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“Nah. He’s gone,” I said. “If he made it to the other side of this shrubbery, he could be anywhere. Probably had a vehicle waiting there.”

We headed back to Viola’s apartment. Bull was talking on his phone next to his bike, so I made a beeline in his direction. He ended the call when we reached him. “Bastard got away,” I said, even though. I had a hunch that Bull already knew that.

He nodded. “Figured he would. He had it planned.”

“Was that her ex?” Yogie asked, lighting a smoke.

Bull nodded again, putting his eyes on me. “Thank fuck you were around, brother.” I recognized the look in his eye, and his smirk warned me that he was going to say something snide. “You romancing that pretty little redheaded friend of Viola’s?”

“Fuck, no. I hope to be fucking her tonight, though,” I smirked. “Already got a sweet taste.” I smacked my lips.

Bull laughed. “Careful, brother, she’s not like our club whores.”

“I could say the same thing toyouabout Viola, brother.”

Bull shook his head, looking towards the open front door. Millie had joined Viola, and we could see them from where we stood.

“The difference is, I don’t plan on fucking Viola.”

Sure,I thought, keeping it to myself. He was delusional if he believed that. I saw the way that Bull looked at the Viola. He wanted her in a bad fucking way.

Bull pinned a look on Yogie. “Might as well go home, brother.”

Yogie gave a chin lift and growled, “I’m all for that. Tired as fuck.” He mounted and started his bike.

We stood for a minute while Yogie peeled out of the parking lot.

“Got some calls to make,” Bull quipped. “You gonna be here in the morning to help with repairs?”

“Sure.” I hadn’t planned to spend the night, but that gave me the reason I needed to stay without worrying about how Millie would take it. “Give me plenty of time to work Millie out of my system.”

Bull shook his head with mild disgust and turned away from me, putting his phone to his ear. I turned toward the open door to Viola’s apartment, seeing the two women talking just inside. I let my eyes travel over Millie, knowing what was beneath the robe she’d thrown on. It hugged her curves. Damn, she was sexy as fuck. I could happily suffocate myself in those luscious tits. Maybe I would before the night was done.

As I got close, their voices carried outside.

“You can’t stay here alone like this,” I heard Millie say worriedly.

I stepped inside the room without announcing myself. “She won’t be alone.” I knew that Bull would never let Viola stay there by herself with all the damage that had been done to her apartment.

Both women turned in my direction when they heard my voice. My eyes went straight to Millie, taking in the heat that was still simmering in her eyes, turning the green darker. “Come on, baby, I want to finish what we started.” I reached for her hand, giving her a cocky wink. “The fucker got away,” I said to Viola.

“That doesn’t surprise me. Thank you for, um, breaking my door in.”

I laughed, dropping my eyes to the mark on her throat. “Better take care of that.”

Without another word, I pulled Millie behind me and headed back to her apartment. It didn’t surprise me when I turned the knob and the door opened. I paused and glared back at her. “Never leave your fucking apartment unlocked, darlin’.”

I yanked her inside, closed and locked the door, and pushed her up against it.

“Now, where were we?”

Chapter 9

Millie

I opened my mouth to respond, but before I could, Loco had swooped in and covered it with his. As soon as his tongue touched mine, I felt a rush of warmth uncurl from my core and I was ready to take up exactly where we’d left off. I was still wet, thanks to the orgasm he’d given me. Ghost fingers skirted over my G-spot, making my knees grow weak. I welcomed his ruthless possession. I moaned beneath his rough attack and relished in the feel of his body crushing mine to the door.

His groan of pleasure encouraged me to curl my arms around his neck and arch into his hard cock, wishing that we were naked and fucking. Loco’s hands moved over me with possessiveness, brushing my robe off my shoulders to the floor at our feet. I hissed with the intensity of his caresses, a flicker of pain before real pleasure began. The feel of my bare breasts against his hard, naked chest made me aware of our differences in an arousing way.

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