Crash and Burn (Back Down Devil MC #2)(51)

“Mmm…,” Avery groaned and gripped Landon’s shoulders.

“Still tight,” he said with a smile.

Landon lifted Avery and carried her to the bed. He dropped her on it and couldn’t get his clothes off fast enough. To make things hotter, Avery slipped a hand between her legs and began to play.

By the time Landon was naked, he was hard and throbbing. He climbed the bed, put his hands to Avery’s legs, spread her wide, and offered himself. This time, there was nothing gentle. He thrust hard, fast, and deep, stealing Avery’s breath, forcing her back to arch, and causing her to claw at his chest so hard that she drew bloodHe f*cked Avery with all the passion he had to offer. He lowered his body to hers and held her. He actually held her as he f*cked her. Their mouths came together, again and again, the kissing as hot as the sex.

Avery locked her ankles behind Landon and kept him moving, even when he wanted to slow it down so he didn’t come too quickly. But he couldn’t help himself once he felt Avery clenching at him as she came. It was too much for Landon to hold back so he let it all go. He drove deep inside her and held there as he came. His mouth found the comfort of Avery’s mouth and they kissed for a long time.

When they finally stopped kissing and Landon pulled back for some air, he stared at Avery and fell for her again. Avery put a hand to Landon’s chest to feel his heartbeat.

“It’s racing,” she whispered.

“The only time a woman has done that to me,” Landon said.

Avery smiled and pulled with her feet, forcing Landon to move while he was still inside her. “I’m still…”

“Fuck, sweetheart, you have no idea what I’m going to do to you tonight,” Landon said.

He wrapped his arms around Avery and moved from the bed, making sure his cock didn’t leave her body. Avery cried out and bit at Landon’s shoulder.

“We’re going to start in the shower and end up in bed,” Landon said. “Don’t plan on walking at all tomorrow.”

“I’ve got nowhere to go,” Avery said. “I’m right where I want to be.”

Landon kissed her and walked to the bathroom. He caught the reflection of himself carrying Avery’s perfect, naked body. He then saw the smile on his face.

He never knew being happy could feel so good.





twenty-six.



Miller sat with Griffin as they reviewed the bullshit stuff of the MC. The dues owed and paid. The bills and expenses for the business. All the normal stuff that needed to be done on a weekly basis.

“It would have been nice to take money from Strokner,” Griffin remarked as he flipped through a notebook that contained the real financial documents for the MC.

“Money always leads to trouble,” Miller said. “You of all people should know that, Griffin. I don’t want to be traced to that * anymore than we already are.”

“What’s the plan with him? You think he’ll go away?”

Miller drank from his beer. “Probably not. But time will give us our options there. I’m getting a little pissed off at Jonesy. Erik is going to be here any minute and we have dick to offer him.”

“I know,” Griffin said. “I have two calls into him and two calls into close associates. He’s digging deep for us on this. It has me wondering just exactly who tried to take out Shay.”

“Yeah,” Miller said. “Seems something bigger is on the horizon.”

A knocked sounded at the door.

“Open it,” Miller called.

The door opened and one of the bar backs stood there, knowing better than to cross the threshold to the meeting room.

“What?” Miller asked.

“There was a package outside.”

“Give it to the front,” Miller said.

“It’s addressed to you, Miller,” the guy said.

“Go get it,” Miller said to Griffin.

Griffin went to the door and grabbed the small box. He then slammed the door on the guy’s face and shook his head.

“Fucking *s,” he whispered. “They’ll do anything to get a peek in here.”

Miller smiled. “It’s where the cool guys hang.”

“Fuck that,” Griffin said. “They don’t get it.”

“Sit down.”

Griffin tossed the box to Miller and sat down. “Expecting something?”

“No,” Miller said.

Miller looked at the return address and raised an eyebrow. “Well, this is interesting…”

“What is it?” Griffin asked.

“The return address just says Jonesy.”

“What?”

Miller took out a knife and cut the tape on the box. He opened the box slowly and at the last second, he realized he should have maybe done it outside. It could have been a f*cking bomb for all he knew.

But it wasn’t a bomb.

“Jesus f*cking Christ,” Miller said as he pushed the box away.

The box tipped over and out rolled a severed human finger.

“Shit,” Griffin yelled as he stood up. “What the f*ck…”

Miller stared at the finger and then curled his lip. “Motherf*cker.”

Miller reached for the finger and lifted it off the table. There was a big gold ring on the finger. On the center of the ring was a big letter J.