Page 35 of The Biker Next Door


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“I’m close. So close.”

His rough fingers rub my clit as he kisses me. “That’s my girl. Come for your man.” Hips rocking against mine, he fucks me so damn good until every bone in my body turns to jelly. I’m hooked, riding on the fantasy of him come to life.

The ultimate bad boy. Face of an angel, body of a god. He makes me crazy stupid. My heart is practically singing for him as it beats against my chest.

Eyes rolling back in my head, I come again feeling like I’ve made a deal with the devil and sold my soul so I can keep him. He has a hold on me like no one ever has. And now I know I’d do anything to keep him.

Like covering up a crime.

I’m hooked and never letting go.

Chapter 14

Scrubbing a palm over my face, I wait for Smoke to answer.

“Theis better be fucking good,” he growls.

“I need a favor. Can you get the box truck and come back to Stella’s? I’ll explain when you get here. And hurry.”

“Yeah. All right, man.”

Stella is at my place, asleep in my bed. I gave her something to make her sleep. She can freak out tomorrow once this is done. I light up a cigarette and wait for Smoke.

After about half an hour, he pulls up.

“What’s so damn important you had to call me at three am?”

“Keep your voice down, man. Follow me.” I take him into Stella’s apartment, where I have Jacob’s body wrapped up in her sheets.

“Who the fuck is that?”

“Her ex. Fucker broke in and tried to rape her, so she shot him.”

“Jesus. Why didn’t you call the cops?”

“Kind of got sidetracked.”

“You fucked her instead.” He looks up at the ceiling. “You’re going to ow me big time for this. I mean it. I help you with this shit, I don’t give a fuck what it is. If I ask you to wipe my ass, you better make sure it’s with two-ply.”

“I get it.”

“Shit. Check his pockets for keys and a phone.”

“Already did. His car is in the guest parking lot.”

“Let’s get him in the truck, then I’ll follow you in his car to Ollie’s. He owes the club a favor.”

Ollie is a fat bastard that owns a scrapyard with a big ass incinerator. As far as anyone will know, Jacob stopped by to see Stella on his way back to Florida and never heard from him again. That is, if they come asking about the prick.

Ollie didn’t ask questions. He simply gave us access to what we needed and left it at that but said that marked his debt with the club clean. Smoke told me not to worry about it.

He’s the last person I thought I would call, but I knew he’d have my back.

I make it home after daylight and stand under the spray of the hot water until it runs out. I find Stella curled up in my bed with Whiskers sleeping next to her. I kick the cat out of my room and slide into bed behind her to be the big spoon. The second her warmth hits me, I instantly get hard.

Trailing my fingers along her side, I hitch the t shirt she borrowed up over her hip, exposing her naked ass. I take my time rousing her, kissing her neck, toying with her cunt, rubbing the head of my dick between her cheeks, nudging my way inside her. Even asleep, she’s fucking soaked for me.

She only wakes when I start to move.

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