Page 54 of Savage Spades

“I don’t know anything about cars.”

“Then you can deal with the horrible customers.”

She laughed but then got quiet again.

“Tell me what you’re thinking,” he said.

“I can’t do this if you’re going to keep fighting. That’s a deal breaker for me. You can get hurt, and if we’re going to make this relationship work, I need you around for a long time.”

“No more fighting, I promise.”

She raised an eyebrow at him, like she didn’t believe him. “So what are you going to do when you’re mad or frustrated or anything?”

He smiled. “I guess I’ll have to find another way to get my energy out.” He squeezed her ass.

She laughed. “I’m okay with that.”

“Are you feeling a little frustrated now?” she asked.

He gripped her ass before he lifted her onto the bar and settled between her legs. He ran a hand over her exposed leg. Fuck, he missed her soft skin. Two weeks was way too long to be away from her. His dick strained against her pants, as if begging to be let out.

“I missed you,” she said before pressing her lips to his. Her scent filled his nose, and it was like coming back home. This is where he belonged: with Cam. Wherever she was, that was where he needed to be. He tangled his hand into her dark strands before gripping tight to pull her neck back. She let out a gasp, and he moved his lips from her mouth to her neck. He gripped her thighs, and her legs spread further apart like she was begging him to get closer. He trailed kisses down her chest until he got to her cleavage. He let go of her hair, so she could lift the shirt over her head. She unhooked her black bra. He watched as her perfect tits were exposed. Her nipples were hard and begging to be sucked. Her hands ran over his shoulders then down his back where she tugged at his shirt. He took a step back to quickly undress while she took off her shorts, so she sat on the bar completely naked. God, she was the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen. Every curve was made specifically for him to run his hands over.

“What if someone comes in?” she asked, looking at the door.

He smirked. “Then I guess they’ll get a show.”

“Kit--”

Her words were cut off as he rubbed her clit.

“Fuck.” He couldn’t drag this out any longer he needed her now. It had been two, long weeks without her. He lifted her up and slid her down onto his shaft. Her body vibrated as he entered her. He was instantly surrounded by her warmth.

“Fuck, I can’t...”

Her legs shook as her pussy clamped around him. He waited until she came down from her orgasm before he started to fuck her hard. Her slickness poured down his dick to his balls. It wasn’t long before his spine started to tingle, and he emptied himself inside her.

Chapter Twenty

Cam

Cam placed the last bottle of liquor in the cardboard box and taped it up. Hugo, Kit, and Zeke would be here tomorrow to pick up all the boxes.

The sun was starting to set, and a stream of light from the window highlighted the dust particles in the air. The real estate agent would be putting the ‘for sale’ sign on the front window tomorrow. She could have waited until the day the bar sold to shut everything down, but there was no reason to stay open. As Kit said, this bar had taken everything from her and gave nothing back in return.

She ran a hand over the bar top, feeling the smooth wood under her palm. This had been her life for the last few years. The place where she built a relationship with her father. The place where she cried and screamed and met her best friend.

Amire wasn’t surprised that she was closing down. He found another job at Helen’s the same day. She’d been scared to tell Jen because Jen had been pushing so hard for her to sell the bar anyways. Cam thought she might pull an ‘I told you so,’ but Jen was happy for her. A tear slid down Cam’s cheek as she walked towards the big, old wooden door that she had walked through nearly every day for years.

There was so much waiting for her on the other side of this door. She could finish her degree and finally have the time to think about what she wanted to do with it. She could focus on her relationship with Kit and Jen and her new family. At least, that’s what Kit told her.

He said she was now a part of the Savage Spades. She wasn’t sure how she felt about that, but it was comforting to know she had so many people cheering her on. Taking a deep breath, she pushed on the door to walk outside. It didn’t budge. That’s weird. She tried again this time harder. Nothing.

“What the--”

That’s when she smelled it. The overwhelming scene of burning wood. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

She rammed her shoulder into the door over and over again. This couldn’t be happening. It’s over. She turned around to see smoke coming from the kitchen. This was a setup. Venom. She screamed at the top of her lungs, hoping that someone could hear her. But her screams turned into coughs as the smoke got stronger.

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