by L. Wilder
“You’re wrong. You haven’t said nearly enough.” I took a step closer to her, and that’s when I noticed her luggage on the kitchen floor. “What the hell is this?”
“I’m leaving.” She eased the door open, allowing me to step inside. “I’ve already stayed longer than I should.”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“I’ve gotta go, Menace.” Anguish marked her face as she said, “I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if something happened to you or one of your brothers.”
“Why would you be worried about something happening to me?”
“It doesn’t matter now. I’m leaving, so—”
“You’re not leaving, Aubrey.”
I walked over to her, slipped my arm around her waist, and pulled her against my chest. I lowered my mouth to hers, silencing her rebuttal with a deep, demanding kiss. All the passion I’d been holding back instantly came pouring out in that kiss. I couldn’t resist the burning hunger for her a second longer. I’d imagined over and over what her soft, full lips would taste like, but it didn’t hold a flame to the real thing. She was divine, and I knew then there was no way I could ever get enough of her. Every touch of her tongue only made my need grow more intense. I wound my hand around the nape of her neck and tangled my fist in her hair, letting out a low growl as I gave it a firm tug. Aubrey’s lips opened in a small gasp, exactly like I wanted, giving me even better access to her sweet mouth.
She ran her fingers through my hair, pulling me closer and returning my kiss with fervor. From the start, I had suspected the pull I felt towards hers was mutual. I could feel it lingering under the surface, just begging to be released, and if this kiss was any indication, Aubrey wanted me just as much as I wanted her. It was time for me to give her what we both craved. To hell with denying it any longer. I had to have her.
“Mmm…” She moaned into my mouth as my free hand grabbed her ass and pulled her closer. That little moan made my cock so hard my jeans could barely constrain it. I felt a slight smile play on her lips as she ground her hips against mine, clearly enjoying my growing arousal. My cock throbbed against the fabric between us, aching to be buried between her legs.
I kept Aubrey’s head pulled back as I trailed my lips down her throat, nipping and sucking at the sensitive flesh. Her breath caught as I reached the dip between her neck and collarbone. Ahh, her sweet spot. Her hands gripped my hair, and I could feel her heart hammering in her chest. I had to admit, this wasn’t how I saw tonight playing out. I’d come to her place to finish the conversation we’d started in my office. I had no intention of kissing her, much less fucking her, but the second her lips touched mine, I lost all control—something that never fucking happens. For reasons I couldn’t begin to explain, this woman had me on edge. I burned for her, and with every touch, she stoked the fucking fire. Aubrey shifted her hips forward, grinding her clit against my ever-hardening cock. I gave her hair another tug as I warned, “Careful there, babe.”
Hunger flashed through her eyes as she purred. “What if I don’t want to be careful?”
I released her hair and pulled back to look at her face. Pure, wanton desire was reflected in those gorgeous blue eyes as I leaned down and lifted her into my arms. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
“Okay... Consider me warned.”
I carried her into the bedroom, and once we reached the doorway, I lowered her feet to the ground. Her eyes were locked on mine as her hands slid across my chest to my cut as she carefully slipped it off and placed it on a chair. I kicked off my boots, then yanked my t-shirt over my head and tossed it to the floor. Her pupils grew wide as her gaze burned across my skin. I could see her taking in every line of every tattoo, each curve of my muscles, and just like when she watched me in the shower, the expression on her face left no doubt that she liked what she saw. Aubrey took a step back, inviting me to watch as she slowly stripped off her shirt and jeans. Standing there in only a white lace bra and panties, she licked her lips while her wanton eyes drifted to my jeans, waiting for me to reveal her prize as a dark pink blush inched up her chest. Fuck. Like mine, her arousal was building by the second, and I could only imagine how wet she was for me.
“You like what you see, baby?”
“I think you know I do.”
One by one, she slid the straps of her bra off her shoulders, letting them fall loose on her delicate arms, then reached behind her back and undid the clasp. The lace fabric fell to the floor, and my attention immediately went to her perfectly round breasts that were just waiting for my mouth. I pulled her against me and relished in the sensation of having her body so close to mine. “Do you have any idea how incredible you are?”
“Tell me.”
I shook my head, “No, baby, I’m gonna show you.”
I traced my fingertip over Aubrey’s bottom lip, down the hollow of her throat, and between her full breasts. Her eyes closed as her mouth opened while her back arched towards me. My fingertip continued to drift around the outside of her breast and ended at her aroused nipple. I took the peak between my index finger and thumb and rolled it, pulling slightly as a groan escaped from her throat.
I bent my head down and took her nipple between my teeth, alternating sucking and circling my tongue. Her hands flew to my hair, pulling me closer as she panted. My mouth never left her breast as my fingers slid down to the lace waistband of her panties. I hooked my thumbs in the delicate fabric and slipped them down her silky thighs, then admired the sight before me. Aubrey was perfect. Every fucking inch of her.
I took a step forward, backing her against the bedroom wall before kneeling in front of her. I needed to taste her. I wanted to fulfill all of the fantasies we’d both been denying. I trailed kisses down her stomach as I lifted her left thigh and hooked it over my shoulder. I brushed my fingertip up and down her center before slipping a finger inside and kneading her clit with my thumb. Aubrey moaned as she rode my fingers, and by the sound of her rapid breaths, I could tell she was getting close. I moved my mouth to her clit, nipping and sucking relentlessly as my fingers continued their torturous rhythm.
“Oh God!” she cried out, her fingernails digging into my shoulders, desperate for something to hold on to.
“Oh, no, not yet, baby girl. You’re saving that for when I’m inside you,” I rasped. I pulled back and stood up, my hands moving to my belt buckle. I made quick work of my remaining clothes, kicking them to the side. My cock was hard as steel as stood there in front of her, letting her greedy eyes soak in everything before I went to her. Aubrey lowered her gaze and watched as I took my length in hand and stroked it. Her expression changed from wonder to hunger as she licked her lips and stepped forward to claim my cock with her silky, soft hand. She ran her fist up and down my thick shaft, pumping me until I couldn’t take another second. “You’re killing me, woman.”
I turned and lifted Aubrey before tossing her onto the bed. She immediately settled in on top of the covers, spreading her knees and lying back on her elbows. She wanted it, and she wanted me to know it. Quickly, I leaned down and fished out a condom from the wallet in my jeans. She bit her lip and eagerly watched as I rolled it down my length. My arousal was growing with every breath as I turned and stepped over to the bed. “You ready for me?”
“Oh, yeah.” She purred. “I’m definitely ready.”
“We’ll see about that.”
I was going to fuck her until she couldn’t remember her name. All of the anticipation that had been building was finally going to be satisfied. I knelt between her thighs, rubbing my cock against her entrance while she writhed beneath me, ready and waiting. I leaned forward on my forearms and immediately felt her breath hitch as the tip of my cock raked against her soft flesh. Then, I plunged the head of my dick into her snug heat, her muscles instantly constricting around me. Fuck, I’d never felt anything so incredible. Absolute heaven. Our breath mingled in the space between our lips. I pulled back and once again drove inside her, my rhythm slow at fi
rst, but it didn’t take long before I couldn’t hold back and had picked up the pace.
I grabbed her left calf and placed it over my right shoulder, then slammed into her again and again, relishing her ivory skin turning a pinkish hue. Damn, Aubrey looked so incredible and felt so fucking awesome. I was a greedy bastard who needed more, so I lowered her calf, then slipped my hands underneath her and flipped her over on her knees. I twisted my fingers in her hair, giving an easy tug as I plowed into her once again. My hand drifted down between her legs, and my fingers teased her exposed clit as my dick thrust up against her G-spot. Aubrey’s body began to shake. She moaned as she clutched at the sheets. “Yes, Menace! Don’t stop!”
Completely mesmerized by the sound of our bodies colliding together, I drove into her again—harder, faster, until her entire body trembled. Her back arched as she reared back against me, meeting my every thrust. When her orgasm took hold, I could feel her heat clamping down on my cock, and it was all I could do not to come right then. I wasn’t ready for this to end. Not yet. I tried my damnedest to stop myself from going over the edge, but the tension between us continued to build with every thrust.
I gritted my teeth, pulled her hair even harder, and drove deep inside her once again. She was wet, so fucking wet, and her heat continued to pulse against my cock. It felt too damn good. There was just no resisting it, and my orgasm rocked through me. Our bodies convulsed as I remained fully rooted inside her, savoring every second of the ecstasy rolling through us both. A deep-seated growl vibrated through my chest. “Damn. So fucking good.”
Her body shuddered as I withdrew my cock and lowered her to the bed. I quickly removed my condom and tossed it into the trash, then lay down next to her. After several long moments, her breathing started to slow. I pulled her over to me, then trailed light kisses along her bare shoulder as I whispered, “Just so you know, I didn’t plan on this happening tonight.”
Her brows furrowed. “Oh?”
“Don’t get me wrong.” I kissed her shoulder once more. “I knew it was going to happen. Just wasn’t my plan for it to be tonight.”
“You knew this would happen, huh? And how’s that?”
“Just a feeling.” I didn’t see the point in trying to put my thoughts into words, especially since she knew what I was talking about. “And I gotta say, I like it when I’m right.”
“I’m sure you do, especially when it’s that kind of feeling.” There was a twinge of jealousy in her tone when she added, “I bet you have it a lot with all the beautiful women coming into the club.”
“Not as often as you might think.”
I was tempted to tell her that I’d never had that feeling with any other woman, not the way I had with her, but I decided to keep that bit to myself. I didn’t see the point in freaking her out. Hell, I was rattled enough for the both of us. I’d thought fucking her would get her out of my system, but as I lay there next to her, I was having my doubts that would ever happen. She gave a little huff to my response, then mumbled, “If you say so.”
“Wouldn’t say it if it wasn’t true. Can’t exactly say the same about you.” I cocked my eyebrow. “Aubrey Cash.”
“Yeah, well I have my reasons for fudging the truth.”
“I’m sure you do, and I’m ready to hear ’em whenever you’re ready to share ’em.”
“It’s kind of a long story, and there are going to be things you don’t want to hear.”
“That’s fine. I’ve got no place I need to be.”
“But—”
“No sense in stalling. I’m not going anywhere until you tell me what the hell is going on with you.”
She paused for a moment, considering whether or not she should open up to me, but eventually, she said, “Fine, but it’s not going to change anything.”
“I’ll be the judge of that.”
Parker
“Okay, then...For starters, my name is Parker Weston, not Aubrey Cash, and I’m from Sausalito, California, not Cleveland or whatever I put on my application.”
“I’m aware of that. Knew it the day you applied.”
“You did?”
“Oh, yeah.” He chuckled. “I knew the second you walked into my office you were hiding something.”
“Why didn’t you say something?”
“I was curious to see how far you’d take it, and I have to say, I was pretty impressed when you actually started taking off your clothes.”
“Well, just so you know, I was absolutely mortified.”
“I was well aware.” He looked down at me and smiled. “Don’t get me wrong, it was hot as fuck, but there was no way in hell I was ever going to put you on the stage.”
“Oh, really? It was that bad?”
“No, it was that fucking good. I wanted you all to myself.” He leaned down and kissed me on the forehead. “No one gets to see that hot little body of yours but me.”
I rolled my eyes as I teased him. “Well, aren’t you just the sweetest?”
“Nothing sweet about it. I don’t share. You best remember that.” He gave me a quick wink, then said, “So, you’re from California.”
“You know... we should be cuddling and enjoying the haze of our sexual bliss, not talking about where I’m from or how I got here.”
“Well, I’ve never been one for cuddling.”
“No surprise there,” I scoffed. “I’m guessing you aren’t one for spooning either.”
“You’re procrastinating, Parker.”
“Yes, Menace. I’m from California. I’d still be there if my family was still alive.” I nestled into the crook of his arm as I told him all about the night I’d returned from my date to find that my parents and sister had been murdered. I told him about Rossi and how I’d testified against him. I was a blubbering, sobbing mess when I looked up at him and asked, “Remember how I told you I worked for the Brants before I went to college?”
“Yeah?”
“That wasn’t true.” His brows furrowed as I went on, “The trial was all over the news, especially in California, so they placed me in witness protection and moved me to Colorado. That’s when I actually met the Brants. They were the family I was placed with. I lived in the loft above their house and worked in their diner.”
“Oh damn. It wasn’t really a robbery, was it?”
“No, it wasn’t. It was Rossi. All Rossi.” I wiped the tears from my nose and face as I continued, “Poor Peter and Sally. They had no idea what they were getting themselves involved in.”
“I’m sure they knew more than you think,” Menace assured me. “Besides, it’s not your fault. None of this is your fault.”
“Maybe not, but it doesn’t make me feel any better about it.” I wiped the tears from my cheek. “They were so good to me, especially Mr. Brant. He was always bringing me little treats. Cookies or candy he kept hidden from his wife. He was like the grandfather I never had.”
Anguish riddled Menace’s voice as he whispered, “He was a very good man.”
“If I had known what was coming, I would’ve left, but I thought things were okay. The last I’d heard, Rossi had been denied an appeal. No one told me that Rossi’s lawyer had presented new evidence to the judge and had gotten the appeal, so I had no idea what was going on when I heard gunfire in the diner.” I took a moment to gather myself. “I was in the kitchen helping Mr. Brant when it happened. I wanted to try and help, but Mr. Brant wouldn’t let me. He forced me to go in the hidden cellar and wait. I did as he said, and I hid down there while all those innocent people were murdered.”
“How did you get away?”
“Mr. Brant kept a car for me at the salvage lot in town. He’d placed a bag of clothes, my IDs and some cash in a bag in the trunk. There was also a note. He told me to come here and ask for help.”
“Why didn’t you just tell me that from the start?”
“I was scared. I thought you’d blame me for what happened to Peter and Sally and send me away. I thought it would just be easier to make some mo
ney and go.” The tears started to fall once again as I said, “I live with the guilt of what happened to them every day of my life. I have even more guilt for being alive. I should’ve been home with my mother and sister. I should’ve died right there along with them.”
“You can’t think that way, Parker. None of this was your fault.”
“You can say that as many times as you want, but I don’t think I’ll ever believe it. I brought death to those people’s door, and if I don’t leave, I’ll do the same to you.”
“You’re not leaving.” He slipped his arm around me and pulled me closer. “We’ll figure a way out of this.”
“But how? It’s only a matter of time before they find me again.”
“You don’t live in a world like mine without learning how to deal with men like Rossi.”
“But what happens when someone recognizes me from the news...”
“You’ve made it this far without being recognized.” He sounded so sure, so calm when he said, “Stop trying to buy trouble with all this and just give my brothers and me some time to come up with a plan.”
“The brothers?” I gasped. “You’re going to get them involved in all this?”
“They’ve been involved from the start, babe,” he scoffed. “They knew just as well as I did that something was going on with you, and if there’s a way they can help, they will.”
“But they barely know me.”
“They won’t be doing it for you. They’ll be doing it for me.”
“They would help even if they knew their lives were in danger?”
“Absolutely,” he answered with confidence. “We’re brothers, and that’s what brothers do.”
“I’m starting to understand the draw to the club. Sounds like you have a pretty great thing with them.”
“I do.” He eased up on his elbow so he was facing me as he said, “Since we’re on the subject, I think you should move into my room at the clubhouse.”
“What? Are you crazy?” I shrieked as I sat up on the bed and yanked the sheet over my bare chest. “I’m not moving in with you, Menace.”