Angel was standing underneath the warm spray of the shower, letting it wash the stress from her muscles. Dax had told her not to worry about what was going on between the Skulls and Chaos, but she couldn’t help it. David had given Dax a printout of the stolen vehicles. There were twenty-six in the past several months that hadn’t been taken by the Skulls. Angel didn’t ask how many were on that list. Ignorance was bliss about some things.

For the past week, Dax and a small group of brothers had been leaving as the sun went down every night and not returning until morning. Dax told her that they were just “checking out” the addresses of the registrants of each one of those cars. Angel had been a cop and married to the president of an MC long enough to know that didn’t mean simply driving by the houses. She hadn’t been able to sleep and her already frayed nerves were practically raw. She turned so that her back was toward the spray, tipped her head back, and closed her eyes. The sound of the shower door being slid open nearly caused her heart to jump out of her chest. She snapped open her eyes and they landed on her naked and very hot old man.

“Jesus, baby, you scared me.”

He put his arms around her and pulled her into his chest. Kissing her on top of her head he said, “I’m sorry. Mm…you feel good.”

Angel smiled into his chest. “So do you. How was your night?”

“Huh-uh, I don’t want to talk about work.”

She tipped her head back to look up at him. His eyes were bloodshot and he hadn’t shaved in a few days. That line between his eyes he got when he worried was becoming a permanent part of his face. Luckily, it only added to how gorgeous he was, at least in Angel’s opinion. “You didn’t get naked and in the shower with me to talk about stolen cars, photographs, or Trayvon?”

He chuckled. “Nope. I was thinking we could talk about politics or basketball…”

Angel put her head back against the taut muscles of his chest. She could feel his heart beating against her cheek and his erection rising against the top of her thigh. “So who do you favor in the city council race?” she said with a smile. Dax put his lips on the side of her head and bent down, letting them slide down her cheek. She turned her face in time for their lips to meet and before he kissed her he said:

“I just remembered that when I’m naked with you, I don’t give a fuck about anything else.” He covered her mouth with his and she parted her lips so that his tongue could slide in. God, she loved kissing him—it was so erotic that she could almost come just from having his hot tongue in her mouth. When he pulled out of the kiss he grinned down at her and said, “You still want to talk?” Angel smiled.

“Nope. But I do want to do this…” Next to kissing him, touching him was best. She picked up the soap and rubbed it between her hands until she’d worked up a full lather. “Turn around.” Dax turned his back to her. The muscles in his shoulders twitched and rippled as she ran her hands across them. He groaned when she massaged his neck with her fingers and then let them travel down his back. At his lower back, she massaged again and then she ran her palms over the hard cheeks of his perfect ass before lowering herself down to one knee and washing from the tops of each thigh to his feet, just skimming her fingers lightly across his balls and making him moan. When she finished with his back, she said, “Okay, turn back around.”

Dax turned and the way he looked down at her almost made her abandon the washing and climb up him like a telephone pole. But she wanted to make things last, so she soaped up her hands once again and rubbed her palms against his hard chest and down along his tattooed, muscular, and so fucking sexy arms. When she got to his hands he tried to grab hers, but she pulled away and soaped up once more. Going back down on her knees, she started with a foot, and slowly worked her hands up in circles until she reached his inner thigh. His body jerked as she lightly caressed his balls that time before washing down the other side. His cock was at full mast by then and he gasped when it brushed against her cheek on her way down the second time. When she was finished with his legs, she moved aside so the warm water could rinse the soap off his hot body and once he was rinsed clean, Angel didn’t waste any time sliding her mouth over the tip of his cock and sucking it into her mouth.

“Fuck, baby,” he breathed out, putting his hands in her wet hair and brushing it back from her face. “Look at me.” He held back her hair while she looked up at him. Their eyes met, and she saw the lust raging in his as she bobbed up and down on his rock-hard erection, taking it in as deeply as she could each time. Dax rocked his hips, and Angel slid her hands up to press her palms into his hard cheeks and encourage him to go faster. He groaned and closed his eyes as he began to move his hips faster, grinding into her face each time before pulling back and sliding almost all the way out of her lips. His hands had gone from petting her hair softly to fisting it between his fingers. He held her mouth where he wanted it and fucked it wildly until Angel knew he was right on the edge before pulling back with a grunt and lifting her to her feet. Breathlessly he said, “My turn.”

Dax lathered his hands, and pressing her back under the warm water he began to run them all over the front of her body. He washed each one of her breasts, one at a time with two hands, massaging, caressing, and mashing them between his palms. He washed down each one of her thighs and then caused her to gasp as he parted her pussy lips with the fingers of one hand and ran the fingers of the other from top to bottom. He played with her for a few seconds before moving his hands back up to her shoulders and spinning her around to face the water. He held her up against his chest while he rinsed the soap off every part of her body. She wasn’t sure if the water was hot any longer or not, but her body was on fire.

Dax pushed her forward gently and began to soap up her back. He slid his big, strong hands down to her ass and washed each cheek in firm, circular motions, and then he let one of his hands run along the crack and all the way down to her pussy, where once again he touched her swollen clit. She cried out…loudly…glad that Susie had already gone to school because in that instant, she needed to be loud. She was so turned on. He was so fucking sexy.

Angel pressed forward, leaning her cheek into the cold tile and opening her legs a little wider, hoping that Dax would continue to explore. He put his mouth down next to her ear and said, “You’re so fucking sexy, baby…I’m going to make you come with my fingers…I want to hear you. I want you to be loud…tell me how much my sweet, dirty girl likes it.”

Angel nodded and gasped for breath and then she whimpered as Dax slipped a finger inside of her. “Like that, baby girl?”

“Fuck,” she breathed out. “Yes…” He pulled back with that finger, and the second time he entered her it was with two fingers and enough force to slam into her G-spot. The whimper turned into a loud moan.

“Mm, she likes that, huh?” Angel panted as she nodded. Dax moved his fingers around inside of her, in circles before he began to thrust then in and out while he whispered in her ear how much he wanted to hear her come. Angel pushed back with her hips, grinding into his hand each time and then sliding forward so that he would slam his fingers back into her again. She was on the edge and moaning even louder when Dax pushed his thumb into her aching clit and caused her to scream out in ecstasy as she came. She said his name repeatedly as she rocked into his hand while he coaxed the rest of the orgasm out of her. Once she was finished and trying to get her breathing back under control, Dax moved her forward, pushed her lower back with his hand to get her to bend forward, and then he slammed his raging hard cock up inside of her. They were both too far gone for slow, easy sex. Angel’s face rubbed against the smooth, cold tile of the shower with each one of his thrusts. Dax held onto her hips with his hands and drilled into her over and over. He was slamming into her so hard that the line between pleasure and pain got lost. Angel was screaming by the time she felt him dig his fingers into her skin and hold her in place while he came. With Dax, even the act of his having his orgasm was sexy. He groaned and cursed and said her name in that deep, masculine, sexy voice of his before finally giving it one last, long thrust. Then he slid his hands up to her belly and straightened her body up so that his cock slid out, but her body was pressed into his.

Dax’s lips dropped to her neck and he kissed her there, hard. He let them slide across her shoulder and back again before taking hold of her face with one hand and turning her slightly so that he could touch part of his lips to hers. He held them there and said, “I need to sleep now for a little while…after you come to bed with me and ride me like a stallion.” Angel laughed, all the way to the bedroom. By the time Dax finished with her and fell asleep, her stress was gone and replaced with a deep, warm contentment that penetrated all the way to her bones and would get her through another day.