Page 36 of Hawk

“Hawk,” she moaned, her head falling back, exposing the elegant line of her throat.I leaned forward, pressing my lips to her pulse point, feeling it race beneath my touch.“I’m so close.”

“Come for me, Killer,” I growled against her skin, increasing the pressure on her clit.“Let me feel you squeezing my cock like you want my cum inside you.”

Her movements became erratic, her thighs trembling against mine.With a cry that echoed off the shower walls, she came, her body shuddering around me.The sight of her coming was the most erotic sight imaginable.

I gave myself the go ahead and pulled her to me, encouraging her to move faster until I was slamming inside her to the sharp slaps of skin on skin.When she screamed again, I let loose, filling her pussy with my hot, sticky cum.

I held her close against me, both of us panting and shaking as the water continued to beat down on us.Her forehead rested against my shoulder, her breath hot against my skin.I stroked her back, savoring the weight of her in my arms.

“I needed that,” she murmured, her voice muffled against my chest.

“Yeah, I think we both did.”I kissed the top of her head, feeling more content than I had in, well, ever.“Water’s gettin’ cold.Let’s get you dried off and into bed.”

She nodded but didn’t move immediately, seemingly as reluctant as I was to break the connection we’d built between us.Finally, with a sigh, she lifted herself off me, wincing slightly as my softening cock slipped from her body.I stood and shut off the water, then grabbed towels for both of us.

After drying her off, I wrapped her in a fresh towel and led her back to the bedroom.She crawled into bed naked, her movements slow with exhaustion.I joined her, pulling her against me, her back to my chest.She fit perfectly against me, like she was made to be there.

We lay there in silence.I was too keyed up to sleep, and I thought Carrie was drifting but not really going under like she needed to.

“Hawk?”Her voice was quiet in the fading evening light shining through the open window.

“Yeah, baby?”I ran my hand along her arm, feeling her warm skin beneath my fingertips.

“Is it always going to be like this?Dangerous, I mean.”

I considered lying to her, telling her everything would be smooth sailing from here on out, but I respected her too much for that.“Sometimes.This life isn’t always easy, but it’s worth it for the family you get in return.”I pressed a kiss to her shoulder.“The club will always have your back, Carrie.I’ll always have your back.Nothing’s going to happen to you.”

“I’m not worried about me.”She turned in my arms to face me, her expression serious in the dim light filtering through the blinds.“I can handle myself.I’m worried about you.”

That caught me off guard.“Me?”

“You put yourself between me and danger without hesitation.Every time.”Her fingers traced the line of my jaw.“I don’t want to lose you because you’re trying to protect me.”

I captured her hand and brought it to my lips.“That’s what partners do, Killer.We protect each other.I know you can handle yourself.Hell, I’m pretty sure you can handle yourself better than me.But I’m still going to be between you and any danger if I can possibly help it.”

“I’ve heard…” She stopped and took a breath.“I’ve heard everyone here has served time in prison at some point in their lives.”

“It’s true, baby.Including me.”

“What happened?”

I knew this was coming and admitted to myself I’d been dreading it.I’d never been one to shy away from who I was, but with this woman, I didn’t want her to think bad of me.”

“Same as most of these guys.I killed someone.I was a young hothead.Got in a fight with some asshole in a bar.He got fresh with a waitress I had a crush on.She turned him down in front of his buddies.He smacked her.”

“Yeah, I don’t see you standing for that.”

“Nope.I slapped him back.Only he lost his balance and fell.On the way down he took the corner of the table to his eyeball, then hit his head on a concrete step.Took him a couple days, but he died.I was indicted for manslaughter.”

“Oh, my God!I’m so sorry!”

“I’m not.I learned two very valuable lessons.First, I had to get a handle on my temper.Second, don’t get crushes on waitresses unless you actually talk to them first.”

“Wait.What?”

I couldn’t help but chuckle.“Yeah.I was a busboy.Right out of high school.Worked at a nearby garage too because I was a damned good mechanic, but the view at the restaurant was a sight better.Unfortunately, I wasn’t always the social butterfly you fell in love with.I was terrified of talking to her.”

“Wow.And you fought that guy for hitting her.”

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