Crash and Burn (Back Down Devil MC #2)(29)

“Because I offered. I’ve got plenty to work through.”

“Is it dangerous?”

“No more dangerous than you are,” Landon said. “Get the f*ck out of the shower, sweetheart.”

Landon looked forward but didn’t hear the shower door open. At least not right away. With his teeth gritted again, Landon waited. He waited because he wanted what was about to happen, and, shit, that really irked him.

He felt Avery’s hands touch his back. She slid up to his shoulders and then he felt the tender touch of her lips on his back. One kiss and then the shower door slid open and shut. By the time Landon looked, Avery was gone.

Landon made fists and groaned.

Why the f*ck didn’t I f*ck her?

The answer was pretty easy. It was the same answer he’d already given Avery.

Because you care about her…

Landon swung a right punch, then a left, cracking one of the tiles. He turned the cold water off, and as the water grew even hotter, Landon reached down and gripped himself. He shut his eyes and pictured Avery’s nude body. Her breasts, nipples. Her wet skin. The feel of her wet *. Her little noises, the way her looked at him.

He stroked himself up and back, root to tip and back to root. He thrust and groaned.

He needed to come. His original plan of going to the fight aggravated wouldn't work now. Not with what Avery had done to him.

“Fuck,” Landon whispered.

He held his eyes shut and stroked again and again. He pictured Avery’s mouth full again. His mind then went to the room with Blaine and that reliever. Mentally, he kicked Blaine out of the room and the reliever became Avery. Landon held her thighs, keeping her in place, offering his cock to her, over and over.

It was so f*cking hot. So f*cking tight. So f*cking perfect.

So f*cking perfect…

Landon’s hand jerked up and squeezed at his thick tip. His knees bent a little and he started to release. When he opened his eyes, it was just in time to watch the stringy release shoot down to the top of the shower drain, swirl within the water, and disappear.

It pissed him off.

That should have been for Avery. That could have been deep in her *. Against her back. In her hand. In her mouth… again.

Landon slowly jerked himself until he was completely finished and then he turned the water off. He had both hands against the tile again and he stared down at his throbbing cock. He was still hard, and he still wanted Avery.

But first, Landon had to fight.





fifteen.



Avery had seen plenty of fights in her life. Bar fights between drunk guys who usually had no idea why they were fighting. She’d seen really good fights between enemies, fights that were long and bloody until someone was knocked out. There was even the occasional jumping and beating, a group of men on one other guy, pummeling him into a bloody mess.

Anything Avery had seen though didn’t prepare her for the sight she saw as she rode on the back of Landon’s motorcycle, holding him tight. They turned the corner down an alley, which seemed to be the secret roads for the MC’s in and around town. There were men guarding the tall gates to a construction company. It didn’t make sense to Avery until the gates opened and she watched a large crowd part and allow Landon through. People were cheering, booing, cackling and laughing as Landon and the rest of the MC made their way to an open spot where they all parked their motorcycles.

She climbed from the motorcycle and looked around. Several MC’s were given a spot to park and gather. The crowd was surrounding a lifted platform. There were cinder blocks along the edge of the circle. When Avery looked back to Landon, her face must have looked confused.

Landon was smiling at her. “What’s wrong?”

“This is…”

“This is real,” Landon said.

“Fucking right, brother,” Blaine said. He gripped Landon by the shoulders and squeezed. “You ready to f*ck someone up?”

“Yeah.”

Blaine looked at Avery, but he didn’t say a word. Instead, his snakelike eyes stared at her. Her mind flashed back Landon thrusting into that woman with Blaine holding her massive breasts, easing her with his words.

It made her jealous.

For a second, Avery wanted to fight Blaine.

“Where’s Gaige?” Landon asked.

“Turn around,” a voice said.

Gaige walked up to Landon, holding hands with a beautiful woman. She didn’t look like the women in the clubhouse. She looked more composed and confident.

“I need a favor,” Landon asked.

“Anything,” Gaige said.

“This is Avery… she…”

Gaige smiled. “Not a problem.”

“I’m Emily, the woman with Gaige,” she said. She offered her hand. “You’re hanging with me tonight.”

Avery shook her hand and liked the woman instantly.

“Listen to me,” Landon said, grabbing Avery’s wrist. “This is dangerous here, okay? There is money involved. There are a ton of *s. I’m sure Emily can share a story or two…”

Avery looked at Emily. Emily said, “We’ll talk, don’t worry.”

“You stay with her,” Landon said. “Watch the fights. And don’t f*cking try to leave. Got it, sweetheart?”