Page 42 of The Echo of Violence

“You seem to know a lot about club life.” The words come out sharper than intended. We might not be at war with any other clubs right now, but that doesn’t mean we’re friendly with all of them. Some would have no problem using a woman to gain information.

“Is it supposed to be a secret?” she asks, taking another sip of her drink.

“No. Who do you hang with?”

“Other than Rex and Nico, nobody. I’m a bit of a loner.”

I crowd her, liking the sharp intake of breath that she takes.

“No, which club are you affiliated with?”

She frowns. “I’m not. And you’re making assumptions again. I’d be careful before you show you’re an asshole like your friend.”

I back off, not because I want to but because I’m reminded that I need to get information from this woman to make sure she’s on the up and up. Now, I just have more questions than answers.

“You know more than the average woman. It was a simple assumption to make. Sorry, I guess if you party at various clubhouses, you pick things up.”

She shakes her head and rolls her eyes. “I’m not stupid, and you’re not slick enough to make that seem like anything other than a fishing expedition. If you want to know something, ask me a direct fucking question, and I might answer it. But pussyfooting around is going to make me lose it.”

I lean over her, one arm on either side of her body as I dip my head and my lips skim her forehead.

“Are you involved with any other MC besides Chaos Demons?”

“I’m not even involved with the Chaos Demons,” she snaps.

“The fuck you aren’t.” I slam my mouth down on hers and kiss her hard, not giving her a second to protest.

Once her shock wears off, she softens under my touch, her hands going to my chest as my tongue slips inside her mouth to tangle with hers.

I slide my hand down her side and over her thigh to rub it against her pussy, feeling her heat through her leather pants. I pull my lips from hers and look down at her. Her eyes are glazed, and her lips are swollen. It’s taking everything I have not to bend her over the fucking bar and take her right here, right now. Maybe I would if we were back at the clubhouse, but I don’t trust the people here as much as I do my brothers.

“You want to get out of here?”

If she wants back in the clubhouse, this is the perfect opportunity for her to say yes. I’m a little thrown when she shakes her head.

“Why wait? There has to be a supply closet or a bathroom around here somewhere.”

I yank her off her stool so fast that she loses her footing and starts to fall, but I catch her before she hits the ground.

“Jesus,” she curses as I help her stand.

“Shit. Sorry. I just need to get inside you so bad that I don’t want to give you time to change your mind.”

“I’m not gonna change my mind unless you break my damn neck. I love an orgasm as much as the next woman, but even I have my limits.” She huffs as I drag her behind the bar and back to the stockroom.

I shove the door open and turn on the light, which is so dim I shouldn’t have even bothered. It doesn’t matter now, though. All I care about is the woman in front of me. I want to see if I can crack her tough shell. A few licks, and I’ll see just how sweet she can be.

She looks around and swallows, her only sign of nervousness, before she masks it and presses herself against me. “There are no cameras in here, right?”

I shake my head but look around the room anyway. “No. Just outside the door. Now strip.”

She shakes her head. “Not today, big boy. If you’re really good, I’ll get my girls out, but the pants and boots stay on. They are too fucking hard to get in and out of.”

I’m about to complain when she reaches up and pulls the tie behind her neck, allowing her top to fall to her waist. Her tits are just enough of a handful to keep me happy, and her rosy nipples are drawing me in like a magnet.

I reach for her hips and lift her onto the table behind her. I press a kiss to her shoulder, and she spreads her legs wide enough for me to step between them. I trail my lips down to her collarbone, dipping down and kissing the swell of her breast before flicking her erect nipple with my tongue.

She grips my hair and gasps, holding my head tight in case I pull away. I grin against her before sucking her nipple hard, making her squirm.

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