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She grins at my words before she kisses me.

Fuck, this girl is amazing.

I push my tongue into her mouth and tangle it with hers as I thrust my hips, hard and fast, inside her wet cunt. A slapping sound echoes through the house, along with our heavy breathing as our kiss gets harder and hotter.

I can feel my spine starting to tingle. This girl drives me crazy.

I tilt my hips, hitting her g-spot, thrusting into her harder, needing her there before I come.

She bangs her head against the wall as her pussy tightens around me, my lips going to her neck, biting, and sucking it.

I rasp, "Come on baby, get there," before placing a hand between us. I find her clit and squeeze it, pinching it tightly, making her scream as her pussy gushes between us. I groan, slamming into her one, two, three times before coming inside her.

"Fuck, Shorty…" I whisper as her fingers grip my hair.

"I think you may be late," she states breathlessly, and I chuckle, not giving a shit, knowing full well we're about to go again in a second.

Forty minutes later, I'm walking into the clubhouse common room. I notice Momma and Scar tilting their heads at me. I raise my hand and head toward the officer's rooms, passing Snake, who raises a brow and asks, "What the fuck happened to your hair?"

Smokey looks my way before bursting out in laughter. I offer them my middle finger, ignoring them.

When I get halfway down the hallway, my father's loud voice echoes behind me, "What the fuck has happened to my son? First his cut, then his bike, and now his hair? Is he into men? You boys can tell me." Smokey's laughter escalates. The fucker may not have gotten his memory back yet, but he knows Liv is close to my girl, so God fucking help him.

I grunt, banging on Tech's door before going in and sighing at the quiet. He raises a brow at me before noticing my hair. He laughs.

Damn, Violet and her pranks!

"Alright fucker, shut it and let's get this shit done, yeah," I growl, making him laugh harder. I just shake my head, and take a seat at his other monitor and get comfortable enough to look at hours of footage.

Just what I wanted to do with my time.

A few hours later, my phone goes off, distracting me. I groan, wiping my face, and strain my eyes as I pick up my phone.

My Shorty: I miss you xx

I grin wide, quickly replying, ignoring the cheesy grin on Tech's face.

Me: I miss you too, baby. Get some sleep. I love you xx

Placing my phone back in my cut, I look back at the monitor on the desk, hoping Tech will leave it, but the fucker doesn't.

Instead, he opens his mouth. "So, you're in a relationship, huh? With someone you clearly want to keep out of this life. Seems as if most of the brothers were cunts to you growing up."

I snort, not taking my eyes off the screen, and reply, "Very perceptive of you, brother."

He hums, saying, "I've been monitoring the camera feeds for years, Jayden. I've seen plenty of shit I wish I hadn't, including audio proof of Snatch belittling you day in and day out. I'm surprised you even settled down."

I swallow hard, hating that he's seen it all. I rasp, "It's in the past, let's just leave it, yeah?"

I've worked fucking hard to keep the past where it needs to stay.

He grunts. "Nah, because it's not. If it was, you wouldn't be planning to hand in your patch. The bitch never should have been allowed to stay after you were born!"

I snort and reply, "But then my dad would have had to take care of me, and the brothers would have lost their prime snatch." He growls, about to say something else, but I cut him off as I catch something on the monitors. "Fuck me, brother, how fucking far back are these feeds?"

He rolls over to me in his chair, stating, "As far back as when we were teenagers, why?"

I grin wide and nod to the screen. "Because that sure looks like Snatch helping Hairy's mother carry Snake's unconscious dad to his room!"

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