Tuck: Ruthless Bastards (RBMC Book 7)

by Chelsea Handcock

  Tuck heard heavy footsteps running down the hall and groaned, putting his face in his hands. He knew this wasn’t going to be good. When he looked up, a breathless Talon, face red with fury and eyes as big as fucking dinner plates stood in the doorway, and he knew shit had just hit the proverbial fan. Talon’s words coming only confirmed it.

  “Damn, man, you have to come and see this shit. It’s bad, Tuck, really bad.”

  Tuck didn’t even question him, he just got up from his chair, grabbed the fucking IV pole, and pushed it out the door. If Tal was freaking out, he knew whatever he saw next was going to change all their lives. When he walked into Tal’s mission control room and looked up at the screen, he knew one thing for certain—they were going to war, and a lot of them wouldn’t make it back from this. He looked around the room—Link and Whisk were standing off to the side, dumbstruck; Tank was braced up against the back wall, pissed as hell; and Brass for the first time, didn’t have a slick comment, he just stood there, looking at the screen like the rest of them.

  Crank punched the wall, and said, “I assume you're going to call a lockdown, right?”

  “Damn straight, brother, make it fucking happen, call everyone in, family and all. Get the girls together and make room. I want four guys at the front, two patches two prospects and as many guys as we can spare walking the grounds. Make sure they know we’re expecting company, friendly and not so friendly.”

  “What about the guys out at the tunnels?” Whisk asked.

  “They stay right where they fucking are. That’s a backdoor into this place, and now that we opened up the fucker, I don’t want to get caught with our pants down. Go! Get your woman and get her the hell out of there.”

  Whisk and Link left the room immediately followed by Crank. Jinx had just walked into the room, and Tuck watched as all the blood drained from his face, turning him a ghostly white.

  “Go get him, Jinx, kidnap his little ass if you have to. I’ll get Carri working on the details,”

  “I’ll go with him, watch his six,” Tank spoke up. “It’s going to take at least a day, and that’s being generous because we’re going to have to take a cage.”

  “Fuck that shit.” Tuck picked up Talon’s phone and called a friend. Within minutes, he had a helicopter en route to them. “I just cut your time in half. Do what you have to do. Ford is the pilot, he’ll get you where you need to go and get your asses out. Now, hit it. He was already at the airfield, it won’t take him long to gas his baby up and get her in the air.” Jinx started to say something, but Tuck already knew what it was.

  “Just go and get your boy and get him back here safe.” Tank had to help Jinx out of the room, and Tuck was just about to sit down and try to help Talon out when Kit’s big, bald ass self came into the room, smiling like a fucking loon.

  “Heard your boy here might need some help from the master.”

  Tuck went over to him and gave him a hug, quickly patting him on the back.

  “Sit your ass down and get to work KitKat. If Tal doesn’t take that ninth life of yours by the time I get back, I’ll see what I can do about getting you some action to fix that little mistake.”

  “Sounds like a good plan to me. Move over, little man, and watch me play these keys like I did the last chick I picked up in a bar,” Kit said, pushing Talon over.

  Tal looked relieved for the help although a little put out by Kit’s demeanor, at least he could do something for the guy. Kit was and would always be a force of nature.

  “Listen, I need to take care of some shit, I need a fucking phone.” Talon opened up a drawer and handed him one. “I’ll be around if you need me, just call.” Tuck had one destination in mind, his woman, but he stopped first and said, “Either of you fuckers knows how to take this thing off?” Tuck said holding up his hand. Normally, he would have just ripped it out, but he didn’t want to listen to Doc bitch about having to put it back in or how he needed it to heal. Tuck has shit to do and he didn’t need the damn tubing getting in the way of those plans.

  Kit got up from his seat laughing his ass off. “Oh, I see you have THINGS to do.” Kit turned off the drip and grabbed a Kleenex and some tape from Tal’s desk, doing an efficient though makeshift bandage. “Have at it boss man,” he said with a wink. “If you need help with that sweet little doctor, come back, and I’ll help you out again. You know what they say, once you go….”

  “KIT! I think I got this handled.” Tuck got the hell out of there before Kit could say another word.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Katie hadn’t slept long, her mind just too full of crap to fall soundly asleep, and the last thing she wanted to do was hang out with people. So, when she heard the knock at the door, she almost didn’t answer. That would have been a mistake, a big one.

  “Tuck, what’s going on?” Katie asked. He was standing there with this strange look on his face. She almost asked if she had done something wrong when he stepped into the room and shut the door behind him.

  “When we’re alone, I want you to call me Tucker.”

  Still confused Katie said, “Okay?”

  “When you’re at the Clubhouse, you stay in my room and my room only,” Tuck said, coming closer, making her take another step back.

  “Alright, anything else?” Katie squeaked.

  “Yeah, one last thing,” Tuck smiled. “When people ask, you tell them you are mine.” Tuck took another step closer, and Katie took another one back, the words he was saying hitting her brain like a freight train.

  “I could do that,” Katie said with a smile, swallowing hard but couldn’t resist asking, “Are you sure?”

  “Babe, I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”

  Katie should have been concerned about his wounds, health, and well-being, but at the moment, all she could think about was the promise Tuck had just made her and the lust in his eyes. Tuck was done talking. When he placed his hand on the nape of her neck and pulled her closer, their bodies colliding chest to toes, Katie melted. The first touch of his lips to hers set her on fire, and she knew even if he hadn’t said the words before, there was no going back from here, at least for her. She trusted Tuck but didn’t trust his words. He had proven he wouldn’t stick with her, but she would have this moment. No more holding back for either of them, consequences be damned.

  Katie had always wanted Tuck, there was no denying that, but at this moment, she had never felt more consumed by him. The way he was kissing her left no doubt, in some small way, he felt the same. It wasn’t simple or sweet, it was hot and needy like neither of them could get enough. It felt too good, too right, and everything in between. The spicy scent of his cologne, the taste of mint and coffee from his lips, and the feel of his warm hands on her body seduced every one of her senses, making her crave more.

  A soft whimper escaped her mouth as his hands caressed her ass and pulled her even closer to his body. She could feel the hardness of his cock pressing against her stomach, and she wanted to fall to her knees and worship him like she had so many times before in her dreams. But she wasn’t ready for the kiss to end just yet. Katie let her hands roam his perfect body until they reached his neck, then she wrapped one around his neck, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss. So caught up in his kiss, she hadn’t realized they had moved, but when the back of her legs hit the bed, she lowered herself onto it, waiting for him to follow her down.

  When he settled on top of her, he looked at her with promise, lust, and a little of something else that she couldn’t name.

  “I’m going to taste every inch of you, explore every place on your body with my lips,” he said, kissing her neck, moving down a little further, “teeth,” slightly biting her nipple through her shirt, “and fingers.” His fingers brushed against the waistband of her pants, dipping underneath. Goosebumps exploded over her skin as he continued to tease her body into a heated mess.

  When she felt the drag of her shirt going up, she lifted her body, just enough for him to get his hands b
ehind her back, pushing it up and over her head, only to go back down with the same light touch undoing her bra. Getting undressed had never been more seductive, but with every touch and each piece of clothing he removed, the heat grew inside of Katie. Tuck kissed each of her shoulders as he pulled the bra straps down her arms. Impatient, Katie yanked and pulled at his shirt until he relented and removed it, throwing it somewhere in the room using one hand, keeping the other on her body. She finally felt his heated skin against hers.

  “Damn, baby, you’re just as fucking perfect as I knew you would be,” he said, cupping her breast. “I’ve dreamed about this, about you. Have you dreamed about me, Katie? Have you run your hands over this gorgeous body like I’m doing now, dreaming it was me?”

  She had, but she couldn’t say the words, not because she was embarrassed or ashamed because she wasn’t. She had gotten herself off to thoughts of Tuck more times than she could count, but her body and mind were so tight with arousal, she couldn’t even form words. When she felt the fabric of her pants and panties being pulled down her from her hips to her waist, she lifted her ass off the bed, silently begging him to hurry up. She needed to feel him inside her body, but Tuck had other plans.

  He got up from the bed, just looking at her spread out naked, waiting for him. When his hand went to his belt, the anticipation of finally having all of Tucker Masterton caused a rush of fluid to escape her already drenched pussy. Slowly, Tuck undid his jeans and let them fall to the floor, leaving him in only black boxer briefs, the head of his hard cock protruding from the top. Katie licked her lips at the sight and let her hands roam down her body. When her fingers met her soft wet curls, she spread her legs further, letting him see what he was doing to her.

  Tuck watched as she swirled and moved her fingers around, moaning every time they hit her clit in just the right spot. Tuck pushed his underwear down, just enough to free his enormous cock and started stroking it.

  “You like what you see?” She more than liked what she saw, but instead of answering, she delved first one then two fingers into her channel. “Fuck babe!”

  Katie thought she was in heaven before, but when Tuck dropped to his knees, lowering his head between her legs, tenderly licking and kissing her inner thighs, still watching as she played with her body, it was too much. She could feel the orgasm building, ready to explode and send her into another universe.

  “Oh, god, Tucker please don’t stop,” she screamed when one of his fingers joined hers.

  “I have no intention of stopping, Kate, just getting started,” Tuck said, looking up at her full of promise and desire. She was right there when Tuck moved her hand away, replacing it with his mouth. Katie’s hips bucked as he added another finger, filling her even more. It only took a few flicks of his tongue, and she was flying, her orgasm causing her entire body to quiver and shake uncontrollably. Tuck didn’t stop, he continued to tease and torture her relentlessly, intensifying her orgasm to the point where she wasn’t sure if she could take any more pleasure.

  Katie barely remembered him stopping. Her body was not her own, Tucker Masterson owned it all when he settled his body between her legs. She looked at him—she had dreamed of this moment more than once, and all of it felt too good to be true. He dragged his cock through her wet folds, teasing her just a little more.

  Katie begged, “Tucker please!” as she wrapped her legs around his body, pulling him closer to where she needed him. A deep moan of satisfaction left them both as Tuck drove deep within her body. His rhythm started off slow.

  “Damn, Katie, you’re so fucking tight,” he said breathlessly, thrusting his hips forward, faster and deeper.

  Katie was overwhelmed with the feel of him inside of her, so swollen from her orgasm, she could feel every bump and ridge of his cock as he started to pound inside of her. It wasn’t enough, she needed more. Lifting her hips, she met him thrust for thrust, wanting him as deep as he could go, encouraging him to take her faster, harder—she wanted it all. When his piercing rubbed up against her G spot, her entire body tensed, clamping down on him like a vise. Tuck groaned deeply, froze for a second, then Katie felt the hot splash of his cum as he erupted inside of her.

  Tuck fell to the side and pulled her closer as they caught their breath, but for only a second. She didn’t know what she expected to happen next, but him jumping out the bed, grabbing his clothes, and tucking his still wet dick inside his jeans wasn’t it. When he said her name, she was done. There was a certain tone to it like he regretted what had just happened. Katie didn’t waste any time either, she got up, gathered her clothes, and started putting them on. He tried to stop her, but she was too hurt and pissed right then to listen to a word he had to say.

  “You know I’ve been fucked before, Tuck,” she said, turning. “I’ve been promised the fucking world, then shot down. I didn’t expect that from you, not now, not ever. Piece of advice for the next woman you decide to break their heart, don’t make promises you can’t or won’t fucking keep.” With that, she stormed out of the room and down the stairs. She needed to get the hell away from the Clubhouse and Tuck once and for all.

  When she got downstairs, the place was packed, but she immediately saw Cathy and went to her. “Get me the fuck out of here.”

  “Whoa, girl, what’s going on?” Cathy asked.

  “Nothing, I just need to get out of here now!” Katie said through gritted teeth, not ready to get into it with all these fucking people around, staring at her.

  Cathy looked at her with sympathy. That wasn’t so bad, but Katie could also see the pity in her eyes, that shit sucked.

  “Shit, hon, we’re on lockdown, I can’t,” Cathy said.

  “You can’t, but I can. Just give me your keys.”

  “Katie, come on, wait a minute, let’s talk about whatever is going on. I’m sure it isn’t as bad as you think,” Cathy pleaded, but Katie wasn’t having any of it.

  “Listen, have I ever said no to you or anyone in this damn club? Haven’t I dropped everything at a moment’s notice to help you people out? Just give me the damn keys!” Katie demanded. The entire room got quiet, and the hairs on the back of her neck stood up on end. She knew he was there, Tuck had followed her down the damn stairs and wasn’t going to let her escape like she wanted.

  It killed a little part of her. How could he be so fucking cruel? Looking around the room but not behind her, she noticed familiar faces, all looking at her with the same pity Cathy had in her eyes and unfamiliar faces that looked like she was fucking nuts. She also noticed Crank and Crash both standing by the door and knew she wasn’t going anywhere. Defeated, she started to walk toward the stairs. She would find a room she had never been in before, the place was fucking big enough, and she would wait it out until she could finally leave. Because there was no way in hell she would ever step foot in the room she was just in again. Not happening.

  Pissed, hurt, and angry were not a good combination for Katie. She turned back and looked at Cathy.

  “You were supposed to be my friend. I’ve been there for you when you needed me, and this is how you repay me? Don’t call me again because I won’t be there, just like you weren’t here for me now.”

  She should have expected Tuck’s bellowed, “Katie! Get your ass in my office NOW!” Not wanting to look at anyone, she kept her head down and went that way, wanting to get this all over with, sooner rather than later.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Tuck knew he fucked up the moment Katie got out of bed and started putting her clothes on, but his damn phone had been vibrating for the last twenty minutes, and he knew one of the guys was going to be pounding on the door any second. He wanted nothing more than to just lay in that bed with her and spend the next few weeks showing her exactly how he felt, but he had to get back work. When she spouted off, telling him he had fucked her and not to make promises he couldn’t keep, he was blown away and pissed at the same time, but hearing her yell at Cathy, saying the things she did, his pissed off turned to fury.
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br />   This was on him, he knew it, but she was overacting and hadn’t even given him a chance to fucking explain. That shit was stopping now. As soon as she got in his office, Tuck shut the door, took her by the shoulders, pushed her up against it, pinning her there, so she couldn’t move, and had her full attention.

  “First, if you want to do this with me, you’re going to have to trust me. That shit you just pulled isn’t going to happen. You get pissed at me, tell me, not the entire fucking club. This is who I am, Katie. You say you accept me, but the first chance you get to run, baby, you were out that door so fast. Maybe it’s you who needs to think about making promises you can’t keep.”

  Katie opened and closed her mouth several times before she spoke, “I didn’t, I thought...”

  “Yeah, you thought wrong. You know damn well shit is falling all over the place right now, and my damn phone had been going off since the first fucking orgasm I gave you. I put you before my duty, Katie. Do you get that?

  “You have a decision to make. You told me you could handle this life that you were born into it, but what you just did proves that wasn’t true, now was it?” Tuck said as he stepped away from her, not able to look at her tear-stained face. Katie moved past him and sat down on the couch, crying into her hands. The sound gutted him, but he wasn’t wrong; if they couldn’t work this shit out, there wasn’t any point in going any further.

  When she sobbed out, “It’s just that you always push me away, I thought...”

  Tuck couldn’t take it anymore, this was on him because of all the years of denying what he knew was between them. Getting down on his knees in front of her, he moved her hands away from her face, coaxing her to look up at him.