Page 64 of Flyboy's Nightingale
And this man, he loves me!
I go up on the tips of my toes and bring our lips closer. “I love you, Felix Flyboy Holloway.”
I don’t give him a chance to think or speak before I slam my mouth onto his.
CHAPTER
THIRTY
Flyboy
“I love you, Felix Flyboy Holloway.”
Her words ruminate through my head and slam into my heart so sharply I swear it stops beating before restarting for the woman before me. I don’t have the chance to say anything before she slams her mouth onto mine. I tighten my hold on her hair guiding her mouth where I want it to deepen the kiss. Riley’s hands slide up my sides, taking my shirt with them as she goes. Her hands explore my chest, stomach, and back all the while I tremble and pour every feeling I have into our kiss.
Sliding my free hand over her luscious hips and around to her ass, I pull her tight to me so she can feel exactly what she does to me. The goddess in my arms moans, running her nails down my back, flaming the embers of my need to claim her. To make sure that she understands that no matter what, she isn’t broken. She will be my forever, and that no matter what I thought my future held before, she is the only future I want. Our kisses grow deeper, more demanding as she shows me what she wants. The caveman inside of me wants to take the reins, makeher submit to me. Then it dawns on me, that isn’t what this is. This woman in my arms is my salvation, she possesses my heart and soul. If she wants to take over, to show me with her body how she feels about me, I’ll let her. For once, I’ll let someone else be in control.
She finally pulls back, gasping for air, excitedly demanding, “Make love to me, Flyboy. I need you!”
I try once again to get out a thought, only to be stopped by the hot, burning woman consuming my mouth with hers. I move away from her mouth peppering kissing across her jaw to her ear, nipping it before making my way down the column of her long, slender neck. Just as I make it to her collarbone, there is a knock on the door. Growling, I pull back, not letting go of the hold I have on Riley’s hair.
“Whatever it is, the answer is no,” I shout at the door.
“That’s not going to work, we have shit to take care of, asshole,” Pretty Boy calls through the door, banging on the wood again.
Dropping my forehead to Riley’s, I groan out, “Fucking hell! I’m sorry, Sunshine. I’ve got to do this, but when I get back, I want you in our bed waiting for me.”
Riley closes her eyes before nodding. I tighten my fist in her hair, kissing her one more time before I force myself to leave her. Pretty Boy bangs on the door again, drawing our kiss to close. Pulling away from her, I kiss her forehead before stepping away and going to the door.
Stopping at the door, I pause, turning to look at her. “Promise me that you will not leave the compound, for any reason, until we return.”
Riley’s eyes go wide before she nods her head, twisting her fingers together.
“I need the words, Riley. Tell me that you will not leave for any reason.” I give her a pointed look, being sure that she understands that I’m not playing.
“I promise that I will not leave the compound for any reason,” Riley says, finally giving me the words I asked for.
“That’s my girl! We’ll be back as soon as we can. Stay safe.” Before she can reply, I’m out the door, facing a pissed off Pretty Boy.
“About fucking time. I’m ready to blow off some steam, and take care of these dumb motherfuckers,” he mutters, turning on his heels to head down the hallway.
“Hey, brother, you good?” I question the man.
He doesn’t stop to answer me. Instead, he keeps walking, yet calls out over his shoulder, “I’m sunshine and rainbows. Will be even more of my happy-go-lucky self when we take care of the trash!”
“Couldn’t agree more with you,” I say as I follow him through the clubhouse into church.
Anticipation and excitement flow through my veins. I’ve waited for this day for so long, it’s almost as if it’s surreal. I’m almost scared to blink or breathe in case it’s all a dream and I’ll wake, still no closer to taking care of our pest problem.
Everyone files in, the thrill of the hunt causing all of us to shift and be antsy. Steel comes in last. We all quiet down, not wanting to miss a single detail of the plan.
“Alright, boys, let’s get some information out of the way so we can go and have some fun,” Steel says, starting our meeting by slamming the gavel on the table.
“First order of business, now that we have Coin back with us, is the vote for prospect Noah to finally gain his patch. We had a preliminary vote while you were out, but we need to have an official vote. So, anyone opposed to Noah becoming a fully patched member, speak now.” Steel watches everyone at thetable, looking for anyone who isn’t okay with it. “Alright, I know this goes without saying, vote for yes. Let’s hear it.”
The room roars with unanimous votes of yes. All of us are ready and willing to accept Noah into the fold as our newest, patched member.
“As it stands, prospect Noah will now be a full-fledged member. Duck, go call him in so we can move onto the job for the evening.” Steel smirks before standing.
