Page 23 of Notorious

Haven smiles, that gorgeous smile, as she steps up to me, then wraps her arms around my neck. Her eyes meet mine, and she exhales. “Happy birthday, Alpha.” She leans in, pressing those plump lips to mine.

That spark ignites inside me, my cock instantly going rock-hard as our tongues collide. My hands slide up her back, holding tightly, needing to feel her body against mine again.

I haven’t felt this alive or energized in such a long time.

I don’t know what this is with Haven, but I fucking like the feeling.

Just as the kiss begins to heat up, she slowly pulls back, both of us panting for breath while she looks into my eyes, hesitation and longing looking back at me. It confuses me for a moment, then she steps back, breaking away. “I really have to go.”

Nodding, I tell her, “Gimmie your number, I’ll put it in my cell.”

Haven starts packing and heads for the door. “This was a one-time thing, Alpha. But I am so glad I got to meet you.”

My eyes drop from hers, and I nod. “Too old for you, huh?”

Haven snorts out a laugh. “Didn’t picture you to be the type of guy to get disheartened at a one-night stand.”

I raise my hands in the air. “Don’t get me wrong. I’m all for one-nighters. This just felt… different. But what the fuck would I know, right?”

Haven moves back to me, grabbing my head with one hand on either side of my face, making me look at her. “For the record, I don’t give a shit about the age gap. You’re hot as hell, you fucklike a maniac, and… I kinda like you. But I have to keep moving for work. So this, whateverthisis, couldneverwork.”

My hand moves into the back of her hair, gripping it tight before I pull Haven’s face right in front of mine, her breathing hitching as I stare into her eyes. “You can deny it all you like, but…” I slide my other hand down, cupping her pussy. She gasps, breath catching in her throat. “You’re going to keep thinking about me and last night, and it’s going to haunt you that you’re the one lettingthisgo.”

I rush forward, pressing my lips to hers at the same time I rub my palm against her pussy. She moans into my mouth. Haven’s fingers clench my hair, gripping tight, while I fist my fingers through her sumptuous locks. I push her back against the television cabinet, intensifying the kiss, my cock rock-hard as I grind, working her up with my hand and kissing her for everything she is worth.

She whimpers into my mouth, her hands sliding down onto my biceps. She squeezes, and then suddenly, she pushes me away. I stumble back, almost falling onto the mattress as she rushes for the door, her hand on her mouth as she goes.

Panting for breath, I take off, but she yanks the door open and walks outside the motel room before I can really move. “Haven!” I call out, but I’m naked as she closes the door behind her. “Fuck,” I grumble, rushing for the window to watch this beautiful woman scramble down the stairs, then mount a motherfucking Harley, start the engine, and take off, riding for the main road.

Letting out a shocked laugh, I glance down at my erection and shake my head.

“Jesus fucking Christ. What in thehellwas that?”

I have no clue if I will ever see Haven again. All I know is that she came into my life like a motherfucking whirlwind, sweeping in and saving me from myself. She was exactly what I needed lastnight to get my head back in the game.

I stepped out of line yesterday.

I took out three members of the cartel without having my brothers for backup.

Haven was right. I am taking the guys for granted—I need to lean on them more—because I took it on my own to start shit with Rico, even though I know the guys would gladly walk into this fight with me.

She may have been a great fuck, but she also showed me that I need to open up more.

Maybe Haven wasexactlywhat Ineeded,exactlywhen Ineededit.

I would have preferred she wasn’t a one-time deal. Because a woman like her by my side? Well, shit, I can only imagine the possibilities.

Shaking my head, I walk over to my clothes and pull them back on. I’ve been away from the clubhouse for too long, and after the shit I pulled yesterday, I need to get back to my men.

Looking around the motel room, I take in the destruction Haven and I caused. I can’t help but smirk. I hope she paid cash and didn’t put a credit card down because the liability for the damages on this room will be excessive.

A slow smile crosses my face, a light chuckle leaving my lips as I grab my keys and cell, noting my battery is dead.

I slide my cell into my jeans and walk out of the motel room and down the stairs, across the parking lot of Gears to where my Harley is parked. As I start my engine, a scream rings out, piercing the air. Turning, I spot a housekeeper running out of one of the lower-level rooms, crying and racing for the motel lobby.

I shake my head, wondering what she’s seen.

If you think the mess in that room is bad, wait till you see what Haven and I have left for you.