CHAPTER TWO
WOLF
I’ve been alone for way too long. Just having her sitting across from me has me on overdrive. When she was straddling me on the drive over, it took everything in me not to make a turn and take her home with me.
Now she’s here, sitting in front of me, and there was no fucking way I was gonna let this gorgeous knockout out of my sight. As soon as I saw her on the side of the road I wanted her for myself. A strange feeling of yearning sprang through my groin as I assessed those curvy hips and luscious breasts. She was the most beautiful nymph I’d ever laid eyes on and she was going to be mine. Those long brown waves ran down her back in wild disarray and her hazel, almond shaped eyes were hypnotizing. Every move she made had me hard as a rock. I don’t think my dick will be going down any time soon, especially after getting a greedy look at the curve of her ass earlier. I could swear she was enticing me on purpose. The woman was pure feminine sexuality and my dick was on alert.
Amazingly so, she was also a lawyer. It was a clear opportunity to have her tied to me and I’d be a fool not to take it.
“So what do you say, gorgeous? Will ten grand a month deserve your attention?
“A hundred twenty grand a year?!”
That succulent mouth of hers opened up in shock and I imagined my cock sheathed in those red lips.
Shit! Get a hold of yourself, Wolf, before you embarrass yourself.
“Did you have another price in mind?”
She shook her head, still in shock. “No! God, no! That’s more than enough. Almost, too much.”
I smiled. “Almost?”
“It’s enough for me to quit the firm.” She was lost in her own thoughts.
“Is that a bad thing?”
He watched as she thought about it. She sat quietly for a while, assessing the whole situation. When she did look up, her eyes narrowed, I could see her trying to figure me out. She leaned in towards me and the scent of citruses floated through the air. She was so damned sweet, I wanted to suck on her and taste every part of her all-day long.
“What kind of businesses do you run, Mr. Stone?”
I leaned back, not taking my eyes off her. Her tone was all business, and I enjoyed this side of her. My inner wolf was now growling with desire.
“All kinds, Miss…”
“Chase. Scarlett Chase.” She reached out a delicately manicured hand.
An electric shock ran up my arm and down to my groin as her small hand wrapped around mine. A bright pink flushed her cheeks, and I wondered if other parts of her flushed that brightly as well.
“Miss Chase.” I squeezed her hand and slowly let go, letting my fingers linger on her skin. Even her name invoked sinful thoughts.
“So, do we have a deal, Miss Chase?”
She watched me tentatively, and I caught as she fumbled with the napkin in front of her and bit her lower lip. She looked so innocent for a moment, childlike even. She looked to be in her mid-twenties, assertive, smart, and…innocent.
What the hell are you doing, man? Leave her alone.
My mind kept screaming at me, but my wolf wanted a mate. I didn’t want to give in to her, I didn’t want to hurt her, but she was so damn alluring.
I watched as she licked those lush lips and I gripped the seat, trying to control myself from leaping across the table and claiming her. There was a reason I was called the Wolf. As soon as I found my prey, I’d make damn sure to pounce and make them succumb to my will. And boy, did my wolf want to pounce right now.
Suddenly, the unexpected happened and she nodded in agreement. “Okay. I’d have to take a look at your contracts. If they’re legit…and legal, then I’ll be your lawyer.
Before I could answer, our burgers landed on the table with a thump and Nick hovered over us. For being a seventy-year-old man, his presence still gave out a threatening vibe. I looked up to see him staring me down. I had respect for the old man. He had been the President of Hell’s Lover decades before. If it wasn’t for him, the club wouldn’t have made it. Him and Ryder Chase, his Sargent in Arms, they were a powerful duo. Nick got a bunch of money when he got out and bought his beloved diner. He kept a lot of his money in a few assets and had done well for himself. Ryder Chase, on the other hand, passed away two years ago, a motorcycle accident. I had heard his daughter had suffered, I felt bad for the child although I had never met her. Regina, his wife, was never seen near the club again, and I didn’t blame her.
Nick leaned over me and frowned. “You realize who you’re talkin to, don’t you Wolf?”
I frowned, and my eyes went from the bombshell in front of me to the old man. “What are you talkin’ ‘bout, Nick?”
“That’s Ryder Chase’s daughter you got there, punk.”
“What?!” My eyes shot over to her in sheer disbelief.
Nick leaned in even more and whispered. “You better watch yourself.”
Scarlett placed a hand on the old man’s arm. “Nick, stop it. Leave him alone.”
“Just watching out for my girl.” He winked at her, but stared pointedly at me as he stood up and walked away.
The warning hung in the air. Fuck off. The problem was, I didn’t really want to.
The shock of meeting Ryder’s daughter was still sinking in. I sat there staring at her, speechless. I had thought of her as a teenager, but I had the timeframe way off.
“How old are you?”
“What? Twenty-three. Why?” She shifted uncomfortably in her seat.
“Twenty-three.” I whispered. I was a full ten years older. She was young, and full of life.
“You know you’re not supposed to ask a woman her age.”
“Ryder’s daughter, huh?”
She nodded. “Yeah. Why?”
I shrugged, feeling defeated. Damn it all to hell. There was no way I could touch her now. She was a legend’s daughter, and the members would never allow it. Just having her here with me was the equivalent of destroying everything I worked so hard for. But the temptation was staring me right in the face, and I wasn’t so keen on controlling it. I caught her pretty eyes looking at me and my body lit up. I had just entered hell, and it was going to be a long torturous ride.
TWO WEEKS LATER, I had the pretty Scarlett Chase sitting in my office at Ravenous. Fortunately, she had shown up early to go over papers. Before the members got there, before the strippers were up on the poles and the “pass-arounds”, or “sheep”, as these women were referred to, remained hidden and hadn’t come out to begin fulfilling the members’ dirty deeds yet.
I watched her dainty frame sitting on the edge of the chair, quietly looking around. She cleared her throat and gripped the leather notepad she held on her lap. A tight black skirt, like the one she had on the day we met, hugged her curves, and a bright silk shirt molded perfectly to those appetizing mounds.
I came around and sat on the edge of my desk. “Did you assess the documents, Miss Chase?”
“Y…yes.” Her eyes ran down the length of my frame and my damn dick stirred to life.
“And?”
“And you have a solid contract here, Mr. Stone.”
“So, I should make an offer?”
She nodded. “Definitely.”
“What about my answer?”
She gazed up at me, her pretty face seemingly chaste and sweet. “I’ll be your lawyer, Mr. Stone.”
“Wolf.”
“What?”
“I want you to call me Wolf.”
“I’d rather call you, Mr. Stone.” She whispered.
I raised my eyebrows and she looked down. Her small defiance actually turned me on. “You can call me anything you want, Miss Chase.”
She met my gaze and the heat in the room escalated quickly. “But I’d rather you called me Wolf.”
Her eyes wavered. “Then I’d like for you to call me Scarlett.”
“I’d rather call you gorgeous.”
Her cheeks blushed a crimson red and my wolf stirred. Damn, I wanted to bend that sweet ass of hers over my desk and sink into her depths so badly.
“You can call me anything you please, Wolf.” Her whisper was a tease and I once again found myself gripping tightly to my desk, holding myself back from her.
“Very well then, gorgeous. Write up your contract and we’ll start working right away.”
She nodded. “Will I have an office?”
I looked around my office and spread my arms wide. “Is this not enough for you?”
“But, this is your office.”
I stood up and walked the few steps towards her. She gazed up at me, my crotch practically begging for release as her eyes glanced down at it. I was playing with fire but in that moment, I didn’t think a little flirting would hurt. I touched her chin, raising her head up to meet mine.
“What’s mine is yours, Scarlett. I need you as close as possible, so my office will have to do.”
She stared back at me all doe-eyed and wholesome, and after a brief moment I stepped back and took my seat. “I’ll see you tomorrow…gorgeous.”
She stood up, her blush creeping up her soft features as she straightened her skirt.
“And, Scarlett.”
“Yes, sir.”
The sir part nearly made me groan. I paused for a moment, taking her in. “Make sure you text me before you come to see me. I want to make sure I’m here. Wouldn’t want to leave you at the hands of the members. Ravenous isn’t your typical club.”
“Yes, sir.”
At that I growled, and reached down to the growing bulge in the front of my pants. “Call me Wolf, Scarlett, or I won’t be able to help what will happen to you if you continue calling me Sir.”
She stood shocked, her eyes roaming down to my hidden hand that now rubbed my bulge beneath the desk. She flushed pink again and licked her lips. “Goodbye…Sir.”
With that slight whisper, she walked her luscious curves right out. I pulled down my zipper and let my rigid rod breathe. Gripping it, I imagined the gorgeous brunette sprawled on my desk, arching her back as my tongue tasted her honey. Jets of my cum splattered all over my desk as I came hard, harder than I ever had. I sat there catching my breath, staring at the ceiling. If it was that good just imagining her, what the hell was gonna happen when I really had her beneath me. My cock stirred again and my frustration peaked up. Keeping my hands off was gonna be harder than I thought.