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She crossed her arms. “Apparently more than you were worried about me.”

Fuck. I could see why she’d think that. I’d messed up. I’d never been in any kind of relationship before, and I had a lot to learn. Millie had to understand that I was used to coming and going as I pleased, that I’d never had to account for my whereabouts to a woman before. Relationships were fucking complicated.

I saw her phone on the counter next to a glass of wine and a big fucking knife. I picked up the blade and met her with a question in my eyes. Had she been going to use this to protect herself? Guilt about leaving her unprotected ate away at me. I wouldn’t make that mistake again. When she just shrugged, I set it back down and reached for her phone, programming my number in it. Then I rang my phone so I had hers.

“Won’t happen again, darlin’,” I assured her, programming Demon’s and Sax’s numbers in as well. “Won’t leave you alone unprotected again, either. After church tomorrow, my brothers will know you’re mine. That means something in my world.”

“You’ll have to tell me exactly what that means, Loco. I’m still learning about your club life, and I have a feeling it will be an ongoing process.”

She didn’t sound bitter or sarcastic, she was just stating a fact. She wanted to know more about what to expect, and the shit that had gone on tonight hadn’t turned her away as it would have most civilians. She hadn’t crumbled when Russ had shown up. “From now on, anything happens like it did tonight, you fucking call me. And if you can’t get ahold of me, call Demon or Sax.”

Her smile wasn’t what I was expecting considering my stern demand. “What about Bull or Frenchie?”

I scowled. Why would she have their numbers? I should be glad that she had a way to contact someone from the club if she needed to, but I wanted to be her number one.

“Or Doc?”

Oh, hell no!I stepped into her space and didn’t stop until I curled an arm around her waist and hauled her flush against me, so sharply that a loud breath whooshed from her. “Don’t give a fuck which one of my brothers you call, as long as you call me first.” I stared down at her parted lips. “You got me, woman?”

She liked that. Her eyes flared with awareness. “Yes,” she whispered softly, pulling a groan from me when she licked her bottom lip.

I thrust my hips against her to relieve some of the tension in my hard dick. “Now I’m going to get a shower, and you’re going to be waiting for me in bed, naked. Yeah?”

I felt her shudder. “Yes, Loco.”

I thrust my dick against her again, groaning with the thought that I’d soon be losing myself in her sweet, welcoming body again. I slipped my hand behind her neck and my fingers into the thick hair there. “I’m going to ruin you, baby. Me and my dick. When I’m done with you, no other man will be able to satisfy you like I can.”

An emotion flashed across her face so quickly that I didn’t have time to decipher it. No matter. I was done talking. I slammed my mouth down on hers, catching the startled breath that escaped. Our tongues collided, and in an instant we were devouring each other in a kiss that ignited a fire in our blood. I wanted to fucking own Millie.Allof her. And I was going to.

Her mouth.

Her tits.

Her pussy.

Her ass.

And when I was done claiming her in all those glorious places, I was going to start all over again.

Chapter 21

Millie

While I waited for Loco to finish his shower, the anticipation of the hot sex that was coming was killing me. His kiss had been intoxicating, like a freaking drug entering my system, and had started an inferno deep inside that needed to come out. And that would only happen if I had a serious orgasm. Or two or three. The kind of mind-blowing orgasms Loco was good at. As I lay there as he’d asked, naked, every inch of my body was tingling with arousal. My nipples were so hard and aching that I found myself rubbing them to alleviate the feeling. Mistake. It only served to fuel my hunger more.

He needed to hurry or I was going to start without him.

I could feel my clit throbbing, and decided to explore between my legs to find that I was slick and ready for his cock. I touched myself and moaned sharply. I was so close to coming. I knew that it wouldn’t take much, and Loco didn’t need to know. Experience had shown me that I could come several times with him. I flicked my clit, closed my eyes, and moaned as the sensation moved over me. It felt so good! Too good. After a minute I slipped a finger inside and began to move my hips.

I envisioned Loco between my legs, and our first time together when he’d fucked me all night long. I imagined his hands reaching for my breasts as he face planted in my pussy. His tongue was like textured velvet, scratching the ever-present itch I seemed to have for him. “Tucker!” I whisper-shouted, chasing my orgasm. My whole body was alive and buzzing. I reached up with my free hand and began to massage and squeeze my breast.

I hadn’t heard anyone in the room and I wasn’t prepared for the wet, masculine body that suddenly covered mine, but my eyes bolted open when a hand removed mine from my pussy. “I own this pussy,” Loco growled against my lips. He sounded angry, but I knew it was lust coating his husky words. “Did you forget I own your orgasms, too?”

I quivered wildly because a growly Loco was sexy as fuck. He dragged my arm over my head and brought the other one up as well, clamping one large hand over both wrists to pin them together against the bed.

Drops of water dripped off his hair and body onto me. I was so turned on that I was surprised there wasn’t steam coming off my body. “You’re wet.” I barely recognized the husky purr of my tone.

“So are you, darlin’.” Suddenly his hand was at my pussy, his finger swiping through my slit. I whimpered and bowed sharply, feeling his wolfish grin against my lips. “You’re fucking soaked, baby. You want to come?”

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