CHAPTER 9

Taz

Frustration rode me as I pulled up outside Styxx. I hadn’t been able to get Mac and Eagle alone yet to tell them what the fuck was going on. Instead, I spent the afternoon out with Gus, telling him all about how I needed to find some work I could really sink my teeth into. It was the best angle I could think of to convince him to retire early, but he didn’t seem to get with what I was aiming at. I really didn’t want to see the man get killed over this shit, but if I couldn’t work out how to get him to sell to me, that’s what was going to happen.

After backing my bike into the lineup of Charon bikes out front, I slid off and headed to the door, giving the prospect guarding the door a nod on my way past. Naturally, the first person I saw as I entered was Flick, twitching her ass as she walked across the room to deliver drinks. What the fuck was I gonna do about her? Rubbing a hand over the back of my neck, I headed to the bar to grab a stool and wait to get a drink.

“Hey, Taz, brother. What can I get ya?”

“Just a beer tonight, mate. Can’t stay long.”

Nitro chuckled. “Just dropped in to check up on your girl, then?”

With a nod, I glanced over at her to see she was making her way back to the bar. “Yeah, something like that.”

When she saw me, her face lit up, like she was truly happy to see me. But it was all a lie. Wasn’t it? She was just pretending so she could get, and stay, close to me. And I was a fucking moron because I was still trying to work out how we could be something more. Apparently watching Eagle, then Mac, settle down had, in fact, affected me, because here I was dreaming up fucking white picket fences after only a couple days with this chick. Even though I knew she was just fucking me as a cover.

A cloud passed over her expression as she started to come toward me, swinging those damn hips of hers with every step. Taking a swig of my beer, I spread my legs to give her room to come in close to me. Taking the hint, she moved between my thighs, until she was up against my front. She was wearing another tight little tank and the way she was pressed up against me had her tits nearly coming out of the thing. I slid a palm down her back until I reached the bottom of her little skirt, then moved up under the material, palming her bare fucking ass cheek because the little tease was wearing a fucking g-string.

When she leaned in, clearly angling for a kiss, I gripped a handful of her ass and gave it a good squeeze before I took her mouth. Without looking, I reached over to set my beer on the bar before wrapping that palm around the back of her neck. A shudder ran through her when my cold skin touched her warm neck.

Nitro chuckling had me pulling back from the kiss. Dammit, I lost my fucking head every time I touched this woman.

“I’d say you two need to get a room, but I kinda need Flick to get back to work, so do you think you two can keep it in your pants for another few hours?”

“I’ll do my best, but you know me.”

Nitro laughed again. “Yeah, you fucking man-whore. Flick, get away from him while you can, sugar. Or you’ll be bent over the damn bar.”

The damn woman’s eyes dilated and I couldn’t help but smirk. “Like that idea, kitty? You want me to be so fucking hard for you that I don’t care who sees me fuck you?”

Her breath caught and made my cock throb. I glanced over at Nitro with a raised brow. He’d been watching us with his arms crossed. He shook his head at me with a roll of his eyes.

“Now you’ve gone and turned her mind to mush, you might as well take her back to the office and deal with it. I need her working, not fucking daydreaming about your cock, brother. Go on, but make it quick.”

I didn’t bother listening to the rest of his rant. He’d get over it. Slipping off the stool, I easily tossed Flick over my shoulder and headed out the side door, down the hallway toward the toilets and the office. We were about halfway down the hall when she came out of her stupor and started thumping at my back.

“Cut the shit, Taz and put me down! You can’t just haul me around whenever you feel like it! You’ll get me fired.”

I shrugged the shoulder she wasn’t over. “Nah, Nitro gave me his blessing. Your job’s safe.” I entered the office and once inside, flicked the lock and strode over to the desk. Conveniently, Nitro kept the place neat as a pin. Everything was locked away in filing cabinets, so the desk was clear of everything except a landline phone and a small pot of pens. I also knew he swept the room for bugs daily so it was safe to speak somewhat freely in here.

Leaning down, I set her gently on the edge before I moved to stand between her thighs. She tried to push me away but she wasn’t trying real hard. When I leaned forward, she laid back on the desk. When you knew for a fact a woman could put you on your ass, it was hard to take her seriously when she was barely shoving at me. But I wouldn’t have her accusing me of rape, so I stopped with a hand on the desk on either side of her head, caging her in beneath me, just how I liked her to be.

“How far you willing to go for this little farce of yours? You’ve already got the club thinking you’re leading me around by my cock. You intend to keep using it? Or was that just to get your lovely foot in the door?”

Hurt flashed in her eyes before she glared up at me.

“Seriously? I am not leading you around by your dick. It’s not my fault you choose to think with the wrong head. Not like I forced you to go all caveman and drag me back here.”

I shook my head. “Don’t even try to put this all on me. I saw your pupils dilate when Nitro mentioned I might just throw you over the bar and fuck you if we kept up kissing like we were. Tell me, my curious little Kitty, if I felt your knickers right now, what would I find? Would I find them dry because you’re just playing a game here? Or are they soaked through?”

“Dammit, Taz! You know I’m into you. If I wasn’t, last night would have played out a lot differently.”

That had me chuckling. “Oh, yeah? How do think it would have gone?”

“I would have talked to you the moment we entered your house. Explained then what was going on. Actually, if I wasn’t attracted to you, I wouldn’t have gone home with you at all last night. I would have met you for coffee at a quiet cafe someplace and explained the situation. Sleeping with you isn’t part of the job–”

I cut her off. “Fucking me is just a perk, right?”

As she lay there blinking up at me. I couldn’t get my fucking thoughts straight. This was ridiculous. I should walk away, go over to the clubhouse and fuck a few of the whores till I was sated. No drama that way. Maybe I could scare her off and she’d leave on her own accord. Although, if she did do that, I had no fucking clue what the FBI would do with me. Or Eagle and Mac. Fuck, this whole thing was such a bloody, fucking mess.

Yet despite all that, my cock was still hard and throbbing for attention from the woman laying beneath me.

Flick

“I don’t do relationships. Ever. Never have, and I didn’t plan to ever start. Now, you want to pretend like we’re in one. Several problems with that, luv. Most pressing at this moment is my need for sex. I like it, like to have it real regular. As in, a few times a day. Up to now, I haven’t been real fussy about who provided it. You want to be all exclusive and shit? Then you need to agree to keep my beast fed well. Are we clear?”

I blinked up at the mountain of man who had me caged against this hard desk. What was he playing at? I needed to figure out what was really going on here, because from all I’d learned, Taz was a man-whore. He was telling the truth that he liked sex, but him suddenly demanding it a few times a day, every day? What the fuck was up with that? Surely he didn’t normally spend all day, every day at the clubhouse working over the whores there. And honestly, this whole spiel felt more like a wounded pride speech. I’d seen him when he’d come storming in earlier, he hadn’t been a happy man. I pretended to not see him until he’d had a chance to drink at least half his beer, hoping that would have settled him down some. Then when I did approach, I’d almost convinced myself he’d reject me then and there, publicly ending things before they really began. And that had cut deep. Deeper than it should have. So I’d slid up to him and tried to prevent it.

And now, for my efforts, I was flat on my back with a horny caveman looming over me.

I frowned up at him, trying to work out how in the hell to defuse this situation.

“I like you Taz. Well, I like you when you’re not busy trying to be a dick. You know you’re fantastic in bed, it’s not like it’s a hardship to be fucked by you.” I tried to sound casual, like I wasn’t really more than a little interested in this man. “And maybe when this assignment is all done and dusted, we can stay together and see where this thing between us goes.”

A sparkle lit his eyes for a moment. “So, that’s a yes to you keeping my beast fed, then? Good.”

Such a fucking man, he was choosing to ignore most of what I said, but then his mouth was on mine and I suddenly didn’t give a damn. Tearing his mouth away, he stood up and opened his belt and his jeans. Slipping his wallet out, he grabbed a condom and suited up in record time.

“You wet for me, kitty?”

Since I couldn’t talk as I watched him stroke that big, pierced cock of his, I nodded. My thong was more than damp. In fact, I could actually smell the musk of my arousal in the air around us. I probably should be embarrassed, but before I could think that one through, he was pushing the material of my thong aside and sliding that big cock of his in deep.

His groan echoed around the room, while, with a gasp, I arched my back up off the desk. He gripped my hips and pulled me toward him, so he slid balls deep on the first stroke.

“Fuuuck, you feel so good.”

“Uh huh.”

With that he started pounding into me, pulling me down on each stroke. Needing something to hang onto, I reached over my head to grip the edge of the desk. The movement pushed my breasts up and his gaze locked onto them. A moment later, he released my hips to shove up my tank and flick open the front clasp of my bra. A feral smile flashed over his face as he took hold of my hips again and went back to his deep thrusts. Now unbound, my breasts bounced with every stroke and his gaze stayed glued on them.

“Put your feet up on the edge of the desk and keep hanging on. Gotta get my hands on your tits but don’t want to stop fucking you deep to do it.”

With a nod, I shifted my feet up, using the edge of the desk to knock my shoes to the floor, before I rested my heels on the desktop. It opened me up further and his next thrust was the deepest yet and had me moaning. Loudly. Pretty sure they would have heard that one out in the bar.

“Good girl. Now, scream for me. Let every fucker out there know you’re mine and I’m doing you right.”

He reached up and gripped both nipples and gave them each a twist at the same time. The pain shot through my system, straight down to my pussy where he was still thrusting in deep, hitting all sorts of nerves with that piercing of his. After several more strokes, and the second vicious twist of my nipples, I did as he’d requested. I came hard, screaming out his name as my entire back lifted up off the timber desk top. Vaguely, I felt his palm run up under my back and lift me up. My feet slipped from the desk as his second hand cupped my ass and pulled me tight against him as he continued to fuck me. I tilted my pelvis into each thrust as he took my mouth with his. He now had a hand wrapped in my hair and he used it to keep my face tilted so he could kiss me deeply.

By the time he shuddered and came I was a limp mess. Lifting me against him, he moved to sit on the couch, keeping his cock inside me.

“Fuck, babe. I lose my head whenever I get near you.”

“Uh huh.”

It was all I could say, he’d worn me out so completely. I snuggled in against his chest, pushing the leather of his vest aside to get closer to his skin. His t-shirt was thin and I could feel his heat through it easily. I rubbed my cheek with a small sigh as his hands trailed up and down my body.

After a while he cleared his throat, but didn’t stop stroking my skin.

“Guess, we should get you cleaned up and back to work. If you’re serious about doing this thing, you need to move in with me. I’m not gonna spend half my bloody time trying to track you down when I need you. Understand?”

His words were like pouring cold water down my spine. Shifting my hips so his dick slid free of my body, I moved off his lap and stood. I didn’t turn away as I readjusted my thong. Which was now wet enough to be uncomfortable, but there was fuck all I could do about it right now. Then I refastened my bra, pulled down my shirt, then straightened my skirt. All the while I held his gaze, glaring fire at him.

“I’m not some whore who’s only here for you to fuck, Taz. I take my job here at the bar seriously, and I will be doing other work when I’m not here. No way will I ever be the kind of woman who’ll sit at home, just waiting for her man to come fuck her to give her a purpose. So, don’t ever let that fucking thought even enter your mind again. Am I clear?”

He raised an eyebrow at me, before he silently and calmly reached over to the side table to grab a tissue, then dealt with the condom. After he’d tossed the tissue into the trashcan near the couch, he zipped himself up. I tried to not think about the placement of those two items and how many couples had fucked on that couch just like we had and needed the trashcan and box of tissues so close. I went over to him, and mimicking his pose from earlier, I put a hand on the couch on either side of his head and leaned in close. I had no fucking idea if this room was bugged so I whispered in a low voice.

“I’m here as your equal. As a fully trained agent. As a female, I can’t get into the MC like you can, so you’re taking lead, but don’t forget for even a minute, that I am not beneath you.”

He gave her a panty-melting smirk.

“I don’t know, kitty, you seem to do pretty damn well being beneath me.”

With a growl, I thumped him lightly on the shoulder before turning to stalk out of the room. I was so over his attitude. However, I didn’t make it out of the office. I didn’t even make it to the door before I had his arms–his thick, strong, masculine arms–wrapping around me to pull me back against him.

“Don’t you dare throw me again.”

I shook my head with a laugh. “I won’t. I didn’t mean to last time. Scout had forced me to have my back to the room, so I was on edge already, then you surprised me. I really did just follow my instincts. I truly am sorry about it.”

He chuffed. “Yeah, sure you are. Anyhow, I’m serious about you moving in, and not just so I can fuck you whenever I feel like it. It’ll be easier to keep up with each other’s intel, and other stuff too. Also, I live between Mac and Eagle. Neither of their old ladies know about our connection to the feds, so you need to keep quiet around them with it. But it won’t raise any eyebrows if Mac and Eagle are hanging out at my place.”

Some of my anger lifted and I softened against him. He started rubbing his palms up and down my arms and more of my anger dissipated at his gentle touch.

“You could have led with that explanation, you know?”

He nibbled up my ear. “Nah, than I would have missed out on you throwing your little snit. You’re fucking adorable when you’re riled up, babe.”

I stiffened, ready to give him another mouthful when he chuckled low near my ear.

“As cute as it is, I wouldn’t recommend you throw another snit right now, kitty. Or I’ll have you bent over that couch with my cock back inside you. Then Nitro will be shitty with us both.”

“If you get me fired, I will revoke the ‘no throwing you again’ thing.”

With a laugh he reached past me, unlocked the door and opened it. Then he gave my ass a tap as I walked out.

Infuriating man.

I finger combed my hair down as we walked down the hallway. When we came out, the place was a lot busier and I rushed to help out at the bar. Nitro gave me a smirk.

“Feeling refreshed, sugar?”

“Something like that.”

My cheeks burned hot when he started laughing, along with several others around him. Guess Taz got his wish and they all knew he’d done me right. Bastard.