CHAPTER 12

Flick

This man melted my brain. Every time he touched me, all thoughts vanished and I found myself with his dick inside me. Catnip–the man was pure Flick catnip. Not that I’m complaining. He had a very nice dick. Pierced and oh, so talented.

“Play with your tits, kitty. Tug those tight little nipples for me.”

As though he controlled my body, my hands slid up over my chest to follow his instructions. The tips were so tight they ached and a whimper slipped free as I began to roll each one between a thumb and finger.

He slipped his fingers free from my ass and swiped more liquid from around his cock before pressing back in. I swear he was using three fingers now, and the stretch burned and had my arousal coiling higher. Fuck, I’d already come hard twice. But this third one that was building now was gonna knock me on my ass, I was sure of it.

I had sensation going on everywhere, so I couldn’t focus on any of it. His beautiful dick was thrusting into my pussy, strong and steady, while his fingers were doing the same in my ass. My nipples were tingling and pulsing as I tugged and rolled them. Then there was his gaze. His baby blue irises held mine captive. I couldn’t look away as he played my body like a fucking pro.

Then he switched things up. Instead of alternating, he thrust both his cock and his fingers in at the same time. He swiveled his hips and ground down against my clit and that was it. My climax crashed over me, blackening my vision and leaving me screaming.

When I came back to consciousness, I was flat on my back on Taz’s bed, with his palms stroking me from shoulder to hip. With a shudder, I turned to look into his face.

“Hey, my little kitty, you’re back.”

“What about you?”

I reached up and cupped his cheek with my palm. “You went somewhere earlier, want to talk about it?”

He squeezed his eyes shut a moment before he reopened them and shook his head. “No. It’s the past. It needs to stay there. You still want to know why the club’s interested in your uncle?”

I knew he was trying to distract me, and I let him. Because it was clear he didn’t want to go for a trip down memory lane right now. Besides, I didn’t think my body could handle bringing him back again if he did. Taz was one hell of a lover, but it was hard on a woman’s pussy. And ass.

“Of course I do.”

“He owns a gun range and shop here in town. When we–Eagle, Mac and I–first came to town, I started hanging out down there. I find it relaxing to shoot at shit. It’s like another world when I’m in the zone, shooting. The familiarity of it is calming to me.” He paused and shook his head. “Anyhow, the club’s been wanting to take over the facility for a while but Gus won’t budge. He doesn’t like the club for some reason. When Scout realized I was friendly with Gus, he asked me to see if I could get him to sell me the business. It was something I was doing slowly, you know? I really do like the man and didn’t want to take his baby out from under him. But now the Cowboys have put the pressure on for us to own the place sooner rather than later.”

Taz’s expression went hard and I was pretty sure I knew why.

“You think they caused his heart attack somehow? I highly doubt it. His doctor has already started telling me all about the dietary changes I need to help him make. It may have worked into the Cowboys’ plans, but it really is a coincidence. As far as I know, you can’t create a blockage in someone’s heart on purpose.”

I’d started running my fingers over his chest as I’d spoken. Tracing the webs and skulls, then when I started on the name “Lola,” he stiffened and grabbed my hand.

“Don’t.”

“Don’t what? Touch you? Tough shit, Marine. I like touching you, so get used to it.”

“Only the names. You’re more than welcome to touch me anywhere else.”

I frowned at him in confusion. “Why get the names tattooed if the mere thought of them causes you pain?”

“I’m sure you’ve read a file on me. You know who they are.”

“Yeah, I read your file. But it was factual information, no emotion, no clues as to how you dealt with any of it. I want to know the real you, Taz. Not what some report says.”

Fire flashed in his eyes as a tick started in his jaw. Maybe I’d pushed him too far, but before I could tell him to not worry about it, he started speaking.

“Lola was my mother’s name. Grace was my baby sister. I was thirteen years old when I came home from school to find our house alight with them both inside. Neither made it, even though I managed to get Gracie out of the house. It was too late. So I have their names inked on my chest, near my heart. Most days I wonder why the fuck I did it, because I’ve barely been able to look at myself in the mirror ever since.”

My heart cracked wide open for him. He might be a big, tough Marine now, but deep inside, he was still that little boy who’d lost everything in one horrific day. Taking a deep breath, I placed my palms over the names and leaned up to press my lips against his. I didn’t have words to ease his pain, but maybe I could soothe him with a kiss and caress.

A phone ringing in the distance had me pulling back.

“Dammit, where did my pants end up?”

I went to roll out of bed but Taz stilled me. “I’ll get it, babe.”

He strolled out of the room buck-ass naked and I wasn’t ashamed to say that my gaze stayed glued to the man’s very fine ass the entire time. Once he was out of sight, I rolled over and screamed into the pillow. This entire situation was such bullshit. I wanted to be here, not because it was a job, but because deep down I knew the truth. I was falling in love with Taz. Who wouldn’t? And now it looked like my long-lost uncle was in the mix with all this shit too. The last thing Uncle Gus needed was a fucking MC like the Satan’s Cowboys after him! Or the FBI using him to set up the Cowboys. Which I knew is what would happen if I reported what Taz had just told me back to Greg. It’s what I should do. Report all the facts, but for the first time in my career, I didn’t fucking want to.

And really, it wasn’t like I had firm information at this point anyway. Just some random gossip really. I needed to wait until I had provable facts. Yep, that’s what I’d tell Greg when I next reported in, that I didn’t have enough information yet. That I needed more time.

I yelped when pain flared in my ass, and I rolled over to glare at Taz, who stood there with my phone in his hand and a big smirk on his face.

“What the fuck?”

He shrugged. “You had it in the air, so I tapped it.” His gaze focused in on the juncture of my thighs and heated. “Although, I can think of other things I could tap.”

His cock was hard and ready to go again. Damn, did the man never wear out? He crawled onto the mattress, moving up until I was caged beneath him. Again, all my thoughts fled as he lowered and pressed his lips to mine. Then the sound of my phone ringing had him growling and jerking away from me.

“Dammit, you make me forget myself, woman.”

He handed me the phone then moved to lie beside me, resting his large palm over my belly. Seeing the hospital’s number on the screen, I hit answer.

“Felicity, here.”

“Ms. Vau- sorry, Ms. Abbott, this is Dr. Shaw from Bridgewater hospital. I’m just calling to update you on your uncle’s condition. He continues to be stable, but we’ll continue to keep him sedated through the night. I’ll call again if his condition deteriorates, but I would recommend you make the most of things and get some sleep tonight. When you come in tomorrow, we’ll go over what we need to do next. Of course, if you’d prefer, you are more than welcome to come in again today, but he won’t know you’re here.”

As the doctor had spoken, Taz had begun to move his hand. Teasing little touches of his fingertips up my torso and over my breasts. It was extremely distracting. And arousing. Should I go into the hospital? Like the doctor said, there wasn’t much point until they eased him off the pain meds.

“Thanks for the call, Dr. Shaw. Um, I think I will follow your advice and come in tomorrow morning. I have to work tonight, but please call me if anything changes and I’ll head straight over. I’m working over at Styxx, so I’m not far away.”

By the time I finished speaking, Taz had wrapped his lips around one nipple while his hand had gone south. His fingers were now swirling over my lower lips, and dipping between them, while his suckled on my left breast. It was way more distraction than I could concentrate through. I had no idea what Dr Shaw said next but I uttered a goodbye and hung up. Dropping the phone onto the bed, I closed my eyes on a moan. Any soreness I felt earlier vanished as Taz used his very skilled fingers and mouth to bring my arousal up toward another peak.

I tilted my pelvis up toward him, trying to get him to slip those talented fingers of his in deeper. He didn’t take the hint, and growled at me when I did it again.

Taz

I knew I should leave her be. I’d been rough with her in the kitchen and she had to be at least a little sore, but I simply couldn’t resist her. When I’d come in earlier and seen her on her front with her bare ass up in the air, it was a temptation that I couldn’t turn away from. Then while she’d talked on the phone, I’d made myself comfortable and begun to pet her. Naturally, that had led to me having my mouth full of her flesh and my hand between her legs. I did my best to keep my touch light. I didn’t want her so distracted, she couldn’t hold onto her conversation, but I did want to have some fun with her. Learn her body, where all her sensitive spots were.

She hung up the phone and spread her legs as she thrust her hips up toward me again. I gave her a growl at her obvious attempt to get me to push my fingers deep inside her. Fuck, I’d like nothing more than to bury myself deep within her again. But I didn’t want to hurt her.

“Stop teasing, Taz!”

I released her breast from my mouth and gave it a small bite.

“Stop demanding what you can’t handle. I was rough on you downstairs, no way can you take me again without hurting from it. So, I’m just gonna lay here and play while we chat a little.”

She made this cute little growling noise. Kinda sounded like an angry kitten.

“What the fuck do you want to discuss?”

I smirked as I gave her nipple another lick. My poor baby was all wound up.

“I think you need an attitude adjustment first.”

Before she could snap at me again, I sucked the tip of her breast deep into my mouth and moved my hand so I could torment the fuck out of her clit. With a gasp, her whole body tensed then she blew apart, shattering for me and filling the air with the scent of her musk.

“Hmmm. You smell so fucking good, kitty.”

Shifting so I was propped up on one arm, I licked my fingers clean as she watched me with her sexy as fuck, half-closed eyes. My cock was as hard as a rock again, wanting in her. The thing didn’t give a fuck that she was sore.

“Right. Time to talk. The verdict on your uncle?”

After blowing out a breath, she rolled to her side and mimicked my pose. She reached her hand for mine, linking our fingers together.

“Doc says he’s holding stable but will be under heavy sedation until at least tomorrow. He suggested I not come back in until the morning. Catching up on sleep was his recommendation for my night tonight.”

She was smirking at me and I shrugged a shoulder. “Yeah, doubt that’s what you’ll be doing tonight. So, you’re still planning on going into work?”

“Well, since the doctor made a point to call me Ms. Abbott just now, I think my cover is safe.”

For a few moments I stared into her eyes. How much could I trust her? How loyal to the FBI was she? Fuck, but I wished she wasn’t anything to do with law enforcement. If she were just a chick I picked up and liked, this would be so much fucking simpler.

“We need to be careful what we pass onto the FBI, Flick. Gus being your uncle is probably going to expose you to extra information you shouldn’t know and if you turn it all over to the feds, and they leak it?” I shudder ran through me. “The Cowboys won’t give a fuck you’re female, Flick. They’ll snatch you off the fucking street and torture you for ratting on them.”

Taking a deep breath, I tried to rid my mind of the images of her body laying broken and used, which is what they’d do to her. They’d use her until she died from the abuse.

Her soft, warm palm on my cheek had my eyes opening.

“Taz, babe, it’s not like I’m defenseless. I won’t be easy to take down.”

I scoffed. “No, kitty. Nothing about it would be easy. They’ll be so fucking hard on you.”

My voice cracked on the last word. This situation was getting so fucking messy. If I didn’t care for her, it would be simple. I could send her away, if only it didn’t hurt to breathe when she wasn’t fucking near me.

I was so screwed.

“What was the paperwork you brought to the hospital about?”

“There’s two agreements. One is to give me the legal rights to run his shop and range while he recovers–basically, it’s making me his manager so the authorities won’t come after me or him. The other is for him to sell me the shop and range. The price is left blank, because we’d never discussed that. When we heard he was in hospital with a heart attack, we weren’t sure how out of it he’d be when I got to him. The lawyers already had the sale forms drawn up at Scout’s request, but added the employment ones this morning.”

That had her frowning at me. “I’m not comfortable signing over his business to you, Taz. But I guess you running things for him would be okay. Can it wait till tomorrow, when he’s hopefully going to wake up enough for me to chat with him?”

I gave her another one shoulder shrug. “I guess so. It’s never good to have a business shut for any length of time, but he is the only gun shop and range anywhere near here so it’s not like he’ll lose too many customers. Just piss them off.” Releasing her hand, I moved to hold her chin so her gaze held mine. “The Cowboys aren’t going to try anything in the next couple of days. At this point, I’m doing this to help out a friend, not trying to get into a position that will help the MC. Understand?”

She nodded as much as she could in my grip. “Yeah. I hear you. It’s just this whole thing with my uncle is more responsibility than I was anticipating I’d have on this assignment.”

With a wince, I dropped her face and rolled over to get up. Dammit, I kept forgetting she was here on an assignment–that I was nothing but part of this assignment. She spoke like she gave a fuck about me, but I couldn’t allow myself to be fooled. Somehow, I needed to keep my heart separate from her.

“Right, well, we’d better get cleaned up and moving. You jump in the shower, I’ll go make some coffee. I need to get to the clubhouse, and you need to get to the bar.”

I kept my back to her as I pulled up my jeans, and before I could button the fly, she had her palm on my bicep. With a deep breath, I let her turn me around.

“What did I say to shut you down just now?”

I gave her a broad smile, it was fake, but hopefully she wouldn’t see it that way.

“Not a bloody thing, luv. I’m good. Just got lots of shit to get done today.”

She shook her head and didn’t release me.

“Don’t luv me. That’s what you call women that mean nothing to you. Or when you’re pissed off at me, so it’s also proof I just fucked up and said something wrong. What was it?”

I shook my head. Damn woman wasn’t going to let this go.

“Look, it’s nothing. You just reminded me this is all nothing but an assignment to you. Like I keep proving, I lose my fucking head around you and keep forgetting that fact.”

Pain flashed over her expression before she moved in until her naked body was pressed up against mine.

“You’re not the job, Taz. This chemistry we have between us is insane, and it scares the fuck out of me half the time, but it’s not work. I’m not here with you because of the assignment. I’m here with you because I want to be.”

I caught her face between my palms, staring hard into her eyes.

“Don’t fucking bullshit me about this, Flick. I’ve never, and I mean never, had a relationship with a woman before. I’ve never wanted that deep of a connection. You threw all my good intentions in the bin the second you came storming into my world. If you’re serious about me not being the job, you’re gonna have to fucking prove it.”

A cute little frown wrinkled her forehead. “And how, exactly, would I do that?”

“When you researched for this assignment, you discover what an old lady is?”

Now she looked nervous. Good. If she agreed to this too quickly, I’d know she didn’t fucking mean it.

“Yeah. A biker’s old lady is like his wife.”

I gave her a nod, then turned my whole world on its head by saying words I never expected to say to any woman.

“Then say yes to being my old lady, let me own you. That’ll prove it.”

I wasn’t telling her how, as my old lady, she’d be under the protection of the entire Charon MC. Even if her cover was blown, she’d be safe.

At least I hoped she would be.

She watched me for a few moments, until my heart was racing with the thought that she wasn’t going to agree. Then she twisted her face to the side, pressed a kiss to my palm and whispered the sweetest word I’d ever heard.

“Yes.”

Then she shocked the shit out of me by dropping to her knees, pulling down my jeans as she did.

“Fuck, kitty.”

I wrapped a hand in her hair as she wrapped her mouth around the head of my cock and sucked. Contentment at her accepting my claim on her mixed and swirled with the arousal she was now creating. There was nothing quite like having the woman you’d fallen head over heels for kneeling in front of you, buck ass naked, sucking your cock like her life depended on it.