me moaning, and I can’t stop from raising my hips against him.
He pulls back and starts peppering kisses along my jaw and down my throat.
“Liam,” I gasp as he bites down on the spot where my neck connects to my shoulder.
“You were so fucking hot taking care of that bitch. As much as I need you, I know you aren’t ready for that, but I’m still going to make you feel good.”
“Yes, please,” I gasp out.
I definitely want more of what we did this morning. One of his hands skims down my side before going under my shirt. When I don’t stop him, he pulls back enough to pull the shirt off me.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous, Sunshine,” he moans as he stairs down at me in the satin padded bra that Sasha had gotten me.
Feeling sexy as he stares at me, I decide to take the next step.
Undoing the front clasp of the bra, I let the material fall to my sides. Groaning again, his mouth latches onto a nipple while his other hand massages the other breast and tweaks the nipple. His teeth gently bite down on my nipple and my core heats even more.
“Liam!” My hands fly to his head.
Oh, my lanta!
I press harder on his head, wanting more as I rock my hips against him.
He chuckles slightly as he switches breasts, paying it just as much attention with his tongue and teeth as he did the other one. His other hand snakes lower, and I moan when I feel him undoing the button on my jeans and reaching into my panties.
“Fuck, baby. You’re drenched for me.”
I cry out when he runs a finger through my slit. The pressure building inside of me is almost at the tipping point. Frantically, I try to press myself harder against his hand, needing him to bring me over the ledge.
