Evelyn had her cheek in her hand and was looking at me over the multicolored umbrella attached to the side of her martini. Her eyes had never looked greener and her lips more kissable. She was smiling softly as I told her about Dani and Ryder. I explained that Dani was the detective who had interviewed her. I wanted her to know she could trust Dani.

“She’s a friend to me, so she’s a friend to you,” I said once I’d given her the whole story of how Dani and Ryder ended up together.

“So that same nephew she was a parole officer for is this Jason kid? The one who was at my work the other night with the big bald guy?”

“Same kid. Yeah. He was always a troublemaker from a young age. It’s common when you grow up the way a lot of us Lost Breeds did. But we found strength in the brotherhood, and it made us better. Jason fucked it all up somehow. There’s nothing more disappointing for Ryder than that.”

Evelyn sighed and sipped at the remnants of her drink. It had turned to liquid at the bottom of her glass, but she didn’t seem to mind. “I can kind of relate to Jason in a way. What with my parents kicking me out and all. Mind you, all I did was drop out of law school. I didn’t hitch my wagon to a murderer.”

“Exactly.”

She cocked her head to one side. “Do you think Ryder would forgive him if he came back to you guys?”

“Without hesitation. Ryder values family above all else. If Jason came back, he’d take him in without even thinking about it.”

Evelyn finished her drink. “And here I thought he was a hardened gang leader all this time.”

I chuckled. “If you met him, you might still think that, but Ryder’s a big softie on the inside. Don’t ever tell him I said that if you do meet him.”

Evelyn flashed me a wide smile. “It’ll be the first thing I say after I tell him, ‘I’ve heard so much about you.’ ”

I laughed. She had a way of bringing happiness out of me. It was crazy to think that just weeks ago, I’d been so sure I’d be alone forever; doomed to have meaningless sex with beautiful women. I thought, at the time, that was what I wanted, but sitting across from Evelyn on a perfect night like this had me questioning everything I thought I knew about myself.

“What are you thinking about?” Evelyn asked as she tucked her hair behind her ears. A cool breeze picked up and blew it loose again. It whipped across her face and got caught in her eyelashes.

“Nothing,” I said.

“Mhm,” she said, not believing me. Her eyes darted across the parking lot to my truck. “Do you want to know what I was thinking about?”

“Yes,” I said.

“I was thinking we should get out of here.”

“You’re full of surprises, Evelyn.”

“Is that a yes?”

I stood up, dropped a hundred-dollar bill on the table, and took her hand. I guided her to her feet, and the two of us walked hand in hand to my truck. She climbed in, and after I was in the cab, she looked over at me. “So, I hate to be forward like this, but I think it would be a bad idea to go back to Penny’s.”

I smirked. “You think?”

I drove to my place. Evelyn reached out to crank up the radio and rolled her window down. The wind blew her hair all over the place, and every time I looked over at her, she was smiling.

How was someone so innocent and pure interested in being with me?

I couldn’t understand it, and trying to make sense of it all only confused me more. I wasn’t going to ask questions. I wasn’t going to spoil the first truly good thing to happen to me since Ryder accepted me into his crew.

When I pulled into my driveway, Evelyn leaned forward to peer up at the house. It wasn’t big by any means since I lived alone, but it was modern, and I knew the impression it gave: that I had money. It was all dark concrete and big windows with a grand frosted glass front door and matching garage.

We drove under the garage door, and I parked the truck as I looked over at her. “Not what you expected, right?”

She shook her head. “This is from all of that ‘moving money around’ business you told me about?”

I nodded and got out of the truck. I walked around and opened her door. She turned to me, and I took her by the waist and lifted her down. She followed along behind me as I went in through the side door to the house. We kicked off our shoes in the entryway, and I led her by the hand down the hall into the kitchen and living room area.

It was encased by nothing but windows. My property was private and fenced in with tall, dense hedges. The backyard was lit, trimmed planter boxes and a couple standing lamp posts at the corners of the patio.

The living room itself was modern and minimalist. I liked things sleek and simple. The furniture was dark and smooth lines. The kitchen was much the same with black cabinets and white countertops.

“Your place is beautiful,” Evelyn said.

“Thanks.” I liked my house, sure, but it was pretty lonely most of the time. I never had any of the MC over because of how different my lifestyle was to theirs. The only company I had was women I planned on banging and ditching.

But not Evelyn. She was the first girl I’d brought home who I wanted spending the night. Or a few. Or perhaps, even more than that.

She dropped her purse on the sofa and turned to face me. Her dress was so tight, it looked like it had been painted onto her body. The dark blue fabric had a slight shimmer to it that I could only see when she moved. It showed off her long, sexy legs and her perky tits. All I wanted to do was kiss her skin and put her on her back. I wanted to feel her legs wrapped around me as I fucked her hard and deep until she coated me in her juices.

“Where’s your bedroom?” she asked, pulling me from my reverie.

I nodded my head down the hall.

She walked ahead of me. Each step was graceful, and I watched the steady sway of her hips and the curve of her spine in the open-back cut of her dress. She was the most magnificent creature I’d ever laid eyes on.

When she arrived at my bedroom door, she nudged it open and stepped inside. The room was large and much the same style as the living room. Except the walls were black. The bedding was navy blue, and all the furniture was dark. It was my solace, and the place I could turn off all thoughts about my life.

It was the place I would worship her.

She put her back to the bed and faced me as she nudged the straps of her dress off her shoulders. I watched, transfixed, and she began shimmying it down her body. Her breasts sprang free first. She hadn’t been wearing a bra underneath that skintight fabric. Her nipples were hard and dark pink and begging to be suckled.

She pulled the dress down farther over her hips and then her thighs, and it fell at her feet. As she stepped out of it, she worked her panties off. Then, she stood before me naked and proud.

Evelyn put her back to me and arched her spine. Her ass was full and on display, and I couldn’t resist moving forward to squeeze her cheeks. She was a good handful, and she leaned back to rest her head on my chest. Looking up at me, green eyes sparkling, she whispered, “This is all I’ve thought about for days.”

I reached around to cup her throat and held her there. “And all I’ve thought about is that tight, juicy pussy of yours.”

She smiled and stretched up to her tiptoes to kiss my jaw. “What are you going to do to me, Derek?”

I nipped at her lips and gave her ass a sharp little smack. She yelped and then giggled as I released her throat and let my hand trail down the length of her body. I stopped to massage her breasts and flick my thumb over her nipples. I followed the line down the middle of her stomach to her navel, where I continued lower until I met her wet center. I pressed a finger to her clit. “I’m going to make you scream. I wanted to hear you the other night.”

She trembled in my grasp and reached down to grip my wrist. Her nails pressed gently into my skin. “Will you let me suck your cock tonight?”

I eased my finger lower, spreading her pussy open as I traced her opening. “You don’t have a choice, baby. I’m going to fuck you in all your holes.”

She whimpered as I slid a finger inside her. I’d almost forgotten how tight she was. I worked her nice and slow. This go-around, I was going to take my time. Before had felt too rushed. The need to be quiet and hide our passion had taken some of the fun out of it. Tonight would be different. There was no holding back this time.

Evelyn’s grip on my wrist tightened as I pushed her closer to her orgasm. She pushed down on my hand, pleading silently with me to go deeper. I did. I pushed inside her, and she sighed breathlessly and melted against me. I ran my other hand up her back and around her shoulders. I wrapped my arm around her and held her to me as I stretched her with another finger.

“Oh god,” she breathed.

I kissed the side of her neck and looked down the front of her body. Her tits rose and fell with each breath. I was eager to put them in my mouth and to taste her skin. I could see my hand moving in and out of her down below. She spread her legs a little farther. I held her up as her knees almost gave out.

“That’s it, baby. Just let it go. Come for me.”

Evelyn reached up to grab the arm I had wrapped around her shoulders. She clung desperately to me as I fucked her hard and fast. She was sloppy wet, and the sounds mixed with the scent of her arousal had my cock twitching in my pants.

She pressed her ass against me, against the thickness of my erection beneath my jeans. She let one hand fall from my arm, and she massaged my cock through the fabric.

Then, she trembled and quivered and moaned as she came all over my fingers. I rubbed her clit, spreading her juices around, and lifted my hand to her mouth. “Open,” I said huskily.

She did as I asked and sucked my fingers clean.

“That’s a good girl.”