Boomer

I’m ready to kill a motherfucker as I drive to Dallas. Morgan didn’t know Crystal’s address, so I called Cyber and he gave it to me. The guy has the skills needed to get things done. I didn’t see red until he said that they were fucking. Not exactly, but it was close enough for me. I want to send him to the hospital. If he gives me any shit, I will. I hop into my truck with three of my men following. I was at the club, looking at footage from the pizza place when the prospect called and said Morgan’s friend left. I drove to my sister’s only to learn that she went back to Dallas. She texted Morgan as I stood there.

This woman is going to be the death of me. I want her more than I can describe. She’s all I can think about. What should be a short drive feels like forever. My temper heating up with every mile.

Tigress is asking to be nailed to the wall with my dick buried inside her. I have lost all ability to let her go. I’m going to do my best to take it slow, but if she pushes me to the max, I’m going to put my kid in her.

As soon as I get to her apartment building, I jump out and see Crystal sitting on the step.

“Waiting for me, Tigress? That’s a good girl.”

“Shut up. Let’s go before I change my mind.” She stands, giving me a scowl, but I only smile at her.

“Get her things,” I tell my guys who come up behind me.

“Yes, Pres.”

“Come, Tigress. Let’s get your pretty ass home where you belong,” I order, grabbing her hand, taking her to my truck. As soon as she’s buckled in, I walk around, get in, and drive. It takes everything in me to stop from kissing her. I’m no fool, she’s afraid of me. Not because I’d ever physically hurt her, but that I’d end this. She has no idea that I’ll never leave.

“So why didn’t you finish school?” I ask. I want to know what’s going on with that pretty head of hers. Why is she living with a man instead of being in a dorm with girls her age?

“What makes you think I didn’t?” she asks. I look at her, quirking my brow then return my eyes to the road.

“You mean you graduated from college?”

“Yes, I actually met your sister while I was picking up my transcripts and last paycheck from my old job. We’ve only known each other for about two weeks. I decided I could use a little vacation before I started my new job.”

“Wow, so you’re not eighteen?”

“No, I’m twenty-two.” I take a deep sigh of relief. She’s mine. I take her hand and bring it to my lips.

“Thank fuck.”

“How old are you?”

“I just turned thirty.”

“What the shit? You built an empire at thirty?”

“Yes, it’s been a labor of love. I’ve had a fuck ton of help from my brothers.”

“How many members are in your club?”

“There are ten and about thirty prospects.”

“Prospects? Like the guys standing guard outside Morgan’s place.”

“Yes, they want in, but it takes a lot to be accepted.”

“Do you all kill people?”

“Not since we left the service, but if anyone fucks with my family and town, we will.”

“Damn, Boomer. I know there’s something between us and I want more, but can we take it slow?” That took the wind out of my sails fast as fuck, but if that’s what she wants.

“Tigress, yes we can. But fuck if you’re not living with me.”

“Wow, that’s not slow at all.”

“It’s not, but I want you safe.”

“Why can’t I stay with Morgan?”

“How can we get to know each other if I can’t see you?  I made an excuse to visit Morgan. I work a lot, then I’ve got club business. Having you at my home makes more sense.”

“Okay, but there’s something you need to know.” She rubs her hands together, sliding them between her tightly closed thighs. I have a feeling it’s not something I want to hear.

“What’s that?” I’m gripping the steering wheel until my knuckles whiten as I wait for the thing that’s going to piss me off.  

“I’m a virgin.” I nearly crash at those words. I pull off to the side. Fuck me, I’m going to be her only one. The thought drives the possessiveness in me to a new level.

“Did you just say you’re a virgin?” I ask, swallowing the lump in my throat.

“I did. Don’t start asking questions.” She throws her hands up, stopping me from talking. Shit, I don’t know what to say that won’t make me come off as the total caveman I feel like. “I’m a virgin because I’m a bitch who wants something better than teenage fumblings which were totally a waste of experience.”

“I get that. I promise when you’re ready, I’ll make sure you never regret it.” Even as I say it, I know damn well it’s going to be hard as fuck to hold back. I want to climb into her soul and possess every inch of her being. 

“Thank you for understanding, Boomer.”

“Crystal, that’s not something I need to understand. It’s to be appreciated. I hadn’t thought you would be. I’m a lot older, but most teens experiment. Even at eighteen, I thought you had at least one partner. I respect it and I have to say that as your guy, I fucking love it.”

She starts laughing, hard. “Of course you do.”

I smile as I pull up to my gate. Hitting the code, I enter and park in my garage, feeling like I won the ultimate prize.