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His barked words startle me. “What?”

“Face is expressive as fuck. Don’t even have to open your fuckin’ mouth to know the ridiculous shit running through your head.”

“Steel,” I start, but he straightens and shakes his head.

“Nope. Done dealt with the bullshit with Heather that could’ve caused some serious shit with my kid. Can’t deal with this shit too. Don’t know how many times I gotta tell you we’re friends and that’s it. Don’t want to let anyone come between that, but I give too much shit about you. If it hurts you, then it hurts me and I need to fix it. Just don’t know what that is right now and ain’t got it in me to figure it out tonight.” He blows out a breath. “Just wanted to come home to you and my kid, not to fight something else.”

He doesn’t say anything else, just swipes his beer from the counter. The snick of the bedroom door closing draws a flinch from me. It’s loud in the silent house, and it speaks more to me than some of his words do.

Especially when he doesn’t come back out for the rest of the night.

Chapter thirty-two

Last night was fuckedon so many levels.

Shit I had to deal with for Heather took most of the fight out of me. Never wanted to walk into my ex’s apartment to find her blitzed out of her goddamn mind with our six-year-old daughter sitting beside her and her paraphernalia on the table in front of her.

It’s created a storm of chaos in my daughter’s life that I don’t care much for.

All I wanted to do when I left the clubhouse was come home to my woman and my kid. Then I wanted to bury myself inside my woman and forget the fucked-up day I had.

Instead, I get home to a woman who’s feeling all types of ways about the bond I share with my best friend.

Didn’t want to snap at Bailee, because the truth is, I get where she’s coming from. Knowing I was game to take Emmy Lou if Atlas didn’t want her fucks with her head. Done told her so many times that it’s not been Em since the moment we hooked up. Once I had Bailee, Em never crossed my mind again. Hell, it’s not like she really did in the first place. She’s pretty to look at andwould make a hell of an Old Lady, just not for me. There’s only one woman I’ve ever considered claiming in the club, and she’s rubbing her ass against my fucking dick right now.

“Hummingbird,” I growl, tightening my arm around her to hold her still. “Gonna put my dick in you, you don’t quit wigglin’ that ass all over me.”

She moans and pushes back against me in want.

“That what you want, baby girl? You want me to slide your shirt up and stuff your cunt full?”

Bailee whimpers, but I clamp the skin of her neck between my teeth before releasing it. “Words, baby.”

She grabs my hand and shoves it between her legs, gliding my fingers through her slickness. “Good enough?”

Her husky tone rubs against me, my dick growing harder at the desire in it.

“Fuck, yeah,” I groan, shoving my fingers inside her slick entrance. “So goddamn wet.”

“Need your cock, Jericho,” Bailee whines.

Removing my fingers from her dripping pussy, I toss her around until she’s on her hands and knees. I move her up the bed and grab her hands to place them on the headboard.

“Hold tight and pop that ass out, baby girl. Gonna ride you fuckin’ raw, but you gotta be quiet because our girl is sleepin’ a few doors down.”

I feather my fingers down her back and over her ass until I reach the sweet heat between her legs. Gathering her juices on my fingers, I bring them to that tight little rosebud between her ass cheeks.

“Know what? As much as I want your pussy, I want this ass, baby girl. I need to mark you, to make you mine. To show you that I’m yours and yours only.” She moans, pushing back against the fingers teasing her asshole. “‘Bout to get dirty with you, Hummingbird. You good to get dirty with me?”

“Make me messy, bossman. Dirty me up and make me yours.”

She whimpers when I work two of my fingers into her tight ass and scissor them.

“Should see how pretty this ass looks stuffed full of my fingers.” I groan when a bead of cum leaks from the head of my dick. “Can’t wait to watch it stretch around my cock.”

I open my mouth and let spit dribble down to her hole, watching as it lands right where she’s gaping around my fingers. It adds more lubricant to what I’m already using, my fingers gliding in and out easily.

“Please, Steel,” she begs so prettily. “Please fuck my ass.”

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