Page 9 of Giving It to the Enemy

She was struggling to take what she wanted, and it hurt him to see her like this. He’d never known Elena, never gotten close to her, and yet she was part of him. Her pain was his pain.

“I don’t get to have what I want.”

“That’s bullshit, and you’re trying to make your life difficult.”

“Tell me, Pipe, tell me how we can make this work?” she asked. “I live in a town that is owned by a club, and you’re not part of that.”

“Tell me you don’t want me. Tell me your pussy is not soaking wet right now, and that you’re not temped to take a chance with me?” He wasn’t going to back down, or back away.

She opened her mouth, and he slammed his lips down on hers, silencing her again. He gripped her waist, pressing his cock against her pussy, and moaning as she held him even tighter.

“Elena,” Sarah said, interrupting them.

Pulling away, he saw Knife was standing behind Sarah as they leaned out of the door.

“What is it?” Elena asked, tucking some hair behind her ear.

“Saint has just entered the bar,” Sarah said. “With Ralf.”

Sarah’s lip wobbled, and Pipe actually felt sorry for her.

“Crap!” Elena looked toward him, and then her friend. “What do you want to do, honey?”

“I don’t want to see Ralf. I don’t want to be near him.”

He looked toward Knife, who was staring at Sarah.

“Go,” Pipe said.

“What?”

“Go straight down that path, and you’ll get to your car. I’ll handle Saint.”

“You’d do that?”

“Yes. Go.”

Knife held the door open as Sarah and Elena left the back of the bar. He made sure Knife held the door open, and he moved toward the side of the bar, watching as Elena climbed behind her wheel. She gave him a smile and a wave.

Making his way back to the door, Knife was smiling.

“What’s your fucking problem?”

“I’ve got no problem, none at all.”

“You’ve clearly got something to say, so fucking spill it.”

Knife smiled. “You like Saint’s sister.”

Wrapping his fingers around Knife’s throat, Pipe started to squeeze so Knife knew not to mess with him.

“You keep that shit to yourself, do you understand? You’re not going to tell anyone, not the club, not Saint, no one.”

Knife nodded, and Pipe let him go. “I’m not exactly going to start telling the guys that you’ve got a thing for Elena, when Sarah has caught my attention.”

“Sarah?”

“She’s a nice girl, and she tries to play the bad girl, when she’s not. There’s something about her, and I just don’t know what it is.” Knife smiled. “I guess we’re both fucked seeing as she belonged to the good old deputy.”

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