Page 11 of No Mercy

Except that Rock was a possessive bastard, and I was the mother of his son. That alone gave him reason to think that he could be all bossy and demanding with me. In his world, that’s how it was. I pretended that I didn’t know that my words had affected him, that I couldn’t feel his narrowed stare on me, that I didn’t notice the tic in his jaw. I willed myself to remain calm and drink my beer, while keeping my eyes glued to the TV as if the news held my interest.

“What did you just say?”

He’d said the words slowly, in a low timbre that drew my gaze to his. Rock was unpredictable. I should have known better than to bait him. There was a storm brewing in his eyes that warned that I’d screwed up. I swallowed. It was too late to turn back now. And besides, he deserved it after the stunt he’d pulled on Tom.

I couldn’t back down now. “I said, ‘after lunch we’re going back to Tom’s place to fuck.’” I took a breath. “Why should you care anyway? We haven’t been anything to each other in seven years. And you said yourself that we’ve both moved on.”

He ran his hand over his lower jaw. “You’re right, I don’t give a fuck, babe.” He got to his feet and stretched. “I got some place to be. If you need me before morning I’ll be at the Moonshine.”

The Moonshine? I schooled my expression not to reveal too much of what I was thinking. The Moonshine was a gentlemen’s club outside of town that offered their clients several amenities, including rooms for the night that may or may not include one of their girls. It depended on what you paid for. It was a new place and doing well, if the rumors were true. And why wouldn’t they? They were the only place like it around for miles. Most went there for dinner and the shows, but they had a menu that included private dances and other types of sexual entertainment.

I didn’t like the thought that Rock might be going there for sex, but I knew him and his voracious appetite. When we’d been together a day hadn’t gone by when we hadn’t fucked at least once, most days two or three times. And it hadn’t mattered where we were, when he’d wanted me he took me. My pussy clenched, remembering how thick and long his cock was. I pushed away the memory of how he’d felt inside me, his huge shaft caressing every inch of me as I swelled around it.

“Are you going there to fuck?” The words escaped my mouth before I could stop them.

His brows rose. “You gonna put out, babe?”

I wondered what he’d do if I said yes. I shrugged. “Not for you.” He scowled. “Maybe I’ll call Tom and invite him over. After all, he was going to spend the night tonight.” He didn’t need to know that it would have been on the sofa.

That was the wrong thing to say, I realized it as soon as Rock lost his shit and stomped his way over to me. I sank low in my seat. He braced his muscular arms on either side of me and leaned in. I could see that he was grinding his teeth, feel the heat coming off of him in waves. My heart skipped a beat at his closeness and the unspoken threat he presented to me.

Including my libido.

“You think that’s wise, babe?” I wasn’t sure what he was asking. “Throwing another man up in my face?”

Oh, that. “Why should it matter to you? I’m sure you’ve been with other women.”

“Yeah,” he admitted in a growl. “But none of them had a pussy as greedy as yours.” He leaned in even closer. “I can still remember how you taste.”

Oh, God. I couldn’t let him get to me. He could go to the Moonshine and fuck all the women he wanted, and it wouldn’t bother me. Yeah, that was a lie, and I think Rock knew it. I’d already felt his cock up against me, and now I wanted more. I fought from closing the inch that separated us and attacking his mouth with mine.

He straightened up slowly. “I’ll be back early in the morning, and I expect Sam to be here.” There was a mild warning in his tone. He walked to the door, stopped, and turned around to pin a narrowed gaze on me. “He’s going back to Maine with me, Allie, with or without you. So you’d better come to terms with that.”

Bastard! I silently watched Rock close the door behind him. There was no way he was taking Sam without me.

No way in hell!

Chapter 7

Allie

I didn’t sleep at all that night. I was too concerned about the situation with Rock and our future, and I couldn’t get my brain to shut down. Being alone in the house hadn’t helped, it had been too quiet without Sam. He was a snorer, and every night I fell asleep to the hum of his breathing. As soon as morning came, I phoned Becky to tell her that I was coming for Sam. I needed to prepare him for his first meeting with Rock.

We were on our way home now, and Sam was way too quiet for him. I knew that he was digesting the news about his dad. He’d only expressed interest in the identity of his father within the last year or so, when he’d started school and had really begun to notice that the other kids all had two parents instead of just one. I’d known that the day would come when he’d be curious and have questions, and when they’d started coming I’d been as honest with him as I could. I knew I’d been successful, too, when he’d run off seemingly satisfied with my answers at the time.

He sat beside me now, staring out the window. I couldn’t remain silent any longer. I had to know what was going through his little head. “You okay over there?” I smiled, shooting him a glance. He only nodded. “You’re awfully quiet.”

A little sigh escaped him. “I’m just wondering if daddy will like me.”

“Of course he’ll like you!” I laughed, trying to set him at ease. “What’s not to like?” I was rewarded by a small grin. “You look like your daddy, Sam. Same hair and eyes, same square jaw.”

“Is daddy a nice man?”

I sobered at that question. Was Rock a nice man? He was dangerous and rough around the edges. He belonged to a motorcycle club that had a one percent patch on their cuts. I knew he’d hurt and probably even killed before, and he looked like a badass through and through, but something told me that beneath all that he would be a nice man for his son.

“Yes, he’s a nice man,” I finally answered. “So, what else are you wondering about?”

“Do you think he’ll take me for a ride on his motorcycle? Is he gonna stay for a long time? Is he staying with us?”

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