I’m dressed by the time he walks out of the bathroom. After drying my hair, I head outside to find one of the guys, thinking he’s left. Gage is sitting at the bar drinking his coffee, and that slut Britney is in his face as usual. I seriously need to teach this bitch a lesson, but I’m in too good of a mood to do it right now.

“You sure I can’t make you some breakfast?” she asks him, batting her fake lashes.

I walk over to him and curl my arm around his waist as he drapes his over my shoulder, and kisses my forehead. I turn to Britney with a smirk.

“You don’t need to worry about him. He just ate.”

Gage almost chokes on his coffee. Britney’s eyes widen and she stumbles backward. Her gaze drops to my neck, so I display all my hickeys with pride. Gage pushes himself to his feet and tosses me over his shoulder. A surprised shriek is followed by a yelp of pain when he smacks my ass hard. He takes me back to his room and drops me on the bed. I prepare for his anger but get a delicious surprise when he reaches for his belt instead.

“I hate to say it, but I missed that fucking smart mouth of yours.”

I start ripping off my own clothes, getting myself ready for him. “Only because you get to try and shut me up now.”

He grabs my thighs and pulls me to the edge of the bed, then wastes no time pressing on my clit. Only seconds later, when he leans forward to lick my nipple, I’m already wet enough for him. He slips a finger inside me and I moan.

“That’s where you’re wrong, baby doll. I’m going to do the very opposite.”

He flips me onto my stomach and positions me on my knees before him. With a smack on my ass, he confidently proclaims, “I’m going to make you scream.”

CHAPTER 16

***Gage***

I zip up my jeans, not only pleased, but extremely pleased with myself. I made good on my promise, her screams and moans still echoing in my ear. She’s lying in bed, staring up at the ceiling with an ‘I’m drunk and high on an earth-shattering orgasm’ look on her face.

“Jesus. I think I lost a bit of my intelligence with that last one.”

I chuckle as I reach for my shirt.

“I’m serious. You just gave a whole new meaning to the phrase ‘screwing your brains out’. No wonder these bitches won’t leave you alone.”

“Babe, you know I give zero fucks about bitches.”

“I know…but when you’re handing out orgasms like those? I’m just saying I understand.”

I sit on the edge of the bed and pull her close.

“I still remember my name, though,” she adds with a giggle.

I did tell her she wouldn’t remember her name, didn’t I? “Yeah, doll...but you’ll never forget mine.”

She slides her hand to the back of my neck and pulls me down to her. With a gentle kiss, she whispers, “Never.”

I slip my tongue between her lips, tasting her addictive sweetness. All I want to do is stay in bed with her all day, but I can’t. I break the kiss reluctantly and put some distance between us.

“You should add another class to the curriculum – Advanced Orgasms.”

“I can’t give away all my secrets, doll.”

“True…but I think all women should experience what I have since last night.”

“Let’s see…just now, that was three. By my count, that’s seven orgasms I’ve given you in the last twelve hours. Wanna go for a record?”

“I’m down,” she answers eagerly.

“Then it’s on. I’ll wrap up this meeting as soon as I can and come right back.”

She rises on her elbow and the sheet slips, exposing her breasts. My dick jumps. Fuck.

“You sure you can’t postpone it?”

“I’m meeting with some people about E’s place. I won’t be long.”

“Okay,” she says with a hint of disappointment.

I slide my thumb across her nipple and her body quivers. I need to leave. Now. “When I get back, I’m going to fuck these tits.” She falls back on the bed with a sigh and I walk out while I’m still able to.

I meet with contractors, suppliers, and an interior decorator. Half of the time, I wasn’t even paying attention. I hope E doesn’t end up with a strip club with neon pink walls. Fuck me. My mind is back at the clubhouse. I thought I couldn’t stop thinking about her before, but now? Now, she seems to be all I think about. She consumes me. I just want to go straight back home and lock us both away from the world then drown myself in her. That’s not good. I can’t let a woman, even Raven, distract me to such degrees. I have things to do, people to take care of. That’s what I tell myself. Then a strong voice says fuck them all. Fuck me. I need to get a grip.

It’s early afternoon by the time I head back to the clubhouse. It’s quiet. Now that Ron and Booker are members, I put them to work. Ron wanted to work with cars, so I put him at Chopper’s. With Booker’s size, security was the most logical decision. I’ve mainly assigned him to Raven, though, when I don’t need him for anything else. She has no idea. There are a few Hounds hanging around but without any brothers here, they don’t have much to do.

I turn the knob on the bedroom door, but it’s locked. What is she doing in there?

“Babe…open up.”

Silence. Maybe she’s in the bathroom. I use my key and stop dead in my tracks when I see what’s going on inside. Quickly, I step in, and lock the door behind me. She’s in bed with her earbuds in. That explains why she didn’t hear me. The reason why the door was locked, though, is entirely different. She’s naked. Her knees are drawn up and spread wide, and she’s touching herself. Her head is thrown back, eyes closed. She’s in her own world and doesn’t even realize I’m in the room.

I move to the foot of the bed, grabbing my hard dick. While one hand works her clit, the other squeezes a breast. Fuck. This is beyond hot. I release my dick, slowly stroking it as I watch her fingers. I am one lucky son of a bitch. This incredible, beautiful woman is mine. She slides a finger inside her pussy and does something that makes me lose it—she whispers my fucking name. I start ripping off my clothes. Her eyes snap open and she gasps, trying to cover herself, her frantic movements dislodging the earbuds from her ears.

“Gage! What…how long have you been there?”

“On your knees.”

***Raven***

I move into position without a word. His voice and the look in his eyes demand compliance. I can’t believe he caught me masturbating. Not only that, but he stood there watching for God knows how long. I bite into my lip and watch with just a bit of child-like innocence as he undresses. The sexy boxers fall to the ground, leaving him gloriously naked. Baby Jesus. Sheer perfection. He grabs ahold of his dick and squeezes the base. It looks so intimidating – big and…veiny.

“Is this what you were thinking about?” he asks.

“Christ, Gage. It looks…scary.”

He gives me that cocky smirk of his. “I believe you did refer to it as a monster on more than one occasion.”

Yeah. The thing is I don’t want to run away from this scary monster. I want to hug it and kiss it and squeeze it and love it forever and ever. And ever.

“Take a good look, babe. It’s going to be putting you to bed every night and waking you up every morning.”

Holy shit. I don’t know whether to be excited or scared. I slide my gaze back to his face, and the hunger in his eyes makes the decision for me. Definitely not scared.

“Turn around and spread your thighs.”

Once again, I obey his command. The mattress shifts behind me and I begin to quiver, anticipating his touch. With him kneeling behind me, his dick is between my thighs and against my pussy. Shivering breaths overtake me. My body shudders as he trails his fingertips up and down my arms – slow, feather-light touches. Taking his own sweet time, his fingers travel down my sides and around my waist. I lean in to him, about ready to crumble from weakness. He flattens his palms on my stomach and slides them leisurely up to my breasts. My head falls back onto his shoulder and I moan as he begins to massage them.