Page 15 of Always Yours

More men come out of the clubhouse to help us load everything into the kitchen, and I grab my bags to bring to the room I am staying in. I drop everything and head back down to the kitchen.

I cringe when I walk in as I am worried that we bought too much. Prez is there with Razor, but he smiles at me.

“You did good,” Prez says.

I let out a breath.

“I tried to not go crazy, but your prospects wouldn’t allow it,” I say with a wince.

“Then they did their job. I wanted you to go crazy. This kitchen hasn’t been used in years, and it’s finally going to get some use. I can’t wait to see what you have planned for supper,” he says.

“I just need to unpack and wash everything,” I say while walking further into the room.

“The prospects can help wash the dishes and appliances. You get working on food and planning where you want everything. If you are going to be cooking in here, you probably want the kitchen set up to your liking,” he tells me with a knowing look.

“That would be great,” I tell him with a smile.

He chuckles at me and winks. I cover my eyes with my hand. “What did I tell you about that wink. It’s deadly. Don’t do that unless you expect me to be a useless bimbo today.”

There is a bunch of laughter around the room before I feel someone walk close to me. I already know it’s Razor by the smell of his cologne.

“What did I tell you about checking out my dad?” he says roughly.

“Tell him to tame that wink of his. I’ll turn into a puddle of goo if he keeps it up,” I say, louder than I intended.

“Alright, I’ll stop winking long enough for you to cook us some supper,” Prez says chuckling.

“Good. Where’s Nik and uhh Bear?” I ask.

“Right behind you if you would uncover your eyes,” Nik says.

I put my hand down and turn around. “How long have you been standing there?” I ask, placing a hand on my chest.

“Long enough to know your panties are getting wet for my Prez,” Art says with a wink.

I shake my head at him as my cheeks flame in embarrassment.

“No, your wink doesn’t do anything for me,” I respond to him trying.

“I sure hope not. You’re like my little sister,” Art says.

“Well, all of you need to get out of here, or I’m not cooking today,” I say while making shooing motions.

They all laugh and start to leave the room. I walk into the pantry where lots of the food bags have been put.

There is a body behind me, and I’m turned around to be greeted with Razor’s lips crashing into mine. I let out a moan at the contact.

“Fuck, I’ve been waiting all day to taste you again,” Razor rasps against my lips.

“You can taste me after supper,” I tell him, but whimper when I feel his hard cock against my stomach.

“I’m going to take you up on that, baby. I also didn’t like the fact that you snuck out while I was sleeping. ‘Didn’t like waking up without you in my arms, baby,” he tells me as his lips move down my jaw to my neck.

“I-I didn’t know if you wanted me to or not. I wasn’t sure of the protocol,” I gasp when he bites down on my neck.

“There is no protocol with you. I don’t know where the fuck this is going, but I know for a fucking fact that I want you and I want to see where this goes between us. Because baby, I think it will be so fucking good,” he says in a purr.

“Okay. As long as it’s only me you’re fucking,” I say before pulling away. He frowns down at me. “I know you guys like to fuck whomever whenever you want, but I haven’t fucked anyone in my life, and I don’t want to be just another notch on your bedpost while you’re fucking someone else. If you can’t give me that, then say so now and it will be over,” I tell him.

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