Page 28 of Inflame Me
The cut on my lip has healed enough that there is no pain, but with each movement of his lips, I feel him snag a piece of the skin. It only heightens the pleasure in the kiss.
Rhys shifts, wrapping his steel-banded arms around me, not leaving an inch between our bodies. I’m so lost in the kiss it’s the only thing I can focus on.
“Dammit.” Dagger’s voice from the doorway echoes through the small space.
I pull away, feeling like a teenager getting caught by her father. Oh, wait, everything in that scenario is right except for the teenager part.
Rhys growls, obviously pissed for the second interruption from Dagger. I’m not sure if I am or not, but one thing is for sure, father or not, he’s going to see the real Tanner O’Ryan.
I’M SURPRISED I can’t see the steam coming out of Tanner’s ears at this point. Her body is so fucking tight, and from the way she clenches and unclenches her hands, she is itching to take out some frustrations. By the look of it, on Dagger.
Sure, seeing your father getting sucked off by some random momma will leave someone not in the life a bit pissed off. But if she goes off halfcocked, she’ll realize quickly who her father really is, and that would fuck with both of them.
I know I shouldn’t care, but the weird thing is, I do. I actually care that they are about to fuck up their relationship before it starts.
“You,” she growls, turning in my arms to face Dagger.
I tighten my grip on her, feeling in my gut that she’s planning on lunging at any time. I won’t allow that, but stopping her mouth is another obstacle.
“What?” Dagger shrugs, crossing his arms over his chest.
Dagger is who he is. No one, not even his little girl, is going to change that shit. I’ve been with him here in the club for twenty something years. Dagger is Dagger. She’s gonna have to learn the true him if she wants any part of him in her life.
“How could you just get your …?” Tanner trails off, swallowing deep, then resumes. “Penis sucked in front of a group of guys?” Her arms flail in the air as she speaks. “I don’t know what’s worse: you getting a blow job in front of a group of men or the fact that it was such a normal thing not one person even gave you a second glance.” Tanner huffs as she tries to pull away from me, but I refuse to let her go.
“I needed to get off, and that’s what they’re here for,” Dagger says, only infuriating Tanner more.
“No wonder my mother wanted to get me away from here, away fromyou,” she spits out. For once in his life, Dagger looks as if Tanner just smacked him across the face with a two-by-four. I never thought I would see the day that happened. “Having sex in public while people watch, not caring one bit … She knew she was better than this garbage.”
Dagger goes from shocked to pissed in a nanosecond, taking a step closer. Fuck.
“Listen here. I would have given your mother—”
“What?” Tanner jumps in. “Just like you have that Flash chick? Is she your wife, and you just come here to get your rocks off?” Tanner’s fingernails bite into the skin of my forearm, but I don’t release her. That would be one of the worst things I could do at this moment.
I take a step back, putting the two out of arm’s reach.
“I’m a grown-ass man; I’ll do what the hell I want, when I want. You or anyone else is gonna tell me any different,” Dagger shoots back, pointing to his chest.
“I’m not telling you what to do. I just can’t believe my mother still loves you after knowing all of this.” Tanner’s arm flies out as she waves her arm, motioning to the clubhouse.
“Your mother almost married a man who beat the shit out of her. I never touched a hair on that woman’s head out of anger,” Dagger fires back.
“She never said you did. Hell, I didn’t even know you existed.”
“Sugar, that street goes both ways.”
Tanner lets out a huge, long breath, the muscles in her body losing some of the starch. “Look, I need to get my mom to eat something. The sooner I get her better, the sooner we’ll be gone and out of your hair.” She grabs my arm again. “Let me go.”
I step back as she grabs the can from the shelf, turns her back, and strides out into the main kitchen.
“Fuck me,” Dagger says, running his hand over his face. “Never in a million years seen this coming. Shit, she’s a firecracker.” He shakes his head in silent reflection. “Should have known. Mearna’s one, too.” Dagger looks almost glum, and that is not like him one bit.
“You wanna talk about it?” I ask.
“Nah, I’m good.” He runs his hand over his neck. “Gotta head out for a bit. Need to ride.” He leaves hastily. That’s typical Dagger, though. When shit gets tough, he rides it out. He’ll come back better.
I stride into the kitchen, locating Tanner quickly as she sticks a bowl in the microwave, pushing the buttons to turn it on. She looks over at me, frustration written all over her face, then drops her head.
