Page 19 of Pike

“Okay. Okay! Just please don’t stop,” she begs me. I smirk at her and then lean in, pressing my lips to her neck. I run my tongue over her flesh, and I nearly come in my fucking jeans. I want inside her so badly it fucking hurts, but I know why I’m here, and I have a job to do.

I pull my fingers out and rub her clit until she’s almost there. Then I thrust my fingers back inside her and listen to her scream for me.

“Pike!” My goddamn name on her lips has never sounded so good. Her pussy spasms and clenches around me, keeping me held tight as she lets go and releases all over me. Cum leaks down her thighs, and I haven’t seen anything sexier than that in a long time.

I pull my fingers free from her and bring them to my mouth, sucking them clean.

“Next time, it’ll be my cum leakin’ down those pretty little thighs of yours.”

“Next time?”

“Yeah. You heard me right. I don’t think I’m done with you just yet, Jailbait. You taste too fuckin’ good.”

“I … I have a boyfriend.”

“And I told you I didn’t care.”

“What do you want from me?”

“I want all your orgasms, Feather. I want your body all over me.”

“We can’t do that,” she says softly. I shake my head and smile at her. She doesn’t have a choice in the matter. I will have her. I will own her. I will do whatever I have to to get inside her. She just doesn’t know that yet.

“We can do that. Forty-eight hours, Jailbait. That’s all I’m givin’ you.”

“What if I can’t do it?”

“You can.”

“But what if I can’t?” I eye her now. I want to know why she wouldn’t be able to do it. Why she can’t give us our shit back. There’s something she isn’t telling me, and now that’s piqued my interest. I want to know more.

“Then you come to me in forty-eight hours and tell me why.”

“Pike, I can’t do this,” she exclaims, sounding exasperated.

“Your boyfriend have anything to do with this?” Her eyes shoot to mine now, and there’s my answer. He plays some kind of role in this. I’m not sure what it is, but I will find out. I walk closer to her, grip her face in my hand, and look her in the eyes.

“We’re not the good guys, Feather. We’re not the ones you should fuck with.”

“I told him that.”

“Then why’d you do it?”

“I don’t have a choice.”

“You always have a choice. I suggest you think long and hard about the one you’re makin’ stealin’ our shit.” With that, I drop a kiss on her forehead and pull away. I turn and walk out of her bedroom and down the hall to the front door.

I’m walking down the front steps when I hear the door open behind me.

“What if he’s the reason I can’t get your shit back?” I turn to look over my shoulder at her. She looks distressed like she doesn’t know what to do with herself.

“Then you come to me, Feather. You tell me the truth, and I’ll handle it.”

“It’s not that easy, Pike.”

“It can be. I won’t let this shit slide.” She nods her head slowly before I climb on my bike and rev the engine. I take one last look at her before taking off and heading down the street. Her words make me wonder what the hell he’s got over her. What is his part in this?

The guys pulled the feed last night and we did see her with a man who wasn’t one of us. I was dead set on finding out who he is, but now I think I’ll sit back and let her do all the dirty work for me. I think I’ll wait for her to come to me, and I think she will. I think she’ll show up in a few days to ask for help.

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