Page 96 of Wife Number One

I suddenly understood why Rebel and her friends had talked so favorably about orgasms. That had been…new.

Exciting.

So very different from anything I’d ever experienced that tears pricked behind my eyes.

Hawk pulled his fingers from inside me and sat back on his knees. His fingers glistened with my arousal, and I flushed hot, embarrassed at the sight.

“Look at me, Little Mouse. Watch me taste you.”

He slid all three fingers into his mouth, sucking them clean. His grin did strange things to my insides.

I realized I was still bared to him and clutched at my clothes to cover myself up, but he caught my wrists and gently pushed them away.

Then he pulled down my skirt and flipped the cups of my bra back into place. He got up off the bed, his erection still evident through his sweats, but he didn’t mention it. From the floor he grabbed my T-shirt and pulled it on over my head for me, waiting while I put my arms through the appropriate holes, and then dragged it down to cover my chest.

Then he dropped to his knees at my feet. “You need your panties back on before you can go back up to the clubhouse. I can’t be thinking about you up there, panty-less in front of all my brothers.” He held them out for me. “Step in.”

I’d never had someone take care of me the way he was. I’d only been with two men, Caleb—Hayley Jade’s biological father—and Josiah. Neither had so much as looked at me after they were done, let alone helped me to get dressed again.

And Hawk wasn’t even…done.

I glanced down at his sweats. “You… You didn’t…”

“No. I didn’t.”

“I can…”

He shook his head. “I owed you that orgasm, Little Mouse. That was my way of saying sorry.” He crossed his arms over his broad chest, a smile pulling at his perfect mouth. “Now I only owe you one more.”

I was so self-conscious I wanted to die. “You don’t owe me anything. Your apology is accepted.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Good, I’m off the hook for the apology orgasm then. But I came just from watching you in my bedroom. You didn’t. That doesn’t sit right with me. I don’t want you ever leaving my room without coming, you hear me? That’ll never happen again.”

I shook my head, so flustered by this man I couldn’t even look at him. Had he just licked between my legs? With his tongue? The horror of that was slowly sinking through the afterglow of how good it had felt. “We can’t…I can’t do that again.”

He winked. “Sure you can. All you have to do is come to my room, and I’ll know. You don’t even have to ask.”

“I won’t do that,” I said in a hurry. “I’m married.”

Hawk laughed like my protests were all futile. “You’ll be on my cock by the end of the week. I’ll have you naked, tits in my face, your pussy stretched around my dick, taking you slow and then fucking you hard before the weekend rolls around.”

My mouth dropped open.

He reached over and closed it for me. “You’ll see.” He walked to the door with the confidence of a man who had never been turned down in his life. He pointed to the bags he’d bought while he was out with Hayley Jade. “I bought new sheets, blankets, pillows. A bunch of other shit Hayley Jade and I thought you might like. Candles or whatever. Use them.”

He left the cabin, the front porch boards groaning beneath his weight as he jogged down the stairs and disappeared into the evening light.

I watched him go and then sank to my knees, praying to the Lord to forgive my sins.

And to grant me the willpower to resist making them all over again.

28

KARA

Ispent the next few days hiding in my cabin. I washed the sheets Hawk and Hayley Jade had bought, marveling over how soft and luxurious they were. The bags had a boutique stamp on them from a shop with a Providence address. All I could think about was Hawk, in his dirty jeans and leather jacket and motorcycle boots, picking out these nice, expensive things for me.

Things I definitely didn’t deserve.

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